Chapter 11 The Ninth Chapter: Dongting Water Wide Chutian Bell

Wu Jianzhi, the owner of Sanzui Palace, is fifty-five years old this year. His eyes are sunken and his temples are graying. Although he still looks like a martial arts practitioner, the aging and thoughts hidden in the wrinkles on his forehead cannot escape Shen Xuan's eyes. Eye.Shen Xuan originally thought that he would be able to find his mother's voice and smile from his uncle's face, but Wu Jianzhi didn't seem to resemble Mrs. Shen very much.He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.Wu Jianzhi was not very surprised when he saw him coming, he asked this and that kindly, and lamented his sister's early death.It was my aunt Mrs. Wu who shed tears as soon as she saw Shen Xuan, and cried with her arms around him, which made everyone a little sad, but it was Wu Jianzhi and Ye Qingchen who persuaded Mrs.

While Fang Xu was talking, Wu Ting, the eldest son of Wu, rushed over.The cousins ​​saw each other for a while, and suddenly saw a girl in a lotus-colored shirt behind Wu Ting, nodding slightly towards him.Who is it if it's not Le Xiuning? It turns out that since Le Xiuning left Huluwan, he searched everywhere for Shen Xuan, but met Wu Ting who came down from Zhongshan Mountain, so he followed Wu Ting to the Three Zui Palace, hoping to slowly find out Shen Xuan's whereabouts. "Actually, I came back this time because of my dead father." Le Xiuning sighed, "Father's wish has not yet been fulfilled, so he died at the hands of the Tiantai faction. I want to avenge him, but there is nothing I can do."

Wu Ting saw her sad and mournful expression, frowned, and sighed: "The Tiantai faction has a deep hatred against us, and we must avenge your father's great hatred." Shen Xuan couldn't help but said: "The one who killed Master Yue was the people under Princess Wuyue's subordinates." Le Xiuning was very surprised, and asked with flickering eyes: "Really? Who did you hear that from? It was... her?" Shen Xuan's heart was shocked, if he wanted to explain Lezi's death, Jiang Lingqian would definitely be implicated.This name is obviously not suitable to be mentioned in the Sanzui Palace.But if you don't make it clear, won't the misunderstanding deepen?He held his breath, and repeated what Jiang Lingqian had said to him that day.

Wu Jianzhi was very surprised when he heard this: "Unexpectedly, the two of you still have friendship with the little demon girl of the Tiantai School, and Xuan'er even cured her illness. It is also possible if it is the tricky hands of Princess Wuyue. But Xiuning, why is your father Messed with that temptress?" Le Xiuning shook her head and said, "I have nothing to do with it." Then she looked at Shen Xuan and said, "What Miss Jiang said...is it just a guess?" Shen Xuan said: "What she said can't be wrong." Wu Jianzhi didn't say a word, but just took a deep look at Shen Xuan.

Ye Qingchen then said: "What Miss Jiang said is true. I was passing by Tonglu that day, and I saw that accident. Miss Le, the person who attacked your father is called Sang Ting, and he is the capable general under Princess Wu Yue." Le Xiuning looked at Ye Qingchen and blinked, and suddenly said: "It turns out that Ye Daxia is the one who helped our father and daughter that day, please be respected by my little sister!" Ye Qingchen hastened to support her: "Don't dare! I'm so ashamed of what happened that day, and finally let that surnamed Sang run away."

Everyone is silent.Ye Qingchen paused, and then said: "Don't mention these things too much. Master Wu, brother Shen has been practicing Dongting swordsmanship for a long time. When I come back this time, I would like to ask you to include the gate wall and pass on martial arts!" Mrs. Wu listened at the side, and said happily: "That's very good! Jian Zhi, I think Xuan'er is a talented person, you can accept him as an apprentice, so that the lineage of master and second junior brother can be passed on. .” Wu Jianzhi frowned, stared at Shen Xuan and said, "Xuan'er, didn't your mother not allow you to practice martial arts back then?"

Shen Xuan said: "My mother is indeed destined, and told me not to learn martial arts, so as to avoid entanglements in the Jianghu. But I still learned some of my own swordsmanship, and now I really want to practice more with my uncle, so that I can make a difference in the future." Wu Jianzhi was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You have a good idea... But, I can't teach you martial arts. Your mother planned for you and didn't ask you to practice martial arts. If I go against her will and accept you as an apprentice, what will happen in the future?" Seeing her face underground?"

Shen Xuan was stunned, looked at Wu Jianzhi and turned his face away, unable to say a word. Mrs. Wu placed Shen Xuan in a small courtyard behind the Sanzui Palace.This house has not been lived in for many years, the corridors are simple and elegant, and outside the walls are poles of extremely tall Xiangfei bamboo.When Shen Xuan saw this familiar plant when he was young, he couldn't help sighing.Xiangfei bamboo grows on the banks of the Xiangjiang River, but Junshan is the most valuable. It is said that Emperor Shun died in Cangwu, and his two wives, Ehuang and Nvying, couldn't find a husband along the Xiangjiang River, so they drowned themselves. There is also the Xiangling Temple to commemorate the two Xiaoxiang concubines who died in love.It is said that they searched all the way and cried all the way, and the tears left on the bamboo branches by the river. Since then, the bamboos on both sides of the Xiangjiang River have been spotted, also known as mottled bamboo.

Mrs. Wu led a group of maids to clean it up carefully, brought in bed curtains, quilts and tables, and specially brought a lot of books, paper and pens to Shen Xuan.Fearing that he might not be used to living here, I took care of him a lot.At dusk, Wu Ting and several disciples invited Shen Xuan and Le Xiuning to talk, and Ye Qingchen was also present.Although the few disciples met for the first time, they hit it off quite well after talking for a while.Until the first watch, Wu Jianzhi invited Ye Qingchen to the study to discuss secret matters, and everyone dispersed.Shen Xuan went back to the room and lay down, but couldn't fall asleep thinking about it.My aunt cared for me like a loving mother, and Wu Ting also regarded him as a brother, but Wu Jianzhi's attitude was very unpredictable.It never occurred to him that he refused to teach himself martial arts, is it just for the sake of his mother?In front of Shen Xuan's eyes, Wu Jianzhi's eyes fluctuated from far to near, unpredictable.Feeling depressed, he put on his clothes and went outside for a walk. He heard the waves of Dongting Lake lapping against the rocky shore in the night.Suddenly I feel that even though I have returned to the Three Drunken Palaces, it is like sitting on a small boat that is drifting, swaying in the wind and waves, and I don't know where it is going.

After walking for a while, I suddenly heard Mrs. Wu's voice: "I just don't understand why you didn't accept Xuan'er as an apprentice." Shen Xuan froze, knowing that he had arrived outside the window of Wu Jianzhi and his wife, he couldn't help pricking up his ears to listen.Wu Jianzhi said, "I know that Ting'er's qualifications are mediocre, but Xuan'er is just a good job. But it's his mother's intention not to let him practice martial arts." Mrs. Wu scolded: "Excuse! Don't forget, Xuan'er is the only grandson of the master, how much he loved him when the master was there-everyone had high hopes for him. It was because of your sister's stupid words that delayed him. More than ten years. If you don't make up for him quickly, how can you be worthy of Master?"

Wu Jianzhi said seriously: "The world is dangerous, my sister didn't say anything stupid." Mrs. Wu wondered: "The world is so dangerous, the second junior brother committed suicide in Sanzui Palace, and died so tragically, I'm afraid Xuan'er should learn martial arts well to avenge his father." Wu Jianzhi sighed, "You don't understand." Mrs. Wu sneered and said: "I understand, why don't I understand? The second junior brother was angry with your sister back then, and you brothers and sisters are bitter, so now you refuse to teach Xuan'er martial arts!" Shen Xuan was very surprised, and he Parents disagree, which is never heard of. Wu Jianzhi said anxiously: "Junior Sister, what are you talking about? Irrelevant things! You should trust me, I'm doing this for the good of Xuan'er!" Mrs. Wu was silent for a while, and then said: "I don't agree. The girl is just afraid that he will cause grievances in the world, but his foot has already stepped in. If you are really good for him, you should teach him martial arts. This is the only way to restrain him under the sect. You didn't see Elder Lu's letter saying that Xuan'er was infatuated with that little demon girl from the Tiantai Sect, and you have seen what happened today, isn't this a crime..." Shen Xuan secretly said: "It turns out that Lu Tanxin wrote them a letter!" Suddenly, he remembered the past grievances and grievances of the Tiantai School that Jiang Lingqian and Lu Tanxin had said, and his heart became confused, and he couldn't listen to a word. Shen Xuan's mood was agitated that night, and he couldn't fall asleep without saying anything.For a while, he thought of Wu Jianzhi's indifference and ambiguity, and for a while, Lu Danxin's words turned over and over again in his mind.He had already made up his mind, but once someone touched his heartstrings, he still couldn't control his thoughts.Hearing that the fourth watch had been handed in outside the window, I couldn't bear it any longer, I drew out the long sword on the wall, rushed to the yard, and wielded it once. What he practiced was the sleepwalking sword technique Jiang Lingqian taught him.This set of swordsmanship is light and fast, and it seems that the mood is really much more comfortable after using it.But Jiang Lingqian didn't have time to finish teaching, and only came to "the pillow of only feeling the time, and the haze of losing the past".The practice came to an abrupt end here, and there was always a sense of inadequacy in my heart, so I had to do it again. For several nights like this, Shen Xuan quietly practiced sleepwalking swordsmanship in the yard until he was exhausted.In this way, you won't be unable to sleep.In fact, he still had such an idea in his mind, whether Wu Jianzhi was willing to teach, maybe I couldn't learn it myself.Unexpectedly, this night, after he finished practicing the sleepwalking swordsmanship, he heard Wu Jianzhi say behind his back: "It's a very good swordsmanship!" Shen Xuan turned around and said: "Uncle made fun of me." In fact, Wu Jianzhi was his father's senior senior brother, so it would be more appropriate to call him Master Uncle, but Shen Xuan thought that he would not include him, so he had no choice but to call him Uncle. Wu Jianzhi didn't realize it, smiled generously, supported Shen Xuan's shoulder and said, "Come with me." Shen Xuan followed him and turned a few doors, but came to a pavilion by the lake.Looking at Dongting Lake in the night, the moon is in the sky, the stars are in the water, the mist is misty, the waves are like songs, and the dust in the chest is washed away by a surge of pride. Wu Jian knew: "Xuan'er, do you know the origin of this inscription?" Shen Xuan had seen an old stone tablet in the middle of the pavilion, engraved with verses, and said: "When I was young, my grandfather told me that there is a set of sword skills in this tablet. It was this sword technique that my grandfather first became famous for." Wu Jianzhi nodded and said: "That's right." Traveling to the North Sea in the evening, the green snake in the sleeve is bold. The three drunk Yueyang people don't know it, and they fly over the Dongting Lake. , it was originally a riddle, alluding to a set of Chunyang swordsmanship, but no one could figure it out. Some people said that the swordsmanship was hidden in Beihai, and some said it was in Guangxi. It is not true. At that time, the master was as young as you are now , vowed to find this set of swordsmanship after traveling all over the world. He walked for several years, traveled all over the banks of the Yangtze River, and experienced many hardships in rivers and lakes, but he never found this swordsmanship. Finally, he came back to Dongting Lake. Looking at the stele again, I was suddenly blessed, and suddenly realized that the sword technique was not hidden, it was placed on this stele. Xuan'er, come with me." Wu Jianzhi took Shen Xuan to a hall in front of the Sanzui Palace.The candles were lit one by one, and the hall was brightly lit for a while.There was no furniture in the room, but the four walls were covered with big characters splashed with ink.Shen Xuan took a closer look, and found that most of them were imitations of ancient masterpieces, such as Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow and Sunny Post", such as the breeze coming out of the sleeves, and the bright moon entering the bosom; Vigorous, majestic and unique; the most wonderful thing is to copy Huai Su's "Self-narration Post", which is really a smoke and cloud, changing at will, looking at it quite like being born out of the world and feeling at ease.Shen Xuan knew a long time ago that Wu Jianzhi was one of the "Four Immortals of Dongting" in the Three Drunken Palaces, known as the "Book Immortal", who combined calligraphy and sword, and was famous all over the south of the Yangtze River for his outstanding calligraphy and sword skills. This is probably his training room.Copying doesn't count, but he wants to see how Wu Jianzhi's own handwriting is written.But I saw a few scattered poems written on the south wall. The poems are not elegant, but the writing power is really impressive.Wu Jianzhi learned calligraphy, following the lineage of "Dian Zhang Zui Su", the style of brushwork is chic and smooth, but between the cadences and setbacks, there is a hint of unrelenting strength, which has the style of confrontation.Looking at his realm and attainments, it seems that he is not inferior to other schools since the mid-Tang Dynasty. "The wind and rain are frightening and rustling, the snow is falling and the flowers are so vast." Shen Xuan was still secretly amazed, but Wu Jianzhi said: "Xuan'er, can you write that poem again?" Shen Xuan picked up the pen and wrote it on the south wall, tracing each stroke from memory very realistically.Wu Jianzhi took a closer look and said: "You are really smart. After I became a teacher, the first skill I practiced was to copy this inscription. I learned it for half a year before I could see the resemblance. You can write it for the first time. I realized that the essence of swordsmanship in this stele is to be unrestrained and to follow the fate everywhere. It can be seen that after reading a lot of books, even martial arts can be mastered." Shen Xuan said: "What kind of martial arts, uncle, isn't this an inscription? Could it be that Lu Dongbin's swordsmanship is expressed by the strokes of words?" Wu Jian knew: "That's right. Lu Dongbin integrated his peerless swordsmanship into these twenty-eight characters to tell the world, only waiting for those who are destined to recognize them. Look at these characters, dots are sideways, like a bird flipping down; , like the rein used to rein in a horse; erected like a crossbow, exerting force; picked up to pull, jumping with the same appearance; the upper left is used as a whip, like the whip of a horse; Cracking animals is called a scorpion; the upper right is pecking, like a bird's pecking. The charm between strokes reveals, and it also implies the use and transformation of power between sword moves." Shen Xuan said: "But it's too taboo to record a set of sword skills like this." Wu Jianzhi smiled and said: "So some people can see it, some people can't see it. Some people see it more, some people see it less. The former master also has a long experience in the rivers and lakes, so he understands the mystery. This is Let’s see everyone’s comprehension. Xuan’er, what is your comprehension?” Shen Xuan stared at the words he wrote on the wall, and thought for a while silently.Then, using the brush as a sword, he rehearsed the poem according to the strokes.Wu Jian knew: "That's right, the sword technique you see is roughly similar to what the master summed up, but it's more light and light, but not thick enough. Watch me practice it again." Wu Jianzhi's movements were very slow, allowing Shen Xuan to see the details of each move clearly.His sword moves are upright and dignified, his advances and retreats are measured, and he is full of the demeanor of a famous master.After Shen Xuan read it, he practiced accordingly.Wu Jianzhi was at the side pointing out the tricks of using force, so as to be meticulous in every movement.After practicing like this in the middle of the night, it was almost dawn before I knew it. Although Shen Xuan couldn't figure out why Wu Jian knew why he came to teach him swordsmanship again, he was also very happy in his heart.Wu Jianzhi said that the swordsmanship on this inscription is the introductory skill of Dongting swordsmanship.Later, Shen Zui created several sets of swordsmanship based on this, each with its own characteristics, but all of them are based on this swordsmanship.Wu Jianzhi knew that Shen Xuan had also learned three sets of sword techniques of the Dongting School, so he asked Shen Xuan to practice them.Shen Xuan's three sets of swordsmanship were taught by Le Xiuning, and after practicing these days, he has achieved a small degree of success.Wu Jianzhi read it and reminded him a few more words.Shen Xuan asked Wu Jianzhi to teach him more, Wu Jianzhi smiled and said: "It's been midnight, you young man, you might as well, I'm tired. I'll continue to teach you tomorrow!" Shen Xuan thanked him, and suddenly said: "Isn't it good for uncle to accept me as a disciple?" Wu Jianzhi's face darkened, and he said, "Xuan'er, do you know why I want to teach you?" Shen Xuan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Uncle is afraid that I will practice other martial arts." Wu Jianzhi was a little surprised when he saw him bluntly speaking: "Yes, I agree with your mother. I don't want you to practice martial arts. I hope you will stay away from the troubles of the Jianghu. Who knows that you have already set foot in the Jianghu! Your aptitude is too good, and you have learned the rooftop Pai's light kung fu swordsmanship, I'm afraid that if I don't teach you, you will be dragged by evil ways. Wouldn't I harm you? From today onwards, I will pass on all the martial arts of our sect to you. I hope you will practice diligently. In the future I have achieved something. But I dare not be your master. I have an appointment with your mother to officially accept you as a disciple, and I will not be able to explain to her underground in the future." Shen Xuan was not hesitant when he heard that he called the Tiantai School a crooked way.Wu Jianzhi said again: "Xuan'er, there are some things I want to make clear to you. Martial arts is not a child's play created by a momentary enthusiasm in my heart, nor is it a simple act of chivalry and swordplay. Now that you have learned martial arts, right and wrong from now on If you have to take responsibility, you may have to pay the price for it in the future..." Shen Xuan stared at Wu Jianzhi's face, the expression on that face was unfathomable. From that day on, Wu Jianzhi taught Shen Xuan with the Dongting School's introductory kung fu, teaching Shen Xuan to adjust his mind and Qi, and then to learn boxing, palm and Dongting swordsmanship.Shen Xuan's qigong has already reached a certain level, and Wu Jianzhi taught him ear training, eye training, firing hidden weapons and other kung fu.Mrs. Wu was very happy to see that Wu Jian taught Shen Xuan how to practice martial arts, and she passed on to him the secret technique of lightness kung fu of the Dongting School. After more than half a year, Shen Xuan has made great progress, and has learned all the main Dongting School's swordsmanship, qinggong and boxing skills, the only difference is that he has not yet reached the stage and lacks experience.After all, he was a monk halfway. In just one or two years, his swordsmanship could not be as accurate and powerful as Wu Ting's and the others. However, his nimbleness, quick-wittedness, and quick and changeable moves are enough to make up for his shortcomings.Speaking of it, this is the result of his practice of Tiantai Qinggong and sleepwalking swordsmanship.Wu Jianzhi saw traces of Tiantai swordsmanship occasionally appearing in his swordsmanship, and thought that there was nothing wrong with him taking the masters of other schools for his own use, so he didn't say anything. Gradually, he didn't realize that spring was passing and autumn was coming. Shen Xuan devoted himself to practicing martial arts every day.Jiang Lingqian's shadow gradually faded away.Since Le Xiuning returned to Sanzui Palace, she didn't pay much attention to Shen Xuan. Shen Xuan was a little puzzled at first, but later seeing her and Wu Ting practicing sword together, she felt relieved. Fast forward to the end of October.After dinner that day, Shen Xuan was reading a book alone in the room, when the door slammed "Ah", a person came in, it was Qingmei, the little maid in Madam Wu's room.She smiled and said, "Young Master Shen, Madam taught me to give this to you." Shen Xuan took it, it was a quaint blue porcelain vase.He rests under the window.Qingmei suddenly smiled, took out two chrysanthemums from behind, and said, "This is for you, the vase must not be empty." Two bright white flowers, one high and one low, were inserted in the blue magnetic vase, which looked exquisite and pretty.Shen Xuan smiled and said: "This chrysanthemum is really unique, thank you for your trouble." "It's fine if you like it." Qingmei was just a little girl in her teens, and when she heard people's praise, her brows bristled with joy, and she immediately said, "Mr. Shen, can you draw?" Shen Xuan said: "Yes." Qingmei hurriedly said: "Then can you draw a small portrait for me? I have always wanted a portrait of myself, but I dare not ask the master and the young master. Mr. Shen, you are the best, you draw a portrait for me But don't tell Mrs. Ma'am, okay? I can trust you." Shen Xuan thought to herself, this little girl is really weird.He didn't want to fulfill her wish, so he spread out the paint, paper and pen, and made a small photo of Qingmei.Shen Xuan didn't paint very often, so he wasn't considered a master, but he was familiar with it since he was a child, and even if he occasionally painted a painting, it was a masterpiece with both spirit and form.Unexpectedly, he only drew a pair of eyes, Qingmei called softly: "Mr. Shen, are you not drawing me?" Shen Xuan was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Qingmei meant.Qingmei asked: "Whose eyes are these? They are so beautiful." Shen Xuan lowered his head, looked at the pair of eyes on the paper, was so shocked that he almost threw a big drop of ink off.Those eyes are like clear springs at the bottom of the valley, unfathomably deep.Qingmei is a clever girl. Looking at his expression, she understood in her heart: "These eyes are so beautiful, and this person must be an extremely cute person. Mr. Shen, don't draw me, just finish drawing her, I will come back tomorrow Look." After saying that, he hurried away. It wasn't until it was time to light the lamp that Shen Xuan woke up from his deep thoughts, turned on the candle, and finished the painting.It has been more than half a year, and since then, he has devoted himself to practicing martial arts without distraction, thinking that he can gradually forget the past.And he seems to have really forgotten.Unexpectedly, a painting today revealed the deepest thing in my heart for myself. It was late at night, he hung up the photo and stared blankly.The man stood sideways, pointing his long sword at the ground, with a look of worry and joy. Suddenly there was chaos outside, Le Xiuning hurriedly opened the door and came in: "Brother, something seems to have happened in Biwu Zhai, let's go and have a look!" Biwuzhai is the library of Sanzui Palace, and Wu Jianzhi never allowed anyone to enter it casually.But at this time, everyone gathered downstairs and formed a circle. Shen Xuan and Le Xiuning took a closer look, and there was a person lying upright on the ground, but it was Wu Ting.Le Xiuning passed out with a "beep".Shen Xuan bent down, and saw that Wu Ting had already died, and there was no possibility of treatment.His face was pale and he looked frightened, but there was no scar on his whole body.Shen Xuan saw that the black air between his brows hadn't faded, and bright red blood flowed from his mouth and nose, so he knew that he died of poisoning. Wu Jianzhi was dumbfounded and said nothing, his face was very scary.Mrs. Wu's hair was disheveled, and she cried like a tearful person.Shen Xuan felt pain in his heart, he held back his sadness and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with cousin..." Wu Jianzhi spread out his palms, but Shen Xuan didn't want to look at it. Seeing this, the pain in his heart was no less than seeing Wu Ting's death.It turned out that on the palm of Wu Jianzhi's hand, there was a golden needle embroidered with bones! Madam Wu gritted her teeth and said, "The demon girl of the Tiantai faction has finally attacked the Sanzui Palace!" With Qingmei's support, Le Xiuning woke up leisurely, took the golden needle in Wu Jianzhi's hand, the tip of the needle was still stained with black blood, it was obviously venomous and cold.Le Xiuning asked tremblingly, "Needle, where did the needle hit him?" Wu Jian knew: "Dazhui point." That was Jiang Lingqian's deadly technique.In fact, there is no need to ask.Bone embroidery and gold needles are the supreme hidden weapon of the Tiantai School, and even the Tiantai disciples have few masters.For example, the "Bone Embroidered Golden Needle" of Princess Wuyue is a fake.Since the disintegration of the Tiantai School, apart from Jiang Tingsong and Jiang Lingqian, there is no third person in the world who possesses golden needles embroidered with bones and can kill people with such precision.This is not the first time Shen Xuan and Le Xiuning have met. Shen Xuan's mind was buzzing, the heavy blood pressure made him breathless, he didn't want to watch any more, and hurried back to his room.The picture is hanging on the wall.She actually came, but she actually did such a thing! On the day Wu Ting was buried, Ye Qingchen came.Wu Jianzhi and Mrs. Wu have aged a lot in the past two days.The pain of losing a child in old age and losing one's family can be seen.Rao Wu Jianzhi was a generation of heroes, after this blow, he seemed to be mentally sluggish, and he could barely speak up.Le Xiuning, on the other hand, avoided seeing people and almost fell seriously ill.But no one's mood is as chaotic as Shen Xuan's at the moment. Shen Xuan took Ye Qingchen to see Wu Jianzhi.Ye Qingchen couldn't help comforting him, and Wu Jianzhi sighed: "I've been famous in Jianghu for so many years, but in the end I couldn't even keep my own son. The Dongting School's branches and leaves are withered, and the prestige is gone. How can I meet the master after I die!" Ye Qingchen said: "I haven't met that Jiang Lingqian yet, but I heard from friends in Jianghu that this little demon girl has a strange mind and vicious methods, and she is not inferior to her ancestors. Head Wu, why did she kill your son?" Wu Jianzhi murmured, "I think it's because of the scriptures." Shen Xuan couldn't help but said: "Uncle, would Miss Jiang really want my martial arts secret book? I think she doesn't value Dongting martial arts very much." Wu Jianzhi glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "Regarding the book "Untied Boat" left by your grandfather, Master Lu has already told you about it. I think the Tiantai School or other Dongting martial arts are not rare. , but for this book, it must be obtained as soon as possible.” Shen Xuan asked in surprise: "Is that book still hidden in Biwuzhai?" Wu Jianzhi nodded.Shen Xuan's heart sank, but he thought of another question. It turned out that "Not Tie the Boat" was still in the Sanzui Palace, so Jiang Tingsong's accusation of the Dongting faction stealing the scriptures was the truth, and his father apologized with his sword. It is not wronged!At this time, a burst of shame and shame covered my heart, almost overshadowing the original pain and hesitation, looking at the three drunk palaces, it seemed as if they had changed colors and didn't recognize each other. Wu Jianzhi didn't know what he was thinking, and sighed slowly: "It's a pity that Ting'er doesn't know, he died in vain. That book has already been taken away by others, and it is no longer here. Inside Biwuzhai, heh... There is nothing at all. Daxia Ye, do you have any news about the matter I asked you to inquire about?" Ye Qingchen said: "The scriptures seem to have fallen into the hands of the Jinling Fan family." When Shen Xuan heard about the Fan family in Jinling, he was terrified again.But Wu Jianzhi said calmly: "The Fan family? I knew that Fan Dingfeng was not a kind person." Ye Qingchen said: "Is the head of Wu planning to chase him back?" "Forget it, the Fan family is too powerful right now, we can't openly turn against them." Wu Jianzhi shook his head, "It doesn't matter anyway." Shen Xuan became more and more puzzled, how could the Dongting School's martial arts secrets, which were regarded as the most precious treasures, become indifferent?Could it be that Fan Dingfeng was really allowed to take "Not Tie the Boat"?Is it because Wu Jianzhi is afraid of the power of the Jinling Fan family and the Beggar Gang... or is there some other reason? However, Ye Qingchen seemed to know what was happening, so he stopped asking, and instead talked about Wu Ting's death: "Can the head of Wu confirm that Jiang Lingqian did it?" Wu Jian knew: "I really don't know who else it might be. Ting'er's revenge must be avenged, but I will not act recklessly. I will try to ask that little witch for clarification." Ye Qingchen said: "It's not easy. Does Head Wu know? On the fifteenth day of next month, Mr. Tang Mulong from Lingnan is going to marry Jiang Lingqian, and he's throwing a big banquet at the Yellow Crane Tower, inviting all heroes from all over the world!" Wu Jian knew: "I know, Tang Tieya has already sent an invitation card. It's just that Ting'er has a new funeral, so we can't join in the fun." Shen Xuan asked blankly, "Is she going to get married?" "So what!" Mrs. Wu came out with red eyes, and said, "One day the little demon girl will live in this world, and it will be useless for her to marry the emperor. As long as I find her, I will stab her to death with a sword first. My Ting'er pays with his life!" Shen Xuan was terrified when he heard that, but Ye Qingchen said with emotion: "Please rest assured, seniors, this matter is on me, Ye!"