A man stands before the heavens, his sword emerges from the Emei Mountains.

Chapter 115 Dragon and Lion Meet on Ice and Fire Island

"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Sister Ji has just been freed."

Chen Yu's words were like a drop of water falling on a still surface, creating ripples. Yin Liting, who had been acting like a madman, gradually calmed down, and his empty eyes regained focus.

Chen Yu let go and turned over to sit on the ground.

A dazzling golden light shimmered in the clear blue sky at dusk. The sky was deep, with a few wisps of clouds floating by. In Chen Yu's sight, Yin Liting, whose gaze was gradually focusing, looked so old and haggard.

As the endless falling leaves rustled down, Ji Xiaofu's figure swept through the swirling yellow leaves and landed on Buddha's Palm Rock. Her face was pale, like a transparent and fragile piece of porcelain.

"Yin Liuxia".

Yin Liting leaped up, his body bursting with astonishing power. As he pounced, raindrops falling on the withered grass splashed and flew, leaving clear trails in the air.

Yin Liting moved with lightning speed, and his move was completely unexpected. He grabbed Ji Xiaofu's hands and said, "Xiaofu, don't be afraid. I'll protect you from now on."

Ji Xiaofu looked at the strands of white hair peeking out from Yin Liting's thick black hair, and knelt down with a thud. "Sixth Hero Yin, I'm so sorry."

Yin Liting immediately knelt down, saying, "Xiaofu, I will kill Yang Xiao to avenge you. As for my child's name, I will treat him as my own."

"What am I capable of?"

"Xiaofu, promise me."

Ji Xiaofu shook her head desperately.

"I'll take my sister to beg the abbess and my elder brother right away." Yin Liting stood up abruptly. He had been holding Ji Xiaofu's hand, but as he stood up, he pulled Ji Xiaofu to the ground.

"Sister." Yin Liting was about to squat down to help Ji Xiaofu up when Ye started to spin around, and a feeling of dizziness and darkness washed over him. Chen Yu knocked her unconscious, gently helped her up, and laid her down on the ground.

"Please forgive me, Senior Sister," Chen Yu said apologetically.

Ji Xiaofu remained rational, saying, "How could I blame my junior brother?"

"I'll stay with Senior Brother Yin; Senior Sister, you can go back first."

"Thank you for your trouble, junior brother."

"Senior sister, please don't be so polite."

Ji Xiaofu got up and straightened her clothes. Just as she was about to leave, several figures appeared with lightning speed; they were Bei Jinyi, Su Mengqing, and...

Zhao Lingzhu et al.

"The senior sisters will take Senior Sister Ji back first."

Bei Jinyi stepped forward and pulled Ji Xiaofu along. She was kind-hearted and tears welled up in her eyes before she could speak. Su Mengqing came over and gave her a gentle hug. "Let's go, senior sister. With your junior brother here, you can rest assured."

"Hmm." Ji Xiaofu glanced back at Yin Liting, then turned and walked away. The setting sun, like blood, gradually sank, and darkness descended.

The bright moon cast a soft, silvery-gray light, dispelling the boundless darkness.

When Yin Liting woke up, he saw the crackling campfire and wine jars beside him. He wailed and cried, his body trembling. Chen Yu, who had lived two lives, had never seen a man cry so bitterly.

He didn't try to persuade the other person, letting them vent freely.

Intense emotions cannot last long. Yin Liting grabbed the wine jar, tore off the seal, drank, and wept bitterly.

As they drank, one jar of wine was finished, and they reached for another, but Chen Yu grabbed their wrist.

Their eyes met silently. Yin Liting's gaze held intense bitterness, but his voice had regained its composure: "Is Xiaofu alright?"

"Um."

"Thank you for taking care of Xiaofu, Junior Brother Chen." Yin Liting started to cry silently again, but this time there were no tears.

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Chen Yu opened the wine jar, lifted the jar, and drank deeply. He then said, "Senior Sister Ji's child is named Bu Hui. Don't ask where he came from. He will have no regrets in his next life and will have a bright future. Over the years, Senior Sister has entrusted Bu Hui to the care of the family in Luzhou. She was filled with anxiety and didn't know how to face Emei. After Master passed on his mantle to me, Senior Sister fought against the Five Poisons Sect several times, risking her life. Now she understands that she was entrusting her child to someone with her own death. When Master Ji mentioned the marriage in Changchun Valley, Senior Sister finally revealed the truth."

"My poor Xiaofu."

"Fortunately, Master was kind-hearted, and Bu Hui was also clever and quick-witted. A mother's love is strong, and Senior Sister took Bu Hui to Emei."

Yin Liting beat his chest and stamped his feet, "It was my carelessness, Fifth Brother back then—"

Chen Yu did not interrupt him, allowing Yin Liting to remain in his memories.

"When my master celebrated his 100th birthday, my sister came to Wudang Mountain. At that time, she was already deeply wounded, but I regret that I did not realize it."

"So give Senior Sister some time, and Senior Brother Yin also needs some time to calm down and think things through."

"Sixth Brother, I—I have truly wronged you. Please try to forgive and forget. I—I can only repay you in the next life." Ji Xiaofu's words from Wudang Mountain years ago, spanning the years, pierced Yin Liting's heart like a sword.

Below Buddha's Palm Rock, a stream murmurs in the valley, while clouds drift and swirl in the sky.

Yin Liting looked up at the starry sky, and after a long silence filled with pain and regret, he slowly said, "Junior Brother Chen is right."

He resolutely declared, "I will wait for Xiaofu. No, I will definitely come to find Ji Xiao, and when we return to Wudang, I will diligently cultivate my martial arts and take Yang Xiao's head to avenge her."

"Emei will take good care of Senior Sister."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Chen."

"Senior Brother Yin, please don't be so polite."

"I have a letter with writings; please deliver it to Sister Ji Xiaofu."

"it is good."

Chen Yu got up, pulled Yin Liting up, and the two walked towards the courtyard where the persimmons were in full bloom.

It was late autumn, and nearly half of the leaves had fallen.

The crunching sound of breaking dry grass came from under Chen Yu's feet, leaving clear frost marks on the ground where it passed.

"Senior Brother Chen is here."

The Sword Washing Plain was already bustling with activity, as Su Mengqing, Yang An, Tang Zhihu, and others led their junior disciples in practicing martial arts.

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Ji Buhui was also there, practicing standing meditation with the disciples who had recently joined the Emei sect. Because of Song Yuanqiao's ascent of the mountain, the newly joined disciples chose a day to go to the Golden Summit Hall to burn incense and pay homage to Master Fengling and Guo Xiang.

Chen Yu responded gently, addressing each question in turn.

The wind blew through the woods, and the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn. When Chen Yu arrived at Ji Xiaofu's side, she saw a haggard and pale face.

"Junior brother."

"Senior Brother Yin left a letter last night before departing."

Ji Xiaofu paused for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Yu handed Yin Liting's handwritten letter to Ji Xiaofu and comforted her, saying, "In this world, how many things can we do as we please? There is the suffering of birth, old age, sickness, death, being with those we hate, and being separated from those we love. But we only live once, so what can't we resolve? Follow your heart, be neither arrogant nor humble, and when you reach the end of the road, sit and watch the clouds rise."

"Thank you, junior brother."

Chen Yu nodded and turned to leave.

A gust of wind swept across the Sword Washing Plain. Ji Xiaofu walked into the woods, her eyes like frost and dew, gazing silently. She opened the letter and read it word by word, pausing for a long time at the last sentence.

"Be a rock in body, and a reed in mind. The reed is as resilient as silk, and the rock will not move."

Ji Xiaofu slumped against the tree, the turbulent waves of worldly affairs churning within her, large tears rolling down her pale cheeks and settling into the dust.

The night before, Yin Liting left a letter for Chen Yu, then found Song Yuanqiao, informed him, and quietly went down the mountain. Chen Yu handed the letter to Ji Xiaofu and headed towards Ciyun Nunnery.

As the sun rose, the rosy dawn resembled red petals scattered across the sky by the wind, and Chen Yu pushed open the door and entered.

"Master."

"Yu'er is here."

"Yes, Senior Brother Yin went down the mountain last night."

"Master Song already told me this morning, how is Xiaofu?"

"My senior sister is stronger than we expected."

"She has always been strong-willed, so even I didn't realize this had happened. Alas! Yu'er, come and see the Wudang Nine Yang Skill."

"Okay."

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Chen Yu stepped forward, took the Nine Yang Manual from Miejue with both hands, and opened the page.

"The distinction between emptiness and fullness must be clearly discerned. Each place has its own emptiness and fullness, and all places ultimately share this same principle. The vital energy must be vigorous and flowing, while the spirit should be inwardly focused. There should be no flaws, no unevenness, and no breaks in continuity."

This is the true scripture text. Chen Yu looked at it again and saw tiny annotations below.

"Up and down move in unison, the energy originates from the lower back, travels through the legs, reaches the waist, moves from the spine to the shoulders, and then through the fingers, the whole body moves as one."

Chen Yu has now achieved a high level of mastery in Tai Chi. He reads this text and finds it quite in line with the principles of the Eight Methods of Tai Chi. He ponders deeply and realizes that Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi also drew upon the essentials of the Nine Yang Manual.

Chen Yu looked again and saw that each line of the original text had an explanation or reflection below it.

Miejue sighed, "Compared to the Master, my vision is indeed too small. The Master took the Emei Nine Yang Skill to treat Zhang Wuji's cold poison, but he gave the foundation of Wudang martial arts to Emei."

"Master Zhang must have seen through the true meaning of gain and loss, glory and decay, the myriad aspects of human life, and the cycle of the heavens."

"Yu'er is right." Miejue's expression brightened again. "Yu'er is exceptionally talented. I have recently been practicing the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian. The first three stages of this technique cultivate essence, qi, and spirit, which is what Taoists call refining the spirit and returning to emptiness. At your age and with your experience, it is not suitable for you to practice it yet. Once you break through to the seventh stage of blood exchange, you can focus on practicing the Nine Yang Divine Skill."

Chen Yu had no need to say that he had already broken through this realm.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

"Master Song is going down the mountain today to return to Wudang. I will see him off. After Yu'er has memorized the Wudang Nine Yang Skill, she will take Mengqing to Guanzhou."

""

"Um."

After saying this, Miejue left. Chen Yu sat under the old tree in the courtyard and read the book page by page. Half an hour later, he had memorized it all. He put the Wudang Nine Yang Skill back into Miejue's training room and headed straight for the Sword Washing Platform.

As time passed in the middle of the valley, two riders galloped away.

Chen Yu and Su Mengqing spurred their horses and rushed to Guanzhou, hundreds of miles away.

As winter gradually arrives at Mount Emei, thousands of miles away, ships cut through the waves on the turbulent sea.

"Grandma, this island is really strange."

As the large ship gradually approached the island, it saw strangely shaped, jagged peaks, with black ice and white snow covering the high mountains, which was quite unique.

Granny Jin Hua thought to herself, "I hope that God will protect me and that I can find Xie Xun. If I find nothing, I will have to return home. It has been almost two years since I last saw Zhao'er. I wonder how she is now."

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Granny Jin Hua thought this through and said, "A-Li is looking at Bai Gui Shou."

,,"knew."

The ship continued its voyage, and soon after, a small boat was launched. Granny Jin Hua pressed the Bai Gui Shou acupoint, jumped onto the small boat, and rowed ashore alone.

Granny Jinhua arrived on the island and traveled along the way. She saw that the plains were lush and green as far as the eye could see, with towering pines and cypresses, as well as all kinds of strange flowers and trees, which were not found in the Central Plains. Even though she was very knowledgeable, she couldn't help but marvel at it.

"tread----"

A faint, almost inaudible sound of footsteps suddenly rang out from behind Granny Jin Hua. She turned around abruptly, and a burly figure blocked out the falling sunlight. A sword flash like a bolt of lightning swept over her like a surging tide.

Along with the magnified flash of the sword, a savage with a full head of blond hair, loose and flowing over his shoulders, dressed in animal skins, appeared.

Granny Jin Hua's figure danced, like a tangible yet intangible ghost, swirling with a strange and eerie light as she leaped onto a large tree. She looked at the savage, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

roar----

The savage roared like thunder, and with each step he stomped on the ground, his body was propelled by the immense force to the foot of the tree. A flash of light appeared, and the tree snapped in two. Granny Golden Flower floated several feet away, gracefully twirling on the ground.

Her gaze fell on the savage's eyes, and she suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Brother Xie, it's been a long time."

The savage paused, gripping his knife defensively, and slowly spoke, "It's you."

"Brother Xie, don't you remember me?"

"How did Madam Han end up here?"

"It's a long story," Granny Jin Hua sighed. "This whole affair started because of your sworn brother and sister, Dan."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me explain slowly."

"Alright." Xie Xun sheathed his precious sword, took a few steps forward, and sat down on a large rock, resting the long sword on his knees.

Xie Xun was blind for some unknown reason, but he could see every tree and blade of grass on the island as if he were in the same field of vision, and he was extremely vigilant. It was not advisable to rush into taking the Dragon-Slaying Saber. With this thought in mind, Granny Jin Hua walked to the broken wood, looked at the smooth, mirror-like blade, and then shifted her gaze to the precious saber.

"Is this the Dragon-Slaying Saber?" Granny Jin Hua regained her senses, sat down, and said, "Thank you for your condolences, Third Brother."

Xie Xun asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"

"Not long after your sworn brother and sister returned to the Central Plains, the Shaolin, Kongtong, Hua and other sects all came to Wudang to demand your whereabouts. Zhang Cui refused to reveal any information and was forced to commit suicide. Yin Susu followed her husband in death, and their child Zhang Wuji was also poisoned by the palm and his fate is now unknown."

The air on the island seemed to freeze as Granny Jin Hua spoke, and soon after, "Ah ...

His roar swept across all directions. Xie Xun's voice was like thunder, filled with a deep sorrow, and within that sorrow was a thick, bloody killing intent.