#250 - I want to ask for your explanation
“ Rumble! ”
Lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder rumbled through the dark firmament as heavy rain poured down.
Amidst the roaring of all sounds and the crashing of thunder, even Misty Cloud Mountain seemed to tremble.
A piece of cliff rock broke off from the mountainside, snapping several giant trees before narrowly missing the woman, then continued to roll towards the foot of the mountain.
The corpse, whose appearance was already unrecognizable, had disappeared without a trace, leaving only Yun Lian digging at the yellow earth in the rain, seemingly muttering something.
“Husband, I will avenge you.”
“Wait for me, I will kill the person who harmed you and then go to the underworld to find you.”
“You are not allowed to drink Meng Po's soup, you are not allowed to cross the Bridge of Helplessness, you are not allowed to cross the River of Oblivion, you are not allowed to forget me.”
“Not allowed, not allowed...”
Rainwater mixed with yellow earth to form a muddy swamp, and Yun Lian, who was mired in it, suddenly stopped her movements at a certain moment and slowly raised a piece of torn cloth.
This piece of cloth was only the size of a palm, and the cut was very smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
Wiping away the dirt on it, a pattern was revealed.
A bow and a circle, like a crescent moon embracing the sun.
Such a symbol of the sun and moon shining together was well known in the martial world, or rather, it caused people to change color upon hearing it.
Capture all righteousness and return it to the Earth Net, collect the remaining gentlemen and drop them into the Heavenly Net.
The leader of the demonic sects under heaven—the Heavenly Net Sect.
Two days later.
In the Shu Province, Yun Lian had successfully found a clue and officially began her journey of revenge.
Wei Changtian, however, was still unaware of this, and his party had only just arrived at Longzhou City, still two provinces away from Shu Province.
“Grandpa, have you seen anything special about this sword manual?”
Inside an inn, Wei Changtian asked Qin Zhengqiu, who was holding the 'Moon Picking Sword' manual: “Old Zhang Tou said this sword technique is very domineering, but in my opinion, it's too ordinary.”
“Well, it is indeed a bit ordinary.”
Qin Zhengqiu nodded noncommittally: “But the merits and demerits of martial skills can only be judged after truly practicing them.”
Practiced before you can judge?
The reason I'm asking you is because I don't want to waste time practicing this thing, okay?
Wei Changtian complained inwardly, then asked again: “Grandpa, what do you think Old Zhang Tou's background is?”
“Hard to say.”
Qin Zhengqiu frowned: “Since he was able to sense my existence at the time, and also see that your saber sheath is not ordinary, he must have some ability.”
“But I don't remember there being such a person in Da Ning.”
“Could he be from outside the region?”
Wei Changtian asked doubtfully: “Like that sword sect master who killed Zhang Benchu?”
“If he hadn't died, who knows how high his sword mastery would be now.”
“Yeah.”
Wei Changtian nodded, not very interested in this topic.
However, the next moment, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
“Grandpa, what was that sword sect master called?”
“I don't know, he probably never told anyone. People only know that this person was quite handsome and used a heavy sword.”
Qin Zhengqiu shook his head and answered, then seemed to understand what Wei Changtian meant.
“Changtian, do you think...”
“I'm just guessing.”
Wei Changtian rubbed his nose: “After all, if that swordsman could live to this day, he would be about the same age as Old Zhang Tou.”
“This... it's probably not that coincidental.”
Qin Zhengqiu smiled and denied it: “That swordsman's realm was extremely high, and his swordsmanship was superb. Apart from his own innate talent, there must also be a force behind him that has poured a lot of effort into him.”
“And no matter who this force is, they would never allow such a master to stay in a foreign country for decades.”
“...”
It must be said that Qin Zhengqiu's words made a lot of sense.
Except for Xiao Feng and Shen Ran, who were favored by the heavens, ordinary people would never be able to go too far on the path of cultivation without the support of a large and resourceful force.
And how could these forces, after spending a lot of manpower and resources to cultivate a master, allow him to easily escape their control?
So, according to normal logic, that swordsman would indeed not be Old Zhang Tou.
But...
What if the organization that cultivated Old Zhang Tou happened to be Kui Long?
A quarter of an hour later.
Walking out of the inn with Qin Zhengqiu, Wei Changtian was no longer thinking about the question of Old Zhang Tou's identity.
After all, based on the information he had, he could only guess, and whether he guessed right or wrong didn't really matter, so there was no need to trouble himself with it.
What's more, he had something more important to do right now.
“Young Master, I've already inquired. the Lotus Flower Temple is on Spirit Opening Mountain, about a dozen miles outside the city.”
Zhang San reported truthfully beside the carriage: “If we leave now, we can arrive before noon.”
“Alright, let's go.”
Wei Changtian nodded and bent down to get into the carriage with Qin Zhengqiu.
The main reason he wanted to stop in Longzhou City was to take a trip to the Lotus Flower Temple.
First, to ask about that evil monk named Jing Yuan, and second, to pick up a treasure along the way.
The Kasaya of Brocade, a supreme treasure of defense in the original work.
In fact, ever since Xiao Feng died, Wei Changtian had not been as enthusiastic about “plundering opportunities” as before.
Anyway, the competitor has already passed away, so these good things will be his sooner or later.
But now that he's in Longzhou, he definitely has to take the treasure.
“Pa!”
The whip was raised high and landed on the rumps of the two steeds.
Amidst Zhang San's shouts of “Giddy up!”, the carriage slowly started to move, but stopped again after only a few steps.
“Young Master, what's wrong?”
“Zhang San.”
Wei Changtian opened the curtain of the carriage and ordered: “Call Youjia over.”
“Yes!”
Zhang San responded, stopped the carriage by the side of the road, turned around and returned to the inn, and soon walked back with Youjia.
The wheels turned again, carrying several people out of the city towards Spirit Opening Mountain.
Youjia, who was sitting in the carriage, was a little puzzled.
“Young Master, where are we going?”
“Spirit Opening Mountain.”
Wei Changtian replied calmly: “Lotus Flower Temple.”
“...”
Hearing this name, Youjia suddenly lowered her head and asked softly: “Young Master, are you going to ask about Jing Yuan?”
“Yes.”
“But Jing Yuan has already been expelled from Buddhism by the Lotus Flower Temple. Everything that happened before was Ning Yongnian's conspiracy, and the Lotus Flower Temple was unaware...”
Youjia gently bit her lip: “Young Master, don't you believe what I said?”
“...”
The carriage suddenly fell silent.
Wei Changtian looked at the aggrieved Youjia, sighed inwardly, but his expression was very serious and sincere.
“Of course I believe you.”
“But no matter what, the Lotus Flower Temple should not have let such an evil monk live.”
“What's more, that Jing Yuan almost defiled your body.”
“So, we're going this time to get justice for you!”
