Chapter 24
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“What’s the matter?” Seeing Li Fenglan’s expression become a little strange, Ling Buyan put down the letter in his hand and looked at him.
On the letters of the mortal world, people used to write the more important words in a larger font size.
So Ling Buyan could see the words at a glance.
“Tianmian Palace?”
These were clearly written on the letters, and Li Fenglan had no intention of hiding them.
Seeing Ling Buyan looking at the things in his hands, he slowly opened the letters and displayed all the contents of this volume.
The writing in the mortal world was slightly different from that in the realm of cultivation. Although Li Fenglan was already seventeen years old when he left home, the writing on the letters was a bit difficult for him to understand after a thousand years had passed.
Ling Buyan seemed to see this point. As a person who can read ancient characters that have long been lost, these things were naturally not difficult for him at all.
Ling Buyan’s slightly deep male voice rang slowly in Li Fenglan’s ears.
He spoke at a gentle pace. Listening to Ling Buyan’s words, Li Fenglan’s thoughts seemed to slowly return to Xihou City three thousand years ago.
Ling Buyan said: “It was written in the letters that in the second year of Chengyuan, the eldest son of the Li family in Xihou City was seriously ill. A cultivator from Tianmian Palace came to the Li residence and cured him.”
Listening to here, Li Fenglan was completely stunned.
The three generations of Li family and the “eldest son of the Li family” written in the letter could only be himself.
“Suffering from a serious illness…” After all, more than three thousand years have passed, Li Fenglan thought for a long time, then finally remembered something.
When he was young, he seemed to have suffered from a serious illness.
At that time, Li Fenglan laid on the bed for half a year, wandering between sobriety and lethargy.
He always thought that he had overcome the illness abruptly, but he didn’t expect that there was a cultivator behind it.
Speaking of which, shortly after Li Fenglan recovered from his illness, something happened to his grandfather who was far away in the capital, and Li’s family was in turmoil overnight.
But a few days later, his parents also went to the capital, and the rest of the family were too busy, so naturally no one would mention this matter.
This volume seemed to contain a lot of content, but most of it was expressing the admiration of the Li family and the people in Xihou City for the cultivators of Tianmian Palace, and along the way, a few cultivators who were born in Xihou City .
Li Fenglan was not interested in those contents at all, he only cared about one point – when he was fourteen years old, he had a serious illness, and that illness was cured by the cultivators of Tianmian Palace?
As if responding to Li Fenglan’s doubts, Ling Buyan turned the book backwards and read a few words slowly.
“Young Master Fuyue.”
Ling Buyan closed the scroll in his hand, turned to look at Li Fenglan and said, “It turns out that the eldest son of the Li family written in the letter was Li Fuyue, and he really had a lot of fate with Tianmian Palace.”
Li Fuyue was from Xihou City, and many people in the cultivation world knew it. So seeing this, Ling Buyan didn’t feel anything special, and he seemed to be only a little surprised by the tone of his voice.
But Li Fenglan was different.
After all, before this, he really didn’t know at all that when he was fourteen years old, he had such a connection with Tianmian Palace!
“Fenglan, what are you thinking?”
With Ling Buyan’s reminder, Li Fenglan realized that he was actually standing there in a daze.
“It’s nothing…” Fortunately, through a layer of veil, Ling Buyan could not clearly see Li Fenglan’s expression, nor did he notice his panic at the moment, “I was just thinking, he is related to the people in Tianmian Palace.”
Li Fenglan took the scroll and gently placed it back on the shelf.
This wasn’t what he was looking for here.
When Li Fenglan was about to open the next volume, he heard Ling Buyan say, “It’s fate, and it’s inevitable.” “
“Inevitable?”
“Yeah.” Ling Buyan nodded.
Li Fenglan’s fingers trembled slightly.
Ling Buyan even knew this! This was too powerful, right?
Although Li Fenglan was low-key, his personality was relatively calm. But as a once-in-a-million-year genius in the cultivation world, who once stood at the top of the Three Realms, he naturally had arrogance in his heart.
This made it even more difficult for him to show it as the stronger the arrogance in his heart.
When facing Qiu Wanyou back then, Li Fenglan never restrained the arrogance in his heart.
It wasn’t until meeting Ling Buyan that Li Fuyue really felt a sense of admiration in his heart…
Ling Buyan was not a person who likes to show off. When he saw Li Fenglan was curious, he directly explained the reason.
“Back then, Li Fuyue’s spiritual roots were extremely pure, but he hadn’t cultivated for a long time and he was a mortal until the age of seventeen or eighteen.”
Li Fenglan nodded.
“His spiritual root would absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth unconsciously, and a mortal body cannot bear such spiritual energy, so there will be problems naturally. So if I guessed it correctly, Li Fuyue was not sick back then.”
“It turned out to be like this …” Li Fenglan couldn’t help but gasp, “It’s a mortal body that can’t bear that kind of aura.”
As a cultivator, he knew that what Ling Buyan said was absolutely true.
The reason why he ignored this point was because for other cultivators with relatively ordinary spiritual roots, the “side effects” brought about by talent were minimal, or even negligible.
If someone really had a problem like him, he was afraid it was one in a million.
After explaining to him, Ling Buyan had already flipped through other books.
Seeing his master’s calm expression, Li Fenglan suddenly asked, “Then do you know who that cultivator is?”
He could not help but think and instinctively ask this sentence.
After the voice fell, Li Fenglan realized belatedly——his tone and the speed of asking questions seemed to be taking advantage of his unpreparedness, drawing Ling Buyan to give an answer.
“The cultivator?” Ling Buyan put down the scroll in his hand, he frowned and thought for a while and said, “There is no record in the scroll.”
“That…” It was the expected answer, but when Ling Buyan said that he didn’t know, Li Fenglan actually felt a little disappointed.
The man standing beside him continued to flip through the book, and at the same time said casually: “And I was not in Tianmian Palace at that time.”
“En.” Li Fenglan hurriedly pretended to be obedient and nodded.
It was said in “Tianmian Daosheng” that Ling Buyan was originally a casual cultivator, and he joined Tianmian Palace later.
There were many cultivators like him in Tianmian Palace. For example, his rebel disciple Meng Linzhou also wanted his “loose cultivator friend” to join Tianmian Palace.
Li Fenglan and Ling Buyan had already found the county annals of those years, so it didn’t take long for them to find the records about the Li family being ransacked and beheaded.
——It was written in the county annals that the emperor finally allowed the Li family to be buried in Xihou City, their hometown, because Li Gong had been the former emperor’s tutor. The specific location was just under the highest mountain on the outskirts of the city.
Seeing this, Li Fenglan couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
When he left home that year, he was already seventeen years old, so he naturally had a deep nostalgia for his family and his homeland.
But a millennium was too long, long enough for him to look at the past from the perspective of a bystander.
Still, he was heartbroken to learn that his family had been buried.
“Let’s go,” Ling Buyan carefully put the slip back, “Let’s go to the outskirts of the city.” He said.
On this day, the cultivators from Tianmian Palace came outside the city again. Most of them, led by their senior sister Zhuang Zhixia, were studying the footprints left by the beast last night.
Duan Qianli took the opportunity to sleep and be lazy on a tree, while Li Fenglan and Ling Buyan came to the side of the mountain, recorded in the book.
The area of Xihou City was not large, and all the places without mountains outside the city had been reclaimed into farmland.
Now was the slack season, there was no one in the field, only the occasional smoke from the villages in the distance.
Li Fenglan and Ling Buyan came and stood by the edge of the field.
“It’s here,” Li Fenglan said softly, looking at the green farmland and mountains ahead, “Unfortunately, I can’t tell where it is.”
Even though he was prepared in his heart, he knew that three thousand years later, he would never find the grave of the Li family. But seeing this field, Li Fenglan still felt a little regretful.
At this moment, Ling Buyan patted Li Fenglan’s shoulder lightly and said, “Come here.”
It turned out that Ling Buyan had already observed the scenery below on the way here. He took Li Fenglan through the woods and stopped by a small lake, where there happened to be an open space.
Bury those old things here and it will look just right.
Li Fenglan took another look at the things in his arms, and gently placed them on the grass.
Just when he was thinking about how to dig the hole, he saw Ling Buyan standing beside him, and suddenly calling out his spirit sword.
The next moment, the blade of the long sword pierced into the soil.
Seeing this scene, Li Fenglan couldn’t help be a little shocked—although the knowledge was far beyond ordinary people, like most of the people in Tianmian Palace, Ling Buyan was also a sword cultivator.
To a sword cultivator, a sword was as important as life.
But Ling Buyan actually used it to dig soil? !
If Li Fenglan remembered correctly, this seemed to be the first time he saw Ling Buyan draw his sword…
Before, he just used the scabbard, and Cheng Huang was knocked unconscious.
“Master, you…” Li Fenglan’s eyes widened, but Ling Buyan didn’t seem to feel his shock through the layer of veil.
“Why are you still standing here?” Ling Buyan joked as if he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, “You want Master to do it alone.”
“No no no, how could I?!” Li Fenglan hurriedly started.
Anyway, Li Fenglan didn’t feel bad since the weapon in his hand was not Finished Karma.
Time passed by, seeing that it was the hottest time of the day. But Li Fenglan and Ling Buyan didn’t intend to stop, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn’t use their spiritual power.
The pit in front of him was getting deeper and deeper, and when it was about to reach the depth Li Fenglan expected, Ling Buyan suddenly said: “A sword is only a sword when it is used, otherwise it is no different from a piece of ordinary iron.”
Li Fenglan was a little surprised and looked at him, the other party looked up at him with a smile, then stood up straight and said solemnly: “No matter what happened back then, Li Fuyue was a rare person who lived up to the name of ‘cultivator’. To draw a sword for him is not a disgrace to this sword.”
Ling Buyan always had a smile on his face, making it difficult for people to understand his true emotions. At the same time, his eyes gave people a feeling that they could see through everything in the world.
The first time he saw Ling Buyan, Li Fenglan felt that Ling Buyan was not like a mortal.
But now in this sentence, Li Fenglan felt a rare emotion that belonged to Ling Buyan.
—He was serious.
“Okay, Feng Lan, don’t stand there in a silly manner,” Ling Buyan cleaned up the dirt on the sword with a cleaning spell, “The depth should be enough, let’s bury the box in.”
After Ling Buyan tirelessly reminded him, Li Fenglan remembered his business.
He picked up the box, took one last look at the contents, and buried it in the soil very solemnly.
All of this was so simple, but it was a pity that it was more than a thousand years late.
Li Fenglan stood there silently, while just like before at the main peak square of Tianmian Palace, Ling Buyan, who had defied the sect’s rules, also stood quietly with him.
After waiting for a while for Li Fenglan to sort out his emotions, he called “Master”, and the two left the suburbs.
Logically speaking, a cultivator like Ling Buyan should not be able to intervene in the training of his disciples, and the tide of ferocious beasts was an accident.
So after returning to the city, Ling Buyan simply explained to Zhuang Zhixia and the others before returning to Tianmian Palace.
——Along the way, he took away the illegal escapee, Cheng Huang who thought he hid well and would not be discovered.
Li Fenglan originally thought that nothing would happen in the following days.
But it never occurred to them that as soon as Ling Buyan left on one hand, they would cause trouble on the other hand.
In the cultivation world, not only Tianmian Palace, but other sects also have the tradition of going out for training.
At this time, the news of the ferocious beast horde outside Xihou City has spread throughout the cultivation world, so this originally deserted city had welcomed many visitors.
Among them, the inn where the cultivators of Tianmian Palace lived was the closest to the place where the beast tide broke out.
So that evening, another group of cultivators came to the inn.
“Where’s the boss? Free up the best guest room in your place!” The person said loudly as soon as he entered the door.
Unlike Li Fenglan and the others, they did not deliberately hide their cultivator identities.
Seeing this group of people in red Taoist robes, the boss said with some embarrassment: “I’m really sorry, several daoists, the best rooms in our place are already occupied.”
At this time, the people in the lobby of the inn had all turned their gazes to the group of men in red.
Even Duan Qianli, who was sitting opposite Li Fenglan, who was eating, stopped.
He smiled, patted Li Fenglan and said, “Look, a member of Mingxin Sect.”
“En,” Li Fenglan also put down the teacup in his hand, “Let’s go up first.”
In his last life, their relationship was not bad but ever since he knew that his Dao Heart had been stolen by Cheng Duan, Li Fenglan hated the entire Mingxin Sect from the bottom of his heart.
Now meeting a cultivator of the Mingxin Sect here, Li Fenglan only felt unlucky.
“Don’t.” Just when Li Fenglan was about to leave, he was suddenly dragged down by Duan Qianli again.
“Let’s watch the fun together.” The handsome young man who was sitting on the other side of the table blinked and said.
Duan Qianli’s current shell had nothing to do with his original appearance.
If he didn’t speak or make an expression, he would definitely be a serious and handsome little cultivator.
But as long as he spoke, the young man in front of him would perfectly coincide with Duan Qianli from thousands of years ago.
Li Fenglan: “What’s so interesting about this, let go!”
“No!” Duan Qianli was actually playing tricks.
Although they belonged to the same sect, the team for this training was still divided into several distinct groups.
Because of the rumors on him, most of the other cultivators were only superficially polite to Li Fenglan, but actually marginalized him.
Therefore, in the hall at this time, Li Fenglan and Duan Qianli were sitting on a small table in the corner. Other than Zhuang Zhixia, the others gathered in the center of the hall.
“Already occupied?” The Mingxin Sect member suddenly laughed, “Then let them vacate the room for me!”
“Hey,” Duan Qianli threw a peanut into his mouth, and said without hesitation after watching the excitement, “he has a big temper.”
Duan Qianli’s voice was not loud, but it happened that the hall was quiet because of the Mingxin sect member’s words.
His complaints were heard clearly in everyone’s ears in an instant.
Li Fenglan: “…”
Duan Qianli was really good at causing trouble.
Since leaving the sect, Duan Qianli had been lazy all the way, which had long caused dissatisfaction among other disciples.
But this time, after hearing his words, the people sitting in the middle of the hall actually agreed.
“Yeah, why?”
“Who are you? Why do we need to give up the room, have you seebn the mirror!”
The people of Tianmian Palace were very low-key outside, so the few red-clothed cultivators did not recognize them at a glance.
“Who are we?” The Mingxin Sect member laughed, “We are the cultivators of Mingxin Sect!”
As soon as the words came out, the people in Tianmian Palace had no time to speak, but Duan Qianli laughed unrestrainedly : “Hahahaha, you are a cultivator of Mingxin Sect? Then I am a person from Tianmian Palace!”
At this moment, everyone in the inn, whether they were cultivators or ordinary people in Xihou City, all turned their attention to Duan Qianli’s body.
Li Fenglan: …It was hopeless, let it be chaotic.
Is he really pretending to be addicted?
Smiling and laughing, Duan Qianli did not forget to pick up the chopsticks and pick up a few mouthfuls of food for himself.
Li Fenglan finally took advantage of this moment to pull his hand out of Duan Qianli’s.
“Do you know what you’re talking about?” Li Fenglan asked with a smile.
“Huh?” Duan Qianli was stunned for a moment, “Don’t you want to see them fight?”
Li Fenglan smiled: “…”
“Oh… I forgot you are also from Tianmian Palace.”
No one cared what Duan Qianli said to Li Fenglan later.
Because just after he said that he was “from Tianmian”, the two groups of people in the middle of the inn all pulled out their swords together.
——Since Cheng Duan “died” in Tianmian Palace last time, and Yuan Dan, the deputy of Mingxin Sect, blew himself up, these two sects have become hostile.
Now that they met here, they were bound to fight.
Li Fenglan saw the head cultivator of Mingxin Sect narrow his eyes dangerously: “He said just now that he was from Tianmian Palace?”
The disciples of Tianmian Palace usually do not reveal their identities when they were outside.
But now, the other party had bullied them to the top of their heads, so they will definitely not bear it anymore.
The white-clothed cultivator on the opposite side didn’t speak, and directly stabbed at the red-clothed man with his sword.
The originally quiet inn suddenly became chaotic.
“Shoot, is there really a fight?”
As the one who really caused the trouble, Duan Qianli, saw them making a move. However, instead he turned around and backed away, obviously not wanting to get involved in the grievances between the two sects.
In his view, if the cultivators killed each other, it would be best if all of them died.
But the members of Mingxin Sect will not let Duan Qianli run away so easily.
In the blink of an eye, four or five cultivators came towards Li Fenglan and Duan Qianli. There was no other way, Li Fenglan had no choice but to draw his sword and fight with them.
Generally speaking, the cultivators of Tianmian Palace were naturally more powerful, but there were twice as many people in Mingxin Sect.
So this fight was really chaotic.
Li Fenglan had appeared on the white jade lotus platform before, so the cultivators of Mingxin Sect also recognized him – they knew that although Li Fenglan was only at the foundation establishment stage, but his strength far surpassed that of his fellow practitioners.
So in the blink of an eye, Li Fenglan was surrounded by three or four golden core and nascent soul cultivators from Mingxin Sect.
As for Duan Qianli, who was still standing beside him, seeing Li Fenglan attracting firepower for him, instead of making a move, he even took a few steps back.
“He Yuyuan, are you sure you don’t want to help me?”
“No, no, I think you can handle it! Go on, I’ll help you watch the battle from a distance!”
… The Demon Clan were really ruthless.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four.
After all, Li Fenglan’s cultivation was only at the foundation establishment stage, so under the siege, someone scratched his arm with a wound.
After all, this was the mortal world, and it was still in an inn. If you make a small big move, it may destroy this place.
Just when Li Fenglan was hesitating whether to use the immortal artifact in the Qiankun bag, Zhuang Zhixia finally appeared with the sound of a sword.
“What are you doing!”
The cyan flying sword quickly shuttled through the inn, and the sword energy bounced away those Mingxin Sect cultivators.
It was unclear who recognized Zhuang Zhixia, but he called out the woman’s name: “It’s Zhuang Zhixia from Tianmian Palace! Let’s go!”
After speaking, the Mingxin sect member who was still showing off his power just now quickly left.
“Hiss…” Li Fenglan clutched the wound on his arm, and slowly sat down on the chair.
Seeing that the cultivators of Mingxin Sect wanted to run away, the other Tianmian Palace people turned around and chased them out.
Only Zhuang Zhixia looked around the hall. She walked to Li Fenglan with a frown and asked, “Junior Brother Li, are you alright?”
In Zhuang Zhixia’s heart, Li Fenglan had a relationship with Qiu Wanyou…the kind that needs special treatment.
“It’s okay,” Li Fenglan gritted his teeth, took out the powder from the Qiankun bag, and sprinkled it lightly on the wound, “It’s just a small injury…”
“It’s fine.” Seeing that Li Fenglan did only suffer a little flesh injury, Zhuang Zhixia also breathed a sigh of relief, “I’ll go out and have a look, Junior Brother recover well.”
“Okay.”
After Zhuang Zhixia left, Li Fenglan looked at his wound again.
The injury was indeed not very serious, but when he thought of the Mingxin Sect cultivator who stabbed him, and the blood that had not been wiped off his sword, Li Fenglan felt uneasy in his heart.
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should be ‘have you not looked in the mirror.. (at should also be correct?)’ thanks for the translation