532: Chapter 84: The Wine Cup 532: Chapter 84: The Wine Cup Flying Swords whistled through the dense forest of Qixia Mountain at a rapid pace.
Xie Xuanyi and True Master Jun Shan both had solemn expressions.
Although Meng Kejian had not appeared, the oppressive feeling from behind never dissipated; Xie Xuanyi could feel the commander of Yuzi Camp’s Divine Thought locking onto him from afar…
As expected, today’s assassination trap at Qixia Mountain had not yet concluded.
The fog was thick, and the path ahead was uncertain.
Thankfully, no other ambushers leapt out from the sides of the dense forest.
“… Benefactor?”
After a short while, a weak moan slowly arose.
Mi Yun awoke in the arms of True Master Jun Shan.
He looked at the retreating trees around him, and listened to the piercing sound of the wind, dazed for a moment.
This was no longer the familiar mission group, the familiar carriages.
This was…
fleeing for their lives.
“You’re awake.”
Xie Xuanyi’s tone was unusually gentle: “…
You can sleep a little longer.”
The Karma Principle had been of great help.
“Where is my master uncle?”
Mi Yun’s expression was dim, extremely intelligent as he was, seeing this scene, how could he not understand what had happened after he fainted?
But some questions, even knowing the answer, still need to be asked.
“Your master uncle…”
True Master Jun Shan sighed softly and slowly began: “He went to fight someone.
Before he left, he entrusted you to us.”
Miao Zhen and Du Yunzhong are embroiled in a bloody battle.
The outcome of this battle is still unknown.
Miao Zhen’s safety need not be worried about…
with his methods, if he is willing to forcefully advance to the Yin God Realm, even if he cannot win, he has a way to escape this battle.
However.
As for those from the mission group, that’s another story.
“Brother Zhongmu, Brother Zhongshui…”
Mi Yun’s voice was hoarse as he asked, “What about the brothers from the mission group?”
“Nalan Xuance ordered people to set up the ‘Cage Immortal Array’ at Qixia Mountain.”
True Master Jun Shan spoke bitterly: “Just now it was Xie Zhen fighting in a bloody struggle, which provided a chance to break the array…
Now that we have escaped from this array and drawn away most of the enemies.
Those brothers of yours in the mission group should be each fighting for their own lives…”
Speaking of each fighting for their own lives.
The Yuzi Camp, the Camp Cang, were all elite troops under Chen Chong’s command.
Beyond the mountains, Yuanzhou Iron Cavalry was also rounding up.
How many could escape with their lives?
“…”
Mi Yun’s face was ashen, his lips dry and trembling.
He wanted to say more, but his strength had run out, overwhelmed by exhaustion, he couldn’t utter another word.
“We are in trouble ourselves right now!”
True Master Jun Shan grew angrier the more he thought about it, grinding his teeth and cursing: “Although we don’t know the exact location, that Meng Kejian must be following us…
The entire Qixia Mountain is blocked by thick fog, that son of a bitch Nalan Xuance, who knows how many arrays he has set up, how many contingencies he has left!!”
The ambush at Qu River was dangerous but not yet desperate.
Mi Yun slowly moved his head, looking with difficulty at the young man in black beside him.
Xie Xuanyi didn’t say anything.
Thus, the atmosphere was deathly still.
Even though they had just escaped from death’s door, their morale was now lower than ever.
“… They came for me.”
At this moment, Mi Yun murmured softly, “Benefactor, you can put me down.
If you put me down, they won’t bother you anymore.”
True Master Jun Shan was taken aback and scolded, “What nonsense are you talking about!”
“I’m serious…”
After being reprimanded, Mi Yun’s voice grew even quieter.
Two lines of tears slowly streamed down.
He muttered softly: “I have brought disaster upon my fellow monks in the mission group, upon my master uncle; I don’t want to bring harm to you anymore…”
Although he inherited the Buddha Bone of Tanluan.
At the end of the day, this was just a child not yet ten years old.
Cultivating Buddhist Law and opening the root of wisdom early, but how early can it be?
How wise can it be?
This time.
True Master Jun Shan fell into silence.
He knew, this little fellow might be right, the simplest way to escape the predicament might indeed be to abandon him…
From the beginning to the end, Nalan Xuance and Chen Chong’s arrangements at Qixia Mountain were only targeting the Buddhist faction!
Destroying Buddha!
How to destroy Buddha?
Killing these monks from the mission group didn’t count for much; they were indeed among the best in Fan Yin Temple, but the Buddhist church is vast, covering the entire Da Li Dynasty; how could killing a mere few dozen monks shake the foundation of Buddhism?
To kill, they had to kill the future leaders of Buddhism!
“I’m sorry, you’re too late.”
“Leaving you behind now, the situation won’t get any better.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke calmly: “I broke the Cage Immortal Array, spoiled Nalan Qiutong’s arrangement, this woman holds grudges, and she won’t let me off easily.
No matter what, she will look for a chance to kill me on Qixia Mountain.
Stop talking such nonsense.
Right now, we only have one path, and that is to escape Qixia Mountain.”
Mi Yun fell silent.
He took a deep breath, determination in his eyes, the little fellow slowly raised two fingers to his brow.
He prepared to concentrate his Divine Thought, once again using his spirit.
In this desperate situation, the only thing Mi Yun could rely on was the Karma Principle–
Perhaps.
Only the Karma Principle could pierce through this overwhelming gloom.
“Buzz!”
A soft Sword Sound arose, Xie Xuanyi waved his sleeve and sent out a strand of delicate Sword Intent, which was extremely tender, like a swimming fish, pulling at Mi Yun’s sleeve, shaking the little monk’s two fingers down.
“…Benefactor?”
Mi Yun was full of confusion; he didn’t understand why Xie Zhen wouldn’t let him use the Karma Principle.
“Use the Dao Principles again, and you will die.”
Xie Xuanyi said without expression, “Your Divine Sea isn’t strong enough to sustain the deduction of the Tao Rules for a third time… Have you forgotten the arrangement we agreed upon earlier?
After mending your Divine Soul, you were to help Brother Jun Shan see the situation at Tianyuan Mountain.”
“I…”
Mi Yun’s lips trembled, unsure of what to say.
True Master Jun Shan looked even more complicated in expression, muttering to himself with a troubled and pained look, “Why the hell should I look at Tianyuan Mountain; just getting out of Qixia Mountain alive would be good enough.”
Although he said this, he controlled his complaint with Divine Thought, preventing Mi Yun from hearing it.
Because he, too, could see that after repeatedly using the Karma Principle, this youngster’s Divine Soul had reached a critical point of near-collapse.
Should he forcefully use the “Karma” again, perhaps Mi Yun’s Divine Sea would collapse first.
If the youngster died.
Then what would be the point of this journey east and this entrapment battle?
“Wait…”
“There seems to be a ‘candlelight’ up ahead!”
Deng Baiyi, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke up.
She held a Breaking Miasma Talisman in her hand; although the talisman couldn’t break through the grand formation that Nalan Xuance had set up in Qixia Mountain, it could at least carve out a path about ten zhang long imbued with clarity and also sense the surrounding “lust for life” and “killing intent”.
At this moment.
The Breaking Miasma Talisman began to tremble violently!
The Flying Sword suddenly slowed down!
Xie Xuanyi and True Master Jun Shan’s pupils constricted, and in order to escape the pursuit and not expose themselves, they deliberately lowered the Flying Sword speed to the extreme, almost skimming the ground.
They were currently weaving through a bamboo forest, with Sword Qi streaking through like a meteor and, having no choice, had to suddenly stop.
The thick fog in the bamboo forest obstructed both of their Divine Thoughts.
The radiance from the Breaking Miasma Talisman was also blocked by this layer of faint, greyish mist.
But curiously enough…
Neither Divine Thought nor talisman could probe through.
Yet, oddly enough, the naked eye could see it all too clearly.
The mist would disperse with a mere puff of wind; inside the bamboo forest, there seemed to be a long bamboo table set out with an old pot of wine and three porcelain bowls.
However, the strangest thing was.
At this moment opposite the bamboo table, there was a neatly dressed young scholar with a righteous countenance.
The wind passed through.
The green robe fluttered.
The young scholar filled the porcelain bowls with wine from the pot, his expression calm, observing his nose and nose his heart as if an old monk were entering meditation, or as if he was serenely waiting for an old friend, as if he knew someone was coming…
After filling the three bowls, he didn’t drink but slowly raised his head, looking towards the end of the bamboo forest mist.
Xie Xuanyi looked at Jun Shan, and Jun Shan looked back at Xie Xuanyi.
The two rapidly exchanged thoughts.
“Is this fellow an assassin sent by Nalan Xuance?”
True Master Jun Shan narrowed his eyes, speaking in confusion, “This person is very strange…
I can’t feel any Primordial Energy on him, nor any killing intent.”
Xie Xuanyi’s expression grew solemn.
Jun Shan’s sensing was the same as his own.
That young scholar, inappropriately appearing here, had no killing intent, nor did he give off a sense of danger to him.
The Heart Lake Sensing was not triggered.
But, this didn’t necessarily mean safety.
“This guy is too strange; shall we detour?” True Master Jun Shan instinctively wanted to change direction.
“No difference.”
Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath, “Nalan Xuance has set up layers of ambushes on Qixia Mountain; no matter where we escape to, it’s the same…
Better to take a gamble.”
He had chosen this path as a gamble in the first place!
Now, he chose to trust his Heart Lake’s judgment once again!
The Flying Sword issued a light ringing sound as it landed on the ground.
Xie Xuanyi walked towards the bamboo table; the young scholar lifted his head, and their gazes met.
The latter’s face bore a faint smile, and after they looked at each other, his gaze never moved away from Xie Xuanyi’s face.
The young scholar raised his hand, gesturing for him to sit, but Xie Xuanyi did not take a seat.
“Sorry, I’m not here to drink wine.”
Xie Xuanyi stood in front of the bamboo table and softly said, “I’ve come to ask for directions.”
The young scholar remained silent.
He just looked up at the black-clothed youth in front of him, the smile on his face was very gentle, like a warm spring breeze.
He used his green robe sleeve to wipe the cushion beside the bamboo table and then reached out again, making a friendly, inviting gesture.
Xie Xuanyi closely observed the young scholar’s sleeves and collar.
He fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, “This mountain is too foggy, the road to leave…
Do you know it, fellow Daoist?”
The scholar smiled and nodded his head.
For the third time, he made a gesture, only this time, instead of inviting Xie Xuanyi to sit, he pointed at the three bowls of wine in front of him, making a gesture of lifting the bowl to drink.
Only halfway through the action, it was interrupted.
“You lad…
You wouldn’t happen to be mute, would you?!”
True Master Jun Shan controlled his Flying Sword to land, rushed up to the bamboo table in a hurry, and without minding his appearance, sat down, lifting up the bowls and gulping down the wine fiercely.
“???”
Deng Baiyi and Mi Yun had complex expressions.
Even the corners of Xie Xuanyi’s eyes twitched slightly.
“The wine, I’ve drunk; where’s the road?!”
True Master Jun Shan let out a burp from the wine, flicked his Daoist robe heavily, and the wine cup landed on the bamboo mat with a crisp ‘ding’ sound.
The Powerful Energy of the wine was immense; even for a renowned Taoist Reincarnated True People like himself, after drinking it, his cheeks flushed red and his speech began to slur a little.
The young scholar was stunned for a moment, looking at the empty wine cup in front of him with a somewhat amused and helpless expression.
Obviously, he had not expected such a turn of events.