Chapter 297 I Don't Want to Send You to the End

Jicheng.

A city on the border of Chu State, and also the last city of Chu State to fall.

Zhang Juxian.

A scholar who was originally unknown in both countries became a celebrity in the officialdom of both countries because of Jicheng.

The Wu army invaded, capturing cities and territories along the way and being victorious, but they were blocked only in Jicheng.

The commander of the Jicheng garrison was Zhang Juxian.

A mere scholar, with 3,000 soldiers from Jicheng, actually defended Jicheng for three months. If the capital of Chu had not been destroyed, and Zhang Juxian had made Wu promise not to massacre the people of Jicheng and choose to open the gates to surrender, it would have taken another half month to capture Jicheng.

Twenty thousand soldiers of the Wu State were killed in the siege.

Wu Guo naturally hated Zhang Juxian to the core, and when Zhang Juxian opened the gate to surrender, he chose to hang himself.

The man was dead, but the anger of the Wu generals had not dissipated. Since they could not massacre the people of Jicheng, they tore Zhang Juxian's body into five pieces.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Wu State carried out Zhang Juxian's body, tied it up with ropes, and tied it to several horses, waiting for the general's order.

General Wu raised his hand high and was about to shout when suddenly a strong wind blew in the sky and dark clouds instantly covered the sky above the city.

The strong wind made it impossible for everyone at the scene to open their eyes, so they had to close them. When the strong wind died down and the dark clouds dissipated, suddenly a soldier in the crowd screamed.

“Gone!”

"Zhang Juxian's body is missing!"

In the center of the venue, the rope that tied Zhang Juxian had broken, and Zhang Juxian's body had disappeared, just like that.

Considering the strong wind that had just appeared, many soldiers at the scene had panic expressions on their faces, and General Wu Guo's pupils also shrank rapidly.

"This matter must not be disclosed. Anyone who violates this order will be punished by military law."

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Wuyi Mountain.

The dragon snake brought back Zhang Juxian's body.

The fourth tomb appeared on Wuyi Mountain. This tomb was built by the young Taoist priest himself.

"Do you think I look like a mourner?"

The young Taoist priest's sudden words made Jiaoshe stunned for a moment. After a moment of silence, he replied, "The people you know are all ordinary people, and ordinary people don't live long."

"Ordinary people don't live long, but if they are monks, it won't be that long, right?"

When asking “right?”, the young Taoist priest was asking both the dragon snake and himself.

Monk.

There are no cultivators in Wuyi Ferry, or even in the entire Chu State.

There was no such thing in the State of Chu, nor in the State of Wu.

Compared with the Liang Dynasty, the so-called Chu State and Wu State had a territory of no more than one state.

But the Mianyun Mountains are hundreds of miles away from the two countries.

Hanshanmen is facing a choice at this moment.

The leader of Hanshan Sect who was in the early stage of foundation building passed away, leaving behind only a few young Qi Condensation disciples.

Without the foundation-building leader, several sects around the mountain range launched attacks one after another, trying to occupy the gate territory of Hanshan Sect.

As the only sect with a foundation-building leader, Hanshan Sect occupies the area with the most abundant spiritual energy in the mountains, so these sects naturally covet this place.

In desperation, the eldest brother of Hanshan Sect had to abandon the sect with several younger brothers and sisters and choose to leave.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

Senior Brother Tong Yunzhang comforted his fellow junior brothers and sisters as they headed south until they passed Wuyi Mountain.

"Hey, there is spiritual energy in this mountain."

Tong Yunzhang felt the presence of spiritual energy at the foot of the mountain and a look of joy appeared on his face. He immediately called a meeting of his fellow junior brothers and sisters, and finally decided to rebuild Hanshan Gate here.

Mount Wuyi is very high.

Tong Yunzhang originally wanted to climb to the top of the mountain with his fellow disciples, but in the end he found that they could not go any higher halfway up the mountain. There was an invisible resistance preventing them from moving forward.

In desperation, Tong Yunzhang had to give up and asked his fellow junior brothers and sisters to gather the villagers at the foot of the mountain and start building a new Hanshan Gate on the mountainside.

Cut down trees, build attics, carve stones and erect monuments.

One year later, Hanshan Sect was officially established.

The sect has reopened, and it cannot be without a sect leader for a day. However, despite the persuasion of his fellow disciples, Tong Yunzhang does not intend to take on the role of sect leader, or he is not willing to do so yet.

"I am a stray dog, I am ashamed of my ancestors, how dare I be the leader of the sect."

Tong Yunzhang’s attitude is very firm. He will consider becoming the sect leader only when he can lead everyone to retake the sect’s old site.

If any junior fellow student can do this, he or she can also become the new sect leader.

The disciples of Hanshan Sect held their breath and practiced hard in Wuyi Mountain. Their hard work paid off. In just ten years, there were six disciples in the late Qi Condensation stage in Hanshan Sect, and Tong Yunzhang also broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

All the disciples of Hanshan Sect knew that the reason they could break through their realm so quickly was inseparable from the abundant spiritual energy of Wuyi Mountain. The spiritual energy of Wuyi Mountain was even more abundant than the mountain range where the sect was originally located.

But the Mianyun Mountains are the foundation of their Hanshan Sect for hundreds of years, so how can they give up just like that?

This is the obsession of Tong Yunzhang and his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

After Tong Yunzhang stabilized his foundation-building stage, he led his fellow junior brothers and sisters back to the Mianyun Mountains. They wanted to take back everything that had been taken away.

The next day!

The young Taoist sighed.

The people from Hanshan Sect left and would never come back, because a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building appeared in the Mianyun Mountains, and Tong Yunzhang and others would never return.

"I don't have to see you off this time."

After hearing the young Taoist priest's words, the dragon snake also fell silent.

This is really weird.

Everything related to Wuyi Mountain doesn't seem to live long.

This is true for ordinary people and monks alike.

"Senior...Senior, these people are outsiders, and they cannot be considered as people from Wuyi Mountain."

After a long silence, the dragon snake finally uttered these words of comfort.

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The mountain gate buildings are still there today, but the practitioners from that time are no longer there.

After the people from Hanshan Gate left, Wuyi Mountain became deserted again.

One day.

A wooden basin was floating on the Wuyi River, with a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes in the basin.

The cute little baby, with eyes wide open, sucked his little fingers, curiously looking at the figure that appeared in front of him.

The young Taoist priest picked up the baby, and there was a letter in the cradle.

After glancing at the contents of the letter, the young Taoist priest wanted to put the baby back into the cradle.

"Xiao Jiao, do you think I should keep him?"

The Jiaoshe was also speechless. He could read the content of the letter at a glance. If the senior raised this kid, he would probably have to see him to his death.

By now, Jiaoshe has realized that the senior will not interfere in matters outside of Wuyi Mountain.

Ye Yan didn’t know how to do it at the beginning, and neither did Jian Yang and Zhang Juxian later on, so I guess this guy wouldn’t know how to do it either.

The letter said that the baby was the son of the leader of Panlong Sect. The chief elder of Panlong Sect usurped power and killed the leader. The leader's confidants risked their lives to rescue the baby, but were hunted down and had to use this method.

To put it bluntly, the confidants of the Panlong Sect's leader had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate.

squeak!

As if the baby sensed the young Taoist's thoughts, it grabbed the young Taoist's fingers that were pinching the swaddling clothes and put them to its mouth to suck.

"Forget it, since we met each other it is fate, I will name you Tang Yuan."

The young Taoist priest finally decided to accept the baby and brought it back to the Taoist temple.

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The peach blossoms bloom and fade, bloom and fade again.

It is Tang Yuan’s twelfth year in Wuyi Mountain. The baby he once was has become a young man.

The young man walked into the Taoist temple carrying firewood. Seeing his master lying on a rattan chair basking in the sun, he could only smile helplessly.

Ever since he could remember, his master had given him all the work.

Washing clothes, cooking, fetching water and chopping firewood.

Sometimes he didn't want to work and deliberately didn't cook, but the chef didn't criticize him and just lay on the rattan chair.

That time he was hungry for two days and his master was hungry for three days because he had hidden some food for himself the day before.

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In the end, he was too hungry to bear it anymore and started lighting the stove and cooking again.

"Master, you will starve to death sooner or later!"

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Over the years, Tang Yuan has become accustomed to his master's laziness.

"Old Jin, come and give me a hand."

Tang Yuan looked at a long golden snake lying at his master's feet. This snake had been lying at his master's feet ever since he could remember.

Unfortunately, Lao Jin didn't even move.

"Well, this man and this snake are really lazier than each other."

In the end, Tang Yuan had to pile up the firewood by himself. Just as he was about to wash the pot and cook, his ears suddenly pricked up because he heard footsteps outside the courtyard gate.

There were only me and my master in this Taoist temple. The villagers from the mountain rarely came here. How could there be someone here? A middle-aged man and woman appeared at the gate of the yard.

The two people's eyes first fell on Tang Yuan, who was about to boil the pot, with excitement in their eyes.

"Young Master, I finally found you!"

The young Taoist priest, who had been lying quietly on the rattan chair, had his eyelids slightly raised, and the golden snake under the rattan chair also turned over its body, as if looking for a more suitable sleeping position.

In the small bamboo house where Tang Yuan lived, Tang Yuan quietly listened to the middle-aged man and woman telling his life story. It turned out that these two people were his father's confidants, and one of them was the one who put him in the wooden basin.

In the past few years, the two had been searching along the Wuyi River. Later, they heard from villagers at the foot of the mountain that there was a young man in the village who was about the same age as the young master, and that he lived with the Taoist priests on the mountain.

The Taoist priests on the mountain cannot have children, so this child must have been picked up, so the two of them came to the mountain to look for him.

Now seeing Tang Yuan, whose features resembled those of the sect leader, the two recognized that he was the young sect leader, there was no doubt about it.

Half an hour later, the couple left, and Tang Yuan walked out of his bamboo house.

"master."

"Back then you were placed in a wooden basin with a letter on it, saying that you were the son of the leader of the Panlong Sect."

The young Taoist priest spoke slowly, confirming what the middle-aged man and woman said.

Tang Yuan was silent.

"Master, I want revenge."

"Go ahead."

The young Taoist priest did not dissuade him. As a child, how could he not avenge his parents?

Tang Yuan did not leave just like that. In the next three days, he cleaned the Taoist temple from top to bottom and cooked a lot of food.

"Master, I'm leaving now. The food I made for you is enough to last for ten days."

"Don't be too lazy. You should move around when you have nothing to do."

That night, Tang Yuan said goodbye to the young Taoist priest and went down the mountain. The middle-aged couple was already waiting there at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior, do you want me to follow Xiaoyuan?"

The dragon snake opened its mouth to ask, Tang Yuan was different from the previous ones, Tang Yuan was raised by the predecessors, and this relationship was considered a true master and disciple.

He also knew that the great elder of the Panlong Sect was just a powerful Jindan master who could be killed with just one blow from his tail.

"No."

The young Taoist shook his head, and the dragon snake stopped talking. He was a little confused in his heart. What exactly did the senior want to do? In the first year that Tang Yuan came down the mountain, the Taoist temple's wood stove never burned again.

The young Taoist priest lay on the rattan chair for a year. During this period, Tang Yuan wrote several letters and asked the villagers to bring them up.

Tang Yuan told his father in the letter that he followed his father's confidants to Qingxia Sect.

The leader of Qingxia Sect and his father were good friends back then, so his safety would not be a problem in Qingxia Sect. He began to practice in Qingxia Sect and made rapid progress. In just one year, he had reached the middle stage of Qi Condensation.

The leader of Qingxia Sect said that at his current progress, it is very likely that he will be able to build a foundation in thirty years.

"Thirty years to build the foundation. With the spiritual medicines I took these years to cleanse my marrow, twenty years will be enough."

The dragon snake shook its head contemptuously. The leader of the Qingxia Sect was also useless. Xiaoyuan was fed a lot of high-level spiritual medicines by his seniors on the mountain. The medicinal properties of these were enough for Xiaoyuan to break through to the Golden Core realm.

Twenty years to build the foundation, sixty years to achieve the golden elixir.

This is what the senior planned for Xiaoyuan.

What made Jiaoshe happy was that Xiaoyuan had not forgotten him and even greeted him at the end of the letter.

What a sensible little guy.

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Later, Tang Yuan's letters became less frequent, to one a year, and sometimes only one every few years.

The letter mainly mentioned what realm he had reached.

"It seems that Xiaoyuan is doing well."

After reading the letter, the dragon snake said to the Taoist priest with a smile.

"A mother worries about her son even when he is thousands of miles away, and she only tells him good news and not bad news."

The Taoist priest shook his head. The dragon snake got angry when he heard it: "Someone is bullying Xiaoyuan?"

When the dragon snake gets angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles!

He now plans to attack Qingxia Sect.

The Taoist priest raised his hand and pressed, and the dragon snake could not move.

"Wuyi Mountain is here, and I am here too. The mountain won't move, and I won't leave. If the children want to come back, they can come back anytime."

The dragon snake understood what the Taoist meant. Unless Tang Yuan came back or wrote a letter asking for help, the senior would not help.

But Jiaoshe was also cautious. The next time the villagers who delivered the letter went up the mountain, he told them to give him a message in return: "Go home more often if you have nothing to do."

Unfortunately, the message was like mud in the sea and no one responded.

It was ten years later that I received another letter from Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan has established his foundation.

But Tang Yuan wrote the letter not because of building his foundation, but because he was going to get married, and his Taoist partner was the daughter of the leader of Qingxia Sect.

He wanted to invite the master to come down the mountain and attend his wedding.

In Tang Yuan's heart, he has worshipped several masters, but only the Taoist priest in Wuyi Mountain is his real master.

"get married?"

The dragon snake was stunned. How could the daughter of the leader of the tiny Qingxia Sect be worthy of Xiaoyuan?

"senior?"

The dragon snake looked at the Taoist priest, who had been lying on the rattan chair, and stood up: "My disciple is getting married, so of course I have to drink a glass of wedding wine."

This was the first time in so many years that the young Taoist priest had left Wuyi Mountain.

(End of this chapter)