Chapter 8: The Three True Swordsman

I was not surprised to see Wang Chuyi, but it was unexpected to see that my master Qiu Chuji was also present. But I think that the two of them had just met, otherwise, with the few bulls on the bed, there would probably be more than two people lying on the bed with Shangqingguan's noses.

Although my master Qiu Chuji didn't like my two wives, he admired Xiaolongnu very much. Xiaolongnu called out uncle, and Qiu Chuji's face burst into laughter. If it weren't for Xiaolongnu's fear of being a child, the old guy would have put the little girl on his knees long ago. Qiu Chuji's face unconsciously showed a loving look, which made my glasses shatter all over the floor. Young Master, I have been with the old guy for nearly ten years, but I have never seen such an expression on the old guy's face. I even have a little doubt whether Xiaolongnu is the old guy's illegitimate daughter.

When introducing Yinggu, I just vaguely said that it was a friend that Master Zhou knew in Dali. Unexpectedly, King Qiu and the others immediately showed a sudden look and respectfully treated Yinggu with respect. This made Yinggu very embarrassed, and his face was even more shy. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but laugh secretly. The secret that the old naughty boy tried hard to hide was already well known to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, and it was rare that he was threatened by me for this.

While he was greeting the waiter to add wine and food, he asked casually: "Master, what are you doing with Uncle Wang in Lin'an City? Are you also looking for Uncle Zhou?"

I just asked casually, but I saw Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi exchanged their eyes, and they were obviously a little confused. I have been with my master Qiu Chuji for so many years, but I only saw this expression on his face when he concealed my life experience. I knew this means that the two people came to Ancheng must have something to do with me. Moreover, I often see their expressions in third-rate TV series. Generally, the next thing must be the bad news from the protagonist's house. When I thought of this, I suddenly grabbed Qiu Chuji's wrist and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, is there something wrong with my family..."

Qiu Chuji was stunned when he heard this and said in confusion: "Your family? What can happen to your family? I heard that you moved to Taihu Lake, but I haven't been there yet." When I heard this, I felt relieved. I let go of Qiu Chuji's wrist, frowned and complained: "Master, why did you and Uncle Master show that expression? It scared me."

The master was very surprised why I thought to myself, rubbed my wrists, and smiled, "Good disciple, I can't tell you that your kung fu has improved a lot. It seems that you will be able to catch up with the master in a short while." I curled my lips in my heart. The old man has said this sentence many times, and every time I don't say a few words of modesty, the old guy will definitely find a reason to preach for half a day, which is called increasing my character. Just as he was about to speak up, the master took back the words interrupted me, and turned to Wang Chuyi and said seriously: "Kang'er has been in Zhongnan Mountain for so many years, and I know how he is. Besides, I'm afraid he is a little helpless by relying on your and my strength. I think I'd better tell Kang'erming."

"As far as my senior brother said." Wang Chuyi nodded slightly and stopped talking, as if there was a problem in his heart that was unsolved.

Qiu Chuji said seriously: "Kang'er, you and your uncle Wang don't want to tell you about this. In fact, you are a little worried that you will feel embarrassed." As he said that, he looked around again, and saw that no one was paying attention to this place, he whispered: "This matter is related to King Zhao of Jin. We suspect that he had some plans to enter Lin'an."

As soon as I heard this, I already understood the whole story. It seemed that Wanyan’s father could not beat Mongolia, so he wanted to make the idea of ​​“Wu Mu’s suicide note”, but he was targeted by his master and Wang Chu. Qiu and Wang were afraid that I would be grateful to Wanyan Honglie for raising him, so he hesitated.

The master was there to tell how his brother and brother discovered the sneaky Wanyan Honglie and his entourage. I was a little absent-minded. Because of my relationship, Wanyan's trip to Lin'an was delayed for more than a month, and Ouyang Feng, who had the highest martial arts skills, would not follow him. In this way, his trip to steal books will not only return without success, but may also have life worries. Although I have no family affection for this Wanyan father, I still don't want him to die in Lin'an. After all, with Wanyan father here, the Jin Kingdom can survive for a while and also hold back the pace of Mongolia's journey south.

I was thinking about how to help the master and the others. The corner of my eyes was just about to touch Wang Chuyi's arm. There was still a little blood left on the robe, which was caused by the sneak attack by the old Taoist Jinghong. In addition, I noticed Wang Chuyi's thoughts, and I had already guessed it in my heart. After listening to the master patiently, I immediately agreed to the master that no matter what Wanyan Honglie would do, as long as it was not conducive to the Song Dynasty, I would take action to stop it.

I accompanied the master to drink a few more drinks before I casually said to Wang Chuyi: "Uncle Wang, my nephew stayed in Shangqingguan last night. I heard that the uncle had a misunderstanding with them."

"Yes, those guys killed me as soon as they came up. It was really inexplicable. If it weren't for the fact that Shangqing Temple had a good reputation in the martial arts world, I would definitely not let them go easily." Wang Chu's face flashed with anger, obviously he was still a little resentful about being attacked.

Qiu Chuji heard this and said angrily: "Junior brother, it turns out that the injury to your arm was caused by the Shangqingguan people. You can't just forget about this. When the matter is over, let's go to Shangqingguan theory together."

I shook my head secretly. The master has a good temper in recent years, especially after being proud of himself in the Zuixian Tower, he was even more arrogant. Even the headmaster Ma Yu sometimes couldn't persuade him. Before he could ask clearly about the whole story of this incident, he yelled to "theory". From this, it can be seen that the things that Quanzhen Sect offends people in the future will definitely be caused by the two people in front of him.

"Master, this time the matter is probably because our Quanzhen Taoist is in a disadvantage." When I saw the master slamming the table again, I hurriedly reached out to block it. Regardless of the master's surprised eyes, I turned my head and asked Director Wang solemnly: "Uncle Master, think about it carefully. The person who called Uncle Master Master last night was our Quanzhen Taoist disciple."

Wang Chuyi's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "The man was covered in black scarf, and I was injured by a sneak attack, so I didn't expect who it would be." The master obviously didn't know what happened, and he was confused and wanted to ask, but Wang Chuyi said slowly: "But I recalled it for a long time today, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt it was Zhijing's voice."

When Zhao Zhijing's name appeared from Wang Chuyi's mouth, my mind began to turn constantly. I did not doubt Wang Chuyi's speculation at all. As a great disciple, Zhao Zhijing's position in Wang Chuyi's mind was irreplaceable just like my position in the master's mind. Other disciples may have misheard, but the voice of the master will definitely not be wrong. But I never found that Zhao Zhijing had the slightest idea of ​​lust. In my memory, in addition to being narrow-minded and ambitious, this guy is more like a monk than other fellow disciples. It is really difficult to understand the changes in Zhao Zhijing.

Master Qiu Chuji disagreed and said loudly: "Even if that person is Zhijing, what can I do? The people of Shangqing Temple cannot attack the master just because they have formed a gang with their disciples, right?"

I looked at Wang Chuyi. The old Taoist priest showed anger on his face and nodded frequently, obviously agreeing with his senior brother's words. I couldn't help but smile bitterly and said softly: "It seems that Uncle Wang must not know who the Taoist priests of Shangqing Temple were chasing last night." Sure enough, Wang Chuyi's face changed and showed a questioning expression. I had to lower my voice and continue, "They are chasing a flower-picking thief..."

Before he finished speaking, King Qiu and Wang were furious and shook their heads together. King Chuyi said angrily: "This is impossible. If Zhijing causes trouble and makes trouble with Shangqing Temple, I still believe that he is picking flowers is completely slander." Qiu Chuji also interrogated: "Yes, how could my disciples of Quanzhen Sect do such a thing? If they don't make clear arguments with them, it will definitely damage the reputation of Quanzhen Sect. How can this be worthy of the master's spirit in heaven?" The two of them stood up and were about to run to Shangqing Temple.

However, when the master mentioned the Chongyang Patriarch, I remembered something. I suddenly grabbed the master's arm and said, "I understand, it is the innate skill." The master looked at me in confusion and frowned and said, "What are you talking about? What does this have to do with the innate skill?"

As soon as I pressed the master and Wang Chu back to my seat, I asked, "Master, have you ever received the innate skills that I ordered to send to you by my two junior brothers?"

"We have seen Zhitan and the others, and the mantra of innate skills has been taken over by your teacher. Your teacher still praises you for your meticulous work. But these two things have nothing to do with it?" Qiu Chuji looked puzzled, but Wang Chuyi seemed to remember something and whispered to himself: "Is it really a problem with the innate skills?"

Qiu Chuji said impatiently: "Although Zhijing practices innate skills privately, it is not his fault. After all, it is the Sutra Library that we agreed to Zhijing go to. He can find the formula. It is his blessing and will prevent the master's martial arts from being lost. This is also a good thing." He glared at me and continued: "It's your kid, you haven't found anything in the Sutra Library for so many days."

Unexpectedly, the master wanted to compete with this, and before I could speak, Wang Chuyi frowned and said, "Senior Brother, this matter is probably not simple. When the master was alive, I asked the master to teach innate skills, but the master told me that our brothers and brothers are not suitable for this martial arts, and practicing them is harmful and useless. Later, the master went to Dali to teach innate skills to Emperor Duan. I thought it was because of my lack of internal strength that I could not learn innate skills. Now thinking about it, I am afraid that this is not the only reason."

I interjected: "Uncle Wang is not bad as expected. I met Emperor Duan in Taoyuan this time. Emperor Duan also said that this martial art has major flaws. If you don't have any cultivation, you will be harmful and useless to practice it." I only said three points. I don't want to tell the story of Master Yideng's modification of the innate skills. After all, not everyone is like me and can resist the temptation of the world.
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