Chapter 178: I don't see the common people, I only think of your safety
Chapter 178: I don't see the common people, I only think of your safety
Two hundred miles north of Siguo Cliff, there is an unnamed mountain.
There is something strange about this mountain.
To the south, there are towering ancient trees, green shades, singing birds and fragrant flowers, a scene of vigorous vitality and flourishing development.
The mountain face is full of steep cliffs, overlapping layers of rocks, and there is almost no grass except for a few strange pine trees growing in the cracks of the mountain.
After the floating clouds rose for more than a hundred feet, they reached the northern slope of the mountain, where there was a terrace covered with fragrant grass and orchids. It was neither in the sky nor on the ground, and was surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a water curtain cave hidden behind a waterfall.
This mysterious place is like the eye of a Tai Chi fish.
It is a pity that there is no iron bridge to lead them, so apart from birds, ordinary monkeys may not have the chance to see it.
At dawn that day, the red light of the rising sun penetrated through the clouds and fell into the cave.
The woman in the white dress woke up from the bed and opened her eyes. The ceiling of the cave was a smooth stone wall, and the "bed" under her was even more amazing. It was actually a piece of jade about ten feet long. It was split in the middle with a knife and an axe, revealing a jade surface as smooth as a mirror.
The jade surface is white and crystal clear, with some cloud-like flocs in between.
There is a rumor that lying on a jade bed will keep one from feeling the heat in summer and the cold in winter, and one will be free from dust and avoid all diseases.
This is certainly a slight exaggeration.
She lifted the thin satin quilt covering her body and walked out of the cave. Although she was on a cliff in the mountains, there was soft grass under her feet and the fragrance of flowers, as if she was strolling in the woods. At the entrance of the cave, there was a half-moon shaped spring pool with a radius of two meters, and the spring water was still steaming.
A mere distance of two meters is nothing to the people in the martial arts world.
But considering that the person in the cave was seriously injured and had difficulty using his strength, someone took up half of an ancient tree and used it as a wooden bridge.
"It's out again. Is it a fish?"
The woman was walking on the wooden bridge. The dark shadow in the pool seemed to be disturbed and swam away quickly. She had encountered it several times before, but had never seen its true face, so she couldn't help feeling curious.
After walking across the wooden bridge, there is a crescent-shaped grassland several meters square outside the cave, which forms a circle with the crescent-shaped spring pool.
The cliff is over 200 feet high. If you fall down from it, even a head of iron and a brain of bronze will be smashed to pieces.
There seemed to be no one between heaven and earth.
There is a stone table and three stone benches on the meadow.
Hua Jian sat on a stone bench and looked at the stone wall behind him. Someone had carved a few lines of large, flamboyant characters with a long sword.
"Not seeing myself."
"I don't see the common people."
“No heaven or earth.”
Taken separately, it seems a bit too highbrow, cynical, and self-imprisoned.
She looked up at the rising sun in the sky again. As it continued to rise, its initial red color gradually faded. After experiencing life and death, Hua Jian was still the same Hua Jian, her personality was still calm and open-minded, but her state of mind had added a bit of real peace.
"Whoosh..."
There was a black dot on the cliff. With a slight tap, it could jump more than ten feet high. After nine leaps, the man passed through the clouds and landed in the secret realm. From the perspective of the people inside, it looked like an old immortal who had never appeared in the world riding on the clouds.
Hua Jian stood up and saluted, "Senior Feng."
Feng Qingyang placed the cakes he bought from the market outside the mountain on the stone table and said, "Miss Hua, you woke up quite early today."
Hua Jian said: "Thank you, Senior Feng. I feel I am getting better day by day."
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise my efforts would be in vain. There is one more thing I didn't tell you before. Zhang Yu left something for you before he left. It is extremely cold and it is not suitable for you to keep it with you. I just happen to have a use for it. I will return it to you after your heart meridians are 80% restored."
When she first came to this secret place, she could only stay awake for one hour a day. As her heart meridians were gradually reconnected, this time was constantly extended. Now she can stay awake for three hours. If she forcefully holds on beyond this time, she will become exhausted and her blood circulation will flow backwards.
Hua Jian asked, "What is it?"
"A dagger."
Hua Jian understood that when the master left, he left behind the "Hanyuan Dagger". Feng Qingyang wanted to borrow it, and she had no objection. The other party was a hermit and a master, and he would definitely not refuse to return it.
"Thank you for your hard work these days, Senior Feng."
"I promised Zhang Yu that I would do my best to treat you."
Feng Qingyang glanced at the sun and saw that it was still early, so he did not rush to reconnect Hua Jian's heart meridian. He grabbed the crooked-mouthed wine gourd and slowly drank the "Drunk Breeze".
Each time after reconnecting part of the heart meridian, she would have to fall asleep and recuperate.
Long-term deep sleep can easily lead to depression and mental weakness, which is not conducive to physical recovery.
Hua Jian hesitated for a while, then asked, "Sir...what is he going to do for Senior Feng?"
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Are you worried that he owes the old lady a favor, or that he has to pay a price?" Hua Jian nodded slightly.
"I told you long ago that on Feifeng Bridge, one life for another, this deal was fair."
"Senior Feng, is this really fair?"
Hua Jian was still worried, as she was a smart person.
Although we don't know Feng Qingyang's exact origins, we can say that he can move freely between cliffs hundreds of feet high. His level of martial arts skills is beyond human ability.
When he reconnected his own heart meridian, his internal energy was almost colorless and formless, boundless and endless.
Even if such a person promised at the moment, how could he go through so much trouble to give up his secret place for cultivation for several months in a row and fly back and forth on the cliffs every day just to heal himself.
Hua Jian thought about it for many days. It was hard to believe that Senior Feng had spent so much time and energy on this, unless he had some other intentions towards Zhang Yu.
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "You don't believe it?"
There was a firmness in her almond-shaped eyes, and the meaning was very clear: if she didn't make it clear, she was unwilling to continue treating the injury.
Feng Qingyang was a little worried when he saw this. A person can only walk half a hundred steps, not to mention that she has not yet reached the 50th step. The damage to her heart meridians is unusual. If she loses her will to live, even with the protection of the Great Ring Pill and the guidance of the Grandmaster, there is no way to save her.
"Miss Hua is indeed a smart person. What a pity. Why should you tie your life to others? You know, if you don't see yourself, how can you see the world? How can you see the world?"
Feng Qingyang looked at the words he had carved on the stone wall in a moment of high spirits on the day he mastered martial arts.
The Grand Master has a three-story building.
The second floor is called "Tongxuan".
Hua Jian also looked at the stone wall. It turned out that the three lines of words were read in a row: "I don't see myself, I don't see the world, I don't see the heaven and earth."
She said slowly: "I don't want to see the common people, nor do I want to see the world. I just want him to be well from now on."
Feng Qingyang heard this and chuckled, "Do you really have to know?"
Hua Jian nodded.
She is a person with a gentle appearance but a strong heart. Once she makes a decision, she will jump off a cliff that is a hundred feet high. Feng Qingyang saw this in her and taught her the "Flying Skull" sword when they were at Ping'an Inn.
Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "To put it simply, there is a bandit and a thief on Kunlun Mountain. They stole a treasure from martial artists all over the world. I really want to take it back and return it to this aging martial arts world."
Hua Jian was surprised and asked, "Could it be that Senior Lian Feng is no match for those two?"
"Thirteen years ago, I thought I had perfected the way of the sword, so I invited a few friends to Kunlun to fight against one of them. We managed to fight to a draw. If it weren't for the suspicion between the two of them, who were worried that we would be doomed and taken advantage of by the other side, I'm afraid..."
Feng Qingyang didn't say anything else, his meaning was self-evident.
Hua Jian frowned and said, "But even Senior Feng...can't win, what can my master do?"
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Zhang Yu is an anomaly! He has the chance to break through the shackles of the innate and enter the realm of the Grandmaster. When we go to Kunlun again, we will have an extra helper. If you really want to say that I have a purpose or selfish motive, it must be this."
Hua Jian was puzzled and asked, "What does that have to do with Senior Feng saving me?"
"That day you died for him at Feifeng Bridge, he would definitely kill Yue Buqun, otherwise he would not be able to face me. But if he kills Yue Buqun, he will not be able to face Yue Lingshan. Caught between the two dilemmas, I am afraid that this young man will lose his mind, so I have to find a solution that satisfies both sides."
During that time, Yue Lingshan often came to Ping'an Inn and often went out with Zhang Yu, playing everywhere in the wind and snow. Anyone with a normal height could guess their relationship. Hua Jian felt that the adults were willing to break up with Yue Lingshan for his sake, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
She asked again, "Senior Feng said that you are an anomaly?"
Feng Qingyang sighed softly, "Perhaps this is the way of heaven. Those two men built a dam on the Kunlun ancestral vein, but there were always a few fish that slipped through the net, rushed down the mountain, and roamed the world."
"Originally, I found one. The old man from Wudang was lucky enough to find one. It is said that the divine monk from Yanglong Temple in the Western Regions also found one. I thought there was no more, but Zhang Yu is really an outlier among outliers."
General Hua thought for a moment, and finally said: "I can understand some of what Senior Feng said, but I can't understand some of it. I beg Senior Feng to promise me one thing."
Feng Qingyang said: "You say."
Hua Jian said solemnly: "One day in the future, when the master reaches the Grandmaster level, I hope that Senior Feng will not force him to go to Kunlun."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and chuckled, "Of course it is so. If he doesn't want to, you can't threaten him with your kindness in saving Hua, right? I don't want to do that kind of thing."
Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine, looked at Hua Jian and said, "However, since Miss Hua has made a request, I also have a request."
Hua Jian said: "Senior Feng, please speak."
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "I have wasted seventy years of my life without any successor. I would like to accept Miss Hua as a registered disciple. What do you think? You can call me Master alone. It has nothing to do with Huashan Sect, and there are no sect rules to restrict you."
He was a solitary person who liked to be alone, otherwise he would not have stayed in Huashan for more than 40 years. Except for a few times when he went out to see old friends, he practiced in seclusion in the "Tai Chi Fish Eye" all year round. Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would rather be with the monkeys and deer in the mountains than to see the disciples of Huashan.
Hua Jian was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he agreed.
For ordinary people in the martial arts world, being able to worship under such a great master is undoubtedly a blessing earned in three lifetimes.
Her idea was simple: "I need to practice sword skills well so that I can catch up with the adults."
(End of this chapter)