The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

"Also, let me tell you something you don't know."

The White King has arrived in Qingcheng. Of course, with your information channels, you must already know this news.

But there's one thing your people can't find out.

The White King's eyes are healed.

Upon hearing this news, Xiao Se trembled slightly. He looked up in disbelief and saw that Wu Xin and Lei Wu Jie were talking to Si Kong Qian Luo without any reaction.

This means that these words were spoken to him privately by his senior.

Xiao Se took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for your help, senior."

"Aren't you worried?"

Xiao Se was silent for a moment, then nodded honestly: "I'm worried, but not afraid. Although my second brother has done some things over the years that I can't agree with, it has nothing to do with his eyes."

I am naturally happy for him that he has regained his sight.

Zhou Zhen nodded approvingly: "It's good that you think that way."

"Senior sister, you don't know, monks can cook a dish. They use a pot to put wild vegetables and mushrooms in and cook them together. It tastes pretty good."

By the way, how did you meet your senior?

"That's a long story. Hey, Wuxin, where are you going?"

Zhou Zhenhuan looked up slightly and saw that Wuxin had already leaped up and stepped onto the roof.

The old monk who was drinking there earlier has disappeared.

"Senior, should we follow them and see?"

Lei Wujie was somewhat confused about the situation.

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "Let's go take a look together."

"Master, did you already know what Monk Wuxin was planning to do?"

"Oh? Why do you ask?"

"I just felt that my master didn't seem surprised at all, and he brought me to drink with that old monk first thing in the morning."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se turned his head and glanced at Zhou Huanzhen.

What exactly is this person plotting?

Meeting in the Western Regions was unexpected for Xiao Se, yet it also felt somewhat expected.

It's as if not seeing this person at all would be the strangest thing.

So, what exactly do these people possess that made this person protect them all the way?

This question had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

With Zhou Zhenhuan's approval, Lei Wujie rubbed his hands excitedly: "Okay, Senior Sister, how about we have a competition? Let's see who can catch up with that monk."

Sikong Qianlu raised an eyebrow: "Let's compete then, do you think I'm afraid of you? Just don't cry if you lose."

"Ha, Senior Sister, you'd better be careful. I haven't stopped cultivating along the way."

Then, a boy in red and a pretty young Taoist priest, like arrows released from a bow, sped away.

Zhou shook his head with amusement. "Youthful spirit, not bad at all."

"Mr. Xiao, aren't you going to join in the fun?"

"You can just call me Xiao Se, senior. I'm not used to this kind of liveliness."

Instead, we might as well take this opportunity to have a good chat with the senior colleague.

Zhou Zhen nodded: "What do you want to talk about?"

"What are you talking about..." Xiao Se put his hands in his sleeves and looked up at the sky.

"Let's talk about destiny."

"Destiny? Your destiny? Or that monk's?"

"Oh? Why can't it be Lei Wujie?"

“Lei Wujie is different from you.”

Xiao Se paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded, as if he had figured something out.

"Indeed, he is different from us."

They are naturally different; both he and Wuxin carry enormous secrets.

Lei Wujie, on the other hand, was as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

"I just feel that the senior knows a lot of things, a lot of secrets."

From the very beginning, whether it was Tang Lian, Lei Wujie, or me, our seniors have always been very caring towards us.

All I know is that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

So what was your purpose, senior?

Zhou Zhen stretched and said, "I thought it was a problem. Of course, it's because you're happy."

Is there anything in this world more important than my own happiness?

As for you guys, you just happened to come across a time when I was in a good mood.

That's all. "

Xiao Se was completely stunned; he never expected such a reason.

Because...the master is happy?

That's quite a capricious reason.

But this willfulness seems to make sense when applied to the person in front of us.

Seeing that Zhou Huanzhen had already walked away, Xiao Se wore a bitter smile.

"You are truly free-spirited, senior."

"Master, here, here, why are you two walking so slowly?"

The monk Wuxin has been inside for a while now.

The young Taoist priest Sikong Qianluo looked smug, while Lei Wujie looked dejected.

It's clear that he lost the speed contest just now.

Seeing this, Xiao Se teased, "It seems that Miss Sikong is a cut above the rest."

Lei Wujie slammed his hand together: "I will definitely work harder in my cultivation from now on."

Zhou Zhen found it amusing and gently patted his shoulder: "Cultivation must not be rushed; haste makes waste."

"Yes, senior. I will remember this."

"I believe in you. Keep up the good work."

Upon hearing Zhou Zhenhuan's words, Lei Wujie felt a fire ignite within him.

I never expected my senior to have such high expectations for me. I need to work even harder in the future.

Zhou Zhen had no idea what he was thinking, and instead looked up at the plaque in front of him.

"Who do we have here? It's you, you androgynous guy."

The Grand Supervisor of Incense Offerings, Eunuch Jinxian.

"Ah, that title is reserved for that person in the palace."

It's been twelve years since we last met, Venerable Faye, or perhaps I should call you Shattering Void Blade, Wang Rensun.

But I didn't come here today to see you!

So you should save your Sky-Shattering Blade; there's no need to use it.

The person I'm looking for has arrived.

Since you're here, come down.

When Zhou Huanzhen and his group entered the Dafanyin Temple, they saw Wuxin leap down from the tower, smiling like a Buddha.

"It is an honor to trouble the head in charge of incense to travel so far to find a lowly monk like me."

Chapter 47 Old Friends and Families

People in the world always like to use beautiful, affectionate, and magnificent words to describe the reunion with old friends.

However, not all reunions are filled with joy.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is certainly a great fortune.

However, if the person you encounter is a creditor, then it is not good luck, but rather a stroke of bad luck.

King Rensun, the master of the Shattering Void Blade, then encountered the greatest creditor of his life.

He looked at the little monk who had descended from the sky, dressed in white, a far cry from the image he remembered.

That year, he was only five years old. He pointed to himself and told Wangyou: He's the one who killed my father. I want you to kill him right now!

He had imagined countless times what it would be like for the two of them to meet, whether he would be an adult, whether he would be silent, carrying a knife, a sword, or any weapon that could kill, and slit his throat.

Countless times in the dead of night, I dreamt that if things were like that, it might not be so bad.

Now he has arrived, taller and more otherworldly than I had imagined.

Wangyou took very good care of him.

Wang Rensun felt a sense of relaxation at this moment.

It's been twelve years, a full twelve years.

He used alcohol to numb himself, trying to forget the past.

But at this point, I realized that I had never forgotten those past events.

Looking at the little monk before him, Fengxuejian Shen Jingzhou seemed to be filled with emotion.

“I knew you would come here, and it seems I was right.”

"Little monk, come with me. I can at least save your life."

Wuxin laughed upon hearing this.

"Along my journey, I encountered people from Snow Moon City, people from Outer Heaven, people from Nine Dragons Temple, and even people from Peerless City, all of whom came looking for me."

Each of them said they wouldn't kill me.

So your conditions don't seem particularly special.

Shen Jingzhou stepped forward: "You should know that I am different from them."

I have no choice but to obey the orders of that person in the palace.

If you don't come with me today, I will kill you without hesitation.

Shen Jingzhou's sword was already drawn. The name of the Wind and Snow Sword was not given by name, but earned through battle.

Now that the sword has been drawn, the wind and snow from Kunlun will not return until the world is urged to return.

"Eunuch Jinxian, don't go too far."

You're a well-known veteran, aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out that you'd lay a hand on a child?

You need to get some exercise, I'll come keep you company!

Wang Rensun stood to the side, holding a monk's knife, with endless sword energy gathering around him.

The reputation of the Shattering Void Blade was earned through fighting.

This strike brought together almost all of his strength.

However, the knife didn't actually strike.

Because someone stood in front of his knife.

The strike had to be abruptly halted.