A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 915 Qingcheng inheritance! (Please order the whole thing!)

Everyone drank until midnight. Li Ning and Zhou Lang were too drunk and went to bed early. Only Hua Shier and Ximen Chuxue were left listening to the sound of water, drinking and chatting while facing the fishing fires.

But chatting with Ximen Chuxue was boring. This guy couldn't say a word. Hua Shier talked for a long time, but he just replied with "hmm". Hua Shier felt very bored, so he asked him:

"Hey, Xiaoxi, I've said so much, can you please say a few more words? We're drinking, there will be no atmosphere if we don't chat!"

Ximen Chuxue: “Hmm!” This ‘hmm’ showed that he agreed with it, but he was determined not to change it.

Hua Twelve: "."

His eyes rolled, and he remembered an old story: "Xiao Xi, have you heard that there is a very powerful swordsman in the capital?"

  This time Ximen Chuxue finally showed interest, and he said seriously:

"If someone is such a powerful master that you can call him, then his sword must be extraordinary. Who is he?"

When Ximen Chuxue said this, his eyes showed a strong desire to fight. It was obvious that he wanted to challenge the opponent when he returned to the capital.

Hua Shier drank a glass of wine and continued to keep the secret:

"You said he is extraordinary, which is absolutely correct. This man's sword is cold, he is cold, his heart is cold, and this grandson is frozen. Do you think he looks like you? Hahaha, you act so cool all day long, you'd better be careful not to freeze."

  Although Ximen Chuxue didn't understand what pretending to be cool meant, he guessed about 80% of it. He rolled his eyes, raised his hand to drink a glass of wine, and then said lightly:

"You asked me to say a few more words, okay? Well, let me ask you, since you came out of Biyun Temple, you have been sighing all the way, as if you had lost money. Why is that?"

Ximen Chuxue asked this question out of curiosity, but Hua Shier never answered it. However, this time he gave an answer.

"You're talking about this. I was thinking of beating the old one to see if I could lure out the young one, but after wandering around Chengdu for a whole day, that laughing monk didn't come looking for revenge on me. He's such a coward. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid there might be ears on the other side of the wall. Now we're almost out of Sichuan and into Hubei, and I don't think the Emei Sect will come to take revenge!"

Ximen Chuxue suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Hua Shier did not return to the capital to handle state affairs, nor went to Fuso. It turned out that he was waiting to go fishing.

Suddenly, from the darkness in the distance, there was a sound of a baby laughing. The sound came from far away and was clearly heard by Hua Shier and Ximen Chuxue.

The two looked at each other, and Ximen Chuixue raised his sword:

"You stay here, I'll go see who's playing tricks!"

Ximen Chuxue disappeared in a flash, heading towards the place in the darkness where the baby's laughter came from.

Hua Shier did not stop him and let Xiaoxi go to investigate, to avoid some ignorant gangsters causing trouble in the middle of the night and ruining their drinking.

As for Ximen Chuxue's safety, Hua Shier was not worried. After all, the Emei Sect was an upright immortal sect. They could not do anything to him as an emperor, nor would they attack the people around him.

I picked up the wine glass and was about to pour myself a drink when I heard a childish voice behind me saying:

"Fellow Daoist, how about buying me a drink?"

Hua Twelve was startled and turned around suddenly, only to see a child appear behind him.

The child was wearing a goose yellow short coat, a gold ring around his neck, and a pair of pink white feet. He looked just like the kind-hearted boy in front of the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was looking at him with a smile.

The fact that he could appear behind him silently proved that this child was definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, the child standing there had an ethereal and fairy-like aura that was hard to fathom. If Hua Twelve had not seen the other person with his own eyes, he would have doubted whether there was anyone there at all. Apart from visual perception, it was impossible to sense at all.

This kind of situation has never happened before when meeting the Drunken Taoist, the Ascetic Monk and other earthly immortals. This shows that this child either has special means or his strength is far superior to that of the Ascetic Monk and the Drunken Taoist.

Hua Twelve's mind was working rapidly and he guessed the other party's identity in an instant. In The Legend of Swordsmen of Shu Mountain, there were not many characters with childish images. Qi Jinchan, the son of Miaoyi Zhenren, was one of them. However, the child in front of him gave him the feeling that he was more powerful than the Drunken Taoist and the Ascetic Monk, so it definitely couldn't be Qi Jinchan.

Therefore, there is only one answer that meets the three conditions of childish image, immortal demeanor, and extraordinary strength: the ancestor of the Qingcheng Sect, the Bliss Boy Li Jingxu!

Li Jingxu and Changmei Zhenren of the Emei Sect are cultivators of the same generation. Their strength had reached the level of ascension a long time ago. However, due to his careless decision in accepting disciples in his early years and his emotional problems, he was unable to free himself for a long time. Fortunately, he retired to Wuyou Cave in Changchun Rock, Xiongshiling, Yunnan, to study Xuanzong.

After decades of hard work, he achieved enlightenment and was transformed into a baby. He shed his body and became an immortal. From then on, he called himself the Boy of Bliss.

The one in front of him should be Li Jingxu, the Boy of Bliss, one of the most powerful people in the Shushan world.

Hua Shier immediately clasped his fists and said, "Ye Gucheng, nice to meet you, senior!" It is not a loss to call a master who is one or two thousand years old "senior".

The child was surprised: "Do you know me?"

Hua Twelve smiled and nodded: "Senior, your name is well-known to everyone."

The child didn't believe it: "Really? I don't believe it! Then tell me who I am?"

Hua Shier rolled his eyes. Why did this line sound so familiar? You've been on an interview before, so what? He complained in his heart, deliberately teasing the other party:

"You must be Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly!"

  The child almost sprained his back and said angrily:

"Don't talk nonsense. Blasphemy is no joke. What if a thunder strikes?"

After he finished speaking, he saw a hint of teasing in Hua Twelve's eyes, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, then bowed his head in a serious manner:

"I am Li Jingxu, a humble Taoist priest. I am honored to meet the emperor today!"

Hua Twelve quickly returned the greeting and made a gesture of invitation: "So it is really the Master of Bliss in person, please take a seat quickly!"

  The two of them sat cross-legged on the deck. Hua Twelve poured a glass of wine for Li Jingxu and then asked:

"Zhenren, is my friend okay?"

Li Jingxu smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm just trapped in the maze I used, and I can't get out in two hours!"

"Speaking of your friend, he is really a good seedling. His talent in swordsmanship is so great that even I am moved by his talent. It's just that his path is different from mine. Just as you said, a good person has to be so cold, like a big ice cube. He might freeze at any time, hahahaha."

Li Jingxu actually laughed out loud as he spoke. It was obvious that he had heard all the jokes Hua Twelve had just told.

Hua Twelve was somewhat speechless and said, "Senior, please keep your voice down. Don't wake others up!"

Li Jingxu waved his hand: "Don't worry, with my skills, others can't hear us talking!" Hua Twelve's eyes moved, trapped Ximen Chuxue, and used magic power to prevent others from hearing them talking. It was obvious that Li Jingxu came here for something.

He simply got straight to the point: "Senior, you didn't come here just to ask for a glass of water, right?"

Li Jingxu leaned on the side of the boat, crossed his legs, and if one only looked at his childish appearance, he was so adorable. He raised his wine glass, saluted the bright moon in the sky, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smiled and said:

"It's nothing, actually. I was originally playing around in the human world to accumulate external skills. A few days ago, I suddenly saw the aura of the emperor in Chengdu. I knew that the emperor had arrived in Chengdu. I was curious, so I followed him to take a look. I didn't expect to see you spitting at the ascetic monk. I laughed for three days!"

"Later, I saw you using your flying sword and discovered that you and I had a connection, so I followed you to take a look. I had no intention of showing up in person."

  Li Jingxu said this and pointed towards the cabin:

“But after seeing the two of them today, I realized that maybe you are the one who breaks the impasse!”

Hua Shier's mind quickly digested the information in Li Jingxu's words.

From Li Jingxu's words, it can be heard that this immortal who was only one step away from ascending to heaven had no intention of showing up at first, but only showed up after Hua Shier and Li Yingqiong had established a relationship with Zhou Qingyun and successfully poached a person from the Emei Sect.

Logically speaking, Li Jingxu and Changmei Zhenren were old acquaintances, and Emei was on good terms with Qingcheng Sect. When he saw that he had poached Emei Sect's people, he should have stepped in to stop it. However, not only did the other party not stop him, he also showed up to meet him and had a drink and chat. This is very telling.

Hua Shier thought to himself, "Could it be that Li Jingxu is also dissatisfied with the fact that Emei is about to become the only dominant force?"

Li Jingxu did not explain clearly, but put down the wine glass, smiled faintly, and asked:

"Tell me, where did you learn the sword-controlling technique?"

Hua Shier was slightly startled, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. The "Sword Controlling Technique" was obtained in the "Dragon Snake World" and was said to be something from the Qingcheng Sect. Could it be that Li Jingxu said that he had a connection with him because of this?

Of course, he couldn't say that he learned it in other worlds, so he just said, "I got it by chance, but it's just a fragment!"

After Hua Shier finished speaking, he took out a booklet from his arms and handed it over. This was the secret book of "Sword Control" that he copied when he was practicing brush calligraphy later, and he usually kept it in the storage space.

Li Jingxu was not polite either. He took it with his childish hands and took a look. He saw that although the handwriting was traditional Chinese, it was written from left to right, horizontally, which was quite different from his reading habits, but it did not affect his reading.

  After taking a few glances, Li Jingxu nodded and said:

"It is indeed my Qingcheng's thing, but it is just the basic method of controlling the sword with Qi, there is no sword technique or sword refining method!"

Hua Twelve didn't expect to find the root of the problem, and quickly asked for advice: "Excuse me, senior, is there a sword technique for flying a sword? And what about the sword-refining method?"

Li Jingxu did not hide it and explained while drinking:

"Sword fighting requires offensive skills, which is naturally swordsmanship, which is similar to the swordsmanship of warriors, but more agile and clever. As for the sword-refining method, you can show me your flying sword first."

Hua Shier knew that it was a rare opportunity to get guidance from others, so he immediately released the damaged "Yitian Flying Sword" and handed it over.

Li Jingxu stretched out two fingers to hold the sword, and then looked at it carefully:

"Your sword is made of black iron from outer space. Although it is top-quality material, it was hammered and forged by a mortal!"

"And the invisible sword of the ascetic monk is made by condensing the essence of the five metals, collecting 3,600 kinds of spiritual medicines, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and transforming it into pure yang fire and pure yin energy. It is then refined and formed by using its own true essence and combining the spiritual energy of Buddhism and Taoism."

"So, once your flying sword touches the invisible sword, it will be damaged immediately!"

Li Jingxu said this and threw the Yitian Flying Sword back:

"The same is true for your friend. His sword is also an ordinary sword. It is one level lower than your ordinary flying sword that has been breathing for years!"

When Hua Shier heard Li Jingxu talk about the ascetic monk's method of sword-making, his heart was burning with excitement, and he wondered when he would be able to learn that method.

  Suddenly, an idea came to him. This immortal senior in front of him talked so much to him. Was it just idle chat after drinking?

He asked with fiery eyes: "Senior, are you still accepting disciples?"

Li Jingxu laughed loudly and pointed at Hua Twelve: "This kid is teachable!"

After he finished laughing, Hua Shier picked up the wine jug and filled it up again.

  Li Jingxu nodded with satisfaction:

"Originally, I was playing around in the human world. In addition to accumulating external skills, there was another thing that worried me. That was that my Qingcheng Sect's swordsmanship had no successor. I felt it was a pity, so I planned to find someone with a solid foundation and a righteous heart to inherit the Taoist tradition."

Hua Twelve pointed at himself and said, "I have a strong foundation and a righteous heart. Isn't this what I am talking about?"

  Li Jingxu gave Hua Twelve a look that said "you are so shameless", but still nodded:

"Although you don't meet my requirements, you are destined to be with our sect. Moreover, I have seen everything you have done since you ascended the throne. It is indeed beneficial to the country and the people. Therefore, I want to teach you my Qingcheng swordsmanship. Do you want to learn it?"

Hua Shier stood up and was about to become his disciple, but was stopped by Li Jingxu:

"No need to become a disciple. You are the Son of Heaven. Apart from Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, have you ever heard of a monarch taking someone as his master? As for Confucianists, they are just teachers, not masters!"

"So you can't worship me, and I can't bear the responsibility. But since we are destined to be together, I will pass on my Taoist tradition to you. From now on, you and I can call each other brothers, and you, the emperor, will also be considered a member of the Qingcheng Sect. We will rise together and suffer together. Are you willing?"

  Hua Twelve was very happy that he could learn real things without having to become a disciple. What was there to hesitate about? He immediately stood up and clasped his fists and said:

"Little brother greets senior brother!"

Master Ji Le laughed heartily: "Well, meeting you has solved a problem for me!"

The two men greeted each other, and Master Jile said that he would take Hua Twelve to worship the statue of the ancestor, and that would be considered as the initiation.

Sitting back down, Hua Twelve thought of something: "Brother, I heard that there is a short old man Zhu Mei in the Qingcheng Sect, but why do you say there is no successor?"

Li Jingxu sneered, "That short old man Zhu Mei is the disciple of my junior brother Shuijingzi from Renshou. He is from the Emei Sect, how could he be related to Qingcheng? He is just a sparrow occupying a crow's nest. You are the true heir of Qingcheng Sect after you join today!"

He took out a jade slip and said, "This is the inheritance of my Qingcheng Sect. You must keep it well and pass it on to your disciples in the future. On the fifteenth of next month, come to the Erlang Zhenjun Temple in Guanjiangkou to find me. I have other things to do, so I will leave first!"

When Hua Twelve took the jade slip, he saw a gust of river wind blowing over, and the Bliss Boy Li Jingxu turned into gas and disappeared before his eyes.

Hua Twelve's eyes widened: "When gathered, it becomes a form, and when dispersed, it becomes qi. This is the Yang God. This senior brother is really a contemporary immortal!"

Thanks to: 08a, Brother Xiao Xiaohu in the Demon World for the reward, and thanks to the brothers who voted for monthly votes and recommendation votes, thank you very much.