I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 24: I’m not afraid of my child’s temper, I’m afraid of my child starting a business
The ultimate warrior.

When Bai Xuan heard this adjective, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

There is no true cultivation in this world anymore, only true martial arts.

Therefore, Wufu was the only practice system during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Because of this, Bai Xuan was somewhat unsure about Zhenwu's new cultivation system.

He asked, "Can you tell me about the Zhenwu path?"

Ning Jianshuang blinked: "Didn't father tell you?"

"The shopkeeper always told me to lay a solid foundation and refused to tell me too much, saying that we would talk about it after we entered the country. However..." Bai Xuan shrugged and said, "He still refused to tell me the specific steps to enter the country."

I had learned some information from Huangfu Qinhu before, but he didn't say too much or in detail. It was obvious that he was still holding back.

"Hmm..." Ning Jianshuang seemed to be lost in thought. "Father is right. Your foundation is very solid. It would be a shame to rush into the realm. The way of Zhenwu emphasizes the accumulation of knowledge and the gradual release of energy. If Father's goal is to train you to be one of the top ten in the world, then you must take this path step by step, no matter which realm you are in. Only in this way can you reach the Ninth Heaven."

"So..." Bai Xuan's eyes were subtle: "You want to be a riddle man too?"

"If we just want to talk about the origins of Zhenwu, then that's fine." Ning Jianshuang thought for a moment, then composed her words and said, "The word 'Zhenwu' originated from the Xuanwu Sect, which has been passed down for over a thousand years. Now, within the Southern Dynasty, it can be said to be the ancestral home of martial arts."

When Bai Xuan heard the words "Xuanwu Sect", he subconsciously blurted out: "Six Paths and Seven Sects?"

"Yes, the Six Paths and Seven Sects have existed since the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Xuanwu Sect was one of the original Six Paths and Seven Sects."

"But hasn't the Xuanwu Sect already had its mountain chopped down by the Second...Qingyuan Zhenjun?"

There are many frictions among the six paths and seven sects.

But this is the first time that someone is so brave even though he is tired.

It wasn't just the mountain gate that was split, but the entire mountain was cracked.

What the Six Paths and Seven Sects focus on is inheritance. Wherever the mountain is, there is inheritance. It can be said that a mountain-splitting axe directly destroyed the Xuanwu Sect's thousand-year inheritance.

Bai Xuan was also watching the excitement nearby at the time and was quite impressed.

He thought that after that axe strike, the Xuanwu Sect would definitely decline, but he didn't expect that it would actually flourish?
Ning Jianshuang continued, "It is true that True Lord Qingyuan slashed the Xuanwu Sect. Because of this, there is a huge conflict between the Xuanwu Sect and the Baimei Sect, which worships True Lord Qingyuan as its ancestor. Even after five hundred years, friction between the two sides continues."

"Let's talk about the Xuanwu Sect... Although the Taoist sacred mountain was split apart, the Xuanwu Sect later found a new mountain. That mountain is called Taihe Mountain, a volcanic mountain. The Xuanwu God is the water god, and only water can conquer fire. This mountain means "only those who are not Zhenwu are worthy of it," so it was renamed Wudang Mountain."

"Nowadays, when people talk about the Xuanwu Sect, they often mention the 'ancestral home of martial arts' or the 'Wudang Sect'."

"The title of Six Paths and Seven Sects is much less common... However, most of the world's famous martial arts sects actually still have their roots in the Six Paths and Seven Sects."

Bai Xuan nodded and asked, "Is the Wudang Sect doing well now?"

"Very glorious." Ning Jianshuang said: "The current head of the Wudang Sect is over a hundred years old, but he is one of the top ten masters in the world. In terms of martial arts evaluation, the old master ranks in the top three."

"At the age of thirty, he left the mountains to roam the martial arts world. Single-handedly, he completely annihilated the Valley of Evil, which had occupied the martial arts world for over a hundred and thirty years. For the next sixty years, he swept through the martial arts world of both the Northern and Southern Dynasties, sweeping away the masters of both the black and white sects. All those with a bad reputation were terrified and fled... He achieved fame at thirty, returned to the mountains at ninety, and remained unbeatable for sixty years. He was also kind and possessed both martial virtues, never bullying the weak. If a rising star from the martial arts world came to visit him, the old master would give him some guidance and would never undermine their foundation. Anyone who could even fight him would become famous."

"When my grandfather was alive, he once went to Wudang Mountain and told his family: I am not as good as the old man in killing people; I am not as good as the old man in martial arts."

Jiang Shenlong, who passed away thirty years ago, was also a great hero of the martial arts world and a peerless master ranked among the top ten in the world. He said this, which shows how highly he thinks of the old master, almost to the point of being impressed.

Ning Jianshuang sighed softly, "Grandfather also hoped that the next generation would be able to go up the mountain to see the old master on his behalf. Unfortunately, with the current status of Juyi Pavilion, we simply don't have the face to go to Wudang Sect."

Seeing that the young lady was not in high spirits, Bai Xuan changed the subject: "Tell me more about the powerful sword sects."

"Sword...are you planning to learn sword in the future?" Ning Jianshuang asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to follow the path of swordsmanship?"

"Can't you?"

"It's not that I can't, but..." Ning Jianshuang frowned slightly, as if worried that telling the truth would hurt the boy's sensitive self-esteem.

"You can say whatever you want."

"My father was also stubborn and chose the sword as his weapon." Ning Jianshuang said, turning his head to look at the famous sword 'Jiang Chengzi' hanging on the wall of the carriage. "But, in fact, the martial arts inherited from my grandfather Jiang Shenlong... are not swordsmanship."

"Hmm?" Bai Xuan heard a puzzled "ah" sound in his heart, just like a white cat?

"It's strange, isn't it? I'm also surprised, but this is the truth." Ning Jianshuang pursed her lips and said awkwardly, "My grandfather passed down the sword technique... Now that you are the young master of the Jiang family, you should learn the sword technique. You can't abandon the family martial arts and learn the sword like your father, right?"

Bai Xuan: “…”

He was very puzzled: "But didn't the shopkeeper also become the leader of Juyi Pavilion by relying on his swordsmanship?"

"That's different." Ning Jianshuang sighed softly as she spoke of the ever-changing world. "Father started practicing martial arts when he was young. Grandfather was still alive at the time, and Juyi Pavilion was at its peak. Furthermore, my father had an older brother, who was also my uncle. Originally, Juyi Pavilion was supposed to be inherited by this uncle...Father was a wandering knight in the martial arts world when he was young. He planned to build his own business and chose the sword...Grandfather supported this, but then he passed away, and my uncle died early, so my father had to return to take over Juyi Pavilion. But by then, his sword skills had reached a high level and he had made a name for himself, so naturally, he didn't want to re-train the family swordsmanship."

"You are now the young master of the Jiang family, but Juyi Pavilion doesn't have much time for you to study swordsmanship. No matter how talented you are, you still need a master to guide you, right?"

"Father wasn't stubborn enough to practice swordsmanship on his own back then. He also learned from a master before he could master the art... But if he had learned from a master elsewhere, the same problem would have arisen. You're only eighteen years old now, so you don't have enough time. The Juyi Pavilion isn't what it used to be, so we can't provide you with the same resources."

There was no coercion in the eldest lady's tone, and she seemed to be analyzing the pros and cons calmly and rationally.

"If you choose swordsmanship, someone from the Jiang family will teach you the family martial arts, and you won't have to worry about entering the country... And you won't have to search as hard as your father did, even having to risk his life to obtain the Sword Immortal's remains, just for a chance."

"Because my grandfather has entered the Heavenly Realm, I just need to retrace his steps. It will be much easier than searching on my own."

Bai Xuan listened patiently and said, "What you said makes sense, but I have already obtained the Sword Immortal inheritance, and you are also aware of this."

Ning Jianshuang's gaze fell on Bai Xuan's white hair: "I know that, but the Sword Immortal's inheritance... may not be trustworthy, and may not be stronger than my Jiang family's inheritance."

She bit her lower lip slightly.

Seeing this, Bai Xuan could roughly analyze Ning Jianshuang's emotions.

She did not like the Sword Immortal's remains, and even felt hatred for them. Even though it was a huge fortune, she was not blinded by it.

After all, in a sense, this thing was the culprit that led to the destruction of her family and the death of her father.

Moreover, in her opinion, although Bai Xuan killed a master, the price was very high... She had no idea whether this thing was credible.

Bai Xuan felt that whatever he said at this moment might be opposed by her. Although she appeared calm, she was actually a bit emotional... Perhaps, in her eyes, Bai Xuan's choice of kendo was like walking on a tightrope across a cliff, and if he slipped, he would be crushed to pieces; while choosing the family swordsmanship, even if his achievements would not be too high in the end, at least he would not fall to his death.

My sister didn't let me start my own business and asked me to work as a senior executive in her own factory.

I am not afraid of the second generation of rich people just living a life of idleness and waiting for death, but I am afraid of them working hard to start their own business.

Damn it, she actually wants me to be a gigolo! I'm a peerless swordsman, how can I live off her?!

I have already decided to find a rich woman to live off in the modern world. If I continue to live off her in the real cultivation world after traveling through time, then my travels through time would be in vain!

Bai Xuan didn't really want to eat this delicious and soft meal, so he resorted to procrastination: "Ms. Ning, let me think about it."

Ning Jianshuang saw that Bai Xuan didn't insist, so she felt that she couldn't rush into it. She decided to go back and train her slowly over time... But she still emphasized, "Don't call me Miss, call me Sister."

Bai Xuan nimbly changed the subject: "When the shopkeeper was learning his craft from a master, who was his master and what was his lineage?"

"Well... I don't want you to learn sword because there are too many amazing swordsmen in this world. There are three sword sanctuaries alone." Ning Jianshuang's name clearly contains the word "sword", but she is not interested in the word "sword" at all.

"My father joined a sect called Xishu Jianlin, located in Shu. He was an outer disciple of an elder, but after only three years of training, he was sent out of Jianlin… The sect is small, with fewer than ten true disciples. The seven disciples of Jianlin are all Grand Masters, and all of them are high-level Grand Masters. Their names are engraved on a monument outside Yumen Pass, and their reputation is known throughout the world."

"Speaking of which... Huangfu Qinhu was once a registered disciple of the Western Shu Sword Forest, and his master was one of the Seven Sons of the Sword Forest."

Bai Xuan thought for a moment and replied, "I'm not so vindictive as to destroy the other party's sect. It's enough to just kill the main culprit."

"Pfft, cough cough cough..."

Luoluo choked while drinking water. She thought that the young lady mentioned this to tell Bai Xuan that it might not be possible for him to become a disciple of Xishu Jianlin.

Why is this person thinking about clearing out the roots?
Ning Jianshuang calmed down and continued, "Northern Zhou also has a sacred place for swordsmanship called Longyuan Sword Pond... Sword masters have emerged in an endless stream. Most of the swordsmen from this sect serve as bodyguards or assassins hired by various political figures in Northern Zhou. Before the political situation in Northern Zhou stabilized, fellow disciples would draw their swords against each other. This method of raising Gu has also produced many top swordsmen. The world's number one assassin is from Longyuan Sword Pond."

"An assassin, not a swordsman?"

"It's an assassin."

A good swordsman turned into an assassin, a very promising profession... quite a creative idea.

Bai Xuan chatted and asked again: "Where is the last holy place of swordsmanship?"

"Penglai Sword Pavilion." Ning Jianshuang said the name solemnly.

Bai Xuan waited for a while: "What's next?"

"Penglai Jiange is very mysterious, and people know very little about it," said Ning Jianshuang.

"So little is known about it, yet it's ranked among the three great sacred sword sites?"

“This is generally recognized.”

"Because Penglai Sword Pavilion has the inheritance of the Sword Immortal."

"There is only one disciple in each generation, who is regarded as the direct descendant of the five-hundred-year-old sword immortal Bai Wuming."

"The only direct descendant of Penglai Sword Pavilion today is Qi Wuyi, the number one person below that Heavenly Rank."

Bai Xuan straightened his body, and the young man's upper body stood up.

How many generations of my disciples are these?

The number one person under the heavenly position?
Bai Xuan actually wanted to continue listening to the interesting stories of the martial arts world. Through these, he could roughly judge the changes in the martial arts world over the past five hundred years, as well as how the six paths and seven sects sought change after the collapse of the Heavenly Dao.

As we chatted, it was getting dark.

The driver, who had remained silent all the way, said, "Miss, we're at the inn."

Hearing this, Luluo lifted the curtain and took a look, then said softly, "It's both an inn and a guesthouse."

Ning Jianshuang gathered her sleeves and said, "Let's go first. They are all old, weak, and sick. We can't let them stay outside for a night."

Bai Xuan could see that their vigilance had increased a lot.

For those who travel around the world... unless you live outdoors and have no contact with others, you need to be careful when you go to a new place.

In the 2000s, long-distance drivers all kept some knives on hand for self-defense.

But at this time, Bai Xuan didn't know the real reason why Ning Jianshuang and Luoluo were so alert.

This is because the death of Jiang Baichuan has been spread throughout the world through the Bu Tian Shu.

Therefore, the area of ​​Su County has long been the focus of countless spies.

Because Jiang Baichuan died, the whereabouts of the treasure "The Fourth Riding Wind" became the target of countless people.

Bai Xuan and his group will inevitably be coveted by many forces.

Miss Ning did not do nothing. In fact, during the two days that Bai Xuan was recuperating, Ning Jianshuang had already arranged for a lot of baits to be distributed and also hired some escort agencies to run human escorts in order to confuse the attention of all parties.

But she wasn't sure how long this method could delay the situation.

We are now almost out of Yunzhou.

Although there were no attacks or assassinations, it doesn't mean that no one came.

In theory, tonight is the most dangerous night.

Some people may wonder.

If it's so dangerous, why stay in an inn?
Wouldn't it be better to hide in a deep mountain or forest?

This is because there is no such thing as guarding against thieves for a thousand days.

Whether you are safe along the way depends on whether you can handle it beautifully tonight.

Ning Jianshuang had already made corresponding plans and arrangements.

The Fire Cloud carriage slowly drove into the inn.

There was a sound of barking dogs in the inn.

The stars and the moon rise into the sky, and night falls. This night will be long.

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(End of this chapter)