479: Chapter 62 Jiang Fugui is about to leave the pass_2 479: Chapter 62 Jiang Fugui is about to leave the pass_2 Xie Yunnan did not know what had happened, but still felt a lingering fear.
Gu Wen comforted: “Your Master Chi’s ti of the month has co recently, so she is a bit irritable.
Just avoid provoking her.”
“Oh…”
Xie Yunnan nodded, not realizing that cultivators do not experience nstruation, only thinking that Junior Master Gu was truly gentle and elegant.
Gu Wen said: “You did well.
I happen to need so traces of the Heavenly Demon Sect and also need soone to investigate.”
Xie Yunnan imdiately said: “Please leave it to , Master.
Although my cultivation is not high, I am proficient in finding evil, and I will definitely find the hidden evil cultivators for you.”
The higher the cultivation, the stronger the divine thought, and the greater the ability to investigate.
But the world is too vast, compared to the cultivator’s divine thought which can’t extend to the end, it’s also hard to do it silently.
Gu Wen’s divine thought can span millions of miles, overlooking hundreds of miles, but when he wants to see each person, each grain of sand, every hider in detail, the commotion would be great.
Would the Heavenly Demon Sect Ancestor be within his thousand-mile range?
He disdains small fry.
“Very good, I appreciate young people like you with promise; the future of the world will rely on you.”
Gu Wen stood up and patted Xie Yunnan’s 1.8-ter shoulder, the latter looked excited, as if he had just won the top honor at the Tianxuan Conference.
As a direct disciple of the Sword Master, the sentence she heard most was ‘How Gu Wen was back in the day.’
Other people’s masters always talked about their own past glories, but her master always talked about how Gu Wen was.
At first, she was very unconvinced.
Xiao Yunyi held his broken arm, saying: In the past, Brother Gu defeated after just half a year of sword practice, to this day this broken arm can’t be reconnected; the Sword Intent left on it can already rival half an Immortal Sword.
Broken Sword Mountain has a Sword List, the top of which is her master’s broken arm.
Now receiving praise from Junior Master Gu, isn’t this equivalent to getting recognition from her master?
Gu Wen, not knowing his daughter’s thoughts, grabbed her palm, and drew a sword character on it.
“I leave you with a thod to deal with enemies.
If you are injured, it will activate.
During this ti, avoid fighting with anyone casually.”
“Understood!”
Xie Yunnan nodded and said: “Junior still needs to request assistance from the True Martial Palace, apart from on-site reconnaissance, there’s also the calculation of Tian Ji.
Junior is not skilled in divination, usually seeking help from True Martial Palace.”
“This matter should not be disclosed.”
Gu Wen glanced at Chi Yu Zi, who shook her head and said: “I’m good with knives and swords, but don’t ask to divine.
Can’t you, a Saint, learn it yourself?”
“I cannot.
I am at odds with the world, different, and do not exist.”
Gu Wen had wanted to learn divination since his ti in the Immortal Land.
Pinching fingers to calculate, understanding Yin and Yang, this is a basic skill of old immortals.
But no matter what, he couldn’t calculate anything, not even rain, because he stands apart from heaven and earth, not within the Five Elents.
He stretched out his hand and pulled a white-robed nun from the void.
“Do you know divination?”
“Amitabha, Buddhist Law focuses on cause and effect, I know a little.”
“Very good, if you have any questions in the future, ask her directly.”
Xie Yunnan hurriedly cupped her hands and asked: “May I know the senior’s title?”
The Jade Sword Buddha replied: “I go by the title Jade Sword Buddha.”
“Ah?”
Xie Yunnan blinked, glanced at Chi Yu Zi, then at Gu Wen.
Junior Master Gu is also a man of many affections, not even sparing a nun.
The Jade Sword Buddha had not been active for a hundred years, before she was born.
But Xie Yunnan had still heard of her; the only monk with Buddha in her title, moreover a great master known as the Buddha Heavenly Venerate.
Recently, rumors have it that a Buddhist heir was taken away by the Yuqing Heavenly Venerate, producing many offspring.
It seems the many offspring is a rumor, but the rest is true.
The two exchanged a few words and contact information.
Until noon, Xie Yunnan left the room and happened to run into Jiang Jucai.
“I, Jiang, greet Inspector Xie.”
“No need to be so polite, today I am rely here to deliver an invitation for my master.”
“For Mr.
Wen?
I never thought Sword Master and Mr.
Wen would know each other.
If I had known earlier, I would have visited Sword Master.”
Xie Yunnan coldly nodded and walked away by herself.
Jiang Jucai gazed at her back, eyes deepening, with so bad guesses in his heart.
He turned his head and walked into the loft, seeing Gu Wen pruning a potted plant, a short-haired, handso woman leaning on the side, her hands folded under her delicate face, gazing upward.
The sunset shone through the window onto their Daoist robes, revealing strands of gold threads.
A gentle breeze blew through their hair, allowing them to enjoy the tranquil years.
Thinking of their identities and cultivation, Jiang Jucai couldn’t help but feel envious.
Those with great power are mostly solitary, with few peers and friends in the sa generation, and even those relationships would fade over ti.
Jiang Jucai could see that Chi Venerable had an extre fondness for Mr.
Wen, a pure affection untainted by flattery for benefits.
Sotis, when Jiang Jucai served tea at the dining table, fulfilling the etiquette of a junior, she would just glare at him.
If only I could et such a good match, how wonderful that would be…
“Do not leave the south, do not leave the north, do not leave the low in the east, do not leave the high in the west, keep the delicate, remove the coarse, keep the slanted, remove the straight…”
Gu Wen murmured a catchy rhy, continuously cutting off branches and leaves, eventually leaving only a bare stalk.
Chi Yu Zi was stunned for a mont, then burst out laughing like a goose.
Jiang Jucai took the opportunity to step forward and said, “Mr.
Wen, this is Yulan Ningguang.
Cutting it like this will kill it.”
As soon as the words fell, the bare potted plant suddenly grew again, sprouting buds, extending branches, and blooming flowers.
A refreshing fragrance spread, wafting through ten miles of the Jiang family’s Ancestral Land.
Gu Wen picked a flower and placed it on Chi Yu Zi’s head, saying lightly, “All things grow in order, all beings have their sequence, cultivation is about breaking away from this order.”
“If I want it to live, it will naturally live.”
“…”
Jiang Jucai held his breath slightly, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression in his heart.
“Why did you co today?
Has Fugui co out of seclusion?”
“Father will erge from seclusion in a month.”
“Oh?”
Gu Wen beca interested and said, “Why are you so sure?”
If Jiang Fugui erges from seclusion, it would an the affairs of the Jiang family would be exposed.
Even without his arrival, in just a few more decades, soone from the Daoist Sect would co to inquire, because seclusion cannot last forever.
Jiang Fugui is also considered established.
What is Jiang Jucai plotting?
Jiang Jucai asserted, “This is the deadline for seclusion that my father ntioned.
If he hasn’t erged by then, there must be a problem.”
“Then I’ll wait.”
Gu Wen continued to tend to the flowerpots, and Jiang Jucai did not dare to disturb, cupping his hands in farewell.
Before leaving, he suddenly asked, “Mr.
Wen, if one day my father does sothing evil, what would you do?”
Gu Wen responded without hesitation, “If it’s for survival, myriad evils are not evil.”
“So, living is not a cri?”
Jiang Jucai’s eyes brightened slightly, but saw Gu Wen shake his head, looking at him with calm and profound eyes, as if seeing through him.
“The so-called cri is doing what one should not forcefully do.
Following nature is not a cri, seeking life is not a cri, but if soone’s life ends naturally, killing for longevity is a cri.”
“How can a cultivator not kill?”
Gu Wen smiled and said, “That’s why I only mind myself and those around , unlike my master, who always governs everyone.
Do you have so unspeakable troubles, needing my protection?
Or has Fugui broken the law and needs to go to prison?”
“…”
Jiang Jucai was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, “No, my father has always been kind to others, known as a great philanthropist far and wide.”
“What about you?”
“Nephew naturally wishes to be like my father.”
“That’s good.”
“Nephew takes his leave.”
Jiang Jucai turned and left, his pace quickening slightly after stepping out of the gate, his eyes steady, looking straight ahead.
Mr.
Wen is not an ordinary person, and to my father, he is omnipotent.
But he is the only one who can keep my father alive, allowing him to fulfill his wish to see Mr.
Wen once more.
After he completely disappeared, Chi Yu Zi opened her mouth and said, “Gu Wen, I think it is necessary for cultivators to sever mortal ties thoroughly.
Like , I left ho when I was young.
He doesn’t seem like a bad person, but I have an unavoidable reason to kill him.”
She pursed her lips, leaned her head against Gu Wen’s shoulder, and whispered, “This feeling is very annoying.”
“Perhaps.”
Gu Wen neither agreed nor disagreed, saying, “That’s why I need to find the real culprit.
I won’t be satisfied killing him.
I heard the Heavenly Demon Ancestor is about to beco an immortal.”
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