In the past, after the farewell, King Long freed himself from the pursuing soldiers. He was unfamiliar with feng shui and miscellaneous studies, nor did he have experience in entering grave hides. Not knowing where to go, he could only run randomly, wishing to reunite with Li Xian, Lin Aoshan, and Han Qingxiao.
Yet despite painstaking searching, he ultimately could not find their traces. Instead, he happened to encounter mbers of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance and He Wentian... At that mont, King Long thought: "I recognize the Five Mountains Sword Alliance, but they don’t recognize . If I go to et them and expose He Wentian’s misdeeds, it will be difficult to clarify. Moreover, He Wentian is crafty with words, and with my verbal skills...I might not be able to win against him."
So he fled elsewhere, intending to act according to circumstances. But carelessly, he leaked his whereabouts, surprisingly attracting disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and soldiers from Flying Dragon City to hunt him down. King Long fought several tis, narrowly escaping each ti, but suffered severe injuries.
In his panic, he fled into the land of the corpse soldiers. Pursuers knew this place was forbidden, without orders, they would be beheaded if they entered. Thus, they no longer pursued him, knowing that the Yin Qi was dense inside, threatening their lives if they stayed too long.
So they blocked the entrance, assigning soone to guard and watch. The disciples then returned to join the elders, delving deeply into the grave hide. How unexpected that the barracks were suddenly attacked by enemies, those blocking the entrance unwillingly went back to support, all being wiped out in one strike.
King Long sneaked into the corpse-storing place, imdiately feeling the cold perating his body. He tried to use celestial sounds, sword techniques, and Qi Circulation... all failed to resist. But being a man, his Yang Qi was relatively rich, and due to practicing "Spring Observation Treasure Manual" Health Care Skill, his Vitality was thriving, allowing him to sustain for several days.
He knew it was hopeless, both going out and waiting ant death, not knowing how to decide. He could only wait day by day, hoping for a turning point, but his physical condition grew weaker, gradually feeling hopeless. In his boredom, he inspected the surroundings of the corpse-storing place. He guessed that the corpse soldiers were deeply related to He Wentian, seeing the corpses erect, fierce and terrifying, anger arises involuntarily, using the sword to hack the corpse bodies.
The corpse bodies were as solid as iron, the sword could stab inside, but the corpse soldiers felt no pain or fear. King Long stabbed several tis with the sword, felt uninspired, lay down to rest. His mind was troubled, his wounds were severe... even fainted, not knowing how long had passed until he heard a commotion again.
He quietly grasped his Treasure Sword, thinking: "Could it be the pursuers are here!? Fine, rather than being trapped here, gradually dying in the underworld, I’d rather fight to the death, taking down a few villains!" There were tens of thousands of corpse soldiers, the Yin fog was dense, King Long lay still, listening carefully. Others found it hard to detect.
He heard the arrivals were "a man and a woman", their conversation was very intimate, occasionally joking, secretly cursing: "Seems it’s a pair of scoundrels, the man speaks frivolously, the woman pretends to be proper, clearly her spring heart is wavering, shaless, listening to them brings disgust, let’s see them suffer misfortune soon!"
But listening more closely, the voices sounded familiar. The woman’s voice was clear like a yellow warbler singing to the willow, extrely similar to the master’s voice. King Long couldn’t help but doubt: "Could it be the master? No...how is this possible, the master might be dead, or captured. How could appear here, moreover the master always speaks with us reservedly, rarely laughing, even if her voice sounds similar, she undoubtedly isn’t my master."
King Long listened, feeling increasingly strange, the two blad He Wentian, seemingly aware of his cris, his killing desire suddenly vanished, wanting to et them imdiately, join hands in cooperation, yet curious about their conversation, he kept hiding.
Until a sudden anomaly, hearing an angry shout. Subsequently, rows of corpses fell down. King Long finally confird the female voice coming from the master, this was "Grass and Trees Fall" from the "Closed Mountain Swordsmanship", only the master had perfected it to divine levels.
King Long rolled to the side, hurriedly shouting to beg rcy. Fixing his gaze, he saw the master and a man not only were they speaking intimately, but already naturally embracing, bodies closely adhering, the master had always taught the distinction between n and won, not to mix improperly, yet in this instance herself.... King Long waited to see the man’s face clearly, the other already shouted: "Brother King Long, why are you here?"
Zhao Chunxia said: "Little Long? So, it’s you!" She habitually embraced sidewards, not detecting anything unusual.
King Long said: "Master, Brother Li Xian, you... you both?" His expression was strange and confused. Zhao Chunxia blushed, thinking: "Ah...if Little Long was nearby, the earlier conversation, wouldn’t he have heard it. I always maintain an image of a proper stern master in front of disciples. In this manner, wouldn’t it... wouldn’t it make them overthink? Better scold him a bit, save so face." Feeling very embarrassed.
Forced to comply, she solemnly said: "Little Long, since you were here earlier, you must have recognized the master’s voice. Why did you hide and not co forth, the master taught you that a gentleman does not deceive in the dark, eavesdropping others’ conversations is not gentlemanly."
King Long explained: "Master...I initially thought you both were the pursuers, hence I hid and did not co forth." Zhao Chunxia said: "So that’s how it is, fortunately you didn’t forget my teachings. and Li Xian little friend, we are together exploring this strange place. He possesses a Pure Yang Body, can assist in warding off Yin Qi intrusion. You, co over."
King Long thought: "So it was!" Approaching Li Xian, he indeed felt warmth in his body, the anomaly alleviated. He revered Zhao Chunxia extrely, in the mont did not think too much. But he was not a foolish person, upon later reflection, naturally discerned the falsehood in Zhao Chunxia’s words.
Li Xian withdrew his hand from her waist. Zhao Chunxia quietly moved half a step, felt various emotions difficult to release, her heart unsettled, excitent hard to extinguish, but with the disciple in front, only managed to appear dignified and composed. Zhao Chunxia joyfully said: "Little Long, how did you resolve the dangerous situation, tell the master."
King Long proceeded to recount his experiences, explaining clearly what happened. How He Wentian persecuted him, how he was saved, how he entered the Nine Orifice Dragon Heart Acupoint, how he was chased, how he hid in this place...
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