Chapter 175: The Four Great Masters' Separation in the Valley
After Xi Tianjun was put into the coffin, there was chaos in Dashi Temple again.
In recent days, the rebels of Duzun Fort, the followers of Daming Zunjiao and those people from the underworld who have come to join Xi Ying in the rebellion are being liquidated one by one.
Just as cruelly as they slaughtered innocent monks and threatened various sects, they are just as miserable now.
Some people shouted in delight, especially those who were friends with the monks of Dashiji Temple, who clapped and cheered.
For people living in Bashu, Xi Ying's death was a great relief.
This old demon has extremely high martial arts skills, and ordinary people are no match for him.
In the past, he fought with Tyrant Blade Yue Shan over a minor grudge and was defeated. Filled with hatred, he took advantage of Yue Shan's absence to brutally kill all of his family. Now that his skills are even stronger, his methods are still cruel.
His death brought a sigh of relief to his neighbors, who no longer had to worry.
Therefore, everyone enjoyed the funeral banquet in the courtyard behind the Tianjun Pagoda in Dashi Temple.
Forces from outside Bashu would look towards the door from time to time.
After drinking a glass of wine with everyone, the Taoist priest went out and never came back, leaving the three major forces of Bashu to have a quick talk with them.
I originally came to Chengdu to gather information, but I didn't expect to encounter this.
Those gangs and families from Hanzhong finally understood why Li Yuanji fled in such a miserable state.
After witnessing the top battle just now, let alone the seriously injured Liuyedao Diao Ang, even if Jin Dazhuang, the leader of a major sect in Longxi, came here, the result would be the same.
Hanzhong was caught in the middle and was originally wavering.
Any forces present this time will have no need to hesitate as long as they take a look at Xi Tianjun's coffin.
The people from the Longnan Wudu Gang gathered at two tables on the outside of the funeral courtyard.
Elder Su Qiaosong wiped the wine off his beard and said to Deputy Gang Leader Yang Zhicheng:
"The banquets in Chengdu are different from those in Longnan and Hanzhong and Guanzhong to the north. There are no eternal lights or last meals, no mourning banners, and no condolences."
Yang Zhicheng came back to his senses and sneered, "Of course we'll follow local customs. Do we really have to cater to a foreigner like you? Besides, this is Xi Tianjun's wedding banquet."
"The funeral banquet Li Gui held for his son in Hexi was quite grand, but in my opinion, it was still far inferior to Xi Tianjun's. He was sent off by the Heavenly Master himself, and his name will be remembered for many years to come."
Elder Su grinned. He certainly didn't say this just to make things worse, but to introduce the following:
"Brother Yang, what are your plans?"
Yang Zhicheng's hard voice, tinged with the smell of alcohol, came immediately:
"After the banquet, let's go to the Sichuan Gang. We don't need to waste time making another trip. Let's just settle the matter right away. We'll talk to the gang leader later. I'm sure he'll agree. All the gangs and factions in Longnan are loyal to Jianghuai and should follow the Heavenly Master on the right path."
He is the deputy gang leader and there are some resistances in making this decision.
After saying this, he looked at everyone and asked, "What do you think?"
Elder Su clapped his hands and smiled: "That's exactly what should be done!"
"Second, second." There was a burst of agreement from all around.
There are also people who have bad relations with the Longxi faction who say:
"If Jin Dazhuang continues to hang out with Li Yuan, perhaps we'll have a chance to enjoy his presence."
"Hahaha, if that time ever comes, I'll give Master Jin some face and forget about past grudges. I'll just give him fifty cents."
“…”
Not only the people from the Wudu Gang were discussing this, but also the Changhe Gang, Mingshui Sword Sect, Nanzheng Dadao Society and other major escort agencies in Hanzhong were discussing the general situation.
No matter how long these sects and gangs have been established.
Anyone who can make a living in the world is unlikely to be blind and unable to see the situation clearly.
As the saying goes, seeing is believing, what you hear is not. The battle just now was more effective than hearing a hundred people preaching in your ear.
While the funeral was in full swing, many sect representatives from Hanzhong spoke Southwestern Mandarin and had enthusiastic conversations with the people from the Duzunbaochuan Gang and the Bameng.
Xi Tianjun's grand opening ceremony turned into a unity meeting of the Hanzhong and Bashu forces.
Xie Wenlong, Fan Zhuo and Feng Zhen were also very polite, and raised their glasses frequently while leaning against Xi Ying's coffin.
The attitudes expressed by the major forces in Hanchuan and Shunzheng are enough to express Hanzhong's attitude.
One of them is located in the core of the Hanzhong Basin and the other is located in the upper reaches of the Jialing River. They are the main areas of Hanzhong under the rule of the Sui Dynasty.
The forces of Bashu were also excited. They didn't expect that things would become so smooth after the turn.
Once the two sides join forces, Bashu will be completely stabilized.
Hanzhong is the only relatively convenient route for the Bashu region to go north out of the Qinling Mountains and reach the Guanzhong Plain.
The Qinling Mountains are extremely steep, and most of the roads that cross the Qinling Mountains, such as the Baoxiade Road, Tangluo Road, Ziwu Road, and Chencang Road, converge in Hanzhong.
Controlling Hanzhong is equivalent to strangling the throat of Bashu to the north.
If Hanzhong is captured, Bashu will be safe; if Hanzhong is lost, Bashu will be in danger. He is not only the key to the north gate and the vital point, but can also lock Guanzhong.
Fan Zhuo and others were very happy when they thought of the stable territory that the Grand Commander controlled at this time.
Yan Chongxian glanced at Fan Zhuo and then gestured towards the coffin.
Judging from his expression, it seemed as if he was saying: Xi Tianjun used himself as bait to catch Hanzhong, his death was worth it!
In addition to discussing the alliance, the rest of the discussion was about the wonderful martial arts they had just seen.
"This way."
Shi Qingxuan led the way and asked Zhou Yi, who was looking at the Sutra Library, to look away and continue walking towards the backyard of Dashi Temple.
This deep table was not intended to be used to entertain guests for the time being, and there was no time to set it up in a hurry.
Therefore, the original appearance of the temple is maintained.
The doors, windows, and eaves are all carved with feathers, flowers, and other decorative patterns. On the temple ridges are sculptures of exotic birds and beasts, which are lifelike.
After passing through several corridors, the scene before you will make you breathless. Statues are spread all over the hall like a forest, with dozens of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the center. The Thousand-Armed Guanyin in the center of the hall is the most eye-catching. Not only is its appearance solemn, but the shape of each hand and the magical instruments it holds are different, giving people a sense of great supernatural powers.
“This is the Arhat Hall.”
Shi Qingxuan looked at the rows of Arhat Buddha statues on both sides. She was used to it so she didn't think much of it. She glanced at Zhou Yi and saw that he had adapted quickly.
He further explained:
"Master Zhenyan practiced his Tantric hand seals here. Besides the stone statues beneath the Xiedi Temple, Xiying's secret techniques also bear traces of these Arhat Buddha statues. It's speculated that he practiced here."
Zhou Yi nodded and strolled into this world of gods and Buddhas that was different from reality. His eyes swept over the various statues with different postures that seemed real.
Xi Ying had indeed used the statue here in the moves he had just performed.
The fighting power displayed by this guy is truly extraordinary.
Zhou Yi was thinking seriously, and Shi Qingxuan did not disturb him.
After he started walking again, he asked, "How does Xi Ying control his Qi outside his body and prevent it from dissipating?"
"Well, this is related to refining the spirit in the orifice."
Zhou Yi couldn't help but think that after Chuan Ying gained enlightenment in the Temple of War God, his soul left his body and he wandered outside to see his own appearance clearly.
Guangchengzi shattered the diamond, and his soul penetrated the void.
In other words, it is not uncommon for spirit to emanate from the body.
"Xi Ying is projecting his spirit outwards. This is something that most experts who can harmonize their spirit and energy are capable of. The challenge is that he not only has a brilliant idea, but also uses a secret method to materialize his spirit outwards, forming bones, and then draping his vital energy onto those bones."
The girl nodded slightly, recalling the scene just now:
"The moment the Qi monster appeared around him, even though I was standing far away, I could still feel a mental shock, very similar to the magic of sound power of the Demon Sect."
"That's not surprising."
Zhou Yi gave an example:
"For example, every martial artist will try to open their orifices and cultivate their spirit within them. After reaching a certain level, their orifice spirit can be integrated into the true qi, or released outwards."
"At this moment, you will regard this vast world as a huge acupoint. We are all inside this acupoint. When the spiritual cultivation reaches its peak, it can shatter this world. Once Xi Ying's secret method is unleashed, the spirit and vital energy will resonate. Although his target is me, you are also in this acupoint and can feel the fluctuations of the resonance between the spirit and energy. This is the so-called magic sound illusion."
Although Shi Qingxuan was not very interested in martial arts, she found it interesting.
"Can you?"
“Just like this.”
She clasped her hands together and made the same gesture as Xi Tianjun did when he put his hands together.
Zhou Yi remained silent, and she couldn't help but laugh: "It turns out that even the wise and powerful General Zhou has martial arts skills he doesn't know."
"So what? He's still the one who lost."
Zhou Yi stared at the Thousand-Armed Buddha statue in the Arhat Hall, his sword-like eyebrows raised, and he summoned his spirit from the great orifice in the top of his head. The substantial spirit surged throughout his body, which was more condensed than Xi Ying's spirit.
If a slash is launched at this time, the power will naturally be extremely strong.
But no matter how much he thought about the appearance of the Thousand-Armed Buddha, he could not form the actual spiritual framework that Xi Ying displayed.
The power of this move was unquestionable, but he felt like something was missing.
Suddenly, he understood:
"It's not possible for Poblu to do that. We must control the Root of All Things, the Wisdom Sutra."
The secret technique of the respected religion that Xi Ying mastered is probably the Sutra of Wisdom!
Zhou Yi paced back and forth in deep thought, thinking that the characteristic of the Zhijing martial art was that it could turn the virtual into the real.
Turn the air and water into an iron wall.
This method is quite extraordinary. If the Great Venerable does not die and lives to the age of the three great masters, he will definitely be the top figure in the world.
Moreover, spiritual secret techniques can be more easily integrated with other secret arts.
As the leader of the Mobei cult, Dazun is too honest in martial arts. When he meets someone creative, he can immediately share his wisdom with others.
For example, the Shadow Assassin only combined the Wisdom Sutra with part of the Immortal Seal to create the terrifying Black Hand Magic.
Xi Ying is not a bad guy either.
But how did he get the Zhijing?
When they were carrying the coffin just now, Xi Ying had been searched and he did not have any secret books on him.
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little disappointed.
At this moment, I heard a series of "clicking" sounds from a mechanism.
Shi Qingxuan opened a secret door and a small stone chamber appeared behind a Buddha statue leaning against the wall in the Arhat Hall. There was a dusty cushion on the ground, covered with a layer of old dust. It was obvious that no one had taken care of it for a long time.
She looked inside, closed the mechanism, and the secret door disappeared again.
After walking a few steps, he opened another stone chamber.
This time, Shi Qingxuan called out "Excuse me", and Zhou Yi followed her and bowed slightly inside.
It was a rotten skeleton in a meditative posture, formed by a high monk who had passed away in meditation, but it was unknown when it was left behind.
"Since the passing of the previous great monk, the only master left in Daishiji Temple is Master Shingon. But my mother said that this temple was once glorious and had many masters."
"In their later years, they spent their lives in seclusion in the Arhat Hall to meditate on Zen, hoping to use the human body as a raft to navigate the world and comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, but none of them succeeded."
Shi Qingxuan opened and closed continuously, and Zhou Yi had already seen six remains.
Just like the underground of the Evil Emperor Temple, it is sad and tragic.
The evil emperors are exploring the Temple of War God, and the Buddhist monks are eager to save the world and become Buddhas. Their goals are no different.
But the ultimate goal of martial arts is illusory and difficult to pursue. Throughout history, there have been so many martial artists who have been obsessed with martial arts, but only a few have succeeded.
Zhou Yi was puzzled: "Why is there a sudden lack of masters in this generation of great saintly monks?"
"This is related to the long-standing dispute over orthodoxy."
Shi Qingxuan closed another mechanism:
"The Demon Sect had a man named Shi Zhixuan, who had drawn the fear of the Buddhist Sect. The Four Saintly Monks could only defeat him together, but they couldn't capture or kill him. Dashi Temple once sent many experts to assist, but most of them later stayed at Jingnian Zen Monastery."
"After the passing of several old monks and great saints, only Master Zhenyan remains."
"Master Zhenyan is already very old. I wonder if he will come back after going to Dongdu this time."
She felt a little touched, not because of Shi Zhixuan, but because she had stayed in Dashi Temple for two years and had feelings for this place.
Zhou Yi thought that there was another great and holy monk in the Wulou Temple in Chang'an.
That was Shi Zhixuan in disguise.
Could it be that the evil king used the same name to mock Dashiji because of an old grudge?
After opening the three stone chambers again, a broken urn appeared in the stone chamber behind the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.
The jar looks very new and was obviously put in there not long ago.
"The great and holy monk was cremated after his death. These should be his ashes."
After hearing her words, Zhou Yi saw the ashes scattered everywhere.
And on top of the ashes, there is a brand new futon, and tea sets are placed on a wooden couch next to it.
Xi Ying scattered the ashes of his dead enemy and even meditated and practiced martial arts on the ashes?
After taking a closer look, it is true.
Shi Qingxuan had dealt with great and holy monks before, so he bowed and walked in. After some searching, he took out a box engraved with "Sanskrit".
"These kinds of things won't be left in the Arhat Hall. They can only belong to Xi Ying. Maybe there's something you want in there."
Zhou Yi hummed, looking a little expectant: "Open it and take a look."
Before Xi Ying went to the Guan Palace for further study, he had traveled to India to practice asceticism. It was normal for him to have Sanskrit in his belongings.
Shi Qingxuan opened the box and saw a thread-bound booklet with four words written on it: "Purple Qi Tianluo".
Picking up the Purple Qi Tianluo and handing it to him, Shi Qingxuan flipped it down and saw two other things: a letter in the middle and a stack of papers at the bottom.
The sealing wax on the envelope had been removed, but the letter was still there.
Take it out, unfold it and see only one sentence on top:
"The Lord of Heaven has a brilliant mind, and he will surely reach the pinnacle one day."
This letter doesn't even have a signature.
Neither of them could read any other information, they only knew that Xi Ying had exchanged martial arts with others.
Looking at the stack of papers below and reading the handwriting carefully, Zhou Yi's eyes lit up.
"Before the heaven and earth took shape, they were in chaos like an egg. When one qi began to separate, light and darkness were distinguished."
"All things arise from the mind, and the light of the mind illuminates the universe. When you close your eyes and look inward, you are not observing your physical body, but rather observing the bright and clear light that originates in your heart."
“…”
Zhou Yi stood still and read until the last page.
After a long time, he looked away.
"Is this the 'Sutra of Wisdom on the Origin of Controlling All Things' that you mentioned?"
"Yes, but it's missing a lot. I guess Xi Ying got it in exchange from the Great Ming Zunjiao."
"Then will it be of any use to you?"
"it works."
Seeing his brows relax, the girl's smile blossomed from the corners of her lips, like spring water breaking through the thin ice, clear and bright:
"That's good. At least the trip wasn't in vain."
Zhou Yi looked at her with a smile: "Thanks to you this time, I didn't know there was such a place."
"You're welcome," Shi Qingxuan said with a smile, "Just keep owing me."
Zhou Yi suggested: "How about I teach you how to practice?"
Before she could refuse, Zhou Yi added, "If your skills are high enough, you can stay young forever."
After hearing this, Shi Qingxuan just responded vaguely and didn't take any action, as if she didn't care about what he said.
Zhou Yi had no choice but to walk around the Arhat Hall with her again and then left.
The Dashi Temple is under the charge of Boss Fan and his men.
Zhou Yi returned to the Sichuan Gang headquarters first and meditated in his residence.
Killing Xi Ying in this battle did not make him arrogant, but instead made him more cautious.
Before the fight started, no one expected Xi Ying to have such fighting power.
He meditated for three consecutive days, maintaining a very quiet state of mind.
However, the outside world was already in an uproar.
The news that the Heavenly Master had killed the Heavenly Lord spread throughout Bashu, and the battle scene between the two was vividly described by the people present.
Many people who were not present were skeptical at first.
Because the battle on the Tianjun Tower is beyond imagination.
But there were so many people watching the fight on site, and so many people saw it with their own eyes, and it was spread by word of mouth, so it was impossible not to believe it.
After the analysis of some famous figures in the martial arts world, people gradually understood the horror of this battle.
Gong Ping, the leader of the Suishan Sect in Meishan County, was present at the time and revealed a shocking piece of news:
"The Demon Sect's Heavenly Lord can condense his true energy into a spirit outside of his body. Every strike triggers a spiritual storm, and his might reaches heaven and earth. He is already a martial arts master who has achieved unity between man and nature."
"However, he met the Heavenly Master and became the first martial arts master to be killed in single combat."
With just two sentences, he directly ignited the Bashu martial arts world and gained the recognition of most people.
As a result, the news is spreading outward at an alarming speed.
This time, it is not about suppressing the younger generation, but about terrifying the top figures of the older generation.
Because of this matter, some of the more serious martial arts masters went to Duzun Castle to pay a visit to the Judge of the Martial Arts World.
Everyone knows that Xie Hui's relationship with Tianshi is not that good.
Moreover, Xie Hui was once the best person in Bashu, and his vision far surpassed Gong Ping's.
Not long after, a famous figure in the Bashu martial arts world came out of Duzun Castle and told Li Hui what he had said.
Xie Hui said:
"The landscape of the martial arts world has changed drastically. The idea of three great masters is a thing of the past. The most general idea today is to have four great masters. The Taoist Heavenly Master should be discussed together with Ning Sanren, Wu Zun, and Master Yijian."
Xie Hui then said sternly to the famous figure in the martial arts world:
"If we continue to view the world with the old perspective, we will be looking at the world from a well, and sooner or later we will be left behind by the new era."
As the former number one person in Bashu, he himself is an example of being beaten when he falls behind.
I’m telling you from my own experience, so you can’t help but believe it.
And it is well known that he has a lot of grudges with the Taoist master.
Therefore, this martial arts judge will not only not miss a judgment, but can also ensure that the judgment is absolutely fair and beautiful.
Ever since the news that the famous Bashu martial arts master brought out the "Four Grandmasters" from Du Zun Castle, the already bustling martial arts world has become even more noisy.
Not to mention the travelers and merchants along the way, even the ants crawling along the Jianmen Pass mountain road would talk about it.
After all, the names of the three great masters have been well-known for many years.
For the first time, one person has integrated all aspects of skills, martial arts realm, combat skills, and records into it, and is called the Four Grandmasters.
This will be a huge reputation that will spread throughout Kyushu.
Some people in the martial arts world also asked: "Why can't Tian Dao be included and called the Five Great Masters?"
The old man in the martial arts world would answer with a smile: "Although the Heavenly Blade is powerful, he had murderous intentions but failed to kill the Demon Sect's Heavenly Monarch. His record is inferior to that of the Taoist Heavenly Master."
When this huge wave of reputation was advancing towards Jiuzhou like a huge wave on the sea, Zhou Yi had already left the Sichuan Gang and returned to Phoenix Mountain.
After days of rain, a sunny day came.
The small house in the secluded forest is full of lush greenery, mountains, rocks, tall flowers and beautiful trees, and is full of vitality everywhere.
As soon as the sun shines, the heat becomes stronger.
After Zhou Yi came to the small valley with Shi Qingxuan for the first time, they walked two or three hundred steps and saw a pool of water at the source of the stream. The stone walls on both sides above it were steep but only five meters high, so it was not dangerous.
A white wave like a waterfall flows along the stone wall into the pool and then flows downstream.
There are many maple trees above to block the scorching sun.
A few gray sparrows were jumping around, a rock slipped, the pond splashed, and they gave a startled cry and flew away.
Shi Qingxuan casually took off her shoes, revealing a pair of slender feet as crystal clear as jade, and put them into the cold pool water freely and effortlessly. The shaking water surface blurred the reflection inside.
"When do you plan to leave Chengdu?"
Zhou Yiben was sitting on the stone wall on the opposite bank. When he heard her speak, he jumped over to her side and sat down casually.
"Just these two days."
"What about the Wisdom Sutra? Aren't you going to continue practicing it?"
"That's the Daming Zun Sect's treasured manual, and it's incomplete, so I can't practice it that fast. It's so quiet here, and I like it very much. If I had no worries, I would definitely stay longer. But unfortunately, I have to hurry to Jianghuai."
Shi Qingxuan nodded slightly: "I heard from Caiqi that this time, not only Bashu, but also Hanzhong will lean towards you. It's time to have a good talk with your military advisor."
"Hanzhong was a pleasant surprise, but this time I went to Jianghuai, firstly because I haven't been there for a long time, and secondly because I had some things to arrange that had nothing to do with Hanzhong."
Shi Qingxuan laughed: "Are you also worried that others will say you are a hands-off boss?"
"No way."
Zhou Yi gathered his energy and launched a blast at a bamboo tree by the pond, knocking down many leaves. "I've been fighting all over Bashu, but I'm never idle. Some places need me, and some places I don't need to go."
He raised his hand and grabbed a few bamboo leaves.
"You can also play music?"
"certainly."
The girl couldn't help but concentrate, her eyes focused, watching him put the bamboo leaves in his mouth.
only
The sound that came out was so humming and humming that it wasn't even pleasant to listen to, let alone a "song".
Shi Qingxuan instantly understood his intention.
At this time, she took out a bamboo flute and opened her cherry lips.
As the breath flowed into the seemingly simple bamboo flute, time seemed to freeze. The chirping of insects and birds, the sound of mountain winds and forest waves all seemed to stop in an instant.
Only the sound of the flute remained quietly flowing between heaven and earth.
At first, the sound of the flute is like a drop of dew quietly sliding down from a valley under the moon, gently dripping onto the heart of the listener.
The sound was so ethereal that it was not tainted by a trace of dust, as if it was a trickle of moonlight.
As Zhou Yi was listening, he suddenly felt the sound of a flute, low and melodious, like crying and complaining.
Like the whispers in a lover's ear, with unbreakable lingering affection and longing, every turn tugs at the heartstrings.
It is not a deliberate sadness, but a natural understanding of the fleeting beauty and the impermanence of the world from the depths of life, which flows out naturally through the sound of the flute.
Zhou Yi is not proficient in music, but that does not prevent him from having a keen ear.
After Shi Qingxuan finished playing the piece, she noticed that he looked a little sad, so she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is my flute music any good?"
"No, it's just too good."
Zhou Yi spoke frankly, "I was wondering, what should I do when I leave this little valley and want to listen to this heavenly music again?"
"How about you come with me out of Bashu and I'll take you to Jianghuai?"
Shi Qingxuan smiled and shook the flute in her hand back and forth: "If you want to listen, just come back to Bashu and find me. But don't use children's paintings to get by."
After saying that, she picked up the bamboo flute and played another song "Jiangdu Palace Moon".
It was completely different from what Fan Caiqi heard at home.
Zhou Yi listened to the perfect flute sound and finally understood why she became famous for her art.
Thinking of the music I heard in Linjiang Palace, I couldn't help but lie on the stone wall with a lot of emotion.
"Old Yang, Old Yang, you are not as good as me in listening to music."
When I heard "Lao Yang", I knew he was making fun of Yang Guang.
After this song, Shi Qingxuan put away the bamboo flute.
But the aftertaste still lingered in Zhou Yi's mind.
Suddenly, I heard her say:
"Last time I heard you talk about the story of Shili Kuang. Are there any other memorable things in your travels in the martial arts world?"
It was as if she was exchanging the song for his story.
Zhou Yi casually told an interesting story about the unity of man and horse, the god of carriage.
After finishing his speech, he said with great emotion:
"Over the years, there are actually some things that I find most unforgettable, and one of them happened somewhere in Bashu."
Shi Qingxuan became curious: "Where in Bashu?"
Zhou Yi pondered and said, "In a dark underground river."
Suddenly, a hint of shyness flashed across Shi Qingxuan's eyes. She lowered her eyes, like a frightened butterfly with its wings folded. Subconsciously, she bit her lower lip, her teeth tapping against it, leaving a faint crescent mark.
Then there was a "crash" sound.
Zhou Yi felt a chill on his face, and his clothes were a little wet.
Shi Qingxuan used her slender feet to scoop up the water from the pond and splash it onto Zhou Yi, but her own clothes got even wetter.
"Qingxuan, you..."
She smiled and looked back, "Who told you to tease me with words?"
After this little episode, Zhou Yi became serious again and told her about his thrilling first battle against Mu Dao Ren.
…
Two days later, at noon.
In front of the Youlin Cottage, Zhou Yi looked at the gravel path ahead, then looked at the sun, and stood up from the bamboo chair under the eaves.
The girl in blue beside her remained calm, with a faint frown forming between her eyebrows.
When looking at Zhou Yi, she still managed to maintain that lightness.
"Qingxuan, I have to go."
"Well, take this."
It was a familiar wine gourd. Upon closer inspection, it was exactly the same gourd as the one in the Green Bamboo Cottage.
The delicious wine that Zhou Yi smelled when he first arrived in Chengdu came from this.
I took the gourd and it still tasted the same.
"Next time I go back to Chengdu, will you still have this wine?"
Shi Qingxuan smiled and said, "As long as we can buy it, we have it. If you let Lord Jie know, there will never be a shortage."
Zhou Yi felt a little reluctant, but also felt that he owed a lot.
But knowing her character, he looked at her, nodded slightly, and turned away.
Shi Qingxuan did not follow him, but just stood at the door of the wooden house.
This little valley fairy, who lived in seclusion, was not concerned with worldly affairs and had her own interesting life, when she watched the figure in white go away, all kinds of thoughts flew through her mind and she finally felt a little sad.
As he walked away, I felt a emptiness in my heart that I had never felt before.
No one except her mother could make her feel this way.
The world is so vast, will he come back?
Feeling sad, Shi Qingxuan took out her bamboo flute as she watched the white shadow disappear. She knew many pieces of music, but she chose "Jiangdu Palace Moon".
This is the third time this song has been played in recent times.
Every time, it’s a different emotion.
The flowers shed tears when they feel sad, and the birds are frightened when they are separated from their loved ones. The melody of music is closely related to people's emotions, so this song "Jiangdu Palace Moon" is very different.
Before the music was halfway through, the sound suddenly stopped.
Outside the valley, a disappearing figure in white came closer and closer. He was moving very fast and his face became clearer and clearer.
In the blink of an eye, he was back in front of the wooden house.
Shi Qingxuan put the flute behind her back and held it with both hands, standing under the eaves: "Why are you back again?"
Zhou Yi jokingly said, "Qingxuan, there's a mistake in the song."
"There's nothing wrong with that," she said with a hint of anger and a hint of joy.
Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Actually, I was about to walk away, but I was attracted by your flute music. Please finish playing this song. I will leave after you finish."
After saying this, he sat down on the bamboo chair.
Shi Qingxuan glanced at him and started playing the flute again.
But she played this song for a very long time.
After she finished playing Jiangdu Palace Moon, she did not stop but continued with the next song Jiangdu Palace Moon.
When Zhou Yi heard this, he met her eyes.
He stood up and, risking being hit on the head by the bamboo flute, carried her to sit down.
Shi Qingxuan put down the flute and looked at him.
The light in his eyes was like gathered sparks, as if it was only to illuminate the tiny object in the small space.
What Zhou Yi didn't expect was that before he could say anything, the girl in front of him trembled her eyelashes and brows, suddenly gave him a glare, then put her arms around him, lowered her head and kissed him.
Just like that day in the underground river.
It’s just that the warm breath is completely different, and the touch between their lips and tongues gives them a deeper experience.
After a long time, Shi Qingxuan pushed herself up with both hands and separated from him while breathing slightly.
She stared at Zhou Yi, pursed her lips, and said in a clear voice: "I have been flirted with by you, and you are satisfied. There is nothing to linger on now. Let's go."
Zhou Yi said with a hint of innocence: "Qingxuan, how can you make me sound so heartless?"
"The Grand Commander is romantic and sentimental. A sentimental person does not feel sad about separation. He is always a heartless person in the world."
Although she lived in a small valley, she seemed to see everything clearly.
"Maybe I'm an accident, different from what you said."
The girl ignored him and spoke softly:
"I've heard about you before. After I knew your identity, I should have kept my distance from you."
"I blame my curious nature, and also your extraordinary talent. Everything you do is so attractive. As a result, it's out of control, and I was deceived by you."
Shi Qingxuan looked at him and winked playfully.
Zhou Yi was amused by her cute and naive attitude: "It's a bit unfair. I have always been sincere and never lied."
The girl covered her mouth and smiled: "That's a sincere deception, okay? I know you are sincere to everyone."
"but."
"But what?"
Shi Qingxuan smiled lightly: "But I am confident that I can forget you. As long as you don't come to Chengdu for a long time, Qingxuan will definitely not know who this bad guy Zhou Yi is."
Zhou Yi took her hand and said, "Come with me and leave Shu."
"don't want."
Shi Qingxuan's dark eyes flashed with a smile: "Even if you really become the emperor, I will still be here."
"Qingxuan, the mountains are so far away."
"Aren't you the best at Qinggong in the world?" She smiled and hugged him, leaning against his chest and said, "Then practice Qinggong even better."
Zhou Yi realized that he couldn't persuade her, so he hugged her quietly.
After a while, Shi Qingxuan left his arms.
"Hurry up, you still have to take the boat, it's not safe if you're late."
Zhou Yi warned, "I'll come here whenever I have time. You can also send a message. Don't forget."
Shi Qingxuan smiled and didn't answer.
This time, she accompanied Zhou Yi all the way to the eastern foot of Phoenix Mountain.
Watching the white-clothed figure truly disappear, Shi Qingxuan returned to the small valley in the deep forest. How could he not feel lost?
Not knowing what she was thinking of, she searched the hut.
She took out the martial arts manual her mother had left behind, the one she had shown Zhou Yi before. She had previously only studied Qinggong, but this time, for some reason, she became interested in reading those martial arts manuals.
Zhou Yi left Phoenix Mountain with a hint of melancholy and returned to Chengdu to visit the Sichuan Gang.
He has already made arrangements for the matters concerning the three major forces, and Xu Xingzhi will also send people over later, so there is no need to elaborate.
Unexpectedly, Hou Xibai had already left.
When Fan Caiqi saw Zhou Yi, she also looked disappointed:
"Grand Commander, this is the letter that Hou Xiaozi left for you."
Zhou Yi opened the sealing wax and took a look at the letter.
"Miss Fan, are you thinking about Hou Xibai?"
"yes!"
She was a little angry: "This kid left without saying anything, and said he would be back in a few months. I don't know if it's true or not. I want to go look for him, but my father won't let me go out."
Seeing Zhou Yi thoughtful, Fan Caiqi tried to ask:
"What does the Grand Commander have to teach me?"
Zhou Yi did not stay in the Sichuan Gang. He went down the Jinjiang River, left Chengdu before dark, went south to Luzhou County, and entered the Yangtze River.
There is a saying that goes, "I set out from Qingxi to the Three Gorges at night, thinking of you but not seeing you in Yuzhou."
Zhou Yi stood at the stern, gazing at the moon on Phoenix Mountain. He left Shu County and headed straight for Yuzhou.
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(End of this chapter)
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