Chapter 954 Knocking on the Mountain
"We had dinner with Ye Xiaoman!"
"The kind that ate at the same table before. She treated us!"
"Ah, the Nameless Sword Master is truly heroic, a strong and sturdy woman! Her shoulders alone are twice as wide as mine, aren't they..."
Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the back of his head by his fellow disciples. The footage of Ye Xiaoman participating in the competition that year is still circulating through the photo stone. The sword practitioners are happily studying her moves, and they can still make such common sense mistakes.
"Well, she was wearing green, wasn't she?"
"Because of her, green vestments are now sold at twice the price of vestments of other colors."
"Not only is she powerful, she's also so good-looking."
Xiao Chujing lowered his eyes and listened, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on his cold face.
The monks noticed Xiao Chujing's change and knew that there was a chance of escape, so they spoke even more excitedly.
"Ye Xiaoman even gave us a golden medal of immunity from death. She promised that we would be protected by her from now on. If we encountered danger while traveling in the martial arts world, we should report her name."
Xiao Chujing put away his life sword.
He said, "I'll let you go."
Damn, so you really wanted to kill us just now.
And it is true that when Xiao Chujing went crazy, he could escape danger by mentioning Ye Xiaoman's name.
The monks didn't dare to say anything. They turned around and walked away without even breathing.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Chujing suddenly spoke from behind.
The monks' bodies stiffened.
Mentioning Ye Xiaoman's name doesn't seem to be very effective...
Xiao Chujing stretched out his hand towards them.
"Give me the little apprentice sister's golden medal of immunity from death."
The leading monk tremblingly handed over a silver waist plate, which was the token of their sect. The words on it were temporarily erased. Now they could only try their best to save the situation.
Xiao Chujing gently stroked the token on it, as if he was very happy because he had collected another thing of Ye Xiaoman.
The monks managed to escape.
Zhu Chuideng watched the whole process, and suddenly Xiao Chujing looked in his direction sharply, "Who?"
Zhu Chuideng showed up, "It's me."
At nightfall, a fire was lit in the lee of the mountain pass.
Zhu Chuideng and Xiao Chujing sat face to face. Xiao Chujing hung an iron pot over the fire, boiled a pot of boiling water, and threw the fire phoenix chicks he got today into it. The chicks were very afraid of cold during their infancy and had to be kept warm with fire or hot water at all times.
The fire phoenix flapped its glittering wings and swam happily in the hot water, sometimes swimming sideways and sometimes on its back.
The Fire Phoenix is also known as the Immortal Bird. It is rumored that this divine bird has the ability to come back to life from the dead. Zhu Chuideng knew that Xiao Chujing would take good care of the young bird just to try to resurrect Ye Xiaoman.
The firelight made each other's faces red.
Zhu Chuideng said, "If I can't come back from Ailao Ancient Mountain, I hope you can take over and continue to search for the Resurrection Fruit."
Xiao Chujing said, "Okay."
Xiao Chujing did not ask whether that place was very dangerous, nor did he question whether he was capable of handling a place that even Zhu Chuideng could not handle.
Xiao Chujing agreed directly, and Zhu Chuideng knew that Xiao Chujing would complete this task no matter what.
So he felt relieved.
The two chatted for a while.
Zhu Chuideng told Xiao Chujing that he had met Ye Xiaoman when he passed by the Divine Realm not long ago.
Xiao Chujing has been included in the Divine Realm's blacklist of entry, and has completely fallen out with Ji Wenyi, his nominal brother. When Ye Xiaoman was mentioned, a faint smile finally appeared on Xiao Chujing's numb face.
"Is everything okay, Junior Sister?"
"She's fine."
Zhuchuideng said that Ye Xiaoman had changed into clothes that represented spring, a pink skirt with a light green inner layer, which looked like small flower buds just grown on branches, very cute.
"Very good." Xiao Chujing closed his eyes and imagined the appearance of Ye Xiaoman as described by Zhu Chuideng. Finally, he corrected, "Junior Sister actually prefers light green dresses."
Xiao Chujing always has a lot to say when he mentions Ye Xiaoman.
He also said that once when Ye Xiaoman was just learning sword skills in the Qing Dynasty, she accidentally cut her clothes. The next time she practiced sword, she still wore the torn clothes. She said that wearing torn clothes was a reminder for her not to make the same mistake again. Only he knew that she had no money at the time and only had two sets of clothes to change back and forth.
Zhu Chuideng said: "She likes to wear black clothes the most." Like a willful young lady.
The topic diverged and the two fell silent.
Everyone has their own understanding of Ye Xiaoman, and everyone insists that they are her true love, and no one can convince anyone else.
Now is not the time to convince the other party with fists.
"I'm going to keep going."
Zhu blew out the lamp, said goodbye to Xiao Chujing, and walked into the darkness.
A month later, Zhu Chuideng entered the area of Ailao Ancient Mountain. He didn't expect to meet a familiar face here.
There is a sacred mountain here with its peak covered with snow. There is a temple at the foot of the mountain with great incense burning.
Believers have passed down the tradition that as long as one starts from the foot of the mountain and kowtows, climbing step by step until one reaches the top of the mountain after kowtows ten thousand times, the mountain god will grant one of their wishes.
Therefore, the foot of the mountain was filled with believers waiting in line to worship the mountain.
However, the sacred mountain is steep. Starting from halfway up the mountain, there are hurricanes that can knock people over and push them off the cliff. The conditions become worse as you go higher. Except for monks who have cultivation to protect themselves, most people will return empty-handed.
Zhu Chuideng went to climb the mountain. He didn't come here to pray, he didn't believe in these things. He came here just because he heard that there was a thousand-year-old snow lotus on the mountain, and he planned to pick it to use as medicine for Ye Xiaoman.
When he was almost at the top of the mountain, he met Jiaying.
He almost didn't recognize that it was Jiaying.
Jiaying used to have an image of being dressed in white, spotless and pure, like an immortal from the other world. But now he looked like he had fallen into a quagmire and was rescued, his white clothes were dirty, and he was paying homage to the mountain.
Zhu Chuideng saw him kowtow every three steps, put his palms together and raised them above his head, then kneel heavily on the steps. He crawled down and slammed his forehead hard on the ground, repeating this cycle over and over again.
Zhu Chuideng estimated that Jiaying had persisted for half a month, having climbed all the way from the bottom of the mountain to here.
In order to show his piety and gain the mercy of the mountain god, Jiaying did not use spiritual energy to protect his body. The robes on his knees had been worn out, and his palms and forehead were covered with blood scabs. Now his forehead was broken again, and blood was flowing down Jiaying's expressionless face.
Zhu Chuideng did not disturb Jiaying.
He first went to the top of the mountain, picked a thousand-year-old snow lotus, and stayed there waiting for Jiaying.
After Jiaying kowtowed to the top of the mountain and ended the blessing ceremony, he stood up from the ground and Zhu Chuideng handed him a cup of hot tea.
Zhu Chuideng heard Yue Mushan complain that Jiaying didn't drink ordinary water, so he melted the snow on the top of the snow mountain and made tea for Jiaying.
Jiaying was like a ball of mud. He took Zhuchuideng's teacup but didn't drink it. His eyes looked clear on his dusty face.
He asked Zhu Chuideng coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Zhu Chuideng couldn't help but repeat his itinerary with Jiaying.
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