Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 98 Come with joy and leave with joy

"Master Yin Zi?" Xu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

“That’s right.” Ji Tingsheng shook his head and said, “No one knows what happened, but in the end only Master Yinzi got out of the Daozang, and the others were buried in it forever.”

"Oh?" Xu Heng's index finger fell on the table, tapping it silently. He pondered, "He committed such a big crime in Yingzhou,... didn't Taiguang Mountain react?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Ji Tingsheng shook his head and said, "I heard that on that day, someone saw Master Yin Zi fighting with someone in the sky on Xiaoqing Mountain in the south of the city, but the sky was filled with dark clouds and only red lightning could be seen flashing in and out of it."

Red Thunder?

"Chen Taichen?" A dusty memory suddenly flashed through Xu Heng's mind, and he almost instantly determined the identity of the person who fought with Master Yin Zi.

Chen Taichen and Master Yin Zi were both people who had grievances with Xu Heng. Xu Heng remembered the thunder that shattered the flying boat, and also remembered the torrent pressing under the moon. He was somewhat surprised to get such news, and couldn't help asking, "What happened next?"

"What happened next?" Ji Tingsheng said, "The red thunder was powerless against Master Yin Zi, and he eventually went south."

"I see……"

Xu Heng still remembered that when Master Yin Zi came to Yingzhou, he had to rely on Ke Da's flying boat to hide his whereabouts. Even when he ran into Chen Taichen, he chose to escape. Presumably, Master Yin Zi was not Chen Taichen's opponent at that time.

It seems that he did gain a lot from opening the ancient Taoist scriptures. Of course, maybe... he also gained some benefits by killing those practitioners.

Qiao Cheng once talked about the Taoism of Huyou Cave. Xu Heng also found a description of it in the library. He learned the whole story from Ji Tingsheng and had some guesses about what Master Yin Zi had done.

While he was deep in thought, Ji Tingsheng continued, "Since then, the cultivation world in Yingzhou has declined... This was caused by the excessive number of casualties among the cultivators, as well as the death of the Lord of the Market."

Xu Heng nodded slightly. He did not feel any pity for this Gangsha monk who was not even famous. To cooperate with someone like Master Yin Zi was to seek the skin of a tiger.

However, what Ji Tingsheng said was right. The reason why there were so many practitioners gathering in Yingzhou was largely because of the presence of the market owner. He could arrange a place for spirits to gather and had the ability to maintain order. He could make the Yingzhou market prosperous, thus attracting practitioners who were struggling in the mortal world.

Xu Heng asked: "So is Yingzhou Market now ownerless?"

"How is this possible?" Ji Tingsheng said.

Yingzhou Market has existed for so long, of course there will be people who want to take over.

As for the cultivators, although there were many casualties after that disaster, the independent cultivators among the mortal world are like weeds, popping up from nowhere, and as long as there are people, there will be benefits.

"The current owner of the market is a Condensed Demon Cultivator." Ji Tingsheng said, "After he took over, he did not change the way the market is run, so over the years, the market is actually gradually recovering its vitality."

"Is that so?" Xu Heng said calmly, "If that's the case, why do all the people I've seen along the way have worried expressions on their faces?"

Just as Ji Tingsheng was about to say something, the Taoist priest Changsun suddenly coughed twice and said with a smile, "It's a happy occasion to meet my junior brother today. Why do we need to talk about those unhappy things?"

Ji Tingsheng slapped his head and said repeatedly: "That's right, that's right."

"By the way, Brother Xu, how long did it take you to come back to Yingzhou? I should welcome you back..."

As he was talking, Ji Tingsheng suddenly smiled: "Zuixianlou! Brother Xu, I have invited you many times eight years ago."

Xu Heng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said, "In that case, I have to attend this banquet."

……

Old friends meet and revisit the old place to fulfill the appointment made long ago in the old place.

Each of these things made Xu Heng feel special. He thought that this should be part of the journey, not a waste of time. Of course, this would not affect the direction in his heart. Now that he had enough fun, he should return to his own path.

In the private room of Zuixianlou, the banquet was coming to an end.

Ji Tingsheng's body was swaying slightly, and he asked drunkenly, "Brother Xu, how long do you plan to stay this time? Otherwise, you can stay at my villa. But... don't be polite to me."

Xu Heng did not refine the power of the wine, but he had a strong physique and drank a lot of wine without feeling drunk.

He spun his wine glass and slowly replied, "Of course I won't be polite to Brother Ji, but I don't want to stay in Yingzhou."

"What?" Ji Tingsheng wanted to persuade him to stay, but he was too drunk to say anything, so he shook his head to dilute the alcohol.

Unexpectedly, even though my mind became a little clearer, the words were stuck in my mouth and I couldn't utter them.

Ji Tingsheng said nothing, but the Taoist Changsun stroked his beard and asked, "Brother, is there anything urgent you need to do?"

Xu Heng nodded and said, "This time I am leaving the mountain to travel to the East China Sea."

Since he was talking about this, he mentioned it casually: "Brother, do you still remember introducing me to the Binhai He family?"

"Back then, due to some strange circumstances, I was not able to go to the East Sea. Now I want to fulfill my wish. I wonder if this path is still feasible?"

"Oh? This matter." Taoist Changsun hesitated for a moment before saying, "Because the market is declining, the He family has not gone to Yingzhou to purchase elixirs for a long time. I don't know if I can still save face. I can only write a letter and introduce a friend to you to try."

"That's enough." Xu Heng replied cheerfully, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

There is a saying that money can make you a god, and this is also true in the world of cultivation. Xu Heng has no shortage of money, and he is not like he was before when he had no power to protect himself. Is he afraid that the He family is unwilling to do business with him?
In fact, even if he didn't go through Taoist Changsun, it wouldn't be difficult for Xu Heng to find a solution. But since he had already arrived in Yingzhou, he might as well save some effort.

Upon hearing this, Changsun Laodao didn't say any more nonsense. He took out a pen and paper, wrote a simple letter, stamped it with his seal, handed it to Xu Heng, and said, "Brother, take this letter and look for a man named 'He Shanhai'."

"I am a friend of this person, but I don't know what his current situation is like. Junior brother, please give my regards to him on my behalf."

"Okay." Xu Heng put it in his sleeve, picked up the wine glass again, drank it all and put it down, saying: "Come with excitement and leave with satisfaction."

Ji Tingsheng had a subtle feeling in his heart. He knew Xu Heng was leaving, so he suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Xu, I'll take you there."

Xu Heng agreed, and the two of them walked down the Zuixian Tower slowly and leisurely.

It was already dusk outside the building, and there was a hint of lateness in the wind. Ji Tingsheng became more sober, and then he heard Xu Heng say, "Let's stop here, Brother Ji, see you later."

"See you later." Ji Tingsheng answered, and then saw Xu Heng turn around and leave gracefully, quickly disappearing in the crowd.

Ji Tingsheng suddenly felt that Xu Heng was like an immortal who had never visited this mortal world and just came to see him, his mortal friend.

But he didn't know that Xu Heng took a walk around Yingzhou City and ended up in the market town again.

He found an open store. The shopkeeper was a middle-aged cultivator who seemed to have achieved Xuan Guang cultivation, but his magic power was very weak.

Xu Heng walked into the store, knocked on the counter lightly, and said, "Boss, I want to ask you something."

The middle-aged cultivator raised his eyes, but could not tell Xu Heng's background, so he slowed down his tone and said, "You can ask as much as you want, but our store is in the business of talismans, not intelligence. If you don't know something, you can't tell me."

Xu Heng smiled slightly and asked, "Has the market been in trouble recently?"

(End of this chapter)