The moonlight on Yashan Mountain was as bright as a silver thread, illuminating the slender figure of Jianchou trailing behind him.
She raised her hand and pointed, and the wind letter flew into her palm, hovering two inches high, slowly sinking and floating. Jianchou closed her palm and crushed the silver light with her fingertips, and a new letter opened.
"I am writing to you as if I had met you in person. I am here to ask how Senior Sister Jianchou is doing. Thanks to Master's care, I have recovered from the injuries I suffered in the West Sea. My cultivation level has slightly declined, but my character has improved. This is a blessing rather than a curse. I have heard that Senior Sister helped you out of righteousness, and everyone in Wuwangzhai is deeply grateful. Life is hard, and I hope Senior Sister will understand."
Jianchou was stunned.
Nie Xiaowan's intelligent and slightly shy face appeared before his eyes.
A very sensible little girl.
She probably knew that Wuwangzhai could not stand up for her, but she was still grateful to her master for saving her. She must have known Wuwangzhai's difficulties, so she came to persuade her instead.
With a sigh in her heart, she continued reading.
"The sects have their own friendships, but the hatred between disciples cannot be resolved because of the sects. Xiao Wan was hurt by Xu Lan'er's evil intentions, and she is really depressed. A few days ago, I contacted Senior Brother Zhang of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect and Senior Brother Zhou of the Chongxiao Sect, and agreed to meet at Zuo Sanqian, Central Region for two years and seven months. I will do my best to practice in seclusion and ignore worldly affairs. One day, I will avenge my previous shame under the Kunwu "One Person Stage". If we are destined to meet, I hope to see you again, Senior Sister."
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Among the three thousand sects in the Central Region, there is a small meeting every thirty years, gathering the new generation of elite disciples from all the sects in the Central Region to compete with each other at Kunwu Mountain.
It is said that the only winner can walk up to the Kunwu "One Person Platform" alone and become the "one person" that all the monks of that generation look up to.
It seems that both Nie Xiaowan and Zhang Sui and others attach great importance to this "Zuo Sanqian Small Meeting".
After reading Nie Xiaowan's letter, the lines of words formed by the silver light gradually dissipated.
The silver light danced under the moon and fell into Jianchou's eyes, giving him the feeling of a firefly.
Kunwu.
One person table.
The only “one” among a generation of new disciples.
Two years and seven months later, who will be on the "One Person Stage"
When Jianchou thought of the word "Kunwu", he naturally thought of Xie Buchen.
As Kunwu's most outstanding disciple, I wonder if he will also participate
The moonlight shines for thousands of miles.
Tomorrow is the day when new disciples are admitted to Yashan once every ten years. When the sun rises, she will become the host of this recruitment of new disciples.
This feeling is also very wonderful.
Jianchou couldn't help but look back. The steep cliff road was like a belt tied around the mountainside. However, in the dim night, she felt that it looked more like a sharp whip mark.
It seems as if a master once whipped the mountain with a whip, leaving such a unique mark on the hillside of Yashan.
Everything that happened recently flashed through her mind.
She summoned the inner and outer mirrors, which rose from the ground, climbed up the mountain wall, and landed on the cliff road. She followed the cliff road all the way to the front mountain. When she passed the Star-Picking Platform, she saw that the steep rocks of the cliff mountain were scattered with bright and dim stars.
It is indeed a place very close to the sky.
Yashan is too high, so there are the Star-Picking Platform and the Moon-Grabbing Palace.
Jianchou smiled slightly, and he was not as embarrassed as when he came. He turned the corner and stepped onto the cliff path in front of the mountain as if he was walking on flat ground.
Crash.
The sound of the rushing river suddenly rushed into her ears.
A cableway slants down towards the opposite bank.
The river flowed under the cableway, and the thousands of graves on the river beach were all silent in the night wind, with only small insects flying through the weeds.
Crash...
Jianchou stood at the end of the cableway, looking at the other side.
On the other side, there is a high platform.
Tomorrow the sun will rise from the mountains and illuminate the earth. A group of new disciples of Yashan will appear on the high platform on the opposite bank, hoping to successfully climb the Yashan Road and become a "disciple of Yashan."
Not long ago, she was still a newly-initiated disciple of Yashan, but now she has to preside over such an important event as recruiting disciples. It is quite strange to think about it.
Walking step by step towards the other side of the cable car, Jianchou couldn't tell what he was feeling.
The sound of the rushing river is extremely clear in this quiet night.
Jianchou suddenly stopped. At this moment, she was standing in the middle of the cableway, which was right in the middle of the river. The high Yashan Cableway stretched across the river, with ropes serving as railings on both sides.
Perhaps it was because he was thinking of the two letters he received today, or perhaps it was because he was thinking of the future, he felt a little sad and uncomfortable, which happened to be a little bit in line with this endlessly flowing river.
Anyway, it was a sleepless night. After training my body, I felt energetic and refreshed.
She simply raised her hand, pressed the rope, and jumped!
The wind on the river was a little cold, blowing across her cheek.
Her figure fell rapidly.
The golden light of the glass from the mirrors inside and outside slowly bloomed around her, like a flower blooming in the dark night.
The water in the middle of the river was a little turbulent and was stepped on by Jianchou.
The inner and outer mirrors that were close to the river water were covered by some waves and were a little wet.
I don't care about being sad.
Fudaoshan people said that in ancient times there was a nine-headed bird. On the night of every new moon, it would go upstream from the mouth of the Jiutou River to carry the souls of the dead to the place of reincarnation.
Jiutou River got its name from this.
Jianchou slowly leaned over, and with a rare moment of leisure and interest, he actually stretched his hand into the river.
The highest good is like water.
The flowing river water, with a rushing force, passed through her fingers, giving her a feeling of moving forward.
Even if she put her hand through them, she couldn't stop their flow...
At that moment, a sentence suddenly flashed through her mind.
"Time flies by, day and night..."
It was a long sigh.
Xie Buchen stood on the bow of the boat, and she sat in the awning, looking at the river surface flattened by the setting sun in front of them, and the sparkling river water passed by their eyes.
Xie Buchen, whose family was destroyed, stood with his hands behind his back, and Jianchou could only see his back.
He looked at the rushing river and chanted this...
Time flies like an arrow, never stopping day or night.
That's what the saints said.
Those were also the words Xie Buchen had read before.
Suddenly, she felt as if stabbed by something. She felt that the water in the middle of the river was like ice at one moment and like fire at another, which made her whole body feel tormented.
She withdrew her hand in shock, stood on the river, feeling melancholy for a moment.
The wind blew, and her clothes fluttered and her black hair fell like a waterfall.
The moonlight shines across the river, the water reaches the sky, it is a breathtaking beauty.
The same long wind also blew over Kunwu.
A lamp is as dim as a bean.
The wind blew in from the open window, and the lights suddenly began to flicker.
"Hua La La..."
A book placed on an old eucalyptus tree under the window was also blown by the wind, and its pages kept turning.
Xie Buchen's jade-white fingers rested on the edge of the eucalyptus tree, and his wandering mind was called back by the sound of turning pages.
He lowered his eyes and saw that the wind had blown the book he was about to read into disorder.
With a low sigh, Xie Buchen waved his hand toward the window and said, "You can't read, why are you flipping through my book?"
The wind blowing in through the window seemed to understand his words, and seemed to be driven away by his raising of his hand, and actually retreated.
Slowly, the dim light finally stopped flickering.
The wind has stopped.
Xie Buchen sat cross-legged in front of the eucalyptus, turned the book back to its previous position, glanced at it twice, but seemed to have no intention of reading.
This is an extremely simple hut built on an inconspicuous hilltop.
There were few furnishings in the house, except for the table and other items, nothing else.
A sword with a black sheath hung on the wooden wall behind him, clean and spotless.
"Thank you, Senior Brother?"
A sweet voice suddenly sounded from the door.
"Boom boom boom."
There’s a knock on the door.
There seemed to be a woman outside, and her voice was a little excited: "Brother Xie, are you there?"
There are dim shadows in the room, so there must be someone there.
Xie Buchen seldom returned to his own residence, and it was rare for him to be alone. When he heard the voice, he frowned slightly and only responded, "Junior Sister Gu, what's the matter so late at night?"
“Squeak.”
The moment she heard Xie Buchen's response, that "Junior Sister Gu" pushed the door open and walked in.
She is a graceful and pretty girl, but there is a bit of arrogance between her eyebrows. In a famous sect like Kunwu, she is regarded as a jewel in the palm of the hand.
Her name was Gu Qingmei, the only daughter of Gu Pingsheng, the elder deacon of Kunwu. She was precocious and well-known in Kunwu.
Seeing Xie Buchen sitting by the window reading a book, Gu Qingmei was slightly surprised: "It's so late, Senior Brother Xie is still reading?"
"But the scholarly habits brought from the secular world are always hard to change." Xie Buchen did not explain much. Before Gu Qingmei came over, he slowly closed the book and pushed it aside. He only asked, "Junior Sister Gu, what do you want to talk to me about?"
He had asked this question once before, but didn't get an answer from Gu Qingmei, so Xie Buchen asked again.
Gu Qingmei immediately smiled and came close to Xie Buchen, very proudly saying, "Qingmei heard that Senior Brother Xie is practicing a very powerful technique recently, but he needs the assistance of the ancient Emperor Jiang Bone Jade that has long been lost in the world."
Xie Buchen nodded, but stared at Gu Qingmei, still not understanding what she meant.
Gu Qingmei suddenly showed a hint of shyness on her face, and stretched out her hand which had been behind her back. Unexpectedly, an old round stone plate about half a foot long appeared in her palm: "Xie Senior Brother, guess what this is?"
There are eight horizontal lines around the disk, which seem to represent the eight directions. There is nothing else and it looks ordinary.
This thing…
Xie Buchen seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"When I heard that Senior Brother Xie needed the Emperor River Bone Jade, I went to look through all the scriptures and ancient books in the Tibetan Buddhist canon. I didn't expect that I would actually find it. I found it in the fragments of Green Leaf Patriarch's notes. Before Green Leaf Patriarch attained enlightenment, he had obtained a piece of Emperor River Bone Jade and stored it in the Shahong Small World."
Killing Hong Xiaojie, I have heard about it.
As soon as he saw the disc, he knew immediately what it was.
Sure enough, Gu Qingmei said proudly: "Ancestor Luye played around in the human world and made six doors and seven keys for the Killing Red World. One of the keys can open all six doors at the same time, and it is called the 'Killing Plate'. Once the 'Killing Plate' is opened, the people holding the other six keys will be guided by the opened door and enter the Killing Red World. However, this key has long been lost, and I finally found this 'Red' plate! It is one of the six keys. As long as you know how to open it, you can open a door in the Killing Red World alone!"
This round disc is the red disc, and it is the key to open the Red Killing World.
After saying that, Gu Qingmei secretly looked at Xie Buchen's expression, hoping that this talented senior brother Xie would give her a smile. Seeing that Xie Buchen showed a slightly interested expression, she almost cheered in her heart!
Sure enough, her efforts were not in vain!
As if she had received great encouragement, Gu Qingmei became extremely excited and moved closer to Xie Buchen.
"Thank you, Senior Brother. I already know how to start the killing game!"
Xie Buchen still didn't say anything.
Gu Qingmei laughed and said, "However, the small world can only be entered by cultivators in the foundation-building stage. I'm afraid that you can't go in... But don't worry, I'm at the right level now. I will quietly open the small world and retrieve the bone jade for you, so that you can practice that powerful Dao Seal smoothly!"
Emperor Jiang bone jade.
For Xie Buchen, it is indeed very important.
Looking at the "key" in Gu Qingmei's hand, he smiled slightly and nodded, indicating his agreement.
When Gu Qingmei saw it, her cheeks immediately turned red, as if she was cooked.
If other people saw that Junior Sister Gu, who was spoiled by nature, was so docile in front of Xie Buchen, they would probably be shocked.
The moonlight spreads on the eucalyptus.
Outside the window, the night sky is dark blue.
At the tributary of Jiutou River, Jianchou was still standing in the middle of the river.
Everything in the past is like the river before our eyes, flowing to the sea and never coming back.
The noble man thanked me for not being a loyal subject, the talented man thanked me for not being a loyal subject, her beloved thanked me for not being a loyal subject…
They are no longer here.
That is the most powerful existence in Kunwu now.
He is her mortal enemy, her foe, and the one she wants to surpass.
A hint of complexity suddenly emerged in Jianchou's eyes.
Perhaps, the vicissitudes of the world are made up of many such stories that flow and cannot be reversed.
And her story is just one of them.
Jianchou laughed inexplicably, shook his head, and prepared to float up using the inner and outer mirrors.
"call out!"
Just when she was about to fly, a gray shadow suddenly flashed past a grave on the riverbank, as fast as lightning, and went deep into the grass!
What
Jianchou frowned, and the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows shone brightly. He raised his hand, and the huge ghost axe flew towards the gray shadow!
call!
The gray shadow is fast, the axe shadow is even faster!
In just a blink of an eye, the axe shadow caught up with the gray shadow!
Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the grave and the weeds—Ji!
When the small gray shadow looked up, it was so frightened that its fur stood up. Its four legs, which were originally running towards the depths of the grass, immediately pressed down on the stones under its feet and stopped in a hurry!
Bang!
A huge axe fell from the sky with a fierce force!
A gust of wind came along with the shadow of an axe, which chopped into a huge rock among the tombs!
Sparks flying!
At this moment, everything became quiet.
The little creature was so frightened that it almost lost its soul. If its four paws had not reacted quickly, it would have been chopped in half by the axe the moment the ghost axe arrived.
It stood stupidly in front of the ghost axe, as if it had been frightened to death long ago.
Jianchou Yu came over with the inside and outside mirror and frowned. He took a closer look. Under the moonlight, the little thing in front of Guifu had shiny gray fur and a furry tail, and it actually looked like a little mink.
It turns out to be such a little guy.
Jianchou thought it was some kind of ghost thing.
She secretly laughed at herself for being too alert. She just walked forward, grabbed the ghost axe, and pulled it out.
However, at that moment, the little mink, as if frightened silly, suddenly moved.
The two black little eyes stared at the ghost axe for a long time, and then it seemed to see something, and bared its teeth at the ghost axe ferociously, as if facing some huge threat.
This scene made Jianchou frown.
The little mink that appeared from the grave on the riverbank had all four paws pressed to the ground, making a posture like a hunting dog facing an enemy.
However…
The ghost axe stood quietly in front of it, without moving at all.
The little gray-haired mink seemed to have forgotten that there was someone behind it. It walked around the ghost axe in confusion and even stretched out a small soft paw to touch the ghost axe. The evil ghosts carved on it did not come out.
After trying a few more times, the little mink seemed to be sure that they were dead. It became excited and seemed extremely happy. It even raised its head and shouted towards the moon.
"Woo woo woo..."
Jianchou's mouth twitched suddenly.
Does it think it is a wolf
After the little mink finished calling, it walked around the ghost axe twice. This time, its movements were bolder.
After pushing the ghost axe a few times and seeing no response, the little mink actually moved closer and licked the pattern on the ghost axe with its tongue...
The wet tongue slid across the mysterious pattern, leaving behind a sticky trail of saliva.
Jianchou originally wanted to see what this little thing was going to do, but he didn't expect such a scene to happen. He suddenly felt overwhelmed. It was nothing more than a naughty little mink.
She sighed, thinking to herself that it was a good thing that the little creature's life was not harmed. It would be better if she didn't become so suspicious in the future.
With a little force on the axe handle, Jianchou finally pulled the ghost axe back.
The little mink was startled and quickly took two steps back. When he turned around, he saw Jianchou.
Jianchou also looked at it, then glanced at the saliva standing on the ghost axe, then turned around and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, the little mink hesitated for a moment, then followed her, bit the corner of Jianchou's clothes, whimpered twice, and its two black eyes were watery, as if it didn't want her to leave.
When I saw Chou looking back, I almost had the urge to roll my eyes.
Stay and wait for you to lick my ghost axe
dream!
She didn't want to pay attention and just wanted to leave.
The little mink seemed to have sensed her intention and whimpered again, and then a scene that made Jianchou's scalp explode happened...
The little mink stretched out its tongue and licked Jianchou's shoes directly!
The sticky saliva immediately wet the area!
Confused...
Jianchou looked at his feet and felt as if a string in his brain was getting tighter and tighter, and was about to break.
The little mink licked Jianchou, then looked up at Jianchou with a pitiful expression.
The anger that was about to explode was strangely calmed down at this moment.
Jianchou sighed, thinking that the little mink was quite intelligent. She squatted down, looked at the palm-sized creature, and said helplessly: "Okay, I was wrong to accidentally attack you with the axe, so please don't follow me, okay?"
“Woo woo woo.”
Xiao Diao seemed to understand Jianchou's words and shook his head.
After Jianchou squatted down, the corner of his clothes fell to the ground. The little mink quickly went up and bit it, refusing to let go.
It shook its little head and looked at the ghost axe that Chou had put aside, and seemed even more confused.
Jianchou didn't understand what it meant, but he found that the little mink seemed to be very interested in the ghost axe.
“Woo woo woo…”
The little mink barked at Jianchou, then stood up and made a human-like posture, put its two paws in front of it, and bowed to Jianchou.
Jianchou was shocked.
The little mink stretched out a paw again, pointed at Jianchou, and then pointed at itself.
When Jianchou saw this, he was extremely surprised.
It is said that there are spirits and monsters in the Nineteen Continents, and that rocks and animals can all practice cultivation. She has heard of it, but has never seen one.
Now looking at this little mink, could it be one of them
Jianchou hesitated and said, "You... want to go with me?"
"Woo woo woo..."
The little mink was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.
It walked up to her in a flattering manner, pushed its hind paws on the ground, jumped up, and lay on Jianchou's arm, licking the back of her hand, its eyes sparkling.
Jianchou only saw it stick out its tongue, and the back of his hand holding the axe became sparkling.
At that moment, she had the urge to collapse, and she pulled the mink back: "Don't lick me!"
The little mink suddenly felt discouraged and looked at Jianchou's ghost axe again.
Jianchou immediately said, "Even the ghost axe won't work!"
The little mink was suspended in mid-air, unable to move, looking at her aggrievedly with an extremely human expression, as if it was about to cry.
It pointed at Jianchou and then pointed at itself.
The back of Jianchou's hand was covered in a sticky mess, which was disgusting...
"Why do you want to come with me?"
"Woo woo woo..."
Well, this question seems a bit difficult, Xiao Diao can’t answer it.
"Are you a demon with spiritual intelligence?"
"Woo woo woo..."
The little mink nodded, shook his head, and then raised his head, roaring toward the sky. It should have been extremely ferocious, but...
Looking at its small body and furry head, it doesn't seem intimidating at all, but rather looks quite cute.
Jianchou couldn't help but mutter, "It looks like a little monster that can only lick things but doesn't do anything?"
“Woo woo woo!”
The little mink's two small ears moved, as if it had heard Jianchou's words. It suddenly howled in anger and struggled hard in Jianchou's hands.
Jianchou was not paying attention for a moment and was slipped away by the slippery little marten.
The gray shadow flashed away and disappeared directly into the grass.
A rustling sound was heard.
Just as Jianchou was wondering, he saw the grass in front of him shake, and a little mink came out from it, holding something in its mouth, and placed it directly at Jianchou's feet.
“Woo woo woo…”
It looked up at Jianchou proudly and wagged its tail.
Jianchou really wanted to remind it that it is a mink.
But thinking that it probably wouldn't understand, he lowered his head and looked at his feet.
A pair of wet and muddy old straw sandals lay on the ground...
Jianchou's mouth twitched, and he said expressionlessly: "I can't wear this."
The little mink tilted its head in confusion, turned around again, ran straight into the grass, and quickly ran back.
This time, it was a broken pottery bowl.
Jianchou almost fainted.
Is this little mink trying hard to prove itself useful in order to follow me
only…
"I can't use the bowl..."
There are graves all around, God knows what this bowl is used for!
Even though I have died once, I am not interested in this!
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Diao turned around angrily and ran away again!
Soon, Jianchou saw more and more things around his feet.
The little mink actually brought a lot of things...
In addition to the broken straw sandals and bowls, there was also a pile of broken copper and iron, broken mirrors, broken glass sticks, and broken brushes...
There were all kinds of junk, piled up like a mountain at Jianchou's feet.
The little mink seemed to be finally tired of running. It squatted beside him with its tongue sticking out, looking at Jianchou expectantly.
Jianchou looked down at the pile of junk, not knowing what to say.
“Woo woo woo!”
Xiao Diao pointed to the pile of things next to him, as if to say: There are so many treasures, there must be one that you like, right
Unexpectedly, Jianchou just looked at it with an almost creepy look.
to be honest…
This mink is a little small, but it is just the right size to be used to make a bowl of soup for the mountain man Fudao.
Little Marten had no idea that in Jianchou's eyes, he had become a bowl of soup. Seeing that Jianchou was not moving, he thought that she was not interested in these things. Suddenly, the little marten who wanted to go with Jianchou began to feel conflicted again...
It tilted its head, as if thinking.
Then, it suddenly let out a "Woo" and turned around and rushed into the grass excitedly.
This time, the little mink ran especially far.
Jianchou looked up and saw a ripple spreading out from the weeds under the gradually dimming moonlight.
Countless graves are hidden in the grass, lying quietly and motionless.
The little mink went very far, all the way to the other end.
After a long time, Jianchou saw a shadow that made the surrounding grass tremble.
The little mink is back.
A gray shadow stopped at Jianchou's feet again. The little mink climbed to the top of the pile of broken treasures, holding something in its mouth. It lowered its head and loosened its teeth, and the thing fell to the top of the hill.
"What junk did you bring back again..."
Jianchou didn't care at first, he just glanced down casually, and finally was stunned.
This object is actually one foot square and round, a stone plate with eight horizontal lines around it. In the center there is a finger-sized cylindrical protrusion with a curled leaf engraved in the center.