Chapter 217 Shameless
No one knew what Fengsha was thinking, but Lu Yan slipped away without a second thought. He returned to his original residence and found it was just a small servant's room. It had everything one would need. It wasn't too shabby, but it wasn't great either.
Lu Yan died four times before he survived the hands of the great devil Ying Wujiu. Logically, the most urgent task now should be to leave Fuyue City and get his soul back as soon as possible.
Isn't the dream of workers to get promoted and get a pay raise? After finally waiting for the CEO to retire, why wait to get promoted from deputy to full-time?
However, when Lu Yan just treated Ying Wujiu's injury, he was surprised to find something -
The other person has a soulful aura.
Although it is very faint, it is definitely there.
The Red Lotus Fire in the eighteenth level of Hell could burn all the sins of the world, and once touched, it could not be extinguished. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been burned to death, but Ying Wujiu was still alive, maybe it was the effect of his soul.
This is really a case of searching for something without any effort. After finding the first piece, the rest of the pieces became much easier.
Thinking of this, Lu Yan directly called up the system panel. After all, this was a world in a book, and it would be much more convenient if he could know the original plot. However, perhaps because his energy had not yet recovered, most of the function keys were gray and unusable.
【Warning! Warning! Insufficient energy! 】
This row of bright red characters appeared before his eyes, indicating that Lu Yan had very little energy left. If he were in the space station as usual, it would only take a few minutes to replenish it, but now he couldn't go back for the time being.
He had no choice but to push the door open and leave the room. He took a deep breath and jumped onto the roof. Then he sat cross-legged, facing the bright moon in the sky, absorbing the meager power of the moonlight and converting it into energy.
The night is always short. In just three hours, the moon gradually disappeared, replaced by a ray of dawn. Lu Yan stretched his waist and jumped directly from the roof.
He sat all night and replenished 3% of his energy.
Although the amount is negligible, it adds up to a lot, and something is better than nothing.
Lu Yan was getting ready to wash up after fetching some water from the well when a green figure suddenly appeared outside the courtyard gate and poked his head out to urge him, "Lu Yan! Hurry up! Why haven't you gotten up yet? If you're any later, you won't be able to catch up with the meal!"
In Fuyue City, dinner is served at 3:15 AM every day. If you get up late and miss dinner, you will have to go hungry for the whole morning. Among the pile of cauldrons that were offered up, there was one named Tang Su, who had the best relationship with the original body, so they often traveled together.
Lu Yan responded casually: "Come right over!"
He was a soul and had no habit of eating, but seeing Tang Su was so anxious, he quickened his pace and rushed to the dining hall in the back kitchen with her. Just as the sky got light, a group of people gathered inside, most of them were servants in gray, with a few in green.
The Demon Realm is vast, with monsters from nine mountains and eight caves, but they all rule Fuyue City. Ying Wujiu occupies the city alone, so naturally he has servants to sweep and serve him. In addition, there are also beauty cauldrons presented by the subordinates, which are distinguished by green clothes, making them easy to recognize.
The group of people were crowded together in a noisy manner, pushing and shoving each other, just like a vegetable market. However, as soon as Lu Yan entered, they suddenly became quiet. Hundreds of eyes looked at him at once, with all kinds of ambiguous looks, especially from those in green clothes.
Last night, Lu Yan sneaked into the bed of the master. This matter can be said to be secretive, but it can also be said that it cannot be kept secret. After all, where there are people, there are eyes. If the news gets out, those who are as stubborn as him will be upset.
Ying Wujiu is not interested in beautiful women and stays in seclusion in the palace all year round. These beautiful women may have to waste their years in the mountains with a status only slightly better than that of a servant. How can they be willing to accept this? Lu Yan's actions last night were undoubtedly the first to act out.
There was only a cold snort, which seemed abrupt in the quiet hall:
"Shameless!"
Lu Yan looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a handsome man in blue clothes. He looked unfriendly and glared at him. Tang Su couldn't help but rushed forward and shouted angrily: "Qu Shaotan, who are you scolding?!"
Qu Shaotan sneered: "I will scold anyone who shamelessly climbs into the Lord's bed. Tang Su, you are not afraid of losing your status by hanging out with a villain like Lu Yan!"
Although they are all furnaces, they are divided into high and low classes. Qu Shaotan is the young master of the Qu family in Wangzhou. Although the family had to sacrifice him in order to seek protection, Qu Shaotan has been practicing spiritual roots and immortal methods since he was a child, and now he has reached the seventh level of Qi training. Therefore, many people are wary of him.
Tang Su was about to speak, but saw Lu Yanshen stretching his waist and slowly walking to Qu Shaotan, saying calmly: "You said I climbed into the Lord's bed, what evidence do you have?"
Qu Shaotan was stunned at first, then sneered: "What evidence do you need? You did such a shameless thing, everyone knows it!"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? So there is no evidence? You speak so convincingly, as if you saw it with your own eyes. People who don't know would think that you lie under the bed and peek at the master every day. Brother Shaotan, you must not hide under the bed next time. What if you scare the master?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.
Upon hearing this, Qu Shaotan's eyes turned fierce, and he said angrily: "How dare you say such arrogant words! I will destroy you!"
Although he was only at the seventh level of Qi training, he was more than capable of killing an ordinary person. Qu Shaotan put his two fingers together and condensed a sword of Qi towards Lu Yan. It was so fast that one could hear the sound of breaking wind. Tang Su wanted to help but it was too late:
"Lu Yan! Be careful!!"
Lu Yan did not dodge or evade, but when Qu Shaotan's sword energy was about to hit him, he suddenly shook his sleeves, and a light green mist instantly jumped out of it, like a long snake wrapping around his waist, directly breaking Qu Shaotan's moves and shocking him to retreat three steps.
"Bang--!"
Qu Shaotan's martial arts were not good enough, and he had just forced himself to gather his energy to perform the family heirloom Green Dragon Out to Sea move, but was easily broken by Lu Yan. He immediately fell to the ground and spit out blood, his blood boiling and his head buzzing.
Everyone was also shocked. There were both men and women in this group of people. Although they all looked good, most of them came from poor families, and some were recruited from brothels. Cultivation was out of their reach.
Lu Yan is obviously just an ordinary person like them, how come he suddenly became so powerful overnight that he could even defeat Qu Shaotan with one move? !
Qu Shaotan was also incredulous: "You! Don't you even have spiritual roots? When did you cultivate and gain spiritual power?!"
He was knocked down with one move, which meant he must have reached the ninth level of Qi training at least.
Lu Yan pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, secretly feeling sorry for the 1% of energy he had consumed, but he didn't show it on his face. He poured himself a cup of tea leisurely: "So what if I have spiritual roots, so what if I don't? Do I have to tell you every detail of everything?"
He took a sip of tea before he finished speaking, holding the cup and looking at Qu Shaotan with a half-smile, a hint of sarcasm that made people blush for no reason:
"Your ancestor once calmed the mountains and the seas, and created the Thirteen Styles of Azure Dragon Sword. Although it has long been lost, you never thought that your descendants would be so unworthy that they cannot even match half of his spirit."
Qu Shaotan's face was filled with shame and embarrassment: "You are just a small fisherman's son by the Xunling River. You have never even touched the cultivation method, and you don't know any sword moves. How dare you make irresponsible comments on my ancestors?! I lost to you today because I am not as skilled as you. If we compete again tomorrow, I may not lose again!"
He didn't even need anyone to help him after he finished speaking. He held his breath and got up from the ground. He glared at Lu Yan angrily, then turned around and went to get his meal. When the people saw that there was nothing lively to watch, they dispersed in twos and threes. However, their eyes were still on Lu Yan. They felt that this man seemed to have been reborn.
The most surprised person among them was Tang Su. He sat down opposite with a plate of steamed buns in his hand, his eyes wide open:
"Lu Yan, when did you become so powerful? Did the Lord teach you last night?"
Apart from this, he couldn't think of a second possibility.
Lu Yan took a steamed bun from his plate and vaguely explained, "Oh, I met a traveling Taoist priest when I was fishing at home. He said I had wisdom and taught me a few tricks, but he warned me not to conflict with others and not to show off everywhere, so I never told you before."
Tang Su's eyes were full of envy, and he sighed, "That's great, you have already defeated Qu Shaotan, I think you have already reached the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. If you can get guidance from an expert, and find a way to get a foundation-building pill, your luck will be far greater than this."
Lu Yan could hear his frustration: "You can't force opportunities in this world. How do you know if you won't have other opportunities in the future?"
Tang Su shook his head and said, "Whatever. Anyway, you and I are in this situation now. No matter what, we are still working for others. By the way, I just heard you mention the ancestors of the Qu family. How about you, are you familiar with their family?"
Lu Yan replenished 3% of his energy last night. Although he couldn't unlock all the contents of the world in this book, he could already read the first part. Seeing Tang Su's curious face, he said with a smile while holding a steamed bun in his mouth: "If you want to listen to my story, how about sweeping the yard for me tonight?"
Tang Su curled her lips and said, "You are the only one who doesn't want to suffer a loss. All right, all right, just tell me, and I'll sweep it for you."
"Good brother, be loyal!"
Lu Yan rolled up his sleeves with satisfaction and tapped the edge of the plate with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, acting like a storyteller:
"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the world was in chaos, Pangu created Hongmeng, and demons ravaged the human world. In order to protect the human race from harm, immortals were born. Among them was the ancestor of the Naqu family - the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal Qu Liuer!"
"This man was originally a fisherman by the Qinglong River in Wangzhou..."
Lu Yan's move just now shocked the whole audience. Many people were secretly paying attention. What he said at the beginning was interesting. They all listened attentively, wanting to know some fairy tales. But they suddenly heard him say that the ancestors of the Qu family were fishermen. Remembering that Qu Shaotan had just scolded Lu Yan for being the son of a little fisherman, they could not help but burst out laughing.
This Lu Yan is too petty, is he deliberately seeking revenge?
Even Qu Shaotan's forehead was bulging with veins, and his teeth were gritting. He wanted to stand up and fight Lu Yan to the death, but his companion beside him quickly held him down and reminded him in a low voice: "A good man never eats a loss in front of him. Why bother to provoke him!"
Qu Shaotan's chest was heaving with anger, and he growled in a low voice: "Are we just going to watch him insult my ancestors?!"
His companions were at a loss and could only repeatedly advise him: "Just listen to him. If you can't explain it, we will definitely help you get back on your feet."
Qu Shaotan had no choice but to hold back his anger and listen to Lu Yan talking not far away.
"This Qu Liuer grew up by the river. When he was young, he saw a green dragon coming out from the bottom of the river to eat people, causing great suffering to the people. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would definitely help his fellow villagers get rid of this disaster. But how could he, a poor boy from a fisherman family, learn the magic and martial arts to kill this thousand-year-old dragon?"
Everyone couldn't help but feel sympathetic when they heard this. Yes, for ordinary people like them who came from poor backgrounds, the two most difficult doors to enter in their lives were the gate to immortality, and the other was the gate to officialdom. They were truly out of reach.
Someone couldn't help but ask: "How did Qu Liuer do it?"
Lu Yan said: "Although Qu Liu'er had this intention, he has never made a decision. What really prompted him to embark on the path of seeking immortality was the pain of his blood relatives."
"One day, Qu's father and his fellow villagers went fishing, but they were unexpectedly caught by a dragon at the bottom of the river. The dragon ate them alive, and the boat was destroyed. Not even a corpse was left. This kind of thing happens every few days in the fishing village, but when it really happens to you, you will know how painful it is!"
"That night, Qu Liuer was completely alone. Some kind villagers wanted to adopt him because he was young, but he politely refused. He just took a wooden sword made from firewood from the mountains and resolutely left the fishing village on a night when the river was surging."
"You asked him what he wanted to do? To seek immortality? Maybe."
"Hearing that there was a fairy mountain in the South China Sea, the young man carried a wooden sword on his back and set out on a journey of thousands of miles to seek the fairy. He climbed thousands of nameless mountains and walked thousands of famous roads. From spring to winter, he didn't know how many years had passed. Finally, on a snowy winter day, he arrived at Penglai Mountain."
Others couldn't help but listen attentively. If a cultivator wanted to go thousands of miles away, there would be divine beasts and fragrant carriages to take them there, or at least they could just use some magic spells. But Qu Liuer, a young boy, actually walked there on foot. What kind of perseverance did he have?
Tang Su's eyes sparkled. He hoped that the young man could return home after completing his studies. After all, everyone has a dream of being a hero. "Did the immortal accept him as his disciple?"
Even Qu Shaotan quietly pricked up his ears to listen.
Lu Yan laughed, "That mountain is indeed a fairy mountain, and there are indeed fairies living on the mountain, but he has fairy children serving him and has long stopped accepting disciples, not to mention that he is just a poor boy. Qu Liuer has neither talent nor background. If everyone can pray to the fairy mountain and become a fairy, then wouldn't the world be full of fairy cultivators?"
Although everyone felt sad, this statement was not without reason. The aristocratic families thought highly of themselves, so they would never lower their heads to save a poor boy.
"Lu Yan, please tell me how Qu Liu'er became a sword fairy?"
Lu Yan said calmly, "He knelt for five days at the foot of the Nanhai Immortal Mountain, and he kowtowed every time he took a step, but he still failed to get the mountain gate to open. The immortal children even surrounded Qu Liu'er and teased him. One of them cut off the wooden sword in his hand and laughed at him, saying, 'Look, you can't even afford a decent sword, how can you cultivate immortality? You should just go down the mountain by yourself. Mortals have their own destiny. Birth, aging, sickness and death are normal. Why do you want to change your fate by becoming an immortal?"
"These bastards!"
Someone could not help but pound the table in anger. It was Qu Shaotan. When he was young, he only heard his family praising his ancestors for their unparalleled glory. However, he never imagined that his own ancestor had such a hard life before he became famous. Even a little fairy child dared to play with him. He just wanted to rush up and chop him with a sword to vent his anger.
Lu Yan didn't know who was talking, he just thought it was a servant who was listening to the story intently. He took a sip of tea, and then continued in the eyes of the crowd, some expectant or angry:
"Qu Liu'er had received countless cold stares along the way, but he didn't get angry when he heard this. He just threw away his wooden sword, struggled to get up from the ground, and looked up at the closed mountain gate."
"My god, I have come a long way to get here."
"I have no money, and I have never been to school. My parents and ancestors were all fishermen, and they had no status of any importance. They lived by the Qinglong River, and were all eaten by demons."
"I just ask you to give me a chance."
"I don't want immortality or freedom. I just want a sword to protect the people I want to protect."
There were sighs in the cafeteria: What a good boy, but he had such a tragic fate.
Lu Yan continued, "I don't know if it was God's mercy, but when Qu Liu'er had this thought in his mind, he actually understood a little bit of the sword meaning, causing the heaven and earth to lose color. The vermilion mountain gate slowly opened, and an old man in fluttering robes walked out with a sigh. He was finally willing to teach him the immortal method, but there were three conditions."
"First, he only teaches immortal methods and does not take on the title of master and disciple."
"Second, no matter how well you learn, you must leave the mountain within five years."
"Third, once Qu Liu'er leaves, you are not allowed to set foot in the South China Sea again in this life."
Tang Su said disdainfully, "What kind of immortal is this? You are so stingy. Disciples with better spiritual roots still need thirty years to cultivate their Qi and build their foundation. I'm afraid you can't even learn the introductory skills in five years! You are just sending away beggars!"
His words drew a wave of echoes.
Lu Yan also nodded: "Five years is indeed too short, but for Qu Liuer, being able to stay for even one day is good, so he stayed in the fairy mountain and studied hard, practicing swordsmanship day and night, but he never thought that he would be a rare sword genius in a thousand years. In the first year, he perfected his Qi training, in the third year he established his foundation, and in the fifth year he reached the great perfection stage and was about to form a pill."
Tang Su's eyes lit up, and she could only sigh: "It's great! He is truly a young genius!"
Lu Yan: "The immortal was also pleased to see his talent and gave him more guidance, but he didn't want to break his oath, so he let him go down the mountain in the fifth year. Before he left, he told him: You are about to form an elixir, and your future is limitless. After returning home, you need to cultivate yourself and don't conflict with others. Wait a hundred years later, when you have achieved the great way, it won't be too late to come out of the mountain again."
"A hundred years may be just a blink of an eye for immortals, but for mortals, it is a huge change. Maybe the fishing village has been lost in the long river."
"If it were someone else, they would definitely follow his instructions. After all, although Qu Liu'er is a young genius, he is just a sapling that is still growing vigorously. He has not yet grown into a towering tree. If he forces himself to fight the Azure Dragon, he will probably lose his life and his future will be ruined."
Lu Yan's voice suddenly became low as he spoke:
"But Qu Liuer never forgot why he went to the South China Sea and why he sought immortality. He carried his long sword and traveled thousands of miles back to the fishing village. The people were still the same, but there were fewer of them and they were older. The old fishermen could no longer recognize that the awe-inspiring boy in front of them was the frail Qu Liuer back then. They all looked at him as a stranger, and Qu Liuer said nothing."
"Just then, the blue dragon emerged from the water and came ashore to devour the living people within a hundred miles. The people fled in panic, but Qu Liu'er drew his sword and flew forward, wearing a fluttering white shirt, and engaged the blue dragon in a fight! The sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, the waves on the river surged up to the sky, and the water flooded the mountains and forests."
"This sword is what he has learned throughout his life."
"This sword already contains the spirit of breaking jade and keeping the damage intact."
"Qu Liu'er slashed out with sword after sword, totally disregarding himself. He only wanted to suppress the thousand-year-old dragon under the river. Finally, he used his own unique skill, Blue Dragon Out of the Sea, and died together with the dragon. The river water rose into the sky, and then returned to silence silently, leaving only a bright red color. A generation of genius fell just like that."
The people around were shocked when they heard this, and their faces showed pity:
"What? Qu Liu'er died just like that? Then how did he become the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal?"
"Qu Liuer is so righteous! If it were me, we would never be able to do what he did!"
"What a wonderful young boy! Lu Yan, please tell us what happened to him later."
Lu Yan was talking so hard that his throat was about to smoke. He only lamented why he had started this. Now he couldn't even leave. He took a sip of tea and said, "Qu Liu'er's sword was broken and he was floating on the river. Suddenly, he heard a voice from the sky: Chi'er, do you regret it?"
"Regret? Qu Liuer certainly won't regret it."
"He said, 'This sword has killed the Azure Dragon, and this body has been sacrificed in the river. After death, I do not ask for reincarnation, but only wish that my soul will stay here forever to protect peace on earth!'"
"One night, he had a thought, and suddenly he was enlightened. He saw the sky and earth above him dimmed. It turned out that the gate to the immortal world had opened, helping his cultivation to soar. Qu Liuer only needed to take a step up the stairs to ascend to become an immortal, far away from the troubles of the secular world!"
The gate of immortality is wide open? !
Everyone in the dining hall was shaking with excitement when they heard this. You have to know that ever since the last true immortal in the Ten Directions Domain ascended to heaven, the chances of becoming an immortal in the human world have waned, and no one can open the door to immortality anymore. Nowadays, those wandering ascetics can only be called half-immortals at best, and it is still difficult for them to escape from their mortal bodies. Now, listening to Lu Yan talk about the glorious past, how could they not be fascinated and moved.
"So this is how Qu Liu'er ascended to the sky. It's really amazing!"
"Although he ruined his own future, fortunately, God protects him!"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ascend? No, no, no, Qu Liuer has not yet ascended to heaven. If he ascends to heaven, he will no longer be able to interfere in worldly affairs. Wouldn't that go against the original intention?"
"So he just used that wisp of heavenly immortal energy to protect his heart and life, and retreated into the mountains to heal his wounds, ignoring the Immortal Gate. The Immortal Gate only opened for a moment before closing. From then on, the world lost a true immortal, and gained a sword immortal."
"Qu Liuer practiced swordsmanship diligently, relying on his own enlightenment and cultivation, from the stage of forming a pill to the stage of transforming the spirit, and from the stage of practicing emptiness to the stage of Mahayana. For hundreds of years, he traveled on the Qinglong River, protecting the people of Wangzhou. In the last thousand years, his merits were fulfilled, and he cultivated himself to become a true immortal, and finally ascended to heaven. People called him the Qinglong Sword Immortal! In order to express their gratitude for his kindness, the people built temples and shrines, and incense was constantly burning. For thousands of years, Wangzhou has respected the Qu family. This is the origin."
As Lu Yan finished speaking, the dining hall fell silent. Everyone felt as if they were still in a dream, unable to come back to their senses.
Qu Liuer started practicing self-cultivation at a young age. He saw the gate to immortality but refused to enter. He would rather live on the river bank and protect Wangzhou for a hundred years in peace than become an immortal. Everyone thought that this genius was going to miss the opportunity, but he actually became an immortal through his own efforts. It really sounded like something out of a storybook.
We are all human beings, why is there such a big difference between us?
Qu Shaotan listened to the stories of his ancestors, from anger at first to patience, and from patience to fascination. At one point, he was trembling with excitement, and even his back straightened a little. He looked proud. He thought that although Lu Yan was a bad person, he told good stories. He did not deliberately belittle him because of personal grudges. It was just that he had never heard of these stories. Where did he know them?
Qu Shaotan was just wondering when he heard Lu Yan shaking his head and sighing, "What a pity! A gentleman's virtue is cut off after five generations. Qu Liuer cut the Azure Dragon with his sword and refused to enter the gate of immortality. He did not expect that each generation is worse than the previous one. The descendants are like this. They used a good move of Azure Dragon leaving the sea like a worm leaving a hole."
He laughed openly, making everyone laugh. Qu Shaotan was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up: "Lu Yan, I lost to you today because I am not as skilled as you, but it doesn't mean that there are no geniuses in my Qu family. I will go home and get the Azure Dragon Sword in a few days to show you its power!"
"Blue Dragon Sword?"
Lu Yan blinked when he heard this. His tone was innocent, but it looked hateful no matter how you looked at it: "Are you referring to the Qinglong Sword enshrined in the sword hall in the back mountain of the Qu family?"
Qu Shaotan raised his head proudly: "That's right!"
Oh, that's not right, how did this person know that the Azure Dragon Sword was enshrined in his back hall? !
Qu Shaotan sensed something was wrong and was about to ask, but Lu Yan suddenly said, "Oh, that sword is fake."
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