I smiled and shook my head: "Sorry, I'm not short of money."
In fact, my subtext is: I really don’t want to have anything to do with Rumor Gate.
Even though the old man cheated me twice, it hasn't developed into a life-and-death feud, and I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.
Besides, my grandfather also told me not to easily provoke rumor mongers. To them, we must keep a muddle-headed attitude and not get angry even if we suffer a small loss, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
That woman is determined to make things difficult for the old man, so why should I get involved in this mess
The woman tapped the blade of Luosha with her fingers, smiling and said, "What if my reward to you is to unlock the secret of this blade?"
"Who are you?" I immediately became alert - Luosha is the heirloom sword of my Wu family. Even I, a direct descendant of the Wu family, don't know the secrets of the sword, so how could she know
The woman smiled and said, "You can call me Granny Bean or Old Bean. As for my real name, I have long stopped using it. However, I can guarantee that I am not a member of the Rumor Sect."
"As for the secret of the precious sword..." Dou Po tapped the blade gently, "There is no such thing as an absolute secret in this world. It just depends on whether you can afford the price."
My pupils shrank suddenly: "Are you Xinzi?"
My grandfather once told me that there is a kind of people in the art of art who make a living by selling information. These people are collectively called Xinzi. However, there are different categories within them, and the groups are also large and small. The real Xinzi is like the top masters of the art of art, with a shape like a dragon, and it is rare to see them. However, as long as you can get in touch with Xinzi, you will not have to worry about not having information.
Dou Po smiled and said, "If you say I am Xinzi, then I am Xinzi. It doesn't make much difference to me."
I said in a deep voice: "How can I believe you? You can't just say you are Xinzi and I must believe it, right?"
Dou Po said directly: "If I reveal the secret of Rakshasa in front of you, won't you believe it?"
As I lowered my head and hesitated, the tied-up monk Shi suddenly roared, and his whole body burst into true energy, breaking the wooden stake behind him. When I turned to look at him, Shi's eyes were shining, and visible waves of energy began to emerge from his body - the release of strong energy, which is the sign of an innate master.
I rushed to Monk Shi and asked, "Monk, how are you?"
"Very good!" Monk Shi laughed and knelt down in front of Grandma Dou, "More seniors! Senior, I will always remember your kindness!"
Dou Po ignored Monk Shi and said to me, "How is it? Do you believe it now?"
I did believe it to some extent. After all, if she really meant to harm us, she would not help Monk Shi to break through his cultivation.
I have to say that Doupo hit my soft spot. The secret of the Rakshasa Sword has always been a regret in my grandfather's heart. I have turned over the Rakshasa Sword countless times, but I can't find any clues. If she can really solve the secret of Rakshasa, what's wrong with me agreeing to her request
I weighed the pros and cons for a long while before saying, "If you can solve the secret of Rakshasa, I will agree to your request and I will never break my promise."
Grandma Dou looked at me and asked, "Do you still have three ghost eye coins on you?"
My pupils suddenly shrank: "What do you want to say?"
Ghost Eye Money is the biggest secret of the Wu family. My grandfather repeatedly told me not to reveal my identity as a fortune-teller easily, as that would only bring me disaster. But the person in front of me revealed my identity in one go. What on earth did she want to do
Dou Po smiled faintly and said, "Don't be nervous. Although the five veins of Half Life Dao, Heaven, Earth, Man, God and Ghost, are famous, the Fate Dao is not only Half Life Dao. There are at least three Fate Dao sects that can compete with Half Life Dao. You may have been away from the Art Dao for too long, so you are already unfamiliar with it, right?"
"There are many people who can predict one's fate. Experts are not rare, but they are not insignificant either. There are some things that you don't need to take too seriously."
Dou Po said so much, but she was actually telling me a problem implicitly: Although Banmingdao has a great reputation, it appears as a fortune teller in the art of magic, rather than a mysterious fortune-teller.
Perhaps, this is the impression that Half-Life Dao left on the world back then.
Likewise, I don’t believe that other schools of destiny have not tried to reverse destiny. When destiny is deduced to the extreme, the next step is to seek to change destiny. This is like when a person stands at the top of a certain field, they will feel a kind of loneliness brought by invincibility. In the end, what they want to surpass is no longer the opponent, but themselves, or even the limit of this world.
Although not everyone will take the risk to challenge their limits, there will always be a few brave people who bet their lives and reverse the will of heaven. So, Dou Po was just reminding me that the Half Life Path is not as dangerous as I imagined.
I asked in a deep voice: "That's the truth, but Xinzi's mouth is not so strict, right?"
Dou Po shook her head and said, "Ordinary people cannot find out the key points, and without sufficient price, they cannot buy the information of the masters of the Xin Sect."
I frowned slightly and said, "Doesn't that mean that there will always be someone who can afford the price?"
"So, you should unlock the secret of the Rakshasa Sword." Dou Po said solemnly, "Your current cultivation can only be considered as a post-natal warrior. Without this sword, how many fights can you withstand?"
Dou Po is right. Although my grandfather is very strict with me, the Wu family does not have top-notch skills, and my training speed has always been very slow. Even if I don't meet top masters in the future, there is no guarantee that I won't run into powerful ghosts. With my current strength, I might end up waiting to die.
I was weighing the pros and cons, but Dou Po threw out another bait: "If you feel that the chips to unlock the Rakshasa are not enough, I can teach you a set of internal skills that are suitable for you. Is this enough?"
"Deal!" Everyone is greedy, and so am I. The bait from Dou Po is so fragrant that even though I know there is a deadly hook hidden inside, I will still open my mouth to take a bite.
"You won't regret your choice today." Dou Po stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the Ghost Eye Money!"
I took out some ghost money from my pocket and handed it to the other party. Dou Po held the handle of Luosha's knife with one hand, held the knife horizontally in front of her eyes, frowned, pinched the edge of a ghost coin, and knocked it down on the Luosha's blade close to the guard.
Dou Po knocked only three times, and a round piece of iron fell off the Rakshasa Knife, which was just a circle larger than the Ghost Eye Gold Coin.
"What's going on?" I was stunned when Doupo knocked three holes in the blade and placed three ghost coins on the holes: "Help me hold the handle."
"Oh oh..." After I took the handle in a daze, Dou Po reached out and pressed the back of the handle. I saw a steel needle extending from the hole in the middle of the blade, easily piercing the ghost eye coins, and fixing the three ghost coins on the blade from top to bottom.
"It worked!" Dou Po was surprised and flicked the edge of a ghost coin with her finger. The ghost coin immediately began to spin in the hole with a buzzing sound. After only a few weeks of rotation, a layer of blood-red light appeared on the square hole of the ghost coin.
When I wanted to look at the steel needle in the center of the ghost eye money again, I could no longer find the location of the steel needle. The three ghost coins seemed to be hanging on the knife out of thin air.
I was surprised and asked, "What's going on? I remember there were no holes on the ghost money, so how could it be pierced by a steel needle?"
Dou Po seemed not to hear me, and stroked the cold Rakshasa. "The Ghost King Slash has finally seen the light of day, and the Nine Fateful Blades should once again terrorize the martial arts world. Treat this Rakshasa well, and don't let it down."
As if in a dream, I took over the Rakshasa: "I don't understand what you mean."
Dou Po explained: "Since you have become the descendant of Rakshasa, I will tell you about the origin of Rakshasa."
"You should know why there are no fortune tellers among the heroes who are good at fighting and drinking blood?"
I said in a deep voice, "Because fortune tellers are not good at fighting, and they spend most of their lives calculating fate, so few of them have made achievements in martial arts."
"Yes!" Dou Po nodded, "However, hundreds of years ago, probably in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty, a master with extraordinary talent appeared among fortune tellers, Ning Nitian."
"Ning Nitian combined martial arts and fate to create the shocking Nine Fateful Blades. When he draws his sword, he is not only using martial arts to defeat the enemy, but more importantly, he is triggering the opponent's fate. When he draws his sword, it is equivalent to adding a disaster to the opponent. Is there any hope for his opponent to survive?"
I was stunned: "Is this... possible?"
Dou Po shook her head and said, "I don't know either, but that's what the legend says. Also, before Ning Nitian died, he opened the Luosha Sword and the Sword Manual. He gave the Luosha Sword and Ghost Eye Gold to his disciples, but gave the Sword Manual to the ancestors."
"Ning Nitian once said that Luosha and the Sword Manual will meet one day. When the descendant of our ancestor meets someone who possesses both Luosha and Ghost Money, he can pass the Sword Manual to him."
Dou Po pointed to her head solemnly and said, "The sword manual is in my head. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to practice swordplay."
I looked at him and said, "Even if there was no deal between us, you would still give me the sword manual, right?"
"That's right!" Dou Po said as a matter of course, "But I have to decide when to give it to you. If I give it to you when you are seventy years old, it won't be considered a breach of contract."
"Beautiful!" I was so angry that I was fuming, but I couldn't say anything.
Dou Po smiled and said, "Don't look like you've been fooled. After all, I promised to teach you a set of internal skills, right? In the end, you got the upper hand."
I didn't want to argue with her anymore: "Then let me ask, who is Ning Nitian? Is he the founder of the Half Life Sect?"
Dou Po shook her head and said, "No!" (To be continued)