Not climbing the Qingyun Ladder

Chapter 12

Not seen for a hundred years, Wu Su's appearance has not changed much.There seemed to be a few more white hairs on his temples, but he was still handsome and handsome.

As a unique painter in the world of cultivation, his fame comes not only from his unique painting skills, but also from his appearance.

I don’t know how many women were attracted to him back then, but Wu Su was obsessed with Hua Wuxue.However, King Xiang was interested, but the goddess was ruthless.

After Wu Su came out, he first looked around, and then smiled slightly: "Everyone who comes to Mr. Wu's Qushui Shangqing Banquet today must come here to enjoy it and return after being exhausted."

"Now, please take a seat," Li Mu said.

Hua Xiangrong and the other three sat down like everyone else.

Wu Su's Qushui Drinking Banquet really took some thought.He imitated the literati's melodious drinking wine, but also made some innovations.

There were not only wine glasses flowing in the meandering water, but also all kinds of novel gadgets.

Hua Xiangrong took out one at random, which was a note that read, "Life is regretful."

On the back of the note was a sentence that read, "Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets."

This is a bit strange.If you have escaped death with no regrets, why do you still have regrets in life?Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but ponder the deep meaning.

"Everyone, I wrote these notes casually. It's fate to get them, so I'll have fun." Wu Su said.

Su Budu, who was sitting next to Hua Xiangrong, read out the contents of the note.

The front is "It's hard to get what you want" and the back is "The road is long and the journey is long".

He smiled and said, "Master Wu Su is really interesting. He writes some curse words."

"He has already said that you can just enjoy yourself, so you don't have to take it seriously." Hua Xiangrong said.

"It's so confusing that I don't know what to say." Pei Jin commented.

"Brother Pei, what's written on your note?" Su Budu leaned over and asked.

"The front is 'hate separation' and the back is 'this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon'. Indeed, as Brother Su said, they are both curse words." Pei Jin replied.

"As the saying goes, if you have wine now, you will get drunk now. Young Masters, let's have a drink first." Hua Xiangrong said.

"It's fair to think about it, Miss Xiangrong." Su Budu picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Hua Xiangrong did not speak anymore, but also picked up the wine glass in her hand and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Okay, I'm almost done drinking. Now let's get to the main topic of the day." After a while, Wu Su said loudly.

Sure enough, the so-called Qushui Water Drinking Banquet was just a cover. Most of the people who came today were monks, and it seemed that they had other purposes.

Hua Xiangrong still took out the wine from the water and drank, seemingly unconcerned about what was going to happen next.

"Now please move to the main hall and enjoy the paintings with me." Wu Su stood up from his seat as he spoke, and Li Mu stood up with him.

Appreciating paintings?It seems that today’s mystery lies in the painting.Hua Xiangrong thought to herself and stood up from her seat.

After arriving at the main hall, I saw a huge white cloth covering something. I guess it was the painting Wu Su mentioned.

He opened the white cloth and the whole painting was revealed to everyone.

After Hua Xiangrong saw the painting clearly, her pupils tightened.Everyone's reaction was similar to hers.

Wu Su laughed when he saw this: "I think you can all read the four words above clearly. 'Shangqingkongming'. Yes, what this painting indicates is one of the top techniques in the world of cultivation, the Shangqingkongming Jue 's location."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent.

Although Feng Yuqing has been dead for a hundred years, her reputation as the best swordsman in the world, her sword, and her skills will not be forgotten by the world of cultivation.

Although the unified statement of those sects is that Feng Yuqing practiced evil skills and was punished by heaven.But among cultivators, there are those who pursue strength wholeheartedly and don't take it seriously.

In their opinion, if you can have the best strength in the world and be cool for a while, even if you are struck by lightning later, you will die without regrets.

There are also those evil cultivators and demonic cultivators who died under Feng Yuqing's sword many times back then, but they never lag behind others and are very active in finding this clearing art.

In addition, the cultivation sect is also sending people to search secretly, so for hundreds of years, people looking for the clear secret of the Qing Dynasty have never stopped.

Feng Yuqing is an orphan girl with no father, no mother, no family or sect.By all accounts, she was incredibly lucky.

She didn't know where she encountered such top-notch skills as Shangqing Kongming Jue, and it actually made her become the best swordsman in the world.

She went to the Wanjian Peak Sword Tomb to seek the Tao. No one cared about her at first. They all thought that she, a young monk who had just started practicing Qi, came to seek the Tao. It was probably because the young man was arrogant.

But Feng Yuqing pulled out the Red Earth Sword of All Beings in full view of everyone.

It is said that the moment she drew her sword, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and wind and thunder surged.The wind in Wanjian Peak has never been so strong, and most people were blown around.

Feng Yuqing stood alone in the wind. Although her clothes were not gorgeous and her hairpin was not expensive, she stood there and made all the sword cultivators present feel the pressure.

It was not that no one had coveted her Shangqing Kong Ming Jue and Mortal Beings Sword, but soon, everyone discovered that her strength had grown so fast that it was staggering.

After firmly establishing the title of the best swordsman in the world, Feng Yuqing gradually received more praise than malice.In the world of cultivation, strength is respected, so others gradually stopped thinking about challenging her and began to flatter her that she was a sword cultivation genius that was rare to see in a century.

Feng Yuqing herself never said where she found the Shangqingkong Mingjue, and no one dared to ask her later.

But after Feng Yuqing died, everyone came out to say how vicious and terrifying her evil power was, except for the people who pushed her down. But everyone was looking for the whereabouts of that evil power.

According to the news that came out from nowhere, top-notch techniques like Shangqingkong Mingjue have their own spirituality.When one owner dies, it will look for the next owner.

This statement sounds quite absurd, but many monks are still obsessed with it and would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist.I always feel that I am the one who is as lucky as Feng Yuqing.As for whether he is lucky?Only Feng Yuqing himself can answer this question.

"Master Wu Su, are you sure that this picture indeed indicates the location of Shangqing Kong Mingjue?" Someone asked stumblingly.

"It was a coincidence that I found this painting. What's even more coincidental is that it appeared in Yuezhou, where Feng Yuqing first lived, and I can feel that there seems to be some restriction on this painting." Wu Su said with a smile.

What he said was ambiguous, meaning that I am just a messenger. It’s up to you to believe it or not.

"Master Wu Su, we are all smart people. Let's open the sky and speak openly. This sword demon's technique is considered a rare treasure, but you are willing to share it. Maybe you are in some trouble." There was an outspoken person. said the man.

"This fellow Taoist is right. I can feel that there are restrictions on the painting, but I don't know what the restrictions are and how to break them. So I asked you to come up with a solution together." Wu Su said with a smile.

"Master feels that once the restriction is broken, the exact location of Shangqing Kongming Jue will be known." Li Mu said next to him.

The harmony between his master and his apprentice is interesting, but the next scene must be even more interesting.Hua Xiangrong looked at Li Mu and Wu Su with interest.

"Miss Xiangrong doesn't seem to be interested in this sword demon's skills." Su Budu suddenly said from the side.

"Now Xiangrong doesn't even know whether he can successfully practice, so why would he covet such a skill?" Hua Xiangrong asked.

"Then do you think what Wu Su said is true?" Su Budu asked quietly.

He suddenly leaned very close to Hua Xiangrong, with his head lowered, and the distance between the two was very small.Hua Xiangrong took a step back calmly.

"I don't know," she said.

"Then continue reading." Su Budu said.

It's a pity that I probably won't be able to watch this drama anymore.Because another drama is about to take place.

Now, it's show time, and my character is still indescribable.Hua Xiangrong rolled her eyes in her heart and thought silently.

Wu Su fell down without warning, and Li Mu quickly went to help him.

He shouted several times symbolically: "Master, Master, wake up quickly... Master, what's wrong with you?"

There was a hint of sobs in his voice, which was really true.

Then he stood up and pointed his finger at Hua Xiangrong: "Why did you want to harm my master?"

Hua Xiangrong acted with him dedicatedly: "Ah?"

"Don't pretend to be innocent here, it's obvious that you poisoned the purse you gave to my master and you want his life!" Li Mu reprimanded angrily.

"Master Li, where do you start talking about this? Didn't Miss Qian Ying of Laifu Inn give you the purse?" Hua Xiangrong asked in surprise.

Su Budu, who was watching the show next to him, was listening with great interest at first, but then his face gradually turned ugly.His eyes turned to Li Mu, with a hint of chill in his eyes.

"You are still talking nonsense! I saw that you were sincere before I gave the purse to Master. I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

"Mr. Li, the wallet was indeed given to you by Qian Ying. Now that the matter is over, you can confront her." Hua Xiangrong said calmly.

"Su also saw the proprietress put this purse into Miss Xiangrong's hand with her own eyes. You will know if you ask her whether it is right or wrong," Su Budu said.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Mu's mouth, but he suppressed it again: "In that case, let's ask Miss Qian Ying."

Then he said to the others: "Everyone, something big happened to our master. The Qushui River Drinking Banquet is now over. Please go back."

This is the time to see off guests.Everyone understood the meaning of his words.

"What about this painting?" someone asked.

"It won't be too late to talk about painting after the matter is resolved." Li Mu said.

"Okay, in that case, I'll take my leave first." Someone said first.

Then a few more people echoed.Under their leadership, people quickly dispersed.

Suddenly, there were only four people left in the hall: Hua Xiangrong, Su Budu, Pei Jin and Li Mu.

"Everyone is gone, Brother Li, there's no need to pretend anymore." Su Budu looked at Li Mu and said with a smile.

"Brother Su, what do you mean?"

"Wu Su fell. You didn't want to save him at the first moment, but were busy catching the murderer. All of this was planned by you and the landlady," Su Budu said.

"Master Su is indeed very smart, but unfortunately, such smart people often have short lives." Qian Ying's voice came from behind.

There was another person following her, his whole body shrouded in shadow, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Well done." Qian Ying said to Li Mu.

"Well done? Don't you think he is just a fool?" Su Budu sneered.

"For such a poor reason to let you appear, anyone here with any brains can see the clues. Won't your conspiracy to design Wu Su's plan be exposed?" Before Qian Ying could say anything, Su Budu said explain.

To retort so bluntly was not Su Budu's speaking style.What's wrong with this guy?Hua Xiangrong doesn't understand.

The smile on Qian Ying's face faded a little.

"Are you going to continue pretending to be dead?" Su Budu looked like he no longer wanted to watch their performance, and shouted to Wu Su.

　It’s been a tiring day today and I’m writing this chapter in a bad mental state. BTW, Miss Xiangrong, do you really not know why he suddenly felt like he was on gunpowder?(

　　
　
(End of this chapter)