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Chapter 186 Why is it hard again?

Chapter 186 Why is it hard again?

Outside the Fu Mo Palace, many palace maids were serving by the side, waiting to be summoned by Zhao Wumian.

What was he summoned for? Either to fetch water for washing or to warm the bed.

Although Luo Chaoyan had never issued such an order, if Zhao Wumian really wanted to, few palace maids would dare to resist, and... the Marquis was really handsome.

If we really let them serve us, I don’t know who will take advantage.

Therefore, when they saw Zhao Wumian coming out, they immediately lowered their heads and eyes, pretending to be respectful, but at the same time they wanted to secretly straighten their chests to show off their figures in front of the Marquis.

Zhao Wumian approached them and asked with a little curiosity: "I killed two people outside and destroyed so many houses. Did I cause trouble for His Majesty?"

The maids were surprised and delighted. They had not expected Zhao Wumian to talk to them, so one of them could not help but laugh and answer: "The Shen family said that someone wanted to assassinate the Marquis... The Marquis killed two people on the spot by himself. Such a demeanor also brought honor to His Majesty."

"Yes, yes. Although one of them is Qing Liantian's disciple, His Majesty will definitely help the Marquis."

"Perhaps, they will even issue an imperial decree to have the King of Shu send troops to destroy Qing Liantian's headquarters in Shu."

The maids were chattering one after another.

There was nothing that could be learned from these maids, so Zhao Wumian smiled and left, then began to think about the matter of the Four Glazed Jades.

Two of them have been found, and the whereabouts of the other two are still unknown.

Zhao Wumian was actually very interested in the so-called Four Glazed Jades and the Nine Bells that were wandering around the world.

Both his own martial arts training and his interactions with martial arts masters told him that there are immortals in this world... and the Nine Bells is one of the conditions for ascending to immortality.

Or in other words, it is one of the conditions for "attaining the Tao"... In Zhao Wumian's opinion, attaining the Tao and simply ascending to become an immortal are completely different things.

To ascend to immortality is nothing more than to sanctify the physical body, which is to be reborn from the human world on the physical level...but that's all, it's not becoming an immortal.

In Zhao Wumian's opinion, seeking immortality and asking for the way to enlightenment lies in the word "asking for the way".

The Nine Bells were clearly such extraordinary things, but Dong Xuan of Xiao Xitian gave one of the Four Colored Glaze Jades to Zhao Wumian without hesitation. Was it because he really wanted to use Zhao Wumian to get the Nine Bells? Not necessarily.

The real reason lies in Guan Yunshu's next sentence... Qingyuan Terrace was destroyed because of Xiaoxitian, so Xiaoxitian and its people decided not to be contaminated by the Four Glazed Jades anymore in order to comfort the spirits of heaven and earth above and below Qingyuan Terrace.

When Zhao Wumian wanted to take the dragon-patterned green jade pendant, Dongxuan himself must have been overjoyed. He even felt that the cause and effect between Xiaoxitian and Qingyuantai was partially dissipated with this action.

This mentality and this behavior seem extremely stupid to outsiders, but this is Dongxuan's "Tao".

Just by this action, Dongxuan has already distanced himself from other warriors in the secular world in terms of mentality. No wonder he is the bridge between heaven and earth.

And people who stick to their own principles like this...almost all the martial arts masters Zhao Wumian knows are like this.

Zhao Wumian had a grudge against Chen Qiyuan, but Chen Qiyuan still passed on the Tianluo Spear to him. He knew that Luo Shuzhi was using him to encircle and suppress Wudamu, but he would still go. That's it.

Even Xu Ran had been trying his best to resist the influence of Naraku's Red Ribbon. It was not because he was afraid of affecting his combat power, but because he did not want to become a non-human because of Jiu Zhong.

They all have their own pride and principles...at least that's how the martial arts masters Zhao Wumian knows are.

It's no wonder that Chief Constable Su said that if you want to build the bridge between heaven and earth, you need to find your own 'Tao'... Even if these martial arts masters have realized the Nine Bells and taken shortcuts, they all came this way.

Zhao Wumian's mood suddenly became cheerful. He was surprised to realize that, compared to the Wu Kui who was obsessed with seeking profit, he was more fond of this Wu Kui who adhered to his own principles. In other words, he was fond of this kind of world.

This world is not only about conspiracies, intrigues, and profit above all else... This is a world that is perhaps a bit romantic.

Then this world is not bad, why do I like it?
I am such a person too.

It might sound a bit hypocritical to say this, but thinking about this, Zhao Wumian had a vague understanding that he seemed to be one step closer to the bridge connecting heaven and earth... If he wanted to ask the question, he had to analyze himself first.

But since he didn't get his memory back, he was still missing the most important part.

Xiao Yuanmu didn't show up, and he had no news either. In fact, Zhao Wumian understood... It was impossible for a leader of an evil sect to let others know his whereabouts so easily. Not to mention her, even the leader of the Huanzhen Pavilion had no news.

In this world, there is too much lag in information transmission.

But the fact that Lord Dali can Wan Yuexian is basically known to everyone...I used her martial arts to conquer the world, it is impossible for her to have no reaction at all.

I was looking for her, and she was probably looking for me too... Maybe she was already on her way to the capital, but the journey was just too long.


In fact, Zhao Wumian was not wrong in his guess. Xiao Yuanmu did want to come to the capital, and he was indeed delayed. This world is too big, and the things that happened to Zhao Wumian when he traveled between Jin and the capital, although big, are not the only stories in the world.

In fact, only one night had passed since Luo Chaoyan ascended the throne, so the news of Zhao Wumian's title of marquis had not yet reached Suzhou...which was also the time when Yan Jiu had not yet moved the corpse in front of the Mei family.

At this time, the mature woman and the little girl had just arrived in Suzhou City.

Suzhou is located on the south bank of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, with rivers crisscrossing it. The layout of the city has always maintained a pattern of land and water running parallel and rivers and streets adjacent to each other. Pedestrians in the city do not ride horses, but often take boats, following the main river channel from west to east, and you can see small bridges, flowing water, white walls and black tiles, and historical sites and famous gardens.

At dusk, when the sun is about to set, the sky is filled with rosy clouds, which shine through the mist and are reflected on the river surface, making the waves sparkle. The whole city of Suzhou seems to be shrouded in the red glow of the sunset.

On both sides of the river, there are inns, taverns, tea stalls and brothels. If anyone is interested, they can go ashore from the boat and browse around.

Dali never has a curfew, so even at this evening, the population is not sparse at all, and both sides of the river are bustling with people.

On both sides of the river, strings of colorful lanterns are hung, leaving behind the festive atmosphere.

On a boat, a mature woman in a spotless emerald green dress sat on a wooden frame on the side of the boat, propping up her face and looking at the colorful lights along the way. She said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "This year is really not a good year. He is nowhere to be found, you just woke up a few days ago, and I just got rid of the old Taoist Guiyi not long ago... No one had a good year."

The beautiful woman helped Zhao Wumian steal the Nine Bells in Beijing. To avoid being caught in one go, the two fled separately.

The beautiful woman didn't know where Zhao Wumian went, but in order to relieve Zhao Wumian's pressure, she led Guiyi Zhenren away by herself.

She and Master Guiyi traveled all the way south from the capital, traveling thousands of miles. Finally, Master Guiyi suddenly stopped chasing her. It was not because the beautiful woman had shaken him off, but because Master Guiyi received some news and realized that he was chasing the wrong person.

That was years ago. At that time, Zhao Wumian sneaked into the palace and met Eunuch Lin. Eunuch Lin sent the news that he could Wan Yuexian to Master Guiyi through the branch of Wugong Mountain in the capital. Master Guiyi then hurried back to Jin, and the Taiyuan incident happened.

At that time, very few people knew that Zhao Wumian could play Wan Yuexian, and the news had never spread. Even the beautiful women did not know about it. Therefore, after getting rid of Master Guiyi, she returned to Jiangnan. She thought that Zhao Wumian might have come back, but she did not expect...she was the only one who came back.

After she finished speaking, the little girl sitting opposite her ignored her and fanned herself slowly with her little hand, looking at the river bank...

The mature woman followed her gaze and saw a restaurant on the river bank with colorful decorations fluttering. The door was wide open, revealing a booth inside. The sounds of sanxian, clappers, pipa and other music came along with the opera tune.

"What can I do about the beautiful scenery? Who can provide me with such a pleasant experience? I have found you, my beautiful wife, and the passing time. I have searched for you at leisure..."

The little girl pointed at the stage in the building with her round fan and commented: "Zhongzhou dialect, Suzhou opera, the lyrics are elegant, the singing is graceful, and the performance is delicate. It's a pity that the level of these people on the stage is not good enough..."

As she spoke, the little girl raised her hand slightly, with an elegant gesture, and sang in the Zhongzhou accent: "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart~"

His voice was immature, but his singing skills and posture were far better than those of the actor on the stage.

The mature woman looked a little helpless, her pretty face leaning against the stern, her posture lazy, her beautiful figure showing off, she said: "This song has never been heard anywhere in the world... Isn't it him who told you? You are so good at singing, don't you plan to promote this song and spread it all over the world?"

"Do you think everyone is qualified to listen to my performance?" The little girl said with a tone full of arrogance. She snorted coldly and turned her gaze away from the stage. She turned her gaze to the other strange things on the river bank and said, "I didn't know about the two of you going to the capital to steal the red silk of Naraku until you came back."

"Don't blame me, it was his idea." The mature and beautiful woman smiled faintly, took three copper coins from her arms and threw them lightly, then raised her hand and sucked two strings of candied haws through the air, and the three copper coins fell into the peddler's pocket. The peddler's face was horrified, and he was shocked by her beauty.

The mature woman gave the little girl a string of candied haws, took a bite, and said while chewing: "Now he is missing, unable to escape, and no one knows where he is... But recently there is a newcomer in the martial arts world who escorted the princess, killed Gui Shou, and can also play the moon string. His name is Zhao Wumian, so it is most likely him."

Years ago, the mature and beautiful woman did not know that Zhao Wumian could use the Wan Yue Xian. However, in Xinzhou, Zhao Wumian used the Wan Yue Xian in order to pursue Erige and was recognized by Chen Qiyuan's brother. At that time, there were many righteous disciples around him, so the news spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. After so many days, the news reached Jiangnan, and the mature and beautiful woman also knew about it.

The little girl had a calm expression and nodded slightly, seeming indifferent to the matter. She just held a round fan in one hand and a candied haws in the other, saying, "But if he's not dead yet, why doesn't he come back to find me instead of escorting some useless princess?"

The mature woman raised her hand to tuck the hair around her ears, and found it a little funny. "How long have you two not seen each other? Why did he look for you? Does he treat you as his daughter?"

The little girl stopped talking.

The mature woman continued, "I have never heard of him south of the capital... So he either went west to Jin's Xiliang, or went north to Yanyun, or went to the East China Sea. The world is so vast, it is very difficult to find someone, but we have to look for him. If Zhao Wumian is him, and he doesn't contact us, we have to go to the capital to look for him."

The little girl sneered, "Why did he contact you? What is the relationship between you two? He can do whatever he wants. It has nothing to do with you and me."

"Hey, didn't I just say something to you? Why are you so petty?"

The little girl ignored her and watched the two of them take a boat to a luxurious pavilion. There was a plaque on the pavilion with "Pingqiu Club" printed in large gold-plated characters.

The mature woman reached behind her, grabbed a sword with a white sheath, stood up, and the surface of the river under the boat caused some ripples.

The little girl looked up at the pavilion and smiled coldly, "How dare the stinky flower-collecting branch steal our things? Do you really think we dare not come to visit us?"

The mature woman didn't say anything.

In and outside the city of Suzhou, rivers of all sizes gave birth to countless boats. Pingqiu Club was the leader of the Gusu boat gang, and both the upper and lower boat gangs in Gusu were headed by it.

Of course, this is only its public identity. Behind the scenes, it is naturally, as the little girl said, a branch of Huanzhen Pavilion.

The guards at the gate of Pingqiuhui were a little surprised to see this mature and beautiful woman coming with a knife, but they were more amazed... What a beautiful woman...

choke----

Blood splattered everywhere and the throat was cut with one blow.

The bustling street suddenly fell silent, followed by screams of terror.

It was the tenth day of the first lunar month. More than 400 people from the Pingqiu Association, the leader of the Suzhou boat gang, were killed by a beautiful woman alone. The blood dyed the sunset glow and the river channel scarlet.


However, this happened in Suzhou, thousands of miles away. The Zhao Wumian they mentioned was currently drinking with his master at the Sword Sect branch.

After Zhao Wumian left the palace, he went to the Sword Sect branch to find Mu Lier and share his insights with his master. The master and the disciple were both in harmony with nature, sharing with each other, confirming each other, and seeking breakthroughs together, which was also a blessing.

However, Mu Lier didn't say much after hearing this. She just went into the kitchen and cooked a table of delicious dishes and invited Zhao Wumian to stay for dinner.

In a branch courtyard of the Sword Sect, the ground was covered in golden color with large tracts of wintersweets planted.

Under the wintersweet tree, Mu Lier had taken off her pure white fox fur coat and was wearing only a spotless white dress. She sat cross-legged under the tree, looking up at the flowers. Beside her was a small table with wine and food.

Zhao Wumian was sitting opposite the small table, shoveling rice from his bowl and occasionally picking up a piece of braised pork from the bowl.

Mu Lier looked at the winter plum for a while, her eyes reminiscing, probably thinking of the past. After a while, she listened to the wolfing down of food beside her, and then she looked at him with a smile, "You are in the palace, how can the emperor let you go hungry?"

"Eating next to the master tastes better."

"Why?"

“I guess there won’t be many opportunities to eat here.”

Mu Lier was slightly stunned, "You knew I was leaving?"

"Senior sister is still in Jin. Master must have been eager to send her back to Yanyun, right?"

Mu Lier was silent for a while, then poured herself a glass of wine. There were a few wintersweets in the wine bowl, floating on the wine and creating some ripples.

"The Prince of Yan did write to me, asking me to send Xiangzhu back to Yanyun as soon as possible, but let's wait until she arrives in the capital. As the elder sister of the Emperor, Xiangzhu will have to come to the capital to celebrate His Majesty's ascension to the throne on behalf of the Prince of Yan."

"She is on her way to the capital?"

Mu Lier nodded slightly, "I will go out of the capital tomorrow to meet you in case of any accidents."

"I am coming too?"

"Isn't Ning Zhongxia still planning something in the capital? I'm afraid you are worried about leaving the capital at this moment, so just stay here and be at ease." Mu Lier smiled.

Zhao Wumian thought about it and it made sense. Ning Zhongxia was a martial arts expert, and now that something like this had happened, he would definitely need help... It was possible that the head of our hall, Tong Congdao, would come to the capital, so although the capital seemed calm at the moment, there were actually undercurrents.

It’s better not to leave Beijing casually.

Mu Lier pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Your problem cannot be rushed. Don't keep pushing it down in your heart. Now that you are a marquis, you should at least enjoy your life. It will also benefit your martial arts. When you reach the stage of unity between man and nature, ordinary hard training will be of little use. If you keep rushing, you will easily go astray. Calm down, observe yourself, and observe the world, then you can seek the truth."

"It's too mysterious to ask, and there's no specific method. The only thing I can do is to practice Yuehua Sword with Miss Su and comprehend the sword's meaning."

"That's why I want you to let it go." Mu Li'er laughed dumbly, then raised her hand and pinched a bunch of wintersweet petals that were falling in the wind, and asked, "What Chief Constable Su said is not wrong about the principle of sword intent. To comprehend the 'intentions' of others is actually to comprehend the martial arts of others, which will naturally be beneficial to the Tao... Will you practice with me?"

"What to practice?" Zhao Wumian was a little surprised.

Mu Lier rolled her eyes in a very charming way, "You are a disciple of my sword lineage. If you don't practice sword, what else can you practice? Spear?"

Practicing spear... Zhao Wumian subconsciously glanced at his master's beautiful and graceful figure, and his mind couldn't help but recall the time when the two of them hugged and rubbed against each other. The purple-clothed girl said that his master was the 'watery' type... He shook his head repeatedly, clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and picked up his sword after finishing the last bite of his meal.

Mu Lier didn't think much about it. She stood up with her hands behind her back, and then waved her hands lightly, and the petals danced in the wind.

Choke————

The long sword at Mu Lier's waist was unsheathed in an instant, and the sword light flashed...but the petals remained the same. Not to mention the petals, not even a gust of sword wind was set off.

Zhao Wumian looked at her in confusion. Mu Lier sheathed her sword and said, "This sword is both a saber and a sword technique. Why is it here?"

Mu Lier raised her finger and pointed at the flower. "It is the flower, the earth, and the sky... If your heart is on the flower, then the sword will be here. If your heart is in the world, then the sword will also be in the world."

"Where the heart is, there the sword is. If one has great ambitions and the ability to embrace the universe, then the sword's power can be integrated into the heaven and earth and go with the flow?" Zhao Wumian guessed.

Mu Lier looked at him with a smile, "This sword has no specific sword moves, but only intentions. It is divided into three levels: 'sense of momentum', 'borrowing momentum', and 'entering momentum'. It's very simple. First, sense it, then borrow it, and finally the sword moves are completely integrated into the world. When you make a move, it can be mysterious and silent, or it can be as powerful as thunder and unstoppable. It all depends on your heart. What you just said is almost right. You really have an extraordinary understanding. Why don't you try it?"

Zhao Wumian thought about it, and then suddenly drew out the sword from his waist.

Wherever the sword passed, countless petals were instantly split in two, and the force of the sword swept away the yellow flowers all over the sky, and many petals fell on Mu Lier's body.

Mu Lier's long hair danced lightly in the wind, and countless petals fell around her, making her look like a mysterious lady among flowers, which made Zhao Wumian look at her sideways.

My master is indeed very beautiful.

Mu Li'er looked serious, wondering whether Zhao Wumian's sword had reached the stage of 'sensing momentum'. Of course, this sword was not that simple. She had not yet explained the various essentials, such as luck and strength. However, Zhao Wumian's sword, which seemed to be swung casually just now, was actually in the general direction of the falling petals... It already had a bit of the flavor of 'taking advantage of momentum'.

After a moment of silence, she raised her eyes and met Zhao Wumian's gaze. She was slightly stunned and subconsciously tucked the hair around her ears, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wumian asked curiously: "Master is so beautiful, and you don't have any love affairs when you travel around the world?"

Mu Lier wanted to say that the greatest bond between the master and you was not the hug that night? Before that, the master had never hugged a man...

But she definitely couldn't tell Zhao Wumian this, and when she thought of what happened that night, she began to feel uncomfortable all over again, so she frowned and changed the subject, "Why? You still want to flatter me? Only that stupid nun Guan Yunshu would fall for it. I'm already 26 years old, so I should practice martial arts well and stop thinking about these nonsense."

"I'm a little curious... and I'm not good at sweet talk with Master."

"It's a good thing to respect teachers, but the teacher is also a woman. It's okay to praise the teacher more. The teacher will be happy too."

Zhao Wumian was surprised to find that Mu Lier actually had some cuteness of a young girl.

Mu Lier didn't want to talk about this topic, or she would think of the embarrassing incident that night, so she came to Zhao Wumian, put her hands on his waist and forearm, and said:
"Your muscles are too stiff. Relax. Although your sword strike just now had a bit of 'taking advantage of the situation', it was purely achieved by your five senses that are in harmony with nature. This is not the sword here. It is just a pseudo-sword."

Mu Lier's hands were very soft, and pressing on Zhao Wumian's body actually felt quite comfortable.

He relaxed his muscles, but Mu Lier frowned, "It's still not relaxed enough... Hey, why are you hard again?"

"The more I try to concentrate, the harder it is to relax..." In fact, it was because Mu Lier was too close to Zhao Wumian. There was a faint fragrance at the tip of her nose, and the ball was almost hitting Zhao Wumian, causing Zhao Wumian's body to tense up.

When it comes to martial arts, Mu Lier obviously doesn't have any thoughts about the relationship between men and women, and looks serious.
"It was the same when I first practiced this sword. Our swordsmanship does not have specific sword moves. It is already the most obscure martial arts of the Sword Sect. That is why there are so few people in our lineage. Don't be nervous. I will teach you the secret formula. Then you can use your five senses of unity of nature and man to feel how my meridians and tendons are relaxed."

As she spoke, Mu Lier directly pulled the back of Zhao Wumian's hand and placed it on her slender waist.

Mu Lier's waist was very slender, so thin that when Zhao Wumian spread out his thumb and index finger, it almost stretched from the left waist to the right waist, but it felt fleshy, with the toughness and elasticity unique to women who practiced martial arts.

Zhao Wumian resisted the urge to pinch her, and his body became even more tense.

"Hmm? Why are you hard again? How can you 'feel the power' when your body is so stiff?"

Zhao Wumian felt that it didn't matter whether he felt the momentum or not. If he continued to touch on it, he would have to "gain momentum" first.

After hearing the formula, he quickly stopped and said, "Now that I know the details of the sword technique, I will think about it later."

Mu Lier raised her eyebrows, "Master is right beside you, what are you thinking about? But it's normal that it's hard to grasp the trick. The sword here is indeed a bit obscure... So, Master will accompany you to comprehend the sword moves."

Mu Lier unsheathed her long sword, and the sword body gently supported Zhao Wumian's sword. She drew her sword slowly with an elegant posture.

Zhao Wumian just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Lier pulling Zhao Wumian's empty hand and placing it on her waist. She said seriously, "Look at the physical state of your master when he draws the sword. Try to imitate him. Don't be distracted."

Seeing that Mu Lier was teaching so seriously, Zhao Wumian naturally didn't want to think about matters between men and women. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and pondered carefully.

The two of them were indeed concentrating on practicing martial arts, but their postures were indeed too ambiguous.

Although Mu Li'er is very tall, she is still a little shorter than Zhao Wumian. At this moment, Zhao Wumian put one hand around her slender waist, and she also put one hand on the back of Zhao Wumian's hand, as if she was nestling in Zhao Wumian's arms. The speed of drawing the sword was slow. Anyone who saw it would be amazed at the tenderness and sweetness of the men and women in the martial arts world... They were flirting.

Outside the villa, someone saw this scene.

The Queen Mother stood outside the door, her beautiful eyes wide open.

Her personal maid Lian Xue was also shocked.

The Queen Mother came here because she felt a little uncomfortable that Zhao Wumian did not come last night.

Now a whole day had passed and it was almost night, but Zhao Wumian had not even gone to Kunning Palace to look for her.

No, I invited you to Kunning Palace last night. I understand that you couldn't come because of His Majesty, but now you haven't come to Kunning Palace to ask a question for the whole day. Is that appropriate? What, do you want me to send someone to invite you again?
Naturally, she was furious, and after asking around, she learned that Zhao Wumian had come to the Sword Sect branch to look for Mu Lier. Mu Lier happened to be her adopted sister, and since they were both there, she left the palace to look for him.

According to etiquette, when the previous emperor passed away, the Empress Dowager should not have left the palace. She had to observe mourning and set an example for the world.

But Luo Chaoyan has a gentle personality. As long as the Queen Mother is in casual clothes and her identity is not discovered, she will leave the palace.

So the Queen Mother took a sedan chair, escorted by several disguised palace masters, and brought Lian Xue to the Sword Sect branch. But in the blink of an eye, she saw Zhao Wumian hugging her sister...

Is this reasonable? Is there any ethics at all?

Isn’t it said that Zhao Wumian is Mu Lier’s apprentice?

How can a disciple hug his master like this? Is he flirting with her sister?
The palace master who followed the empress dowager was also stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and whispered: "This, is this practicing martial arts? I have heard that Master Mu's sword here focuses on intention rather than moves..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the Queen Mother beside him shout angrily: "Zhao Wumian, let go!"

But as soon as the words came out, the Queen Mother realized that she was not a martial arts novice. She was also familiar with Mu Lier's martial arts. This seemed to be a bit like practicing martial arts...

The anger was so loud that the master and disciple stopped and looked back.

The Queen Mother felt guilty and subconsciously shrank her neck, but she still maintained her dignity as the Queen Mother and frowned slightly, "Master and disciple, hugging each other, how can this be allowed?"

(End of this chapter)

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