Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 189 The Day Has Come
The warehouse of Wutong Villa was opened, and one hundred bows and two hundred sets of armor, as well as several steel swords, shields, and spears were found.

This is a remarkable achievement.

But for Zhao Yifu, the matter was not over yet. He pointed at the soldiers who were all fast asleep in the barracks and said, "Also, take off their armor... I guess they won't be able to use it next time."

The cats immediately rushed over again, untied the ropes on the armor with their sharp claws, and then dragged sets of armor and weapons to gather in front of Zhao Yifu again.

As for the wealth in the villa, they were not touched and Zhao Yi Fu did not care about them.

He looked at the people lying on the ground sleeping with only thin clothes on, and said, "Cover them with blankets, be careful not to catch a cold."

After a pause, he continued, "Open the door of the villa's treasury, and then we can go."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and collected all the weapons that were stacked together.

He had already taken the largest fortune, and as for the rest...

Zhao Yifu laughed heartily and said to Hui Gu beside him as he left Wutong Villa, "Xiao Hui, guess what they will do when they wake up?"

Hui Gu looked at Zhao Yi Fu with a complicated expression. She said, "I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing."

Zhao Yifu agreed: "I'm not interested anymore."

So they said hello to others and went back to Taiyi Peak.

Seeing this, the Tie Rushans followed suit, but they didn't have much interest in this kind of game.

They returned to their residence, feeling a little bored.

The subsequent story is indeed sad.

That is, the soldiers who woke up from the illusion did not care about the loss of their armor at all. Instead, they started looting after discovering that the door of the treasury was open.

This elite force of soldiers in the entire villa, which was originally well-trained and very reliable, collapsed all of a sudden.

They robbed the silver and fled in all directions. In the end, the princess stood alone in the dilapidated manor in a daze, waiting for the support sent by Liao State.

No one knows what will happen to this princess in the future, but there is no doubt that her life trajectory must have been completely changed.

Zhao Yifu wasn't surprised when he heard the news. He just muttered, "Sure enough, we can't test human nature."

Hui Gu also said, "That day, I seemed to see Mara's laughter."

Zhao Yifu laughed and said, "It's not that exaggerated. This is far worse than what Liao Hu did a hundred years ago when they moved south and occupied the Northern Kingdom. That was the ultimate bliss for Mara."

Hui Gu didn't want to say more about this. She said, "The Fire Dragon Sword has taught me a lot, especially how to cultivate the Pure Yang True Fire."

"During this period of time, I want to try to form a pill. What do you say?"

Zhao Yifu said in surprise, "The winter solstice is only a month away. Isn't it too rushed for you to form a pill now?"

Hui Gu shook her head and said, "I am confident. Besides, if a descendant of the True One Dao doesn't even have the Golden Core cultivation level and comes to participate in the exchange conference, it will look very poor."

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll protect you."

Hui Gu smiled and said, "You can go and have fun with your friends. What good can I do in seclusion here?"

Indeed, there are many people willing to guard the gate for Huigu.

She was in seclusion in this small courtyard, guarded by a group of elders from the Danqing Sect and the Chunyang Sword Sect, so she didn't have to worry about her safety at all.

Zhao Yifu wanted to stay, but just as he was about to say it, he suddenly realized his and Huigu's true identities...

She was just his junior uncle, not really a bed-warming maid, so on what basis could he show his concern?
Zhao Yifu was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, be careful."

And he left.

When Huigu saw him leave, a hint of melancholy appeared in her calm eyes.

But she quickly adjusted her mindset. She knew that it would be dangerous to have such thoughts when a breakthrough was imminent.

……

Uncle Xiaohui was no longer around, so it took Zhao Yifu half an hour to get used to it.

Then he completely mixed in with the guys from the Chivalrous Alliance, and even held a "Gorgeous Competition" in the remaining month.

It’s not about anything else, it’s about who has the more gorgeous magic.

During this process, Zhao Yifu initially took the lead with the 'Lotus Step by Step' developed by him and his apprentice, but later the second generation of the Chivalrous Alliance racked their brains and added various special effects to their spells, making the momentum and scene more and more grand, and the competition became increasingly fierce.

Even the five disciples of the Sword Sect were dragged into this by Zhao Yifu.

He simply told them to make their swords look better, and they were easily persuaded.

As the gorgeous competition progressed, they gradually developed moves such as "Sword Lotus", "Sword Peacock", and "Sword Dragon Dance", which had loud names and gorgeous effects but actually had little lethality.

But they smiled more and more, and even the ordinary-looking senior sister gradually became more beautiful.

Such a change naturally alarmed the Xuanfeng Sect Master. Surprised, he approached Zhao Yifu and asked, "Master Fu Yinzi, how did you do this?"

Zhao Yifu asked in return: "Uncle Master, I would also like to ask about the situation of the five senior brothers."

Sect Master Xuan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "You want to know why they became like this?"

Zhao Yifu nodded.

Sect Master Xuanfeng said, "A hundred years ago, the Pure Yang Sword Sect suffered a great loss of vitality. Because we learned the more powerful sword arts, we neglected to maintain our health, and our lifespans declined significantly. We gradually entered a period of transition."

"They weren't particularly gifted, but in order to inherit the Sword Sect's sword art, they had no choice but to devote themselves to the sword, giving up many of their own joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness..."

Zhao Yifu said, "So, sacrificing oneself to feed the sword?"

Sect Master Xuanfeng said, "That's about right. That's why they were able to comprehend many profound sword secrets beyond their realm. It's just that their hearts have become like the sword..."

Zhao Yifu understood the five disciples' mentality. He nodded and said, "So I just told them that swords are not just killing weapons. I want to make their swords look better."

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Xuan Feng laughed heartily and said, "That's absolutely right. Let's make our swords look even better... This may be the true path forward for the Pure Yang Sword Sect."

The Xuanfeng Sect Master suddenly paced back and forth in the hall, his hands behind his back. He said, "Everyone thinks that my generation of the Sword Sect should be sharp and wield swords to slash the world. That's what sword cultivators should be like."

"Little do people know that the sword is also a ritual object and a cultural artifact. It can have many symbols and expressions, and there is no need to be so narrow-minded about killing."

Zhao Yifu agreed, "That's absolutely right. Master's words are like a warning to the world, a revelation that has suddenly enlightened me."

He used three idioms in a row to express his agreement and excitement.

Unexpectedly, Sect Master Xuanfeng's expression froze. He looked at him and said, "You don't have to be like this. I know this is what you originally thought. If not, I really can't understand why the Grandmaster favors you so much."

"Perhaps the ancestor is using your mouth to enlighten those of us who have lost our way."

Zhao Yifu felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and then said, "By the way, Uncle Master, can I show you how to use the Fire Dragon Sword?"

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Xuan Feng was startled, then shook his head in relief and said, "No need for that. My life span is short, so even if I look at the Fire Dragon Sword, it's meaningless. I'm not like your Sect Master who can comprehend the mysteries of True Yang and ascend to heaven at any time."

Zhao Yifu was surprised. He didn't expect that Sect Master Xuanfeng could see through Sect Master Qiu Yuzi's cultivation level.

However, since this was a matter between the elders, he did not ask, but simply said, "Uncle Master, what are your plans after your death?"

Sect Master Xuan Feng said angrily, "If he's dead, then he's dead. It's all over. What else can we do?"

"If I have any plans, it's that I hope you can help those clueless people."

Zhao Yifu quickly said, "No, uncle, even if the life span is over, there is still the life span in the underworld."

"For us Chunyang disciples, how can death be the end of everything?"

"Before reincarnation, you can do some things to accumulate merit and luck so that you can be reborn into a good one in your next life."

As he spoke, an idea suddenly occurred to him: "Actually, I could try to communicate with the underworld and see if I could ask my uncle to return to the Pure Yang Sword Sect after his reincarnation and personally revive it."

Sect Master Xuan Feng was stunned. He said, "Is this possible?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Of course." He pointed to the land outside the mountain and said, "After enjoying the incense of the family, the ancestral spirits of mortals can reincarnate and return home. Why not?"

"Uncle Master, before that, please try to accumulate more merits and virtues. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you could possess astonishing talent in your next life?"

Then he paused.

He muttered again, "No, I'm not familiar with Meng Po. Uncle, please wait a little longer and allow me to try to establish a good relationship with Meng Po. That way, you can drink less Meng Po soup before reincarnation. Maybe you can awaken the memories of this life in your next life."

Sect Leader Xuanfeng stared at Zhao Yifu blankly, feeling very strange.

This feeling is very complicated and hard to describe.

But one thing is certain, the Chunyang Sect may flourish in Zhao Yifu's hands!

He hesitated and said, "Then according to what you said, after my life on earth ends, how should I arrange my life on earth?"

Zhao Yifu said, "It depends on whether Master wants to be in the underworld or in the mortal realm. I don't have strong connections in the underworld yet, but I can still handle being a ghost messenger. Promotion for a ghost messenger depends entirely on hunting down evil spirits and extraditing dead souls. With Master's abilities, he should be able to get promoted quickly."

Sect Master Xuan Feng asked again: "What about the living world?"

He didn't seem too keen on being a clerk in the underworld.

Indeed, how could people who are used to the world of the living consider a job in the underworld?

Zhao Yifu said, "In the mortal realm, I can manipulate my uncle to become the land god who protects the prosperity of an area, or the city god who protects a city. However, it is difficult to manipulate the mountain god who commands all the spirits in the mountains. I cannot borrow the power of humanity for this."

"But uncle, you don't have to worry. At worst, I can consult the ancestor. I believe the ancestor is still willing to arrange a good future for his disciples in the lower world."

Sect Master Xuan Feng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but say, "Is it not good to trouble the ancestor with such a small matter?"

Zhao Yifu said, "What's wrong with that? We've been working hard in the lower realm to pass on His teachings. He can't just sit there and watch, right? He has to show some appreciation."

Sect Master Xuanfeng couldn't help but say, "But the ancestor taught me the wonderful method, shouldn't we be grateful?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Yes, we should be grateful too, so we should give and take. If you don't ask the master for more, how can he remember the efforts of my uncle?"

As he spoke, he looked around, took out a handful of incense and said, "Come on, Uncle Master, take these."

"I believe you have your own way of honoring the ancestor. When you have time, light a stick of incense for him and complain to him. He will definitely remember your kindness."

A handful of incense was forced into Sect Leader Xuan Feng's hands, and his face flushed, clearly not being able to accept this.

Zhao Yifu said, "Think about it from another angle. Isn't Uncle Master praying for the Grandmaster's mercy for the inheritance of the Pure Yang Sword Sect?"

When Sect Master Xuan Feng heard this, he immediately felt much better.

If he were asked to constantly bother the master for his own affairs, he really couldn't do it.

But if it’s for the sect, that’s another story.

Beside him, old man Cangqiu shook his head helplessly. He knew that another person had been led astray by this kid Zhao Yifu.

However, Xuanfeng Sect Master obviously hadn't made up his mind yet. He said, "Let me think about it."

Having said that, he still accepted the incense given by Zhao Yifu.

Perhaps he was planning to pray to the ancestor first.

There are still ten days until the winter solstice.

Three days later, the Xuanfeng Sect Master suddenly found Zhao Yifu and said excitedly, "Jun Xin, the Grandmaster has responded to me!"

Zhao Yifu was surprised.

The other party directly called him "Jun Xin" by his courtesy name, which showed that Sect Master Xuan Feng already regarded him as his own nephew.

He asked, "What did the Grandmaster say?"

I'm really curious, because I've been having so much fun with the people from the Chivalrous Alliance recently that I forgot to go to the founder to help pass on a message.

Unexpectedly, the Xuanfeng Sect Master said, "The ancestor told me not to pay attention to your arrangements and just go and die."

Zhao Yifu was surprised for a moment, then said with delight: "It seems that the Grandmaster is going to personally arrange the affairs of Master Uncle after his death. This is great!"

Sect Master Xuan Feng felt particularly relieved. He said, "This way, I can leave the Yang World without worrying about the affairs of the Pure Yang Sword Sect."

Although Zhao Yifu felt that the master's words seemed a bit offensive to him, it was finally a better result, and he felt at ease about it.

At this time, Sect Master Xuanfeng said, "But it's already this late, and we can't keep mixing in with the guests in this unclear way. After all, Changshou Sect didn't really behave disrespectfully towards our Chunyang Sword Sect back then."

It seemed that he had received a response from the ancestor, and the leader of the Xuanfeng Sect immediately took the overall situation into consideration.

Zhao Yifu nodded in understanding and said, "Master, just go ahead. It has nothing to do with Danqing Sect."

The Chunyang Sword Sect and the Danqing Sect are different. The Danqing Sect has really been treated coldly, so they will not stand out on their own initiative.

Sect Master Xuanfeng nodded and said, "I will tell Junior Brother Qiu Yuzi about this. Bye."

Zhao Yifu just nodded and said nothing more.

Afterwards, the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect quietly left Taiyi Peak and arrived in a dazzling display of sword light. The scene made everyone crane their necks in amazement. The disciples of the Wanshou Sect naturally greeted them and respectfully led them into the mountain gate.

Everyone in the Chivalrous Alliance laughed when they saw this, because they saw familiar colors in those brilliant sword lights.

But they were all second-generation children who were not welcomed, so they just laughed it off.

To be honest, they all feel more of a sense of belonging to the Chivalrous Alliance, a loose group that was originally formed for fun, because they know that there is at least one leader in the Chivalrous Alliance who is willing to work hard for them.

Another three days passed and Huigu finally came out of seclusion.

She looked a little dazed when she came out.

Zhao Yifu stepped forward and asked with concern, "How is it?"

Hui Gu glanced at Zhao Yifu, bit her lip and said, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and finally achieved the Golden Elixir... I am worthy of the title of the successor of the True Dao."

Zhao Yifu nodded calmly and said, "That's good. The golden elixir isn't difficult to make, but the inner demon's invasion is more troublesome. I was worried about it before..."

Hui Gu suddenly said, "It's okay. Now I have the strength to protect myself, so I can officially come to your house."

Zhao Yi Fu suddenly realized that Hui Gu, who had successfully formed the elixir, did not want to stay in the Danqing Sect as a maid anymore.

He was a little melancholy, but finally revealed a look of joy: "This is only natural, Master Hui."

Hui Gu was stunned for a moment, then responded softly: "Hmm."

The next day, a stunningly beautiful and graceful nun arrived at Taiyi Peak with grace and elegance, and shouted in a loud voice, "Pure Yang Zhenyi Dao, here we come!"

Then the middle door of Wanshou Gate opened wide, welcoming the incredibly bright and beautiful nun into the gate.

At this point, the winter solstice is only one day away.

Among the three meridians and seven sects of Chunyang, only Danqing Sect has not arrived... at least that's the case for the organizer, Wanshou Sect.

The next day was the winter solstice.

When all the wise men had arrived, the Wanshou Sect's leader, Ji Weng, showed his aged figure before the spectators, and then they all went together to the 'Litiantai' halfway up the Taiyi Peak.

This is a three-lineage exchange conference, which will begin with the three lineages jointly offering sacrifices to their ancestors in heaven.

The guests will also witness this part.

But everyone discovered that among the three veins and seven sects, the Wenmai Danqing Sect was clearly missing.

Could it be that this is said to be three meridians and seven gates but is actually two meridians and six gates?
Of course, everyone thought that the Danqing Sect was just showing off. After all, everyone thought it was understandable that scholars loved to show off and like to be the last one to appear.

If the time for ancestor worship has not arrived yet... then it will be a huge joke in front of all the cultivators in the world.

(End of this chapter)