Xi Wei Pavilion, Xi Wei Pavilion.
In the yard, on the fallen leaves, someone was practicing swordsmanship.
Wu Sanyuan felt the long-lost passion. He had been practicing swordsmanship until this hour. In the past, he always felt that the bottleneck was unobstructed, but now it was as if he had been enlightened. Without the guidance of an expert or any fortuitous encounter, to him, receiving the affirmation of Yan Li was more precious than any elixir or secret scripture. This was the benefit of fame. Back then, at the entrance of the Five Elements Court, Emperor Han was praised as "approachable" and "dignified" just because he said one sentence to the Wanderer. At that time, no one knew Yan Li, and no matter what he did, he was annoying.
"What sort of status does that Yan Shifang have? He's actually able to chat so casually with a servant like me, and even treat me with respect. As expected of a top-notch genius of the Way of the Sword in the Three Realms. Such breadth of mind isn't something an ordinary person can possess."
The sword trembled and accurately pierced through a dozen fallen leaves. As he muttered to himself, he wiped his beloved sword clean and put it back into the sheath. Satisfied, he wiped his sweat and was about to go back to his room to rest. When he turned around, he saw a man in black squatting on the roof under the moonlight. He was shocked and drew his sword out of the sheath again.
"Who is it?" His mind turned quickly. Since the current Lord ascended to the throne, no one had dared to break in for decades. Who was this man? Was he here to steal? What was he doing in Xi Wei Pavilion?
"It's me."
"You, you are?"
The man took off his black mask and said with a smile, "Senior, why don't you recognize me?"
"Young, Young Master Yan!" Wu Sanyuan exclaimed, then laughed bitterly. "Why, why are you wearing a night suit? This old man thought you were some blind hoodlum …" He quickly paused, then cupped his hands and said, "No, I'm not talking about you."
Yan Li smiled and jumped down, "Senior, you must have comprehended something so hard that you forgot to eat and sleep. This is worth celebrating! I have a good jar of 'There's Fire Beyond the Sky', why don't we have a drink together? "
"'There's Fire Beyond the Sky'?" Hearing the name of the wine, Wu Sanyuan's eyes shone as he gulped down his saliva. "Young Master Yan, please wait a moment. This old man will go get the wine and dishes!" Not long after he came back, he invited Yan Li to sit in the old pavilion in the courtyard. He set out two cups and several plates, including braised chicken feet, sliced pig ears, peanuts, green beans, and so on.
Yan Li took out the wine, removed the clay seal, and poured out two cups. He raised one cup to Wu Sanyuan, clinked his cup with his, and drank it in one gulp. No matter how many times he drank this wine or when he drank it, it was as strong as the first time. For someone who had never drunk wine before, this cup was enough to sleep for three days and three nights.
Even though Wu Sanyuan was an old drunkard, after drinking a cup of wine, his stomach still felt like it was on fire, as if it was burning from the heavens and was about to burst out of his stomach. He had just finished practicing his swordplay and all the pores on his body opened up. Following that, he shivered and growled, "Comfortable!" Only then did he let out a long breath. Yan Li poured another cup for him. He ate a few mouthfuls of food and drank it in one gulp, feeling indescribably satisfied.
Yan Li quickly poured another cup for him and said with a smile, "The Sword God Villa treats people well. This little pavilion looks elegant, but only Senior lives here."
"Yes." Wu Sanyuan gladly accepted it as he said, "This is the old pavilion where the Lord placed his books. Later on, a new one was built. It was a pity to leave it abandoned, so I gave it to this old man. The villa has always been generous in its treatment of people. However, it is difficult to stay in the villa because there is an assessment every year. The criteria for the assessment is very simple, which is the improvement in swordplay. It is fine for the first three years, but after three years, there is a bottleneck.
At that time, every assessment was very torturous, so I practiced day and night … Later on, as I grew older, I didn't need to take the assessment anymore, but practicing swordplay became this old man's everything … "Recalling the past, his life was cruel and simple. It was impossible to say whether it was worth it or not. Only those who had experienced it would know.
"This old man has been a carriage driver all my life, but since ten years ago, this old man has only been a carriage driver for the Lord!" He said proudly, taking advantage of the drunkenness to stand up and walk into the courtyard. "Today, I was fortunate to drive for Young Master Yan. Even if my days are to come to an end, it is still worth it!" He broke a branch and pointed it at Yan Li. "Young Master Yan, although this old man is a nobody in the martial world, I have created a style that I would like to invite you to have a taste of. If it catches your eye, please go ahead and learn it. Just treat it as a reward for this meal." Without waiting for Yan Li to say anything, he started practicing.
This style was very slow. At least in Yan Li's eyes, Wu Sanyuan's movements were like those of a martial artist on a stage. Except for the smoothness, there was nothing special about it. He believed that Wu Sanyuan didn't deliberately slow it to let him see it clearly, but this style was just that slow. It was not so much a style of swordplay, but a set of swordplay. If this set of swordplay was used on a stage, it would definitely attract the applause of the audience. At this moment, Yan Li was only thinking about how to ask Wu Sanyuan for the location of the Jade Spring Residence. Even if it was just a general idea, it would be bad if he missed the appointment. If Chen Ke was really waiting there, he might not ask for a second time.
Suddenly, he felt a slight breeze blowing. It was obvious that there was no wind blowing here. When he focused his eyes, he saw the fallen leaves in the courtyard dancing with the branch in Wu Sanyuan's hand. The trajectory of the sword was more exquisite than before. He was curious, so he cleared his mind and watched carefully. As he watched, his heart skipped a beat. Wu Sanyuan's moves could actually control external forces. Furthermore, it wasn't absorbed from the outside, but from within his body. It was similar to 'Sheathe Edge'. He watched with interest.
"Young Master Yan, this style of mine is slow, but as long as I use it, there is nothing in this world that cannot be cut!"
Wu Sanyuan had practiced this style for a long time, so it was all instinctive. "I have practiced swordplay all my life, but I have never had a real name. Only the Lord knows that I have killed three Earth Immortals!"
Yan Li suddenly stood up. His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. Just as Wu Sanyuan stood still and raised his sword in front of the door, the ancient tree behind him, which was several times older than him, suddenly turned into ashes … It was as if it had burned out all its remaining heat and was about to disappear from this world. Wu Sanyuan, who was bathed in it, reluctantly floated in the air and stood there for a long time like a ghost god.
"Senior!" Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. He called out blankly, but there was no response. He thought that his premonition had come true. Just as he was feeling sad, Wu Sanyuan panted like a wooden statue that had come to life. "I'm old, the burden on this style is too much. If it was a real sword, it would be even more powerful, but I'm afraid I will be bedridden for three days …"
"What is the name of this style?"
"Traceless Smoke Moon."
Yan Li walked over and helped Wu Sanyuan to sit down. He then bowed deeply. "Senior, this style will definitely shock the Three Realms in the future!" A brand new style of sword took shape in his mind.
Wu Sanyuan grinned and slowly took out a piece of kraft paper from his bosom. He handed it to Yan Li and said, "This is the topographic map of the villa. I have marked the place you want to go."
"Senior, you knew I was coming?"
"I have a good relationship with Old Chen."
…
It was already past midnight. Yan Li was worried that Chen Ke wouldn't be able to wait that long. He took the topographic map of the villa that Wu Sanyuan had given him and hurried to the Yushu Residence. He peeked through the wall. Under the moonlight, he saw a deserted courtyard. The weeds grew taller than a man and almost covered the entire courtyard. He jumped to the top of the bedroom. The tiles and eaves were covered with moss. A pillar in the west wing that was about to break was full of insect bite marks.
"Steward Chen!" He called in a low voice from a hole in the wall. Then he listened attentively, but there was no response. He was about to go down to see what was going on when he suddenly heard a kind voice. "Little bitch." He looked over happily and saw that Gu Caiwei was also wearing black clothes and black boots. He took off his scarf and smiled at him from the top of the wing.
"Weiwei!" He called out in surprise and jumped to Gu Caiwei's side. "How did you know this place?"
Gu Caiwei's voice was clear and crisp. She said in high spirits, "That Feng Chengyu thought that I was really going to walk around with her, but she didn't know that I lost my appetite when I saw her. I purposely got separated from her and turned around halfway. I thought that Feng Jiu wasn't well-liked in the villa and that his former residence must be old and dilapidated, so I specifically went to the old residence to look around. Then I saw a sneaky fellow looking around. I knew it was you the moment I heard the voice … "Yan Li heard her voice and his heart softened. They hadn't seen each other for only a few hours, but it felt like three autumns and winters had passed. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms. She blushed and said," Little bitch, why are you hugging me so tightly? "
"I missed you."
"I missed you too. I wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't tell you. You don't blame me, right? "
"I also wanted to give you a surprise."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Yan Li held her hand. "Let's go. Head Steward Chen should be waiting for me inside. Don't let him wait too long." The two of them jumped into the courtyard and searched the east and west wing rooms. They did not find anyone, so they gathered together and prepared to look into the dining room. At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, like the wailing of a malicious spirit. In the silence of the night, it was particularly clear to the ears.
Gu Caiwei's face paled. She suddenly jumped onto Yan Li's body and buried her head deep into his chest. Yan Li unexpectedly supported her soft and light body. "What's wrong?"
"I just want to hug you." She said without lifting her head.
Yan Li smiled mischievously. "Oh! My fearless Weiwei is actually afraid of ghosts! "
"Of course not! Don't talk nonsense. You're so annoying. I'll bite you! "Although Gu Caiwei said this, she hugged him even tighter.
"Then, I'll accompany you every night from now on."
"Okay …"
Yan Li carried the girl to the dining room and saw a figure pacing back and forth in the distance. It was indeed Head Steward Chen. "Look, Weiwei. It's Head Steward Chen. He's really here." Hearing this, the girl got down from him. She also saw him and said happily, "Finally, I can find out the secret!"
The two walked to the door and greeted Chen Ke. When the latter saw them, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Young Master Yan, Miss Caiwei, you two really made this old man wait …" He was about to walk toward them when he suddenly felt something around his neck as if he was hung up.
The two looked closely and couldn't help but feel their blood run cold.
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