Seven Swords Roam the World
Outside Hangzhou city, on a bamboo mountain, a lovely girl in green was sitting on a bamboo chair, biting into wild fruit and shouting at several people in the empty space, her voice as clear and melodious as a little bird's.
"Uncle Fat, you're running slow, hurry up and lose weight; Big Headed Master, you've run past the line, it's not that you shouldn't be standing in this position, look at Old Grandfather Master, his stance is so good..."
"Ling'er, don't disturb Master and the others from cultivating the Wu Mu ancient book." A young man in blue clothes walked out of the bamboo forest.
This is the wooden house of Bamboo Mountain's old man, where Jiangnan Four Sons and Yilin Luoman have been cultivating for half a year. In the empty space, Jiangnan Four Sons are cultivating Wu Mu's legacy book, which is divided into nine layers. After half a year of cultivation, they have just reached the third layer. This technique requires a high level of tacit understanding between cultivators, fortunately, Jiangnan Four Sons have been living together since fifteen years ago, otherwise ordinary people might not even be able to succeed in the first layer.
After a while, the four people in the field stopped practicing. Lao San Guo Bang walked towards Yiling and wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying: "Ling'er, your Shu Bo has been sweating profusely from practicing. Go get me some water to drink."
"Hmph, I don't want to. Fat Master Guo, you're running too slowly. You should sweat a bit and lose some weight, then you can run faster." Yilin coldly snorted, ridiculing Guo Bang with a sarcastic tone.
"Haha, Old Three, you're going to lose weight!" Old Four Zhang said with a smile while drinking water from a ladle.
"Big Brother Da, you're not doing any better, always rushing ahead and bumping into me, what's the point of that?" Yi Ling said angrily, scolding each of the Jiangnan Four Sons one by one, without giving them any face.
"Haha... " This time it was Guo Bang's turn to laugh. He immediately asked Yiling: "Ling'er, what about your master? What's wrong with him?"
Yī Líng glanced at the old man in a straw rain cape who was packing tobacco into his pipe and muttered under his breath, "I don't dare say anything against Master. If I did, he'd definitely hit me with that pipe until I forgot everything."
As soon as she finished speaking, looking at her wronged expression, the five people present all laughed. Yi Ling has been the happy fruit of Jiangnan Four Sons and Luo Man for half a year. Three months ago, under the treatment of Su Yi, he had recovered his previous memories, but in order to accompany Luo Man through the half-year period with Su Yi, he stayed in Zhushan and chose to return to Shu Mountain with Yang after the Tai Shan Yin Bang competition.
"If you can't remember, then just don't remember. You didn't remember anything to begin with, did you?" Old Third Guo Bang teased with a smile.
"No way, I still want to go to Mount Tai to participate in the Silver List competition, and I also want to see Master's brother."
"Hmm! Now that you've got it, Master Brother shouldn't be too full of himself, should he?" Guo Bang said with a pretentious serious tone.
"It's not like that! How could I not want my brother Luo Man?" Yi Ling smiled and went over to hug Luo Man's arm, leaning her head on his shoulder and said in a daze.
The scene was filled with another burst of laughter, accompanied by Luo Man's silly smile. In the six months they had spent together, Luo Man and Yi Ling had developed into a loving couple, their feelings for each other incredibly strong.
After the laughter stopped, Yu Zhui lit his pipe and took a puff of smoke. He said to Luo Man: "Girl, come here."
"Yes, Master." Luo Man gently lifted Yi Ling's head and walked in front of the raincoat.
"Today you should set off to Mount Tai, perhaps your master and the people of Shu Mountain have already arrived there. You'd better set off early, so they won't worry." said Yuwen Keji while smoking.
Yī páng yī líng tīng dào hòu, bèng bèng tiào tiào de zǒu guò lái, huān xǐ de shuō: "zhēn de ā? nà wǒ hěn kuài jiù kě yǐ kàn guò shī xiōng tā men le."
Translation:
Yi Ling heard and came bouncing over, happily saying: "Really? Then I'll be able to see Shifu and the others soon."
"Your cultivation has improved a lot in the past half year, but it's still only at the mid-fourth layer of spiritual power. You can't even compare to that little girl." said Yu Yin slowly.
"Disciple is stupid and has disappointed Master's expectations." Luo Man said with his head down.
"Who says you're stupid? Are you saying I have poor eyesight?! Hmph!" The old man scolded, but after taking a puff of smoke, his tone softened: "It's good that you've learned my Demon-Expelling Flute and Jade Flute Eight Styles. At least you haven't disgraced me."
"Of course, Brother Luo is so clever, he will definitely learn it in no time." Yi Ling chimed in with a joyful tone.
"Girl, don't interrupt me, let me finish speaking." Gu Yi said to Yilin, then turned his head to Luoman and said: "This time the Silver List competition, all disciples' cultivation should be above the middle of the fourth layer of spiritual power. With your cultivation, you can only be at the bottom, so I plan to pass on my Jade Bamboo Flute to you. As long as you cleverly combine the eight styles of the jade flute that I taught you with the techniques of the Mao Shan Sect, you should be able to go further."
"Hmm... so much saliva." Yi Ling furrowed her brow and said in a low voice.
Looking at Luo Man's hesitant expression, Yu Yin thought he was really disgusted with his own saliva, and said discontentedly: "Hmph, this jade bamboo flute has been with me for over a decade, I don't know how many demons it has exorcised, how many people it has saved, and now you're the one who's disdainful of it."
"Master, the disciple is not disdainful of your jade flute." Luo Man saw that the old man in the raincoat was angry and quickly explained: "It's just that the disciple thinks that Master, you are still going to roam the Jianghu, exorcise demons and protect the Tao, this jade bamboo flute will be more powerful in Master's hands."
"This jade bamboo flute is indeed a top-grade Xuanbing, but I'm not so incompetent that I need to rely on it to exorcise demons. This fishing rod of mine is an extraordinary Xuanbing." The tone of Yu Yiniao softened considerably after hearing Luo Man's explanation: "Moreover, you're my disciple. If you don't even have a decent Xuanbing, wouldn't that be embarrassing for me, Yu Yiniao?"
"Thank you, Master. I won't let you down." Luo Man saw this and knelt down to receive the jade flute.
"Master, you gave Luo Man a jade flute, what about me?" Yi Ling walked to the side of Yu Yin and said with a pout.
"Heh heh, Master is giving you this pipe that has accompanied me for decades." The old man in the raincoat handed the pipe over to Yiling.
"Get away!" Yiling hastily jumped back.
Others burst into laughter again. Then, Lao San Guo Bang beckoned to Yilin, signaling her to come over. Yilin saw this and happily ran over, pulling on Guo Bang's arm and saying: "Fat Master Uncle, do you have something to give me?"
Guo Bang took out a yellow package from his bosom, opened the package, and pulled out a purple vest from inside, handing it to Yiling.
"Ling'er, you've been with us for half a year. Although you often tease us, you've also brought us many benefits. This purple robe is something I borrowed from the Imperial Palace - it's a top-grade defensive artifact, but its power is comparable to that of a high-level defensive technique. With this, even a beginner cultivator can't harm you in the slightest, and it can also neutralize half of an intermediate cultivator's attacks. You're a girl, so I'll give it to you for self-defense."
"Thanks, Master Bao. I knew you're the best!" Yiling took the purple shirt and turned around to make a face at Cangyi Chui Su. Cangyi Chui Su could only shake his head and smile wryly upon seeing this.
"Alright, Wa'er, Ling'er, we won't be staying here either. After today, the Four Sons of Jiangnan will re-emerge into the world. In the future, when you hear news about us, you can come find us. Time is almost up, you two go now." The old man Bamboo Mountain slowly said, having not spoken until now.
Luoman and Yiling heard this and knew it was time to go to Mount Tai, so they bid farewell to the four people, activated the spiritual symbol flying technique, and rushed to Mount Tai.
"Luō Mǎn brother, after I see Shī Xiōng, I want to tease him a bit. If you expose me, I won't forgive you."
"Alright..."
In a small town in Shanxi, early in the morning, the inn was filled with people eating breakfast. Yang and the others sat at one table, having their morning meal. After a night of rest, except for Jiang You's severe injuries, the other four were more or less recovered. The waiter bustled about among the guests, pouring tea and serving dishes.
Suddenly, the sound of music filled the streets, a red procession passed by the inn's entrance, and the sounds of trumpets, suona horns, and drums added a touch of vitality to the quiet town in the early morning. It was unclear which wealthy family was marrying off their daughter, but the wedding procession had set out early. The waiter, living up to his role as an all-knowing informant, went out to investigate and returned to announce in the main hall:
"Oh no, it's all settled then. Miss Zhang is getting married and going to South Xinjiang, I was just talking about her yesterday."
Everyone saw Xiao Er speaking vividly, with comical expressions, and after listening, they all burst into loud laughter. Li Lian was puzzled, and hastily called Xiao Er over: "Xiao Er, isn't it normal for a daughter to get married? Why make such a big fuss?"
"This young master, you don't know that although Miss Zhang is a talented lady from a good family, she is extremely ugly and has not been able to get married at the age of 25. I was just talking to another female guest about this yesterday, and unexpectedly, she got married today." He explained to Li Lian.
Then he looked at Murong Jing for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "Right, right, I was talking to this girl yesterday."
Murong Jing heard this and raised her head to smile at the little servant. The little servant continued, "Yesterday, a group of horse bandits said they wanted to kidnap Miss Zhang from the Zhang family. Mr. Zhang went to ask for a team of government soldiers to come and drive away these horse bandits. Who knew that yesterday, those government soldiers all came back with injuries, saying that the horse bandits had been driven away? But how can people believe this? Today, they're probably afraid that the horse bandits will come again to take someone, so under the pretext of getting married, the whole family is moving to the south. Otherwise, Miss Zhang isn't a stunning beauty who can topple cities and countries, so why would someone from as far away as the south come to marry her?"
After listening to Xiao Er Ge's account of the cause and effect, Li Lian took out a piece of silver from his bosom and rewarded Xiao Er Ge. Xiao Er Ge left again with joy and delight.
"Those horse thieves were indeed chased away yesterday, and the steward must have seen it too. I reckon he was scared off." Li Lian shook his head with a smile.
"Ordinary people don't know martial arts and don't understand mysterious skills. If that black devil came yesterday, even you and I would have to run away." Jiang You said weakly.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, hurry up and finish breakfast so we can head out to Mount Tai." Yang stopped them.
The five of them didn't discuss Miss Zhang's marriage again and flew towards Mount Tai after finishing breakfast.
Everyone guess what kind of evil idea Yiling is up to again?
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