Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1157 The Secret of Jianmen
Cheng Jiuwen, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, welcomed him in. His eyes paused on the bright sunlight that slowly and elegantly shone on the ground, and he sighed inwardly:
'Troublesome times!'

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, Jianmen has always been considered a free and easy place.

The sword spirit has a unique status that is superior to all other arts of cultivation. It has been hidden year after year and has a deep foundation. It has also adhered to the principle of seclusion for many years. In terms of foundation, among the Sun Taoist traditions of the Song Dynasty, the rest of them combined are not as good as the Sword Sect.

But Cheng Jiuwen realized that his free and carefree life might have come to an end.

Li Zhouwei stopped in the mountain, took a closer look at the black pine tree standing on the top of the mountain, and bowed slightly:

"Meet Senior Tianjiao."

As he finished speaking, a gentle green light appeared, and a gentle and vicissitudes voice resounded on the top of the mountain:
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be polite. We are all family."

Li Zhouwei restrained his expression slightly.

In his spiritual consciousness, the entire black pine seemed to come alive in an instant, and vast magical powers gathered together. The five "Hornwood" magical powers were already complete, communicating with the void, and soaring straight into the sky!
"Sure enough... this spiritual practitioner has already achieved perfect magical powers! How long has it been? A hundred years? Three hundred years? Five hundred years?"

"He has reached the pinnacle of the Five Arts, and he is a great 'Jiao Mu'. He is the sign of growth among the Wood Virtues. Any of his magical powers can bring the dead back to life. If he can leave this sword peak, even if 'Jiao Mu' is not good at fighting, he can still beat a group of cultivators in the north and make them lose their heads!"

When Li Ximing broke through to the Purple Mansion, he came here. Ling Mei once said that this senior had not spoken for fifty years. However, time flies, and it has been more than fifty years since Li Ximing’s breakthrough, which is a full one hundred years!

"That's true... Now that Ling Mei has come out of seclusion, not only is it the peak time for Jianmen in the past hundred years, but he will also have to face the immortal cultivator from Dongtian. He can't stay in seclusion any longer."

He simply bowed and said:
"Senior, you're welcome."

The dark pine tree swayed slightly, rustling, and cast handfuls of clear light, which continued to condense in front of Li Zhouwei and shine on his face. Li Zhouwei only felt a spring breeze blowing past, and the faint glow on his face suddenly dissipated, and even the wound that was deep enough to see the bone also healed quickly without leaving any trace!

"Thank you, senior!"

Li Zhouwei lowered his head and responded in a sonorous and powerful voice, with a slight movement in his heart:

"What a powerful magic!"

Li Zhouwei's body is extremely special. It is not an ordinary purple palace that can be repaired at will. If others want to heal him, they really can't do it without some attainments in Mingyang!

"Is it that this senior has experienced many hardships and has made great achievements in the Way of Mingyang... or is it that Jiaomu's magical powers are perfect, and his skills are close to the Way, and he has the merit of completing all the laws?"

Cheng Jiuwen kept his head down, standing respectfully aside, watching Tianjiao not answering. Then he sat down, quietly brewed tea for the King of Wei, and smiled slightly:
"It's rare to see the King of Wei."

The black-robed young man stood tall and straight. Even though a big battle was about to break out on the shore, there was no sign of anxiety between his brows. He said:
"I have to thank Senior Ling Mei for helping me take refuge at Jianmen back then."

Cheng Jiuwen shook his head and said:

"King Wei, you don't have to be polite. Cheng Yan is now dead in your hands, which can be regarded as paying back the karma. As for the protection... no matter whether Master Uncle is willing to help or not, King Wei will definitely be able to turn the danger into safety."

The Jianmen Taoist was observing him, but Li Zhouwei was also observing him secretly.

This man had a long face and thick eyebrows, and looked serious, nothing unusual about him.

In Zifu, Cheng Jiuwen did not have a very good reputation. Firstly, he had always been a loner and did not get close to the cultivators of the Sun Sect. Secondly, the moral dispute of Jianmen was essentially a dispute over the route of the Sun Sect. Almost all the cultivators of the Sun Sect sided with Ling Mei, and they also knew that Cheng Jiuwen was behind those elders, so naturally they did not have many good impressions of him.

So he shook his head:

"Let's talk about the facts. This kindness is there."

Cheng Jiuwen was silent for a moment, realizing that the King of Wei in front of him was waiting, whether he was waiting for his uncle or the great general. He was in the center of the vortex and could not escape.

So he simply raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"We should have congratulated King Wei on what happened in Tingzhou."

Li Zhouwei nodded:
"You should also see the sword book."

Cheng Jiuwen sighed, apologized, and said softly:
"I'm afraid the King of Wei will have to accompany me to the [Chenghua Palace] - I can't cultivate the sword spirit, and this sword book...even I can't carry it!"

Li Zhouwei could see clearly that this Jianmen Immortal already had the second magical power. He was full of spirit and energy, and his brilliance was profound. He must have practiced the third magical power for a long time, and he was only one step away from it.

'Even he couldn't lift it.'

Li Zhouwei became suspicious and stood up. Together with Cheng Jiuwen, he walked up the green steps and soon saw the place that Jiangnan sword cultivators dreamed of - Chenghua Palace.

This hall was not as magnificent as one might imagine, except for the green tiles which had some color. The whole hall was made of wood, which had been weathered by wind and rain and had become grayish white in varying shades. There were a few round stools placed by the threshold, all of which were very simple.

As you step into it, you will see colorful walls on both sides, with pictures carved on them, depicting either slaying demons or saving the world. The main colors are blue, black and red, and they look ancient and simple.

Cheng Jiuwen seemed to be full of thoughts and said:

"Zhongming Six Meridians - let's just count them as Six Meridians. He has the most extensive cultivation and is now considered the most capable. He has trained a True Lord, but Jianmen has never been bright and even our ancestors once lamented that among all the cultivators of Chongming, he is the least proficient in the mysteries."

Li Zhouwei understood that the ancestor he was talking about was Cheng Liuxing, the Wanyu Sword Immortal, a disciple of Zhenjun. Cheng Jiuwen lowered his eyebrows and said:
"It's no one's fault. There are too few people who have both high sword skills and the talent for cultivation."

He led Li Zhouwei forward and soon saw the dark blue sword book. The pages were light yellow and half open. The handwriting was clear and bright, and the dark gray small characters on the top were bright.

【Remove repentance】

Below it is written in dark grey:
【Wake-up Pool】

On the side, there was densely written tiny characters, which read [The Great Repentance, the First Awakening, the One Nature, the True Sword].

Seeing Li Zhouwei's gaze, Cheng Jiu asked:
"This is the sword of Xu Gui, the Xuanzhou Master of Shu. He was here a few days ago..."

Li Zhouwei had heard that there was a sword immortal in Shu Kingdom, who was called Master Xu. He only knew the name now and nodded secretly. The person in front of him picked up a jade stick as thin as a chopstick, infused it with magical powers, and tried to pick up the page of the book.

He flipped through several pages before he saw words light up on the sword book:
【Falling osmanthus】

The handwriting was silvery white with a hint of blue.

【Qingxiang】

Li Zhouwei moved his eyes and saw the words written below:

[Qing Yue meets Wan Lin's Homecoming Sword]!
He memorized the name of the sword, his golden eyes turned, and he said softly:

"I have something to ask you, Senior. When did the name of this sword intent appear?"

Li Zhouwei came here not only for his own business, but also to pave the way for Li Jiangchun's sword intention. Cheng Jiuwen was surprised for a moment, and soon spoke:

"The noble disciple arrived at the capital, met the monarch, performed a sword dance in the palace, and his name was published in the sword book!"

Li Zhouwei felt slightly relieved and continued:

“It’s not on the lake?”

Cheng Jiuwen lowered his eyebrows and said:
"The ancestors had experience that when they entered some secret cave, they could not read the sword book. If not, it was because they were obscured by some great magic power or supernatural power... Although this book was written by a true master, it has not reached the level of a magic weapon. Even if it has reached the level, there are still many places in this world that magic weapons cannot reach..."

Li Zhouwei gradually calmed down.

"If that's the case, then it's easy to cover up... As long as this sword intent is obtained on the lake, or even in the cave that will be built by me, I can avoid the sword book..."

He smiled and nodded, but his eyes fell on the jade stick in the other person's hand, and whispered:

"My great uncle mentioned that this sword book is peculiar. If one has the sword intent, a mortal can easily take it away. If one does not have the sword intent... it is difficult for the Purple Mansion to take it. It was Senior Ling Mei who gave it to him back then."

Although Li Zhouwei did not explain it clearly, his meaning was already very clear. When Li Ximing came to Jianmen, it was this Ling Mei Zhenren who took it personally and flipped through it casually without any hesitation!

At that time, Li Ximing only thought that Ling Mei's magical power was so powerful that he could ignore the weight of the sword book. But now, seeing that Cheng Jiuwen even had to use a magic weapon to turn the pages, and he turned the pages slowly one by one, how could he not be suspicious!
The King of Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, already having doubts:
'That year, when the swordsman Xiao Wang came to the lake, he mentioned that there were four swordsmen in Jiangnan, the Shangyuan Zhenjun, the old swordsman of Dayukui Temple, Qi Ze Duo Ling... there should be another one!'

Cheng Jiuwen heard the doubt in his voice and was silent for a long time before answering:
"I won't hide it from King Wei... This matter... is actually my... Sword Gate's sorrow!"

The real person said in a trembling voice:

"My uncle's real name is not Li Mei, his real name is Cheng Xunzhi, he is a descendant of the Cheng family and a direct descendant of the Cheng family!"

"In the way of the sword, he had acquired the sword energy when he was ten years old. My master loved him very much. At that time, he held the treasure of the teaching [White Pear] in his hand. In fact, he had already comprehended [Yu Xin] when he was building his foundation - [Li Yang Yu Xin Yi Qi Pure Yang Sword]!"

"In terms of cultivation, he achieved enlightenment with the most difficult 'Jun Dui Yu', and it took him less than a hundred years to master 'Bu Qiong Feng' and 'Sha Shou Gong'... before he was three hundred years old, he had already reached the purple level!"

"To be frank, he is the greatest genius of our Sword Sect in many years. His talent and sword skills are so high that he once surpassed several disciples of the founder... In the past thousands of years, there are no more than three people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him!"

There was a gloom in his brow:
"Although the Dui Metal Path has been moved and mixed with the Geng Metal Path and has many interferences, it is still in the correct position. The remaining two paths are life-saving divine powers. One path is locked away by Jin Yi and cannot be known by lower-level cultivators. However, the last path is also possessed by my Jianmen."

"It was me who kept involving him with sect affairs, and it was Senior Tianjiao who remained silent and didn't say a word to his questions! He should have passed the Cang Zi level long ago... It was us who hid the sect's fourth magical power!"

"He can't cultivate life-saving magical powers!"

Li Zhouwei's expression was a little cold, and he whispered:
"Why?"

Cheng Jiuwen showed a bit of pain on his face and lowered his head and said:
"At that time, our Jianmen Master had just passed away. Although our Grandmaster had passed the Purple Stage, he was injured. My Grandmaster was a pillar of the sect and should have been carefully protected. However, there was a rule that required him to go down the mountain to cultivate morality, so he was asked to go to the sea to guard the island..."

"At that time, when Da Yu and Chun Yi were fighting for the secret realm, Maha Liangli Tian Langzhi of Da Yu Dao personally went south to fight with Senior Yuan Shang. However, a ray of light moved and landed on the island."

Li Zhouwei frowned with some doubt, and when he heard Cheng Jiuwen's question, his eyes turned red. He walked out of the hall step by step, gritting his teeth and said:
"It turns out that Master Uncle has acquired the sword spirit at such a young age. Originally, only Master and Grandmaster knew about it. I don't know where that Great Desire Master Maha got the idea from. This time he came here not only to intimidate Chunyi, but also to harm him!"

"That ray of light... confused my mind... When Senior Yuan Shang arrived, he saw all the disciples who had been killed by a sword and his uncle who looked like a madman. And Tian Langzhi - was still shameless and planned to take his uncle to the north!"

"Master Yuan Shang tried his best. Tian Langzhi became malicious when he saw that he could not take him away. Master Yuan Shang used many spiritual objects to protect him... and brought him back to the mountain, but it was too late. Not only was he ill, but his wife and children were all on the island and died at his hands. Although Master Uncle barely saved his life, his Taoism was ruined..."

When Cheng Jiuwen said this, he had already walked under the dark pine tree that blocked out the sun and sky. His lips trembled and tears kept flowing:

"He vowed to kill Tian Langzhi, but he often woke up from his meditation and could not use his sword intent. Grandmaster and Master both understood that he had no chance to gain the Purple Palace. Even if he could ask for it, with the Dao heart of Master Uncle at that time, he would definitely fail if he tried to gain the Purple Palace!"

Li Zhouwei had already understood, and Cheng Jiuwen lowered his eyebrows and said:
“So… the master asked Senior Tianjiao to help… and used a spiritual branch of the [Xuanjiao Baosui Pine] to heal his injuries. He also asked Master Shangmiao of Xiuyue to help, and with the help of Xiuyue’s sect treasure, erase his memory…”

He revealed the most tragic secret of Jianmen over the past few hundred years, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a sad voice:

"The change to [Li Mei] was also a clever move. Ordinary erasing of memories cannot overcome the infinite fantasy at the time of breakthrough. In essence, he has rebuilt his body, almost reincarnated. As Senior Tianjiao's surname is Li, he used the more profound mystery of the womb to cover this..."

"It can cover up infinite fantasies, but it can't cover up the divine power of life! This divine power of life is called 'please forget both', also known as 'position following trust'. It can follow the will of heaven and make people forget about labor and death, so it is called 'please forget both', not to mention yourself. With life added to your body, doubts will definitely be resolved!"

"This technique is called [Shun Tian Xing Fu Gong], and it is passed down in the hands of Senior Tian Jiao!"

Li Zhouwei's eyes trembled slightly as he heard the real person crying:
"That's why...that's why Senior Tianjiao didn't dare to answer him for fifty years, and why I hesitated to find a method for him, and stayed in seclusion year after year, making him run around for everything, just hoping that he would practice more slowly, or even hoping that he would be like that person!"

"But he only stayed in front of Shen Zi for more than 60 years, and then passed it lightly. This matter will eventually have an end. Uncle Master also noticed that he could not use the Duijin method, so he practiced his way! I heard that this Gengjin is also a life-saving supernatural power!"

The Cheng family's master sighed deeply and whispered:

"Everyone says... my uncle-master is in charge of entering the secular world, but I am in charge of leaving the secular world. I will stand up to those old men and unite to oppose him... But this matter cannot be explained in one sentence. Is the decision-making power of leaving the secular world or entering the secular world really in the hands of people like us?!"

"There are many complaints about the Cheng family outside, and I am even more of a person who pretends to obey but actually disobeys, and is conservative. I, Cheng Jiuwen, don't care about these rumors, but people who practice swordsmanship only want to have a clear sword heart, and the sword immortal is even more so. Once the memory is recovered, how can the uncle-master... tolerate it? He will definitely go to see the Great Desire Dao to see the truth!"

This master was always serious, but at this moment his face was pale, and his eyes were full of pain:
"You all think this is a great joyous event for our Jianmen, but in fact... in fact, I, Cheng Jiuwen, am more afraid of this day than anyone else!"