Chapter 235: Flowing Water and Falling Flowers, Each Drifting

Chapter 235: Flowing Water and Falling Flowers, Each Drifting

Chapter 235: Flowing Water and Falling Flowers, Each One Drifts Away

"Clap clap-"

The crowd applauded.

Fenyan Sanren also came back to his senses. He was not angry or embarrassed, but smiled at Cheng Xinzhan.
"Fellow Daoist Yunlai, you are truly a true man who never reveals his true colors. I am willing to admit defeat and drink three cups as punishment."

Cheng Xinzhan waved his hands repeatedly and said,

"Fellow Daoist Yunyan's sword power is like the rising red sun over the sea. The morning glow spreads a thousand miles across the sky, covering the sea and sky. It is meant to overwhelm the enemy like a tide and scare away thousands of troops. How can it be fully displayed on this small wine table? If it is used to wipe out the demons, my results will definitely not be as good as yours."

"Hahaha--"

Fenyan Sanren laughed, toasted Cheng Xinzhan again, and said,

"Although I know Yunlai is just a humble remark, I am still very happy."

Cheng Xinzhan clinked glasses with Fenyan Sanren, and felt that the personality of this female Sanren was indeed likable, and different from any woman he had ever met before. He drank the whole glass in one gulp and said,

"It's not a humble statement, it's the truth."

Flush-faced Sanren smiled and said with feeling,

"In the final analysis, it is still impossible to control the sword mist freely. However, I know someone whose sword mist is very powerful. It is as dazzling as the golden sun and as vast as the blue sea."

Cheng Xinzhan was curious and asked,
"Who is that sacred person?"

The flushed man said with a smile,

"Let me keep you in suspense for now. That person is very famous in Shu. Among the younger generation, no one can match him in the art of Jianxia. Yunlai and others will know the truth when they meet him in the future."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xinzhan stopped asking questions and just said okay.

At this time, the drunken man came to ask out of curiosity,
"Yunlai, please forgive me for being so nosy. Your sword-controlling skills seem to have a lot of flavor from the Xuanmen School in Shu, but I remember you once said that you have never been to Shu?"

Cheng Xinzhan had already thought of the words, so he said,
"I was so drunk that I forgot that I was from Gyeongju, where you can see all kinds of tricks from all over the world."

The drunken man nodded.
"That's right. Qingzhou is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. It is also a place that I, the Taoist, have always longed for. Li Tieguai and Zhang Guolao, two great swordsmen, have preached in Qingzhou. There is also Gong Qixia, the swordsman who founded a sect in Qiyun Mountain.

"These sword immortals often travel between Qingzhou and Bashu. It is also the place where the eastern part of Shenzhou has the closest connection with our western Shu. Over the years, there has been exchanges of swordsmanship."

Cheng Xinzhan was moved when he heard this. As the saying goes, the speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. It turns out that the connection between Xishu and Qingzhou is so close. Is it because of this foundation that Miaoyi Zhenren accepted Zhou Qingyun? Is that why Emei Mountain is so close to Huangshan Mountain?

The saying "the speaker is unintentional but the listener is intentional" also applies to others. After the drunken man finished speaking, the flushed man said in surprise,
“Is Yunlai from Qingzhou?”

Cheng Xinzhan looked at Flushless Man and nodded.
"Yes, what's so strange about it?"

"No."

Flush-faced Sanren shook his head and said,

"It's just that in recent years, I feel that there are more and more Qingzhou people in Shuzhong, and it seems that there are Qingzhou people in every sect."

Hearing this, Cheng Xinzhan was shocked again. Is there such a thing?
What does this mean?
The cultivators in Qingzhou have been leaving and moving to Western Shu.

This is digging up the roots of Gyeongju! It is also digging up the roots of the Eastern Dao Sect!
This is not an easy task, especially under the current situation of East-West confrontation. This is deliberately guided by the local sects in Gyeongju.

Huangshan? Besides Huangshan, who else? Is Qiyunshan involved? Are there any others?

At this moment, sweat began to seep out of Cheng Xinzhan's palms.

His face remained calm and he smiled.
"Qingzhou has many idle people and few major sects, while Shuzhong has beautiful scenery and a great reputation. It is also a holy place for practicing flying swords, so it is not surprising that people come here."

Fenyan Sanren nodded and said nothing more.

At this time, I heard Zhan Qie Sanren say,

"Brother Yunlai, watching you and Fenyan fighting with swords, I am also eager to learn from you. I also want to learn from you. Could you please teach me?"

Cheng Xinzhan laughed when he heard this, his eyes half drunk.

"The wine you have provided is so mellow and fragrant. I am already a little drunk because I am greedy. I will postpone my discussion with Brother Zhan to next time. There is still a long way to go and there will be plenty of opportunities."

Although Zhan Qie Sanren showed a little disappointment when he heard this, he was a gentleman and would not force anyone to do anything, so he smiled and nodded.
"Then we'll talk about it next time."

Then, the group began to discuss the way of traveling by soul. After three rounds of wine, everyone was a little tipsy, the banquet came to an end, and Cheng Xinzhan also stood up to say goodbye.

"Then, fellow Daoist Yunlai, go back and have a good rest, and stay in Yanhuai Mountain with peace of mind. We can often get together, drink wine, practice swords, and enjoy the mountains and rivers. Isn't that wonderful?"

Cheng Xinzhan smiled and said yes. He was determined not to let the drunk people see him off, and flew back on his own.

The six drinking friends watched Cheng Xinzhan go away without saying anything for a long time.

"He's a funny guy, and a strong guy."

Fenyan Sanren was the first to speak, with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, Zhuyue Sanren also smiled, looked at Fenyan Sanren, and said,

"Senior sister seems to be very satisfied with this man. I always heard from her that there are more females than males in Shu nowadays. Apart from Senior Brother Yan, there is no good man. Even Master Qi and Little Zhuge look down on him. But today, she seems to think highly of this Yunlai Sanren."

Fen Yan Sanren didn't have the attitude of a little girl, she nodded openly.
"He is indeed good. He has strength and literary talent. He can be arrogant when he wants to be arrogant and modest when he wants to be modest. Most importantly, he also likes wine. As for Master Qi and Little Zhuge."

Fen Yan San Ren sneered,
"Oh, the child who grew up in the palm of Madam's hand, with his feminine aura, how can he compare with Yunlai. Besides, I feel that what Yunlai showed today is just the tip of the iceberg."

Having said this, Fenyan Sanren looked at Zhanqi Sanren again.
"You blame Ren Ying. It would have been fine if I had fought him to see how deep he was, but you immediately said you wanted to compete with him. We were all meeting him for the first time, and you were so eager to find out. Isn't it too obvious that you wanted to find out?"

This Zhanqi Sanren, Zhuyue Sanren calls him Senior Brother Yan, and Fenyan Sanren calls him a hero, so his true identity is obvious.

This gentle man who is as kind as a green pine leaning against a jade mountain is Yan Renying, the leader of the Three Heroes and Two Clouds of the Emei Sect and the eldest disciple of the Emei Sect's Master Miaoyi Zhenren!

When Yan Renying heard what Fen Yan Sanren said, he smiled bitterly.
"I am sorry for being so abrupt, but Senior Sister, you may not know that I seem to have seen this man's swordsmanship somewhere before, but I can't remember where it is at the moment, so I thought of fighting him in person to see if I can remember it."

If there were outsiders present at this time, they would definitely be surprised by Yan Renying's address. As the eldest senior brother of the Emei Sect and the direct disciple of Miaoyi Zhenren, his seniority was already extremely high. How could he call Fen Yan Sanren "senior sister"?
At this time, Fen Yan Sanren was somewhat curious after hearing Yan Renying's explanation.

"Have you ever seen it?"

Yan Renying nodded.

The flushed man said,

"It's not surprising that you have seen him. My uncle just said that this man's swordsmanship is swift and he is from Qingzhou. He has something in common with our Shuzhong Xuanmen swordsmanship."

However, Yan Renying shook his head when he heard this.

"It's different, it's very different. The flying sword is swift, of course, but his sword skills are more rapid and unpredictable.

"Senior sister, you are already a person who has truly made a name for yourself among the younger generation of Xuanmen. Everyone knows that the "Female Flying Bear" can ward off demons. Even Qingyun admires your sword haze. How could it be broken so easily?"
"His swordsmanship is definitely different from the ordinary ones. Senior sister, you are right. He must have held back. And I have definitely seen this kind of swordsmanship before, so even if I can't match him, I am still very impressed by the swordsmanship itself."

Mingting Sanren nodded after hearing this, "Renying is right. This sword technique may seem ordinary, but it is profound. You should be the one who understands this best, so I couldn't help but be curious and asked Yunlai about it."

At this point, the identity of Fen Yan San Ren is very clear. She is the contemporary senior sister of the Biyun Temple branch of the Shuzhong Xuanmen in Mount Emei, Wu Mei, nicknamed "Female Flying Bear"!

The Xuanmen sect in Shuzhong does not pay attention to the use of Taoist names. They just call each other by their secular names. Only those with a one-character name will be given a Taoist name by their master, which is more convenient and closer to call.

Mei means beautiful jade, so her master gave her the name Shou.

Wu Mei nodded when she heard this.

"Master uncle is right. His swordsmanship is indeed unpredictable and can chase the moon and the stars."

Being called uncle-master by Wu Mei, the drunken wanderer was not really the wanderer he claimed to be, but an elder of Biyun Temple.

At this time, the drunken man said again,
"Forget it, let's not discuss it any further. You two agreed to come here today, and Yunlai just entered the mountain two days ago. I am indeed a close friend of his, and we have a great conversation. He is also a wine lover, so I suddenly decided to invite him here, not only to drink and make friends, but also to welcome him. He happily accepted the invitation, but we wanted to find out his background, which is really rude."

"My disciple is wrong, please forgive me, uncle."

Yan Renying said immediately.

How could he not understand that his uncle invited this man to drink out of sincerity, and Shoumei duelled with him on a whim, and he was the only one who invited him to duel to find out the truth, so when his uncle said "we", it actually meant just him.

The drunken man waved his hand.

"No need to do that. I know your character. You don't have any bad intentions. I'm just curious. From now on, we can just be drinking buddies and Taoist friends. We can drink and talk about Taoism. I won't ask where you come from or mention anything else."

Several people agreed.

Then, Wu Mei said with a smile,
"Let alone his magic power and swordsmanship, this man's wine taste is excellent. Think about his evaluation of our wine. Which one of them is not the true meaning of the Dao?"

After hearing this, everyone carefully thought about Cheng Xinzhan's drunken comments and nodded.

"That's right. Who cares where they come from? Your Uncle Shen, Uncle Gu and I, the three stray dogs of Biyun Temple, have disguised ourselves and become hermits here, right? Why are you trying to find out what they are doing? From now on, we will just be drinking buddies."

Upon hearing this, the two wanderers, Di Bai and Hu Qing, both nodded.

"Alas, the three of us old guys are incompetent and immoral. The restoration of Biyun Temple still depends on you young people."

When Mingting Sanren said this, the three young men became frightened.

These three uncles went to Mount Emei because they resisted Biyun Temple from becoming a branch of Emei Mountain. They were nearly crushed into dust by the Liangyi Microdust Array and were narrowly rescued by the master. They have since entered the White Dragon Flag. If we were to say who in this world has done the most good for Biyun Temple, these three uncles would definitely be among them. How can they be said to be incompetent and immoral?

"Uncle Master, rest assured, Biyun Temple will be restored one day!"

Yan Renying said firmly.

Mingting Sanren smiled and said that the only three options available to the disciples of Biyun Temple back then were to either join the main temple of Mount Emei, stay at Biyun Temple, which is now the Emei branch temple, or retire from the world.

Coincidentally, among the six people present today, Ren Ying was forcibly taken into Emei, Wu Mei and Cui Qi stayed in Biyun Temple, and he took Shen and Gu into seclusion together, thus completing all three options.

"Master believes in you."

The drunken man looked at Yan Renying and said.

Indeed, from the current perspective, only Renying has the greatest hope.

As long as that person ascends to heaven, with Ren Ying's talent and current status in Emei, it is very likely that he will succeed as the head of Emei. At that time, it will not be impossible not only to recover Biyun Temple, but also to reorganize the customs of Xuanmen.

"Where is the head teacher? Is there any news about him recently?"

The drunken man asked.

Yan Renying, Wu Mei and Cui Qi all shook their heads.

"It's been a long time since I heard from Master."

Yan Renying said.

"Ugh."

The drunk man sighed.

"No one is more sad than the head teacher that Biyun Temple was taken over as a branch of his sect. He is a man of temperament. After such a change, I don't know how much he will be tortured."

The three young men's eyes darkened. How could they not know the temperament of their own master?
Now on the streets of Chengdu, you will no longer see the drunk Taoist who drank, wrote poetry and played with the world.

Afterwards, a few people chatted about their recent situation and agreed to meet again next time, and the banquet ended.

Wu Mei, Yan Renying and Cui Qi said goodbye and left. After leaving Bailongqi Mountain, they headed east. When they entered Shu, Yan Renying separated from the two women. Mount Emei is in the south of Chengdu, while Biyun Temple is in the western suburbs of Chengdu.

"Okay, Junior Sister, stop looking. You can't see it anymore."

Seeing that Cui Qi was still staring at the direction where Yan Renying left, Wu Mei couldn't help but remind him.

Cui Qi came back to her senses, a little shy.
"I understand, senior sister."

Wu Mei couldn't help but shook her head.
"Why can't you persuade him, sister? In Ren Ying's heart, cultivation and the sect are the most important. Even when it comes to love, he only has Qingsuo Jian in his eyes. Why are you so infatuated with him?"

Cui Qi smiled after hearing this.

"Zhou Qingyun is indeed a remarkable woman, and it's no surprise that Senior Brother Yan is attracted to her. However, I know that Zhou Qingyun doesn't have any romantic feelings towards Senior Brother Yan.

"Senior Brother Yan is Zhou Qingyun's fallen flower, but he is also my flowing water. But what does it matter? Senior Brother Yan never entangled Zhou Qingyun, and I never entangled Senior Brother Yan.

"We just keep our love deep in our hearts and never affect others. We are just friends from the same sect. As long as we can meet, we are happy in our hearts. In the end, it is just a personal matter. What's the harm?"

Wu Mei couldn't understand what he said, so she just said,
"I don't care what you think, but you are not allowed to delay your cultivation. If Biyun Temple is restored during my lifetime, I will be the abbess and you will be my deputy abbess. If you delay your cultivation because of your love affair and die of old age, I will not forgive you."

Cui Qi smiled and said,

"If that day really comes, and I have already transformed into a crane, how can Senior Sister not forgive me and lock me up in a cage?"

Wu Mei was furious and was about to pull Cui Qi's ears, saying,

"Just lock you up. Just lock you up."

Cui Qi dodged and flew towards Biyun Temple, still laughing.
"Senior sister, I saw you flirting with that Yunlai Sanren today. Could it be that you have fallen in love with him? If you fail to win his heart and end up like my sister, no one will laugh at you then!"

Wu Mei was very angry when she heard this.

"Who is flirting with me? I'm going to tear your ears off today!"

After saying that, the woman turned into a ray of light and rushed forward.

(End of this chapter)