Volume 1: The Return of the Ancestor Chapter 10: Golden Sword Gate, Heaven-Hating Hammer
As soon as Huang Sansheng entered, another guest came to the corridor. He was a yellow-faced swordsman with bulky clothes and a bag on his back.
The swordsman was wearing ordinary tight clothes and did not look like a hero or a disciple of a famous family, so the waiter led him to an empty table not far from Huang Sansheng.
Huang Sansheng glanced over here and didn't care.
In a prosperous place like Wucheng, there are too many martial artists.
For example, near him, in addition to the yellow-faced swordsman, there is also a middle-aged swordsman with a stern face. Further away, there are three fierce-looking men with weapons at their hands. They are obviously also martial artists.
After ordering two affordable meat dishes and a pot of rice wine, Huang Sansheng said to the waiter who was about to leave: "I want to ask you for some news."
The waiter perked up when he heard this, and said, "You've found the right person. I, Wang Xiaosan, am a well-known gossiper in Wangjiang Tower. Whether it's about the court or the underworld, there's nothing I, Wang Xiaosan, don't know."
Wang Xiaosan obviously exaggerated his ability, but Huang Sansheng didn't care. Anyway, if the other party couldn't answer his questions, he wouldn't give him any reward.
After taking a big bite of food and drinking a sip of rice wine, Huang Sanxing asked, "Have you heard of Wuji Dao?"
As soon as Huang Sansheng said this, the yellow-faced swordsman, the middle-aged swordsman, and even the three ferocious men a little further away couldn't help but look at him sideways.
However, their movements were not obvious, so Huang Sansheng and Wang Xiaosan did not notice them.
Wang Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sir, are you talking about the Wuji Dao from thirty years ago?"
"Not bad." Huang Sansheng nodded and continued eating.
Wang Xiaosan continued, “There are many things going on in the underworld, and people may not know what happened a few years ago, let alone what happened thirty years ago.
Therefore, most people may not understand the Wuji Dao. I only occasionally heard guests at a table mention it. "
Having said that, Wang Xiaosan stopped talking with a smile.
Huang Sansheng smiled, took out a dozen copper coins and put them on the table, saying, "Tell me how much you know, but don't lie to me, or you'll lose the reward money later."
"Okay." Wang Xiaosan grabbed the copper coin, then looked around smartly and said in a low voice: "I heard that Wuji Dao was a first-class sect in the past, and all the people in Wucheng had to act according to their wishes.
But later it suffered heavy losses in the barbarian invasion thirty years ago, and within two years it seemed to be attacked by a sect called the Golden Sword Sect, and then it disappeared.
Later, the Golden Sword Sect was destroyed by the Tianle Palace, and the Tianle Palace moved to Kunwu Mountain, and within the next 20 to 30 years, it developed into a first-class martial arts sect. "
Wang Xiaosan thought he had lowered his voice low enough, but he didn't know that his words were heard clearly by the people with internal skills at the three tables next to him.
The yellow-faced swordsman and the three big men only showed some surprise and curiosity, while the middle-aged swordsman unconsciously clenched the wine glass and almost broke it.
Huang Sanxing was unaware of the changes in the expressions of the people around him. He took out dozens of copper coins, but did not put them on the table. Instead, he asked, "Do you know where Wuji Dao is now?"
Although Wang Xiaosan coveted the handful of copper coins, he did not dare to cheat people recklessly - although the scholar looked ordinary, who knew who was behind him?
So he laughed and said, "Who knows? Anyway, I have worked in Wangshui Tower for seven or eight years, and I have never heard of the deeds of Wuji Dao disciples in the martial arts world. I guess it is probably gone ."
Huang Sanxing felt disappointed, but after thinking for a while, he counted out ten copper coins and gave them to the waiter, saying, "Help me find out about Wuji Dao. If you can find out where Wuji Dao is now, I will give you a reward of no less than ten times what you paid today."
"Okay, I, Wang Xiaosan, will take care of this." Wang Xiaosan smiled and took the ten copper coins.
Then, Huang Sansheng ate two bowls of rice with the meat and vegetables, packed up a plate of untouched meat and vegetables, and then leisurely left Wangshui Tower.
After Huang Sansheng left, the middle-aged swordsman paid the bill and left.
The yellow-faced swordsman was the third to leave.
The older of the three men at the remaining table laughed and said, "It's actually related to Tianle Palace. If we tell the disciples of Tianle Palace about this, we should be able to establish a relationship, right?"
The other big man shook his head, "The disciples of Tianle Palace are all arrogant. The three of us are just small-time people in the martial arts world. I'm afraid they won't even look at us. How can we make friends with them?"
The youngest man said, "The people in Tianle Palace are not honest in their actions. I heard that they robbed the iron mine of the Chixi Wang family some time ago. Even if we work as dogs for them, we may not get any benefits."
"Well." The leading man sighed, then picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come on, drink."
…
As Huang Sansheng turned into the alley, a strong wind suddenly blew behind him, and then a long, cold knife was placed on his neck.
"Tell me, who asked you to inquire about the news of Wuji Dao?" asked the man with a hoarse voice.
Huang Sansheng trembled with fear.
Although he had thought that this might be dangerous, he did not expect the danger to come so quickly.
He knew that life was more valuable than money, so he immediately confessed: "Someone asked me to go and find out this morning. The person was wearing a burqa, so I couldn't see her face clearly, but I knew she was a woman."
The man was silent for a moment, then asked, "Since I asked you to get information, didn't I tell you how to contact me?"
Huang Sansheng swallowed his saliva and said, "She said she would come to find me at my stall, but she didn't say when... I was writing letters for her in front of the Wenchang Temple on West Street."
The man was silent for a moment, then said, "We will open the stall as usual tomorrow."
"Yes, yes." Huang Sansheng nodded repeatedly.
Feeling the knife was taken away from his neck, Huang Sansheng looked back carefully, but found no one behind him, so he quickly ran home.
When Huang Sansheng turned into another alley, a middle-aged swordsman with a stern face flashed out from the corner of the house and followed him into the alley.
After a while, the swordsman turned back, glanced at the street in confusion, and then joined the crowd.
At this time, a yellow-faced swordsman walked out of a shop selling oil-paper umbrellas, looked in the direction the swordsman left, and looked thoughtful.
After the swordsman disappeared in the crowd, the yellow-faced middle-aged man walked around a few streets in the city, crossed several alleys, and entered a small courtyard of a private house.
In the courtyard, a two-meter-tall, bronze-skinned, short-haired man was practicing a martial art that specifically used elbows.
This martial art is swift and tricky, with fierce force and looks compact yet graceful.
Seeing the yellow-faced swordsman coming in, the short-haired man immediately stopped his training and shouted, "Master is back?"
"Yeah." The yellow-faced swordsman responded, but it was a woman's voice.
When he fetched a basin of water from the well and washed away the sallowness on his face and his thick eyebrows, it turned out to be Wu Yue.
After washing her face, Wu Yue came to the main room and said to Su Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed: "Master, I heard some important news..."
Then, she repeated what Wang Xiaosan had said, and mentioned the middle-aged swordsman who was following Huang Sansheng.
"Barbarian invasion? Golden Sword Sect? It seems that the decline of Wuji Dao was quite tortuous." Su Yan sighed after listening to it.
He conveyed these words to Wu Yue.
Wu Yue thought for a moment and said, "That swordsman seems to know something about our sect. Should I meet him?"
"No rush." Su Yan said in a slow tone, "First observe him secretly for a while, and when you reach the fifth level of the acquired realm and master the first level of the Jade Condensation Technique, you can contact him based on the situation.
Besides, how many of the secret signs I asked you to leave near restaurants and teahouses in the city have you done?"
Wu Yue said: "Today, we only left secret marks near Wangshui Tower and two other teahouses. The disciples will continue to do it in the afternoon."
"Do it tomorrow morning. From now on, you should stay in the courtyard to practice in the afternoon and strive to break through as soon as possible."
"Yes." Wu Yue cupped her hands, "Then has the disciple gone down?"
"Go ahead."
After Wu Yue left, Su Yan fell into deep thought again - he couldn't practice now, and apart from talking to people through telepathy, the only thing he could do was think.
In his heart, he actually wanted to return to Wuji Dao as soon as possible, but he was more worried about something going wrong in the process.
In that case, even if he didn't die, his body would fall into the hands of others, and it would take him an unknown amount of time to find another trustworthy disciple like Wu Yue.
Although the achievement points he has accumulated now are not much, they are enough.
As long as we stay alive for a while and train Wu Yue, things will be easier.
In addition, the secret codes of Wuji Dao that he asked Wu Yue to leave behind would also take time to be discovered.
He believed that since Wuji Dao still existed and had the strength of a two-star, or third-rate, sect as rated by the system, it would not remain indifferent to the fact that Kunwu Mountain was occupied by Tianle Palace.
If one wants to inquire about the news about Tianle Palace, Wucheng is the most suitable place.
…
Su Yan, Wu Yue and Tie Xiong stayed in Wu City for a month.
That morning, Wu Yue, as usual, followed Su Yan's instructions. She dyed her face yellow with ginger juice, drew thick eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and then glued on two false mustaches. Then, she put on a robe that could conceal her body shape and left the courtyard.
Before leaving, she reminded him, "Tie Xiong, take good care of Master."
"Understood, Master."
Tiexiong responded, picked up two octagonal hammers as big as human heads in the yard and started practicing.
He had already mastered the "Thirteen Elbows of the Strange World" and all he needed was actual combat training. Now he was practicing a hammer martial art that Su Yan taught him in his dream, the "Heaven-Hate Hammer".
This hammer technique has a total of nineteen moves, and the coordination and variation between each move is more numerous. It is much more difficult to practice than "Qi Men Thirteen Elbows". Tie Xiong has been practicing for half a month and has only just gotten started.
However, Tiexiong liked this hammer technique very much, so he practiced it very hard.
After Wu Yue left the courtyard, he went to visit various restaurants, teahouses, inns and other places in Wucheng where there were many people from the martial arts world.
During this time, she would pass by Wenchang Temple, take a look at Huang Sanxing who was setting up a stall there, and the young swordsman who was secretly watching somewhere nearby, and then leave like a passerby.
Before she decided to contact the young swordsman, she would not have any contact with Huang Sansheng again.
After spending nearly an hour walking around most of the streets in Wucheng, Wu Yue arrived at a teahouse called Nianhua Pavilion in the south city.
Her eyes casually swept across an inconspicuous wall near the teahouse, and suddenly her gaze fixed on it.
