Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 50: Little Taoist Priest, do you still remember me?

Sun Lingdie did not come out with Namco, Namco 9 and other friends today because she heard from her grandfather that Sun Yanwan was in Ziyou Temple, so she went to Ziyou Temple early. She had been there several times in the past few days, but had not met Sun Yanwan.

Sima Erlong, like Madam Wei, strictly forbade his disciples from revealing anything about Sun Yanwan. Second Master's illegitimate child—what a devastating event! He didn't dare to discuss the details with his disciples, strictly forbidding any discussion.

Sun Lingdie went there several times but couldn't get the point. Sima Erlong's disciples didn't even dare to tell him that Sun Yanwan was not in Ziyou Temple but in Taiyi Temple on Lingjian Peak.

Sun Lingdie returned empty-handed again, feeling very depressed. She did not go back to Lingtan Temple, but strolled around Dasongyang Peak.

There are twenty-eight Taoist temples on the Great Songyang Peak. Except for a few Taoist temples such as Du'e Temple, they are forbidden areas of the Songyang Sect and tourists are not allowed to trespass. The rest of the Taoist temples accept pilgrims.

Songyang Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain in the world and the largest place for preaching Xuanhuang Dao. Therefore, there are pilgrims all year round, and every Taoist temple has a year-round income.

Sun Lingdie strolled around for a while and saw a small and exquisite Taoist temple that she had never been to before, so she walked in.

As she entered the Taoist temple, a young nun came to greet her, bowed, and said, "Donor, Lingxiang Temple is a family temple. Only my mistress practices here. We never receive outsiders. Please stop."

Sun Lingdie hurriedly said, "I didn't know this was a family temple. I hope the young Taoist priest will forgive me." She was about to leave when she saw Zhang Qingxi slowly walk in. She was slightly delighted and called out, "Young Taoist priest, do you still remember me?"

Zhang Qingxi smiled and said, "Of course I remember."

Fearing that she might miss him, Sun Lingdie asked again, "Why don't you see Taoist Sun?"

Zhang Qingxi replied, "He's helping out at the Grand Arena right now."

Sun Lingdie was overjoyed, bowed, and hurriedly left.

Zhang Qingxi watched her leave, and just as he turned around, he saw a middle-aged Taoist nun walking out of the yard. Although the Taoist nun was wearing a plain Taoist robe, she had an elegant and charming temperament. The two of them just looked at each other without saying a word.

Zhang Qingxi took a deep breath, bowed, and looked up after a long time, but the Taoist nun had disappeared.

He didn't stop, just turned around and left, disappearing in a moment.

When Sun Lingdie arrived at the arena, she happened to run into the young Taoist nun Yan Sheng, who was strolling around with eight or nine other sisters. After Sun Yanwan left, several other prominent chivalrous women arrived. Although they had never met before, they had heard of each other's reputations, so they struck up a friendship, chatting and laughing, and discussing the martial arts world.

Nan Mengjiu spotted Sun Lingdie from afar, waved happily, and called out, "Little Butterfly, why are you so sleepy? You're late."

Sun Lingdie was a girl after all. Although she often went to Ziyou Temple these days, she never mentioned it to anyone, and just said that she needed to sleep a little longer.

Seeing his good friend but not Sun Yanwan, he felt a little unhappy and replied lazily, "I'm still a little tired. Who can you see when you come?"

Nan Mengjiu smiled and said, "I actually saw one. It's the young man surnamed Sun who was pestering you. He changed into a Taoist outfit and was patrolling here. Yan Sheng found it annoying and asked him to leave."

Little Taoist Nun Yan Sheng's eyes twitched as she said, "I just asked him to rest, but I didn't chase him away as you said."

Nan Mengjiu laughed and said, "Why bother talking about him? Tomorrow is the Songyang Sect's grand competition. I wonder who the sisters are rooting for?"

Several girls were chattering about who had the best chance in this Songyang Sect competition. Several teams of servants came in carrying countless things.

Nan Mengjiu's face lit up with joy as she said, "Several noble families have come to set up the colored pavilion, and our Nan Meng family is here too." A middle-aged man with a stern face saw Nan Menggong and the Nan Mengjiu sisters and said, "You two young ladies are here too. I need to fix up the colored pavilion, so I can't accompany you."

Nan Mengjiu smiled and said, "I dare not delay the chief steward's work. If I can't finish cleaning up today, the sisters will scold me tomorrow."

This middle-aged man is the steward of the Nanmeng family. His name is Yuwen Hua. He has superb external martial arts skills. He used to be a gangster in his early years. Because he offended someone, he had to join the Nanmeng family. He has been the steward for seven or eight years and is deeply trusted by the Nanmeng family.

The girls who came later all showed envy when they saw Yuwen Hua leading his men straight to the Red Tower.

There are countless aristocratic martial arts families, but only a handful truly rival the top sects. The Nanmeng family is one of the five most prominent families in the world today. Even the Tianji Sun family pales in comparison, as while they possess a Xiantian realm master, they lack a Grandmaster.

The Namco family is a top martial arts family with a master in charge.

So the Nan Meng family can order a red building on the east cliff.

Although the Songyang Sect does not discriminate and claims that it can be rented out at will, everyone knows that the Dongya Cailou is not a major martial arts sect or a top family, so it is impossible to reserve it.

The other teams of servants all went up to the third or fourth floors of the colorful pavilion, and their momentum was weaker. Occasionally, when they were carrying things, they would take the initiative to avoid them when they met people from the Nan Meng family, which made the servants of the Nan Meng family look superior.

Namco accompanied her younger sister for half a day and felt deeply bored. She was of a cold nature and preferred quietness. After becoming a disciple of Master Tulong, she seldom went home. If she had not seen her younger sister for some time, she would never have accompanied Namco out.

She saw more and more people coming. After a while, several teams of servants came over with things and also went to decorate the decorated pavilion. She said to her sister, "Xiao Jiu'er, Lingdie will accompany you. I will go back first."

Nan Mengjiu hugged her sister and begged for a while, but seeing that her sister was really unhappy, she had no choice but to let Nan Mengjiu leave. She quickly grabbed Sun Lingdie again and refused to let go, saying, "Little Butterfly, you can't leave me today."

Sun Lingdie laughed and said, "You just want to come out."

"Master Wei said today that he would teach everyone a sword technique. My sisters are all studying hard, but you are skipping classes. You are truly a hopeless case."

Nan Mengjiu curled his lips and said, "It's not the Songyang School's Five Classics and Thirteen Secrets, nor the nineteen long and short sword techniques. It's just a sword technique created by Taoist Wei. And it's not even perfect yet, with only seventeen moves. What's the point of learning it?"

"I have learned enough martial arts from our Namco family."

Namco left the Grand Arena and wandered around at random, suddenly arriving at Spirit Sword Peak.

She thought to herself, "Seventh Sister always mentions the Little Sword God, but I wonder what kind of person this Little Sword God is."

"I heard that Grandmaster Zhang Yuanqiao once lived on Lingjian Peak. Although he and his disciples have already left the mountain, it would be quite elegant to go and pay tribute to him."

Namco used her Qinggong skills to ascend Lingjian Peak. Upon reaching the summit, she was stunned by the sight of the newly renovated Taiyi Temple. Seeing the gates open to the public, indicating that anyone could enter and exit, she let her horse run free and entered the temple. She thought to herself, "Why is this Taiyi Temple? Isn't it said in the martial arts world that this place is called Wulong Temple?"

"Did it change its name recently? Taiyi Temple sounds better than Wulong Temple, but I wonder what Grandmaster Zhang would think if he knew his place was renamed by the headmaster brother?"

...Wandering Toad: I know everyone likes to scroll through the progress bar when watching movies, but there is no such option when writing a book. I feel wronged. Please give me a monthly ticket...

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