Minglong

Chapter 337 Handsome guy, who are you?

The next day.

Outside the city, amidst the misty waves, nestled between mountains and vast marshes.

Lu Yan, dressed in a black and yellow Taoist robe, stood on the bank of the rushing river, his gaze sweeping through the heavy rain and mist over the cloud-shrouded mountains and fields, and asked:

"Is Master Kuya certain that Sha Tu has the 'Supreme Response Spirit Manual'?"

Beside him, a monk in coarse linen robes held prayer beads in his hand, speaking in a calm tone:
“This humble monk tracked them here from the Western Regions and once exchanged blows with Sha Tu in the desert. He used the ‘Three Pure Ones Stepping the Dipper’ technique, which has been lost for more than two thousand years and was definitely not taught by a recluse. He may very well be holding a fragment of the ancestral classics of Taoism.”

Upon hearing this, Lü Yan's brows furrowed with seriousness.

There are five major schools of thought in the world today. Throughout history, there has been more than one patriarch who summarized the doctrines of various schools and redefined the standards of practice for each sect.

As the last patriarch of the righteous path, Wu Zu's "Longxiang Fuying Jue" is still kept in the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty. In fact, both Taoism and Buddhism also have two ancestral classics, "Taishang Yingling Jue" and "Yingzhao Bodhi Jing", which contain and organize all the cultivation methods of the ancient sages.

In addition, the Corpse Ancestor also compiled a book called "Zhu Man Si Wu Jing", which recorded various paths of the witch religion. Nowadays, sects such as Queyue Manor have actually been influenced by the Corpse Ancestor in their cultivation methods, and some even directly adopted this ancestral book. However, due to the chaos of the witch religion, this ancestral book has been destroyed, and only a few fragments remain in the world.

Although Taoism and Buddhism were not destroyed, they are too ancient. The things compiled by our ancestors have gradually been scattered and lost over time. They are now divided into countless fragments, which are stored by various sects.

Sword cultivators like Kongkong Daoren possess unique skills from ancient Taoist sects, but these skills have been completely lost by the contemporary Northern and Southern Taoist sects. To regain mastery of such supernatural abilities, one must either wait for a sect leader with comprehension comparable to the Corpse Ancestor to appear, or one can only conduct archaeological research, search for fragments of these ancient techniques, and then comprehend them on one's own.

As the head of the Five Spirits Mountain Sect, Lü Yan actually possessed a fragment of a scroll within the sect, the contents of which were roughly about the 'construction and application of fire magic'. As a result, the fire magic of the Five Spirits Mountain Sect was known for its domineering nature. However, in other aspects, such as teleportation and other supernatural abilities, they could only share the Ten Thousand Mile Divine Travel Spell with the Dan Ding Sect.

If one could obtain the "Three Pure Ones Stepping the Dipper" technique that shrinks the earth to an inch, or even the "Palm-sized Cave Heaven" or other immortal techniques, then it would be no surprise that Mount Wuling could dominate the Taoist sect. Putting aside everything else, just take the "Palm-sized Cave Heaven" for example. Legend has it that the ancient Taoist patriarchs could conjure up a small cave heaven on their person and store all sorts of things inside. They would seem to be carrying nothing when they went out, but when a fight broke out, they would pull out magical treasures from their crotches. Just thinking about it is terrifying.

However, only ancestral-level immortals can master this kind of immortal technique. As establishing a sect and becoming an ancestor became a luxury, this supernatural power was lost like a dragon-slaying skill. There are rumors that the Old Demon of Qixia knew a little bit of it, but no one knows the truth.

Now that he has received news of the ancestral scripture fragments again, and that they are related to the 'Earth of the Five Elements', Lü Yan will definitely want to get his hands on them.

After all, he couldn't catch the fire magic artifact hitting him on the head, and then he couldn't catch the immortal-grade cultivation technique hitting him on the head either. So, is he supposed to be a laughing stock?

Thinking of this, a surge of fighting spirit welled up in Lü Yan's heart, and he asked:

"Is that old man Sha Tu hiding in this area?"

The monk Kuya turned his prayer beads, a solemn expression on his face.
"Sha Tu is deeply sinful and fears being killed by Yanbo City, so he only dares to hide outside the city. If he wants a divine opportunity, he cannot be slower than others. In history, half of the opportunities have appeared in the three places of Dragon Emperor Cave, Dragon Ridge, and Sea Sacrifice Platform. Sha Tu is likely hiding in one of these three places so that he can arrive in time. However, this area is no less than a thousand miles long, and this humble monk has no trace of him. I have heard that Master Lü is good at the art of observing qi and divination, so this humble monk would like to ask Master Lü to help him once."

Lu Yan stroked his beard, exuding boundless pride:

"Slaying demons and eliminating evil is the duty of the Daoist sect. Why use such polite words as 'please'? As long as we are certain that old man Sha Tu is in this area, give me three days and I will surely be able to find this thief!"

……
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three days later.

The entire Dragon Bone Beach was calm and peaceful, with nothing happening except for the ceaseless spring rain that irrigated the mountains and the land.

Yanbo City has become accustomed to the rainy season, and there has been no flooding within the city. Meanwhile, more and more soldiers are arriving from all over the world, causing congestion on the main city streets.

Inside the Moonlit Pavilion, the tea, which had been changed countless times, was laid out on the table. On the painting table were several newly written calligraphy and paintings, one of which was a three-and-a-half-line poem: "Dark clouds roll like ink, yet fail to obscure the mountains..."

Ye Yunchi stood by the window, sword in hand, his gaze piercing through the drizzling rain as he looked towards the inn in the distance. Three days of waiting had left his face furrowed in worry, his mind a jumble of thoughts as he pondered:

Are you overthinking it?

Even if you're overthinking things, you wouldn't stay indoors for three days and three nights. Just because the window in the third room on the second floor wasn't open, you can guess which room you're staying in...

Could it be that the locust venom hasn't been completely neutralized...?

Breaking news! The master of Blood Rain Pavilion has died after three days of violent self-pleasure at an inn in Misty Waves City...

"..."

Ye Yunchi blinked. Although he felt that this young man had extraordinary composure and could not possibly do such a shocking thing!
But as time went on, I started to get a little worried...

As dawn broke and the boy still hadn't appeared, Ye Yunchi thought for a moment, then went downstairs and headed towards the inn.

The streets were bustling with people, and passersby could be seen chatting idly, talking about all sorts of random, unrelated rumors.

"Have you heard? The Blood Rain Pavilion has inside information and knows exactly where the Azure Dragon Divine Gift appeared this time..."

"Impossible, right? There's been no movement from Yanbo City, how could they have known first..."

"That's why they say they have extraordinary abilities..."

……

Ye Yunchi came to Dragon Bone Beach this time to obtain the Azure Dragon's Gift, but he knew that the chances were slim. He was more interested in getting the family heirloom. Hearing this news along the way, he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he went to deal with sect affairs?

I haven't seen him go out these past few days...

After walking for a while, Ye Yunchi arrived at the inn. As he went up the stairs, he saw a rather intelligent white hawk perched on a table in the lobby, with freshly sliced ​​mutton in front of it and a waiter serving it.
"Have you had your fill, sir? Would you like another plate of small silver fish as a side dish?"

“Gujiguji…”

"Alright! A plate of small silver fish!"

……

Ye Yunchi thought that the eagle's owner was really lazy, letting his spirit pet eat like this. Wouldn't it get fat as a ball in the future?
However, since it didn't concern her, she didn't pay much attention and went upstairs alone towards the room whose window hadn't been opened for three days. Before she even reached the door, she heard several sounds coming from inside:

boo~
rustling...

The sound of pulling out a cork and putting on clothes...

?

Ye Yunchi didn't quite understand why the two voices were connected. He slowly walked to the door, intending to listen carefully, when he discovered:

wow~
The door opened, and a young swordsman dressed in martial arts attire flashed out, then slammed the door shut with lightning speed.

Because she was leaning in to eavesdrop, the other person suddenly appeared, almost bringing her face to the man's. Seeing this, she quickly took a half step back.

"Senior Ye, what brings you here?"

"I...huh?"

As Ye Yunchi spoke, he raised his eyes and was surprised to find that the man in front of him, although dressed in ordinary martial arts clothes, had his long hair, which was originally covered by a bamboo hat, now draped over his back. His face, which was tanned dark, was now as smooth as jade. His features were generally similar, but seemed more three-dimensional. His already bright eyes had turned into captivating, starry, and cold pools, as if he were a handsome man who had stepped out of a book...

? ?
Who are you, handsome?

Ye Yunchi was visibly taken aback, initially thinking he had mistaken someone for someone else, but the clothes, demeanor, and eyes couldn't lie. He immediately lifted the veil to examine the person closely, and said blankly:

"How did you manage to disguise yourself like this?"

"Uh……"

"I already said I don't think you're unattractive. Going to all that effort to dress up like this, what's the difference between you and a woman putting on a couple of ounces of powder? Anyone can tell it's fake. How could the real person look so ethereal..."

As they spoke, Ye Yunchi curiously reached out and pinched Xie Jinhuan's nose, wanting to see what method he had used to implant it.

The result was a soft, smooth texture with clearly defined bone structure, but no signs of facial swelling due to the lack of vital energy filling the face...?
Xie Jinhuan had been so engrossed in carving that he had almost forgotten his own name. If it weren't for A Piao yelling at him, he wouldn't have even realized what had happened. Now, with Senior Sister Naigua pinching his nose, he felt a little embarrassed and laughed:

"When you're out and about, you always have to dress up to avoid attracting attention. Hmm... Senior Ye, are you satisfied this time?"

Ye Yunchi was not only satisfied, but also completely disbelieving that this could be a natural face.

Not only is she flawless in appearance, but she is also learned, accomplished, and fluent in poetry and prose. Moreover, she is upright, resolute, and speaks eloquently. What kind of top-notch modeling and top-notch numerical values ​​does she possess?
Ye Yunchi scrutinized him carefully. His bone structure was flawlessly perfect. She then pinched his ear and cheek to confirm it wasn't makeup. Only then did a hint of surprise appear in her eyes, and she uttered:
"I've already said I don't care about looks; what's important for a man is talent. But seeing you like this is quite surprising..."

Perhaps not wanting to dwell on appearances, Ye Yunchi pressed her wrist to take her pulse, asking like a female teacher:
"How are you feeling? Has the snake venom been expelled?"

"I'm mostly recovered, thank you for your concern, senior..."

Ye Yunchi was about to nod, but after carefully taking Xie Jinhuan's pulse, he discovered that Xie Jinhuan showed signs of significant depletion of vital energy. This condition usually occurs after severe injury and significant blood loss, or excessive sexual activity...

?

Ye Yunchi blinked, recalling the guess that 'excessive masturbation led to a violent death,' and wanted to look into the room again:
"How did you expel it?"

Xie Jinhuan knew that Senior Sister Naigua was well-educated and conservative, and would probably find the idea of ​​cohabitation before marriage indecent, let alone the violent act of riding in a double-dealing car. So, she simply blocked the doorway.
"I've been in seclusion for a few days practicing internal energy cultivation, so my room is a bit messy and not suitable for receiving guests. Senior Ye, would you like to wait downstairs? I'll come down as soon as I'm done tidying up."

"..."

Ye Yunchi was quite curious, and even suspected that Miss Lin was also in the room.

However, the venom of the venomous snake is almost incurable. As long as one maintains a proper character in public, it is understandable to act expediently in private when things are urgent. Therefore, she did not point it out. After nodding slightly, she turned and went downstairs.

Tread...  

Xie Jinhuan watched with a smile as Senior Sister Naigua left. Only after her figure disappeared did he breathe a sigh of relief and quickly slip back inside...

(End of this chapter)