Chapter 9 First Encounter

  Jieyin Mountain Villa was mysterious for them, and nothing but mysterious.

  Tongxianling, Tongxian's tomb, and Jieyin Mountain Villa have all disappeared from the eyes of the world for over a hundred years.

  Even among a few people, for Ling Luo Yu, who is most familiar with the Jieyin Mountain Villa, he only knows a little about the Jieyin Mountain Villa from some ancient books.

  As for why the mountain villa would come forward and invite them ahead of time, several people discussed it for half a day but couldn't get any leads at all.

  The boat goes straight to the bridgehead, and only by being unchanged can it respond to all changes. Perhaps one can only understand the reason behind this after attending the banquet in person!

  Since they couldn't come up with a solution, the few people had no choice but to disperse separately.

  It was still early in the evening, and Ling Luo Yu called out to the nearby servant girl to bring in some refreshments.

  After having an early meal, Ling Luo looked up at the sky and sighed softly: "Ah, it's almost noon again, and the time for the Nine Yang Pulse's outbreak is also approaching!"

  Ling Luo gently picked up the package on the bedside table, slowly opened it, and took out a few pieces of clothing to put on the bed.

  Inside the package was a cyan cloth bag. Ling Luo took out the cloth bag and gently opened it, layer by layer.

  Inside the cloth bag was a book, an old-fashioned book, to be exact, a Buddhist scripture, a very popular Buddhist scripture, one that could easily be bought at a market.

  The only difference is that this Buddhist scripture is more simple and plain, with a few golden Sanskrit characters on it that shine brighter.

  "The Lotus Sutra."

  It's still this book that Ling Luoye likes best and reads most often, and it's also the one he must read every time his Jiu Yang pulse acts up.

  Gently flipping through the Lotus Sutra, sections of obscure Sanskrit emerged slowly from Lingluo Yu's mouth.

  Ling Luo Yu was completely immersed in the world of books, and the whole world was quiet.

  At this moment, Ling Luo Yu forgot the Nine Yang Pulse on his body, forgot the Tong Xian Order, and forgot the Ji Yin Mountain Villa. In Ling Luo Yu's eyes, there was only one thing - Buddha.

  The sunlight pouring through the window frame spilled onto Lingluo Yu's body, and it actually presented a faint golden color, looking so sacred and solemn.

  Time flies, and before you know it, it's already noon.

  The sunlight at noon is undoubtedly the most violent, although Ling Luo's body is in the room, but the sunlight that passes through the window and splashes on Ling Luo's body is even more explosive.

  Sweat drops the size of beans kept falling from Lingluo Yu's face, and his spotless white robe was soon soaked with sweat.

  The meridians, the five organs and six viscera were surging with a scorching sensation that wouldn't stop, the painful feeling made Ling Luoyu unable to bear it and want to scream loudly. Obviously, the time for the outbreak of the Nine Yang Meridian on Ling Luoyu's body had arrived.

  Endless suffering tormented Ling Luo, but what Ling Luo didn't notice was that at the moment when Jiuyang Jue Mai erupted, the faint golden color on his body seemed to thicken a little bit.

  Good long time... Good long time...

  Ling Luoyu's body softened and slowly opened her eyes, Ling Luoyu sighed: "Ah, this pain seems to be more intense than the last episode, and it's even harder to bear. I don't know when I can truly break free!"

  "It's still two years until I'm eighteen, maybe after two years I'll be able to truly break free!" Ling Luoyu paused for a moment, then smiled wryly and muttered to himself: "After entering this ancient tomb, who knows how many days I can survive... perhaps ten days, or maybe just one month..."

  Recalling the wonderful sound of the zither from yesterday, and the mysterious person who played it, Ling Luoyu felt a surge of excitement, considering whether to take advantage of the remaining time to visit the person at the pavilion.

  After some thought, Ling Luoyu sighed with a bitter smile, shook his head and softly sighed: "Alas, seeing that person is futile, for my own days are numbered. Even if I were to see him, it would only be a pointless struggle."

  Before one's eyes, the sunset has fallen, and the sky slowly darkens.

  Mu Yi, Chen Kong, Han Xiao, and Qin Ling'er all appeared at the door of Ling Luoyue's room almost simultaneously, as if they had agreed on it beforehand, and walked in one after another.

  Upon seeing the four enter, Ling Luoyu smiled lightly and said: "Perhaps, after tonight's grand feast, we will be sent into the Tongxian Tomb. Would you all like to check if there are any missing items? Once we truly enter, it will be too late to think about checking!"

  Han Xiao swept a glance at Ling Luo Yu and said coldly, "There's no need for Young Master Ling to trouble himself with this. A guy like me who eats to survive will definitely carry it on him. I think Brother Mu and the others are the same too!"

  Mu Yi, Chen Kong and Qin Ling'er exchanged a smile, neither confirming nor denying.

  At this moment, Chen Kong's face sank, and he growled: "Those two men in green robes have arrived, it seems that the time for our banquet has come!"

  Mu Yi closed his eyes, focused his senses for a moment, and then sighed, saying: "It seems that among us, Brother Chen's skills are the deepest. Those two men in green robes were at least 100 meters away, but Brother Chen sensed them!"

  Chen Kong smiled lightly and lowered his head without speaking.

  Several knocks on the door sounded, and the door opened. The two men in green robes with cold expressions walked in.

  "It's time for the banquet, I suppose you're all ready?" The man with a light and easy smile glanced at everyone and said coldly.

  Ling Luo Yu, Mu Yi, and Chen Kong exchanged a glance, nodded, and said: "The two gentlemen lead the way ahead, we're all ready!"

  A grand feast for five people was set up in a flower hall in the backyard, with strange flowers blooming on all sides, and with the clear wind, waves of fragrance floated in.

  The hall has floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides, with bamboo hanging down. Sitting in the hall, not only is the air flowing smoothly, but you can also see the scenery around, with bright flowers and lush greenery, making it a great place to entertain guests.

  In the vast flower hall, only three or four tables of wine were arranged sparsely. Under the guidance of the two men in green clothes, Ling Luo and others sat down at the table on the far left.

  All the tables were filled with people except for theirs.

  The person sitting in the first seat at the wine table in the middle was an ordinary middle-aged man. The middle-aged man wore a yellow long shirt and looked unremarkable, while Li Zongguan sat below that yellow-shirted man.

  When he saw Ling Luo Yu and several others take their seats, General Li nodded slightly and smiled at them.

  But the man in yellow shirt remained motionless with his eyes cast down, unmoved by what was happening.

  Just as Ling Luoye was about to take a look at others, suddenly, the people on those tables of wine began to stand up.

  Some were shocked, some sighed, and some couldn't bear it...

  But all of them have one thing in common, they are all looking towards the northeast direction of the flower hall.

  Ling Luo turned her head and curiously followed the crowd's line of sight.

  In the northeast direction of the flower hall, in front of him, were two men with swords wearing green clothes, all the people who came to the banquet were like this, and there was nothing strange or curious.

  Behind two men in green robes, a lone figure in white robes slowly walked into Ling Luo's line of sight.