noffsinger Chapter 274 News from an Old Friend
Chapter 274 News from an Old Friend
The man's unquestionable majestic statement was carried by the majestic and vast spiritual power, echoing between the 90,000 miles of heaven and earth.
The sound pierced the wind and split the fog, like the ringing of a huge bell. The clouds in the distant sky were shaken away, revealing the blue sky that was originally obscured by layers of clouds.
"The Changsheng Sword Sect has granted Zhou Xiaoyi the imperial order, and this is my testimony!"
"Eternal Life Sword Sect..."
"Eternal Life Sword Sect..."
As the buzzing sounds that penetrated the soul echoed, all the cultivators and mortals in the Chu State looked at the imperial capital from afar and silently memorized the name of the new emperor.
In the State of Chu, the Changsheng Sword Sect is the supreme power.
Once a country's monarch is appointed, no one will dare to have second thoughts simply by spreading this word.
On the land covered by seventeen brilliant stars, the monks of Yujing can easily influence the world situation when they gather together, and the Nine Swords lineage has always been the leader of the monks of Yujing in the Chu State.
Chen Changsheng's voice...
The leaders and elders of the major sects knew very well what this meant - the once-in-a-decade Lanqing gathering had officially ended for the State of Chu.
The divine sword was destroyed, Si You was established, the Zhou family took over the imperial city, and the Changsheng Sword Sect still dominated the world.
At this moment, eighty miles south of the Changshengjian Mountain Gate is Lanxian Town.
An old woman who was knitting clothes opened her cloudy eyes wide.
Bu Niang staggered out of the old house, hunched over and hoarsely said, "Hu Zi...what was that rumbling sound just now?"
The young man who was about to rush to Lin'an County School stopped and responded in a very childish voice.
"That's what Master Changsheng Sword said."
"A man named Zhou Xiaoyi became the new emperor."
After a long silence, the old man slowly raised his head and looked towards the empty house in the north of the town, letting the energetic scholar leave the street.
Is it... Xiaoyi?
She returned home, holding onto the courtyard wall, and searched through the boxes filled with linen, her bony arms trembling slightly.
I do not know how long it has been.
The dust brought by the spring breeze stained the cloth, and the old woman unfolded the scrolls one by one. These were the paintings left behind when they were playing at home.
There was Shuyue gently holding the silk thread and helping the woman thread the needle quietly.
There was also a girl with a dirty face who was embarrassed when Qinghuan put her on his lap and teased her.
There was also Qin Lian farming in the terraced fields. She was not married at that time... Her pretty face was filled with satisfaction.
Time seems to be frozen on the withered scroll, and the signature on the scroll is flamboyant and does not look like a woman's handwriting at all - Lin'an, Zhou Xiaoyi.
Bu Niang sat alone in the yard for a long time. When she looked up at the blue sky again, she sighed with regret.
The churning memories seemed to be just yesterday, the morning when Du Chun proclaimed himself emperor... There was also such a rumbling sound in the sky.
That year, Bu Xutong was fifteen years old.
My father raised his head from the terraced fields filled with brilliant yellow rapeseed flowers and said with a smile, "It would be great if Xu Tong could marry into the palace in the future."
Once you enter the world of mortals, time urges on you, and you experience so many joys and sorrows, separations
The people of Lanxian Town had long forgotten who Xu Tong was. They only knew that Bu Niang from the east of the town had sold cloth in her early years, but now her eyes were blurry...
The old man suddenly laughed, slowly leaned against the earth wall and whispered hoarsely.
"Zeming, Xiaoyi is a good person and won't bully you."
"When you are old, leave these paintings to your wife and daughter."
"Don't take everything away..."
The spring breeze blew, the clear canal gurgled, and the half-broken tombstone was stained with fresh mud.
You can vaguely make out the inscription on it - Aiko Zeming.
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Nanze.
Danxia Sect.
The two men who were discussing the matter fell silent.
Cheng Buyi took a deep breath, and the vermilion alchemy furnace placed in the hall seemed to transform into a woman in red.
She walked barefoot on the purple pearl spirit boat, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes leaning on the railing to look at the distant mountains, rivers and land.
Cheng Buyi looked at Elder Pei in front of him and chuckled, "I've seen this Zhou Xiaoyi many times."
"He's a disciple of our Danxia. Does Elder Pei still remember him?"
Pei Jin had a complicated expression. He slowly put down the clan jade slip in his hand and took out a chessboard...
"I played chess with her before. She's a beautiful woman with a delicate mind."
"Junior Brother Cheng, would you like to play a game of hand?"
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Beimo, Qingquanfang.
The vermilion-painted pavilion appears inconspicuous in this new town belonging to the Ice Valley.
On the second floor of the Blood Robe Building, in the guest room.
An alchemist in the late foundation-building stage slowly gathered his spiritual energy, and the originally flickering fire gradually calmed down.
The man took out his blood jade token and examined it...
The blood-stained guest official, Li Gen.
The monks on the long street were all talking about the new emperor of Chu, who was a woman.
As luck would have it, he knew this woman.
I once laughed and talked about her appearance and even her private life with a few good friends behind her back.
We met again last year and sat together drinking in the late spring rain.
He vaguely remembered that Zhou Xiaoyi seemed to... also like drinking?
The man looked thoughtful as he dug out Zhao Qing's communication jade...
"Where are you now? I'm trying to make a living."
Soon, the other party's reply arrived.
Zhao Qing: "Brother Li, your words are very sincere. Shouyun Mountain in Siyou County always has good wine ready."
After checking with his spiritual sense, the man couldn't help but smile.
He casually replied, "Would you mind helping me find a Taoist companion?"
At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the guest room.
The sweet voice was so enchanting that it could be heard faintly through the door.
"Master Dan Gui, the new Qingming tea has arrived in the building recently, and Ya'er specially made it for you..."
Brother Li frowned: "No!"
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As Chen Changsheng's voice spread throughout the sky, all the cultivators in the Chu State were talking about the new emperor and the Zhou family behind her.
The most lively place is at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.
Naturally, the servants of Siyou Sect had talked privately about the three beautiful women on the mountain many times in the past two days.
Sect Leader Yue’s husband has two wives.
One of them... was the empress mentioned by that majestic voice.
"It's Master Chen's voice!"
"I've had the pleasure of hearing it, and it can't be wrong!"
As a small servant from the Changsheng Sword Sect, it is natural for him to brag about his knowledge.
But after the words were spoken, they were instantly drowned out by the noisy laughter of the female monks.
Wang Teng's consciousness swept across the courtyard and he smiled at his wife in his arms, "These little servants seem to be happier than us."
Xie Yihan's beautiful eyes rippled, and she pursed her lips and said, "Let them make a fuss for a while. Anyway, Zhao Qing's family is not on the mountain."
Zhou Xiaoyi becoming the new emperor was naturally a great blessing for both of them.
This at least proves that the Changsheng Sword Sect is indeed behind Si Youzong or Zhao Qing's family.
As long as the Sword of Immortality remains intact, the throne of the Chu Emperor will be as stable as a mountain and no accidents will occur...
Correspondingly, their family has completely escaped from the precarious life of a casual cultivator.
Zeng Nianke, who was temporarily living in the Dingzimohao Courtyard, did not show much change in expression at this moment. He just continued to organize the sect's jade slips of exercises.
Shen Mo had already told her that Xiaoyi was about to become the new emperor.
As the shopkeeper of Xueyi who had followed Zhao Qing for nearly ten years, she also knew clearly what Xueyi garrison was and what status Senior Brother Liu Zijing held in the State of Chu.
Not only that, Shen Mo also explained to her the various reasons.
The four southwestern counties all belong to Siyou Sect, but Siyou Sect has never cared about those spirit stone veins, nor does it have the energy to send disciples to guard and mine them.
Zhou Xiaoyi will later hand over these resources to three Jindan priests, and let the families of the three priests move to the southwest, with each clan guarding a county, and protecting Siyou County deep in the mountains.
On the hillside of Shouyun Mountain, there was the former Danxia Fufang.
In the quiet courtyard, Liu Pan walked lightly and brought the brewed hot tea to the bedroom.
The originally empty bedroom had become presentable after she and Gu Qinghuan cleaned it up overnight.
The hibiscus gauze curtain was blown by the breeze, and the withered and yellowed scripture in front of the beautiful woman slowly turned the pages.
"Sister Qingci, the tea is getting cold."
Li Qingci raised her beautiful eyes slightly, looking at the bright girl in front of her with a smile.
Liu Pan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Zhao Qing and the others will be back tonight."
Ever since she heard the private conversation between Shuyue and Xiaoyi, she no longer calls him "Senior Zhao" anymore, but just calls him Zhao Qing, who is a super senior. This way, if they sleep together in the future, the generations won't be messed up.
If Zhao Qing gets angry and wants to punish her...that would be even better.
The beautiful woman chuckled and shook her head, then she took the girl into her arms and helped her tidy up her messy hair.
"When did Pan'er meet Qing Huan? Tell me about it."
The girl's dark eyes turned, and she thought that Sister Qingci was as close to Sister Qinghuan. She didn't know why... one had the surname Gu and the other had the surname Li?
"Ten years ago!"
"It was during the last Lanqing Fair that a new villager appeared in Lanxian Town..."
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At the same time, news of Huanyu Pavilion also spread to all parts of Yongning Prefecture.
[The new emperor of Chu, Zhou Xiaoyi, patrolled the heavens and governed the people, and Zhou Zongliang took over the throne.]
[The Chu State's Dan County was renamed Siyou County. The Siyou Clan was established on the site of Danxia. The Duke Zhou family had already fled to Wu'an County. The new emperor was a descendant of the Siyou Clan.]
Outside the Blood Robe Tower in Danxia City, a spirit boat was floating in the air.
A group of female cultivators and guest officials were busy storing the last items of this commercial building into storage rings...
The Danxia Sect moved to Nanze, and they had to follow them to Nanzefang. This was the dispatch the shopkeeper just received yesterday.
"The emperor of Chu was replaced by a woman!"
A receptionist who was in the early stage of Qi training was arranging the tables and chairs while talking to the sisters around her.
People who work in a business will eventually leave... Nowadays, few people in Danxia Xueyi Tower remember who Zhou Xiaoyi is.
But there was a woman who was in charge of the auction settlement and she never forgot it.
Zhou Keqing.
I love drinking tea and playing chess.
Especially the Marquis Buye and Master Kukou, as well as the tangerines from the frigid northern desert.
I like chessboards made of bitter pear wood because I like the faint wood fragrance... I only use polished glass stone for chess pieces because they feel cooler to the touch.
Ok……
There is also Zhao Keqing.
In those days, I often went to Xueyi Tower to visit Zhou Keqing. He did not choose to live in the commercial building, probably because he missed his wife at home.
But after the Changshui River thawed that year, they were never seen again.
I wonder if Zhao Keqing finally got the beauty?
"Sister Wan'er!"
"The shopkeeper asked me to call you aboard, but is there anything you left behind in the merchant shop?"
Murong Wan'er has now reached the late stage of Qi training and is one of the most experienced female cultivators in the entire trading house.
She originally planned to stay with this business building until she had established her foundation and then return to Jiangbei.
But there may be a better choice now...
The woman smiled and said, "You guys can leave with the shopkeeper. I won't be going."
"Ah?"
The girl who came to call her aboard looked puzzled and asked, "Sister Wan'er, are you planning to...?"
"Stay here."
Murong Wan'er pondered and said, "The shopkeeper mentioned before that a Siyou City would be built on Shouyun Mountain, and our Xueyi Merchant Shop, which was originally in Songshan, would also be located there."
"I'll wait until it's built and then work there. I've been there for over ten years, so I feel more at ease."
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The Seven Killing Hall in Lingxi.
Qishafang, Tianxianglou.
There was a woman playing the piano with her bare hands, and the cheerful and clever music was tinkling like the sound of a flowing spring.
She stopped playing the piano only when the man behind the gauze curtain fell into a deep sleep, and slowly removed the gauze covering her pretty face.
"The Changsheng Sword Sect granted Zhou Xiaoyi the imperial order?"
Qixiu muttered to herself and took out a communication jade and an ink-colored glass chess piece from her storage ring.
Is it her?
The corners of the woman's lips curled up, and her charming eyes were full of smiles.
She sent a message: "Your Majesty, are you still short of a maid to sleep with you?"
If Zhao Qing were here and could see the beautiful face behind the veil, he would definitely make fun of the peerless swordsman again.
What level of disciple dares to dream of marrying an oiran?!
There was once a disciple of the Four Symbols who did not want to reveal his name and left Zhao Qing an extremely rich and valuable legacy.
There is a portrait of this woman in Tianxianglou Huabangpanlu.
"The Seven Beauties of Danxia City, practicing Qi cultivation."
"She has a delicate appearance and fair complexion, a beauty rarely seen in the southwest."
Qixiu, who is now in Qishafang, is the girl Xiu who had her piano music played for free by Zhao Qing's family in the past, and one of the few close friends of my aunt.
Soon, the communication jade in her hand moved.
"Let's stay at Shouyun Mountain temporarily. I happen to be traveling with a senior Bai from Tianxiang. I can introduce you to him."
"Although Senior Bai is not handsome, fortunately he has reached the Golden Core stage, which makes him more than qualified to be your man."
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and replied with a smile: "I have never liked men. You know that."
Zhou Xiaoyi: "What a coincidence..."
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The words that Chen Changsheng spread throughout the State of Chu were more like a command, making Zhou Xiaoyi's throne known to the world.
The few communication jades in Zhao Qing and his aunt's hands all moved.
Over the past decade, the path my aunt has taken...is also a story that their family has experienced together, and it is not too long.
It’s a pity that Songshanfang was razed to the ground, otherwise we might have received more messages.
Chen Changsheng has a high level of cultivation, and the Nine Swords disciples are extremely good at using spiritual power. It is easy for him to transmit a word across a hundred thousand miles.
North of the Northern Desert.
There is not much greenery in the desert in spring. The howling wind still rolls up the yellow sand all over the sky, running tirelessly.
There is only one deep valley with lush fir trees and even a clear deep pool.
Liguo Juechen Valley, Leng family.
Thirty years ago, she married into the Zhou family of the Chu State and gave birth to a daughter named Zhou Xiaoyi.
At this moment, a beautiful woman in a scarlet gauze dress slowly stopped writing with the ink brush in her hand.
On the drawing board, a pair of slender legs are immersed in the deep pool, and nimble fish are swimming freely around the slender feet - this is exactly her posture at the moment.
The woman was over fifty years old, but her face didn't show any signs of being a woman. Instead, she was as beautiful as an unmarried girl.
Leng Xian seemed to be in a good mood. She used her little feet to tease the spirit fish in the pond, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy.
"Xian'er, don't you want to go back to Chu?"
The head of the Leng family was a middle-aged male cultivator, who slowly approached.
The woman's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she chuckled lightly, "Those Zhou family bastards got a good deal."
"Daddy, do you want to be emperor?"
"I'll ask Xiaoyi to make room for you."
The man smiled helplessly and asked suspiciously, "Did she send you a message?"
Leng Xian lifted her jade feet from the deep pool, and the flying water splashed on her father's robe.
A humming sound came from her nose, and she said, "Xiaoyi should be coming to pick me up soon. How could anything go wrong with the daughter I raised?"