Embers of Sword

Chapter 117: Trembling Sounds in the Sword Washing Pool

By the time Jiang Qihu reached the top of the mountain, the battle of sword energy had already ended.

Yuping Peak regained its peace.

Ye Qinglian took the disciples of Baihua Valley and left.

Jiang Qihu and Ye Qinglian passed each other. He wanted to say something, but the latter did not glance at him, nor did she stop, nor did she give him a chance to speak.

Yuan Yi was at the end of the Baihua Valley team.

She looked back every step of the way, looking at Xie Zhen with some reluctance.

Eventually, you can only leave.

Thus, there were only two people left on the top of this desolate mountain.

"Xie Zhen?"

After reaching the summit, Jiang Qihu rubbed his eyes, unable to believe his eyes.

Didn’t Xie Zhen, this kid, say he wanted to go out for a walk?

Can you reach Yuping Peak by just walking around?

He looked at his sister, full of doubts, but before he could open his mouth, he was forced to hold it back.

"Qi Hu, you go back first."

Jiang Miaoyin said, "I have a few words to say to Mr. Xie alone."

"……okay."

Jiang Qihu was already running down the mountain before he felt dizzy.

He grew up in Qingzhou. When he was young, his father was guarding the northern border and had many busy affairs to deal with.

At that time, it was the eldest sister who took charge of the child's education.

As the saying goes, a kind person cannot command an army, and a righteous person cannot command wealth. The Jiang family has a high reputation in Beijun, and the family rules are naturally very strict. This stupid tiger has not been very smart since he was a child, so naturally he has been beaten many times... Later, his sister entered the Sword Palace, and his life became a little better, but every winter and summer, he still had to receive a few punishments according to the family rules.

He was quite immature at that time, and the private school teacher's patient teaching was always in vain.

It was Jiang Miaoyin who took action and gave him a few beatings with a rattan whip. After that, he finally understood all the principles he should understand.

In other families, the eldest brother is like a father, but in the Jiang family, the eldest sister is like a father.

Later, the Sword Palace was closed and Jiang Qihu hadn't seen his sister for ten years. Instead, he missed the days when his sister taught him.

Watching the scene where Jiang Qihu was ordered around and obeyed obediently.

Xie Xuanyi couldn't help laughing at the expression on his face under the bamboo hat.

He smiled and shook his head.

If we talk about... who Jiang Qihu listens to the most in the entire Da Chu, it's probably three people.

The old man, the eldest sister, and Mr.

"Thank you, Master. Please forgive me."

Jiang Miaoyin slowly stood up from the jade table. She came to the waterfall and said softly, "We should have been in a friendly mood today, drinking tea and discussing philosophy, but it's a pity that Miss Ye insisted on using her sword energy."

"It is a blessing to see you two compete."

Xie Xuanyi thought for a moment and smiled, "I have met Young Master Ye once before in Lichao City. She seems to be quite obsessed with this battle."

He thought back to many years ago.

At that time, Ye Qinglian often came to ask for a fight.

But at that time, Jiang Miaoyin would not refuse like she does now.

"Everyone has obsession in their heart."

Jiang Miaoyin's eyes froze under her veil. She stood in front of the waterfall, her voice almost washed away by it: "Ye Qinglian has a clear mind for swordsmanship and is so determined... Sooner or later, she will be able to become a 'Great Swordsman' who is unrivaled in the world."

This sentence is sincere and heartfelt, but without any empty words.

It can be seen that Jiang Miaoyin sincerely believes that in terms of the clarity of sword intent alone, Ye Qinglian is better than herself.

Xie Xuanyi's expression was slightly moved.

He reached out and pressed his bamboo hat, sighing softly, "I heard that Dasui Mountain has been closed for ten years, and Master Jiang has locked himself in Yuping Peak...completely cutting off contact with the outside world. I wonder why?"

Jiang Miaoyin did not answer after hearing this, but said calmly: "Master Xie, please follow me."

Say it.

She walked towards the dojo on the top of the mountain. Yuping Peak was extremely wide. After climbing the mountain, her vision suddenly became clear. Behind the waterfall was a sword-energy dojo. Further ahead, there were several suspended mansions supported by formations on the ceiling.

not far away.

There stands a towering stone tablet, which is pitch black and wrapped with iron chains. The top of the tablet is sharpened like a long sword, with the tip of the sword reaching the sky.

Even from a distance of a hundred feet, one could feel the sharp sword intent and invisible pressure.

And under the stone tablet.

There is a pool of ink.

"Master Xie said earlier that he wanted to see the Sword Washing Pond."

Jiang Miaoyin stood still: "This is it."

There are two people, one wearing a conical hat and the other wearing a veil hat.

The wind blows.

The soap yarn is flying.

The images of all living beings flicker.

"The sword-washing pool can not only wash swords, but also clean treasures and the heart of a cultivator."

Jiang Miaoyin said word by word: "Put the treasure into the sword-washing pool, and it will cleanse the spirit of the weapon and flush out the evil spirits..."

Xie Xuanyi slowly came to the sword washing pool.

In Beihailing.

When he met Daojiu, he promised that if Daojiu was willing to follow him, he would take him out of the North Sea.

that time.

He made preparations and immersed the [Tao Furnace] into the Sword Washing Pool. With the power of the sword energy in the Sword Washing Pool, he washed away all the evil aspects of the Tao in the [Tao Furnace].

"Thank you, Master. You don't have to be so reserved."

Jiang Miaoyin's eyes fell on Xie Xuanyi's back and said, "Since you have come to the sword-washing pool, you might as well take out your natal flying sword and wash it."

"Master Jiang..."

"Isn't this against the rules?"

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said with a smile: "Xie Zhen just wanted to take a closer look, and never thought of using this holy object to benefit himself."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xie."

Jiang Miaoyin spoke in a normal voice, "Now that I am the master of Yuping Peak, the rules of the Sword Washing Pool are determined by me."

"Thank you for your care, but I'll let it go." Xie Xuanyi stood in front of the sword-washing pool and still shook his head: "I heard that if my natal flying sword falls into the sword-washing pool, the sword body will be struck by the power of heaven, and even I, the cultivator, will suffer such pain... Xie is afraid of pain, the flying sword is fragile, and my body is also fragile. I can't stand such a torment."

Washing the sword is also a way to temper the mind.

After saying this, Xie Xuanyi's expression suddenly froze.

He stared intently into the depths of the sword-washing pool.

In the ink pool, rays of light intertwined. The bright light hanging from the ceiling shone into the pool, leaving only darkness.

It was as if all the sunlight was absorbed by the Sword Washing Pool.

In this dark pool of water as thick as ink... you can vaguely see a slender sword shadow. Under the illumination of countless dim lights, it is like a dead fish, silent and motionless, just swaying with the water, reflecting the sparkling black light.

Chronic disease.

It turned out that when she had the duel with Ye Qinglian before...she did not lie, nor did she refuse.

Jiang Miaoyin actually threw the sword cultivator's most precious flying sword into the ink pool of the sword washing pond.

It has not been removed for ten years.

If your natal flying sword falls into the sword-washing pool, you will need to withstand the impact of heavenly power all the time.

So what kind of pain has Jiang Miaoyin, the master of the sword, endured over the years?
Lock yourself in Yuping Peak.

It is already a punishment.

Why should I continue to torture myself like this?
"Master Xie is quite different from what I imagined."

Jiang Miaoyin lowered her eyes slowly and said, "The case files of the Qingzhou rebellion have spread throughout Da Chu... It is true that heroes emerge young, and it is not easy for him to pacify Beihailing and relieve the worries of the state teacher. I think it won't take long for Master Xie to become famous all over the world. Congratulations, congratulations."

These words are meant to express congratulations.

But there wasn't much congratulations in the voice, instead there was a hint of sadness.

Heroes emerge as teenagers.

These five words are quite appropriate when used to describe Xie Zhen today.

But Jiang Miaoyin had seen a more stunning boy back then.

She grew up with Xie Xuanyi, what kind of scenery has she not seen?
Perhaps it’s because they both have the same surname, Xie, and seeing the object reminds him of someone.

Or perhaps it was her intuition that made her feel that the boy in front of her looked familiar and unusual.

Or maybe, it's all just a coincidence.

Perhaps, all these factors combined together, coupled with chance and fate, have led to our meeting today.

Jiang Miaoyin took a deep breath.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the question in her mind: "Where was Mr. Xie in the past, and why have I never heard of him in all these years?"

"..."

Xie Xuanyi was slightly stunned.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later.

This time I returned to Dasui Sword Palace.

He will meet many old friends and get to know them again in a new identity.

After the battle in southern Xinjiang, where Taoist Chihun was killed.

One thing is clear.

That is, there is a "traitor" in the Dasui Sword Palace.

This time when Xie Xuanyi returned to the Sword Palace, he wanted to find out who betrayed him back then...

He cannot be recognized by anyone until the truth is revealed.

Even if that person was Jiang Miaoyin.

After taking a deep breath and calming himself down, Xie Xuanyi withdrew his gaze from the sword washing pool.

"I was originally a nobody, but I got lucky and became somewhat famous in Qingzhou."

He turned around and bowed deeply: "Over the years, I have been working for Mr. Jingxuan... If you don't believe it, Master Jiang can personally verify it with the library."

In the sword-washing pool, there was a slight trembling sound of swords.

The chill at the top of the mountain is quite strong.

"Book building...Book building..."

Jiang Miaoyin looked melancholy.

She got what she wanted and got an answer.

This answer filled the doubts in her heart and was flawless.

Of course, she had checked Xie Zhen's case file. Not only her, but also the entire Da Chu, and even Nanli, there would be people who were interested in investigating -

However, these people's investigation is doomed to failure.

The word "Shulou" is the biggest answer to this blank case file.

Chen Jingxuan didn't need to explain to anyone how he employed people.

The secret agents in the library had been planning for many years, so it made sense that they would jump out when Qingzhou was in turmoil.

The silence on the top of the mountain did not last long.

"Master Jiang, you haven't answered my question yet."

Xie Xuanyi sighed and said, "I know this question is a bit presumptuous..."

"Why did the mountain master lock himself up at Yuping Peak? And why did he abandon his natal flying sword?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Miaoyin froze in place, her snow-white clothes blown up by the damp and cold wind.

She stared at Xie Xuanyi's hat.

This gaze penetrated the hat.

It fell on Xie Xuanyi's cheek.

Looking at the young man's clear eyes, her lips hidden under the veil trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but also seemed to be in some painful struggle.

The trembling sound in the sword-washing pool gradually grew louder.

But everything finally returned to peace.

"It's getting late..."

finally.

The woman in white shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Master. Please do as you please."

……

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(There will be another update in the evening.)
(End of this chapter)