Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 770 Wudi City has rules, I have a sword
At the same time, south of the Shejiang River, on the Guanyin Island facing the northern continent across the sea, a tall woman in a white gauze dress and holding a green-handled whisk walked out of the hall filled with smoke, walked down the long white marble steps step by step, and walked for a long time. She came to the front square, where a pond with green lotus flowers bloomed. She swung the whisk, stretched out her hand, which was as white as that of a young woman, and pressed forward. A bright white light emerged.

There was also a gleam of white light generated under the lotus leaves in the pond, as if responding to her magic. It rose higher and higher, and finally broke through the lotus leaves, turned into a white rainbow and fell into the palm of the veiled woman. This object looked like a square white jade octagonal box with water in the middle and a bright moon rippling in the water. The strange thing was that no matter how she shook it, the water in the box did not leak out at all, and was finally put into her sleeve.

"After I leave, you need to take good care of the sect."

"Yes."

The two female disciples standing in front of the stone steps bowed their heads and agreed.

The veiled woman nodded with satisfaction, turned and looked down the mountain, tapped her toes lightly, and flew up into the wind, heading towards the boat dock visible at the edge of the square.

In the north of the Guangling River, in the territory of Songzhou, there is a mountain in the center of a basin shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. A centenarian wearing a purple robe, with white hair, beard and eyebrows, stands with his hands behind his back, gazing at a mountain in the distance. This mountain in the center of the basin, covered by mist and fog, is filled with all kinds of swords, some as short as daggers and some as long as half a gun. There are wide-bladed swords thicker than plates and some soft swords that sway from side to side when the wind blows. At a glance, they are densely packed and scattered.

"Xu Fengnian has left?"

"Yes, Helian Jianchi sent news that Xu Fengnian has not only recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation has also improved. He has already entered the celestial realm. Now he is on his journey to Dongyue Road." A middle-aged man with a sword scar on his face who was walking from behind said with a fist clasped.

The old man asked again: "Are you ready?"

"Ready."

"..."

The old man stared at the Buried Sword Mountain for a while, then sighed heavily: "Let's go to Wudi City while my old bones can still move."

"Will Deng Tai'a go?"

"Probably so."

The middle-aged man with the sword scar on his face didn't say anything else. He also looked at Zangjian Mountain intently for a few times, followed the old man, and walked towards the direction of the path out of the valley.

……

Tai'an City, inside Prince Beimu's Mansion.

The clear light shone through the window screen, casting a white light, making the black pieces on the couch shiny and the white pieces even whiter. Xu Xiao, who was wearing casual clothes, held a white piece between his right index and middle fingers, frowned and looked at the complicated chess game, hesitant, not knowing where to put it.

An old monk in black was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the chessboard. He had a clean-shaven head and a white beard down to his chest. After waiting for a long time but seeing Xu Xiao making a move, he said after a moment of hesitation, "I thought you really didn't care about what happened at Mount Longhu. Now that you're upset, you're not in the right state to play chess."

"..."

Xu Xiao raised his right eye and drooped his left eye. He glanced at Li Yang's national master, who was also his old friend Yang Taisui, and took the white piece between his fingers back into his palm.

"If I were you, I would have given up and admitted defeat long ago."

"That won't work. We should lose the battle but not the people."

Yang Taisui shook his head: "It's never good to lose too badly."

"Oh, if I surrender, you can win?"

Xu Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand, waved his sleeve, and swept all the black and white pieces on the chessboard. He said smugly, "See? I'm not playing with you anymore. How can you win?"

"you……"

Yang Taisui tapped him with his hand, speechless.

Xu Xiaozhi smiled proudly.

Yang Taisui suddenly changed the subject and said, "I heard that your son went to Wudi City."

"..."

"If it were me, I would tie him up and take him back to Kitakura."

"My son's temper is hard to describe..." Xu Xiao sighed: "And is it safe to go back to Beiliang?"

"So you're going to stay in Tai'an City and not leave?" Yang Taisui changed the subject again.

Xu Xiao said, "How can I be said to be staying in Tai'an City? Look, first it was Prince Jing'an, then Prince Yanci, Prince Guangling was better, he fled back to Tai'an a few days ago, the world is about to be in chaos, shouldn't I be devoted to your Majesty and serve you like a dog? Why are you going to drive me away before the emperor has even spoken?"

Yang Taisui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Zhang Zaifu's people confirmed that one of the bodies on the Longhu Mountain Demon Slaying Platform was Zhong Liang, the second in command of the Zhong family in Beimang. Did you know about this?" Xu Xiao shook his head. Seeing Yang Taisui looking straight at him, he said: "This matter has nothing to do with me. God knows how that kid offended the people in Beimang."

"It really has nothing to do with you?"

"Look, could it be related to Yuan Qingshan, the Qilin Master of Beimang? He was plotting to get the adult Qilin in Lin Qing's hands, so he sent Zhong Liang to the south to investigate, but he was killed by Lin Qing."

"Is it……"

"Hey Yang Taisui, what's the meaning of that expression? It's as if I'm lying to you."

"Even if you lied, you were deceiving the emperor. What does it have to do with me?"

"Oh, Yang Taisui, you have chosen yourself very well. I am very curious about who encouraged the eminent monk Longshu from Liangchan Temple to go south?"

"..."

"The monk Longshu was turned into a corpse puppet by the devil Lin Qing, and he killed tens of thousands of people. This is a heinous crime. Do you think the guy who fanned the flames behind the scenes should be counted as a part of it?"

Yang Taisui showed his right hand hidden in his sleeve, breaking the bodhi seeds one by one and said, "Master Nagarjuna is a great Buddhist monk, who has always been compassionate. With his bodhisattva heart, even if he knew that there was a 100% chance of death ahead, he would definitely move forward to save all living beings from suffering."

"So you are using these words to excuse yourself." Xu Xiao pointed at him and laughed. "I also heard that Li Dangxin, a disciple of Nagarjuna monk and the number one Vajra master in Buddhism, left Liangchan Temple and went to Dongyue Dao. Yang Taisui, could this also be the result of you fanning the flames behind the scenes?"

"This... really doesn't exist."

"That's right. You don't need to be involved in this matter. As long as the news reaches Liangchan Temple, whether it's for revenge for the master or for the people of the world, even if Li Dangxin is unwilling, you must wade into the muddy water. Speaking of open conspiracy, it has to be you, Yang Taisui."

Yang Taisui was irritated by his mockery: "I received a message these two days saying that something happened in Lingzhou City. Was it Li Yishan who did it?"

Xu Xiao thought about it, shook his head and said, "No."

"I do not believe."

"It's really not true."

……

A month later.

Outside Wudi City, on the official road lined with green willows, the small flowers blooming in spring turned into colorful debris and flower mud spreading on the roadside. Xuanyuan Qingfeng's purple robe was clean and tidy, not at all dusty. It would normally take ten days to travel from Huishan to Wudi City, but they stopped and walked, sightseeing along the way, and it took them nearly a month. At this speed, it would be strange if they were dusty. Just look at the two horses pulling the cart, they not only didn't lose weight, but got fatter.

But Xuanyuan Qingfeng was not happy at this time, not only because she was sad about the abnormally withering flowers on the roadside. The news that Wang Xianzhi had issued a letter of challenge to Lin Qing had spread all over the world, and many martial arts masters went to Wudi City to watch the battle. These people rode on horses through the aisle, and with more horses and cars, how could the flowers and plants on the roadside have a good view?
Moreover, seven days ago, there was a follower following them.

Although the guy named Zhao Kai behaved very politely and sensibly, and acted like a gentleman with respect to Mr. Lin, she always felt that Zhao Kai's words and actions were fake and deliberate.

"Wang Xianzhi of Wudi City has been active in the martial arts world for sixty years, calling himself the second best in the world. Most people believe that he refuses to take the title of the best in order to pay tribute to the Sword God Li Chungang."

"Wang Xianzhi has four disciples sitting under him, namely Yu Xinlang, Lou Huang, Lin Ya, and Gong Banque. The eldest disciple Yu Xinlang is an expert in both swords and sabers, and is already a master of celestial phenomena. As for the remaining three, Lou Huang's swordsmanship is simple and fierce. Lin Ya is a woman, but she has a very high level of attainment in boxing and is beautiful. Like the princess, she is a beauty on the Rouge List. Gong Banque is a Qigong practitioner with the body of a Buddhist Vajra and the secret art of the Taoist sect. He is very powerful and very difficult to deal with. All three of them have reached the Zhixuan realm."

"The status of Wudi City is quite transcendent, right? Actually, decades ago, Wudi City was not called Wudi City, but Linguan City. When Wang Xianzhi was young, he was accepted as a son-in-law by the Lord of Linguan City. Unexpectedly, the Lord wanted to use his power to usurp the throne and rebel. Later, when the incident happened, the Lord of Linguan City committed suicide on the top of the city to apologize. However, the King of Dongyue Kingdom did not want to let the people in the city go, so he ordered the army to massacre the city. Wang Xianzhi, who had just returned from a sword fight with Li Chungang, saw this scene and killed people inside and outside the city three times. Finally, he went to the Emperor of Dongyue and forced him to sign a ceasefire agreement, recognizing the independence of Wudi City and non-aggression.

"Later, when Liyang unified the country, the Emperor of Liyang went to Wudi City to meet with Wang Xianzhi. No one knows what they talked about or what kind of compromise they made. Anyway, to this day, Wudi City is still the independent Wudi City outside the imperial power."

Zhao Kai rides a chestnut horse and wears a dark blue cloak. He walks side by side with Chu Pingsheng, who is sitting on the shaft of a cart, basking in the sun and enjoying his sister massaging his legs and shoulders. While looking at the clearly visible hedgehog-like walls of Wudi City, he tells the story of Wang Xianzhi and Wudi City.

"Look at the weapons on the top of the city wall. There are swords, spears, and halberds. They are all left by those who have failed to challenge Wang Xianzhi over the years. Of course, not everyone is qualified to challenge Wang Xianzhi. In addition to Wang Xianzhi's direct disciples such as Yu Xinlang, Lou Huang, and Lin Ya, Wudi City also has twelve martial slaves guarding the city tower. According to the rules of Wudi City, only by defeating them can you be qualified to challenge Wang Xianzhi."

"Oh." Chu Pingsheng glanced at him calmly: "Wang Xianzhi's rules? Everyone who comes to Wudi City must abide by them?"

"Oh, Brother Lin, of course you don't have to obey. After all, it was Wang Xianzhi who issued a declaration of war to Brother Lin. He must have been waiting for Brother Lin at the South Gate by now."

"Then in front is..."

"Simon."

Chu Pingsheng said: "I know that's Ximen. I mean the person standing in front of Ximen. Don't you think he looks familiar?"

Zhao Kai took a closer look, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Is that... Xu Fengnian, the prince of Beiliang?"

(End of this chapter)