One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 139: 138: A Famous Story in the Mountain
Zhao Fuyun was surprised and unexpected about Xu Yacheng's death.

After all, the Xu family does have roots in Tiandu Mountain.

Although Master Xun didn't seem to care about Xu Yacheng's death, Zhao Fuyun still asked, "Why didn't the Xu family send anyone to protect him?"

"Xu Shiqin was there to protect him, but Lan Hui attacked head-on and had a fierce battle with Xu Qin, while someone assassinated Xu Yacheng from the side."

After listening to Xun Lanyin's explanation, he couldn't help but be even more surprised and said, "Then how could Lan Hui be Xu Qin's opponent?"

"The Lan family's inheritance is quite mysterious. Lan Shaoxun must have passed the inheritance to Lan Hui." Xun Lanyin said casually.

Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but think in his heart that Xu Yacheng didn't even know how to hide himself when Xu Qin was fighting with others. He really deserved to die.

He couldn't help but think that Master Xun had the opportunity to kill Lan Hui when she was in Zhennan Pass of the Lan family. He believed that Master Xun could definitely do it at that time, but she didn't, and just took himself and Ma Sanhu away.

Moreover, it was taken back directly to Tiandu Mountain, which was taken over by the Xu family. When he heard the news, he felt that the Xu family was reaping the credit. The hard bones and big meat in the front had been bitten off, and the back only needed someone with long sleeves and good dancing to go there and win over the hearts of the local noble families. From then on, Tiandu Mountain would gain a foothold there.

But blessing and disaster often go hand in hand.

He couldn't help but glance at Master Xun and asked carefully, "Master Xun, did you know that the Xu family would take over Guangyuan Prefecture?"

"Master Xu has entered the world and worked hard to promote the use of Guangyuan Prefecture. How could he not want to take over Guangyuan Prefecture?" Xun Lanyin glanced at him, stood up, and said lightly.

She came to the window, from where she could just see a flowering tree in the yard.

The roots of the flower tree were white, but they looked as if they had grown for many years, being constantly cut off and constantly sprouting new buds.

Among the sparse green branches on the stem, there was a branch with red flowers, which looked very much like the color of the Taoist hat on Master Xun's head.

This thought flashed through Zhao Fuyun’s mind.

But he quickly withdrew his thoughts. Master Xun's analysis said that he knew that the Xu family would definitely want to take over Guangyuan Prefecture.

So did Master Xun keep Lan Hui on purpose?

He thought about it and felt that Master Xun was not the kind of person who was good at scheming. He only did things that were in line with his own nature.

She would not kill Lan Hui because Lan Hui had not done anything to harm Tiandu Mountain at that time, and Tiandu Mountain was not the kind of sect that would easily kill an entire family.

So, everything is so natural.

Who can say anything from here?

He couldn't help but think of a word: Tao follows nature.

He didn't know whether Master Xun was angry about the Xu family plotting against him everywhere, but he was sure that Master Xun was definitely not the kind of person who could not see the crisis. For example, when he went to Guangyuan Prefecture, she protected him in secret.

"For a cultivator, cultivation is the most important thing. You can go to Wuliangyuan to inquire about the background of the person you are looking for. However, if you will pass by Mount Li during this trip, please visit someone on Mount Li for me." Xun Lanyin said.

Zhao Fuyun was a little surprised that someone was visiting people on behalf of Xun Lanyin. He felt that with Xun Lanyin's cold and arrogant personality, it would be difficult for her to have friends.

Before he could ask who this person was, Xun Lanyin said, "Her name is Jin Xiuzhi. She is a friend I met when I went down the mountain to travel. She has a gentle personality and is considerate. It has been more than 20 years since we last met."

Xun Lanyin rarely expressed a sigh.

"Master Xun, why don't you go and meet him in person?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Actually, there's nothing much to say. By the way, please help me bring this jade flute to her. It was dropped after you fought with the Fengyu Mountain disciple outside Guangyuan Prefecture. I refined it again. She likes rhythm and is good at playing the flute. I haven't seen her for many years, so I don't want to go empty-handed."

As Xun Lanyin spoke, she took down a jade flute hanging on the wall. After Zhao Fuyun took it, he thought it was very delicate and beautiful.

There were several spiritual characters on it, and after he saw them, he actually recognized them.

"Da Yin Xi Sheng!"

"You go, if..." Xun Lanyin stopped and said, "It's okay, you go."

Zhao Fuyun was confused and didn't ask any more questions.

After exiting Lanyin Cottage, he felt something in his heart, and his body, which had been flying normally in the air, suddenly glowed with light, and his entire body seemed to dissipate in the light, and a golden crow divine bird could be vaguely seen appearing.

As soon as the Golden Crow God appeared, he turned into a rainbow light and disappeared in the wind and clouds. In the blink of an eye, he had landed on Jiguana Ridge.

He was delighted and felt that this escape method was tailor-made for him.

I couldn't help but think again that I had just forgotten to ask Master Xun what kind of magical treasures were on Tiandu Mountain.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he did not go to Wuliang Courtyard, but practiced magic here.

Especially the "Golden Crow Divine Light Escape Technique", the more he practiced, the more proficient he became, and he no longer had to transform it into fire and then light as he did in the beginning.

He knew very well that the escape technique was used not only to speed up the journey, but also to save his life. The speed of casting the technique must be fast, and he must not be killed when he was about to escape. One advantage of this hilltop was that he could practice the escape technique to his heart's content.

He didn't care that others could see him from afar. He was so excited that he just leaped back and forth in the void and turned into light. People who saw him from afar would see him suddenly fly up like a golden bird and fly away naturally.

At first, he couldn't control the distance, but slowly he was able to master it. However, the escape technique consumed a lot of energy, and after only six times, he was exhausted.

When he was sitting on the top of the mountain meditating and visualizing that all the light and clouds in the vast void were entering his body, two sword lights flew towards him.

One sword light is grand and dazzling, the other is thin and agile.

One of the two men was wearing a gray robe, and the other was wearing a green robe. Both were alone, with only a ray of sword light surrounding them.

It looked like they often practiced sword skills in this sea of clouds. Zhao Fuyun attracted their attention because he was practicing escape techniques.

"But Junior Brother Zhao Fuyun?" The tall young man in gray robe stretched out his hand in the air, and the sword light floating around him like a feather was pinched between his fingers.

The other one stood in the void, looking at Zhao Fuyun.

"Senior brother, thank you for your courtesy. How do you recognize me?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Haha, you are practicing here. The flames are gathering. Anyone who is not blind can see it. They can know that it is you here just by asking. However, I know your name because I heard that your junior brother had a life-and-death battle with someone in Guangyuan Prefecture. It is said that his magic was gorgeous and unrestrained. With a wave of his big sleeves, no matter how fast the opponent's sword flew, he could not get close to you." The other party said cheerfully.

But no matter how cheerful he looked, Zhao Fuyun could tell that he wanted to give it a try.

After all, the other party was a swordsman, someone who majored in swordsmanship. When he heard that there was someone who could block the flying sword with just a pair of sleeves, how could he not want to see it for himself?

Seeing the two of them eager to try, Zhao Fuyun sighed and said, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood, Senior Brother. He is just a kid from a small family. How can his sword-controlling ability compare to that of the two Senior Brothers?"

"The sword lights of the two brothers just now were condensed and pure. They must have practiced authentic swordsmanship. How can they be compared with those swordsmanship that can only be performed by controlling a sword!"

Zhao Fuyun's words seemed to touch the heart of the other party, who couldn't help but laugh and said, "Well said, a man who practices swordsmanship needs to refine his own sword and nurture his spirit before he can achieve initial success. They are just controlling the treasure."

Zhao Fuyun felt that what he said made sense. At that time, he did not choose to practice swordsmanship because he felt that the real swordsmanship was extremely demanding to practice, and it was extremely difficult to forge a good sword.

Not only are the materials needed for the sword blank expensive, but the amount of spiritual medicine required for the subsequent refining is also unknown, so those who truly practice the way of the sword must be from a wealthy family.

"May I ask your names, two senior brothers?" Zhao Fuyun asked with a fist salute.

"You don't know us?" The man's eyes widened. This man's eyes were indeed very big. Among the people he knew, only the one with the nickname "Big Eyes" in Wu Ze could compare to him.

"Senior brother, I seldom go out in the mountains on weekdays, and I just returned to the mountains recently, so I don't know how famous you are." Zhao Fuyun said with some apology.

"It's okay, it's okay. My name is Hao Chunfeng, and his name is Shi Huichun. This time in Nanling, we fought five or six battles with the people of Qianshan Country, and we earned the name of "Spring and Cold Twin Swords."

The other party smiled, as if he didn't take the title seriously, but he still seemed to have a sense of pride.

However, Zhao Fuyun felt that what he was proud of was not his reputation, but the fact that he made his enemies remember him.

Shi Huichun, on the other hand, said nothing.

"Junior Brother Zhao, have you just come down from Tiandu Mountain?" Hao Chunfeng said, looking at the stargazing arena behind Zhao Fuyun.

"Why do you say that, Senior Brother Hao?" Zhao Fuyun asked back.

"I heard that my junior brother had returned a long time ago, but there has been no one on this mountain for a long time. I came back today and saw that your escape method is mysterious and unusual. I have never seen it before. You must have gone to Tiandu Mountain to pass on the secret method." Hao Chunfeng said.

"Senior Brother Hao's sword light is vast and yet silent. Senior Brother Shi's sword light is like silk, agile and mysterious. When it passes through the air, it is like silver silk embroidered clouds. If I am not mistaken, it is also inherited from the mountains." Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Haha, of course. It is because of the inherited secret swordsmanship that we practice swordsmanship in this sea of clouds. Junior brother, you must compete with me to see whether your escape technique is faster or our sword escape is faster." Hao Chunfeng asked with a smile.

"Brother, I am exhausted and just about to enter into meditation to practice. I will not disturb you two brothers from practicing sword skills." Zhao Fuyun said with a smile.

"Okay, let's perform together when we have time." After Hao Chunfeng finished speaking, he swung his sword and flew into the distant sky.

Shi Huichun, who had been standing in the void without setting foot on the mountain, nodded at Zhao Fuyun and followed closely behind him.

Looking at the two sword lights going away, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the sword immortal is really handsome.

He couldn't help but think of the 'Taixu Qiankun Sleeve' that he had reorganized in the mountains. This technique was truly mysterious and unpredictable. Unfortunately, he could only perform the first level.

I have to practice well and strive to reach a higher level. In the future, when I meet those who practice swordsmanship, I can wave my sleeves to block the sword light.

He sat among the stars on the top of the mountain, feeling the spiritual light from the void entering his body.

I saw the glow on his body was dim, no longer as fiery as before.

And there seemed to be a little bit of light, penetrating into his body from nothingness.

(End of this chapter)