I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 120: Ye Fu's anger at seeing injustice sharpens the eternal sword in his heart
After leaving the lotus pond, Lu Wujiu walked another three or four miles with a gloomy look on his face, and found a quiet place. Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

As soon as his magic power recovered a little, he opened his eyes in a somewhat distracted manner.

When a wild man sees injustice, he gets angry and sharpens the eternal sword in his heart.

He looked back at the lotus pond, sighed, stood up and continued to head towards Jiannan Road.

Relying on the power of the whip, he finally arrived at the territory of Jiannan Road on the third day. After asking someone about the location of Longhu Mountain, he set off without stopping.

By dusk, we finally arrived at our destination.

Longhu Mountain is the location of the Longhu Danqing School. It is said that the mountain was originally named Yunjin Mountain, but was renamed Longhu Mountain because the Longhu Danqing School was founded here.

Compared with Laolu Mountain, Longhu Mountain is not very prominent. From a distance, it stretches and undulates like surging blue waves.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, a woodcutter came to collect firewood. Lu Wujiu greeted him with a bow:

"Excuse me, old sir, is this Longhu Mountain?"

The woodcutter had a white beard but was in good spirits. Hearing this, he said in a thick dialect:

"Yes, this is Mount Longhu. What brings you here, young master?"

"I'm here to visit the Dragon and Tiger Danqing Sect!"

The woodcutter looked knowledgeable when he heard this. He looked Lu Wujiu up and down and said:

"Oh, you're here to ask for advice from the immortals, right?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, it's not easy to ask for help from an immortal! I've seen many young people like you."

"How do you say this?"

"That Dragon Tiger Immortal lives in seclusion in the mountains. He has no affinity with the immortals, so it's hard to see him. This old man has been chopping wood all his life, and I've only seen him three or five times!"

The woodcutter said this with a look of pride on his face.

"Didn't they say that the Longhu Danqing Sect is located in Longhu Mountain?"

"Yes, but the mountain is foggy. Once you enter it, you won't have any chance to become an immortal. You'll just have to go around in circles and eventually come out."

"I see. Thank you for your guidance, old man."

Lu Wujiu bowed, feeling more and more curious.

In the martial arts world, we have always seen the golden plaques of the Xuanmen sect shining in the sun and the jade steps connected to the clouds, showing their Taoist spirit; we have never seen such a sect that secludes itself from the world and practices hard, and refuses visitors?
No wonder it is not well-known in the land of Jiudao!

After bidding farewell to the woodcutter, I stepped into the mountain. I saw that the mountain road was winding and twisting. Sometimes it was straight like a peak, and sometimes it was winding like a dragon. The moss-covered stone steps would disappear into the mud if you were not careful, making them impossible to find.

As he walked, the mountain fog gradually rose, and in the hazy shadows of the trees, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world, strolling in the monotonous and pale world.

Suddenly, the sound of a stream like breaking jade came from the front, which lifted his spirits. After turning a corner of ancient pines, he suddenly saw an ancient archway at the end of the mountain path that looked as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe.

He quickly climbed the stairs, and when he got closer and looked up, he saw the words "Danqing School" written on the lintel of the archway.
"call--"

Lu Wujiu let out a deep breath and looked back at the way he came. He saw green snails sticking out their pointed horns under the sea of ​​clouds, which was quite spectacular.

I don’t know how I got here?

He smiled and walked over the archway.

Not long after, a green brick and black tile road came into view on the mountainside, surrounded by green trees.

When I got closer and took a closer look, I found that this Taoist temple was quite old. The courtyard wall, made of water-ground blue bricks with fine lines, was weathered and mottled. I knocked on the door and the Taoist boy on duty looked me up and down with curiosity.

"I am Lu Wujiu, a guest official of the Nanyang Laolu Temple. I have long heard of the reputation of the Danqing School and have come to pay you a visit!" "So it is you, Senior Lu. Please come in!"

The Taoist boy bowed and invited him, leading the way into a guest hall. Just as the Taoist boy had made tea, footsteps were heard outside the hall.

Lu Wujiu quickly stood up and saw a middle-aged Taoist with flowing beard and wearing a gray Taoist robe walking into the hall with a smile. It was the head of the Dragon and Tiger Danqing School - Zhao Danyan.

It is rumored that he has top three Taoist skills. Although he is not good at fighting, he is good at painting and ink. He is mysterious and strange and should not be underestimated!
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Lu Wujiu immediately stated the purpose of his visit.

"To be honest, fellow Taoist, I came here to ask for a favor."

"Oh, you can say whatever you want, fellow Daoist."

Zhao Danyan smiled, a look of expectation on her face.

After all, Nanyang is across several roads from here. Who would have the time to come and visit?

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, is there a way to kill the immortal in the painting without damaging it?"

Zhao Danyan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you discovered the Immortal in the Painting?"

Lu Wujiu said: "Exactly!"

Zhao Danyan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "This isn't difficult. If it's convenient for you, why don't you give me this painting? I'll return it to you in three days with a clean painting."

Lu Wujiu had already prepared a response, and he responded fluently: "I'm sorry, but this painting involves my inheritance, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to display it."

Zhao Danyan's expression changed slightly, and he said frankly, "To be honest, Daoist friend, the Immortal in the Painting is of great use to our sect. If Daoist friend can give up this Immortal, everything will be easy to discuss."

Lu Wujiu's heart sank, and he shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to, but this painting involves the inheritance of the Taoist tradition, and I dare not betray my master and ancestors."

Zhao Danyan sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Never mind. If this painting could be freely viewed, I doubt you would have come all the way here. I am indeed overstepping my bounds."

Lu Wujiu said nothing and waited for what was to come.

"There is a way to kill the fairy in the painting without damaging the scroll, but..."

Lu Wujiu understood what Ya was saying and waved his sleeve to take out a jade bottle and placed it on the table: "This is a soul water. It will be used as a deposit. If it works, there will be a generous reward after the task is completed."

Zhao Danyan smiled and said, "You are too polite, fellow Daoist! The method I am going to tell you is neither difficult nor simple. I wonder if the scroll is with you?"

Lu Wujiu nodded.

"This way, we can save a lot of trouble! Actually, to kill the immortal in the painting is essentially to destroy the painting's meaning! Our sect's treasure, the Eye-Dotting Brush, can add meaning to the painting's eyes. Any painting with the Eye-Dotting Brush can be considered top-quality, and a top-quality Eye-Dotting Brush can be considered a masterpiece. Using the Eye-Dotting Brush to smear a painting will destroy its meaning, causing it to collapse and die."

As Zhao Danyan spoke, he stretched out his hand and picked up the air. Ink gathered and turned into an ordinary wolf-hair brush.

Lu Wujiu's eyes lit up: "Can I borrow this treasure for a moment?"

Zhao Danyan smiled and said, "Of course you can, but this treasure is our sect's most precious treasure, so you'll have to use it as collateral."

Lu Wujiu pondered for a moment, then took off a ring from his finger and said:
"This is the Gold-Swallowing Heavenly Silkworm Ring, once the Taiyin Sect's treasure. Can it be mortgaged?"

"can!"

Lu Wujiu was overjoyed and was about to take the eye-dotting pen, but Zhao Danyan paused and said:

"Also, fellow Daoist, you must use the Eye-Pointing Pen within this temple and are not allowed to take it outside of Danqing Mountain Gate. Furthermore, you have three days to return the Eye-Pointing Pen, regardless of success or failure."

Lu Wujiu froze in his tracks as he was about to take the pen. He looked up at Zhao Danyan's serious expression and said meaningfully:
"To be honest, my friend, the reason I want to kill this immortal in the painting is because this demon dragged me into the scroll without my permission. As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one becomes afraid of the rope for ten years. In this world of the painting, I dare not let go and act. I hope my friend will understand."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Danyan's expression suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)