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Chapter 455 - 9: Sword Madman’s Determination, Taoist Sect Passes on Martial Arts!_3

Chapter 455: Chapter 9: Sword Madman’s Determination, Taoist Sect Passes on Martial Arts!_3

Ji Yanzhong hurried forward, bowed his head, and said slowly:

"Zhenbei City?"

"Good!"

"Let’s head to Zhenbei City then!"

The Chi Xiao Sword emitted a whistling sound, as if proud and somewhat roguish.

You don’t come looking for me.

I’ll come looking for you.

This too shall not be considered a breach of contract.

Ji Yanzhong naturally bid farewell to Prime Minister Xue, and the Emperor and Empress Xue, preparing to leave. Zhou Liuying and Ye Buyi saw him off, the elder looking earnestly and said, "You both are the talents of our time, you must serve the country and its people, do not let this old man down."

Both agreed. After bidding farewell to Ji Yanzhong, Zhou Liuying discovered that Ye Buyi was in quite a bad mood. Ever since the day Li Guanyi left, this young man of martial merit had been terribly gloomy. His martial arts were superb, having fought fiercely that day, and in recent days, he had been passed on a divine skill, breaking through his realm to the Third Layer Heaven at the age of seventeen.

He was no match for the Little Sword Saint, Xu Huixiang.

But compared to Yuwen Hua, he wasn’t far off, far surpassing Geshu Yin of the Iron Futu.

Zhou Liuying took him out to distract his mind, to the Taoist temple, and said, "Buyi, don’t keep frowning like that, you look even more expressionless than before, and it’s uncomfortable to look at. Isn’t it just that he killed that traitor and left?"

"We just can’t do such things, but Guan Yi did, and wasn’t he very pleased?"

"Heh, even if it’s forbidden, when I see him, I’ll still toast and chat with him."

Ye Buyi looked at his carefree friend and said, "What if we meet him on the battlefield?"

Zhou Liuying replied, "On the battlefield, we each serve our own lord."

His carefree and composed manner was evident, "Besides, Guan Yi isn’t likely to defect to Ying Country. With General Yue’s integrity, once the Crown Prince of the Xue Family takes the throne, you and I might well have the opportunity to fight alongside our leader."

Ye Buyi said, "Speak cautiously."

Zhou Liuying was not concerned about such matters. Seeing a blind old Taoist fortuneteller over there, he impulsively dragged Ye Buyi along. The other young officers had already gone there to have their fates told, with varying results. Yan Daiqing looked at the Fate Grid he derived and slightly frowned. Seeing Ye Buyi and Zhou Liuying approaching, he put it away.

He had been beaten by Zhou Liuying with a bench beforehand, hence there was enmity, and they could not see eye to eye.

That Scholar’s Sword was given to Li Guan. Afterwards, whether it was carried away by that fellow or lost, at this moment he only carried an ordinary sword with him. Seeing Zhou Liuying come over, he sneered, "You’re here to calculate your fate? Hmph, be careful of being attacked while receiving power transmitted by Imperial Uncle Ji."

Zhou Liuying sneered back, "No need for your reminder, His Majesty of today will not alienate us brothers due to such slander."

The commander of the Night Rider Cavalry, and the master of the Chen Country’s scythe and sickle battle formation, these two were also people on the Divine General List.

They were not ranked at the forefront, stronger at commanding troops rather than personal martial prowess.

Yet they were also core great generals of Chen Country now.

Zhou Liuying and Ye Buyi went forward to have their fates calculated. The blind fortune-telling Taoist calculated for a while, his face showing joy as he congratulated them, "Both of you have good Fate Grids, are you military offspring?"

Zhou Liuying glanced at Yan Daiqing and said, "Indeed."

The blind fortune-telling Taoist said with a smile, "Then, it’s right!"

"One with a relentless character, the other nimble and sharp, both with unparalleled bravery, the makings of a General! With Sword Qi soaring to the clouds, truly tiger ministers, and they possess the style of national scholars. If they can meet the King, they can rise together, becoming the claws and guts of the ruler.

"Like two tigers roaring with the wind, and dragons, sandwiched with flight,"

"Fierce and mighty, shaking an era!"

Zhou Liuying was overjoyed, "Hahaha, how about that, we are not rebels."

"Roaring with the wind, and dragons, sandwiched with flight!"

"Great show, here’s a tip!"

He took out a handful of silver and handed it over, and the old Taoist was overjoyed. He wanted to mention that there had previously been two people who came for divinations and derived an auspicious emblem of the sun and a ’Dragon and Phoenix’. But the old Taoist knew ’disaster comes from the mouth’, and so he wisely kept his mouth shut.

Yan Daiqing pondered the phrase "together in flight," looking at his own verdict.

"To adapt and transform with balanced power, to turn defeat into success..."

"If I fail, I will actually make a contribution; this isn’t something good."

He burned the verdict to ashes.

He waited until everyone had left and then approached, saying, "I heard that in the Academy, the number one person of the Yin Yang School predicts fate most accurately, peering into the secrets of Heaven, hence he is blind. I wonder... "

The blind fortune-telling Taoist turned pale with fear, waving his hands repeatedly, "I, I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir. In my memory, I’ve always been in this Taoist temple since I was born, blindness from birth, relying on fortune-telling to eat."

Yan Daiqing’s eyes drooped slightly, and he said with a smile, "Is that so?"

The young scholar said indifferently, "But, fifteen years ago the Regent broke through a temple, and afterwards Taoists came here and established this Taoist temple; it’s only been twelve or thirteen years at most. You’re over seventy years old, how could it be possible that you’ve always been telling fortunes here? Either you’re lying, or is it that all your memories are false?"

The blind fortune-telling Taoist looking at the young scholar in front of him, said:

"In times of chaos, many demons arise."

"You were originally a strategic and divination expert cultivated by the Yan Family for the Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince is no longer here."

"Child, your path does not lie within Chen Country."

Yan Daiqing’s expression changed slightly, but then he saw the old Taoist suddenly shout loudly, leap to his feet, and run off wildly, disappearing from view.

...

Heroes of the world each have their transformations.

After leaving the town, Li Guanyi sat in the ox-cart, munching on steamed buns, while the young girl sat quietly reading. After some thought, Shaking Light gently nudged Li Guanyi and said in a calm voice, "Esteemed Taoist predecessor, I have something to discuss with you."

Li Guanyi looked up at the Taoist Sect.

The Canggu Taoist spoke indifferently, "What is it?"

"I do not know."

Shaking Light pulled Li Guanyi to his feet and then looked at the Taoist, her voice still calm,

"This is one of the four legendary predecessors from the Taoist Sect."

Li Guanyi immediately choked on the steamed bun and started coughing.

The facial expression of the person from the Taoist Sect stiffened slightly, his drinking motion halted.

Neither of them had expected the girl to flip the table, bringing the two feigning ignorance onto the table; Li Guanyi had arrived at a guess when the child’s severed arm had been reattached, while the person from the Taoist Sect was still planning on keeping it secret for a few more days.

Both of them looked at the quiet girl.

The silver-haired girl sat quietly, her exquisite face, unlike that of a mortal, devoid of any expression.

When she saw Li Guanyi looking her way, the girl blinked and tilted her head.

Locks of hair fell alongside her face, eyes innocent.

But Li Guanyi always felt the girl was doing it on purpose.

That layer of ’modesty cloth’ was torn down.

He had no choice but to stand up, give a slight bow, and say honestly,

"Junior, the disciple of Elder Zu Wenyuan, Li Guanyi, greets the esteemed Taoist Sect predecessor."

The Taoist Sect glanced at Shaking Light.

He sighed, the aura around him changed, and as he set down the wine jar, his sleeves fluttered, transforming into an indifferent and aloof Taoist. His appearance was like that of a twenty-year-old, but his demeanor was ancient. Silver hair was secured with a hairpin in a complex style, hanging down to his waist.

The Taoist Sect looked towards the girl, speaking indifferently:

"Seemingly cold on the outside, yet mischievous within."

He then looked at Li Guanyi, "...Your nature is strong and determined; Zu Wenyuan took you under his wing, allowing me to descend into the mortal realm to meet you through fate. I shall pass on a technique to you, but what Magic Skills you receive will still depend on our mutual fate."

The Taoist’s fingers spread slightly, the trees nearby suddenly burst, shattered, and transformed into a divination cylinder.

Within the cylinder were sixty-four divination lots, which flew out and landed in the Taoist’s hand.

Such feats were already beyond what should exist in the mortal world. The Taoist Sect indifferently said:

"My ’Imperial Pole Worldly Scripture’ comprises sixty-four volumes, corresponding to the Innate Sixty-four Trigrams."

"Whichever you draw, that will be your lot."

Li Guanyi asked, "Is the Elder in the sixtieth trigram?"

The Taoist Sect replied indifferently, "Yes, what Zu Wenyuan acquired aligns with the sixtieth trigram of the Innate Sixty-four Trigrams."

"It is the Jie Gua."

Li Guanyi said softly, "Jie?"

The Taoist Sect said, "Heaven and earth have their seasons which renew, nations have their order which stabilizes, people have their moderation which defines their lives."

"That one word, he upheld for his entire life. Now it’s your turn to draw a lot..."

Li Guanyi reached out to draw one, casually saying, "Is this fortune-telling?" The Taoist Sect replied indifferently, "Fate is unpredictable; where can it be accurately foretold? It merely determines which path aligns closest to your current state."

Li Guanyi acknowledged with an "Oh," drew a lot, and handed it to the Taoist Sect.

The Silver-haired Taoist looked down, silent for a long while.

Reading the text on it—

The initial trigram—[Qian]

Qian is Heaven!

Li Guanyi...

The Taoist Sect frowned slightly, uncommonly made a new lot, and had the young man draw again to interpret the divination. Li Guanyi took another and handed it to the Taoist Sect, who looked at it, fell silent, and then gazed at Li Guanyi’s innocent and harmless face for a long time without speaking—

"Qian Trigram·Nine."

"See a group of dragons without a leader, auspicious!"