Chapter 556 You come from Shushan, wearing a snow-white outfit!
"Are you the kid who went to the island to ask for medicine? Your name is Xiaohu, right?" Zhao Linger quickly recognized Wang Xiaohu.
After all, she has rarely come into contact with outsiders. Since she was a child, the only people she has come into contact with are Wang Xiaohu and Murong Fu.
Before, there had always been a legend on Xianling Island about fairies saving people. This was not because of Zhao Linger, but because her master, the Palace Master of Lingyue, had indeed given elixirs to some people in the past. Over time, this legend was formed.
By Zhao Linger's generation, she could not leave the island, but she was also very curious about the outside world and sometimes would look out at the sea from the shore.
The passing boatman happened to catch a glimpse of Zhao Linger and was shocked to see her. He thought that such a beautiful girl must not be a mortal woman, but a fairy on the island.
However, some boatmen encountered the grandma who looked so ferocious that they quickly rowed away and did not dare to go ashore.
Thus, two versions of the legend about the fairy from Xianling Island emerged.
One version says that the fairies on the island are of angelic beauty, walking on the moon, with their reflections reflected in the sky, just like the divine Gushan goddess.
Another version says that there are no fairies on the island at all, and if there is one, it is an ugly and fierce old woman who looks ferocious and scary.
A few months ago, because his family member was sick, Wang Xiaohu went to Xianling Island to seek medicine with the mentality of trying everything possible.
Wang Xiaohu was lucky. Zhao Linger happened to be walking on the island. After asking him the reason, she gave him a golden elixir, allowing him to heal his family.
Wang Xiaohu also remembered this beautiful and kind fairy sister in his heart, and he was naturally very excited to see her again.
"Hehe, when I told you that I saw a fairy sister on the island, many people didn't believe it. Now they believe it, right? Sister, you really are like the fairy in the painting." Wang Xiaohu said, "And I never thought that you would become my master's wife. My master, Immortal Ziyin, is a real immortal. If he could marry you, it would be a match between an immortal and a fairy, that's called..."
"It's a match made in heaven." Aunt Li reminded with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Xiaohu said quickly.
Murong Fu touched Wang Xiaohu's head and said with a smile: "You are a good talker, kid. Just for what you said, I will give you a good fate. When your martial arts skills are high, I will teach you a sword technique called 'Love in a Fallen City' that will shock the world and make ghosts weep. I guarantee that you will make a great name for yourself in the martial arts world."
"hey-hey."
Wang Xiaohu didn't know what to say, so he just smiled foolishly.
"Master, these are the Black Miao masters who wanted to murder Master's wife. I have killed all those who resisted stubbornly, and I have also captured the rest." Li Xiaoyao said, pointing at the Black Miao masters who were tied up in the inn.
There were so many people there, there were actually more than thirty of them.
Including those killed by Li Xiaoyao, there should be about fifty people in total.
If it weren't for the scale of this, and the surprise attack on Xianling Island, which caught the people on Xianling Island off guard, they would not have been able to massacre Shuiyue Palace and capture Zhao Linger.
These people are all very skilled. If the original novel develops, Li Xiaoyao will need to grow to the capital stage before he can barely cope with them.
However, after receiving instruction from Murong Fu, his sword-wielding skills had improved greatly and he was now invincible against martial arts masters.
"Are you still too soft-hearted?" Murong Fu asked.
"Master, I..." Li Xiaoyao scratched his head like a primary school student who had done something wrong.
Murong Fu said gently, "I don't blame you. You are so young, and you are very strong to dare to kill. Everyone has his own style. My style is to kill decisively, and your style may be chivalrous. I only teach you martial arts, regardless of your style. Unless you betray your teacher and ancestors and bring disaster to the people. Since you didn't kill these people at that time, I will give you a suggestion."
Aunt Li nodded continuously as she listened, and felt that her master Murong Fu was indeed very open-minded.
It was a great fortune for Li Xiaoyao to meet such a master after cultivating for several lifetimes.
Li Xiaoyao said: "Master, please speak."
Murong Fu said: "Then we should take away their martial arts skills and send them to the government. We should say that they are spies from the Dali Kingdom and let them deal with them!"
"That's great!" Li Xiaoyao's eyes lit up and he immediately handled it according to the law.
At this time, Murong Fu's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "The Sword Saint and Drunken Sword Immortal of Shushan have arrived."
As soon as the words fell, two sword lights appeared in the sky.
After a moment, the two sword lights fell to the ground.
One of them was the Drunken Swordsman.
The other person, dressed in a snow-white robe, had a square face, white hair and beard, and an aura of majesty without even getting angry. He was none other than the Shushan Sword Saint Dugu Yuyun.
This temperament is somewhat similar to that of the sword saint Dugu Jian whom Murong Fu met in Fengyun, but Dugu Yuyun's character is much better than Dugu Jian's.
Murong Fu could tolerate even someone like Dugu Jian, let alone Dugu Yuyun. "This must be the famous Shushan Sword Saint?" Murong Fu looked at the Sword Saint and smiled.
The Sword Saint looked at Murong Fu and the others, and his eyes fell on Murong Fu with a solemn expression. Although Murong Fu was talented and reserved, the Sword Saint's swordsmanship had already reached the level of a clear sword heart, so he could sense the sword intent in Murong Fu's body that was as unattainable as the sun, moon and stars.
"Are you the Ziyin Immortal of the Qionghua Sect, Murong Ziying, whom my junior brother mentioned?" asked the Sword Saint.
"That's right." Murong Fu said.
"How do you know the swordsmanship of our Shushan School?" the Sword Master asked seriously.
He is not a free and easy person like the Drunken Swordsman. He shoulders the mission of the rise and fall of the Shushan Sect. He is the head of the Shushan Sect with great responsibility. He has been working hard day and night over the years and dares not slack off for the slightest.
Also because he works hard and even often appears in front of the public, and is also good friends with the martial arts leader Lin Tiannan, he is also very famous in the secular world.
So when the Sword Saint heard that there was an ancient immortal from the Qionghua School who knew the sword skills of the Shushan School, he immediately became anxious and hurried to Yuhang Town with the Drunken Sword Immortal. Only then were they able to get from Bashu to Gusu in such a short time.
"Let's not talk about this for now." Murong Fu said with a smile, "Dugu Yuyun, do you recognize my old friend?"
"Old friend?" the Sword Master asked in surprise.
Murong Fu said: "Back then you were saved by a strange person named Shenggu in Miaojiang. Do you still remember?"
The Sword Master was stunned for a moment, then said, "I have a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment. I will never forget the great kindness that Saint Lady showed me. Do you recognize Saint Lady?"
Murong Fu said, "The Saint Aunt is the guardian of the Nuwa clan. She is from the same family as Zixuan, the girlfriend of Xu Changqing, the former head of your Shushan Sect. At that time, she was in Miaojiang, and she was taking care of Zixuan's daughter Lin Qing'er. This Lin Qing'er is actually also the daughter of your former head Xu Changqing. Well, she is the daughter of Lin Yeping and Zixuan in Xu Changqing's previous life. Therefore, Lin Qing'er also has the blood of your Shushan flowing in her body."
The Sword Master's old face froze and he was speechless for a moment.
He wanted to say that Murong Fu was slandering Shushan, but he couldn't lie. Others might not know about Xu Changqing and Zixuan's affairs, but as a veteran of Shushan, he knew it best.
When Xu Changqing ascended to heaven, he passed the position of the head of the sect to Elder Chang Hao, and appointed Dugu Yuyun as the Zhenwu Elder.
Later, when Sect Leader Chang Hao passed away, Dugu Yuyun inherited the position of Sect Leader of Shushan and has been doing so until today.
After a few seconds of silence, the Sword Saint said, "Part of what you said is true. I also remember that the Saint Lady was taking care of a baby girl in swaddling clothes. But the talk of the past life, the Shushan bloodline, is ridiculous. Immortal Changqing has no offspring."
Murong Fu said: "The Saint Lady is your good friend. The baby girl she is taking care of is equivalent to her daughter. Is there any friendship between old friends?"
The Sword Saint said: "Her daughter is naturally my old friend. Where is her daughter?"
The Sword Master looked around and his eyes fell on Aunt Li.
In terms of age, it seems that only Aunt Li can match.
Aunt Li quickly shook her head and said, "It's not me, it's not me!"
Murong Fu said, "It's not her. Lin Qing'er was killed by a traitor called the Moon Worshiper in Miaojiang. In order to stop the flood caused by the water monster, she sacrificed herself and sealed the water monster. Just like in the Demon Locking Tower, her mother also sacrificed herself to repair the Demon Locking Tower in order to prevent the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower from harming the people. Tell me, is this an act of great benevolence and righteousness? Is it worthy of your respect?"
"To be unexpected... to be unexpected." The Sword Saint was shocked and said, "Such behavior is truly a great act of benevolence and righteousness. In the past, the Immortal Changqing often stopped at the foot of the Demon Locking Tower to remember Miss Zixuan. I didn't expect that Miss Zixuan's daughter was as brave and selfless as she was."
The Sword Master hates evil and has a chivalrous heart, but he is stubborn and impatient. He is unwilling to take the time to investigate the truth, which leads to his mistakes.
But if he understands the cause and effect, his stance will still be very firm when faced with major issues.
He also felt respect for Lin Qing'er in his heart. He had never imagined that the baby girl in swaddling clothes whom he had met once that year would have such a great achievement in saving the world. Thinking back on the past, he was filled with emotion and sighed.
"Do you know why Miss Zixuan and her daughter would sacrifice themselves to save the people?" Murong Fu said.
"Is there any other reason?" asked the Sword Master.
"Because they are all descendants of Nuwa." Murong Fu said, "Nuwa made humans out of clay, refined stones to mend the sky, and died of exhaustion for the sake of mankind against the gods. She is worthy of the title of Mother of the Earth, benefiting all living things and opening up a new sky for our human race. Although she died, her will has turned into Nuwa's spiritual power, which has been passed down from generation to generation among Nuwa's descendants. Whenever there is a disaster in this world that is difficult for humans to solve, Nuwa's descendants will sacrifice themselves to save the world, just like Zixuan and Lin Qing'er."
Everyone was shocked and felt the greatness of Nuwa and the hardships of Nuwa's clan.
Murong Fu sighed, "Generation after generation of Nuwa's descendants are like this, but the world rarely remembers their names, and even forgets that Nuwa is one of the Three Sovereigns, so that the great Nuwa is only worshipped in Miaojiang. Alas, no one knows their names, but their achievements will last forever. Each of us owes a debt to Nuwa and her descendants. Don't you think so?"
"Is this true?" The Sword Master was genuinely shocked.
"You didn't witness Lin Qing'er's sacrifice, but don't you know about Zixuan's sacrifice?" Murong Fu said in a deep voice.
Thinking of how the Demon Locking Tower had been stable till now and how the human world had avoided countless disasters, the Sword Saint was moved and said, "You are right. We all owe a favor to the descendants of Nuwa and to the goddess Nuwa."
(End of this chapter)
