Chapter 164: Never leave the same origin

Chapter 164: Never leave the same origin

Chapter 164: Never leave the same origin
Broken. A master.

Li Wuxiang realized that he had just made a stupid mistake. Now that he no longer had that unbearable pain in his body, he was like a person who had been extremely sleepy before and had a good sleep. He suddenly realized that many things that he had ignored and taken for granted when his mind was in a fuzzy state suddenly became clear.

There are six hundred-year-old Sanhua Juding in the yard. How could the blind old woman guarding the garden be an ordinary person?

He turned slowly and looked down.

The old woman was standing at the foot of the tree, but she didn’t look up. Instead, she tilted her face slightly, just like a blind man trying to listen.

Is she really blind or just pretending to be blind?

Several thoughts raced through his mind, but he decided not to flee or attack immediately. First, he didn't know how powerful this person was or what magic weapon he had. Second, from what she had just said, it seemed that she didn't have any strong hostility.

"Old man, I was injured before, so I had no choice but to do this. It's not..." Li Wuxiang thought for a while, "Okay, he is indeed a thief. But when my injury heals, I will definitely return it to you."

The old woman seemed to smile: "It is indeed a little monkey, who likes to talk in the tree."

Li Wuxiang jumped down from the tree and landed two steps away from her. He knew she might not be able to see him, but he still bowed and said, "Sorry."

The old woman nodded and said, "It's not that my garden can't be used for people. Some of the animals are injured or greedy, and they come here to steal something. I don't care. But you, little monkey, stole so much. What kind of injury did you get?"

Li Wuxiang immediately thought of the giant python - judging from its previous behavior, it should be familiar with the garden and was not afraid of the restrictions. Was it the one that the old woman mentioned as "hurt" or "greedy"?
If you look at it this way... Li Wuxiang felt that this person had become a little safer.

He sighed and said, "I was... well, I guess I got stabbed."

The old woman took a small step towards him and stretched out her hand: "Let me feel it and see if you are lying or not?"

Li Wuxiang looked at her hand, then at the black cat sitting beside him, hesitated for a moment, took a big step forward, and held her wrist.

The flying sword was ready to go in his belly, and by holding his wrist, he could control the meridians at any time. A cultivator would not be as immobilized as a martial artist if their meridians were controlled, but he would still lose the upper hand. She could come to him silently, so she must have some cultivation, so the action of extending her hand just now was to gain his trust, or it could be that she was careless and underestimated the enemy, but his current state was not suitable for another fierce fight, so he simply took the risk.

"The wound is here." Li Wuxiang slowly placed her fingers on the wound on his chest and touched along the edge. The old woman's fingers did not move until they had slid across the entire wound, then she suddenly bent her fingers slightly.

She touched the gold wire a little, and Li Wuxiang immediately took a step back and released her wrist.

"You are seriously injured." The old woman nodded, "No wonder you stole so much. Little monkey, let me ask you, you saw the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head just now, why didn't you take it?"

"Those are good things. If I steal a little from each medicinal tree, no one should notice. But if I take those things, I'm afraid you will be distressed, old man, and you may even be punished."

"Oh... so you just stood outside the window and looked around and then left because you felt sorry for me, an old man? You're a pretty nice person."

Unable to tell whether she was sincere or just being sarcastic, Li Wuxiang fell silent.

The old woman put her hands into her sleeves and sighed, "Alas, these common herbs can't cure the wound on your body. You are the leader of Ranshan Sect, and you have to go to other people's herb garden to steal medicine. It's others who should feel sorry for you."

Li Wuxiang planted his feet firmly on the ground, ready to take off at any time. The power of his elixir was immediately concentrated on the flying sword, ready to go!

However, after a while, the surroundings were still quiet, and no one was ambushing. The black cat did not move, and the old woman turned around and waved at him: "Come with me, you can't do this, alas, a good thing, look, it's almost ruined, come, come here, I'll help you fix it."

She raised her foot and walked away slowly, but Li Wuxiang stood still and asked in a deep voice: "Senior, who are you? Why are you helping me?"

The old woman paused for a moment and said, "Didn't I tell you? Of course I am from the Tianxin Sect."

After she said this, she paused and said, "Oh, is there a fight going on outside? Why are you like this?"

Li Wuxiang was stunned—she doesn’t know what’s happening outside?

"Yes. A fight broke out."

"It can't be that the Thirty-Six Sects are fighting each other, right?"

"No. But it's worse than that."

The old woman stopped, seeming to be thinking about something. But after a while, she just sighed: "That's fine. Well, I am from the Tianxin Sect, and you have the golden entanglement, so you must be the leader of Ranshan Sect, right? Of course, the thirty-six sects must help each other - isn't this true outside now?"

Li Wuxiang stood there in silence for a while, exhaled, and followed: "That's quite elegant. Thank you very much."

He followed the old woman through the medicinal woods and returned to the thatched cottage. This time he walked towards it from the front and found that there was a small courtyard in front of the cottage - surrounded by a sparse wooden fence, and there was a stone well in the courtyard.

The old woman stopped in front of the thatched cottage and turned around: "Call me again."

Li Wuxiang did not hesitate, and gently held the hand she handed over, and placed it on his wound. The old woman's fingers slid through the wound, lightly touching the golden entanglement, and then retracted: "Are you fighting with the Xuan Sect?"

She knew who hurt her by looking at the wound. Li Wuxiang nodded: "Yes."

The old woman said nothing more, but sighed again and pointed to the east of the courtyard: "There is a river over there, go catch some fish."

Li Wuxiang didn't ask any more questions, just said, "Okay."

Walking past a nursery on the east side of the courtyard, he saw the river the old woman had mentioned. It was shallow and narrow, with lush grass on both sides. There were fish swimming in the river, small in size, about the thickness of a thumb, suspended in the clear water, looking like they were sleeping. He lay down on the shore and reached into the water.

His movements were as fast as lightning, but the hovering fish's movements were even faster, twisting slightly to avoid it, and then swimming away. Li Wuxiang thought he was just unlucky, so he tried a few more times, and then found that this fish might also be nourished by the medicinal power of the garden and was not an ordinary creature. His golden elixir was like an ordinary person trying to catch an ordinary fish in front of this spiritual fish.

He was too lazy to try again, so he crawled out of his clothes and jumped into the water, then he ripped open the wound on his chest, jumped forward and stood up again - his chest and abdomen were full of water, and there were three small fish running around in the water. He spit out the water and the other two, put on his clothes again, spit out the third one into his hands, and walked back to the thatched cottage.

The old woman and the black cat were still waiting in the yard. When they saw him coming back, the old woman nodded and said, "Young people are really quick. Come on, put the fish in."

She pointed to the well beside her, and Li Wuxiang did as she was told and threw the fish in his hand into it.

The old woman slowly sat down beside the stone well and gently patted her legs with her hands: "What's the situation outside?"

Li Wuxiang thought about it and also sat down cross-legged on the ground opposite her: "The Taiyi Sect and the Liubu Xuan Sect are fighting, and the Taiyi Sect leader Jiang Jie is dead. The Liubu Xuan Sect is going to expand its diocese and wants the thirty-six sects to ally with them. Looking at the situation, the swordsman of the Taiyi Sect might go to the Jiyou Sea."

"Jiang Jie..." The old woman opened her mouth in surprise, then remained silent for a moment, then smiled, "They have been fighting all the time, and every few days they say that Taiyi Sect is going to fail. After so many years of fighting, Taiyi Sect has never been truly destroyed. I don't think it will happen this time."

She seemed to have no ill feelings towards the swordsman. Li Wuxiang felt a little relieved and was about to speak when he heard a voice from the well.

It seemed like something was struggling, getting stronger and stronger, and then water began to splash out of the well. Then the water droplets turned into water splashes, rushing towards us. The ground was shaking slightly, as if there was something huge in the well, about to rush out!

The old woman stood up and said, "Come here, don't let it run away later."

Li Wuxiang stood up immediately and found that the old woman was not talking to him, but to the black cat next to him.

After hearing what was said, the black cat immediately jumped to the side of the well, stared into the well with its round golden eyes, lowered its body, and made an ambush posture before hunting.

Then, a huge head suddenly rushed out!

When Li Wuxiang saw this thing, he was immediately stunned.

He had been in this world for quite a while, and he had read the Anthology of Worldly Explanations, so he could be considered well-informed. The head that rushed out of the well was not something that only existed in this world, but also existed where he came from. However, he had never seen it where he came from, but now he saw it with his own eyes -

Its nose was like a dog's, and its nostrils were opening and closing vigorously, spewing out mist and steam. Its eyes were like a pair of huge golden bells, emitting golden light, illuminating almost the entire courtyard. Its horns were like those of a deer or coral, shining with colorful glimmers. Behind its neck was a thick mane that could not be soaked by water and danced violently in the rising mist. The pair of extremely long whiskers on its lips were also dancing in the air, pumping the air and making it crackle.

This is a dragon!
This is a dragon head!
The dragon seemed to want to rush out of the well. It opened its mouth and roared violently.

But at this moment, the black cat beside the well suddenly tilted its head, stared, raised its right paw, and hit the dragon's head countless times like lightning. The dragon let out a mournful cry, and suddenly lowered its head, as if it wanted to shrink back into the well.

But the black cat leaped up and landed on the dragon's head, and immediately grabbed its neck. The dragon's head was almost as thick as the well mouth, and it could swallow a person with its mouth open. The black cat stood on its head, as if a sparrow had landed on a person's head. But with its nose wrinkled and eyes squinted, the dragon's head was immediately placed on the stone platform beside the well, unable to move.

The old woman walked into the thatched cottage at this time, and when she came back, she was holding a pair of black iron scissors in her hand. She grabbed the two hanging dragon whiskers and cut them off with a few clicks, one to the left and one to the right.

As soon as the dragon's whiskers were gone, thick mist immediately gushed out from its seven orifices. When the mist dissipated, it turned into the fish that Li Wuxiang had just thrown in. The black cat held the fish in its mouth, raised its head, and ran to the foot of the wall like a pony.

The two whiskers were originally very long, but as soon as they left the dragon's head, they immediately became shorter and thinner. In a short time, they became two golden thin lines as long as the old woman's forearms. The old woman slowly wound the lines around her hands and waved to Li Wuxiang: "Come in, I'll fix it for you."

Li Wuxiang stood still and looked at the well. "Senior, excuse me...is your surname Jin, and your name Jin Zijiu?"

The old woman stopped in front of the door and turned to look at him: "Oh, I almost forgot my name."

Then she is indeed... the Supreme Sect Master of the Tianxin Sect, who possesses the true spirit of the Well-Born Immortal Guiyin Zhenjun! [Note 1]

The means she had just displayed were definitely not the magical powers of an ordinary cultivator... But how could she become like this? So old? Wasn't she the enshrined Supreme Sect Master? Why was she guarding the herb garden here?
When Li Wuxiang talked about the outside world before, he didn't mention his identity. But if she is really a golden girl and has such magical powers...

To hide it or not to hide it, to tell it or not to tell it?
She said before that the thirty-six sects should help each other, but she didn't seem to be very clear about what was happening outside. In the face of the survival of the Tianxin Sect, would she still uphold that kind of morality?
I, Li Wuxiang, am now wanted by both the Five Mountains True Form Sect and the Tianxin Sect.

But if he continued to hide it or didn't tell her... He went to Yulun Mountain, not only to rescue his fellow disciples, but also for the matter of the Netherworld Earth Mother. No matter how much the people of Tianxin Sect knew, it should not be as much as this Jin Zijiu. She has lived for more than 400 years and should have some memories of the Fairy in the Well. Maybe she can answer most of my doubts.

Li Wuxiang hesitated for a while and decided to first explain his identity and the whole story.

One reason is that he feels that Jin Zijiu may not be a "bad guy", and the other reason is an idea he has always had, about Jiang Jie.

He had not only told Jiang Jie about the matter of Zhou Ji, a soldier from the Coffin City, and Li Ke, a disciple of the Sword Sect, but he had also told Lou He and Mei Qiulu about it. However, both of them were safe and sound.

When I first mentioned them to Jiang Jie during the conversation, Jiang Jie was fine. It was only at the end when I wanted Jiang Jie to hear the story, and I told him about it bit by bit in a roundabout way, and Jiang Jie seemed to use his supernatural powers to listen hard, that the accident happened.

This seems to mean that the external evil that killed Jiang Jie would only attack someone who could really see through its own secrets.

What happened in Youjiuyuan was a tragedy, but this tragedy seemed to have become his means - it might not work on ordinary people, and would only be a threat to those with extremely high cultivation.

Jin Zijiu should be considered a person with extremely high cultivation, right? If the worst possibility came true, Li Wuxiang decided to try this method to find out whether his idea was right.
Therefore, he lowered his voice and said, "Senior, before I accept your kindness, there are some things I need to make clear to you - the people of the Five Mountains True Form Sect and the Tianxin Sect are trying to catch me. My name is Li Wuxiang, I am a swordsman, and I am the person you want."

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Note 1: See Chapter for details.

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