Chapter 553: Letter from Junior Sister, Supreme Sword Scripture
The scholar in white looked at the heroine who suddenly appeared in a daze.
Taiwei frowned slightly.
"Yes, we are all Tang people!"
The other two people also ran back and looked at Taiwei with shocked eyes.
One sword can break eighty-six armors. This kind of martial arts is simply unheard of and amazing. I just heard her call herself a poor Taoist priest. Could she be a disciple of some Taoist sect?
"If you are from the Tang Dynasty, why are you here?"
The scholar in white straightened his clothes, revealed a handsome smile, and said, "Lady, you are joking. The reason why we came to this Turkic territory from the Central Plains is naturally to respond to your Majesty's declaration of war."
Declaration of war...
Taiwei was shocked. The Tang Dynasty actually declared war on the Turks?
Is this still the Tang Dynasty in her memory?
Then, the scholar in white talked eloquently and explained the origins of the three of them.
It turned out that they were all heroes in the Central Plains martial arts world. His name was Lin Xingzhou, also known as the Jade-faced Scholar, who was proficient in grappling and using hidden weapons. The burly man was named Shen Tu Xiong, also known as the Crazy Blade. As for the young monk, his Buddhist name was Zhending, he was born in Shaolin, had amazing horizontal training, and was known as the Iron Arhat.
The three men originally wanted to join the army to serve their country, but they were too proud of their martial arts skills to start as small soldiers, so they hit it off and secretly sneaked into the important Turkic area, hoping to gather important intelligence as a token of their loyalty.
The intelligence was obtained, but the three people did not expect that their whereabouts were exposed. They were chased by dozens of Turkic cavalry and almost died without a burial place.
"The Tang Dynasty... dares to declare war on the Turks?"
In Taiwei's memory, the Tang Dynasty was still very weak, the people were hungry, and it had signed the Wei River Alliance with the Turks, and had to pay huge amounts of wealth every year.
Not to mention the Turks, even the small country of Tibet dared to watch covetously.
The Turks are the most powerful country in the world, without a doubt. Their national teacher is known as the Evil Buddha, and he entered the Yang Shen realm decades ago. In addition, there is also a high priest who is also in the Yang Shen realm.
The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, how could the Tang Dynasty dare to send troops?
Could it be that the master has come out of seclusion to help the Tang Dynasty?
Hearing Tai Wei's words, Lin Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Lady, you are joking. My Tang Dynasty has strong soldiers and horses, your majesty is wise and brave, and we have the invincible Li Guoshi in charge. How can we not defeat the Turks?"
After a pause, he recited a poem softly.
"In May, the mountains are covered with snow, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear the sound of willows being cut in the flute, but I have not seen the beauty of spring."
"In the morning, I fight with the golden drums, and at night, I sleep with the jade saddle. I wish I could draw the sword from my waist and kill Lou Lan."
Tai Wei's eyes moved, and she pondered for a moment on the last two lines, then said, "Good poem!"
"Of course, this poem was written by our Great Tang Imperial Master. It was after reading this poem that we became so excited that we decided to venture into the dangerous and dangerous land of the barbarians!"
Lin Xingzhou opened the fan and fanned it gently, his black hair flying, coupled with his handsome face, and the elegance and passion in which he recited poetry, was enough to make many girls' hearts flutter.
It’s a pity that Taiwei is not among them.
She just chewed over the poem silently, especially the last two lines. The more she read, the more she liked it, and she became more and more curious about the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty.
"That Tang Dynasty Imperial Master...what's his name?"
Hearing this, not only Lin Xingzhou, but also Shen Tu Xiong who was holding a black broadsword, and the monk Zhending who was wearing a monk's robe, all looked at her with strange eyes.
That expression seemed to be saying, how could there be someone in this world who has never heard of the name of the Tang Dynasty's Imperial Master?
Taiwei didn't look embarrassed at all, instead she was relaxed and at ease.
"I have been traveling overseas for many years and have not heard of worldly affairs. It is inevitable that I am a little ignorant. I would like to ask the three brothers to enlighten me."
"So that's how it is. No wonder."
Lin Xingzhou nodded, with a hint of pride in his voice.
"The Imperial Master of our Great Tang is the invincible Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master, Li Dao Xuan!"
Taiwei’s eyes froze.
"Master... Li Daoxuan, his Taoist name is Taichong?"
Lin Xingzhou was somewhat surprised and said, "So you've heard of him. Yes, it's Master Taichong!"
He was about to continue speaking when he saw the swordsman with a clear and unfathomable swordsman heart suddenly smile. Her heroic eyebrows bent slightly, revealing a bit of tenderness.
Even those eyes, as clear as sword light, had a hint of realization.
Lin Xingzhou is a well-known figure in the underworld. With his handsome face, he is also a veteran in the world of women and has seen many beautiful women.
But he had never felt such a thrill as he did at this moment.
When she smiled, there was no trace of makeup on her, but rather a strange and otherworldly charm, like the snow on the mountains, or the first ray of sunlight between heaven and earth, beautiful and pure, without a trace of worldly filth.
In fact, he was deeply moved when Taiwei drew her sword just now.
With one sword he broke through eighty-six armors, like a peerless swordsman appearing out of nowhere, with extraordinary grace and elegance.
That cold glance from above and that sword light that was as moving as a startled wild goose left a deep impression on Lin Xingzhou and he admired it very much.
"Can you tell me about... the Tang Dynasty Imperial Master?"
"Of course you can. The swordsmanship of the female knight is amazing. Why don't you come with us? I will tell you everything about Master Li along the way!"
Lin Xingzhou said attentively.
"Thank you very much."
Tai Wei stood with sword in her arms, looking at him quietly.
"Lady, how about we eat something first?"
"No, I want to hear it now."
Lin Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I will start from when Master Li first came to Chang'an."
"It was the second year of the Zhenguan reign. Chang'an had suffered from drought for several consecutive months, so Your Majesty convened the Longmen Immortal Meeting to pray for rain. But who knew that the evil Buddha Maha also came to Chang'an, coveting the position of the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty..."
There is endless yellow sand and strong wind.
Tai Wei held her sword and listened very carefully.
…
Chang'an City, Zhuque Street.
A new temple has been built here, and it is very popular. Many people come here to worship, and some doctors even spontaneously provide free medical consultations in front of the temple.
Any doctor willing to treat the people will receive a medical book issued by the government, called "Qian Jin Fang".
For a time, the place was crowded with people, and people who had finished seeing the doctor would spontaneously go to the temple to burn incense.
A figure slowly walked into the temple. He was tall and slender, dressed in green like a lotus. His demeanor and bearing were extraordinary, but the people around him ignored him.
Li Daoxuan was walking in the crowd, but it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.
Finally, he stopped in front of the temple, quietly looking at the plaque with the words "Medicine King Temple" written on it. After a long time, he raised his foot and stepped inside.
The scent of sandalwood is lingering.
Everything around is very simple. On the shrine, there is an old man with kind eyes , riding a tiger and holding a medicine bowl in his hand, which looks lifelike.
It was none other than Sun Simiao, the True Man of Miaoying, who had been canonized by the Emperor himself!
As soon as Li Daoxuan returned to Beijing, he personally built this temple and asked the thirteen most famous carving masters in Chang'an to work for two days and two nights before finally carving this statue.
Then he placed the wisp of Medicine King's soul that he had intercepted into the statue, and asked the Green Emperor to spread the Medicine King's deeds everywhere so that the Medicine King would receive a large amount of worship.
Now seven days have passed.
"The spirits of heaven and earth, the spiritual light of Zhengyi is attached to me, the real person Miaoying follows me, I act on behalf of heaven, assist the country and save the people, spread the law of Taoism, and quickly send down the real spirit. Hurry up and obey the command!"
He made a Taoist seal with his hands and performed the Longhu Mountain's technique of summoning gods and sending generals, but the statue did not react at all.
Li Daoxuan opened his third eye between his eyebrows and looked at the statue carefully. Apart from a hint of compelling agility, he did not find anything unusual.
He sighed softly. He had done everything he could. Whether Senior Medicine King could survive and practice the way of the gods depended on his own luck.
Shaking his head, Li Daoxuan turned and left.
After his figure disappeared, a moment later, the statue of Miaoying Zhenren on the shrine suddenly trembled slightly, as if it was an illusion.
…
Back in the Xuandu courtyard, Li Daoxuan was calculating the destiny and the war with the Turks by using the Ziwei Dou Shu.
Unfortunately, every time he reached a critical moment, it seemed as if a black cloud covered his eyes and he couldn't see clearly no matter what, so he had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, a paper crane flew from the sky and circled above Li Daoxuan's head.
Who sent the letter from the clouds ?
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and the paper crane fell down obediently and automatically stretched out, turning into a piece of letter paper with lines of elegant and beautiful small characters on it.
The sword intent in the brush and ink was so powerful that Li Daoxuan seemed to hear a loud and clear sword sound.
Good sword intention!
Looking at the last signature, a hint of surprise appeared .
This is actually... a letter from Junior Sister Taiwei!
A picture emerged in Li Daoxuan's mind. His junior sister Taiwei broke her beloved Lilong sword in public at the Heavenly Master Ceremony in Longhu Mountain, determined to pursue the supreme swordsmanship for the rest of her life.
I only love the three-foot sword in my life, and my heart is devoted to it.
Both of them were geniuses in swordsmanship. They had sparred with each other many times on the sword-testing stone in Mount Longhu, and had experienced life and death together in the underworld. They had a feeling of being close friends.
I remember that when we parted, she carried an iron sword on her back and rode down the mountain, saying that she wanted to see the desert outside the Great Wall, the snow-capped mountains in the far north, the Penglai Islands in the East China Sea, the miasma mountains and the end of the world, and that she would come to see us again after she became a sword fairy.
Li Daoxuan hasn't received any news from her for a long time, and even the Qing Emperor couldn't find out.
That extraordinary woman who was born with a swordsman's heart and was free and unrestrained seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, and no one had ever seen her again.
A ripple appeared in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He continued reading the letter.
"Senior brother, personally."
"It has been six years since we last parted. My little sister has been traveling far away from home, drifting around the world, and I miss her even more."
"After leaving Mount Longhu, I headed eastward until I set sail to see the end of the world."
"The journey east is difficult, and the sea is unpredictable. Thanks to the paper horse my senior brother gave me, I was able to cross the water as if it were flat ground, and I didn't return in embarrassment, which only added to the laughter."
Seeing this, Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.
At that time, he had just learned the art of turning paper-cutting into horses from Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals. He rode one himself and gave one to his junior sister.
The white horse carried him all the way north until he reached Chang'an.
"I have encountered many dangers . I have seen three-headed evil dragons, eight-winged strange owls and other ferocious beasts on the sea. I fought with swords and was often defeated. Thanks to the three life-saving hairs given to me by my senior brother, I was able to save my life."
That was the fairy bird feather that I gave her. Now it seems that it has come in handy.
Thinking of Fairy Que, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but think of Lady Qingyi.
I don’t know how she is doing now. She has been in seclusion for these years.
"I traveled hundreds of millions of miles eastward, killed countless ferocious beasts, watched the barbarians eat raw meat and drink blood, and also saw the wonders of the Far North Fairy Light, March without night, and thousands of miles of ice. After several years, I finally got the sword and forgot about it. I realized a method called "The Supreme Sword Sutra."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Taishang Sword Sutra". Just these four words were enough to show the confidence of the junior sister in this method.
"Since I comprehended the Supreme Sword Scripture, I killed the three evil dragons, roasted their meat and drank with wine, chopped the eight-winged monster owl, took its feathers to make winter clothes, and then fought with various masters, killing 172 bandits without losing a single one. Only then did I feel lonely."
Li Daoxuan smiled.
Although the junior sister tried her best to appear nonchalant, between the lines one could still tell that she was full of vigor and ambition as she defeated all the overseas heroes with her sword. As a woman, she was able to suppress all the heroes from various countries.
Besides being cool and heroic, he also has a hint of showing off to people close to him, but he does it just right and is not annoying, but rather very cute.
It seems that my junior sister has had a very wonderful life over the years.
The word "kill thieves" in her letter definitely does not refer to any random thieves or chicken thieves. She, who has always been proud, would even mention them. Those 172 "thieves" must be top masters from various countries.
He crossed the sea to the east with a sword and defeated all the heroes.
I'm afraid she has become a legend in overseas countries.
"To sharpen my swordsmanship, I sat alone on the top of a lonely mountain for several months, watching the withering spring grass and the falling autumn leaves. I felt lonely and alone, as if I were a traveler at the end of the world, a lonely traveler at the corner of the sea. Even when I was not practicing swordsmanship, I often thought about the years in the mountains and the Tang Dynasty."
"Thinking of my master, my uncle, my grandmaster, and my senior brother, I always miss them like a caged bird missing the forest or a fish in the pond missing the deep water. I decided to go home. So after another year, I returned to the Tang Dynasty. Unfortunately, the paper horse my senior brother gave me was damaged at sea."
"I remember I made a promise to my senior brother that if he became a sword immortal, I would serve him. Although I have not yet achieved the Dao fruit of a sword immortal, I have made some progress. Perhaps I can try the Frost Blade to show my sharpness. If my senior brother does not mind, please prepare some strong wine and delicious food, and we can learn sword skills together until we are drunk."
"Brother, you have been the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty for many years. You have killed the evil Buddha, slew the Mara, exterminated the locust god, and suppressed the Turks. In just six years, you have become an unparalleled master, but I don't know if your swordsmanship has fallen behind. When we are sparring, I will not hold back even if it is you, brother."
Then there was another joke.
"If you lose, please drink three cups to forgive your laziness."
Seeing these words, Li Daoxuan laughed out loud.
Although his junior sister has experienced many hardships, she still has such a generous and unrestrained personality. She can be said to be a rare and extraordinary woman in the world.
At the same time, it also created a sense of self-confidence and momentum that no one else can do it but me and that my sword is undefeated. Those lines of small characters are like sword lights. Looking closely, they seem like a set of wonderful and peerless sword skills.
She obviously understood what she had done over the years, but she was still fearless and even had a strong desire to fight.
Li Daoxuan suddenly became extremely curious about the "Taishang Sword Sutra" that his junior sister had comprehended. This girl actually wanted to challenge his authority as the eldest senior brother of Longhu Mountain. Haha, you have to drink these three glasses of penalty wine.
The letter is not finished yet, there is another paragraph below.
"Brother, I saved three people in Turkic. They told me a piece of news that I think is of great importance, so I wrote to inform you..."
Looking at what his junior sister said, Li Daoxuan's expression gradually became serious.
