Wangjiang Tower was the tallest building in Hangzhou. It was located in the most prosperous part of Hangzhou. It was nine stories tall and pierced through the clouds. Sitting upstairs, not only could one have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of West Lake, but one could also overlook the wonders of the rising tide of Qiantang River, hence the name Wangjiang Tower.
Now, the upper floor was full of diners. Chu Feng sat on a seat by the window, admiring the beautiful scenery of West Lake outside.
Someone went upstairs. It was a young monk. He looked around and walked to Chu Feng's table. He put his palms together and said,"Amitabha. Patron, can I sit down?”
Chu Feng saw that this little monk was not tall, but his head was especially big. He was also bald and very funny. The strangest thing was that there were no scars on his bald head. Those fragrant scars were even more shiny and very interesting.
Chu Feng almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.""Please!"
The small monk sat down and ordered a few vegetarian dishes. When he saw Chu Feng staring at his head without blinking, he couldn't help but rub his bald head and look at Chu Feng.
Chu Feng smiled and said," Little Master's hair is shiny. I looked in the mirror just now. Little Master won't mind, right?"”
"Amitabha." The small monk put his palms together and said. Monks are good at making things convenient for others. Donor, please do as you wish.”
When Chu Feng heard this, he felt that this little monk was even more interesting.
" Du-deng, du-deng, du-deng." There was the sound of someone climbing the stairs. Following that, an old man with white hair and a beard walked upstairs with a walking stick and a little girl around the age of fifteen or sixteen.
The little girl was extremely beautiful. She was dressed in a bright red silk dress and wore red embroidered shoes. Her hair was combed into a pair of double-ringed snake buns, which was very eye-catching. Her eyes were bright and watery, and her face was handsome and beautiful. Her entire body was emitting spiritual energy. Although she was dressed as a young girl, it could not hide her elegant and refined beauty. It could be said that the lotus rose from the clear water and was naturally carved.
The old man had a peaceful look on his face. His snow-white beard floated in front of his chest, and his eyes were smiling. He was very kind. He held a walking stick in one hand and a banner in the other. On it were two lines of ancient characters: Divination to determine good or bad luck, divination to distinguish the five elements to understand the secrets of heaven!
It turned out that these two people were grandfather and grandson, and they told stories and divined fortunes everywhere in the martial world.
The little girl's name was Little Shu, and she was in charge of storytelling. Wherever the two of them went, she would always tell them about what had happened in Jianghu recently, and her news was always the fastest. The old man called himself the Elder of Heavenly Secrets and was in charge of divination. He said that he could decipher the mysteries of heavenly secrets, but no one believed him. Which fortune-teller didn't call themselves the " Divine Divination of Heavenly Secrets " and was omnipotent?
No one knew about their origins, and no one cared. There were countless martial arts practitioners like them who did divination and traveled the martial world to make a living. People only knew that these two grandfathers and grandsons had been in the martial world for many years, but no one could tell exactly how long they had been there.
The two of them found a seat upstairs, and the Elder of Heavenly Secrets sat beside them.
Little Shu cupped his hands and said,""Honored guests, my grandfather and I were passing by your esteemed land when we happened to encounter a shortage of Panchuan. As the saying goes, we rely on our parents at home and our friends when we go out. We don't know much about Jianghu. We only know how to make a divination and ask for a fortune to help everyone avoid misfortune. We can also talk about some strange things that have happened recently in Jianghu to make everyone laugh. If you don't mind, I'll tell you a passage from a book. If you think it's good, tip one or two money, or just clap your hands or cheer, we'll be eternally grateful.
Just this eloquent mouth alone had already attracted everyone's attention.
Someone said,"The little girl has a pretty mouth." Alright, well said. I'll reward you with some money.”
Little Shu bowed, then cleared her throat and said,""We're in the martial arts world, so we'll talk about the martial arts world for everyone.”
The little girl paused and said,"
"What is the pugilistic world? There are mountains and rivers called the Jianghu, there are kindness and resentment called the Jianghu, there are gratitude and hatred called the Jianghu, there are chivalrous justice called the Jianghu, the strong prey on the weak, the strong help the weak called the Jianghu, there is virtue to complain, there is resentment for virtue called the Jianghu, mutual deception, sincere love called the Jianghu, heroic spirit, love for children called the river lake!”
Little Shu's words immediately piqued everyone's interest, and all of them pricked up their ears.
Little Shu continued," Speaking of which, the martial world has been silent for hundreds of years. It has finally begun to surge! In recent years, there had been many talented people in Jianghu, and outstanding young disciples had emerged one after another. Gangs and sects of all sizes had established their own sects and established their own territories. It could be said that the wind and clouds were surging!”
"Why?" Someone asked.
"The so-called Dao of Heaven," said Little Book,"is that after a long separation, it will be united, and after a long union, it will be separated. The martial world had always been full of disputes, but it had been peaceful for hundreds of years. All the big sects were gathering their strength and recuperating. They had long wanted to burst out.”
"Little girl, do you mean that something big is going to happen in the martial arts world?”
"It's too early to say if there's something big. We'll see in the future.”
Everyone laughed. Someone asked,"If that's the case, then there must have been a lot of famous people in Jianghu in recent years?"”
"Good question." Little Shu nodded. As the saying went, the times created heroes, and heroes created the times! At the beginning of any chaos, there would be a group of extraordinary people. Speaking of the most famous people in Jianghu in recent years, they were the following:
Wudang Sect disciple Song Zidu, Raindrop Sword Sect successor Fairy Di, Flying General in the Sky, Murong Clan's Young Master Murong, Shaolin Wujie, Emei Miaoyu, Qingcheng Qingping Jun, Huashan Hua Yangfei, Eastern Sword Sect's Gu Ah, Kongtong Sect's Eldest Miss Mei, Nangong Nobles 'Nangong Que, Ximen Nobles' Ximen Fu, Shu Zhong's Tang Sect brothers…"
Little Shu counted them one by one with her fingers, as if she was talking about her family's treasures.
"There are so many people here. Isn't it very lively?!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.”
"It's not as simple as just being lively! This was only the figures of the righteous path in the martial arts world. If the figures of the demonic path were also counted, they would be even more shocked!”
"Then little girl, quickly tell me about the people on the demonic path?”
"Let's leave this for the next chapter. Just the characters above are enough to talk about a few chapters.”
"Then, little girl, what's so great about these people?”
"Good! First, Fairy Zhe was really as beautiful as a fairy and was known as the number one fairy in the world. She was the only successor of the Water Drop Sword Sect, and her Water Drop sword had reached perfection. It was said that none of the successive generations of the Raindrop Sword Sect's successors at her age had been able to reach her realm. The moment she made her debut, she had wiped out the Thirteen Black Wind Strongholds and challenged eighteen Stronghold Masters in a row, causing a sensation in the martial world!”
Before he could finish, the Elder of Heavenly Secrets interrupted,"It was thirteen Fort Masters, not eighteen.”
"Grandpa, you remembered wrongly. It's eighteen.”Little Shu pouted, not very happy.
"There are thirteen villages, how can there be eighteen village masters?”The Elder of Heavenly Secrets still insisted that Little Book was wrong.
Little Shu glared at the Elder of Heavenly Secrets and said,""There are six Fort Masters in one of the villages. Isn't that a total of eighteen?"
When everyone heard this, they laughed. How could there be a stronghold of six Fort Masters? Clearly, this little girl had said something wrong and could not lose face.
The Elder of Heavenly Secrets shook his head.”
Little Shu saw that her grandfather was still arguing and became anxious. She tugged at her grandfather's long white beard and moaned,"
"How could there not be? There were still 108 Fort Masters in Liangshan Lake during the Song Dynasty! There were only six of them here. What was so strange about them?”
The old man's beard was almost torn off by Little Shu. He hurriedly shouted,""Aiyo, okay, okay, it's eighteen. Grandpa remembered wrongly. Grandpa is old and muddle-headed. Good granddaughter, stop pulling. If you pull again, your beard will fall off.”
Everyone coaxed him into laughing, and only then did Little Shu let go of his hand.
Someone asked,"Is Fairy Zhe really that powerful?" I heard that the Thirteen Black Wind Stockaded Villages are not to be trifled with. They killed and robbed people, causing resentment among the people. The government had no choice but to send thousands of soldiers to encircle and suppress them. Instead, they were beaten up by the thirteen stockaded villages 'leaders and their subordinates.”
Little Shu pursed her lips and said,"I'll say it again. It's eighteen Fort Masters!"”
Everyone laughed again." Alright, it's eighteen. Little girl, please continue."”
Only then did Little Shu continue." Let me tell you, Fairy Zhe's swordsmanship is superb. She sliced open the throats of four Fort Masters with one strike, then pierced through the hearts of five Fort Masters with another strike. The last strike was even more powerful. With a 'swoosh', she beheaded eight Fort Masters. The Black Wind Thirteen Stockaded Villages were destroyed overnight just like that.”
Little Shu spoke while gesturing, it was really vivid and vivid.
Someone calculated and felt that something was wrong, so he asked,"That's only seventeen Fort Masters. What about the last one?”
"The last one was scared out of his wits and died," Little Shu said proudly.”
Everyone burst into laughter.
Little Shu continued," That's not all. Fairy Zha even charged into the Black Dragon Pool alone and killed the old demon Black Dragon, shaking the entire pugilistic world!”
Someone said in surprise,"The old demon Black Dragon has been famous for decades. Who knows how many famous people have died tragically at his hands? Fairy Zhe actually dared to barge into his old cave alone and even killed him!”
"This is called being bold with great skill!" Listening to Little Shu's arrogant tone, it was as if she was the one who killed him.
"Didn't you say that there was a Wudang disciple, Song Zidu? What about him?"
"This person is even more amazing. On the Songhua River, he cut off the Cold Face Demon Lord's hands in less than ten moves, shocking the martial world!”
"The Cold-faced Demon Monarch? Could he be the great demon who had massacred the Tan Family and burned down the Clear Wind Castle?”
"That's right! Back then, Wudang had sent more than ten elite experts to kill him, but they could not do anything to him. Song Zidu had cut off his hands as soon as he came down the mountain, which was shocking. He was the most outstanding disciple of Wudang, and the position of the leader of the martial arts world was definitely his!”
"Why? Is his martial arts invincible?" Someone asked.
"You don't know about this. The position of the leader of the martial arts world had always been held by Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei. Now, Wudang was in charge of the position of the leader of the martial arts world. Among the three major sects, Wudang was the most famous. Most importantly, Song Zidu was the current eldest disciple of Wudang. Tell me, if he doesn't succeed the Alliance Master position in the future, who will?”
"Shaolin, don't you have a chance for Emei?”someone asked.
"Although Shaolin and Emei are also full of talents, Shaolin has always been keeping a low profile and biding its time. On the other hand, Emei has never been able to rise after its glory five hundred years ago. It's still a little difficult for it to surpass Wudang in the Martial Arts Circle Convention.”
"What about Beggar's Sect?”Someone asked.
"Beggar's Sect's disciples are indeed spread all over the world, but unfortunately, they have no leader. Ever since the Sect Leader and Deputy Sect Leader suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago, they had not been able to elect a new Sect Leader. Now, Beggar's Sect was just a motley crew and was declining day by day. It was not easy to revive it!”
"Which outstanding disciples did Shaolin and Emei produce?”someone asked.
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