Not climbing the Qingyun Ladder

Chapter 9

It all happened more than 100 years ago.A hundred years ago, Gu Chaosheng was recognized by most people as the second best swordsman in the world.He was born with a beautiful face, handsome and handsome, and was kind-hearted, so he had a good reputation.

Feng Yuqing's light almost obscured all swordsmen, but there were still a few who could compete with her, and Gu Chaosheng was one of them.

His Bibo Sword follows the Senluo Sword Way, and he himself has a very profound understanding of this way.In addition, the Blue Sea Qianlan Jue he practiced was a first-class skill, and his position as the second best swordsman in the world was very stable.

Perhaps every second best player in the world longs to defeat the best player in the world. Therefore, most people in the world of cultivation believe that Feng Yuqing and Gu Chaosheng are mortal enemies.but it is not the truth.

On the contrary, they have a very good relationship and feel some sympathy for each other. They often talk about swordsmanship.

So when the news came that Gu Chaosheng had died, Feng Yuqing broke through the Blood Sea Sect alone in order to avenge him.

A hundred years later, when Hua Xiangrong listened to Pei Jin's introduction, she was shocked and only found it ridiculous.

She didn't want to defend Gu Chaosheng.If there was something hidden, why didn't he tell her and why he only came out and established the Canglan Sect after she died?

"Mr. Pei, Xiangrong heard from my sister that the leader of the Canglan Sect came back from the dead. Is there really such a miraculous magic in the world?" Hua Xiangrong tried hard to keep her voice steady.

"It seems that Miss Hua knows a lot about sword cultivators. She is right. Sect Master Gu is indeed resurrected from the dead, but there is something hidden in it." Pei Jin replied.

"What's the secret?" Hua Xiangrong asked.

"I don't know about this. The Canglan Sect is very strict about this matter, and I only vaguely know that it may have something to do with Feng Yuqing."

"That's it." Hua Xiangrong nodded.After she calmed down, a smile appeared on her face again.

If there is a chance in the future, I will go to Canglan Sect, put the sword on Gu Chaosheng's neck and ask him how he came back from the dead.

Su Budu couldn't help but sneered as he listened to the conversation between the two.

"Brother Su, what are you laughing at?" Pei Jin asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that this Sect Master Gu is also an interesting person. When Feng Yuqing was alive, he died; as soon as Feng Yuqing died, he immediately came back to life. For those who don't know, I thought he owed the Sword Demon money. I won’t pay it back.” Su Budu said with a smile.

Speaking of which, he really owed it.Hua Xiangrong thought silently.

After introducing the sect leader, Pei Jin introduced them to other members of the Canglan Sect in turn.Hua Xiangrong remembers them all in her heart.Some are old friends, some are old rivals, and some have never heard of them.It has to be said that the Canglan Sect’s current status in the world of cultivation is not in vain.

At that time, many powerful men who had no family or sect joined the Canglan Sect.Gu Chaosheng is really capable.

She recalled that day when Pei Jin said that her master was "the father of the wife of the best friend of the deputy master of the Canglan Sect."There are two deputy sect leaders of Canglan Sect, one is Ye Yingshuang and the other is Xu Ximang.Ye Yingshuang has a cold personality, detached from the world, and never makes enemies with others.

That is Xu Ximang.Speaking of which, Feng Yuqing is one of his mortal enemies.But Pei Jin should not be talking about her.

Temporarily giving up on guessing, Hua Xiangrong said, "Thank you, Mr. Pei, for clearing up the puzzle."

"Young lady, please be polite."

At this time there was a knock on the door, it was the owner of the caravan.

"We plan to rest all night and leave for Mianyang tomorrow. What do you think?" Now he regards Pei Jin and Su Budu as his patron saints, and his tone of voice is particularly polite.

"Since it is the boss's arrangement, we should obey it." Su Budu said.

"Okay, then I'll ask the waiter in the store to prepare meals for the three of you." After he finished speaking, he closed the door and went out.

"It seems that I have taken advantage of the two young masters." Hua Xiangrong said with a chuckle.

"Miss Xiangrong, you don't have to say that. If it weren't for you, the people of Yiling would probably suffer." Pei Jin's tone was very sincere.

"Brother Pei is right. Having said that, if Miss Xiangrong could practice, which path would she want to join?" Su Budu first agreed with Pei Jin's words, and then changed the subject and asked Hua Xiangrong.

This topic was changed so abruptly.Hua Xiangrong glanced at him and felt that this person sometimes talked too much.

"Cangzhou Hua's family is a family of swordsmen. It's natural for Xiang Rong to follow the teachings of his predecessors, learn swordsmanship, and enter the art of swordsmanship." She replied.

"The art of swordsmanship is not easy. It requires great perseverance and great opportunities. I admire this girl for her lofty ambitions," Su Budu said.

"Brother Su's words are true. The famous sword cultivators in the world, headed by Gu Chaosheng, all went through countless hardships before they finally achieved success, without exception." Pei Jin sighed.

"A hundred years ago, there was an exception." Su Budu said lightly.

"It didn't end well in the end." Hua Xiangrong seemed a little tired, put one hand on her head and said casually.

Her tone sounded like emotion, but also like ridicule, and there was also some indescribable sadness.Like the cold rain at night.

The three of them were silent for a moment until the caravan boss knocked on the door again and broke the silent atmosphere.

"You three, you can come down and eat," he said.

"It's been a busy day today, let's go eat first." Pei Jin stood up first and said to the two people.

The three of them went down together, and the food and wine were already placed on the table.

"These are all specialties of Bingzhou. Especially this wine, called Qianqiu Zui, is famous all over the world." The caravan boss said. "Is this Qianqiu Zui?" Pei Jin asked in surprise.

"Exactly, the three of you are in a good mood today."

Qianqiu Zui is the most famous symbol of Bingzhou, even more famous than Qihe Hall in Hegui and Liufenghuixue in Mianyang.Yiling can become the most prosperous place in the three counties of Bingzhou. In addition to the beauties of Jiyue Tower, the wine of Qiansui Tower also plays an important role.

It is said that Qianqiu Zui was brewed by a monk who entered Taoism through wine. He called himself the "immortal of wine" and said that the most important thing in life was drinking, and vowed to taste all the fine wines in the world.This Qianqiu Zui was brewed after he had some enlightenment after tasting all the fine wine.

Although there is no way to verify the authenticity of the legend, this Qianqiu Zui is ranked among the top ten fine wines in the world.It is said that if you pass by Yiling and don't see the beauties in Jiyue Tower and drink Qianqiu Drunk in Qiansui Tower, your trip will be in vain.

"So, our trip was a complete success. We met beauties and drank fine wine," Su Budu said.

"Mr. Su's words are reasonable. It's just that beauty is beautiful, but it can hurt others." Hua Xiangrong continued what he said.

The three people laughed in unison.

The food at Duofu Inn is delicious, both in terms of ingredients and taste.

"It's a pity that the boss of Chitose Building was injured, otherwise the three of them would have been able to taste their craftsmanship." The caravan boss said to the three of them with some regret.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Su Budu waved his hand and said.

After taking away the food, there were only two jars of Qianqiu Zui left on the table.

"Here, let's have a drink." Pei Jin poured wine for Hua Xiangrong and Su Budu, and filled it himself.

Hua Xiangrong also drank Qianqiu drunk several times in her previous life, but unfortunately time passed so long that she had forgotten the taste of wine.Now when I taste it again, I feel that this wine is really as its name suggests. After drinking it, it feels like a thousand years have passed, and I have been drunk, giving birth to the sadness of "all the sages in ancient times are lonely, only the drinkers leave their names."

Does this glass of wine really have such magic power?Hua Xiangrong thought to herself.It actually made me feel like "life is like a dream, and there is so much joy".

"Here, drink again." This time it was Su Budu. He filled the empty glass with wine and raised it again.

Just like this, the three of them drank one cup after another, under the flickering candlelight, and under the sound of autumn rain falling quietly outside the window.

Guanshan is difficult to cross, who is sad for those who lost their way?Meet by chance, full of guests from other places.

The night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Hua Xiangrong woke up.She felt her head still hurt a little.Last night, after the three of them drank two jars of wine, they went upstairs to sleep.

The "immortal of wine" once said that being drunk for thousands of years does not intoxicate people, but only the heart.If you have to get drunk and have a dream, even if you only have a good time for a moment, why not?
On this point alone, Jiuzhongxian must have deceived people.Hua Xiangrong did not have a sweet dream, but a nightmare.

She smiled and shook her head, thinking that the ancients were right, yesterday was like death, and recalling the past was more of a cocoon.After all, Feng Yuqing has been dead for 100 years.

She freshened up briefly, put on an ebony hairpin, put the dagger close to her body, changed into a light blue dress, put the treasure bag in her inner garment, and came downstairs.

Pei Jin and Su Budu were already standing downstairs.Pei Jin is still dressed in white brocade clothes, with East China Sea warm jade hanging around his waist.Su Budu was still dressed in a green shirt, dressed as a scholar, and waved a folding fan in his hand.The only difference is that he changed his fan.

It was originally a splash-ink landscape painting, but now it has become a red plum painting.

The plum blossoms are beautifully painted, lifelike, and the red color is rich but not kitsch. Instead, it makes people feel a kind of tenacity and pride.At first glance, it looks like it was made by a famous artist.

"I wonder what the origin of the red plum picture on Brother Su's fan is?" Pei Jin obviously noticed his fan.

"We will set off to Mianyang. This fan of mine was made by a great painter in Mianyang." Su Budu replied.

"Mr. Su is talking about Master Wu Su, who is known as a master of painting?" Hua Xiangrong asked as he walked away.

"I didn't expect that Miss Xiangrong also knows calligraphy and painting. Yes, this red plum painting was given by Master Wu Su himself." Su Budu said.

There are three unique features in Bingzhou: the drunkenness of Qianqiu, the flowing wind returning to the snow, and the Crane Hall.This Liufenghuixue refers to a villa owned by Wu Su in Mianyang.Many people went to Liufenghuixue to ask Wu Su for paintings, but very few received them.

"I wonder how Brother Su obtained the authentic work of Master Wu Su?" Pei Jin asked.

"I played a song for him in exchange." Su Budu replied.

It seems as if the sun is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.Wu Su is a person who still likes to be arty.

Along the way, first Shui Shengyan, then Gu Chaosheng, and now Wu Su.I want to see my old friend even if I don’t want to see him.

Wu Su entered Taoism through painting and became a unique painting practitioner in the world. The flowers he painted each have their own merits and are graceful.

In order to win Hua Wuxue's favor, he spent a year traveling to all the places where begonias were grown in the world, observing and copying, and finally drew an unprecedented picture of begonias in autumn and gave it to her.

However, Hua Wuxue practiced natural swordsmanship, which was about having no desires and no demands, so she just thanked him lightly and turned around to leave, completely ignoring his kindness.

This picture of autumn begonias should still be with Wu Su, placed in the drifting wind and snow.

"Everyone is ready, let's set off." The owner of the caravan said.

So the group left Yiling and headed for Mianyang.

　Thanks to Comrade Li Bai for his nickname and poetry, and to Comrade Wang Bo for his special appearance.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)