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 explained vaguely, "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..."
陸延方才那一出招本就震懾全場，不少人都在暗中關注，又見他開頭說的有趣，紛紛側耳傾聽想得知一些仙聞轶事，卻冷不丁聽見他說曲家先祖是漁民，想起剛才曲少潭罵陸延是個小小漁民之子，忍不住噴笑出聲。
這陸延也太小心眼了，莫不是在故意報複？
就連曲少潭也是額頭青筋暴起，牙齒咬得咯吱響，欲起身和陸延拼個你死我活，他身旁的同伴連忙将他按下，壓低聲音提醒道：“好漢不吃眼前虧，你何苦去招惹他！”
曲少潭氣得胸膛起伏不定，低聲吼道：“難道就眼睜睜看着他辱我先祖嗎？！”
同伴沒了法子，只能連連相勸：“你且聽他說，倘若說不出個四五六來，我們必然替你找回場子。”
曲少潭也只得忍着怒氣，聽陸延在不遠處侃侃而談。
“這曲流兒自幼生長在江邊，幼時便見那江底的青龍出來吞吃活人，擾得百姓苦不堪言，心中暗自立誓，定要替鄉親鏟除了這一禍患，可他一個漁民出身的窮小子，又上哪裏習得仙法武術，來斬殺這條千年大蛟呢？”
衆人聞言不由得心有戚戚，是啊，他們這些窮苦出身的老百姓，生平最難踏入的便是兩道門，一是仙門，二是官門，實在遙不可及。
有人忍不住問道：“那曲流兒是如何做的？”
陸延道：“曲流兒雖有此心，卻一直沒能做下決斷，真正促使他踏上求仙路的，乃是血親之痛。”
“有一日曲父和鄉親結伴出海打漁，卻不甚遇上江底蛟龍興風作浪，被活生生吃進了肚子裏，船破人亡，連個屍首也無。這種事在漁村中每隔幾日都會發生，但真正落到自己身上，方知有多痛！”
“那一夜，曲流兒徹底成了孤家寡人，有好心村民見他年幼想要收養，卻被他婉言拒絕，他只是帶着一把用山上木柴砍成的木劍，在一個江水翻騰的夜晚決然離開了漁村。”
“你問他要做什麽？求仙？或許是吧。”
“聽聞南海有仙山，這名少年就背着一把木劍，不遠萬裏踏上了茫茫求仙路，那無名山他翻了萬萬座，有名的路走了萬萬條，從春到冬，不知幾個寒暑，最後在一個大雪紛飛的冬日抵達了蓬萊山。”
旁人不由得聽入了神，修仙者若想去萬裏之外，自有神獸香車拉送，再不濟捏個法訣也是可以的，可那曲流兒一介少年身，竟是徒步走了過去，這是何等毅力？
唐素眼睛亮晶晶的，他很希望那少年可以學成歸來，畢竟每人心中都有一個英雄夢：“那仙人可是收了他為弟子？”
就連曲少潭也悄悄豎起耳朵傾聽。
陸延卻笑了一聲：“那山确實是仙山，仙山上也确實住着仙人，只是他有仙童伺候，早已不收弟子，更何況還是一介小小的貧寒少年，曲流兒既無根骨也無來歷，若人人都求上一求便可得道修仙，那天下豈不盡是修仙者？”
大家雖然覺得黯然，但這句話也不無道理，仙門世家自視甚高，又豈會低下頭顱去救什麽寒門少年。
“陸延你快說說，那曲流兒後面是如何成了劍仙的？”
陸延淡淡道：“他在南海仙山之下跪了整整五日，一步一叩首也未能求得山門大開，那些仙童甚至将曲流兒圍在中間出言戲耍，一劍斬斷他手中木劍，開口嘲笑道：你瞧，你連把像樣的劍都買不起，如何來修仙呢？還是自己下山去吧，凡人有凡人的宿命，生老病死本是常态，你又何必強求仙途改命？”
“這些混賬！”
有人忍不住怒而捶桌，赫然是曲少潭，他幼時只聽家人誇贊祖上風光無兩，卻萬萬沒想到自家先祖未成名之時過得如此艱苦，連小小仙童都敢戲耍，只恨不得沖上去一人砍一劍出氣才好。
陸延不知道說話的人是誰，只當是聽故事聽入神的仆役，他抿了口茶，這才在衆人或期待或憤怒的眼神中繼續道：
“那曲流兒一路走來受過無數白眼，聞言卻也不發怒，只見他扔掉木劍，從地上艱難爬起身，擡頭看向那緊閉的山門。”
“仙人，我走了很遠很遠的路才來到這裏。”
“我沒有銀錢，沒有念過甚麽書，我的父母祖輩都是漁民，也沒有什麽了不起的身份，他們住在青龍江邊，都被妖魔吃進了肚子裏。”
“我只求您給我一個機會。”
“我不要長生不老，也不要逍遙自在，我只想要一把劍，保護我想保護的人。”
飯堂內一陣此起彼伏的嘆息：多好的少年啊，偏偏如此命途多舛。
陸延繼續道：“也不知是不是上天見憐，那曲流兒心生此念，竟然明悟了一絲劍意，引得天地失色，只見那朱紅色的山門緩緩打開，一名衣袍飄飄的老者從裏面嘆氣走出，終于肯松口教他仙法，只是有三個條件。”
“第一，他只傳仙法，不擔師徒之名。”
“第二，無論學得如何，五年內必須下山。”
“第三，曲流兒一經離去，此生便再不許踏入南海。”
唐素鄙夷道：“什麽仙人，小氣的緊，靈根好些的弟子練氣築基尚需三十年，五年只怕連入門心法都學不完！分明就是打發乞丐！”
他的話引來了一片此起彼伏的附和聲。
陸延也點了點頭：“五年确實太短，但對于曲流兒來說，能留下來哪怕一天也是好的，于是他便留在了仙山之中刻苦學藝，不分晝夜地勤練劍術，卻不曾想他竟是個千百年都難遇的劍道天才，第一年練氣圓滿，第三年築基，第五年便到了大圓滿境，即将結丹。”
唐素眼中異彩連連，只覺得出了口氣：“痛快！真是少年天才！”
陸延：“那仙人也是見才心喜，對他多加指點，只是不好破了自己的誓言，第五年便放他下山，臨去前囑咐道：你結丹在即，日後前途不可限量，歸家之後需靜心修煉，莫要與人妄生沖突，待得百年之後大道得成，再出山不遲。”
“百年啊，對于長生不老的仙人來說或許只是彈指一揮間，但對于凡人來說，卻是滄海桑田的變化，說不定那漁村都湮沒在了長河之中。”
“若換了旁人，定然謹遵教誨，畢竟那曲流兒雖然少年天才，但他只是一棵正在茁壯成長的樹苗，還未能長成參天大樹，若強行與青龍纏鬥，只怕損了性命，前途也就此斷送。”
陸延說着語氣忽然低沉起來：
“但曲流兒從未忘記自己因何去南海，因何求仙路，他背着自己的那把長劍，又千裏迢迢返回了漁村，人還是那些人，只是更少了，也更老了，那些老邁的漁民已經認不出面前這名氣勢凜然的少年就是當初瘦弱的曲流兒，都以陌生人的目光打量着他，而曲流兒也是一字不言，一字不語。”
“恰逢那青龍出水，上岸吞吃方圓百裏的活人，百姓倉惶逃竄，但見那曲流兒反手拔劍，飛身迎上，一襲白衫飄飄，直接與青龍纏鬥了起來！殺得天昏地暗日月無光，江上波濤沖天而起，水淹山林。”
“這一劍，是他畢生所學。”
“這一劍，已含玉碎瓦全之心。”
“曲流兒一劍又一劍斬出，全然不顧及自己，只想将這條千年蛟龍鎮壓江下，最後使出一招自悟絕技青龍出海，與那蛟龍同歸于盡，江水飛天而起，又悄無聲息歸于寂然，徒留一片鮮紅的血色，一代天才就此隕落。”
四周的人聞言紛紛大驚，面露不忍：
“什麽？曲流兒就這麽死了？那他後來怎麽成了青龍劍仙？”
“曲流兒大義！換了我等是萬萬做不到他這樣！”
“小小少年，可歌可嘆！陸延，你快說說，他後來怎麽樣了？”
陸延講得嗓子眼都快冒煙了，只嘆自己為什麽要開這個頭，現在想走人都不行了，他抿了一口茶水才道：“那曲流兒劍斷力竭，漂浮在江水之上，冥冥中卻忽然聽見上空傳來一道聲音：癡兒，你可後悔？”
“後悔？曲流兒自然是不會後悔的。”
“他說，此劍已斬青龍，此身已殉江水，死後不求轉世投胎，只願魂魄永留此處，護人間太平！”
“他一夕心念起，一夕頓悟生，只見上方天地失色，竟是仙門大開，助他修為暴漲，曲流兒只需邁步登階，便可飛升成仙，遠離俗世紛擾！”
仙門大開？！
飯堂裏的人聞言俱都激動得渾身發抖，要知道自從十方域最後一位真仙飛升之後，人間便仙緣凋零，再無人可開仙門，如今那些行走的修道者最多只能稱為半仙，依舊難脫肉體凡胎，如今聽得陸延講昔年風光，如何不神往心動。
“原來曲流兒是如此飛升的，果然精彩！”
“雖然他自毀前程，幸而天道庇佑！”
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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