Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 161 Eight Bitter Swords

Seeing how polite and courteous their young master was, Yun Yi and Song Xinci felt as if they were in another world. They wondered how this man became the drunkard swordsman in later generations.
"We hit it off right away, so why be so formal?" Yun Yi suddenly thought it would be interesting to talk to his master as an equal, so he introduced Song Xinci: "This young man is called Wang Shenlai, and he is quite good at painting."

He deliberately did not mention the identity of the young master of Zhujian Villa because he could see that the young Wang Shenlai was extremely resistant to this.

Song Xinci naturally saw at a glance that Yun Yi had evil intentions. She bowed to the young-looking Sword Saint, then leisurely sat on the swing and tried it out gently.

She exclaimed, "It's quite stable."

Yun Yi thought about it again and again and felt that the world in the painting was like a storybook, and how the story developed would not affect the outside world at all.

Thinking of this, he stopped worrying and poured his spiritual power into Raozhirou, transforming it back to its original appearance.

Wang Shenlai was surprised when he saw this and said, "What a unique sword! I think everyone in the villa will be very interested in it."

Everyone in the Sword Casting Villa is obsessed with sword casting and they love to collect sword techniques and various swords from all over the world. Therefore, the Fangyuan Sword and Raozhirou in Yun Yi's hands can be used as a stepping stone.

Yun Yi introduced: "This sword is called Fangyuan, and this one is called Raozhirou. How about I use them to exchange for resources from the sect?"

Wang Shenlai said confidently, "Absolutely no problem. The people in the villa have no resistance to the sword. I will help Brother Yun put in a few good words with the owner of the villa, and I will ensure that you can stay as long as you want."

The young man himself didn't know why, but he had an inexplicable affinity with Yun Yi, and he admired him even more after seeing that he had come from afar to seek medical treatment for his wife.

He saw that Yun Yi was quite doting towards his wife and even gently pushed the swing for her, and thought that the two of them were truly a perfect couple.

Thinking of this, Wang Shenlai suddenly got an inspiration, so he took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to paint. Soon he painted a picture of the scene.

The man smiled warmly, and although the woman's brows were slightly frowned, as if she was feeling unwell, her eyes were full of attachment to the present moment.

The boy was quite satisfied with the work and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Yun Yi rarely saw his "master" painting, so he naturally didn't interrupt. After he finished, he asked, "You're also of marriageable age. Hasn't your family arranged a marriage for you?"

Wang Shenlai blushed and said in a low voice, "My father is obsessed with sword-making and has long since stopped caring about these trivial matters. I'm afraid he doesn't even remember how old I am now."

"The owner of the manor... is actually such a father?"

"Oh, my father is a qualified manor owner, but he is definitely not a qualified husband or father."

The current owner of Zhujian Villa is named Zhu Yong, not Wang. Wang Shenlai took his mother's surname.

This man is obsessed with sword-making. He is one of the best sword-making masters in the world, and an extremely rare peerless master who can combine sword-making with Taoism.

On the day of He Dao, he forged the most satisfying work of his life, the "Eight Bitterness Sword", but the price of forging this sword was quite cruel.

Wang Shenlai originally felt that it was a bit abrupt to talk about that past event with Yun Yi, whom he had only met once, but he was feeling depressed at the moment, and besides, this matter was actually not a secret.

Almost everyone on the mountain knows it.

Wang Shenlai couldn't help but say, "When my father forged the 'Eight Bitterness Sword', he was so absorbed in the sword's power that he became trapped in the Five Yins' blazing state and couldn't escape."

Yun Yi had heard of the Eight Bitterness Sword, but the sword had disappeared in later generations.

As for the "fierceness of the five aggregates," it comes from the eight sufferings: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, reunion with those we hate, and failure to obtain what we desire, and the fiery fierness of the five aggregates.

In Yun Yi's opinion, the blazing five elements are somewhat similar to the inner demons in the Return to Void Realm. Once infected, the body and mind will become unbalanced and the mind will be confused.

He sighed, "The blazing five elements are extremely terrifying for cultivators. The slightest carelessness can ruin the path to immortality."

Wang Shenlai nodded and said, "Yes, so when he was most desperate, my mother chose to sacrifice herself to the sword, firstly to dispel the five elements of the Eight Bitterness Sword, and secondly to restore his mind."

It is not uncommon for swordsmiths to sacrifice their own bodies for swords, but that only happens in rumors. Only when it actually happens to you will you know what it feels like.

Yun Yi had never thought that there was such a past event. "Please accept my condolences."

Wang Shenlai said casually, "After so many years, I've figured it out a long time ago. But after my mother passed away, although my father regained his consciousness, he couldn't bear the pain of losing his wife. He could only devote himself to swordsmithing and became even more silent."

Yun Yi understood immediately after hearing this: "So you are willing to help because you don't want me and my wife to be separated."

"Yes. In my opinion, my sister-in-law is very graceful and elegant, and she is definitely not an ordinary person. Brother Yun has a kind heart and does not seem like a bad person. I really can't bear to see you two part."

The young Wang Shenlai had shaken off his low mood. He put away the scroll and left behind a small order the size of a finger, saying, "It can take you to the Sword Forging Villa. Come over anytime you're ready."

Yun Yi took it and said, "Thank you."

"No need, you and the villa have each got what they need." After Wang Shenlai finished painting, he no longer had any interest in staying here.

The young man came in a mysterious way and left in a free and easy manner, disappearing outside the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Only Yun Yi and Song Xinci were left here. Song Xinci, who had remained silent, finally spoke up, "No wonder the master wanted me to have a strange disease. It turned out that he wanted to use it as a prelude for you to enter the Sword Casting Villa."

Yun Yi gently pushed his wife and said with a heavy heart, "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling in my heart."

"Young man, you look like a painter. If he hadn't experienced a drastic change, there's no way he could have become the Sword Saint King Shenlai."

"exactly."

The two of them thought of the same thing, and Yun Yi asked, "How much do you know about the Sword Forging Villa?"

Song Xinci shook her head and said, "Very little. I only know that this villa has a mysterious origin. A miraculous person was born there and ascended to heaven with his entire family. Then, he suddenly disappeared overnight and there has been no news of him since."

Yun Yi said, "Some say the owner of Zhujian Villa had a powerful cultivation base, and therefore took the villa to heaven. Others say the villa was punished by heaven, which is why it was reduced to ashes and nothing was left."

"After all, this happened thousands of years ago, and even now there are so many different versions of the story that it's hard to tell which one is the truth."

"We don't need to rush. We'll be bothering the Sword Forging Villa for a while anyway."

Song Xinci raised her head slightly and looked at Yun Yi, her eyes revealing a teasing expression: "Just for a while?"

Yun Yi smiled and said, "At least three years. Anyway, I must find a way to stay in the village by then."

Although the world in this painting only describes a past event, the characters in it are lifelike, so Yun Yi is becoming more and more interested in it. He wonders whether the peerless treasures of the Sword Casting Villa will also appear one by one in the scroll.

(End of this chapter)