My Cold Sword Master

"No one knows why the Jiang family rebelled, but this rebellion led to one thing. That is, on the day of the rebellion, the entire palace, from the palace guards to the Yanyun garrison, and even the entire six ministries, all cooperated to launch this rebellion."

"After the rebellion was quelled, the empress was furious and investigated the six ministries and the entire Yanyun. This is why I said that there will be turmoil in the Dali Temple in the near future."

"Madam, do you mean that there are people cooperating in the Dali Temple?"

Shangguan Yun frowned. From Pei Shiya's words, he could roughly tell that this rebellion was more of a test than a rebellion.

Combined with what my aunt said before: the Jiang family’s rebellion is true, but it was not Jiang Changtian and his sister, Jiang Qinyun, the mistress of the Jiang family.

This rebellion seemed like an intentional attempt to undermine the empress's control over the six ministries and allow the Huang family to take power.

"Hmm..." Pei Shiya nodded slightly.

"On the day of the rebellion, the two departments responsible for guarding the imperial city, the Ansi and Yebushou, were both transferred away."

"I think that the Dali Temple will launch a large-scale internal purge in the next few days, so I told you to be careful."

"Also, why did I mention this Lanruo Temple? Because when the empress was investigating the six ministries, she found that all those who were plotting rebellion were connected to one place by one organization, but they were all connected by a single line and had no other connection."

"Presumably, this Lanruo Temple should be the new development of the Dali Temple's secret department. The things in Xu Huai's hand and the account books in the Lanruo Temple should be the clues to this internal organization."

Seeing the strange look in the boy's eyes, Pei Shiya's charming face showed a bit of shyness, and she spoke softly and shyly.

"I am, after all, the daughter of the Pei family's mistress and the wife of the Minister of Revenue. I know some of this information that has long been circulated among the major families."

"The reason I told you is, first, because you saved me twice, second, I have a relationship with Jiang Qinyun, the mistress of the Jiang family... third, ah!"

Before the mature woman finished speaking in the second half, the carriage suddenly jolted again. Her already sore body instinctively hugged the young man in front of her.

The originally loose skirt slid down to her slender waist. Two soft and fragrant things, white and fragrant, trembling with milk stains, completely wrapped the boy's face.

"That... Madam..." Shangguan Yun's breathing quickened. This warm and soft beauty in his arms, especially the plump, soft and tender buttocks of this married woman, pressed down on him again.

This caused his restlessness, which had just subsided, to become restless again...

"Hmm..." Pei Shiya's plump, charming and mature body was now completely soft and unable to move.

Her soft and sweet eyes, like water, contained blurred love and shy feelings as she looked at the slightly dishonest handsome boy in front of her, slightly biting her plump and mature lips, her eyes shy and a little resentful.

"Young Master... is bad..."

Now, she had to eat this boy a few more times before she could satisfy her plump body with sweet breasts and big buttocks.

The author says:

Author's words: Actually, you are just lustful.ing

Could it be that... Sese wrote a little too much?

Another question is, does this wife want to rent a family bucket for her grandchildren and three generations to eat together?

The extra story about a married woman going out in a cheongsam that I wrote today was a bit difficult to think about, so I will just lay out the main plot in this chapter. It’s not very well written, so I’m a little sorry.

Let’s hurry up and advance the main plot in the next few chapters.

Chapter 24: What is a Sword Cultivator?

In the bamboo forest on a snowy day, the green bamboos are covered in white, and the snow flakes all over the sky have dyed the Jiange with a white frost.

The elegant and refined swordsman in white, with a snow-white ancient sword slung across his body, watched the child in front of him practicing sword with his icy and clear sword eyes as cold as frost, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Master, sword cultivators, why do you need to practice sword?"

The young child in a white sable fur robe covered his soft white hands that were red from the cold, and looked at the hard and icy Qingfeng with his pretty face, pouting.

"Then, Yun'er, why do you think that sword cultivators are called sword cultivators?"

The cool and fairy-like music is as ethereal as the rippling of a clear icy spring, and as cool and calm as the snow in a bamboo forest.

The child wrinkled his nose, tilted his head to think for a while, and shook his head gently: "Yun'er doesn't know."

"A sword practitioner should have a sword heart and sword essence."

The swordsman in white lightly raised a sword finger as icy and crystal as jade and drew it lightly in front of his body.

In the bamboo forest that was rustling and dancing in the wind and snow, the bamboo leaves all paused, emitting a cold glow, and turned into green swords that fell down on the bamboo sea and snow, moving with the jade fingers of the white-robed sword immortal.

"Those who practice swords can be called sword cultivators. Those who practice swords can also be called sword cultivators. Those who hold swords can also be called sword cultivators. There are only two types of sword cultivators: one with emotions and one without emotions."

The toddler blinked, having a sudden idea.

"Master, is this sword cultivator of the Ruthless Sword Dao a ruthless swordsman? He needs to kill his emotions——"

The swordsman tapped the child's head gently, frowning slightly, "Where did you get this ridiculous theory from? Did that drunkard Tang Xuan teach you this?"

"Well... Yun'er knows her mistake..."

The white-robed swordsman rubbed his forehead and said softly.

"The ruthless sword art, practicing sword with one's body, cultivating sword essence, cultivating sword heart, what one cultivates is the sword."

"The way of the sword is to cultivate the sword with the heart, to train the sword heart, to shape the sword body, and to cultivate the heart."

"In the ruthless way, one only cultivates the essence of the sword, but not the heart of the sword. In the affectionate way, one cultivates the sword as well as the heart."

"In this world of swordsmanship, there are too many ruthless ways, but few compassionate ways."

"The ruthless way is to follow the sword path, and the affectionate way is to follow one's own path. However, it is too difficult to cultivate the sword heart. It is too difficult."

"Does Yun'er want to cultivate the path of compassion or the path of ruthlessness?"

The child rested his chin on his hand and thought for a while before he said seriously, "Yun'er wants to practice the way of the compassionate sword."

"Also, what kind of sword does Master practice?"

The white-robed sword immortal's cold, pure and icy sword eyes looked at the curious eyes of the little child, with a hint of tenderness.

"Didn't Yun'er already know about it?"

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Dali Temple, Villa.

Shangguan Yun, who was sitting cross-legged beside the clear pond and regulating his breathing, slowly opened his pure and spotless black eyes and let out a long breath.

Beside him, the fire in the Fire Crane Alchemy Furnace had gradually gone out, and several elixirs that still had some spiritual essence in them had been emptied.

After returning from Lanruo Temple and handing over Xu Huai's belongings to his aunt, he realized that his sword heart had been enlightened, so he came here to sit cross-legged in meditation.

After refining the elixirs that Aunt Bai brought from Jiange, she managed to refine nearly a hundred Nine-Pattern Spiritual Pills.

"Is this the way of sword with emotions..." The young man raised his fingers and circled nine pure white sword auras. He looked at the nine sword auras circling his fingers and murmured softly.

The ruthless sword art is about practicing the sword.

Whether you rely on external forces or take the wrong path, this sword is still a sword after all, it will never be dull or rusty.

However, this sword is still a sword after all. To the end, one is still a sword cultivator and cannot be considered an immortal.

The way of swordsmanship with compassion is about cultivating the heart.

This sword will become dull, rusty and turbid. The path to cultivating the mind is too difficult, too difficult.

But if the sword's heart is clear, the sword will not rust, become dull, or become turbid. Even if one loses the sword, one can still be called a sword immortal.

This is also why the master asked him to come to Yanyun for training.

For those who cultivate the sword spirit, this mundane world is much more suitable for them than the paradise where one can sit and watch an empty cave.

Today's trip to Lanruo Temple can be considered as a refinement of his swordsmanship.

But the Transformation Realm after the ninth level of the Condensation Realm is not so easy to break through...

The young man sighed and calculated the time. There were still five months left. Although he could be called a genius for cultivating from the second level of Qi Condensation to the ninth level of Qi Condensation in just half a month, it was still far from enough.

The chasm from the Qi Condensation Realm to the Huayun Realm, where the soul turns into a spring, has blocked countless cultivators from ancient times to the present. Each level of realm advancement after the Huayun Realm is even more difficult.

If I want to enter the spiritual transformation in the remaining five months... it is too difficult...

But the good news is that since entering Yanyun, the remaining second page of the Taiyi ancient scroll has had a faint connection with him. Although the connection is weak, it is enough for him to roughly locate the location of the remaining page.

If you have free time, you can also go to Dan Yun Fang to make pills. One is to make some auxiliary elixirs for entering the Hua Yun realm, and the other is to condense the sword essence through alchemy.

Shangguan Yun gently stroked the white fox that was sleeping lazily in his arms, and quietly considered the follow-up plan.

At this moment, the soft ears of the white fox in his arms trembled slightly, and its lazy red eyes slightly opened a line and looked towards the young man.

The young man was stunned and looked up in front of him. A cold and beautiful figure appeared in front of him without him knowing when.

"The trip to Lanruo Temple was tiring."

Su Lishuang was wearing a loose black robe. Her tall, tight, graceful and mature figure was visible in the wind under the loose black robe. Her cold and frosty dark autumn eyes looked at the young man quietly, with a strange look in them.

This young man, who looked handsome, young, quiet and gentle, looked like an aphrodisiac spirit, and an aphrodisiac specifically for women.

She just asked the young man to go to Lanruo Temple to eliminate the lecherous monk and take back the monk Xu Huai's personal belongings.

As a result, the mission was completed and Xu Huai's personal belongings were obtained.

But the young man had only been out of his aunt's sight for less than half a minute when he was eaten by Pei Shiya, the daughter of the mistress of the Pei family and now the wife of the Minister of Revenue Fang Yuan, which caused Su Wanrou to be angry.

The nanmu carriage carved with green bamboo and cloud patterns slowly stopped at the back door of the Dali Temple.

Pei Shiya, the simple and elegant mature woman, let down a pair of beautiful feet wrapped in shiny flesh-colored stockings lazily from behind the opened luxurious door, and escorted the young man out of the carriage with her lusty and lazy look.

It doesn't take much guessing to know that this young man has probably been eaten up.

Although he didn't know why Su Lishuang came to visit him so late at night, the young man still bowed and said, "Greetings, Young Master—"

"Call me aunt." Su Lishuang frowned and Leng Qingqing interrupted.

"Well... okay... Auntie." The young man had no choice but to answer obediently.

"I know you have a lot of questions, you can ask them."

Su Lishuang played with the Xu Huai spiritual ring with her bare hands. Her cold dark eyes quietly watched the fish jumping out of the clear pond from time to time. The splashing white water stirred up ripples of the bright moon in the clear pond.

"Yes." The young man comforted the white fox and nodded gently, "The matter of Lanruo Temple, the guest status, and the identity of the aunt and the Nine Nether Death Frost."

"Jiuyou Dead Frost, my sister doesn't allow me to tell you, so don't ask." Su Lishuang's jade fingers pinched some grains into the pond, attracting the fish in the pond to fight for the food.

"I can tell you my sister's identity." She continued, "But I think my sister has also told you that she is the chief of the Dali Temple and the state teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"However, after being hit by the Nine Nether Death Frost and losing all her cultivation, my sister has been recuperating in the Qingyou Sword Pavilion."

"I came back this time to investigate the Jiang family's affairs."

"As for the matter of Lanruo Temple, it is indeed related to the rebellion of the Jiang family three months ago. This Lanruo Temple, on the surface, is collecting money, but in fact, it uses pilgrims as a cover to contact various places."

"If it can be proven that the Jiang family's rebellion was not committed by Jiang Qinyun and Jiang Changtian, the mistress of the Jiang family, and that this organization secretly planned the rebellion, then the Jiang family's crime of treason can be vindicated."

Su Lishuang took out a fluorescent jade plate from Xu Huai's personal spiritual ring. The word "Yuelan" was engraved on it. It was warm white in color with gold edges.

"The thing in Xu Huai's hand is the token of regular contact between this organization."

"That's just in time. The Flower Viewing Festival will be here in a few days. When the flower viewing festival starts in Yuelan Tower, you, as a guest official, can go and take a look inside Yuelan Tower."

The young man curiously took the jade token. It felt warm in his hand and cool to the touch. It was obviously made of the finest white jade. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is this Yuelan Tower?"

Su Lishuang glanced at him, then concentrated on teasing the fish in the pond and answered coldly.

"A brothel is also called a whorehouse."

"...Aunt, don't joke."

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Author's words: I went to the hospital for a follow-up checkup and came back in the evening, so I will only update once for now.

Because the condition is relatively stable, there is no need to be hospitalized for the time being. Updates will start to be made rapidly in the next two days, so please give some tickets to the author to urge him to update.

Chapter 25: Establishing a Heart for Heaven and Earth, Establishing a Destiny for the People

"I don't have anyone I can trust, and you happen to be here, and you're someone my sister trusts, so it's convenient."

Su Lishuang lowered her eyes and looked at the fish in the pond that jumped up from time to time to fight for food, and said leisurely.

"This Dali Temple is like this clear pond. The water is clear, but the fish in the pond are fighting for a bite of the grains scattered by the noble, and they forget that it is the pond and the countless living things at the bottom of the pond that are actually feeding them."

"After all, when these fish really jump out of this clear pond and into the place they dream of, they will probably find out that they are nothing more than a group of fish waiting to be slaughtered."

Shangguan Yun stroked the white fox, listened quietly, and suddenly asked.

"Um... Auntie, do you actually want to use Yun'er as bait? Go fishing at Yuelan Tower."