Volume 3: Qiongzhou ? Wu Xing Volume Chapter 11: White Dragon Presents Auspiciousness, Famous Cities of the Three Kingdoms

  "Ah, Seventh Uncle, is that really you? Where are your three... moles?" Lin Meng'er was truly incredulous, and after opening her mouth for half a day, she finally asked.

  She finished speaking and looked at Chu Jiu, who also had an incredulous expression!

  "Haha, the mole is here!" Mr. Chu Qi's voice was no longer hoarse, but like a dragon's chant, rising high into the clouds, clear and crisp. He reached out with his right hand, and three bean-sized moles suddenly appeared in his palm, just as Chu Jiu had suspected, yesterday's mole must have been stuck on by Mr. Chu Qi himself.

  These three moles are indeed the most distinctive feature on his face, and whenever Mr. Chu Qi is facing people, everyone can't help but stare at his big mole, ignoring everything else, let alone carefully examining his facial features! Su Yu, Chu Jiu, and Lin Man Er were all like this yesterday!

  This is also a clever trick!

  On the ninth day, Lin Ming'er was naturally amazed and secretly sighed. Now, such an old man, even if he stood in front of Su Yu, Su Yu wouldn't be able to recognize him. If it weren't for his own master's brother and sister seeing Chu Qi with their own eyes after changing his appearance, who would have recognized that this was the same person as yesterday's black-faced, thin-mustached, three-large-mole-on-the-left-cheek Chu Qi?

  Three people met at the time, and outside the Kongtong Sect's disciples were already in a state of excitement. Mr. Chu Qi smiled and said: "Chu Jiu Xian, now your master sister is like a rich young master, should we also change our clothes to match? Let's put on a show!"

  "Alright, I'll listen to Seventh Uncle's instructions. However, it would be best if Seventh Uncle could take care of me a bit more!"

  Mr. Chu Qi was indeed well-prepared, and from behind his back, he pulled out another package, opened it, and there were two more sets of relatively old but clean clothes. In an instant, Mr. Chu Qi and Chu Jiu both put on these plain-colored ordinary clothes outside their original attire. During the Chongyang Festival, the weather in Shu was quite unusual, so wearing one more or one less layer of clothing was not strange. The three of them went downstairs.

  Mr. Chu Qi and Chuyiue then disguised themselves as the old servant and young black-faced book boy of the young master Lin Ming'er.

  Three people mounted their horses. This time, unexpectedly, Mr. Chu Qi didn't even take out his golden signboard with the words "turning bad luck into good" on a bamboo pole.

  On the other side, Su Yu and others from the Jade Peak Sect had already gathered and set off.

  Three people followed Dugu Xiongxin, Cheng Man and the disciples from a distance, rushing towards Baidi City on the official road. Now, Mr. Chu Qi's donkey seems different from ordinary donkeys, its four hooves flying, not panting or anxious, and it's not much slower than Lin Meng'er's good horse!

  Those people from the Kongtong Sect in front also happened to turn their heads and take a look at the three of them, but they just saw them as ordinary locals or ordinary travelers from afar, and didn't pay much attention. With a careful mind, he thought about sending his disciples to take a look from behind, but then thought that with Dugu's Second Brother around, it was better to have fewer things to worry about, especially since today's battle with the Demon Sect was so important, and conserving energy was most crucial, so he gave up on the idea.

  In less than an hour and a half, a city appeared in the distance, its momentum like a waking dragon raising its head, rushing and winding, it was indeed the ancient city of White Emperor.

  On the ninth day, I unintentionally caught a glimpse of it, and I only felt a vast and ancient aura wandering in the air, with a thousand years of ancient meaning, which suddenly resonated with my heart. Hurriedly, I asked: "Seventh Uncle, isn't White Emperor City just up ahead?"

  Mr. Chu Qi had not spoken yet, but Lin Ming'er had already rushed to say: "Judging from the momentum, it should be okay, it's indeed Bai Di City!"

  Mr. Chu Qi smiled and said, "Xiang'er, my good niece, is well-read, but does she know the origin of this White Emperor City?" Lin Xiang'er giggled and said, "Seventh Uncle is testing me again! According to ancient classics, White Emperor City was originally called Zi Yang City before the Han Dynasty. It has been a place where military strategists have competed for generations. In the late Western Han Dynasty, it was built by Gongsun Shu, who controlled Sichuan and stationed troops and stored grain here. Gongsun Shu had imperial ambitions, so he ordered his trusted officials to create public opinion. Soon, a prophecy spread inside and outside the city, saying that in the White Crane Well within the city, a white gas had been rising recently, like a white dragon flying in the sky. This was called 'White Dragon Auspicious Sign', foretelling that a new emperor would emerge from this land."

  Although she was dressed in men's clothing, as she spoke and laughed, frequently turning her head on horseback, a hundred charms were born, Chujiu couldn't help but be infatuated, and again focused on listening to what his fellow disciple had to say.

  Mr. Chu Qi nodded, and Lin Ming'er continued: "After the 'White Dragon Auspicious Sign' spectacle was shown, everyone came to watch it eagerly. When people from all directions knew about it and all four classes of people heard about it, Gongsun Shu formally declared himself emperor in AD 25, calling himself the 'White Emperor', and changed the name of his capital city Zicheng to 'White Emperor City', and changed the name of the mountain where the city was located to 'White Emperor Mountain'."

  On the ninth day, Zan Dao said, "What a talented man who can stir up trouble! What happened later?" Lin Ming'er said, "This Gong Sunshu was indeed trying to become emperor, but after only twelve years, Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, sent troops to attack Shu. Gong Sunshu could not resist and died in battle."

  On the ninth day of the first month, she heard it and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah" of sorrow.

  However, to commemorate this "White Emperor", the people of Shu specially built a temple on Mount Baidi and enshrined the statue of the White Emperor, which is now known as Baidi Temple. Who would have thought that two hundred years later, Liu Bei of Shu Han suffered a great defeat at the hands of Eastern Wu in the Battle of Yiling, and his army retreated outside Qimen. From then on, Liu Bei fell ill and never recovered, entrusting his son to Zhuge Liang at Yong'an Palace in Baidi City. Therefore, later generations built the Zhuge Shrine to worship Zhuge Liang, whose incense offerings were far more prosperous than those of Baidi Temple.

  Chu Jiu laughed and said, "Sister, you're speaking so eloquently, it's just like listening to a storyteller, I'm afraid even better than the old storyteller in our Fengyi town!"

  Lin Meng'er smiled and said, "Brother is teasing me again! I just read it from a book, I don't even know if it's true or false!" Chu Jiu pretended to be serious and said, "Where is the tease? If sister wants to tell stories in the future, I'm willing to give up martial arts and bird-catching, and serve you every day, pouring tea and water! Since the book introduces it this way, it must be true!" After finishing speaking, all three of them burst out laughing.

  Mr. Chu Qi saw Lin Ming'er's cleverness and also praised her in his heart, then smiled and said: "Not bad, not bad, what you said is absolutely right, a few years ago when Uncle Qi went to Zhuge Temple, the incense was indeed more prosperous than Baidi Temple!"

  Mr. Chu Qi was well-versed in the art of He Luo Wu Xing, and whenever he arrived at a new place, he would naturally observe the feng shui and yin-yang. Seeing that Bai Di City was situated with Qi Men to the east and Ba Zhen Tu to the west, surrounded by water on three sides, and strategically located at the confluence of land and water, he couldn't help but feel secretly astonished by the exceptionally wonderful feng shui.

  On the ninth day, it was also slightly windy and fiery, with a hint of water. Without noticing anything unusual, Dao said: "Seventh Uncle, the terrain of this White Emperor City is truly excellent Feng Shui!" Mr. Chu Seven nodded slightly, unsure if he agreed or not.

  In front, the people of the Kongtong Sect had already converged with the Wudang Feisha Daoist and the Wudang disciples halfway, it turned out that the Wudang Sect did not stay overnight in Fengjie City last night to be on the safe side. After a brief courtesy between the two sects' disciples, the group of people went quietly and orderly, directly killing towards the Bai Di Temple at the foot of the mountain outside the city!

  The closer they got to the White Emperor Temple, the more cautious both groups became, holding their breath and not making a single sound. It seemed that although they had seized the initiative to launch a surprise attack on the Demon Sect, they were still intimidated by the sect's reputation and did not dare to be even slightly careless!

  Mr. Chu Qi also knew the reputation of Wudang Feisha Dao, and he hastily instructed: "Chu Jiu Xian, Lin Ming'er Xian Niang, let's slow down a bit more, so as not to attract attention."

  On the ninth day, I was worried that a big war might happen at any time in front of me, but I also knew that Mr. Chu Qi's words were correct, and hurriedly said: "What Uncle Qi said is right, Shifu, we must be more careful!"

  Lin Meng'er nodded and said: "Hmm!" So the three of them slowed down their horse speed, just following far behind everyone else!

  "This White Emperor Temple has always been crowded with people, yet the demonic sect chose this place as their hideout. It's truly unexpected and bold. But how did the Wudang Sect and Qingcheng Sect find out about this huge secret? Half an hour later, Mr. Chu saw that the Wudang Sect and Qingcheng Sect had surrounded the White Emperor Temple, which was now closed off. They were in a state of high alert, not daring to get close. The three of them dismounted their horses and donkey from afar and hid behind trees on both sides of the road to sneak a peek. Mr. Chu was also puzzled and said to Chuyi and Lin Xiang'er..."

  On the ninth day, he couldn't bear to see the slaughter and sighed: "I don't know if the news of Flying Sand Master from Wudang Sect is accurate or not, but I really don't want to witness a bloody disaster!"

  The White Emperor Temple was surrounded by a residential area, and several residents nearby were chatting. Seeing this situation, they all hurriedly returned home, closed their own doors, and the air around them suddenly filled with a sense of killing intent!

  Lin Meng'er and Chu Jiu had never personally experienced the great battles of Jianghu, so they were both trembling with fear. Fortunately, there was still Mr. Chu Qi beside them, but sweat continued to flow from Lin Meng'er and Chu Jiu's faces.

  Although Lin Meng'er had always been bold, she was terrified at the thought of witnessing a fierce battle between good and evil. When she sparred with her fellow disciples on Mount Cangshan, it was just a test of skills, but now she was about to witness a bloody scene that made her heart quiver with fear!

  She turned her head and saw that Yang Guang was standing beside her with a resolute expression on his face, feeling relieved and a bit more at ease.

  On the ninth day, a sharp-eyed person whispered: "Seventh Uncle, Shifu's sister, over there, Flying Sand Master and the people of Kongtong Sect are discussing in low voices, it seems they will take action soon!"

  Mr. Chu nodded, but didn't say a word, he could also see the situation far away clearly.

  But in a short while, the three of them only heard a loud "boom" from afar. The gate of the White Emperor Temple seemed to have been knocked open. From a distance, they saw Dugu Xiongxin, Cheng Man and Fei Sha Dao Ren leading their disciples with swords drawn, charging inside.

  The sound of swords clashing and mournful cries suddenly rose within the temple, echoing from afar!

  It seems that the Demon Sect's people are indeed inside the White Emperor Temple, and the Kunlun School and Wudang School's people have already clashed with them.