The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Sikong Changfeng made a sarcastic remark, and Zhao Yuzhen cupped her hands in greeting and smiled, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Sikong. However, Hanyi and I are really not very good at dealing with these things."

Sikong Changfeng didn't mean anything by it; he was just making a casual remark. Upon hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "It's all a small matter. Besides, this is my second senior brother and Daoist brother's life-long marriage. How could Changfeng dare to be negligent?"

As he spoke, Sikong Changfeng pointed to the invitation in Li Hanyi's hand and said with a smile, "This was sent by the Lei family of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall."

This year's Heroes' Banquet was hosted by the Lei family.

This one was meant to be sent to Qingcheng Mountain, but I stopped it.

I know that they actually wanted to invite Brother Zhou. Lei Yunhe also wrote me a letter in private, which made it very clear.

So I came here to ask what you think.

From now on, logically speaking, even if my second senior brother were to depart, he should represent Qingcheng.

Li Hanyi rolled her eyes at him after hearing this, but did not refute him.

As the saying goes, "A woman should follow her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog."

If she gets married, she will naturally be considered a person of Qingcheng Mountain.

She placed the invitation in front of Zhao Yuzhen, stared at him, and asked, "What do you think? Shall we go? To be honest, those people weren't really after us; most of them were after Senior Brother Zhou's reputation as the Immortal of Freedom."

These words, however, refer to those who come to the Hundred Flowers Festival to give gifts.

Zhao Yuzhen nodded in agreement: "That's right, since Senior Brother erected the Enlightenment Stele, those people should naturally be grateful for this favor."

As for the Lei family, they should be visited, both for public and private reasons.

As he said this, he stared into Li Hanyi's eyes and said seriously, "I know about Lei Hong's matter, you don't need to worry about me."

Lei Wujie's visit to Snow Moon City was not without this intention.

Some things, in the end, must come to an end.

Don't worry, I won't overthink it, and I'm confident in my abilities.

Li Hanyi chuckled: "You make it sound like I'm the one with a guilty conscience. You'll come with me."

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "Okay, of course we'll go together."

Sikong Changfeng, who was holding a teapot, quietly stepped back.

Can't you two even consider me when you're talking? I'm still here, and all you see is each other?

"Ahem... Well, besides the Lei family's invitation, there's something else."

The White King is coming.

Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi were both taken aback.

He can just come if he wants it, why is he asking us anything?

But Zhao Yuzhen's heart skipped a beat: "Is it here for Xiao Se?"

Sikong Changfeng's expression became slightly more serious, and he nodded: "It's almost certain. The fact that Brother Zhou has accepted a disciple is already common knowledge throughout the land."

Xiao Se's identity is no secret; those who are interested will naturally know who he is.

Although the White King's visit was ostensibly to congratulate the two, his true motive was likely to be targeting Xiao Se.

They were all naturally aware of Xiao Se's true identity.

Xiao Chuhe, the sixth prince of Beili, was once the prized disciple of the Prince of Langya.

They also clearly understood what kind of fate and destiny the name Xiao Chuhe represented.

"Now that Brother Zhou has gone far away and not returned, and you are the head of Qingcheng Sect, Xiao Se should also be a disciple of Qingcheng."

Therefore, fellow Daoist, you should be prepared.

Zhao Yuzhen nodded, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Of course. Since they are disciples of my Qingcheng Sect, I must protect them thoroughly."

If he doesn't want to, no one can take him away.

My senior brother often said, "We at Qingcheng Mountain are just afraid of trouble, but not everyone here is dead."

Li Hanyi frowned slightly and glanced at Sikong Changfeng: "You came here today mainly for this matter?"

Because she knew very well that this junior brother, who was four years older than her, was a close friend of the Prince of Langya.

Even his own mother had a connection with the Prince of Langya.

It could also be said that apart from her, no one else in Snow Moon City cared about anything, and Baili Dongjun never interfered either.

Sikong Changfeng represents the will of Snow Moon City, and therefore Snow Moon City supports Xiao Chuhe, the Prince of Yong'an.

Sikong Changfeng did not deny it and nodded.

"Back then, your mother was also affected by that past event..."

In conclusion, some things will eventually have a result.

The game has begun, and we are all pieces in it. All we can do is try our best to win this game.

Furthermore, nowadays, whether it's Lei Wujie, my daughter, or Tang Lian, they all have deep ties with him, don't they?

Don't forget, Tang Lian is still Tang Lianyue's disciple. I understood his intentions when he placed Tang Lian in Snow Moon City.

He was most likely going to pass on his Xuanwu token to Tang Lian.

Perhaps this is destiny.

Back then, your mother, Tang Lianyue, and Ji Ruofeng swore an oath before the King of Langya.

Our descendants will also protect the heir of the King of Langya.

This is the agreement between the four of us guardians.

Once the agreement is made, no mountain can stand in our way.

Li Hanyi sighed softly: "So, you're going to give your Vermilion Bird Token to Qianluo?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled wryly: "In fact, I have tried to give her the token, but this girl said that young people have their own world."

She only wants to protect the people she is willing to protect, not because of a broken token.

What I mean by saying this today is that I think Qianlu might be right.

We should also give them a choice.

Young people should indeed have their own world.

On the way to Snow Moon Castle, Kenshinzuka saw two figures riding at breakneck speed.

The two people were a man and a woman, one tall and one short.

It was Minghou and Yueji who went to Jianxin Tomb on the day Zhou Huanzhen ordered them to do so.

However, both of them were wearing blue Taoist robes at this moment, which looked rather tight because Minghou was too strong, making it quite comical.

As for Tsukihime, her dress was slightly too large, obscuring her beautiful figure.

"I wonder if the gentleman is still in Snowmoon City, and whether we can make it in time."

Tsukihime sighed.

Minghou shook his head: "It's alright, our main task is to bring the sword."

Upon hearing this, Yueji touched the brocade box on her back and smiled, "That's true. Given your personality, you probably won't stay in one place for long."

I never expected that Lei Wujie, that little brat in red, would actually be the grandson of the world's number one swordsmith.

Speaking of which, these three disciples of the master are all quite distinguished.

Chapter 95 The Joy of Unintentionality

The mountain path, the dense forest, the pristine forest that has not been cut down, where even the sunlight cannot penetrate the layers of leaves.

Occasionally, sunlight filters through the gaps, casting dappled patterns on the ground.

Several masked men leaned against a big tree, looking rather bored.

Suddenly, a call resembling that of a cuckoo rang out.

The group of people immediately perked up.

The leader, with a scar on his forehead, cursed angrily.

"Damn it, finally a signal!"

If those two traitors, Minghou and Yueji, don't come out of the Sword Heart Tomb soon, I'll be turning to mush.

"Brothers, get your spirits up and get to work!"

On that day, Minghou Yueji obeyed Zhou Huanzhen's order and entered the Sword Heart Tomb, but did not leave in a hurry.

Because at that time, Minghou already showed signs of a breakthrough.

This was also Zhou Zhenhuan's intention.

Zhou Zhenhuan wrote a letter to Li Suwang, the world's number one swordsmith, with the purpose of obtaining the Heart Sword.

Zhou Zhenzhen himself doesn't know how to forge swords, although he is very skilled in swordsmanship.

Haven't you noticed that all the Taoist priests on Mount Qingcheng like to use peach wood swords?

One of its advantages is that it is relatively easy to make.

Moreover, once one's cultivation reaches a certain level, even a wooden sword can kill.

However, it cannot be denied that a powerful weapon can greatly enhance a martial artist's skills.

If someone attacks with a sword and your sword breaks, what's the point of fighting?

This is why there are famous sword manuals in the martial arts world.

I've never heard of a sword in a famous sword manual being broken.

Inside the Kenshin Tomb, there is naturally a sword that is suitable for Lei Wujie.

That is a sword passed down through bloodlines, it is most suitable.

Moreover, Zhou Zhen knew that their trip to the Lei family would present them with a significant challenge.

Therefore, we should make plans in advance and wait for the right time to take the sword out of Kenshinzuka.

Li Suwang would certainly be happy to agree.

Li Suwang's Kenshin Tomb is not particularly lively.

Aside from the question of where to go and what to do, they were lawless and had very few disciples.

With the arrival of Minghou Yueji and Zhou Zhenhuan's letter explaining the reason, Li Suwang naturally had to give her face.

Therefore, the two of them spent the most peaceful time of their lives at Kenshinzuka, and neither of them wanted to leave.

Seeing that Yue Ji had a decent talent for swordsmanship, Li Suwang was pleased and even taught her a set of sword techniques.

However, he never mentioned taking on apprentices.

After all, this girl was Zhou Zhenhuan's disciple. Although she hadn't officially joined his school, it was probably not appropriate for her to become someone else's disciple.

They were having a good time, but those who obeyed the orders of the Crimson King Xiao Yu were in for a terrible time.

Kenshinzuka is protected by a sword formation, making it impossible for them to enter.

But the Red King's order was never revoked, so they could only wait outside for the enemy to come to them.

They can't eat or sleep well, and from time to time, cute little snakes like poisonous snakes appear in these mountains and forests.

After waiting for so long, these people are almost unrecognizable.

And now, they've finally come out.

Everyone felt as if they had been reborn.

On the mountain path, rocks slid down.

With the help of the mountain's terrain, even a small stone falling from such a height could kill a person, let alone a large stone.

The Marquis of the Underworld looked up, and without thinking, the three-foot-long dagger at his waist was instantly drawn from its sheath. With a flash of cold light, the dagger was already back in its sheath.

A three-foot-long knife is not small, but compared to his giant golden sword, it is indeed a small knife.