Chapter Ninety-Seven Needle

  Bai Mu smiled and said, "This Yun Qing Shan is an orphan, because of the war and plague, I was taken in, and I'm no exception. My master told me that my father was a second-class official in the Eastern Dynasty, but he was arrested for forming a clique and private enterprise, and the whole family was imprisoned. Just as my master happened to pass by, he asked the emperor for a personal favor and took me and my sister away. My sister went to the Wuse Temple in Haizhou, and I came to Yunqing Gate." Haizhou is an island located at the southern end of Nanzhou, forming its own continent, with a small area, close to the mainland.

  Lin Fan was curious: "Have you ever thought of revenge?"

  Bai Mu shook his head: "My father was a young official, upright and honest, bringing benefits to the people, deeply loved by them. Later, due to outstanding achievements, he was transferred to the capital, began to form cliques and engage in private business, as an imperial censor, speaking for party struggles, middle-aged extravagance without restraint. I am the child of his seventh concubine... Lin Fan, do you have to discuss my origins now? Aren't you anxious to find the Ten-Petaled Nine Yang Flower?"

  Lin Fan shook his head: "It's no good today, and it will definitely be no good tomorrow. I have several thousand embroidery needles, but I just can't sense anything."

  "It's enough that you know." The voice of San San Zhen Ren drifted over.

  Lin Fan turned his head to look, and San San Zhenren was just ten zhang away from the two of them. Lin Fan knew why San San Zhenren was here - this guy was worried that he would cheat. Bai Mu was shocked, thinking that when he set up the formation, San San Zhenren was already inside the formation, but he couldn't sense it.

  "Follow me." San San Zhen Ren turned around and left.

  Bai Miao followed all the way and returned to the top of Zhengyi Sect with Lin Fan.

  Three people sat down at the stone table on the mountain top, San San Zhen Ren took out a cowhide bag from the Qian Kun bag, and there were three needles attached to the inner wall of the cowhide bag. One of them was finer than an embroidery needle, and it was unknown what material it was refined from, sometimes visible and sometimes invisible. San San Zhen Ren introduced: "It's called Wu Ying, comes without a shadow, goes without a trace, attacks the enemy and breaks their energy, enters through the body, can move in the enemy's blood vessels, and even directly break through the Dan Tian, extremely toxic."

  Thirty-Three True Person pointed to the second root needle, which was roughly the size of an embroidery needle, but its shape was slightly different. The needle body was round and had flat protrusions on either side, like wings sprouting from the needle itself. Thirty-Three True Person said: "Its name is Gust of Wind; in the blink of an eye, it can travel several miles away. Before the sound reaches you, it has already arrived."

  The third needle, similar in size to the sewing needle, had an ordinary appearance. San San Zhen Ren's expression turned serious as he picked it up: "Its name is Sewing Needle, and it can be used to sew quilts. Ten of them can be bought for a single copper plate."

  "Cut!" Lin Fan uttered disdainfully.

  "Alright, that needle is lost." San San Zhen Ren rarely didn't respond to Lin's annoyance and disdain, saying: "Its name is Mie Bing, its sharpness is unmatched, ordinary spiritual weapons and treasures can directly break through its body, letting it transform into ordinary iron... I know you have many questions, listen to me finish speaking first."

  San San Zhen Ren said: "Your father is a loose immortal, called Dong Yan Zhen Ren."

  Bai Mu immediately said: "Dongyan Zhenren was originally a disciple of Penglai, but later fell in love with a woman and was expelled from the sect. He lived in seclusion on Dongyan Island, thousands of miles away from Penglai, for only one year."

  "What's next?" Lin Fan asked.

  "Then there was nothing."

  Two of them watched San San, and San San thought for a moment: "I had dealings with your father, his self-brewed wine was quite good, I often went to Penglai to drink. One day, he flew a sword book to me and asked me to go to Dongyan Island, so I went to Dongyan Island and found one-year-old you."

  "Wait, where's my mother?" Lin Fan asked, feeling like something crucial was missing.

  "Mind your own business." San San Zhen Ren ignored Lin's anger and continued, "Your father had the best qualifications and foundation, his cultivation was quite high, but because he secretly consorted with women, it greatly damaged the Penglai Heart Method, causing his cultivation to stagnate. I knew a year ago that he would face a small tribulation in a few years, which is basically impossible to overcome. He's a carefree person, has a plan in mind, and is quite open-minded. This time, the flying sword transmitted the book because it was necessary to entrust his orphan, which is you, this little thing. I'm not a nanny, so I entrusted you to your grandparents, they raised you until you were nine years old, then according to the agreement, you came to the mountain gate, and I conveniently took you in."

  San San Zhen Ren said: "This Tian Mang Xin Fa and three needles, were given to me by your father. He was closed in Penglai for many years, but still couldn't practice it. Have you heard of the four masters who went together to find the edge of the sea? In the end, no one came back. Your father's Shifu was one of them, after he went out to sea, every five days he would send a letter."

  Bai Mu nodded: "According to the records, after they set sail together, they encountered a thousand-mile-long stormy weather, met a dragon that was nearly ten thousand years old, and also encountered a huge whirlpool in the sea as big as Zhongzhou. Due to the suction of the whirlpool, they had to abandon their Mo-family-made seven-treasure ship and flew with their swords instead. The last letter was sent by Lei Shan's master, saying that they met a fairy mountain, surrounded by immortal aura. It was precisely because of this that many people later believed that they were seeking immortals and achieved the ultimate goal, so they went to sea to find this fairy mountain. Some people also thought that if it were really a fairy mountain, how could there be so many monsters nearby, it must not be a fairy mountain."

  Thirty-three true people nodded: "Qingyuan Zong Shu understands a lot, the three needles are what your father's master sent back before and after meeting Xian Mountain. This time there is no letter, only these three needles. The one who brought the needle back was your father's master's imperial sword, the Zhēn Huǒ Jiàn (Forge Fire Sword). It is also the only treasure sword of your father's master. As for the flying sword that transmitted the book before, it used the Penglai Sword, which is not an ordinary product, but quite general. The Forge Fire Sword is the sharp tool for your master to protect himself and attack his enemies, and it still remains in Penglai today, and is in a state of being ownerless."

  Bai Mu was deep in thought: "Either the master suddenly ascended to heaven or he knew he couldn't escape. These three needles must be someone else's, and since they have no owner, it means the other party is dead. Boldly guessing, four top masters entered the Immortal Mountain, were ambushed, counterattacked and killed one or several people, then seeing that they couldn't escape, your father's master sent a flying sword to send a message to Penglai. The situation was tense, there was no time to write a letter, these three needles might be the murder weapon of the person who harmed them."

  "Who knows?" San Zhen said, "These three needles have no master. Your father's master spent many years studying them, and although he couldn't refine the three needles for his own use, he gained some understanding of certain techniques, which is what you saw as the Tian Mang Heart Method. He also had a good grasp of the three needles, so he named them Wuying, Jifeng, and Miebing. The three needles were passed down to your father, who then went into seclusion to cultivate his mind. With the addition of his master's notes, there was an opportunity for him to comprehend and refine the needles, but he fell in love with a certain woman and was driven out of the house. Your father lived on Dongyan Island for a year, and I visited once - anyway, no one else saw him. During that year, your father didn't have the heart to continue refining the three needles. When I took you away, the needle Miebing was already lost. I asked how it got lost, but your father just said calmly, 'It's gone, so what? Why bother asking how it got lost?'"

  Three True Ones threw a cowhide bag: "You take care of your own things, and when you have time, refine them yourself. I reckon you haven't reached the Yuan Infant stage, so you can't even refine it."