The famous sword is evil
"I think Feng Jiuyou and Lu Beichen are a bit similar." After their revenge, Chu Fu and his party naturally followed Xu Shulou and others to Xuancang College to apologize to the injured students. On the way back, everyone from Xuanji Sect surrounded Xu Shulou and thanked him profusely. When they finally left, Bai Roushuang squeezed forward and talked to her senior sister.
"What?"
"Of course I'm not saying that Senior Brother Lu is as bad as Feng Jiuyou," Bai Roushuang explained quickly, "It's just that certain characteristics of them... make me feel that if no one can suppress Senior Brother Lu, maybe one day he will really become the next Feng Jiuyou. He may even be more terrifying than Feng Jiuyou. After all, he is diligent in cultivation and his mind is not filled with love."
“…”
"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Before Xu Shulou could say anything, Bai Roushuang had already laughed at her own wild thoughts. "By the way, where's Second Senior Brother?"
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In the mortal world, Song Ping followed the path he took last night and found the wealthy family whose baby was taken away. Standing next to him was the maid he met in the Phoenix clan's territory. She was holding the baby in one hand and ringing the doorbell with the other.
Since Feng Jiuyou and Qi Wutong were dead, she was naturally free. Song Ping had been accompanying her all the way here, and she always had a faint smile on her face, which made Song Ping feel a little happier as well.
The girl's name was Sheng Wuyou, and she lived in Yunzhou City. Song Ping asked her name and where she lived, and planned to send her back. The girl was very reasonable and insisted that he send the baby first: "I have been away from home for ten years, so I am not afraid of delaying it for a few hours. But the child was kidnapped last night, and his family is heartbroken."
Sure enough, the person who answered the door saw the baby in her arms and screamed in surprise and joy: "Master and Madam, it's the eldest young master! The eldest young master is back!"
A moment later, accompanied by a flurry of footsteps, a group of people rushed out of the door. The leading man took the baby with trembling hands in disbelief: "Yier, it's really Yier!"
The lady of the house did not show up. She had fainted from crying.
Song Ping was surrounded and had to stay to explain a few words, at least to prove that he was not the thief who stole the child.
He explained the whole story, and when he heard the names of Feng Jiuyou and the other man, he was shocked: "The Jiuyou Immortal Venerable and Wutong Goddess mentioned by the storyteller are actually related to our family?"
Song Ping and the other man were both stunned. It turned out that after six hundred years, the descendants of this family had long forgotten the reason for the revenge. They only knew that the eldest son or daughter of each generation would be taken away. No matter where they hid or how many guards they hired, it was useless. Today was the first time they saw the abducted children come back. When talking about this, the head of the family was already in tears.
The whole family thanked the two men profusely and knelt down together. Song Ping and Sheng Wuyou quickly helped them up.
The man vowed bitterly to burn all the love stories of Feng Jiuyou and Qi Wutong that he could find, and also hired storytellers to spread the truth. Finally, he proposed to build a shrine for Song Ping and the other two.
Song Ping waved his hands repeatedly to refuse: "If you want to appoint someone, then appoint my senior sister, her name is Xu Shulou."
The man readily agreed, and then asked, "I have another matter to bother you two. I have a brother who was also abducted when he was young. My mother has not been in good health in recent years. My only wish is to see my brother come back before I go west. I wonder if Mr. Song knows where he is?"
"I do have some clues. I heard from the old immortal servant that Qi Wutong didn't like the last kidnapped child and sent him to the countryside near Luozhou," Sheng Wuyou looked at Song Ping with some embarrassment, "but the clues are incomplete, and it may take some time to track him down."
Everyone present was delighted. After some discussion, Song Ping sent a letter to his senior sister, stating that he would stay here to look for someone and would be back later.
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Xuancang Academy.
The injured in the small secret realm were all treated properly and were now alive and well. They were not interested in Chu Fu's apology and only urged him to quickly tell them how he killed Feng Jiuyou.
Chu Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he picked a disciple who was good at speaking and started telling stories to the students.
When talking about the real and fake Wutong, everyone was surprised. Everyone saw Feng Jiuyou defending Qi Wutong that day in Qingcheng Sect, but they didn't want to defend a fake one. Everyone was anxious to know how Feng Jiuyou would treat the fake Wutong if the two were still alive. It is said that this incident later gave birth to a popular story in the mortal world, but that's another story.
When it was mentioned that Xu Shulou ignored the backlash and stabbed Feng Jiuyou with a sword, everyone gasped. Chu Fu recalled that Xu Shulou was quite reckless. Most people would hesitate for a moment to see if there was a backlash, but she went straight up and stabbed. She was really a fierce warrior.
But it was really reckless, and it was really refreshing.
While he was daydreaming, the storytelling had come to an end. The students looked at Xu Shulou and applauded. At this time, they all knew that this classmate No. 121 was the rumored Xu Shulou from Wuchen Island. It was not because the two female cultivators she had saved leaked the secret. She had caused such a big scene in Qingcheng that anyone with a keen eye could easily find out her identity.
"No problem, no problem. It's just a piece of cake." Facing the applause and cheers, Xu Shulou was very humble.
In the crowd, her younger brothers were delighted that they were following a promising boss, while the Thirty-three Young Master, who had been beaten up by her and had plotted against her but failed, was crooking his neck and trying his best to lower his head, fearing that Xu Shulou would notice him.
The ten people around him were like him, almost bowing their heads to their chests. The Thirty-third Young Master turned his head to the left and was immediately furious: "Why are you bowing your heads? She didn't realize that day that you were in the small secret realm. Are you here to help me teach her a lesson?"
"The one on your right is even more abnormal." The male cultivator on his left winked at him. Sanshisan turned his head and saw that the friend on his right was looking at Xu Shulou with his neck straight and his eyes shining, which was out of tune with the melancholy of his other friends.
"you……"
His friend turned his head to look at him, his eyes flashing with love: "I've decided, I want to pursue Xu Shulou!"
The group of people who were hooking their necks suddenly looked up and almost sprained their necks: "Are you crazy?"
Thirty-three quickly dissuaded him: "I have given up the idea of revenge on her, so please stop making trouble."
"I said I wanted to pursue her. When did I say I wanted to help you avenge her?"
The female cultivator who had provoked Xu Shulou frowned and said, "We don't know you yet? You always like to pursue those challenging female cultivators, but after you get them, you don't like them anymore. What's the difference between your pursuit and revenge?"
The male cultivator numbered 29 in this academy was the most romantic one among them. He had always been attracted by many romantic partners and had caused many tears. He had been studying with the 121st grader for a few months and had never thought about her when he thought she was a "female cultivator from a poor family". But now that he knew it was Xu Shulou, he had the idea. It was obvious that he did not like her personally, but wanted to challenge the identity of "Xu Shulou of Wuchen Island".
"Look at my previous experience, that was Xu Shulou," Sanshisan murmured, "Whether you want to take revenge on her or pursue her, I think you are crazy."
"You don't understand. For such a strong and arrogant female cultivator, you can't confront her head-on. You have to overcome her with softness," said Twenty-Nine. "I have a way. Just wait and see."
Thirty-three couldn't persuade him any more, so he could only send his sincere blessing: "Rest in peace, Warrior."
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Xu Shulou didn't know that her classmates were thinking about her again. She was asked to leave by several teachers alone. As soon as she left the room, Teacher Zhou handed her a brocade bag.
"This is the reward for the small secret realm test. Although you are not the winner who stayed in there the longest, you saved a lot of classmates," Master Zhou said, "We have discussed it and decided to give you a reward for being the top of the list."
Xu Shulou did not refuse. He took it with both hands, opened the brocade bag, and took out a translucent round bead from it: "Spirit Gathering Bead?"
Master Xue, who was standing by, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You really know what you are talking about."
This spirit gathering bead can store spiritual power, and the storage limit is equal to the spiritual power limit of the holder. Practitioners can input their spiritual power into it little by little on a daily basis, and when they encounter danger in the future and use up their spiritual power, they can use the spiritual power stored in the bead. It is very practical. Practitioners will keep it for their own use after obtaining it, and will not sell it even if they are short of money. It is a treasure that is priceless.
Xu Shulou thanked him: "Thank you, Master."
"No need to be polite," Master Zhou said with a smile, "By the way, Master Li wants to talk to you."
Because he had said in front of his two colleagues that he didn't like this student, Master Li felt a little awkward at this moment: "Xu, Miss Xu."
"Master, just call me by my name."
Master Li cleared his throat and said, "I saw your sword in Qingcheng Sect that day. It looked familiar to me. I think I have seen its depiction in some books. Could you tell us the name of this sword?"
Xu Shulou smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with that. My sword is called Quexie."
“The ancient famous sword Quexie?!” Several teachers’ faces were filled with surprise. “I never thought that this sword is in your hands!”
"It's actually the famous sword Quexie," Master Li was lost in thought for a moment, "It chose you, do you know what this means?"
Xu Shulou stroked the handle of the fan, lowered his eyes and said, "It means that I have the responsibility to protect the people."
"..." Master Li was startled again, swallowing back the words he was about to say about glory and honor, or about the rumors that every Quexie Sword Master would achieve great success, and looked at her seriously, "You are right, I am narrow-minded."
Xu Shulou looked at him with some confusion.
Master Li suddenly turned around and looked at his old friend, Master Xue, who taught him swordsmanship: "What do you think?"
Master Xue burst into laughter and waved to Xu Shulou: "Follow me."
Xu Shulou didn't know what they were up to, but he followed them anyway. This time, Master Li and Master Zhou didn't follow.
"Do you know why we accepted the invitation from Qingcheng Sect and come here to teach?" Master Xue took her to walk on the corridor. There were sea of clouds on both sides. The two of them walked along as if they were walking in the clouds.
Xu Shulou shook his head truthfully. This Master Xue had a high status in the cultivation world. Even the Qingcheng Sect was a little surprised that he was willing to accept the invitation. Now, some of the famous disciples in Xuancang College actually came here to make friends with these masters.
Master Xue stopped and stood in the quiet corridor: "We old guys always want to see the cultivation world getting better and better."
Xu Shulou was silent for a moment before he said softly, "Master, you are so righteous."
Master Xue looked at her and said, "Actually, there is nothing much for you to learn in my swordsmanship class. I have to take care of the progress of other students."
Xu Shulou nodded. Actually, she had been mainly learning some magic and reading books recently. In the past few months, her swordsmanship had not improved much.
"I have a sword technique that suits you," Master Xue took out a book and handed it to her. "In addition to the reason I just mentioned, I came to the academy to find a successor for this sword technique. Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to find one in just a few months."
"What is this?" Xu Shulou flipped through the book, "The Sword Manual of Common People!"
The sword technique is called the Common People Sword, which means to save all living beings with one sword. It is said that the sword immortal who ascended to heaven a thousand years ago and froze fourteen states with one sword practiced this sword technique.
"Blessing the world with your sword, saving lives," Master Xue looked at her seriously, "This sword technique is extremely powerful. With the sword Quexie, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop you in the future. I just hope you don't make any mistakes in the future."
Xu Shulou said solemnly: "I will not let you down, Master."
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