When Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu arrived at Uncle Ming's house with the news from the dark world, the small living room was already full of people. In addition to Liu Banxian and Ren Qi, Lan Po, Cai Huaxiong, Lin Hu, Taoist Afa, and even Chun Dai were there. "With so many people here, are we going to have hotpot?" At this time, Yin Xiu did not realize the seriousness of the problem. "Hotpot?" Uncle Ming snorted coldly and no longer had the heart to joke. "Hotpot, look who's here?" As a light laugh came from the other side, Yin Xiu discovered that Taoist Qingyun was also sitting here, but was blocked by Lin Hu's figure. "Master Qingyun." Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu greeted him with respect as juniors.
Taoist Qingyun returned the greetings one by one. However, when he returned the greetings to Yin Xiu, he was a senior, but when he returned the greetings to Ma Xiaoyu, he was a junior, and he respectfully said, "Master Ma." Seeing what Taoist Qingyun did, Ma Xiaoyu immediately understood. She winked at Yin Xiu and said, "It seems that this is none of my business. Taoist Qingyun is here to see you." Yoon Soo smiled bitterly, “I know.” Taoist Qingyun stood up straight, puffed out his chest, and took the talisman representing the Maoshan Grand Master Nangong Baixing in his hand, just like last time. Could it be that Nangong Baixing is going to summon him again like last time? As he was thinking this, Taoist Qingyun said sternly, "Yin Xiu, the Heavenly Master has asked you to duel on the top of Mount Taiping on the fifteenth of next month." "duel?" Yin Xiu was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He glanced at Uncle Ming, who also had a gloomy expression on his face, and it was obvious that he knew about this. "Yes, a duel." "Why me?" Yin Xiu asked. Taoist Qingyun made sure Yin Xiu could understand him and not misinterpret his meaning. This was his duty as a messenger. So he explained: "The Heavenly Master is carrying out the requirements of Xiandu." "It turns out that someone from Xiandu has come." Uncle Ming and Grandma Lan sighed at the same time. "Where is Xiandu?" Even Ma Xiaoyu didn't know. "It's not surprising that you don't know, because Xiandu has been isolated from the outside world for decades. Even in the past, they rarely came out of the mountains." Granny Lan wiped her face and said, "In the past, after the Heavenly Master of Maoshan passed the position to his successor, he would go to Xiandu to die. That place is the blessed land of Qigong practitioners, and mortals can't even find its location." "So it's a fairy mountain." Yin Xiu didn't quite understand. “It’s not some fairy mountain.” Uncle Ming shook his head. "Penglai and Kunlun are both illusory and exist only in legends. However, Xiandu does exist. It's just that people without the opportunity cannot enter."
"Why did they ask the old Taoist priest to duel with me?" This was the only thing Yin Xiu cared about. Taoist Qingyun glanced at him and said, "Because you threaten the foundation of Xiandu. Xiandu doesn't want anyone to gather all the Dragon Emperor's sons and cut off their path to becoming immortals." "I see." Yin Xiu understood, "Then there is nothing to talk about. Becoming an immortal is illusory. It is impossible for me to give up collecting the Dragon Emperor's sons." "Tianshi knows you won't give up, so this is just a notice." After a pause, Taoist Qingyun decided to fulfill his duty as a messenger. He added: "The Heavenly Master does not object to your actions, nor does he think you are wrong." "If that's the case, why does he have to duel with Yin Xiu?" Uncle Ming frowned, "You know, the identities of the two are not equal. Even if he wants to clean up the family, Master Uncle only needs to inform me. He doesn't need to do it himself." "Because of the Heavenly Master's Staff, the people of Xiandu brought the Heavenly Master's Staff." Taoist Qingyun seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied. "The Heavenly Master holds up his staff and issues orders to all directions. No Taoist sect in the world dares to disobey." "So that's it." Grandma Lan sighed. "The Taoist priests of Maoshan are all very rigid, and that stinky old Taoist priest Nangong Baixing is even more so. Others won't respect the Heavenly Master's Staff, but he will. This old guy is just like a person who lived a thousand years ago. He won't adapt at all." Taoist Qingyun glanced sideways, "Grandma Lan, I'm still here. In this case, can you wait until I leave before talking?" "Sorry, sorry." Grandma Lan put her hands together and said, "It is I who have committed bad words. Please forgive me, Bodhisattva." Uncle Ming also took the cigarette out of his mouth and said, "Grandma Lan, you can just say this in private. You can't pretend I didn't hear you saying this in front of everyone." "But Master Uncle is indeed like that." Ah Fa whispered. "Well?" Several people looked at him together. Ah Fa simply leaned over the table and pretended to sleep. "All right." Taoist Qingyun put away the talisman and said, "My words have been delivered." He glanced at Yin Xiu and said, "On the 15th, please go to the top of Taiping Mountain. The Heavenly Master will be waiting for you there. Goodbye." Everyone stood up to see Taoist Qingyun off. After he left, Uncle Ming lit another cigarette, frowning. "Now even Master Uncle is going to take action. You have to know that he used to be invincible, and when he got older, he even cultivated his thunder technique to a near-godlike state. If he really goes all out, I'm afraid even immortals will be killed by him." Yin Xiu knew that it was not "I'm afraid". If Nangong Baixing was willing, it might not be that difficult for him to kill an immortal. After all, even if he has entered the realm of synaesthesia now, he would never have the courage to fight Nangong Baixing.
However, Ren Qi knew nothing about Nangong Baixing. He didn't bring his sword with him today, nor did he sit on the chair. He just stood aside, folded his hands and said coldly: "How about I go and persuade him?" "you?" Uncle Ming and Afa looked at the strange swordsman at the same time. Although he exuded a murderous aura, they were not afraid. "I advise you not to go, because Master Uncle is not a very hospitable person. If you go there, he may not be willing to entertain you." "It's still unclear who will entertain whom." Even though he knew that he was the great Taoist priest of Maoshan, he also saw that Yin Xiu was so afraid of him. However, Ren Qi believed that a Taoist priest was a Taoist priest, and no matter how high his realm was, his martial arts could not be compared with that of a swordsman, because a swordsman's realm was obtained through killing, while monks and Taoist priests only needed to chant scriptures. "Don't touch him." Yin Xiu stopped Ren Qi and said, "Don't make a big deal out of this before I give the order." "But you don't know how to give orders, do you? Who would ask others to deal with their own master?" Ren Qi snorted coldly and turned away. Uncle Ming ignored him, but just moved closer to Yin Xiu and said to him, "How about using the Heavenly Master's Sword?" "Tianshi's sword?" "Yes." Uncle Ming returned to his room, took out a wooden box, and looked at Chundai again. "Hey, detective, don't tell anyone what you saw or heard here today." "Who do you think I am?" Seeing that she was not treated as one of her own, Haruyo sighed, "If I didn't want to help, I wouldn't come here. Since I'm here to help, of course I can't make things worse." "It's enough to have this intention. Even if you can't help, I won't say anything to you." Uncle Ming placed the box on the table and gently opened it. Inside the wooden box, on the soft silk, lay a black dagger. This is the sword of the Heavenly Master that was stolen by Cai Huaxiong's father Li Chonghu from the Imperial Observatory. It is the identity certificate of the Imperial Master and can command the Xuanmen in the world. Before leaving Hong Kong Island, Yin Xiu deposited the Heavenly Master's Sword with Uncle Ming. "The Heavenly Master's Sword..." Uncle Ming stared at the sword, and did not dare to touch it with his hands. He just looked at it with his eyes, as if he was talking to an old friend. Caihua Xiong came closer and said, "My father died because of this thing?" "What's this and that?" Ah Fa glared at him and said, "This is the Heavenly Master's Sword. It is something that cannot be exchanged for any amount of gold or jewels." "Anyway is fine."
Cai Huaxiong spread his hands, "What's the use of the Tianshi Sword?" "Of course it's the same as the Heavenly Master's Staff." Grandma Lan had already guessed what Uncle Ming meant. "You want Yin Xiu to use the Heavenly Master's Sword to order Nangong Baixing to give up the duel." "more or less." Uncle Ming nodded, "Master, as the Heavenly Master of Mount Mao, he will respect the Heavenly Master's Staff from Xiandu, and naturally he will also respect this unparalleled Heavenly Master's Sword." "You only have one chance, only one chance to make Master Uncle obey." Ah Fa reminded. "Once is enough." Uncle Ming looked at Yin Xiu and said, "You can use it now. Use the Heavenly Master's Sword to ask Master Uncle to cancel this duel." "Fortunately, you usually have the habit of collecting treasures." Liu Banxian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Otherwise, even if all of us were added together, we wouldn't be enough to defeat that Maoshan Heavenly Master." The room suddenly felt relaxed. However, Ma Xiaoyu did not feel happy or relaxed sitting next to Yin Xiu. She kept staring at Yin Xiu, as if waiting for his thoughts. She vaguely felt that Yin Xiu probably wouldn't want to use the Heavenly Master's Sword. As for the reason, only he himself knew. As expected, he smiled and said, "I don't know how to use the Heavenly Master's Sword, Uncle Ming, you should put it away first." "why?" It was Haruyo who asked first, he was very anxious. "There's obviously no need to fight. You can't win anyway. You can just take the Heavenly Master's Sword and say a few nice words to him, and the matter will be over. Why not? It's better than going to war, and you can't beat him, right?" "I just feel that I can't beat him, but I've never been really defeated by him." Yin Xiu didn't care. "Now is not the time for joking." Uncle Ming said seriously: "If Master Uncle takes action, you won't even have a chance to escape, let alone resist. Why don't you use it? Do you think you are that lucky?" "I don't think so either." Yin Xiu still smiled, "But I still don't plan to use the Heavenly Master's Sword. The time is not right yet." “So what’s a good time?” Uncle Ming asked him back, obviously he couldn't understand Yin Xiu's thoughts. "Of course, when you don't need to use it to escape or beg for mercy." Yin Xiu put away his smile at this time and became very serious. He glanced at Ma Xiaoyu. Ma Xiaoyu was not as confused as the others. She was very calm, as if she would support and understand whatever answer Yin Xiu gave.
In this way, Yin Xiu felt more at ease. “Even though I can only run away if I encounter such a being, it would be too foolish to even think of confronting him head-on. However, I could never do this by offering up the Heavenly Master's Sword just to ask the old Heavenly Master not to kill me and to spare me. Even though this seems more decent and advanced than kneeling down and begging for mercy, in my opinion, it is not manly enough. You can say that I am ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, or that I am just trying to save face, but I cannot do such a thing as offering the Heavenly Master's Sword just to ask others to spare my life. I would rather be killed by him." Uncle Ming didn’t know what to say, so he just lit a cigarette and put his hand on his forehead. After a pause, he asked Ah Fa: "What do you think?" "madness." Ah Fa sighed, "But it's really romantic and makes people yearn for it." Liu Banxian also nodded and said, "We usually run away like rabbits with their tails tucked up, not turtles with their heads tucked in. Brother Yin, I support you." "What's the point of just giving verbal support?" For some reason, Ren Qi's displeasure was written all over his face at this moment, and he walked out on his own. No one asked Ren Qi why he left, because this swordsman has always been such a strange person. He leaves when he wants to, and stays when he wants to. He never asks others, and others never ask him. Yin Xiu looked at Ma Xiaoyu and grinned, "Looks like I have to go to Malaysia to hide from the limelight for a while." "This is harboring a wanted criminal. How long do you plan to hide?" Ma Xiaoyu smiled. "Even if I hide for the rest of my life, I'll be fine with that." "lifetime?" Ma Xiaoyu's delicate cheeks had two dimples on them. "I may not be able to keep you for that long." Liu Banxian listened on the side and nodded repeatedly, praising: "This is a good idea. Nangong Baixing is already old and won't be able to jump around for many years. You can go to Malaysia to hide for a few years. Before the child is old enough to play with soy sauce, Nangong Baixing may have died. By then, who will..." Uncle Ming punched Liu Banxian in the chest so hard that he started coughing. "Fuck you! He won't die even if you die, you big mouth Liu! Who do you think Master Uncle is? All the legends of his generation have long been in the coffin, but he is still alive and well, not smoking or drinking. I am afraid that none of us will live longer than him. " As he said this he glared at Yoon Soo again. "You poor fellow, now that you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want in your own world. Since you have figured out a solution, I will not care about you anymore. Anyway, remember, don't handle anything alone. At most, your master can ask the ancestors to come out and save you. What's the big deal? It's just selling salted duck eggs. I, your master, was not brought up to be scared." Ah Fa listened silently and just kept giving thumbs up. Haruyo stretched himself, and seeing that the discussion had come to an end, he asked, "Now that there's nothing else to do, I'll go home first?" "go back?"
Uncle Ming glanced at him and said, "It's not over yet!" "Is there anything else?" "Pack up your things and have some hotpot!" Uncle Ming began to greet everyone, "Remember to use serving chopsticks." (End of this chapter)