Embers of Sword

Chapter 408 Returning to the Mountain
The leaves are like flowing fire, fluttering and flying, bringing out bursts of golden light.

"This... is the [Hidden Moon Realm]?"

Chu Yin raised his face.

She had heard of the [Hidden Moon Realm] a long time ago.

It was here that my father met with an accident...

All the major sects in Da Chu have "blessed places", and the royal family is no exception.

In the imperial city, there are nearly a hundred "private caves" of various sizes belonging to the royal family and dignitaries.

After the incident ten years ago, the [Yueyin Realm] was blocked.

No one can enter this world anymore.

This cave, along with the death of my father, fell into silence and destruction, leaving only an illusory name.

"This is not the [Hidden Moon Realm]."

Chen Jingxuan said in a gentle voice: "This is my 'cave heaven'."

Chu Yin was stunned.

"Your cave?"

She looked at the gentleman beside her in disbelief.

"Before the accident that year, I was invited to the [Yueyin Realm] once."

Chen Jingxuan smiled and said, "What I just told you was all told to me by your father word for word... He is indeed an extraordinary person. These ideas are rare in the history. If he were still alive now, I'm sure Da Chu would not be like this."

Chu Yin murmured, "So... after my father died, you recreated the scene of the [Moon Hidden Realm] in your own cave?"

“In a sense, it’s deduction.”

Chen Jingxuan looked at the giant tree and said softly, "The original [Yueyin Realm] was built with the help of Mr. Yan Xin. No one knows better than him how to control these four dragon veins. He passed on all his knowledge and experience to me. Over the past ten years, I have used the destiny golden thread of the [Huanyuan Instrument] to continuously deduce and reproduce, trying to restore the original source wood of the [Yueyin Realm]."

Chu Yin was shocked again.

The so-called "stealing the sky and replacing the day" is nothing more than this.

"The only safe 'cave' in the world is probably here."

Chen Jingxuan said softly: "Your brother lives under the 'Source Wood'."

Chu Yin followed his line of sight.

Where countless golden branches and leaves hang, a wooden building stands vaguely.

Maybe it was the vibration from the outside world.

Or maybe it's the induction of blood.

A young man in black, holding an umbrella and a sword, slowly pushed open the bamboo door of the wooden building. He stood under the golden threads of fireflies fluttering in the wind, looking over here.

"Go."

Chen Jingxuan patted Chu Yin on the shoulder and said softly, "He is right there."

……

……

The golden leaves flutter in the wind.

The white crane flaps its wings and sings softly in the sky.

After the Xuanshui Competition, Dasui Sword Palace stopped closing the mountain and began to recruit disciples. Due to the implementation of the "Sword Qi News Order", Zhenyin Peak needed a large number of manpower, and the number of law enforcers on Jinao Peak was not enough. For ordinary people below the mountain, being able to worship in Dasui Sword Palace was a great fate, so how could they dare to hope to worship in any mountain? Even if they were accepted by Xiaochong Mountain and used as chores, they could still stand out and bring honor to their ancestors. No matter how bad they were, at least they could get a book of Qi Refining Heart Method and practice for three to five years. Even if they failed in Qi Refining, they would be a genuine "immortal master" who had practiced in Dasui Sword Palace when they went outside the mountain. From then on, no matter which small town they went to, no matter which tavern they went to, the waiter had to respectfully call him "Sword Immortal Master" and send him two taels of good wine and a dish of beef.

now.

A horse-drawn carriage was traveling on the mountain road.

The carriage was not big, but it was packed with more than a dozen young people.

These young men all went to the Sword Palace to participate in the trial, and most of them were wandering knights with no status or family.

If you have some money in your pocket, you would not choose this way to go up the mountain.

The environment is crowded though.

But the atmosphere is excellent.

When people from the underworld get together, they always talk about underworld matters.

"Everyone, have you heard about what happened in 'Jiangning' recently?"

"It's old news. It's been spread everywhere. Don't mention it... I've heard it so many times that my ears are calloused."

"Hey, what I want to talk about today is not the story of Xie Zhisui, that bastard, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country."

Among a group of young people, there sat a sloppy old man with ragged clothes and sparse hair.

This old man, who was out of tune with the surrounding environment, crossed his legs and swung his legs, making the already tight space in the carriage even worse. He held the wine gourd, took a sip, and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, I will tell you the story of how Xie Zhen was betrayed by King Jiangning and was surrounded by iron cavalry!"

The word "Xie Zhen" came out of his mouth.

The attention of everyone in the car was drawn to it.

Who doesn’t know the new master of Xuanshui?

Xie Xuanyi's direct disciple, endured humiliation and practiced in the library for ten years. When he was born, he made a shocking achievement.

He surpassed Li Guo's Nalan Qiutong and topped the list of geniuses.

Beihailing was shattered.

Luck is flowing backwards.

Logically speaking, this is an absolute golden age, and heroes should be as numerous as crucian carp swimming across the river. However, since Xie Zhen appeared, he has monopolized all the fame in the world.

"Old sir, this is new, why don't you tell me about it?"

A young man became interested and spoke respectfully.

The old man raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "Meeting by chance is fate. But in this world, it is easier to hear stories than to tell them... Just like going to a painted boat to appreciate flowers or going to a brothel to listen to music, there is no reason to get it for free."

At this point, everyone had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"One ounce of silver."

The old man held up a finger and said with a smile: "Everyone here can work together and it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Old man, you're asking for too much, why don't you just go and rob?!"

The previously respectful young man's eyes widened.

One tael of silver.

What is the concept?
"There are ten people in total. Each person can pay 100 coins."

The old man looked around, still smiling.

"too expensive!"

Another chivalrous knight frowned and said, "One hundred coins, is your story worth that much?"

"It's expensive, of course there's a reason why it's expensive."

"Although I don't have any special abilities, I go to the Sword Palace's True Hidden Peak every day in a carriage, back and forth, and have been there dozens of times."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said quietly, "Are there any special breeds of kings, princes, generals, and ministers? Dasui Sword Palace recruits disciples without asking about their origins or backgrounds. As long as they can pass the test... they can become disciples of the mountain gate. A while ago, I heard that the examiner for recruiting disciples at Zhenyin Peak has been replaced. The new examiner is Xie Zhen's junior brother. Now the turmoil in Jiangning has caused a lot of trouble. Everyone is denouncing Xie Zhisui, but no one knows where Xie Zhen is. The entire Dasui Sword Palace, from top to bottom, is looking for information. This examiner has already said that if anyone can provide information about the departure of the Fanyin Temple delegation, he will consider accepting disciples."

Finished speaking.

The carriage fell into silence.

Several young people looked at each other.

Just as several people were struggling and hesitating about whether to grit their teeth and bleed, a young man in black sitting by the window spoke.

"Only one ounce of silver?"

All eyes turned to the window seat.

At this time, everyone remembered that there had always been such a quiet and silent person in this noisy carriage. The carriage had traveled for more than ten miles, and this young man seemed to have never spoken. Because of his ordinary appearance, no one had ever noticed his existence.

"One ounce of silver, no deception for children or old people."

The old man smiled and spoke again, but he was interrupted as soon as he finished speaking.

The young man in black took out an ounce of silver like a magic trick and threw it out.

……

...After Xie Xuanyi returned to Chu State, he delivered his "message of safety" using the Lotus Order.

Know that he is safe.

The Chief Lawyer felt relieved, and the entire Sword Palace became much more peaceful.

After the Purple and Blue Treasure Ship docked in Jiangning.

Xie Xuanyi did not stay to watch the show, but left and headed north back to Dasui Sword Palace.

This way.

Xie Xuanyi walked very slowly. He deliberately concealed his face with the "Appearance of All Living Things" and walked in his former hometown. Jiangning was still Jiangning, and his hometown had not changed, but all the old friends had disappeared. There was nothing worth lingering in this place. In the end, he chose to stop in a remote town, got on a carriage, and slowly sailed towards the Dasui Sword Palace...

Then, there was this idle show.

Xie Xuanyi had never expected that after giving him one or two taels of silver, he would actually hear the story of his fight against the cavalry at Mount Qixia. This old man was really capable. In the battle at Mount Qixia, the only people who saw it were the monks of the Fanyin Temple delegation, in addition to the person involved. This guy described it vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, making people feel as if they were there.

Everyone in the car was stunned.

The story is settled.

The story of one tael of silver ends at the critical moment when Xie Xuanyi fights against the cavalry and breaks through the gap.

"Where's the back?"

The young man sitting next to Xie Xuanyi took out a bag of melon seeds and cracked them all the way. Now he was looking at the old man eagerly, ready to reach into his pocket for copper coins.

This story is addictive.

He was willing to give some copper coins and hear the ending.

"Gone."

The old man spread his hands and spoke sincerely.

"Gone???"

These people were furious. Their appetite had been whetted, and now it was gone!
"Don't worry, I just heard it from others..."

The old man had already put a tael of silver in his deep pocket, and now he was acting like a tough guy who could do nothing to me: "That's what I heard at the time."

"What happened next? Did Xie Zhen die?"

The young man was a little impatient.

"Then he must be alive!"

The old man rolled his eyes and pointed at the gate of the Sword Palace not far away: "If Xie Zhen died in Dali, would the Sword Palace still be like this? The head of the Chunyang Sect and the Tongtian Sect would expose Yuanzhou to the sky, right?"

"How can you live like this?"

The young man was dumbfounded: "How did he survive when surrounded by so many cavalrymen?"

"I don't know about that... If you have the opportunity to join the Dasui Sword Palace, you might as well go and ask Master Xie in person."

The old man bowed with a smile.

The carriage stopped.

In front is the mountain gate of Dasui Sword Palace, and the guiding messenger from Zhenyin Peak is waiting not far away... Next is the trial to enter the mountain of Dasui Sword Palace.

The young men left the carriage one after another.

The old man didn't move at all. He spread his arms carelessly, ready to enjoy the spacious carriage alone.

Next he would take this carriage back to his original place.

"what?"

The old man blinked.

Everyone in the carriage had left, except the young man in black.

"Thank you for the story, it's well told."

Xie Xuanyi threw out the second silver coin and said calmly: "It's not easy to tell a story, this is a reward for you."

"Hey, thank you, sir..."

The old man took the silver, bit it with his teeth, thanked him, and then asked in surprise: "Sir, you are so rich, why are you huddled together with a bunch of poor people like us?"

The carriage was crowded, noisy and smelly.

The old man lifted the curtain of the carriage, pointed at the white crane flying outside, and said with emotion: "As long as you spend ten taels of silver, you can ask the Immortal Master of Zhenyin Peak to personally ride a white crane to pick you up. Even if you fail the trial, he will take you back home. This will make the whole village proud."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "That would be too ostentatious."

"Isn't it good to be ostentatious?"

The old man grinned and said, "How many people want to show off like this once in their life."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said nothing more, but threw out the third silver coin.

This time.

The old man confiscated it.

"Sir, you have money, so you should spend it sparingly."

He no longer sat crookedly, but looked carefully at the young man in front of him, and his whole demeanor gradually changed.

"The Imperial City Department has deployed 'fly pupils' all over the world to blend into the market."

Xie Xuanyi said slowly: "The bookstore will naturally not sit idly by. Before Chen Jingxuan took over, Yan Xin sponsored beggars and trained secret agents in the four regions of Da Chu. More than half of the secret agents in the bookstore were recruited from the humble. These people who had no chance to study, on the contrary, became the most powerful force that the bookstore gathered in the secular world."

"Your Excellency has a very good eye."

The old man felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He released his divine sense, but could not see through the young man's depth.

and many more……

A thought suddenly came to my mind.

Without waiting for the old man to continue speaking.

"Prince Jiangning's punishment has not yet come down."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "There is no movement in Renshou Palace. This disturbance is gradually disappearing. The library will not sit idly by and watch. No matter what, we must fan the flames. The best way... is to publicize the results of this mission to kill the enemy. Will this story become popular in a few days?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he cautiously asked, "Little Master Xie, you're back?"

"it's me."

Xie Xuanyi asked calmly: "Where did you get this story?"

"Secret agents in the library, each person has a copy."

The old man grinned with a hint of pride: "You are right. In a few days, this story will spread all over the country. By then, your heroic battle with the Li country cavalry... everyone in the streets and alleys of Dachu will know about it!"

Xie Xuanyi reached out and rubbed his brows.

Show your holiness in front of others.

Others might be interested in this.

But after living a second life, he really didn’t have many ideas… However, this was also necessary for the bookstore to build momentum.

Want to make Prince Jiangning feel "pain".

The fire in Jiangning needs to burn bigger.

"correct."

Seeing that Young Master Xie was not happy, the old man quickly added: "When the secret agents in the library were assigned tasks, they were told that this story was compiled by a man named Tie."

"Your last name is Tie?"

Xie Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, then a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

The only people who could know the battle situation at Qixia Mountain so clearly were those who experienced it.

that day.

The Yuanzhou cavalry surrounded and killed people in Qixia Mountain.

He tried his best to lead away the cavalry and disperse the delegation.

The monks of Fanyin Temple suffered heavy casualties.

Tietong is also missing.

Now that this story has spread, it must be that Tietong escaped alive.

(End of this chapter)