Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 149: Master Yuxu and Master Dingchan

Divine Weapon Villa, Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Gu Mo and Gu Chudong followed Nangong Yuexi out.

Nangong Yuexi's face was filled with worry and she was in a bad mood, but she still said politely to Gu Mo and Gu Chudong, "Master Gu, Lady Gu, I will arrange accommodation for you two now. My father is too obsessed with weapons. It seems that he will not come out of seclusion for a while. You two will have to wait a little longer."

Gu Mo bowed and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so much."

Just now in the underground palace, Nangong Qun had made it clear that the fusion of Bingpo and the Gou Chen Demon Sword would not be a matter of one or two days, especially since Nangong Qun was an aspiring weapon-making master who would demand even greater perfection, so it would take even longer.

So, for the time being, they really need to live in Shenbing Villa.

Nangong Yuexi smiled slightly and said, "It is a blessing for Shenbing Villa that you two live here."

Gu Chudong felt very guilty and said, "Fairy Nangong, I'm so sorry. If we hadn't brought the Gou Chen Sword, your father wouldn't have gone into seclusion at this time and wouldn't have sent you off to marry. I'm so sorry!"

Nangong Yuexi looked helpless, gently holding her forehead and said, "What are you talking about, Miss Gu? How can I blame you? In fact, I know in my heart that with my father's character, he is capable of doing such a thing. When I invited the two of you to Shenbing Villa, I was already mentally prepared for this.

I also understand my father. The so-called weapon with soul has been his lifelong pursuit. Now that he is old, the chance of him being able to create such a magical weapon is becoming increasingly slim. Now, his dream has come true.

As for my wedding, it won't have much of an impact. My master, the ancestor, and the palace master are all on their way and should be here the day after tomorrow. So my wedding banquet won't be left without someone to preside over it."

Gu Chudong said with a smile: "Then we will share in your joy!"

Nangong Yuexi said, "It is a great honor for me to have you two attend my coming-of-age banquet!"

……

As night fell, a group of people appeared in a market town outside Qingzhou City, causing a sensation. It was a team of women, dozens of people in the group, all of them were extremely beautiful women, attracting the attention of people in the town. However, no matter whether they were merchants or unruly martial artists, no one dared to speak rudely, let alone approach them and talk to them.

Because this group of people are disciples of Xuannv Palace, the leading martial arts sect in Qingzhou.

Everyone in the martial arts world could guess that the group of people from Xuannv Palace came to Qingzhou City to attend the coming-of-age banquet of Nangong Yuexi, one of the ten fairies of Xuannv Palace.

Moreover, there are rumors in the martial arts world that this time not only Nangong Yuexi's master, the Grand Elder of Xuannv Palace will be present, but even the Palace Master of Xuannv Palace will appear in person. There are also rumors that the Grand Elder of Xuannv Palace, Yuxu Zushi, who has not appeared for many years, will be present in person.

There are two masters recognized by the martial arts world in Xuannv Palace. One is Yan Xianmei, the founder of Yuxu, who ranks fourth on the Qingzhou Tianbang, and the other is Su Yunjiao, the master of Xuannv Palace, who ranks ninth on the Qingzhou Tianbang.

There are rumors that the Grand Elder of Xuannv Palace, Mu Baifeng, the master of Nangong Yuexi and Lin Qixia, also known as Lingqu Sanren in the martial arts world, is actually not weaker than the Palace Master of Xuannv Palace. It's just that because he is not the Palace Master, his reputation is small and he is not included in the Heavenly Ranking.

Of course, there is no way to verify whether the rumors in the martial arts world are true or false, and it is impossible for Mu Baifeng and Palace Master Su Yunjiao to fight to compete for supremacy over some rumors in the martial arts world.

now,

A group of disciples from Xuannv Palace came to an inn in the center of the town.

This inn had already been booked in advance by a disciple who was responsible for navigating the advance.

When several carriages stopped, the crowd of onlookers instantly became excited, because, just as the rumors said, not only did the Lingqu Wanderer Mu Baifeng and the Xuannv Palace Master Su Yunjiao come, but the Yuxu Patriarch who had not appeared in the world for many years actually came.

Although Mu Baifeng and Su Yunjiao are both in their forties or fifties, they have strong internal strength and the ability to maintain their youthful appearance. They look no different from other women in their early twenties, with a calm temperament.

The two men supported Master Yuxu and slowly walked down from the carriage.

Yan Xianmei, the founder of Yuxu, was already in her seventies, her hair awash in white. Her high bun, adorned only with a simple jade hairpin, evoked a simple elegance. Her face was thin, yet wrinkle-free. Her eyes, like a bottomless pool, held a calm yet majestic presence that made one dare not look directly at her.

Just as Yan Xianmei entered the inn, she suddenly stopped. Amidst the disciples' confusion, she slowly turned around and looked at the people coming and going on the long street. From a distance, she noticed an old monk at the entrance of a small alley.

At that moment, Yan Xianmei's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Third brother!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Yan Xianmei, then turned and left.

"Third Brother!"

Yan Xianmei yelled and took a swift step forward. Her figure was as light as willow catkins and as elusive as a firefly. Everyone saw nothing but a flash before their eyes, and before they could react, Yan Xianmei had vanished from the spot. Where she had stood, only a few fallen leaves, lifted by her, were still drifting down.

For a moment, many Xuannv Palace disciples looked at each other in confusion.

Only Su Yunjiao and Mu Baifeng had some guesses and invited all the disciples into the inn.

And at this moment,
Yan Xianmei was chasing the old monk into a quiet alley.

The old monk walked slowly, clearly very slowly, yet Yan Xianmei couldn't catch up even with her exquisite Qing Gong skills. As she chased him, Yan Xianmei angrily said, "Third brother, are you testing my skills? If you run away again, we'll never see each other again."

Yan Xianmei has a head full of white hair and is over seventy years old. Although she is the supreme elder of Xuannv Palace and a master of the martial arts world who is above everyone else, she seems to be acting like a spoiled child at this moment.

The old monk stopped, turned slowly, put his hands together and bowed, saying, "Donor Yan, long time no see."

If there were people from the martial arts world here, they would definitely recognize that this old monk was the famous Qingzhou's number one martial arts master, the number one expert on the Heavenly Ranking, the abbot of Guangming Temple, Master Dingchan, and also the ancient painting boy who was ranked third among the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou and caused a sensation in the Qingzhou martial arts world forty years ago.

Yan Xianmei walked up to Master Dingchan, her eyes red. She raised her fist and pounded it hard on his chest, saying, "Now that you've entered the Buddhist monastery, are you unwilling to even call me 'Fifth Sister'? Since you've resolutely entered the Buddhist monastery, you should have let go of everything. But you don't dare to face it calmly. If you don't even dare to call me 'Fifth Sister', how can you let go? How can you say that your six senses are pure?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Dingchan looked down at Yan Xianmei and said, "Of course I haven't let go, because you, Benefactor Yan, haven't let go either. I sense that fate has determined that a calamity will befall you. If you let go, I will naturally let go, and I'll be able to overcome the calamity."

Yan Xianmei said in a deep voice, "What does Third Brother want me to let go of?"

"Let go of the past, let go of the present."

Master Dingchan said, "Donor Yan, you are already over seventy years old. What else can you not let go of, including the past grudges and hatreds, and the current fame and fortune in the martial arts world? Donor Yan, why do you have to stir up another bloody storm in the martial arts world?"

Yan Xianmei was silent for a long moment, then said, "Third brother, this isn't something I can decide. The Jiujiang League and the Heavenly Blade Sect are rapidly rising, and Qingzhou is now a three-way battle. The imperial court won't allow this situation to continue for long.

My Xuannv Palace has been the leader of the martial arts world for twenty or thirty years. In your words, it is a disaster. If we don't take the initiative to respond to the disaster, we will disappear quietly. I can hide and let it go, but what about the thousands of disciples of Xuannv Palace?
"Third brother, Xuannv Palace is not like your Guangming Temple. Your Guangming Temple is a place of seclusion, where you quietly recite Buddhist scriptures and don't get involved in the disputes of the martial arts world. It's not part of the martial arts world, so naturally you can stay away and be open. But Xuannv Palace is different. Now, Xuannv Palace has reached a point where it will perish if it doesn't win. I don't want to provoke disputes in the martial arts world, but disputes have come to me."

Master Dingchan said slowly, "When I left the temple, I was thinking of trying to persuade you, Benefactor Yan. However, I just saw you from a distance and left without saying goodbye. This is because I realized that persuasion was useless, so I didn't want to bother you."

Yan Xianmei was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why are you here, Third Brother?"

"I came here because of the Gou Chen Demon Blade." Master Dingchan asked, "Does Donor Yan have any connection to this blade?"

Yan Xianmei shook her head slightly and said, "The appearance of this sword has nothing to do with me. Back then, after my eldest brother's death, the Gou Chen Demon Sword disappeared. I guess it might have fallen into the hands of my sixth brother. Although his weapon-casting technique was taught by my eldest brother, he said that my sixth brother has a greater talent for weapon-casting than he does, and is even more obsessed and persistent.

So, when my eldest brother passed away and the Gou Chen Demon Blade disappeared, I immediately guessed that my sixth brother had taken it. It was made of Qilin scales. How many better weapon-casting materials could there be in the world? My sixth brother was obsessed with weapon-casting, so how could he not be tempted?

However, although I guessed it, I didn't stop him. After that, Sixth Brother disappeared without saying goodbye. Over the years, I have tried to find him, but I couldn't find him. I even suspected he was dead. This time, the Gou Chen Demon Blade suddenly appeared in the world, and I realized that Sixth Brother had never given up on the Gou Chen Demon Blade. Now it seems that he has succeeded.

Master Dingchan said, "So, the extermination of the Changmei Sword Sect, the Golden Knife Sect, and the Chen family has nothing to do with you, Benefactor Yan?"

Yan Xianmei angrily said, "Third brother, what do you mean? Although I've always been obsessed with fame and fortune, I wouldn't go so far as to wipe out the entire family of my sworn brothers, right? Besides, what's the point of annihilating all three of their families?"

"That's good." Master Dingchan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This time, the sudden appearance of the Gou Chen Demon Sword has made me feel uneasy. Then I heard about the annihilation of the whole family, so I decided to take action. I went down the mountain and investigated along the way. I found that there seemed to be someone behind the White Shadow Donor, but my investigation was unsuccessful."

Yan Xianmei frowned and said, "So, you suspect that I'm the one behind Bai Ying's actions?"

Master Dingchan nodded slightly.

"It wasn't me," Yan Xianmei said. "Seventh Brother... Bai Ying fell into the devil's way, and I personally destroyed his martial arts. He resents me so much, how could he possibly listen to my orders?"

"But, when you crippled his martial arts back then, you were actually saving him."

"But he doesn't know, and I don't want to tell him more."

Master Dingchan was silent for a while, then asked, "What about Donor Qi Miaoxuan?"

Yan Xianmei sighed slightly and said, "I didn't kill him. I wanted to ask Lao Jiu for help, but then Ye Jinglan suddenly showed up and slaughtered the entire Tingsong Villa without a care in the world. When my people arrived, they only found Lao Jiu's body."

Master Dingchan looked at Yan Xianmei, sighed slightly, and said, "Since that's the case, Benefactor Yan, I'll take my leave."

After saying this, Master Dingchan put his hands together, bowed, then turned and left.

Yan Xianmei looked at Master Dingchan's back, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Third Brother, can I still hear you call me Fifth Sister?"

"The day you let go, I will naturally let go."

Yan Xianmei stood there, sighed softly, and slowly turned and left.

At the same moment,

Master Dingchan stopped walking, shook his head slightly, and sighed, "You're already so old, but you still can't escape the temptation of fame and fortune!"

(End of this chapter)