The Third Volume: Guizhou. The Fifth Chapter of Wu Xing: Liang Shang Jun Zi Makes a Secret Listening

  The Dong Temple is located in the eastern suburbs of the city, and it's clear that it has been abandoned for a long time. There are no houses around, only grass and tall trees. Before half an hour had passed, from afar, three people saw a patch of light and a dozen or so shadows, which also didn't arouse much attention.

  Lin Meng'er asked: "Seventh Uncle, is it over there?" Mr. Chu Qi nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, it's over there!"

  On the ninth day of the beginning month, he asked: "Seventh Uncle, you are so familiar with the roads in this city's eastern temple hall, how is that?"

  Mr. Chu Qi smiled unnaturally and said, "To be honest, in two days it will be the Double Ninth Festival. On the night of the Double Ninth Festival, I originally had something to do at the East Temple Hall in this city!"

  Lin Meng'er smiled and said, "Oh, so Seventh Uncle has already warmed up, so tonight will be familiar!" This was the first time she used the phrase "warm up", but it was quite practical.

  Mr. Chu Qi smiled and nodded, saying: "My virtuous niece is right, it's exactly like that!" Chu Jiu didn't think much of it afterwards.

  On this road, Mr. Chu Qi intentionally quickened his pace, but saw that the initial and final ones were not slow or fast, following behind him, seeing his breathing was calm and smooth, and he didn't fall behind his own three successful powers, among the young generation of disciples, it's really hard to come by, so he secretly praised him in his heart.

  Na Lin Meng had always thought that her lightness skills were among the best of the disciples, but today she found herself far behind Chu Qi and Chu Jiu, not to mention being even more curious about Chu Jiu, and her heart was greatly moved.

  The most bitter one was the ninth day, he had already exerted his inner strength "Cang Yang Xuan Qing Qi" to the extreme, and barely managed to keep up with his master sister behind Mr. Chu Qi, while seeing Mr. Chu Qi's every step was casual and unrestrained, yet the distance was incredibly large, his long beard fluttering in the wind, extremely elegant.

  On the ninth day, it seems that Master Chu Qi's internal strength is several times stronger than his own. Not even letting Grandmaster and Master Father have a chance, such a high-ranking Jianghu figure, yet his origin is unknown, truly mysterious and unpredictable.

  Three people arrived at the eastern temple outside, and inside the temple there was only a large hall, surrounded by desolation. Inside, many people were making a loud noise. Mr. Chu Qi saw that the hall was in an uproar and knew that the arrangements were not good, and the main characters had not yet arrived. The three of them relied on their high skills and boldness to hide behind the temple, but only stayed for a moment. Mr. Chu Qi immediately led Chuyi and Lin Liang'er to jump up onto the roof, then slid down from the broken roof into the darkness above the large hall's wooden beams.

  On the ninth day, his heart was slightly panicked. When had he ever experienced such a thrilling peek? But seeing Mr. Chu Qi being so calm and composed, he slowly calmed down his emotions as well. One hand still tightly grasped Lin Fei'er's wrist, not letting go, his eyes closely watching the crowd below.

  Lin Meng'er was even more tense, her palms were already sweating profusely, and the excitement on her face was faintly visible. If it weren't for Chujiu holding her wrist, she might have made a sound long ago.

  She is now hiding behind Da Liang, her senior brother's grip on her wrist still hasn't loosened, and she can't help but feel half embarrassed and half delighted. Looking down at the torches lined up below Da Liang, the crowd is in an uproar, and she slowly calms down, watching the commotion in the arena.

  On the ninth day, his body suddenly felt a chill, and he only felt a cold air enveloping him in the ancestral hall. This cold air was not ordinary cold air, and his heart trembled with a strange feeling, as if his neck was filled with cold air, which was seeping into his clothes. This feeling was something he had never experienced before.

  Lin Meng'er also sensed it, thinking to herself: "It's so gloomy and cold, could there be a ghost?" She hastily moved closer to Chu Jiu's side, their bodies and arms touching, sharing body heat, leaning on each other, which made her feel slightly better.

  Lin Meng'er's internal energy was still far inferior to Chu Ji's, and she could still feel the chill. However, suddenly a warm current flowed from Chu Ji's body into hers, spreading throughout her entire body and meridians, dispelling the cold sensation entirely. She felt extremely comfortable and surprised, but only stared at Chu Ji, not daring to speak.

  On the ninth day, he was also surprised to find that this warm current was not driven by his internal energy, but rather emitted from the "Soul Flying and Scattered, Xuan Qing Liu Yang Huan" in his chest. He wondered: "Xuan Qing Liu Yang Huan" is a secret treasure of the Taoist sect, only reflecting on those who cultivate the truth of Xuan Huang, why is it now?

  He couldn't understand, so he lowered his voice and asked Mr. Chu Qi: "Seventh Uncle, why is this ancestral hall so unnaturally cold?"

  Mr. Chu smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "This... isn't urgent, I'll naturally tell you later!" As a senior and powerful person, his internal strength was profound, and he was so calm and collected, how could it be taken to heart?

  The big beam above was already covered with dust, but the three of them didn't care at all. They just looked down at the crowd below and didn't dare to move slightly, fearing that they would fall off dust and reveal their whereabouts.

  Now, there were already over a dozen people in the arena below. Lin Ming'er heard someone say, "I don't know what major event the three Shifu have gathered us here for today?"

  "I've heard that Wu Dang's Fei Sha Dao Zhang is also coming tonight, and tomorrow he'll be meeting with Kun Lun and Ding Cang to discuss the plan to destroy the demons!" someone replied.

  "Is that the Flying Sand Taoist? The one famous for his 'Flying Sand Swordsmanship' in Jianghu? Tonight, I can finally meet him in person. What an honor it is to meet a high-ranking master of Wudang! As soon as someone mentions the name 'Flying Sand Taoist', people start sighing in admiration. Lin Meng'er had also heard of Flying Sand Taoist's great reputation and was excited, while Chu Qiuren remained calm with a serene expression."

  "This afternoon, it seems like something happened in our department too, but I don't know what yet..." someone added.

  And on the ninth day, his eyesight was exceptionally good, because for over a decade in "Worry-Free Cave", now everyone below could see clearly. These people were either Taoist or secularly dressed, but all wore the same style of robe as the one Huang Langzi wore on Mount Diancang, so naturally they were also disciples of the Qingcheng Sect!

  It just so happened that on the ninth day, Lin Meng'er heard that there would be some guests from the Jianghu coming tomorrow, and she was both startled and delighted. She thought to herself that her senior brother and sister were incredibly bold to sneak down the mountain in secret, and having not seen their master and second senior brother for many days, they too had been worried about them.

  On the ninth day, I saw my junior sister again, and her face was also full of surprise, I suppose she had the same feeling too.

  "Bang... Bang..." Several people walked into the ancestral hall, led by a man in a long white robe with white hair and beard, his face stern, his hands clasped behind his back, followed by several disciples.

  The disciples in the field saw him and hurriedly bowed: "Master!" Some also called out "Master Chu" or "Master Shu". At the beginning of the ninth hour, he only felt his left hand being grasped by Mr. Chu Qi, who first wrote on the palm of the ninth hour: "This person is the second-ranked 'Frost Wind Broken Palm' Du Gu Xiong Xin of the Kongtong School's nine elders, everyone be careful!"

  This "Frosty Wind Palm" Du Gu Xiong's notorious name was heard on the ninth day at Diancang Mountain, where Master Shibo said that his internal strength is extremely deep, and a pair of "残风掌" are famous in Jianghu. It seems that after Lie Chi Yan, the leader of the Kongtong Sect, no one's martial arts can compare to his. I didn't expect him to come down the mountain this time as well.

  On the ninth day, I dare not be careless, and I am even more careful to hold my breath, while also writing on my junior sister's palm.

  Lin Meng'er's palms were itching, and she also understood what was written on the ninth day. Although her heart was afraid, thinking that there was a senior brother by her side, she suddenly had a hundred times more courage.

  Only then did Dugu Xuewu say with a lonely and sorrowful tone, "Alright, everything has been cleaned up! Good, Xiaoliu, go outside and send the signal. The Flying Sand Daoist of Wudang and your two Shifu!" A disciple behind him bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Master!" He received his orders and left. That was Dugu Xuewu's eldest disciple, Fu Xiaoliu, also known as "Frosty Wind Broken Palm".

  Occasionally, outside fireworks exploded with a loud "boom", dispersing in the air for a long time without extinguishing. Compared to the signal fire in the guest house, this one was three times larger. Undoubtedly, the signal fire in the guest house was only used by third-rate disciples, and now they were using top-grade ones. Fu Xiao Liu was the eldest disciple of the nine elders of the Cang Tian Sect, so his status was naturally much higher. Chu Jiu sighed inwardly, the signal fire of the Cang Tian Sect was not inferior to the "Tian Hua Fei Shang Shan" of his own Dian Qiang Sect in terms of duration and brightness.

  Before long, a large group of people came in from outside, led by three men. The first one wore a Taoist robe and carried a long sword, with his hair tied back with a black pin. He was slender and small in stature, but unlike the gentle Flowing Clouds Taoist, he had a stern expression and a sharp look on his face. He was none other than Fei Sha Taoist, a high-ranking member of the Wudang Sect. Judging from his age, he seemed to be several years younger than Flowing Clouds Taoist. Behind him followed over ten Wudang disciples.

  Two people stood beside Fei Sha Dao Long, and both Chu Jiu and Lin Ming Er recognized them. They were the current first-generation elder of the Kongtong Sect, "Yin Leng Jian" Heng Bian and "Hong Lian Zhang" Cheng Man, whom they had met on Mount Cangyan that day.

  But today in the afternoon saw Su Yu and Dian Cangshan met Huang Langzi several brothers, Ma Qiang and other disciples were behind them, but Gong Sun Li did not see.

  Gongsun Zhi thought: "It seems that Gongsun Zhi has gone to report directly to his master about the events at Diancang."

  On the ninth day, Mang was busy writing the names "Yinliang Jian" and "Honglian Zhang" on Mr. Chu Qi's palm, but Mr. Chu Qi just nodded slightly, as if he had known all along, his face expressionless.

  At the beginning of the ninth day, Lin Ming'er was quite surprised and worried. The "Yin Cold Sword" and "Red Practice Palm" had suddenly appeared in this small town. When they were on Mount Diancang, Cloud Far Master Brother mentioned that everyone said they would go to Emei, but how did they end up here today? Now that they have arrived, it seems that Master and the other Master Brothers will also arrive soon.

  "Fei Sha Dao brother, you and the Wudang masters have been busy for several days. Do you know where that demonic cult's evil person is?" Dugu Xiongxin, Heng Fan, Cheng Man, and Fei Sha Daozhang were all familiar with each other from before. Now, the four of them sat down together, waiting for the disciples to settle in their respective seats behind their masters, cross-legged on the stone platforms. After they quieted down, Dugu Xiongxin asked first.

  "Dugu Daoxiong doesn't know, but the people of the Demon Sect are very cunning. Once they entered Hubei Province, they kept circling and spinning in circles. Several times, we almost got rid of them!" Feisha Daozhang said after finishing speaking, first taking a sip of tea. It turned out that Fu Xiaoliu had already asked his fellow disciples to serve the tea, and this desolate temple actually had excellent tea water available, showing that the Kongtong Sect's preparations were not lacking.

  Fei Sha Dao Chang continued, "They then kept circling around the Yangtze River, and their understanding of the geographical location was surprisingly more familiar than our local disciples! However, heaven has destined to destroy the demons, and finally, we discovered their trail. Tomorrow morning, according to reliable information, they will go to Baidi City, so we two factions will go to Baidi City together to destroy the demons!"

  Everyone was cheering, Dugu Xiong also took a sip of tea and said, "Some people say they have come for one elder, while others say it's for two great elders. However, the demonic sect is evil and poisonous, whether it's one or two, everyone must be careful!"

  As soon as the words came out, the crowd in the hall responded loudly again, and the disciples also discussed it. It seems that the demonic sect has been prosperous for hundreds of years, and now although it is safely located in the East China Sea, its remaining prestige still makes people's hearts tremble with fear.

  "Not bad, Brother Dugu's words are not in vain. I have already fought with some of them, and this time there is at least one of the top ten elders of the Demon Sect! The martial arts of the Demon Sect only take a biased approach, the moves are vicious, but the power is deep and seems to be refined by the Taoist Supreme Method. All the brothers and sisters of the Kongtong Sect, including you, young master, must be careful not to underestimate them!" Monk Feisha also nodded in agreement.

  The two factions' disciples saw the name of Fei Sha Dao Chang spread throughout China, and his swordsmanship was renowned as one of the most skilled in the world. Yet he emphasized that the demonic sect's people were truly formidable, so they all hastily agreed.

  Fei Sha Dao Long waited for everyone to stop, then turned his head and asked Heng Fen Dao: "Heng Xian Di, last month at Tian Nan Dian Cang's first sect seventh generation big disciple sword granting ceremony, can we proceed smoothly on Mount Dian Cang?"

  He was known as "Cold Sword", and had always been a man of few words. Hong Lian Zhang, on the other hand, was hot-tempered, and thinking about what happened the night before, when his disciples were taught a lesson by a mysterious person, he couldn't help but feel angry. Just as he was about to speak, Huang Lang Zi jumped in and said: "I am Huang Lang Zi, third disciple of Master Xue Tong's Ice Sword, reporting to Flying Sand Shibo. The ceremony for granting the sword that day went smoothly at first, but later on, Bai Zhu Ye, the new leader of the Cloud Gu Five Poisons Sect, came up the mountain to offer congratulations. However, his words were not pleasant, and he ended up fighting with several of our senior disciples, injuring a few before leaving!"

  The "Qinglian Ice Sword" in his mouth is the respectful title of the Qinglian Sect for the horizontal inscription of "Yinleng Sword", which Feisha Dao Ren also knows.

  Huang Langzi was injured twice on Diancang Mountain last month, with the most severe injuries. He had only just recovered a few days ago. His temperament is already narrow-minded and he has extreme resentment in his heart. Now that Fei Sha Dao Ren asked him, he naturally said that the new tenth generation disciple of Diancang Sect's seventh generation was worthless.

  At the beginning of the ninth hour, she couldn't help but secretly smile. Although it was dark, Lin Meng'er's face had already turned angry, and she quickly used a bit more force on her wrist. Lin Meng'er understood and stopped getting angry, calming her mind and listening carefully to what they were saying.

  Fei Sha Dao Chang's thoughts were meticulous, and his own Shixiong Liu Yun Dao Ren had not mentioned anyone making a big disturbance at Dian Cang Sect when he last sent a message back. It can be seen that even if it was true, it was just a small matter.

  However, he heard that someone from the Five Poisons Sect actually dared to use the Bed of Cyan on a sunny day, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried!

  He saw that the faces of all the disciples of the Kuangong Sect had slight scars, and Huang Langzi's face was pale yellow, as if he had just recovered from an internal injury. It was guessed that they must have suffered a great loss on Mount Diancang, so they had some resentment towards Diancang.

  He also remembered that both Lian Zhangmen's senior brother and Liu Yun's senior brother had praised the various disciples of Dian Cang, and "Xi Yang Shen Jian" Lin Ruo Chi was the first in the world, so naturally he didn't take Huang Langzi's words to heart.

  Then, Fei Sha Dao Chang smiled slightly and asked in a low voice, "Is that so? Are the words of my virtuous nephew true, is there such a thing?"