Chapter 86 I want to compile a family tree, so I picked Ding Chunqiu’s calligraphy! Murong Fu's heart moved, and he asked, "Master, is our ancestor Xiaoyaozi okay?"Wuyazi said, "He once went out to travel and no one knows where he went. But he has mastered the art of flying and flying, and has reached the realm of a true immortal on earth. I think he is probably playing around in the mortal world somewhere, or practicing in some famous mountain or river." Murong Fu seemed to be thinking about something. But he didn't ask any more questions. There must be a reason why Xiaoyaozi hadn't appeared for a long time. In the future, Murong Fu planned to explore Changchun Valley to seek immortality. But he is still very young now, so there is no need to be so anxious. At this time, Wuyazi looked at Murong Fu, then looked at Wang Yuyan, and said: "One of you is my disciple, and the other is my granddaughter. I will not hide the affairs of our sect from you." "The founder of our Xiaoyao Sect, his Taoist name is Xiaoyaozi, and he used to use the Taoist name Fuyaozi. People call him Chen Tuan, and he is a mysterious and true Taoist." "He first practiced in Huashan, and later went to a place called Changchun Valley, where he obtained a secret book that taught people how to live forever, called Changchun Gong, and gained a lot of enlightenment. Later, he had many adventures and created the magical skill of Xiaoyao Yufeng, and the Xiaoyao Sect was born." "However, Free and Easy Wind Control is too profound. Master only gave me some fragments of insights. When I was in the best condition, I only cultivated to the point where I felt like I was flying off the ground, but I always felt like something was missing and I couldn't do Lie Zi's Wind Control." "Fortunately, our Xiaoyao Sect has many magical skills. It doesn't matter if we can't practice Xiaoyao Yufeng. Changchun Gong can still prolong life and keep youth forever. I only learned part of Changchun Gong from my senior sister. Although I am ninety years old, I don't look like an old man."
Wang Yuyan looked at Wuyazi and saw that he really didn't look old at all, which made her heart beat fast. The Xiaoyao Sect's kung fu, in terms of its ability to preserve youth, is more powerful than any other magical skill in the world for women. Wuyazi has been lingering in the cave for more than 30 years, and he is a little nagging and wants to talk more with the younger generations. In the original novel, he and Xu Zhu didn't have much communication. Ding Chunqiu was fighting Su Xinghe outside, and he didn't have time to explain anything more. He just wanted to complete the inheritance. Now that there is no such pressure, it is natural to explain everything about the Xiaoyao Sect clearly. "There are three second-generation disciples in Xiaoyao Sect. The eldest sister is called Wu Xingyun, nicknamed Tianshan Tonglao because she looks like a little girl despite her age." Wuyazi continued, "Then there is me, I am the second. Finally, there is your grandmother, Yuyan, named Li Qiushui, who is the third. When the master passed on his skills, he passed the Beiming Divine Art to me, the Eternal Spring Art to the eldest sister, and the Small Wuxiang Art to the younger sister." "Later, I fell in love with my junior sister and we got together, but we separated due to emotional discord. Then the thing that I hate the most happened!" Wuyazi is worthy of being the one who named his disciple Chunqiu. He is well versed in the writing style of Chunqiu and has concealed all the disharmonious aspects of his past. He never said that the Child-Fairy of Tianshan was harmed by Li Qiushui. He didn't even tell anyone that Li Qiushui had cheated on him. After all, this kind of thing is too embarrassing and a family disgrace that cannot be known by the younger generation. Little did he know that Murong Fu, who was a big mouth, had already told Wang Yuyan all about his melodramatic love story. However, Wang Yuyan was cold-hearted by nature and didn't care about these things at all. She only felt sorry for her cousin. "I wonder what has happened that makes you hate me so much?" Murong Fu was a good supporting actor, so he asked at the right time. Wuyazi gritted his teeth and said, "I guess you don't know where you got it from. It's Ding Chunqiu's betrayal! Ding Chunqiu is the disciple I trained myself, but he wants to kill me!" Murong Fu said: "Ding Chunqiu is a notorious troublemaker in the martial arts world. He founded a sect called Xingxiu Sect. I heard that his disciples are good at flattering him and praising him. He promotes a cult of personality and has a very bad influence in the martial arts world. I knew he was not a good person. Now it seems that he is really a person who betrays his master and ancestors!" "Oh, why didn't I see it at the beginning!" Wuyazi said bitterly, "When I was traveling in Qufu, I met a boy named Ding Zhen. He had pure and innocent eyes." Murong Fu almost spit out a mouthful of salt soda and said in a lost voice: "Ding Zhen?!" Murong Fu was so shocked that his voice became distorted.
It's outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home. "Ding Zhen is Ding Chunqiu. I gave him the name Chunqiu. His original name was Ding Zhen." Wuyazi asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? You seem to have a big reaction to the name Ding Zhen?" Murong Fu laughed dryly and said, "I also know a Ding Zhen, but he is a young man dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, with great talent, rich knowledge, and a clear mind. Haha." While laughing awkwardly, Murong Fu thought to himself: It turns out that Ding Chunqiu's secular name is Ding Zhen, then everything can be explained. "I see." Wuyazi said, "Ding Zhen was all alone at the time. I felt sorry for him and thought he had some talent, so I brought him back to Xiaoyao Sect and gave him the name Chunqiu, which later became Ding Chunqiu. I didn't see that Ding Chunqiu had bad intentions at first, so I taught him all my real skills. However, he was extremely cunning. He was often perfunctory about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and focused on martial arts." "Later, he asked me to teach him Beiming Divine Art. Seeing that he was too obsessed with martial arts, I advised him to learn from Xinghe. Being versatile is the purpose of my Xiaoyao Sect. When he saw that I didn't teach him Beiming Divine Art, he held a grudge against me from then on." "One time, when I was admiring flowers on the edge of a cliff, he appeared and suddenly attacked me. I was not paying attention at the moment, and he pushed me off the cliff, ending up like this today." "I have always been a peaceful person and never hated anyone, but Ding Chunqiu is really an evil disciple. Disciple, I hope you can help me clean up the mess and get rid of Ding Chunqiu. It would be best if you can cripple his martial arts and bring him to see me." Wuyazi still used the writing style of the Spring and Autumn Annals, and concealed the fact that Ding Chunqiu slept with his master's wife. Seeing that Murong Fu had a close relationship with Wang Yuyan and knew a lot about the Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi secretly guessed that Murong Fu might know some of the inside story. But he was too embarrassed to talk about his own troubles, so he kept it secret. Murong Fu was also very good at being a good person. He was a master at pretending to be confused. He did not mention Li Qiushui, but said righteously: "Hmph, Master, don't worry. I am now the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and I will not allow evildoers like Ding Chunqiu to exist in the Xiaoyao Sect! I will naturally clean up the sect and take him down to rectify the Xiaoyao Sect's style!" "Before that, we in the Xiaoyao Sect still need to revise our family tree!" Wuyazi asked in surprise: "What family tree are you compiling?" Murong Fu asked seriously: "Master, is the Xiaoyao Sect now in pieces?" Wuyazi said sadly, "Yes, the sect started to split from the second generation of disciples, and my lineage has split again. The Xiaoyao Sect is now scattered all over the world, with no news or contact with each other." Murong Fu said: "So I will compile a genealogy of the Xiaoyao Sect, list all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect on it, and then reorganize the Xiaoyao Sect. As for Ding Chunqiu, I will remove him from the list, and specifically mark his crime of 'deceiving the heaven and destroying his ancestors, and defying human ethics', and announce his expulsion from the Xiaoyao Sect! Since he is no longer a disciple of my Xiaoyao Sect, he is not worthy of the name given by the master. I will remove the two characters Chunqiu from his name, and he will be called by his real name, and he can still be called Ding Zhen!" Wuyazi almost clapped his hands in admiration, saying, "This is a great move, not only to kill but also to destroy the heart, great! Disciple, with your martial arts and intelligence, Ding Chunqiu, the traitor, will definitely not escape the law!" With Murong Fu as the new leader to clean up the mess for him, Wuyazi, who had been worried for decades, finally felt relieved. He felt more excited and his expectations were boosted by Murong Fu. His face also turned a lot redder, and he asked again: "Disciple, is your uncle Qiushui okay now? Is she still in Dali?" Murong Fu said: "Master Qiushui settled in Suzhou a long time ago, and our Murong clan is also in Gusu. But later, Master Qiushui met the former emperor of Xixia, Li Bingchang, and she had a third... ahem, second spring of life. She married into the Xixia palace and became a concubine. But she is still strong and gave birth to another son, who is the current Xixia emperor, Li Qianshun. So, Master Qiushui is now the Xixia Concubine." There was a green glow on Wuyazi's face and he remained silent for a long time. It was green light, so unique. Murong Fu asked knowingly, "Master, what's wrong with you?" "I'm fine. It's just that my old illness has relapsed and I feel a little uncomfortable." Wuyazi changed the subject and asked, "Have you got any news about your master uncle?" Murong Fu said: "Master Uncle is now in the Lingjiu Palace on the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain. He has established the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions, the Thirty-six Caves and the Seventy-two Islands. It's going very well." Wuyazi said, "That's good. That place used to be a cave where Teacher Xiaoyaozi practiced. It's a blessing for her to have such a Feng Shui treasure land." "It's just that the fight between the master uncle and the uncle was very fierce, almost to the point of life and death." Murong Fu said. "Hey, there are some conflicts between them." Wuyazi said, "You are now the head of Xiaoyao Sect. If you want to unify Xiaoyao Sect, you still need to persuade them to reconcile. But you know the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and you can learn many profound martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect from me. I think it won't be difficult to persuade them to reconcile! I will start to teach you martial arts! What do you want to learn first?"
"Let's learn Xiao Wuxiang Gong first!" Murong Fu said, "I just happened to bring the secret manual with me!" Murong Fu said this and took out eight account books that he had prepared earlier. Wuyazi was speechless for a while, but he didn't ask any more questions. Since Wang Yuyan is Li Qiushui's granddaughter, and Murong Fu has a close relationship with Wang Yuyan, it is not surprising that she can obtain the Little Wuxiang Gong. "These eight account books are the secret manuals of Xiao Wuxiang Gong. Unfortunately, I am too dull to understand them. Master, please enlighten me." Murong Fu said, looking at Wang Yuyan, "My cousin can also join Xiaoyao Sect, so let her learn together! She is gifted and is truly a rare martial arts genius." Wuyazi landed, picked up the first volume of the account book, and said, "It's normal that you can't understand Xiao Wuxiang Gong. This is deliberately designed by the founder. Look, this sentence 'On the first day of the first lunar month, the silver is nine cents and eight cents' means that on the first day, you should gently inhale nine times and concentrate your breath eight times." At that moment, Wuyazi began to explain the Xiao Wuxiang Gong in detail. Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan were soon immersed in the ocean of knowledge and could not extricate themselves. (End of this chapter)