Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 87 Flower Festival Rumors
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Stepping out of the teahouse, Song Yan sighed softly, "It seems there's no peace anywhere..."

He kept Sheng Nian's advice and reminders in mind.

In any case, it's never wrong to be a little cautious.

“Liang Feng…”

I'm pondering this name; I don't think I've ever heard of it before.

But when the soldiers come, the water and the earth will cover it up.

At worst, we can report to Senior Brother Lu and Senior Cong Yuzhen. If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.

Put aside your distracting thoughts and join the others.

Just then, Yan Xun was giving everyone a brief introduction about the grand event.

"The Flower Festival has a long history, and it may have originated from a custom that spread from the Central Region."

"Legend has it that this day is the birthday of the goddess 'Lady of a Hundred Flowers' who is in charge of the flower season in heaven. However, it is said that the date of the flower festival varies from place to place because the flower seasons are different in different regions."

"Here in Beiya Mountain, it's the fifteenth of the second month..."

Gu Qingqing suddenly asked, "Brother Yan, there are Flower Festivals in various places, but why is it only celebrated so grandly here in Beiya Mountain?"

Indeed, this grand flower festival has even attracted cultivators.

"Um……"

"On the one hand, it's naturally because the flowers in our Beiya Mountain are beautiful."

Yan Xun first boasted a bit, then seemed to realize that he was the only local here.

Then, somewhat embarrassed, he added, "On the other hand, during the Flower Festival held once every three years, many spiritual items are given to cultivators as gifts."

"There are quite a few rewards that even cultivators would envy."

"That……"

Seemingly anticipating what everyone wanted to ask, Yan Xun immediately said, "Hey! As for what the reward is this year, please don't ask me."

"The prizes are different every year."

"We'll know in a few days."

Song Yan thought to himself, "No wonder."

He had done some research beforehand to prevent any mishaps at the event.

The grand event was mainly organized by three forces: Sheyang Sect, Yan Clan, and Linghua Valley.

The reward was naturally agreed upon by all three parties.

In any case, as long as the Sheyang Sect is involved, the prize must be of high quality.

At least that's true for a Qi Refining cultivator like myself.

"Actually, there is a special legend about the Flower Festival."

As Yan Xun walked, he said, "Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a male and female cultivator couple in Beiya Mountain..."

A poignant love story unfolds.

The two were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since they were little. As they grew up, they entered the Daoist path together, slaying demons and monsters, envied by all.

However, their good fortune did not last long. One year, the two encountered a demonic cultivator.

The woman died trying to save her lover, and later the man returned to his homeland and also committed suicide out of love.

"Among the most important events during the festival, there is a 'Flower Gathering' which will be held at Butterfly Spring."

"That is the place where the two met and fell in love, and it can be considered as a way to commemorate the love between the two seniors."

"Wow……"

Gu Qingqing and Sheng Yun were both deeply attracted by this legend...

Speaking of this, Yan Xun looked somewhat proud: "Legend has it that the male cultivator was one of the ancestors of my Yan clan."

As we strolled around, it got late, and it was time to head to Linghua Valley.

Linghua Valley is located on the south side of Beiya Mountain.

Within the territory of Beiya Mountain, the Yan family is considered a family of cultivators who are affiliated with the Sheyang Sect.

Linghua Valley is a gathering place for independent cultivators.

However, the climate for independent cultivators here is different from that of many other places outside, and it is mainly composed of various small families.

Yan Xun led the group up a wide mountain path.

The mountains converge at the valley entrance, and the sunset on the horizon blends seamlessly with the scenery in the valley.

"What a beautiful place..."

indeed.

An endless sea of ​​flowers, a shimmering lake in the distance, and rolling green hills...

These are just a glimpse of what can be seen from the valley entrance.

The three cultivators, two women and one man, seemed to have been waiting there for quite some time.

Seeing Yan Xun lead people into the valley, he quickly stepped forward.

"Gentlemen, I am Wu Duo from Linghua Valley." Song Yan remembered the name Wu Duo; she was the one who was responsible for writing the invitation letter to Dongyuan Sect.

"Ah Xun, go into the valley and help out."

"it is good."

"It's getting late, I'll take you all to your respective lodgings first."

The independent cultivators and families of Linghua Valley are mostly distributed in the south, west and north directions. The northeast side, where the entrance to the valley is located, is a residence built specifically for visiting distinguished guests.

The members of the Dongyuan Sect lived in several courtyards that were very close to each other.

Wu Duo said gently, "If you need anything, just let me know. There's no need to be polite with me."

The courtyard was very clean and tidy, with a bamboo grove outside, making it very quiet.

Song Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"correct."

Wu Duo seemed to remember something and pointed to the male cultivator beside her:

"This is Liang Feng, who is in charge of the Flower Festival in Linghua Valley. You may ask him any questions."

Upon hearing the name, Song Yan paused slightly, then subtly glanced up at it.

Liang Feng had an ordinary appearance, a slender build, and a gloomy look between his brows.

She doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

However, he was very polite to everyone: "My name is Liang Feng. If you have any questions about this Flower Festival or any other matters in the valley, you are welcome to ask me."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wu Duo and Liang Feng left the courtyard.

Responsible for the event's arrangements...

Watching Liang Feng's departing figure, Song Yan muttered to himself, "That Anian, he didn't even explain himself clearly, leaving me to guess..."

There's a feeling of being on edge, like every bush and tree is a potential enemy.

……

midnight.

The disciples patrolling Linghua Valley carried lanterns with spirit fire.

After passing a mountain pass and conducting a brief inspection, they left.

"..."

The night was silent.

A moment later, a black figure slowly emerged from the shadows and headed towards the exit of the valley.

call……

"The grand event hasn't even started yet, why are you here again?"

A faint yellow mist suddenly drifted out from several clusters of flowers around the figure.

The mist condensed and formed the shape of a young Taoist boy in a yellow robe on a tree branch in front of the figure.

A faint light shone through, and Liang Feng's face showed some worry.

"Now that four people from the Dongyuan Sect have arrived, what should we do..."

"You do not trust me?"

"..."

Liang Feng frowned but remained silent.

The yellow-robed Taoist chuckled: "I have secretly observed those four people."

"Nothing to worry about."

"This time, Cong Yuzhen of the Sheyang Sect is the most troublesome."

"However, this is none of your business. I will find a way to deal with her myself."

Liang Feng nodded: "I know, but..."

"During the day, I always felt that there was one person among the people from Dongyuan Sect who was very strange, as if... he was investigating me."

The young Taoist priest in the yellow robe chuckled.

"You're being far too paranoid."

He then changed the subject: "However, if you are really worried, you can use some tricks to kill him at the Flower Festival."

"The more chaotic those days were, the better."

"As long as you get the Lotus Seed of the Moon, your sick wife will recover completely..."

"At that time, it's better not to stay in this little Linghua Valley."

"Brother Liang, don't you think so?"

The young Taoist priest in yellow robes patiently and skillfully guided him.

Liang Feng raised his eyes, unmoved: "I only want her to come back to life. I don't care about anyone else."

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