Minglong

Chapter 206 All are Ah Huan's Wings
At the summit, the Book and Sword Pavilion stands.

The study of the Zihui Mountain sect leader is located at the highest point of the Book and Sword Pavilion. Nangong Ye is away most of the year, so there are no staff inside. Several sword platforms are empty, and the bookshelves are filled with various books.

The white-haired Taoist nun appeared silently at the door, without disturbing her disciples who were studying diligently in the hall, and quietly entered the study.

Seeing the clean and solemn room, she stepped back out to take a closer look, and only after confirming that she hadn't gone to the wrong place did she re-enter, hands on her hips!
After all, this used to be the office of the Qixia Master, where there were spoils from slaying demons and confiscating illegal gains, as well as a complete set of unofficial histories and strange tales.

Now, the bookshelves on all four sides are filled with classics from various religions, and there's a large desk against the wall—a typical Taoist ascetic style. The only thing missing is a sign on the wall that says "The vicissitudes of life are the true path of humanity." Just looking at it makes you feel like you're in a prison cell...

However, several decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and this place no longer belongs to her.

Master Qixia didn't mind the younger generation changing the decorating style; in fact, she thought Nangong's eldest disciple was quite proper, more like a Daoist leader than she was. She quickly went to the bookshelf, took out a book recording important sect affairs to consult, and called out:
"Night Fairy?"

"Hmm~"

A familiar, soft voice sounded from beside me.

Ye Hongshang, dressed in a fiery red dress, stood beside the books with her arms crossed, observing the white-haired little Taoist nun frantically flipping through the pages to cram in knowledge:

"You finally remembered your sister?"

"How could I forget you, sister? I just woke up...wait?"

Master Qixia wanted to explain, but then he frowned and realized that his memory was not right!
She remembered that she went to Zihui Mountain to learn martial arts when she was young. She had mediocre talent but worked very hard. However, she had no way to ascend to immortality. She prayed to heaven for guidance. In a half-dream, half-awake state, she heard a voice say "south".

Then she resolutely descended the mountain and traveled south, without knowing the direction or the purpose, only searching for her 'fairy dream'. She endured countless hardships along the way, until she reached the ends of the earth...

Then I just completely blacked out and couldn't remember anything!

Once her memories returned, she roamed the southern borders, slaying demons and monsters. With an umbrella and a sword in hand, she became a 'fierce bandit' under the guidance of Fairy Ye, plundering the world for her own enrichment and quelling the chaos of the entire Witchcraft Cult...

She regarded Ye Hongshang as an older sister and a mentor, their relationship like that of her only close relative in the world, but she was unclear about where this relationship began, and it seemed that she had forgotten something very important...

Master Qixia frowned as he recalled the events, then briefly examined the patient's physique:
"Am I under a soul-binding curse?"

Ye Hongshang nodded slightly: "Yes, me too. I tried to break it last time, but it seems to be a restriction set by a master, and I can't break it no matter what I do."

"is it?"

How could Master Qixia, the dignified leader of the Taoist sect, be bound by the Soul-Locking Curse? He immediately raised his hand and touched his brow, and a stream of light appeared at his fingertips as he tried to break the restriction.

Then, Master Qixia recalls the past of the Immortal Island and his subsequent choices, while the ghosts simultaneously regain their memories.

The ghost was told to "seal it up, seal it up..." and that the immortal Qixia should also be sealed up.

A human and a ghost stood by the bookshelf, repeating the exact same dialogue seven times!
The scene looked like a maze, and it dragged on for a good 15 minutes...

……

Master Qixia touched his brow with his finger, and it was over in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened. A little puzzled, he withdrew his index finger and looked at it:

"Who is this old devil who did this? Why can't we untie it?"

Ye Hongshang was already used to it:
"What's past is past. If you keep bringing up all the bad things you did in the past, it will only corrupt your resolve. Let's deal with it later."

Immortal Qixia did not believe that there was an old demon on the mountain peak who could seal this fairy so helplessly. She refused to believe it and tried several more times.

The moment the finger was placed on the forehead, it was over, as if nothing had happened!
When Master Qixia realized that he truly could not break the spell, his eyes widened in surprise:
"What an amazing technique! Sister Ye said she tried it last time, but she woke up beforehand?"

"Yes. At the beginning of last month, some tomb raiders accidentally found the Demon-Suppressing Tomb. This guy came and killed the tomb raiders, pulled out the Zheng Lun Sword, and that's when I met him. He then spent another month or so sealing the Demon-Suppressing Coffin..."

Master Qixia listened to what was happening, then, carrying a stack of books, sat down behind the desk.

As a result, Nangong Ye was over 1.8 meters tall, while she was only 1.6 meters tall, and her legs couldn't even touch the ground!
"Hey? This eldest apprentice is really tall..."

Master Qixia didn't seem to care about his dangling legs and continued flipping through the sect's history:
"What exactly is Xie Jinhuan's background? How did he know where I was in seclusion and even came to guard my tomb?"

Ye Hongshang, relying on her 'enviable' tall and straight figure, crossed her arms over her chest, rested her buttocks on the edge of the desk, and revealed her black stockings and red-soled high heels under her skirt:

"He probably had some kind of extraordinary encounter in the south, just like you. There are many reclusive masters in the world, so we can only verify this after you recover."

Qixia Zhenren was very curious and didn't think anyone could act like a great power in front of her. She raised her index finger and touched her brow to unlock the soul spell, wanting to see which old demon was playing a big game.

Not only did they waste a few precious minutes of their lives, but they also ended up with a pen in their hand and several large words written on the paper in front of them:

It's rare to be ignorant!

?

Master Qixia examined the handwriting and realized that he was playing a grand scheme. He finally gave up on unlocking the Soul Curse and instead inquired:
"What exactly is the relationship between this boy, me, and those two girls outside?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Hongshang's captivating eyes revealed a strange glint.

Based on the conversation just now, the relationship between the group is roughly as follows:
Bing Tuozi is Nangong Ye, Qixia Zhenren is her master, and Linghu Qingmo is her disciple...

Hua Ruyue is Bu Yuehua, Lin Wanyi is her apprentice, and Zisu Daxian is her apprentice's junior...

Nangong Ye and Bu Yuehua are still mortal enemies...

Lin Wanyi, Nangong Ye, and Linghu Qingmo were all benefactors Xie Jinhuan couldn't afford to offend. Bu Yuehua had also given him Jiazi Lian, inexpensive medicinal herbs, and so on; she was Wanyi's teacher and also a benefactor.

Therefore, they should all be the wings that help Xie Jinhuan take off!

If it's not discounted...

Ye Hongshang racked her brains for a long time but couldn't figure it out. She gave up and decided to let it go. Ah Huan had her own destiny; interfering would only make her sister resentful later. Her immediate response was:

"He's a person with a special connection to Zihui Mountain. He's been slaying demons and monsters all over the place lately, making a big splash and winning the favor of countless fairies."

"Just treat him like a junior, and treat Nangong Ye and the other girl like outsiders. Don't ask too many questions about children's affairs."

Master Qixia could tell from Xie Jinhuan's appearance and demeanor that he was quite popular with women, so he didn't ask any further questions. He flipped through the sect's history from beginning to end and gained an understanding of the general situation from when they entered the pass until this year.

Master Qixia had been asleep for too long. In fact, before entering the pass, he knew that after he came out, things would likely have changed and all the familiar disciples would have passed away.

But entering the country was just a blink of an eye, and the glorious years feel like they were just yesterday. Now, seeing the names of those who have passed away, I still feel a little sad.

However, the practice of Taoism on the mountain has not changed much.

The mountain-top demon who reigns supreme is still the same few familiar faces.

The top performers of the Daqian platform were also among the younger generation selected back then.

The only variable is that the disciples and descendants of the Corpse Ancestor, after lying dormant for a hundred years, have gradually gained some influence.

Master Qixia, finding no unexpected and earth-shattering changes, intended to put down the sect's history, but upon turning to the latest page, he saw it read:

Xie Jinhuan is in love with Linghu Qingmo, the thirteenth generation descendant. To show his sincerity, he defeats the chief disciple of Fanyun Temple at the Imperial Observatory and thwarts the Buddhist sect's plot to enter Danyang on behalf of Zihui Mountain...

The Snow Eagle Ridge is hosting a martial arts tournament. Zi Hui Mountain, under orders from the Imperial Observatory, is sent to Sanjiang Estuary as the representative of the Taoist sect to monitor the movements of the martial arts world...

?

Master Qixia carefully examined the contents and inquired:

"Is Linghu Qingmo my disciple or my grand-disciple?"

Ye Hongshang blinked: "Grand-disciple is exceptionally beautiful."

"is it?"

Master Qixia picked up the scroll containing the list of disciples and searched through it:
"Entered the sect at six, reached the sixth rank at fourteen, and the fourth rank at eighteen. Upright and incorruptible... Everything else is fine, but his talent is rather ordinary..."

Ye Hongshang was speechless: "This is normal? You're only a seventh-rank at sixteen. Ten people your age could beat you."

“She can’t compare to me. To a normal person, this girl is quite capable, but Xie Jinhuan is only one year older than her and has already reached the first rank. With such a huge difference in talent, if they were to become Daoist partners, they might end up with a black-haired person burying an white-haired person a hundred years later, and might even develop inner demons.”

After Master Qixia finished speaking, he turned to the page for the previous generation of disciples:
"Nangong girl is more like a match for Xie Jinhuan, a handsome man and a beautiful woman..."

"?"

Ye Hongshang's eyes flickered slightly, and he interjected:
"Now that you're the patriarch, a single word from you can be treated as a sacred decree by all the disciples and grand-disciples of the Dan Ding Sect. Since you have this intention, why don't you arrange a match for us?"

Master Qixia was a complete stranger to everyone, only analyzing things from an outsider's perspective. Upon hearing this, he quickly shook his head:
"How can this be? Marriage is based on mutual affection. If I choose Nangong Ye, Linghu Qingmo will hate the old ancestor to death."

"Now that they're already engaged, I, Zihui Mountain, can't hold them back. Take me to meet this girl and see if you can offer some guidance."

Ye Hongshang knew what Qixia Zhenren possessed, but since he had previously used a proxy account to play, he didn't want to be generous with other people's money. Upon hearing this, he flipped out a crystal ball with his left hand, which displayed a picture of Wei Yin's eleven-game winning streak:

"By the way, could you do me a favor and take care of this guy tomorrow?"

Master Qixia frowned and put down the book:
"Look at what you're saying, how distant! You want to wait until tomorrow to deal with the person? Where is that person?"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and ran outside, ready to ask a fellow Daoist for help with her cultivation!

Ye Hongshang quickly stopped him: "Hey! This is a duel! Xie Jinhuan has to win fair and square. We have no grudge against each other. What kind of talk is it if you go and kill him?"

Master Qixia sat back down in his chair, looking slightly troubled.

"A contest? That might be difficult. This person seems to possess divine gifts from all directions, while Xie Jinhuan doesn't have such good fortune. He can't overcome anything with sheer force."

Ye Hongshang said earnestly, "The six hundred years of heritage of Zihui Mountain is no match for the three generations of accumulation of Xueying Ridge?"

Master Qixia understood the meaning and spread his hands, saying:
"The Zheng Lun Sword is in his hands, and he wouldn't even dare to use the umbrella if I gave it to him. The Five Divine Gifts need to be nurtured slowly, and I can't count on them for tomorrow. Cultivation techniques and supernatural powers can't overcome brute force. What else can I give him?"

Ye Hongshang was extremely worried about helping Xie Jinhuan, and after a little thought:
“His style and past are similar to yours. Try to help him open the dragon vein. I feel that he has the same potential as you, but it hasn’t been brought out.”

"is it?"

Master Qixia was skeptical, but said nothing more, jumped off the chair, and walked outside...

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