Embers of Sword

Chapter 448 Response
The Taoist corpse had been squatting by the stream for an hour.

He didn't dare to look up.

Taoist disciples kept coming and going around, creating breezes, but the posture of the child in Taoist robes beside him never changed. He hugged his knees and stared at the fish in the stream intently. If he guessed correctly, the attention of the child in Taoist robes should be on the smallest red fish. Although the miasma of Qingfu Mountain has been cleared, the fish in this stream may have been affected by the territory and fought fiercely... The red fish, which looked the smallest, kept fighting and was covered with wounds, but it survived miraculously and seemed to have the last laugh.

However, no matter how fierce the fight was, it was just a fight between a few small fishes...

The corpse Taoist really didn't understand what was so good about this.

But since the child in Taoist robes didn't move, he didn't dare to move either.

An hour ago, he came to Qingfu Mountain with great respect, ready to pay a visit to Junshan Zhenren who had reborn into a second life.

Unexpectedly, after meeting, there was no time for politeness, no time for greeting, and even no time to express my endless admiration like the surging Yellow River.

The young children said this when they met.

"Watch the fish with me."

So the corpse Taoist could only squat here and watch the fish.

Damn it!

His mission was to lead the two Qingfu Mountain Supervisors to check out the secret realm of Chunbai Mountain... What was the point of squatting here and watching the fish? And how long would it take to finish the job? The Corpse Taoist had a very high status in the Tiangui Sect, and his words were his. But at this moment, he squatted on the ground, looking like a janitor who had just joined the sect to clean up the garbage.

The corpse Taoist dared to be angry but dared not speak.

To be more precise, he dared not be angry or speak now.

Because the worst beating he had ever received in his life came from the young boy in Taoist robes next to him.

Sixty years ago, Junshan Taoist accidentally passed by southern Xinjiang. A short-sighted cultivator from the Tiangui Sect offended this Taoist master. So Junshan rushed into the Tiangui Sect with a sword, causing the sect's mountain gate to collapse and the sun and moon to dim... Taoist Corpse was just an unknown person at that time, hiding in a cave and trembling. Even so, he was hit by the aftermath of the battle and lay down for a whole year.

He will never forget the scene he saw from several miles away that year.

Master Junshan only struck out with one sword.

One sword!
He killed the strongest "Shen Daoist" of Tiangui Sect at that time! That day, the thunder rolled in the sky and lasted for a long time. The sword intent rushed into the sky and fell within a radius of ten miles. Poor Shen Daoist, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, knew that his disciple was bullied, but he didn't take it seriously and was ready to rely on his strength to force it. Unexpectedly, he kicked the iron plate that he couldn't offend. In the end, because of this blind disciple, he was in trouble and ended up with ashes and smoke. Together with the entire mountain dojo, it was razed to the ground by the sword energy.

"……senior."

The corpse Taoist squatted for a long time and thought for a long time. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and spoke carefully.

He wanted to ask Junshan.

How long will I have to squat? How long will I have to watch?

"Shut up."

As a result, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, they were blocked by such a cold and sharp response.

"..."

The corpse Taoist closed his mouth with a sad face.

But it's too late.

The battle was about to begin, and the red fish, covered with wounds, was preparing for the final showdown with the last black fish. However, the voice of the corpse Taoist fell into the stream, disturbing the tranquility of this small world. Ripples appeared on the surface of the stream for no reason. The two small fish were frightened and gave up confronting each other, swaying their long tails together and flew upstream... This stream came from the "Huxi Cave Heaven" in the Changshengzhai Cave Heaven. Although it was open at the moment, the source of the stream led to the cave heaven. In just three or four breaths, the two small fish, one red and one black, disappeared without a trace.

"???"

Seeing this scene, the corpse Taoist was drenched in cold sweat.

isn't it? !

His expression was stiff and he turned his head little by little, afraid to catch a look of disgust in the other person's eyes.

It’s a pity that my skills are not good enough.

Looking at Junshan is like looking into an abyss, without any sense of joy, anger, sorrow or happiness.

The corpse Taoist waited for a moment in fear.

The young boy in Taoist robes was not angry at all, but just watched the two fishes swim away quietly. If it were before, he would probably be furious and teach the corpse Taoist a lesson. He had been squatting with him for such a long time, but he had to disrupt the situation at the most critical moment. He had no sense and patience, and he deserved to be beaten. But after experiencing the second life of practice, his thoughts changed.

In fact, all he wanted after squatting here till now was nothing more than an ending...

Whether the red fish dies or lives, it is the same ending.

However, the battle ended, and the "red fish" swam back to Huxi Cave Heaven...which was also the end.

Destiny, destiny.

What he cares about is no longer victory or defeat, but fate.

The words of the corpse Taoist were part of this destiny.

Junshan Zhenren retracted his gaze, slowly stood up, and said indifferently: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Senior, I didn't mean it."

The corpse Taoist knew that he had disturbed something good, so he quickly apologized and lowered his attitude to the lowest level. He spoke in an almost flattering voice: "I came here today to take you and Brother Qianlian to check out the secret realm of 'Pure White Mountain'. The supervisors of the other several occupied mountains have already set off and returned... The war is imminent, and we must find out the route."

"..."

Master Junshan slowly raised his head.

His sight happened to meet Qin Qianlian who was resting on a chair in the bamboo building.

"Uncle Master."

Qin Qianlian closed the book, stood up, and said with a smile: "Have you finished reading?"

Everyone in the Taoist community knows that Junshan Zhenren is a weirdo.

Since reincarnating and cultivating his second life, Junshan has been inside the Taoist mountain gate most of the time. He is either staring at the plants in a trance, or sitting on the ground watching ants moving... In the beginning, except for the great Taoist Chongkan, no one knew Junshan's identity as the "reincarnated Taoist". They just thought that there was a new silly boy in the sect who liked to watch flowers, birds, fish and insects.

in fact.

These people's initial thoughts were not wrong.

The "original owner" of Junshan Zhenren's second life was not intelligent and was indeed a little demented. That was why his "consciousness" in this second life awakened so quickly... As Junshan's divine consciousness gradually took control of his body, he discovered that in this second life, he had acquired some habits that he had not had in his previous life.

For example...watching flowers, birds, fish and insects.

However, this is not a bad thing. For a reincarnated real person, cultivation is as simple as breathing and drinking water. Junshan was an impatient person in his previous life. In this life, he unexpectedly discovered that his cultivation speed would be faster in a state of silence and trance. Unexpectedly... watching ants moving like a fool could actually calm his heart and help him comprehend the Dao realm faster.

Qin Qianlian, who was lying on the second floor of the bamboo building one moment, appeared by the stream the next.

What a fast speed...The Corpse Taoist was secretly surprised.

The handsome young man with white hair fluttering in the wind in front of him must be the rebellious second son of the Qin family... It is said that this second son of the Qin family has an excellent talent for Taoism and is known as a rare genius in Changshengzhai. It is almost certain that he will become the head of Changshengzhai in the future. Although the title of head of Changshengzhai is very important, in the eyes of the corpse Taoist, the power of the head of the Qin family is more tempting.

The number one family in Da Chu, guarding the dragon vein of martial arts.

The three major sects naturally heard about the competition between Qin Qianlian and Qin Baihuang for the crown prince. Someone in the Tiangui Sect even opened a betting market, and almost everyone bet on Qin Qianlian to be elected... Even the corpse Taoist was no exception. The two sons of the Qin family did not practice body refining, but Qin Qianlian was a Taoist genius after all, and Qin Baihuang only knew the unconventional techniques of refining weapons and casting formations. Even if he called in more Yin gods to help, what would it matter? Could it be that the Qin family, the number one martial arts family in Dachu, had to rely on refining weapons to keep the situation under control?

"Uncle Master, the supervisors of the other several occupied mountains have indeed set out."

Qin Qianlian glanced at the sky.

He smiled and said, "Even the most remote southwest front, 'Yuangui Mountain', must have been checked out by now..."

"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Junshan Zhenren nodded slightly, but his expression did not change: "Is this a very important matter? Does it require a royal order to respond?"

"That's not necessary."

Qin Qianlian smiled bitterly and said, "The royal family's message is too precious. It consumes a lot of energy to use it once... For such a small matter, at most the neighboring mountains would send someone to deliver a message to inform each other."

"So you just sent Su Hong to report this matter?" said Master Junshan.

While squatting by the stream.

But Junshan Zhenren knew exactly what was happening around him.

He knew that the corpse Taoist was squatting there and trembling all the time.

He also knew that during this hour, the disciples of Qingfu Mountain passed by him ninety-three times and built a total of fifteen talisman formations and two bamboo buildings.

He knows everything.

He even knew that Qin Qianlian was lying on the chair and reading the love story of Chen Jingxuan and Tang Fengshu... This book is a banned book in the Taoist sect, and Chongkan strictly prohibits this book from appearing in the sect. If he guessed correctly, Qin Qianlian hurriedly bought a copy after leaving the Taoist sect. He didn't see how this kid practiced all the way, but he was very fast at reading books. He had just read the latest one.

Qin Qianlian clenched his fist and coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "It was...my private matter..."

"Both of you."

The corpse Taoist explained: "The routes of the other several occupied mountains have indeed been checked. We are the only one missing."

Thanks to the experience of being stationed in southern Xinjiang over the years, the three major sects have carved out special magical treasures specifically for communication in southern Xinjiang.

The Great Chu Dynasty was unwilling to use...

the reason is simple.

There is no vitality in southern Xinjiang. The evil cultivators rely mainly on sucking human blood and treating their own kind as poisonous insects...

The activation of this special spiritual treasure requires blood and energy.

Out of sight is pure.

After all, this trip was carried out in the name of "eliminating demons". This kind of evil magic treasure could be used privately by the three major sects, but the famous family of Da Chu would never get involved.

"Is that so?"

Junshan Zhenren said calmly: "If you just want to check the route to Pure White Mountain, then it is not necessary... You can go back from where you came from."

The corpse Taoist was stunned for a moment.

The terrain in Southern Xinjiang is rugged and filled with miasma, so even cultivators from the three major sects often get lost.

This time we are guiding and exploring the route.

All of this is to facilitate the next attack.

"I came to southern Xinjiang more than 60 years ago."

Junshan Zhenren slowly turned his head and said quietly, "I also attacked the Tiangui Sect. Have you forgotten?"

Cold sweat broke out on the corpse Taoist's forehead again.

He forced a smile: "Of course... of course I remember..."

I almost died! How could I forget!

"On the day the Pure White Mountain Secret Realm was born, a secret report was sent to the Daoist sect." Junshan Zhenren said calmly, "I am familiar with the location of this secret realm... I went there several years ago, and there was nothing there, just a wasteland. Starting from the mountain gate of Taoist Shen of the Tiangui Sect, it is 280 miles to the southeast. Am I wrong?"

"indeed so."

The Taoist corpse smiled bitterly: "It's just that in these years, there have been changes in southern Xinjiang... Senior Junshan, how about we go there? Otherwise, I really can't report to the emperor when I go back..."

Qin Qianlian narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the child in Taoist robe with some hesitation.

This time when he went south to fight the demons, his master, who is also the current abbot of Changshengzhai, warned him earnestly that there are several things he must not do and several things he must keep in mind.

One of the things that I must keep in mind is to listen to Junshan.

Junshan Zhenren, in his previous life, cultivated to the realm of Yangshen, and was the only genius in Taoism who was proficient in the "Shuangzhai" technique.

Every word and action has a reason and cause and effect.

"..."

Master Junshan put his hands behind his back and looked at the Taoist corpse in front of him coldly.

He left the country on a diplomatic mission not long ago.

He suffered a great loss and fell into the hands of Chen Chong, the leader of three states.

However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. After that fall, he turned a disaster into a blessing, and vaguely comprehended a new realm of Tao... This realm of Tao seemed to be related to "fate". During the time when he was imprisoned in the Liguo army camp, Junshan Zhenren thought about leaving with a sword, but two images vaguely emerged in his heart.

One picture showed himself riding a sword out of the military tent...but was suppressed by the pitch-black [Iron Curtain].

In another picture, he does not take any action and eventually waits to be rescued by the Taoist messenger.

Blessing to the soul.

Junshan Zhenren chooses the guidance corresponding to the heart lake realm.

Then the second picture came true.

From that day on, he became obsessed with "trance" practice, comprehending this illusory second realm. When the corpse Taoist came, he also vaguely saw two pictures.

The first picture.

He followed the corpse Taoist to the "Pure White Mountain" and got a glimpse of the scenery of the Pure White Mountain from dozens of miles away. It was a majestic and magnificent grand secret realm, white as snow, sweeping across. However, the heavy snow was full of murderous intent. This picture seemed beautiful and quiet, but in fact it was not peaceful and tranquil.

If you go there, an accident might happen, leading to fatal disaster.

The second realm of Tao has not yet been fully comprehended.

He didn't want to force a breakthrough so quickly and give up this great fortune.

The second picture.

He squatted in front of Tiger Creek and watched the two fish fight each other... Before the visualization appeared, the red fish was the weakest in the entire stream, but under the guidance of the "Tao Realm", the fish survived to the end despite being covered in wounds. Then Junshan Zhenren spent a whole hour to confirm this picture.

Besides.

An "interesting" thing happened in this second picture.

Junshan Zhenren slowly turned his head, looked at Qin Qianlian, and asked softly: "Now, has the royal family's message been responded to?"

Qin Qianlian was stunned.

This is the second time Junshan mentioned the Royal Order...

Why would this thing respond for no reason?
This is only the first day that the many forces of Da Chu have settled in southern Xinjiang, and the war has not yet begun. Is there anything important that requires a communication order?
The idea just occurred to me.

Qin Qianlian's expression became strange. Almost at the moment when Junshan Zhenren opened his mouth, the royal message in his waist bag suddenly vibrated very quickly.

(End of this chapter)