Chapter 33: I'm going to search for weapons

Chu Wanning's consciousness was shattered by the sudden kiss, and he didn't realise what Mo Ran was muttering.

Mo Ran, however, was so lighthearted that he mumbled a few words and fell back asleep.

""

Chu Wanning tried to nudge him awake.

But outside the window by the couch, a begonia tree was in full bloom. Just as Chu Wanning's hand rose, a pale pink begonia fell lightly on the tip of Mo Ran's nose.

""

Mo Ran sniffled a little, but she was sleeping soundly and didn't wake up. The hand that had been reaching out to push the man changed direction, and Chu Wanning plucked the begonia and squeezed it between his fingers.

While looking at the flowers, he was lost in thought, and slowly, more or less, he remembered.

I vaguely remember that it was Mo Ran who cleaned his wounds and gave him the soup yesterday.

Then later, Mo Ran seemed to hug herself, stroking her hair and back through the long night, murmuring in her ear.

Chu Wanning was dazed for a moment, thinking that this was his dream.

But the tips of her ears are unconsciously scarlet, like the brilliant colour of a begonia resting on her fingertips, when the flowers are in full bloom.

The words of rebuke were swallowed hard.

It's really hard to know what to curse.

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Sounds like a lost young woman.

"Get out of bed, who told you to sleep in my place."

Sounds like a lost shrew.

"How dare you kiss me."

In fact, it was just a touch of lips, not really a kiss compared to the time in the illusionary world, and to be catty about it would be to appear to be trying to cover it up.

""

Not knowing what to do, Elder Yu Heng could only roll halfway on the bed in silence, burying his face in the bedding. Long, thin fingers gripped the corners of the blanket, slightly annoyed and irritated.

In the end he chose to break Mo Ran's arms and legs and sat up to clean himself up before shaking the other man awake.

So when Mo Ran opened his sleepy eyes, he saw Elder Yu Heng sitting on the edge of his bed, with his inscrutable and aloof face.

Cold sweat came down instantly.

"Master me."

Chu Wanning said indifferently, "You broke my flower soul boundary yesterday."

"I didn't mean to do it."

"That's all." Chu Wanning was very cool, and waved his sleeve as if nothing had happened, "Get up. Go to your morning class."

Mo Ran was cracking up, rubbing his hair a little anxiously, "How did I sleep here"

"Tired." Chu Wanning was calm, "You look like you had a long day yesterday."

He said, glancing over the medicine jars on the table, and added, "In future, do not barge into the red lotus water pavilion without permission, and report to me in advance if you need anything."

"Yes, Master."

"Off you go."

Fairy Tramper felt she had got her life back and scurried away.

When he had gone, Chu Wanning lay back on the bed, lifting her hand and opening her palm, looking out of the window through the gap between her fingertips at the splendid flowers, the wind blowing them down and the fragrant snow.

The soft hue of the begonias is like a fragmented memory of last night.

Very light, yet hard to distinguish from the real thing.

He decided to beat a dead horse and not to bring up yesterday's events of his own accord.

It's so embarrassing

Elder Yu Heng is a man who cherishes his face, not his life. When Mo Ran saw Chu Wanning again a few days later, Elder Yu Heng was still relaxed, calm, dignified and dressed in white.

Neither of them mentions the snuggle that night. Only occasionally did Mo Ran's eyes seem to linger on Chu Wanning's body for a little while longer when their eyes met, before habitually chasing Shi Mei away again.

And what about Chu Wanning?

When he caught Mo Ran's eye, he would immediately turn his head away icily. And then, seemingly unnoticed, he would glance at them again.

Xue Zhengyong soon learned of Chu Wanning's fine.

As expected, the venerable lord of the top of death and life was protective and immediately lashed out in a big way. But it was inappropriate for him to lash out at anyone, so he could only shut the door and sulk with himself.

I should have known that when the rules were first laid down, a rule should have been added: the law is not as good as the elders.

Madam Wang made a pot of tea and spoke to him in a gentle voice for a long time, but Xue Zhengyong was relieved of her anger, but still said, "Elder Yu Heng is stubborn by nature, so if he acts like this again, you must help me to persuade him. He is a master of the Upper Fairy World, a master that those sects could not even ask for, and yet he suffers like this in my place.

Mrs. Wang said, "It's not that I didn't persuade him, you know Elder Yu Heng, he's a stickler for things."

Xue Zhengyong said, "It's just a matter of time, Niangzi, bring me some of those pain-relieving medicines you mixed, I'll go and see Yu Heng."

"Take the white one internally and apply the red one externally." Lady Wang handed Xue Zhengyong two small Yueyao porcelain vases and went on to say, "I heard from Mo Ran that Elder Yu Heng has been rubbing lions at Naihe Bridge these days, you should be able to find him there."

Xue Zhengyong then took the porcelain vase with him and ran all the way to the vicinity of the Jade Bridge.

Chu Wanning is indeed there, in the late afternoon, when the disciples are busy with their own practice and few pass by Naihe Bridge. Chu Wanning is the only one standing alone on the jade ribbon of the bridge, standing tall and tall in his own way.

The two banks of the forest are lined with leaves, and the white clothes and bamboo are a gentleman's gesture.

Xue Zhengyong walked over and laughed cheerfully, " Elder Yu Heng, are you enjoying the fish?"

Chu Wanning turned his face sideways, "Your Holiness is joking, this river leads to the waters of the Yellow Spring in the Ghost World, how can there be fish?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding with you. You're more elegant than funny, you won't get a daughter-in-law if you go on like this."

Chu Wanning :""

"Here, the wound medicine, my mother mixed it. White for internal use, red for external application. It's very useful. Here you go."

"" Chu Wanning did not want it, but seeing that Xue Zhengyong was quite proud of it, and seemed to cherish the medicine his wife had made, he could not refuse it, so he took it and said, "Thank you."

Xue Zhengyong was a rough man, but he was a bit restrained in the face of Chu Wanning, and he did not dare to communicate easily about many things, so he thought for a while before picking a topic: " Yu Heng, in three years' time the Lingshan Mountain Sword Discussion will take place. What do you think of Xue Meng and Mo Ran's chances of winning?"

Chu Wanning said, "It's hard to say what will happen in three years' time. All I can say is that right now, Mo Ran is not looking for advancement and Xue Meng is arrogant and conceited. They are not what they should be."

He speaks dryly and meanly, without beating around the bush.

Xue Zhengyong, her face a little embarrassed, muttered, "Oh, kids."

Chu Wanning said, "It's not too young to be a weakling."

Xue Zhengyong: "That's true, but they're only 20 years old, so I'm a father and an uncle, so I'm always biased, haha."

Chu Wanning: "If a son does not teach, his father is at fault, and if a teacher is not strict, he is lazy. If these two go down the wrong path in the future, it will be your responsibility and mine, how can we be partial?"

""

Chu Wanning added: "Your Holiness remembers that the Linyi School of Confucianism had also produced two great sons."

When he mentioned this, Xue Zhengyong's heart sank.

More than twenty years ago, the Linyi Confucianism School, the largest school in the Upper Fairy World, had a pair of brothers who were both young and gifted, and they were able to subdue a hundred-year-old demon at the age of ten.

But one mountain does not allow two tigers, and as they were both great men, they ended up in sibling rivalry. At the Lingshan Mountain Sword Talk, the younger brother was despised by the school and spurned by his predecessors for spying on his brother's tantric arts. Immediately after the tournament, the younger brother was severely punished by his father, who was too proud to be frustrated, and from then on he held a grudge, specialising in the ways of trickery and eventually degenerating into a heartless demon.

Chu Wanning's mentioning of this old incident at this time was undoubtedly intended to tell Xue Zhengyong that although Xue Meng and Mo Ran were excellent, what was more important than magical skills was heart.

Unfortunately, Xue Zhengyong was strict with himself and serious with his disciples, but he was only confused with his son and nephew, to the point of coddling them, so he did not listen to Chu Wanning's words, but only snorted and said, "With Elder Yu Heng's guidance, they will not follow the same path as those brothers. "

Chu Wanning shakes his head.

"Human nature is stubborn, and it is not easy to change unless you are determined."

When he said this, Xue Zhengyong was a little uneasy, not knowing whether Chu Wanning had something to say. After a moment's hesitation, he could not help but say, " Yu Heng, are you not a bit ugh, as I said, don't be angry, are you not a bit looking down on my nephew".

Chu Wanning didn't mean it that way. He didn't expect Xue Zhengyong to misunderstand so much, so he choked for a moment.

Xue Zhengyong said worriedly, "I'm not particularly concerned about whether they'll be able to make a name for themselves in three years' time. I hope you don't dislike him because he was brought up in a restaurant. I hope you won't dislike him because he was brought up in a restaurant. "Alas, he is the only blood left in the world by my elder brother, and I feel guilty about him.

Chu Wanning interrupted Xue Zhengyong and said, "Your Holiness is mistaken, I do not look down on him. If I minded Mo Ran's origins, why would I be willing to accept him as my disciple?"

Xue Zhengyong was delighted to see his straightforwardness and strong tone of voice: "That's good, that's good."

Chu Wanning's gaze fell back to the river running below the bridge, and he watched the waves rise and clash, saying nothing more. It is a pity that their conversation on the bridge, Chu Wanning's confession, was as easily swallowed up by the waves as it had been in his previous life.

His "no disdain" for Mo Ran was not heard by a third person.

The three months of grounding passed in a flash.

On that day Chu Wanning summoned the three disciples to the red lotus water pavilion and said, "Your spiritual nuclei have all been secured, so I have summoned you here today to take you to Xuyin Mountain to try to summon your weapons."

Both Xue Meng and Shi Mei's eyes widened and their faces were overwhelmed with joy at hearing these words.

Xuyin Mountain is a sacred mountain in Upper Fairy World, with a height of 1,000 feet and a wall of 10,000 feet.

According to legend, Xuyin Mountain was once the place where Gouchen Shanggong, the god of heaven, forged his swords. Gouchen Shanggong was the god of war, in charge of the north and south celestial poles, and ruled the world's blades.

Gouchen Shanggong used the mountains as a base, the lake and the sea as a pool, and his own divine blood as a blazing fire to forge the first "sword" in the true sense of the word, a sword that would strike the earth with a single blow, splitting the divine realm in two and causing the sea to flow backwards.

The Heavenly Emperor took the "sword" and in two strokes suppressed the demons under the earth, never to rise again.

And those two strokes cut across the frontiers of earth, splitting two hideous deep gorges. After this battle, the heavens rained corn, the ghosts cried at night, the floods thundered, and it poured down for a thousand years, and the two deep gullies cut by those two divine swords were filled with rain, and thus became the Yangtze River with which countless beings were nurtured.

Xuyin Mountain, where the divine sword broke through the world, has become a sacred place of worship for future generations of immortals. The aura left behind by the ancient gods is so strong that to this day, the mountains are still home to numerous mysterious spirits and exotic flowers and plants. Numerous cultivators have also discovered the Great Way at Xuyin Mountain and have ascended through the tribulation.

But for the world, the greatest attraction of this wondrous peak, where Excalibur was forged, remains its 'Jin Chengchi'.

It is a pool of ice at the top of Xuyin Mountain, which is frozen all year round.

Legend has it that Gouchen Shanggong cut his hand and squeezed his own divine blood into it to create the sword, and that one of the drops of blood splashed down in a low spot at the top of the peak.

Whether the rumour is true or not, the Jin Chengchi is no fiction. It is frozen three feet all year round, but a very few Taoist priests can use the power of their spiritual nuclei to make the water melt temporarily, and an ancient beast will leap out of the pond with a blade in its mouth and offer it to the people on the shore.

Xue Meng asked impatiently, "Master, what ancient beast did you leap out of when you took Shenwu"

Chu Wanning said, "Kun Peng."

When Xue Meng heard this, an eager light shone in her eyes: "Great, I can meet Kun Peng now."

Mo Ran scoffed, "Wait until you've melted the lake first."

"What do you mean you think I can't melt Jincheng Lake?"

Mo Ran laughed, "Gee, what's the anger, I didn't say that."

Chu Wanning said, "It is not always the kunpeng that brings weapons from the lake. It is said that there are more than a hundred sacred beasts living in Jincheng Lake, guarding the spirit of Shenwu. And these beasts are of different temperaments and will ask you for all sorts of things, and if you cannot fulfil them, they will return to the bottom of the lake with their weapons in their hands."

Xue Meng wondered, "That's how it is. Then, Master, what did Kun Peng ask of you at that time?"

Chu Wanning said, "It said it wanted to eat a meat bun."

The three disciples froze for a moment and all laughed, and Xue Meng haha said, "I was scared to death, I thought it was something difficult."

Chu Wanning also smiled lightly and said, "It's just good luck. These divine beasts have strange and odd requests for everything, and I have also heard of someone who summoned a Xi rat, the little rat asked the man to marry his wife to it, and when the man did not agree, the Xi rat went away again with his weapon in his hand, and since then the man has never had the chance to get Shenwu."

Shi Mei muttered, "That's a shame."

Chu Wanning looked at him and said, "What a pity I respect him as a gentleman."

Shi Mei was busy saying, "Master misunderstood, that is not what I meant. A hairy wife naturally cannot be exchanged for a more powerful weapon, I just regret that he has missed out on such a divine weapon in this way."

Chu Wanning said, "This is just a rumour, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet such a person. Many years ago at Jincheng Lake, I did see what it means to have a horrible heart and dirty my eyes."

He paused, as if recalling something, and his brow was vaguely more than a little gloomy.

"It's not worth mentioning. Over the past few thousand years, I don't know how many hearts have been witnessed on the edge of Jin Chengchi, and how many people have been exposed to the coldness of the world. In front of Shenwu, how many people can give up the chance to become an immortal and stick to their hearts without hesitation?"

Chu Wanning sneered twice, as if the memory of something had touched his scales, his expression gradually indifferent down, his lips finally pursed, shutting his mouth. His brow furrowed slightly, and he looked as if he felt a little sickened.

"Master, they say that Jin Chengchi's Shenwu has its own temperament, so did it work well for you at first?

Chu Wanning lifted his eyes and faintly: "I have three Shenwu, which one do you say"