Chapter 44: The Five Heroes Descend the Mountain

  Yao Guang had mentioned in front of Yu Daiyan and Zhang Sanfeng that she would prepare a prescription for Yu Daiyan. She wasn't speaking nonsense, so after returning to her room that night, she grasped her brush and began thinking about the prescriptions she had memorized when studying under Sun Simiao. If there was one suitable, she could adjust it and use it directly - naturally much better than coming up with a new prescription herself. After all, medicine wasn't like swordsmanship; in this field, she didn't dare boast that she could surpass her predecessors.

  Sun Simiao's medical skills were unparalleled in his time. Although he was most skilled in the field of injury and cold, he was not weak in other areas either. He could be called a "medical sage" because he had a comprehensive mastery of medicine, was good at treating diseases and also good at nourishing the body, and put forward many new ideas.

  Traditional Chinese medicine is a discipline with strong inheritance, to become a medical master, first need someone to point the way, if there is no good teacher to lead into the door, just wandering outside the door may waste countless years. Having a good teacher also requires the apprentice to have good comprehension, be able to endure hardship, and persist in their efforts. Traditional Chinese medicine needs experience, and experience cannot be obtained through any shortcut, only through continuous accumulation, using countless years of drips and drops to accumulate, gathering sand into a tower, accumulating little by little, so people who can be called "famous doctors" are often already in their twilight years.

  Throughout the ages, traditional Chinese medicine has been improving and advancing with the times in such a heritage, inheriting and developing. The old prescriptions have never been abandoned, but have been passed down from generation to generation, studied and adjusted. The classics are able to become classics because of this repeated refinement. Traditional Chinese medicine relies on this foundation, rather than being created casually by a flash of inspiration. Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Cold Damage" and Sun Simiao's "Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold" have had a huge impact on later medical science, their importance is in no way inferior to the status of the "Tao Te Ching" in Taoism.

  After being struck by that heavenly lightning, Yao Guang's memory had improved significantly. This improvement wasn't just reflected in her ability to learn new things quickly, but also in the clarity and detail of her memories from the past. She thought for a moment, and it seemed as if dozens of formulas flashed before her eyes, after which she found the one she was looking for. She couldn't help but smile as she brushed several lines onto the paper with her pen.

  Zhang Cuishan saw this scene.

  The night drew its curtain low, a single lamp in the house cast a dim light like a bean, the candle flame projected the silhouette of a little girl onto the window, and on the frosted glass, a blurry shadow was reflected, vaguely showing that someone inside was writing with a brush.

  The young man who had been quietly guarding outside the Jade Light House due to a few points of worry and curiosity suddenly became somewhat absent-minded.

  What should a five-year-old girl be like?

  Spoiled by parents and siblings, living a carefree life?

  What was I like when I was five years old?

  Zhang Cuishan still remembered that he had just been brought to Wudang Mountain, and this mountain peak, which was now extremely familiar to him, was still very strange. He was still immersed in the pain of losing his family, but fortunately, his master and senior brothers treated him extremely well, allowing him to gradually come out of that depression.

  Now little sister is only five years old, but what is she doing again?

  Worrying about his brother's long absence, staying up all night to prepare medicine for him, and comforting his parents and siblings so that everyone's mood wouldn't be too anxious and sad - these were not things a five-year-old child should have to bear. Children mature early mostly because life is hard; if they had no worries or cares, why would they need to force themselves to grow up prematurely?

  He is not qualified for this senior brother position, if he understood more, it wouldn't be like this...

  The young man who had just passed his coming of age ceremony once again reaffirmed his previous determination and quietly turned around and left.

  When Zhang Cuishan walked out of the hall, he saw a person with his hands behind his back, pacing slowly and heavily. In the dim light, he saw that this person was tall and sturdy, with a solemn gait, and it was undoubtedly Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Cuishan thought to himself, "What a coincidence!" He quickened his pace and called out, "Master!"

  Zhang Sanfeng turned around and beckoned Zhang Cuishan with a wave of his hand, "Cuishan, come take a look at these few words."

  Before his words had fallen, Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his right hand and began writing in the air with one stroke after another.

  Zhang Cuishan followed the direction of his finger and saw that the first character was a "Wu" (martial) character, the second was a "Lin" (forest) character, and all the way down to the twenty-fourth character, which read: "The supreme martial artist, the precious sword that slaughters dragons. Orders the world, no one dares not to obey. If the Heavenly Sword does not come out, who can contend with it?" Yu Daxian had seen the Dragon-Slaying Sword before he was injured, and Zhang Cuishan thought that his master might be pondering the profound meaning contained in these twenty-four characters, wondering why Yu Daxian was injured. What connection did this have to the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, two legendary divine weapons?

  Zhang Sanfeng wrote those twenty-four words over and over, his strokes growing longer and his movements slower, until finally he was writing with bold flourishes, as if performing a boxing routine.

  Zhang Cuishan concentrated his attention, and his heart was both astonished and delighted. The twenty-four characters written by his master were combined together to form a set of extremely brilliant martial arts moves. Each character contained multiple moves, with numerous variations. The "Dragon" and "Feng" characters had many strokes, while the "Knife" and "Down" characters had few strokes. However, the characters with many strokes did not appear complicated, while those with fewer strokes did not seem simple. When condensed, they were solemn and powerful, like a centipede's contraction; when extended, they were steep and majestic, like a rabbit's leap. The movements flowed smoothly and vigorously, strong and robust, yet elegant and agile, like the wind blowing or snow dancing.

  Zhang Cuishan, at the moment of dizziness and mental confusion, immediately concentrated on remembering. These twenty-four words have two "no" characters, two "heaven" characters, but although the two characters are written in the same shape, their meanings are different, their auras are similar but their spirits are not, and the subtlety of the changes is another unique skill.

  The two of them, one writing and the other looking on, spent more than an hour in this manner. When the moon reached its zenith, Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh and brought his right palm down in a straight stroke. The sword's light flashed like a star, swift as an arrow, sudden as thunder, swift as lightning. This was the final stroke of the character "Feng".

  Zhang Sanfeng turned back with his hands behind him and said: "Cuishan, how is this calligraphy?"

  Zhang Cuishan was shocked, and sighed: "The disciples have seen the master's ultimate skill, it's really a feast for the eyes. I'll go call Big Master Brother and the others to come out and admire together, okay?"

  Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, "Yuanqiao and Songxi don't understand calligraphy. Now that my interest is exhausted, even if they came, I wouldn't be able to write anymore. Cuishan, you're not sleeping at midnight, do you have something on your mind?"

  Zhang Cuishan sighed and said, "Third Brother's injury is probably not just a simple matter. The legendary swords 'Yitian Tulong' may also be involved in something else. I think I'll go investigate."

  Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment and nodded.

  "It's good that you have this intention. Be careful with everything, whether there is news or not, don't lose contact."

  Zhang Cuishan obtained his master's consent and felt a great sense of relief, then said: "I'm afraid that if Third Brother finds out, he'll be too worried, I wonder... can we keep it from him for now?"

  Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and said, "If you want to deceive Dai Yan, I'm afraid you'll have to find someone else to discuss it with."

  Zhang Cuishan was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng's expression was somewhat playful, and suddenly understood, smiling: "Master, you are right."

  The two masters and disciples looked at each other with a smile, understanding without saying a word.

  The next day.

  Yao Guang was carrying the prescription to find the medicine when she "happened" to meet Zhang Cuishan, who also got up early.

  "Little sister is up early." Zhang Cuishan smiled as he took over the prescription, "I'll go."

  Yao Guang's gaze wandered back and forth between himself and the cabinet that was twice his height, before he coughed and said, "Then I'll trouble Fifth Master."

  Zhang Cuishan smiled and skillfully picked out the few medicinal materials he could recognize, placing them on the table. He then turned around, pointing at the prescription to ask what this was and where that was.

  Yao Guang nodded, and Zhang Cuishan quickly picked out the medicinal herbs, packaging each one separately. He smiled and said: "I'll need to trouble Little Sister to instruct me on how to process these medicines. If there's anything else, Big Brother will take care of it."

  Yao Guang couldn't help but burst out laughing, intentionally putting on a serious face and clearing her throat, nodding and saying: "Very well, then I'll come and offer some advice to Fifth Brother."

  Zhang Cuishan made a gesture of washing his ears and listening carefully, bending down to spread out the medicine and listen attentively to Yao Guang's instructions on how to decoct it.

  At this time, someone suddenly walked in quickly and called out as soon as they saw the two of them: "Fifth Brother, Little Shifu, so you're here! Are you preparing medicine for Third Brother? If there's anything I can help with, tell me quickly."

  Yao Guang and Zhang Cuishan turned their heads at the same time and bowed to the newcomer.

  "Sixth Brother, you're a step late today. Fifth Brother has already taken the task of decocting medicine, I'm afraid all you can do is wait to serve Third Brother his medicine."

  Yin Litian's face turned red upon hearing this, and she hastily said: "Tomorrow I will definitely get up earlier, Fifth Brother, don't compete with me."

  Zhang Cuishan stood up straight, smiling and replied: "Alright, I was just thinking of troubling Sixth Brother. I want to investigate what happened to Third Brother this time. After careful consideration, I feel that there's something strange about this matter. Whether it's the mosquito needle or the young man with the surname Yin who kindly offered to escort the package, we must get to the bottom of it and repay kindness with kindness."

  If there is kindness, repay it; if there is enmity, naturally one will seek revenge.

  The seven heroes of Wudang have traveled the world, but they have never encountered a matter of life and death like this. If it weren't for luck, the seven heroes of Wudang might have become six. It's still unknown whether someone deliberately designed to make things difficult or if Yu Dairen coincidentally stumbled upon something. Being secretly calculated and suffering such hardships, even if the people of Wudang are kind-hearted and always leave a way out for others, they will not remain silent at this time.

  Zhang Cuishan has a high innate talent and good comprehension, after being carefully guided by Zhang Sanfeng, he made rapid progress, and being agile, going out to investigate these matters is indeed the most suitable person. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Sanfeng did not stop him, but only reminded him a few words.

  Yin Litian was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood. Although she also felt indignant about Yu Daoyan's misfortune this time, she still had some worries and asked: "Did Fifth Brother go alone?"

  Zhang Cuishan smiled and said: "It's just to investigate, not to seek revenge. If a large group of people go out, it would be inappropriate. I've discussed this with my master."

  "Eldest Brother Wu, let's keep in touch."

  Zhang Cuishan was taken aback, looked down and saw the lovely girl looking up with a serious and worried expression, couldn't help but smile and replied: "Little sister, don't worry, brother will take good care of himself, won't let you be anxious again."

  Yao Guang smiled and said, "I hope so too. Let's go, first let's get the medicine ready. Does Third Brother know that Fifth Brother has gone out this time, does Master know?"

  Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but be taken aback once again, and subconsciously took another glance at Yin Liting, only to see his sixth junior brother's slightly puzzled expression.

  He didn't expect that the question wasn't asked by Yin Liting but by his junior sister, and after a moment of stunned silence, he couldn't help but feel that being naturally talented was indeed something to be both admired and feared - not because he was afraid of his junior sister's excellence, but rather, like Zhang Sanfeng, he worried that her exceptional intelligence would make her vulnerable to harm.

  After a few moments, Zhang Cuishan smiled and said: "Third Master is still weak in body at present, so let's not disturb him with these things for the time being. When I find out the clues, I will look for the situation to ask the masters for help. After this matter is investigated clearly and the culprit is found, we will go and tell Third Brother."

  That's to say it should be kept secret for now.

  Jade light heart thought a turn, eyes on Zhang Cuishan and Yin Liting's face swept over, suddenly understood.

  "In other words, I and Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother must be careful not to let slip of the tongue?"

  Zhang Cuishan said to find "Shixiong" for help according to the situation, but did not mention Shidi or Shimao. Considering that they often stay on Wudang Mountain, the answer is self-evident. Several Shixiongs may have left the mountain, but they still need to deceive Yu Dairen first. This difficult problem was directly thrown to those who needed to take care of Yu Dairen on the mountain.

  Author's note: Note: Some of the text in this article is quoted from the original "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", with modifications.

  The original text at this time Zhang Sanfeng first wrote "Mourning Chaos Post", expressing his sorrow, anger and depression. However, up to here Yu Dairen is not untreatable, just need some time, so Zhang Sanfeng didn't have that mood, he just thought of the legend of Yitian Tulong and wrote a few strokes with some feeling.

  As for why it was Zhang Cuishan who went down the mountain to investigate, I think in the original work, Zhang Cuishan also went down the mountain at night. On the one hand, he had a deep relationship with his fellow disciples, and on the other hand, young people are more impulsive by nature. Song Yuanqiao needed to stay on the mountain to handle things, Yu Lianzhou was mature and cautious, Zhang Songxi was meticulous and strategic, but wouldn't be as reckless as Zhang Cuishan. Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were too young and hadn't finished their studies, so it was more suitable for Zhang Cuishan to go this time. On the other hand, having his junior brother take care of things might make Yu Daoyan feel a bit more at ease in his heart. After all, troubling one's seniors is always a source of guilt.

  。

  Thank you for the overwhelming votes, muah muah!

  Hua fourteen threw a landmine Time: 2013-12-22 16:50:29

  Hua fourteen threw a landmine Throw time: 2013-12-22 16:50:11

  Hua fourteen threw a landmine Time: 2013-12-22 16:50:06

  Yu Yutou threw a hand grenade at 20:27:26 on December 21, 2013.

  Cissy threw a grenade Throw time: 2013-12-21 16:23:01