Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 109 The True Demon's Thoughts and the Celestial Master's Creation
The sun is in the center, and the wooden boat turns around.

The turbulent waters flow at the confluence of the three rivers, creating a roaring sound as they surge across the Xiang and Han rivers.

The fishing lights on the bow of the boat swayed in the wind as the boat headed south. There was no doubt that Yun Caiwen stood in the distance, his eyes filled with a vacant light.

Yin Gui Elder Wen Caiting looked at her with a strange and slightly disdainful gaze.

It seems to be saying: This person is also someone to be wary of?
"Is Caiwen overthinking this?"

“When I first entered the martial arts world, juniors like me were still learning to speak. There was no need for you to be so cautious, not even willing to get on a boat.”

Wen Caiting's voice carried a hint of assertiveness.

As she spoke, she gently swayed her hair, exuding boundless charm. Her bewitching skills and illusions were enough to form a powerful array in conjunction with the Heavenly Demon Art, and she was also proficient in the art of sexual cultivation, making her extremely powerful.

Judging from her appearance, she was no more than twenty-five years old, with fair skin, rosy cheeks, and captivating eyes.

"However, this kid is quite honest, and his looks are so handsome that I like him. The Taoist arts are truly amazing. When we get to Xiangyang, I'll have to try them out."

She licked her scarlet lips with her tongue, somewhat impatiently.

Yun Caiwen frowned slightly: "We must not be careless."

"If it were nothing special, how could Yang Zhen and the others be willing to submit? Even with the Taiping Hongbao, it would be absolutely impossible."

When she spoke of the four characters "Taiping Hongbao," her tone was rather indifferent.

After all, the Yin Gui Sect possessed the Heavenly Demon Strategy, so they didn't find the newly emerged Fifth Wonder Book particularly remarkable.

Wen Caiting sneered: "The secret techniques of the Daoist sect can break the evil spirits of the Xieji Sect. Now that the Xieji Sect has taken over Champion City, the forces in Nanyang are filled with unease and naturally flock to him."

"What's so hard to understand?"

"Once we get to Xiangyang, we'll question him carefully. If he wants to live, he can only become my male concubine. What's there to worry about? He won't obey."

Yun Caiwen sighed softly: "The Sect Master has not yet returned. Senior Sister, you should not make decisions so rashly. The matter of the Evil Extreme Sect has not been resolved yet. Provoking the Daoist sect will only cause more trouble. Besides, this person has a master and an old Celestial Master behind him."

“His disciple has been captured by us. If he gathers his Taoist friends, we will be attacked from two sides. Although we are not afraid, it will not be conducive to the sect leader’s grand plan.”

Wen Caiting shook her head:
"Although the Taoist sect has powerful figures, they each follow their own path and study their own scriptures, rarely coming together to help others seek revenge. Moreover, the person you mentioned is ethereal and unreliable; what does such a lineage mean to our sect?"

"If you really have the ability, why would you need to scheme and plot in Yongqiu, and why would your mountain gate be burned down?"

"Both Nanyang and the Evil Extreme Sect should act decisively and quickly; the longer they drag it out, the worse it will be."

"Temperature collection."

“You have always been worried about the Evil Emperor, but this person is no match for the sect leader. Otherwise, why would You Niaojuan have fled thousands of miles and jumped into the Three Gorges?”

"The Great Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique is difficult to practice; do not be intimidated by its reputation as the highest secret."

Yun Caiwen looked at the wooden boat heading downstream on the Baihe River: "I hope you are right."

……

"Seniors, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask it."

"Please ask, young master."

Pei Xiao said as she rowed, "Once we reach Xiangyang, we'll be family. Family doesn't need to keep too many secrets."

Zhou Yi glanced at both sides of the river and said to the old hag in pink:

When was the last time you two rowed a boat for someone?

Pei Xiao looked nostalgic: "About thirty years ago."

Who are the people on the ship?

Zhou Yi spread her hands, "Don't look at me like that, Xiao Ke is just curious."

"Naturally, it's the sect leader."

"Besides the sect leader, who else is worthy to ride on our ship?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Then, thirty years from now, when you two are quite old, I'm sure the Empress will be reluctant to ask you to row the boat anymore."

"It seems this is truly my honor."

The two old hags felt uneasy, as if they were disgusted by him, and the wooden boat was not as stable as it had been at the beginning, swaying from side to side.

Shengmei, dressed in green, snorted coldly:
"Young master was merely escorted to Xiangyang by this old woman, what's there to be proud of?"

"Don't be angry," Zhou Yi said, afraid they would misunderstand. "The Yin Gui Sect is the most powerful branch of the Holy Sect. I have long admired the Sect Master. Although I am trying to find joy in hardship, I am also truly excited and apprehensive."

"The two seniors personally invited me; it seems my humble name has already caught the eye of the sect leader."

"You do have some self-awareness. You think you've hidden yourself well, but in fact, you have many flaws. It's very simple for me to find out what's going on with you."

Shengmei stirred the water of the Baihe River: "The name Taiping Dao is still somewhat useful, so we didn't kill you."

"Young master, you'd better know your place. You should know that your lineage of Taiping Dao is not a secret. Others can find out about it. Once the chaos is over, no emperor will tolerate you. If you follow our sect and serve the sect leader loyally, you can live a carefree life in this world."

"Getting on our boat is like finding a bright path for you."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "That makes sense."

"Xiao Ke, may I ask one more question? What do you plan to do with me on this trip to Xiangyang?"

The two old hags smiled sinisterly: "Let's not talk about anything else. There's a wonderful thing waiting for you right away."

"Oh?"

"Elder Wen has taken a liking to you. She is young and alluring, with a natural charm. Now she has chosen you as her lover, intending to practice martial arts with you and cultivate yin and yang together. How could that not be wonderful?"

"Is this true?" Zhou Yi's eyes widened slightly.

Why would I lie to you?

"Elder Wen is too much of a superior to me, it's not a good thing."

Zhou Yi said earnestly, "I heard that the Sect Master has a personal disciple. Although I have never met her, well, let's not consider her appearance for now, at least she's about the same age. If I don't choose Elder Wen, can I choose this one to train with?"

"Hehehe~!"

The two old hags laughed strangely upon hearing this, their voices extremely unpleasant.

Shengmei said, "Young master, have you ever been an accountant? Your abacus skills are deafening."

Pei Xiao said, "You have no choice."

"Once you boarded the ship, you had no right to make any choices. Just like the Baihe River, you could only obediently flow towards the Han River."

Zhou Yi glanced at the shore and could no longer feel those gazes.

He touched his chin with one hand and reached for his waist with the other: "Oh, I see."

The two old hags were very experienced in the ways of the world.

Although they were laughing at them, they did not let their guard down.

Zhou Yi made the slightest movement, and the two of them stopped paddling at the same time.

The wooden boat fell silent, and suddenly the three sharp auras collided!
Centered on the wooden boat, the white water rippled outwards in concentric circles, growing ever stronger. Several gulls that had been resting on the sandbars were startled and took flight, their cries fading into the depths of the reeds.

"Are you looking for death?"

The two old hags were surprised; the aura that the other party suddenly displayed was incomparable to when he boarded the ship.

"Aren't you guys courting death?"

This sentence only fueled their suspicions.

"With the boat rowed this far, will your helpers be able to take care of it?"

The young man, who had been completely at the mercy of others, was now smiling as he drew his sword and spoke.

"I'm only boarding the ship to chat with you for a bit out of respect for the Queen of the Underworld. You don't really think you two are my match, do you?"

"Having boarded your ship, I've lost a prized horse."

"This debt should be attributed to your Yin Gui Sect."

Even though the two demons were fighting one against one, his words reminded them of Elder Yun's reminder, and they immediately realized their mistake.

Hearing him spout nonsense about the Akhal-Teke horse only fueled my anger.

The river breeze seemed to pierce the opponent's sword, and the two beauties immediately raised their hands to seize the initiative!
The sound of clothes tearing suddenly rang out from the ship's side, and two streams of cold, sharp energy swept in from the left and right sides.

Zhou Yi touched the plank of the boat, and the two saw his figure swirl up like a willow catkin, which was completely different from how he had boarded the boat!

The longsword sliced ​​through the wind, transforming into a silver rainbow that cleaved through the two streams of energy.

The ship's planks cracked like a spiderweb under the aftershocks of the three men's energy, and wood chips fell in a flurry with the rising air currents.

The pink-clad witch flicked the blood-red ribbon, which, like a snake spitting its tongue, passed through the flying wood chips and coiled around his wrist holding the sword.

The ribbon's end glowed with a ghostly blue light, indicating it was coated with a deadly poison.

The sword trembled slightly, and the blade drew several afterimages in mid-air. Within the afterimages, light split, and the ribbon touched the blade, emitting a piercing shriek.

The sword energy intensified, and as they clashed and exerted their strength, the ribbon imbued with true energy was cleaved in two!

Pei Xiao was startled. She swayed her waist and thrust the blood-red ribbon forward, which suddenly straightened like a steel whip and swept across!

Zhou Yi dodged the attack, but the ribbon struck the left side of the mast, which was about the size of a bowl.

With a loud crack, the mast split in the middle, and a piece of wood as thick as an arm slammed onto the deck, creating a dent the size of a washbasin in the three-inch-thick plank!
This was the Yin-Yang Silk Technique of the Blood Silk Demon. Seeing the broken ribbon on the ground, he knew he had been defeated in the exchange.

Fortunately, there were two of them!
"Don't hold back!" Pei Xiao roared as she caught her breath.

A murderous aura surged from the right side as Shengmei's Soul-Chasing Whip struck towards the back of Zhou Yi's neck.

The scales on the whip shimmered silver in the sunlight, undulating like fish scales.

When Shengmei circulated her energy, her lips turned green, and the Cold Toad Force burst into the whip, sweeping up a patch of cold, poisonous mist!
As Zhou Yi spun around, he had already gathered his true energy. The speed at which he gathered his true energy far surpassed that of the two demons.

The sword blade unleashed a surge of sword energy, sparks flying where it clashed with the silver-scaled whip.

Shengmei's eyes widened slightly as the scales on her whip were sliced ​​off piece by piece by the sword energy, falling onto the deck with a "clink" sound like jade plates.

Before it could finish its attack, the barbs at the end of the whip had already struck the gunwale, snapping the thick wooden railing in two.

The old hag in pink, Pei Xiao, unleashed a palm strike, the wind from which whip scales rose from the ground.

However, Zhou Yi also unleashed a powerful palm strike!

The two exchanged blows, and Pei Xiao lost again. The scales of her whip snapped back in mid-air and lashed out at the two of them.

"Eh~!"

They flicked their sleeves to the left and right, and the silver scales rushed towards the banks of the White River, killing the seagulls that didn't have time to take flight.

The ship rocked violently. Zhou Yi touched the mast with his foot and stepped forward, creating a gust of sword wind as he moved towards the two of them!
A deep sword mark, reaching the core of the wood, immediately appeared on the deck. As wood chips flew, the sword energy shattered the fishing lamp at the bow into pieces, and the candle fell into the water.

The two demons deflected the palm strike, refusing to take the hit, and each jumped into the White River.

The pink and green dress behind her was delayed and torn apart by the sword wind!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two more splashes of water rang out, and the two demons burst forth from the water.

Pei Xiao unfurled a ribbon from her waist, and the blood-red silk suddenly grew to two zhang in length, coiling around Zhou Yi like a giant python. Zhou Yi dodged, and the blood-red silk struck the main mast.

With a loud "boom," the mainmast, which would take an adult to encircle, snapped in half, and half of the canvas fell down with a "whoosh."

Just as Zhou Yi's sword energy struck it, it was torn in two like tofu being sliced ​​by a knife. The piece of cloth, carried by the river wind, swept past the green-clad witch's face, startling her and causing her whipping motion to pause.

"You little brat, how can you raise your internal energy so quickly!"

Pei Xiao roared, knowing that fighting two people and fighting one person are completely different concepts.

Even someone with strong skills wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Unless one possesses extraordinary martial arts skills, no one is unafraid of being besieged.

"Naturally, it's because you're too slow to gather your energy, making a fool of yourselves. Go find a coffin and lie down."

"That's unreasonable!"

Shengmei roared, her green clothes fluttering as she unleashed her full power of cold toad energy to its limit.

Her Soul-Chasing Whip pierced the White River, binding it with icy force, and suddenly a wave ten feet high rose up!

The water waves carried her icy toad-like strength and the toad poison in her whip. Such moves were impossible to dodge or withstand directly.

It is the most deadly of her deadly moves!
Before him, the white-clad youth bound his sword, let out a low shout, and unleashed a fierce palm strike, sending a surge of frost-like cold energy cleaving through the air and into the whip wave.

Click, click, click!

In an instant, the waves subsided, condensing into ice crystals that piled up on the ship's side.

Under the sunlight, his body reflected a rainbow of colors.

The two beauties were terrified and lost their composure. At that moment, they felt the boat tilt violently toward Shengmei, which was Zhou Yi stepping down.

Without pausing, he seized this rare opportunity and used the last bit of his true energy to strike at Shengmei!
If she were alone, she would surely die under this attack.

Pei Xiao, who was standing to the side, dared not attack again. She bound Sheng Mei with the blood-red ribbon and pulled her away just as she was about to catch her breath!

There was a loud "click" sound.

With half of the ship's side cut off, Zhou Yi took a deep breath and raised his hand to chase after Sheng Mei, who was being pulled away.

The green-clad witch finally regained her senses, raised her palm to meet the attack, and struggled all the way to Pei Xiao's side. Pei Xiao then raised her palm and placed it on Sheng Mei's body.

The three of them clasped hands!

The wooden boat, already riddled with holes, was about to crack open. Even Zhou Yi couldn't possibly dissipate the combined power of the two men, which amounted to over a hundred years.

The boat was struck by the force of the three men, and the wood chips cut the three men like sharp swords.

With a "snap"!
As the boat split open, the three men immediately withdrew their palms, and a surge of river water burst forth from the crack in the boat.

Zhou Yi recovered his breath faster. Taking advantage of the moment when the two opposite him were gathering their energy, he raised his palm and struck the water screen. He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, having been hit by the poison needles fired by the two demons.

But the second one is in an even worse situation.

Having taken Zhou Yi's palm strike, he coughed up blood and flew out of the broken boat, crashing into the Baihe River and splashing water everywhere.

"Which of the two old hags is drifting downstream right now?"

Pei Xiao and Sheng Mei, having lost all confidence and suffering from internal injuries, dared not turn back and desperately paddled towards the opposite bank.

Just as Zhou Yi was about to give chase, he suddenly sensed a figure approaching from the distance on the opposite bank.

"Give the Queen of the Underworld a chance, and we'll spare your lives this time. You'd better watch yourselves."

A burning sensation came from my left shoulder, while my right shoulder felt like it was being plunged into an ice cave.

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he lost all will to fight.

He kicked the broken mast away, sending it crashing into the river. He leaped onto it and crossed the river on a single mast.

Having just reached the other side, ignoring the emptiness he felt from continuously circulating his inner energy, he rode the startled cloud and fled towards Nanyang for his life.

Just as his figure disappeared into the reeds, two figures appeared like ghosts on the east bank of the Baihe River.

"Pei Xiao, Sheng Mei, what's wrong with you two?!"

The boundless affection emanating from Wen Caiting vanished, replaced by a cold expression on her alluring face. Yet, even the coldest expression couldn't conceal the hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Quick, chase after them!"

Pei Xiao clutched her chest and cried out, "He's been hit by my poisoned needle; he can't get far."

Just as Wen Caiting was about to take action, Elder Yun grabbed her arm.

"Stop chasing. Going deeper into Nanyang, his men are everywhere there. It's too risky for you to go in alone."

Wen Caiting said, "You and I will travel together, and we can go anywhere in Nanyang."

“That’s not right,” Yun Caiwen shook her head. “I told you to go back and check, but was I right?”

"This matter must be decided by the Sect Master."

Pei Xiao said, "This little brat is quite cunning. He knew you were following behind, so he pretended to be sneaky. As soon as he boarded the ship, he used his inferior lightness skill to deceive us. He is so treacherous that he is not like a Taoist."

Shengmei wiped a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth: "I was suddenly deceived and my mind was thrown into chaos by him. Otherwise, if the two of us had joined forces, things wouldn't have come to this."

Wen Caiting frowned:

"Even if you revealed a flaw in your aura, with your combined skills, how come you couldn't take him down?"

Pei Xiao took a deep breath:
"You don't know something."

"It's just that his true energy is continuous and he can catch his breath faster than us. In addition, his movements are as fast as lightning, his swordsmanship is swift, and his energy is powerful and fierce. We just can't do anything to him."

"If either Danmei or Qian Xiao were here today, the three of us working together would be enough to take him down."

Wen Caiting frowned even more deeply: "That is indeed a bit troublesome. There is such a genius emerging in the Daoist sect."

Elder Yun remained calm: "Don't our sect and the Buddhist sect also have peerless geniuses? What's so strange about that?"

"No!"

Wen Caiting paced back and forth: "Based on our understanding of him, he was probably only mediocre in martial arts in Yongqiu. In just two short years, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be able to defeat him. How can the word 'genius' define him?"

Elder Yun said, "It seems that he has accumulated knowledge and experience before suddenly comprehending the 'Taiping Hongbao'."

"No wonder the martial arts world calls the Taiping Hongbao the fifth extraordinary book."

Wen Caiting's expression hardened again: "If we let this go unchecked, he may become a figure like Ning Daoqi in the near future. Wouldn't that be a huge stumbling block for our Holy Sect?"

Elder Yun's expression changed slightly, and he gently advised:

"Elder Wen, you cannot make decisions on this matter on your own. Elder Xia has also not agreed to your arrangements this time. The matter of Nanyang should still be handled by the Evil Extreme Sect."

“Caixia has always been like this; she neither agreed nor disagreed.”

Wen Caiting asked the two beauties, "What are your opinions?"

"If we can kill, we should kill!" Pei Xiao revealed a hint of hatred.

Shengmei said, "That's what I meant too, but the sect leader said that all matters should be decided by the elders."

"Temperature measurement, this is fine."

Wen Caiting revealed a charming smile: "The sect leader is not here. Let's call Bian Bufeng over and have him break the balance in our decision-making."

"How could our sect possibly suffer a loss in secret?"

"Isn't this kid's true qi continuous? And Senior Brother Bian's Demonic Heart Chain is also continuous. Isn't this interesting?"

Elder Yun had nothing to say.

Senior Sister Wen is determined to take action. Senior Brother Bian is a womanizer and has even defiled the sect leader's own daughter. Senior Sister Wen has also mastered the art of sexual cultivation. How could the two of them not seduce each other?

Once they're hooked up, what objections could Bian Bufu possibly have?
……

Zhou Yi ran for dozens of miles and found a thousand-year-old banyan tree with lush foliage that blocked out the sky in the dense forest.

There happened to be a tree hole.

He threw out all the long snakes, each as thick as a wrist, and occupied the snake's nest to meditate and heal his wounds.

Those two old hags, their methods are truly remarkable.

And then there's Elder Wen, who's even more extraordinary.

Ambitious beyond measure, he even coveted the pure Yang body of this Celestial Master.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and tried to expel the poison from his shoulders.

The old witch's poison is quite potent.

However, in this world, apart from a few insidious and poisonous scriptures, any poison that comes into contact with subtle internal energy can only provide side effects during battle.

To poison someone to death, one must either exhaust the opponent's vital energy or leave them without time to expel the poison, allowing it to attack their heart.

Clearly, Zhou Yi does not correspond to any of the conditions.

After circulating the true energy for several cycles, all the different toxins in the shoulders had been refined.

At the same time, the external injuries he sustained are also healing rapidly.

Half an hour later, his breathing gradually became steady.

He rolled up his sleeve, revealing scabbed wounds on his arm from poisoned needles and sawdust.

Rubbing it back and forth with your hands causes the scab to fall off, revealing the tender flesh underneath.

Huh?
It's a little different.

After cultivating the Longevity Qi, the recovery speed of this injury is faster than before.

At the same time, under the influence of the three streams of true energy, his speed of energy recovery far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Even without special martial arts techniques, one can fight two opponents by relying on the efficiency of releasing true qi.

Even if each of them is slightly weaker than you, it is still very dangerous to deal with two experts.

If we had acted from the start and were besieged by the Yin Gui Sect, we wouldn't have been able to escape today, and we wouldn't have been able to avoid going to Xiangyang to sleep with Elder Wen.

The Akhal-Teke horse is gone; this debt will be remembered.

However, since they are not currently able to collect the debt from the Yin Gui Sect, they will eventually have to make the Yin Queen repay the debt.

And those two damned old hags, Elder Wen.

Thinking that these people might come after him, Zhou Yi didn't bother to continue recovering his inner energy and kept running towards Nanyang.

My mood was quite heavy throughout the journey.

The attitude of the Yin Gui faction might disrupt some of his plans.

After all, with our current abilities, we are far from being able to contend with the number one sect of the demonic sect.

What if the Queen of the Underworld were to arrive?

The Heavenly Demon Technique and the Spatial Force Field—it's uncertain whether Jingyun's Divine Travel will be able to escape.

My thoughts have been complicated along the way.

He felt somewhat at ease when he saw Nanyang City the following afternoon.

Fortunately, there is still a safe and secure rear area.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the east gate of Nanyang. The garrison commander rushed out, followed by more than twenty soldiers.

Running ahead of the guard was a burly man carrying a sword.

It was Meng Degong from the Nanyang Gang.

He glanced at Zhou Yi, then focused his gaze on the vast countryside behind Zhou Yi.

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhou Yi looked rather disheveled, his hair was messy, and his clothes had many holes.

Before anyone could answer, another person ran out.

"Guanzhu!"

Qiu Wenzhong shouted and led the Gray-Clad Gang members to meet them.

Seeing the worried looks on their faces, Zhou Yi waved his hand and said calmly:

"It's nothing, I just fought with two old monsters from the Demonic Sect."

"Don't look behind me. Those two old monsters are currently looking for a place to heal their wounds; they can't possibly be chasing after me."

"I see," Meng Degong said. "The abbot has just returned from afar. Shall we go see the Great Dragon Head?"

"No need for now."

Zhou Yi shook his clothes: "How can I face anyone like this?"

Meng Degong smiled and nodded.

"Give me a horse, and I'll go back to the mountain to recuperate for a few days before I go to find the Great Dragon Head."

Qiu Wenzhong ran off to fetch the horse.

He was leading his horse in the city when Zhou Yi and Meng Degong entered. As he took the reins from Qiu Wenzhong, he saw Qiu Wenzhong hesitate to speak, so Zhou Yi said directly:
"I have news about your father."

Qiu Wenzhong's pupils dilated: "Is my father alright?"

"Good, his martial arts have improved greatly, but he has caused great chaos in Jiangdu and is currently on the run."

Zhou Yi added, "However, he seemed to be enjoying it."

Qiu Wenzhong smiled bitterly after hearing this.

However, knowing that his father was still alive and well was enough to comfort him.

Meng Degong, who was standing to the side, was very surprised: "This is not like Chief Qiu's personality at all."

"What's so strange about that? You don't even know him."

"That's true."

The two then gave a brief overview of the situation in the city, emphasizing its stability, as Champion City had been unusually quiet lately for some reason.

"Please wait a moment, I'll head back to my quarters first."

Zhou Yi said goodbye, and the two chased after him for a few steps, watching the white-clad figure disappear into the bustling traffic.

Meng Degong patted Xiao Qiu on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, your father has broken free from his shackles and has achieved the state of mind that all martial artists dream of. Perhaps he will become famous in the martial arts world in the future."

Qiu Wenzhong gazed at Jiangdu: "Uncle Meng, I only hope he lives."

Meng Degong patted him on the shoulder again and said nothing more.
Zhou Yi rode his horse across the street, controlling the speed to avoid pedestrians and merchants. When he passed the Dangyang caravan, he happened to meet the deputy leader, Chen Ruiyang.

"Guanzhu, Guanzhu!"

Chen Ruiyang rushed over and stopped him.

Zhou Yi brushed aside his disheveled hair: "Chief Chen saw me when I was down on my luck."

"No."

Chen Ruiyang shook his head: "I only saw the abbot's flash in the crowd, so I had to rush up."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yi was amused by him.

"There are two things I need to tell the abbot."

Which two items?

Chen Ruiyang said, "The first thing is that Brother Shan has led men to Hongnong County to meet my Chief Lou."

“Our two families have a close relationship. If there is any trouble, we will naturally help. I told him this beforehand, so Chief Chen doesn’t need to mention it again.”

"It is good that the abbot has informed you."

As for the second matter...

Chen Ruiyang hesitated for a moment before saying, "After the abbot's letter was delivered to Ranch Mountain City last time, my ranch owner sent me something."

"What is it?"

"Several baskets of fresh fruit."

"where?"

Chen Ruiyang said, "It's inside the gang, but the abbot has never been home, and the fruit has already rotted."

Do you still want the rotten fruit?

Zhou Yi was puzzled: "It's such a waste to let it rot, why not send it to the temple?"

"The owner said he would deliver it to you. The abbot is not at home, how dare we do things recklessly?"

"Is there anything else?"

"Have."

Chen Ruiyang said "Wait a moment" and took a letter from the gang.

Zhou Yi put the letter away and said decisively, "Please trouble Chief Chen to throw away the rotten fruit."

Chen Ruiyang nodded, with a curious expression: "Does the Abbot have anything to give in return?"

"Yes, but you will have to wait a while."

Chen Ruiyang wanted to ask a few more questions, such as what the items sent to the Pegasus Ranch last time were.

Why would the farm owner give fruit to people?
His heart was as sharp as a cat's paw, but Zhou Yi said little and rode away.

I went to visit Mr. Chen again.

Old Chen already knew about the news from Yiyang and Yiyang prefectures. At this time, he also learned about what happened after Zhou Yi met Du Fuwei.

The fire in Chen Laomou's heart was completely ignited.

He said he was going to the bedroom to get some good tea to celebrate, and Zhou Yi suspected that he was going to rummage through the box for the dragon robe.

So he called out from outside and then left.

He's not in the mood for these things right now; the urgent matter is the Yin Gui Sect's affairs.

Let's settle down first and then wait for an opportunity to ask Ji Yinong about it.

I used to dislike Master Ji, but now I'm fortunate to have such a discerning eye within the Yin Gui Sect.

Ji Yinong, you better stay calm.

Inside the Yangxing Society, Ji, the society leader who was kneeling and praying before the statue, shuddered.
……

Amidst the autumn colors of the mountains, Zhou Yi once again ascended Wolonggang.

As we approached Wuzhuang Temple, we could hear voices coming from in front of Old Xie's house, along with a "clattering" sound.

Xie Jiyou was splitting thin bamboo with a knife, and Xia Shuyanqiu was helping him.

The three chatted as they worked, and got along very well.

They didn't even know Zhou Yi was getting close.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that they were weaving bamboo baskets with thin bamboo strips, as the saying goes, "A small carp is just right for cooking, while a bamboo basket guards a lonely boat."

This is a fishing tackle; it's very lightweight and used to carry fish.

"Is this okay?"

The two young Taoist disciples completed the handicraft under Lao Xie's guidance.

"More than half of it is done."

Xie Jiyou, an expert in fishing gear, said: "We need to add a barb. This way, we can not only hold fish, but also temporarily keep live fish in enclosures."

He looked up to speak and saw Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi smiled at him and then gestured for him to be quiet.

Before Yan Qiu could react, Xia Shu seemed to have noticed.

But before she could turn around, she suddenly felt herself and Yan Qiu fly up together.

Yan Qiu exclaimed in surprise.

Xia Shu exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother!" The two of them were propelled by Zhou Yi's light-footed skill, flying through a tall cypress tree as if carrying a wooden bucket, before landing back at Wuzhuang Temple.

Old Xie watched them play as if they were three ordinary children.

"Senior brother, it's so high!"

"Senior brother, we want it to go even higher!"

One was afraid of heights, and the other disliked being too short, so Zhou Yi placed them in the backyard of the temple.

Inside the courtyard, under the eaves.

A hint of surprise and astonishment flickered in the girl's deep blue eyes.

Clearly, no one expected that a highly respected Taoist master would play around like this.

At that moment, a composition appeared in her mind.

This is exactly how Zhou Yi and the two young Taoist disciples had just landed in the courtyard.

"Did you get things done?"

"Although there were some setbacks, it went relatively smoothly."

"That's good."

Aryuina put down her paintbrush and picked up the ancient book beside her:

Can I ask you a question?

"of course can."

Zhou Yi responded, but unexpectedly, Aruina picked up the "Laozi Xiang'er Commentary" and asked the person inside for its interpretation.

Not just one place, but many places.

It seems she has been studying the scriptures for a long time.

After explaining a few points, Zhou Yi couldn't help but ask, "You also want to treat this sutra?"

The girl didn't say whether she wanted to or not: "Before, I had only studied the Sabulakan and scriptures transmitted by the Good Mother, and had never really been involved in the study of Taoism."

"It makes me feel at ease, but it's hard to understand."

"There are many things I don't understand, and I want to learn more about the classics."

Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Yi expectantly: "Can you teach me, cousin?"

"Okay."

Zhou Yi remained unfazed: "However, it's best to study some scriptures yourself, as everyone has different insights."

Aryuina nodded.

Then he saw Zhou Yi examining the two young Taoist disciples' studies, and he was very satisfied with the results.

Zhou Yi looked at them, wanting to tell them about the Longevity Formula.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he held them back.

Over the next few days, Zhou Yi asked them to review all the Taoist classics they had read.

Master Jiao Wuzi's collection of ancient scriptures is rare in the world.

He, on the other hand, locked himself in his room.

He took out a blank book, bit the pen, and began to consult "The Secret Study of Louguan Lingjian".

This method is extremely meaningful to Zhou Yi because it is not the traditional ancestral home of Louguan.

As Matsukakuko said,
This was created by Yin Tong based on Lou Guan Zu Yun's work and his own understanding.

Zhou Yi did not intend to learn from the Louguan Secret Teachings, but rather to use Yin Tong as an inspiration for himself.

"Am I, the Celestial Master, inferior to Yin Tong?"

then
He had a wealth of classic texts flowing through his mind, and then he wrote down some of his insights in the style of classical interpretation.

I thought I could finish compiling this book in one go.

but
On the fifth day, he suddenly had the ominous feeling he had described.

So he tore up the scriptures written on the fifth day, leaving only the contents of the first four days.

Holding the unfinished book, Zhou Yi thought about giving it a name.

In the style of the Way of Great Peace, it should be called "Taiping Jing" or "Taiping Qingling Shu", or something like "Taiping Shulue".

Then I thought, why bother following the rules?

I realized that this incomplete scripture was a collection of my many thoughts.

Zhou Yi had a flash of inspiration and wrote on the blank book cover: "Random Thoughts of the Celestial Master"

The mind is filled with profound wonder.

He smiled, then bent down at his desk again, drawing the diagrams related to the Longevity Manual in his mind behind him, because he had experience learning the Crane Hand technique.

Considering his identity as an artist.

His drawings are so realistic that the figures move as you turn the pages of the book.

With just this spirituality, people like Guang Chengzi, Cang Qu, and Di Ni have no seats and have to stand to watch.

Zhou Yi drew two types of diagrams: one was the old version of Guang Chengzi's work, and the other was his completely new version.

After finishing the last page, I used cinnabar to mark the acupuncture points, and finally, the task was completed.

Looking at the half-finished product, Zhou Yi felt a sense of satisfaction.

It seems that there has been some change in their mental state.

At the same time, an idea arose in my mind: once I have achieved sufficient skill in the future, I must complete this unfinished scripture.

On the sixth day, Zhou Yi went out to bask in the sun.

When Xia Shu and Yan Qiu saw him, their expressions changed drastically.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you!" The two children were almost crying.

His lips and face were deathly pale, his eyes were cloudy, and his black hair at the temples was tinged with white, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"no need to worry."

Zhou Yi gazed at the sky, his pale and weak appearance carrying an indescribable and peculiar charm. It seemed as if he had something in his heart, but he did not express it.

"When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will surely test their mind and spirit."

The three of them stared at him, mesmerized.

The figure standing before them did not appear to be a young Celestial Master, but rather an old Celestial Master imbued with Taoist spirit.

Perhaps, this is what he will become in the future.

In that single moment, his aura alone was enough to stir one's spirit.

While the three were in a daze, another day passed.

After Zhou Yi meditated and regulated his breathing, his graying hair at the temples became black and shiny.

At the same time, the Longevity Qi also flowed through the Belt Meridian at an astonishing speed!
What should have required months of arduous practice was accomplished overnight.

The three people in the temple breathed a sigh of relief; the young Celestial Master was back.
In the main hall of Huang Lao, Zhou Yi was reading a letter from Ranch Mountain City.

The two little ones were quietly reading a book on the side.

Zhou Yi pulled out a book from his pocket and casually tossed it in front of them.

Xia Shu picked it up and took a look.

Yan Qiu, standing to the side, said, "The Celestial Master's Random Thoughts?"

Xia Shu leaned closer, blinking her big, dark eyes, and asked, "Senior brother, what is this?"

"Oh"

Zhou Yi didn't even look up, and casually said:

"I plan to formally teach you martial arts one year from today."

"This is a basic health-preserving exercise. Feel free to look at it and practice it as you like to get familiar with the meditation posture."

Upon hearing that Zhou Yi had set a time for teaching martial arts, the two young Taoist disciples were overjoyed.

They massaged his back and poured him tea.

Zhou Yi was reading a letter and didn't have time to pay attention to them, so he waved them away.

However, he glanced at her sideways.

really
The two children were completely unsuspecting of him and believed everything he said.

I am approaching this "Reflections of the Celestial Master" with a calm and ordinary mindset.

He smiled slightly and turned his gaze back to the letter, which read:

"The noble tree of the emperor, the orange, has come to serve. It has received its destiny and will not move, growing in the south, its green leaves and white blossoms a delightful sight."

This is "Ode to the Orange" from the Nine Chapters by Qu Yuan, a great poet of the Chu Kingdom.

What Shang Xiuxun had sent was oranges.

The letter also mentioned that "Emperor Wen loved to eat oranges," and that every year someone would send them as tribute from Sichuan and Chongqing.

The letter stated that the fruit sent this time was a tribute from Sichuan and Chongqing.

The general idea is to give it to him to try.

Zhou Yi realized that perhaps the ranch owner had misunderstood, thinking that she, like her, was craving the fruit in the painting.

Knowing that this man was a gourmand, he had an idea in mind.

He spent more than two hours writing a reply, which he then had delivered to Chen Ruiyang by a disciple of the temple.

I spent another day meditating in the temple to fully adjust my condition.

Then they went down the mountain to find the Great Dragon Head. This Yin Gui Sect is not to be trifled with.
……

Winter Solstice. Champion City.

Inside a gloomy and eerie hall, rows of ancient bronze lamps, their claws shaped like ghost hands, illuminated the coffins standing upright on both sides.

In the center of the main hall stands a high platform, towering above the forest of coffins.

Old Zhou was sitting on an exquisite throne. Beside him, Jin Huanzhen, dressed in palace attire, put down the bamboo slip of the Longevity Manual and was flipping through Old Zhou's research records.

Visible to the naked eye
Old Zhou looked more weathered than before, his face etched with weariness, and the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes was no longer as bright as it once was.

However, the aura he exuded was like a sharp glint in the sky.

A single glance swept across the forest of coffins, and instantly the flames on all the ancient bronze lamps in the main hall began to dance rhythmically, as if ten thousand demons were dancing together.

unfortunately
This domineering aura did not last long.

As his imposing aura dissipated, the weariness on his face gradually disappeared, his eyes blazed with ghostly fire, and he radiated a newfound glow.

"Hehehehahahaha!"

After a burst of laughter, Old Zhou sighed:

"Senior sister, what do you think?"

Before Jin Huan could speak, he continued:
"I poured my heart and soul into creating this incomplete 'True Demon's Random Thoughts.' Hmph, my master is so wary of me, but I refuse to accept it!"

He snorted, and half of the lights in the main hall immediately went out.

"Even though he is powerful and far more talented than me, he is ultimately practicing the techniques of his predecessors. I, however, will forge my own path and create my own True Demonic Technique, so that he can see for himself why he looks down on me!"

As husband and wife, Jin Huan knew him very well.

At that moment, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

“Junior brother, if Master sees your ambition again, he might change his mind.”

Jin Huanzhen held no grudge: "It was our own fault for being so useless back then, we can't blame others."

"If it weren't for his teachings, we wouldn't have the skills we have today."

"What you said is true, but it's also true that I disagree."

Old Zhou sighed, "However, this skill is still insufficient. I need Xi Ying's Purple Qi Heavenly Net, I also need the essence of the Good Mother Sobula Gan, the Great Venerable's Root Wisdom Sutra, and let me also see the Compassionate Voyage Sword Manual of Di Ni."

"Senior sister, is it possible?"

Jin Huan Zhenyi swayed her palace skirt: "Of course there will be."

At that moment, two strange clicking sounds came from inside the hall.

In the forest of coffins, two bright red, festive coffins were opened.

Two people were emerging from the coffin, looking quite energetic.

"Fellow."

"Fellow."

The two men exchanged greetings, then turned to greet Elder Zhou with "Sect Master".

Old Master Zhou sighed and asked with a smile, "Have I ever lied to you?"

"Never."

Yuwen Wudi said:
"The sect leader discussed the Dao with us fairly, allowing me to see the most wondrous martial arts in the world. I will spend the rest of my life striving to break free from the sect leader's shackles in order to reach the ultimate limit of martial arts, which has no end."

Pharmacist Lin said, "The secrets here are beyond Si Chu's grasp."

……

(End of this chapter)