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

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When I returned, it was late autumn, and when I woke up, it was already almost the New Year.

The two brothers, one in a purple robe and the other in a blue gown, entered the Ancestral Hall together and respectfully offered incense to the past patriarchs. Afterward, the two sat on the threshold of the Ancestral Hall.

Upon seeing this, the junior disciples responsible for maintaining the main hall wisely retreated to a side hall.

Zhou Zhenhuan seemed to have discovered the correct way to use this side hall, and nodded in agreement.

"My Qingcheng Mountain already has so many disciples?"

Zhou Zhen casually asked a question, and Zhao Yuzhen nodded casually: "Almost two thousand disciples."

I have already asked my senior master to stop accepting new disciples.

Having too many disciples and failing to properly educate them would be misleading them.

While I can understand some of his thoughts, some of his actions were indeed inappropriate.

These little guys came up the mountain to seek knowledge and learn skills, but we don't have that many people to teach them.

Just supporting so many disciples is a huge expense.

Zhou Zhenhuan had never considered these things. Although Qingcheng Mountain had its own industries, he had never inquired about its annual income.

In the past, Qingcheng Mountain didn't have many disciples, and people said that Qingcheng had declined.

But now, both Zhou Zhen and Dao Jianxian are renowned names in the martial arts world, so they are naturally not comparable to what they were before.

"And now you've taken the position of sect leader again?"

Based on Zhou Zhenhuan's understanding of his junior brother, the fact that he was paying attention to these things meant that Yin Changsong had already relinquished the title of acting sect leader.

Zhao Yuzhen gave a wry smile: "This was originally my responsibility. I'm already satisfied that I was able to steal so much free time."

Zhou Zhen nodded; this kind of thing wasn't worth sympathizing with.

If outsiders knew, they would probably spit on it and call it pretentious.

The snow was heavy. Qingcheng Mountain is located at a high altitude, so it usually gets more snow than the area at the foot of the mountain.

The two remained silent for a moment, simply sitting quietly and listening to the sound of the snow falling.

After a long while, Zhao Yuzhen seemed to have just remembered something and said, "The Lone Sword Immortal went to Tianqi and cut down all the plaques of the Crimson King's Mansion."

They even set up a challenge arena at Qianjintai to test their skills against Tianqi City.

His strength seems to have increased even more.

"The plaque of the Red King's Mansion? It seems that old Luo has a deep-seated grudge."

Zhao Yuzhen glanced at Zhou Huanzhen's profile and said, "Aren't you worried about your apprentice? His situation isn't good."

Fan Song has written several times, and the situation in Tianqi City is in complete chaos.

The old emperor was poisoned, and Marquis Nalan Yue invited the successor of the Medicine King into the palace, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

The old emperor's health was deteriorating, and Fan Song had quietly mentioned that he might not make it through the winter.

As a result, tensions rose within Tianqi City, with undercurrents swirling beneath the surface.

Perhaps a result will be available before the Chinese New Year.

"Oh." Zhou Zhen nodded indifferently, his attitude very calm, as if he were listening to a completely unrelated story.

"So you're not planning to go take a look?"

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "What's so interesting about this? Whether it's a coup or the old emperor designating a successor, it's bound to be a battle between brothers. It's really not that interesting."

Xiao Se's support was not weak, and with my disciple's name attached to him, he had a protective shield.

No one will kill him.

He has the advantages here; if he loses again, he will truly lose face.

Whether it's Baixiaotang, Xueyue City, or Langya Army, none of them are useless.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, Xiao Se is not the one who is going to lose.

Zhao Yuzhen seemed to be thinking: "It seems that Senior Brother had already predicted the ending."

"But it just doesn't seem like my usual self. You used to always love watching the drama unfold."

What kind of talk is that? What kind of talk is that?

Zhou Zhenhuan glared at him. "Do you think I want to watch the show? Do you think watching the show is fun?"

No, you can't even imagine the joy of watching a spectacle.

However, it wasn't because I enjoyed watching the spectacle, but because I was afraid something bad might happen to Xiao Se along the way.

The game is now decided; we just have to wait for the final result.

“You’re right. I think it’s very interesting that Lao Luo set up this arena. We can go and take a look.”

Zhao Yuzhen: ...

"Senior brother, even if you say you're worried about Xiao Se, I can understand."

Zhou Zhenhuan pursed his lips: "Think what you want, but I really am going to save someone."

Zhao Yuzhen was slightly taken aback: "Who?"

Is there anyone in this world worth my senior brother's help?

"A monk."

Inside Hanshui Temple, Wuxin sat upright, seemingly surrounded by a halo of Buddha.

The wind and snow outside did not disturb him in the slightest; his heart was at peace.

He had been living at Hanshui Temple for quite some time now, and it seemed that the hustle and bustle of the martial world had faded away, making him somewhat reluctant to leave this place.

The wind and snow are getting stronger today, but I don't really feel like it's a good day to go out.

He stood up, and Wu Chan came in from outside carrying a bowl of hot soup.

"Junior Brother Wuxin, have some hot soup to warm yourself up."

Wuxin smiled and thanked him, but only took a sip before putting the soup back.

"Brother, I'm leaving."

Wu Chan glanced at the sky outside and was slightly taken aback: "The snow is falling so heavily, where are you going?"

"Go see someone and figure out something."

Chapter 199 The Dragon Seal Scroll Appears

Snowfall Manor in Tianqi City truly lives up to its name.

This place is nothing like that dilapidated inn; it's decorated very elegantly and truly deserves the name of a mountain resort.

"Ouch, it's so hot... This kind of hot pot is perfect for this kind of weather. It's a pity that Wuxin is not here, and I don't know where that little monk has run off to."

Several people were gathered around a charcoal stove with a pot on top.

Lei Wujie put a slice of mutton as thin as a cicada's wing into his mouth and let out a satisfied groan.

The two little rabbits in his arms, who were waiting to be fed with their mouths open, got angry when they saw that Lei Wujie wasn't feeding them first, and started punching Lei Wujie's chest incessantly.

Ye Ruoyi and Sikong Qianluo each grabbed one of the rabbits, placed it in front of them, and fed it two pieces of radish, which calmed the two little rabbits down a bit.

Snowfall Manor is quite lively now, with Tang Lian, Tian Nv Rui, and Ji Xue all gathered here, in addition to the few people there.

Now that Li Fansong is working with Xiao Feixuan at the Imperial Observatory, he can finally understand why Xiao Feixuan has gained weight.

The people at the Imperial Observatory are really spoiling Xiao Feixuan rotten.

However, he had already met with Xiao Se and the others. Xiao Se knew that it was his master who sent this senior brother, who had just entered the realm of sword immortals, to help. He was grateful and had been sending things to the Imperial Observatory quite often recently.

After eating a piece of radish, Ji Xue also seemed to have little interest in the food in front of her.

"We have received news that the Dragon Seal Scroll has appeared. It is now in Jin Yan's hands."

Now the Red King and the White King have their eyes on him, both wanting to know what is written in the Dragon Seal Scroll.

"Could you please make a trip to the palace?"

The last sentence was directed at Xiao Se.

Xiao Se shook his head, his face expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Now the Imperial Uncle has sealed off the palace, saying it's the Emperor's order, and no one is allowed to enter without a decree."

The Emperor's health was deteriorating, and even the young physician had no good solutions, only able to suppress the poison but not find a cure.

Unless we can get our master to intervene.

Sikong Qianlu frowned: "Didn't Senior Brother Fansong already try it? The news from Qingcheng clearly stated that Master even destroyed the Xiaoyao Palace, which means Master doesn't want to get involved."

It must be because, with his master's abilities, he had long foreseen everything that would happen.

Furthermore, we cannot rely on our master for everything.

Our master has already done so much for us.

“That’s true.” Xiao Se nodded, but his movements slowed down a bit.

After all, the one lying in the palace was his father.

But he also understood that he couldn't ask for more.

Looking back on my journey, I have never asked my master for anything in return for his help and care.

Ye Ruoyi looked at Sikong Qianluo, then at Xiao Se, and said softly, "Perhaps we should trust the little divine doctor. After all, back then, everyone said I wouldn't survive, but I was saved in the end."

We should give her more time. Besides, didn't she receive the resurrection technique taught by Senior Zhou?

"It can bring the dead back to life and heal bones; its effects are extraordinary. Perhaps good news will arrive soon."

Ji Xue sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat heavy, but she didn't feel at all that it was because she had brought up this heavy topic.

Having come this far, they have to face what they have to face; there's no escaping it.

Because running away will lead to death, and not just one person.

"There's no use worrying about His Majesty's health. You might as well think about what to do about the Dragon Seal Scroll."

Jin Yan was the Grand Supervisor of the Five Supervisors, responsible for affixing the imperial seal to various imperial edicts and documents.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Dragon Seal Scroll was in his possession.

Lei Wujie suddenly asked, "What is a Dragon Seal Scroll?"

Upon hearing this question, the group paused for a moment, then their gazes fell upon Xiao Se.

Xiao Se explained, "This Dragon Seal Scroll is actually a means for the royal family to select a successor."

Whoever's name is written on it will be the crown prince. When the emperor passes away, the crown prince will rightfully take over the entire country.

Otherwise, they would not be legitimate, but rather traitors and rebels.

This is also to prevent ambitious people from usurping power.

But before the Dragon Seal Scroll was officially released, no one knew whose name was written on it, so…

Lei Wujie suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. That's why both the White King and the Red King want the Dragon Seal Scroll in Jin Yan's hands. In that case, they can fake it and pretend it is theirs even if it isn't theirs."

Xiao Se nodded approvingly: "Not bad, you actually thought of this. You have indeed made a lot of progress during this time."

"Hey, Xiao Se, don't you know the saying, 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation'? I'm not stupid."

Shouldn't we go and snatch it too?

Otherwise, wouldn't that be very disadvantageous for you, Xiao Se?

"Take it away? How? The five supervisors are all sword immortals. We probably can't do it with just the few of us."

Besides, no one can guarantee that the emperor won't be cured tomorrow. Seizing this Dragon Seal Scroll now will not bring any benefit; on the contrary, it will attract attacks from those with ulterior motives." Ji Xue poured cold water on this idea.

Lei Wujie wanted to refute, but after weighing the difference in strength between the two sides, he finally sighed helplessly.

It was only then that Lei Wujie realized that he seemed to have fallen far behind.

Wushuang became a sword immortal, Xiaose has returned to the carefree heavenly realm, and Li Fansong has also become a sword immortal.

Lei Wujie, despite having decent conditions, has been unable to take that step for a long time.