Chapter 11: Fisherman's Song on the Evening River
Several people only had a vague understanding of the matter. Wu Lu said politely, "Old people? I've heard of it, I've heard of it..."
Wei Ci chuckled and said slowly, "The Old Ginseng Sect originated from the foot of Changbai Mountain. They use ginseng to make elixirs and control the world's rare medicinal materials. They have been extremely prosperous in the past two years."
When Wu Lu heard that he was from the same hometown, he immediately praised him highly and even gave Cang Ming a push: "Say hello."
Wei Qiang said modestly, "Today I am fortunate to have met three seniors of extraordinary skill. I have benefited greatly from them." He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you immortals?"
Wu Lu laughed heartily: "I am Wu Lu, the Music Fairy. This is Xi Sheng, the Tide Fairy. That is Ghost Buster..."
Xunyan chimed in, "I don't know why our little shop has such good feng shui."
Wu Lu flicked his fan and spoke eloquently, "Is it rare to find a wandering immortal? There are three in this small room."
Wei Qiang was full of envy, and Wu Lu added, "But it's rare. In the past hundred years, there have been countless cultivators who have slain demons, but only three wandering immortals have emerged, and they are all in this room right now."
Suddenly, there was thunderous applause. Xisheng opened his eyes and asked, "Why did the female ghost capture you?"
Wei Qiang shocked everyone: "She didn't catch me, she was saving me."
Wei Ci raised an eyebrow. Wei Qiang continued, "I went south to search for medicinal herbs. One night, I was ambushed. Thanks to the ghost lady's men, they rescued me and brought me back to the cave."
Xi Sheng showed a skeptical look and immediately pointed out: "But weren't you also fighting with the female ghosts just now?"
Wei Qiang explained, "After I woke up, I didn't know where I was. I kicked and punched around, and even broke a piece of the cave. Later, in the magic circle, those evil spirits came to catch me, so I fought back. That's because, because..."
Wu Lu coughed dryly: "Because he was implicated by us."
Wei Qiang was horrified and immediately jumped up: "How can you say that, benefactor! I will dig some ginseng and offer it to you as a token of my gratitude!"
He rushed out of the inn, his voice fading away. All that could be seen was a figure pulling out a scratcher and digging frantically. Not long after, Wei Qiang returned with some flowers and herbs. "There's no wild ginseng to be found in the Central Plains, so please accept these herbs."
Xisheng declined, "No need. We already have the bodies of immortals. It doesn't matter if we don't eat or drink, let alone these supplements."
Wu Lu looked at the herbs reluctantly and said, "Yes, they are not needed..."
While the three of them were pulling and tugging at each other, Wei Qiang suddenly put down the pile of flowers and plants and said, "Goodbye!" Then he somersaulted out of the door and disappeared without a trace.
Wu Lu immediately picked up the flowers and said happily, "Keep them and sell them as local specialties of our store..."
There was a lot of noise over there, and Wei Ci turned to look at Cang Ming and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
Cang Ming forced a smile and said, "Did you hear what Tian Xinshu shouted at the end?"
Without saying a word of thanks.
Cang Ming took a deep breath and said, "The Weiyang Crown was a burial object of my master, and it was the magic weapon that was later... stolen. This pearl crown was much-fought for and changed hands several times. Unexpectedly, it was obtained by Tian Xinshu. But it was lost again. Where can I find clues?" She looked up at the rows of paper figurines hanging in the inn and didn't want to say a word.
Wu Lu uttered an "oh" and said carefreely, "Is that the pearl crown you stole back then?"
Wei Ci smiled coldly: "Did you see it?"
Wu Lu said unhappily, "I mean, the one that was rumored to have been stolen by Cang Ming. Who are you, kid?"
Wei Ci picked up the teacup and smiled seductively, "I'd also like to ask who you two are. I seem to have heard you call yourselves Sanxian. How did you come up with the name of a dish?"
Wu Lu was about to argue with him when Cang Ming raised his head and asked solemnly, "Wu Lu, Xi Sheng, why are you here?"
Wu Lu yelled in grievance: "I already have a shop here, I was just wondering what you are doing here!"
Xisheng said, "As I said, there were many funerals in Fengyan City, so I came here to play music for money. This shabby inn is full of ghosts, so I came in to take a look. I didn't expect to run into you two."
Wu Lu questioned Cang Ming confidently, "Why are you still doubting us? Could it be that we set up a trap to lure you here so we can follow the clues and find out who is behind you?"
Xisheng glanced at Weici and said, "It's better to doubt him."
Wei Ci said slowly, "What if you and Tian Xinshu are colluding to stage this to make us let down our guard? No one has seen the pearl crown, so how do we know it's not a cover?"
Xisheng retorted, "What pearl crown in the dungeon? We haven't seen it before, but you and Cang Ming were there first. How do we know you didn't steal it? Or are you in cahoots with the female ghost?"
Wu Lu immediately looked up and down Wei Ci's chest and waist, trying to find the shape of the pearl crown, and finally said, "Nice figure..." Xi Sheng gave him a dissatisfied look.
Wei Ci silently turned to Cang Ming, but lowered his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look her in the face. After a moment's silence, he said quietly, "General, do you believe me?"
Cang Ming said in a daze: "Actually...what do you call me?"
Wu Lu rushed to say: "Look, he is even more suspicious!"
Cang Ming suddenly woke up as if from a dream: "I still have to help him collect the debt, so I'll take my leave first. If Wei Qiang comes back, you must keep him."
Having said that, without waiting for Wu Lu and Xi Sheng to reply, he pulled Wei Ci up and rushed out of the hotel as if escaping.
Mixia called out from behind: "Sir, would you like to bring some freshly baked sesame cakes——"
Cang Ming turned back and shouted while running: "Come back and eat, thank you——"
He ran all the way, looking up again, and found that he had run to the door of the antique shop. Cang Ming let go of Wu Ci, leaned against the tree to catch his breath for a while, and then slid down unconsciously and sat at the roots of the tree, dazed.
Wei Ci also sat beside her on the ground, looking at the brilliant light in the sky. In the evening, the blue sky enveloped the whole area.
Lights gradually lit up in Fengyan City, smoke from cooking fires rose and fell. At the end of the city, the river rose and fell, distant mountains were faint shadows, and the sky was filled with sunset clouds.
Wei Ci whistled, looked into the distance and said, "Those two good-for-nothings really don't seem to want to kill you this time."
Cang Ming smiled: "They are not that useless."
Wei Ci gave a mischievous smile: "I didn't say which two they were."
Cang Ming immediately denied it: "I didn't say which two they were."
The two of them looked at each other face to face and couldn't help laughing together.
Cang Ming looked up at the gradually darkening sky, concentrating silently.
In one day, everything turned upside down. People who had once been enemies suddenly became allies, as if the intervening years had been a dream.
The Weiyang Crown is a peerless magical treasure, granting its bearer divine power and making rule over the mortal world a breeze. After many years, the Weiyang Crown suddenly reappears. Could the one who brought her here be the one who brought her here?
The storm is coming, and the world is about to change.
Cang Ming said slowly: "My goal is to cultivate into a god, to avenge my grievances, to protect the world, to uphold justice, to prove the truth to the world, and to explore the ultimate mysteries of the universe!"
Not yet quitting: "..."
He was a little tired after saying those few words. Cang Ming coughed twice and regained his half-dead and dejected appearance. "This is what I thought when I first started wandering. Over the years, it has become a deep-rooted obsession. But if I can't get everything I want in the end, what should I live for? I have no parents or relatives, so there are too few things worth being happy about."
Wei Ci didn't answer for a long time. Cang Ming raised his head and found that he had been looking at him. He said hurriedly: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You also have your pain and troubles, and you still have to listen to me nagging..."
"The Pearl Crown has reappeared, and it's a good time to seek revenge." Wei Ci seemed to be able to see through her heart and said naturally, "Will it help you realize the ultimate mystery of the universe?"
Cang Ming said puzzledly: "What you said is true, but why does it sound so stupid when you say it?"
Wei Ci touched his chin and said, "Oh, then I'll practice more."
Cang Ming smiled, Wei Ci looked at her deeply, and then immediately turned his head away.
"The ruthless and decisive Demon King Nakano Feiou is actually a flower of eloquence." Cang Ming deliberately put his face in front of him and praised him. Wei Ci slowly raised his eyes to look into hers. The colorful sunset was reflected in her pupils, and then down to her slightly upturned nose and smiling lips.
His voice was low and hoarse. "General, it's true that you trusted me, but don't do that to others."
Cang Ming said disapprovingly: "How could that be? I only became an immortal at the age of nineteen, but my mind was also sealed at the age of nineteen."
"Don't you wonder who I am?"
Cang Ming imitated him, stroking his chin and said, "It's the Demon King Zhongye Feiou, a man who knows a lot. For example, you know that I am a disciple of the Wangxian Sect, and you also know that I am General Wu."
Throughout history, martial artists and immortals have used unique techniques to highlight their identities, a feat more effective than simply displaying name tags. In her early years, Cang Ming hid her true identity, donning an ugly mask. She no longer practiced the Forgotten Immortal Sword Dance or summoned the Hexagonal Snowflake Formation. Back then, she hunted ghosts, often employing shamanic dances or exorcisms. She danced with elaborate tricks, creating a mystique, before quietly casting spells amidst a room filled with bizarre magical instruments, concealing her tracks.
Only when the world had forgotten General Wu did Cang Ming reactivate the long-forgotten Sword Dance Formation. Few in the world knew the legend of Liu Feng Hui Xue.
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Thousands of years later, when storytellers talked about this part, they would inevitably clap the stick to wake up the people and recount the former glory of the Wangxian Sect.
I don't know which dynasty or era it was, but in this great ancient nation, chariots and horses were gilded. Evil spirits, once victorious, absorbed the vast spiritual energy of the peaceful and prosperous era.
Where there is singing and dancing, demons and ghosts appear everywhere.
During the chaotic times of Paradise, many Buddhist and Taoist sects came into being, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their magical powers.
Each sect has different principles of practice, different magical skills, and various paths to seek, but the ultimate mission is surprisingly unified. Even the sect that claims to be the most transcendent is no exception: to slay demons and monsters, accumulate virtue and ascend to immortality.
In the northern border area outside the Great Wall, a female master founded the Wangxian Sect. Her disciples diligently practiced sword dance, year after year.
One year, a monster swallowed the lightning of the tribulation and leaped out of nowhere, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split. The monster gathered an army of monsters and attacked the imperial city, hoping to rule the world.
A group of disciples from the Wangxian Sect arrived first, stopped the monster and started a fierce battle, which was a fierce fight.
There was a circle of young disciples on the magic circle, including beautiful women and handsome men, as numerous as stars and rainbows.
At first, he danced with a sword, sometimes leaping into the air, sometimes exploring the sea and into the clouds, suddenly stretching out freely like a willow in the wind, and suddenly spinning rapidly like a star passing through the sky.
When the demons were suppressed in the execution ground, he suddenly drew his sword. His sword skills were both martial and dancing, profound and wonderful, and he killed all the demons.
One of the girls, a nineteen-year-old, was particularly enchanted that day. She danced with her sword, feeling one with nature, oblivious to the world around her. As if assisted by a god, she defeated countless enemies and ascended to heaven in one single battle. Because she charged into battle and led the heroes like a young god-like general, she was nicknamed "Dancing General."
Having achieved the status of a Sanxian (loose immortal), General Wu set out on a journey. Sanxian (loose immortals) are free and unfettered, immortal and ageless, and only one step away from joining the ranks of immortals.
In the twelfth month of the following year, the celestial phenomena were very unusual. It was supposed to be the day when the Purple Star would appear, but instead, only a Death Star was born.
General Wu, known as the Death Star, enjoyed a period of immense success when his parents met with mysterious and dismembered deaths. Before the end of the twelfth lunar month, the Forget Immortal Sect's master passed away due to illness. After a hasty burial, his tomb was robbed. Legend has it that the Death Star, plagued by misfortune and a twisted heart, poisoned his master and then dug up the tomb to steal the pearl crown buried with him. The crown was a supreme magical treasure, destined to remain with the dead. Sang Men Xing was despised by the world, hunted by his fellow disciples and attacked by the other three sects.
Later, the Death Star colluded with officials, raised demons, slaughtered all his disciples, and massacred the other three major schools. He then lived in seclusion in the mountains and has been missing since then.
A famous general of his generation, stunning in the mountains and rivers, calling his friends. Once he falls, the world cannot tolerate him, and his journey remains unrewarded.
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"Weiqi!" Cang Ming was suddenly startled and grabbed his arm.
"kindness?"
"Then do you know my other nicknames?"
"I know, Ghost Buster."
"That's not it!"
"Catch the ghost sister."
"Oh, never mind, it's better not to know..."
Wei Ci said obediently: "Well, yes, I don't know."
Cang Ming stood up and patted the hem of her skirt: "Let's go, I'll help you collect your debt."
Wei Ci also stood up and said with a smile: "I've already asked for it. Let's do it next time."
Cang Ming turned his head, pretending to look at the afterglow of the sunset, and slowly smiled.
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