Waiting for you online - - - Chapter 22

Chapter 22

At dawn, Xie Bi An woke up. He rolled out of bed with a deft movement and landed silently, glancing at the Fan Wu She who’s still sleeping and gently tucking him in before going out.

It was a cold morning in the mountains, and every breath he inhaled was as crisp as if he had swallowed a handful of frost and snow, burning his heart and lungs with pain. The muddled feeling was swept away and he woke up completely.

He spent the rest of the night thinking about why he had resisted the eight trigrams platform and even fainted, not to mention the unbelievable dream. Fortunately, he was a happy-go-lucky person by nature and not one to take the bull by its horns, so if he couldn’t understand it, then he will stop thinking about it, as his body was not seriously injured anyway.

In fact, he had a vague feeling that what happened this time might have something to do with his past life. As an underworld general, he knew that people could not completely erase traces of their past lives. Mengpo’s five flavoured bewitching soup was to make people forget their memories, not erase them. Memories can never be erased, and whatever things have been forgotten can be remembered again. It’s just that the vast majority of people, throughout their lives, will only occasionally have a brief flashback when they encounter a similar scenario. Only feeling a sense of déjà vu, and not understanding what that means.

It is likely that he had been to eight trigrams platform in his previous life where something significant had happened, and when he revisited the place this time, he flashed back to his memory. It’s just that he doesn’t know if that dream also had something to do with the previous life, and it’s better that it didn’t, because it obviously didn’t end well for him in the dream.

Xie Bi An decided not to bother himself or think about it anymore. He drew out his Pei Xue, meditated and concentrated on his sword training.

Fan Wu She was awake long before Xie Bi An got off the bed, but he did not get up immediately, instead, he rolled in the blanket that still has lingering body heat and fragrance of Xie Bi An, and slept for a while with his eyes closed.

When he got out of bed and walked out the door, Xie Bi An was dancing with his sword on the edge of the cliff.

The handsome young man in white was dancing with his sword under the cloudy sky, his silvery sword light falling in beautiful shadows among the green peaks and beautiful mountains. The white glow is like a snowy heron, like a shooting star, wrapped in auspicious clouds and surrounded by rays of air, as if it will be transformed into an immortal in the next moment.

Fan Wu She’s emotion was stirred. He swept past, with his Ting Mo unsheathed and clashed with Pei Xue with a sharp “dang”, the sound echoing within the walls for a long time.

The two shadows, one black and one white, the white like paper, the black like ink, the brush moving and flying like a dragon and a snake, entwined until the sea and clouds produced waves, gradually there was white in the black, and black in the white. The yin and yang, black and white, four appearances and eight trigrams.*

Black and white, yin and yang, in unity, opposition, mutualisation, ebb and flow, Wuji Taiyi, is called the Dao.

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Before victory and defeat can be determined from this sparring session, they were interrupted by Xu Mao.

Xu Mao specially came to visit Xie Bi An, and also offered an immortal pill: “Elder Master heard that Immortal Sovereign Impermanence was not well, and was very worried, so he sent me to send this True Element Jade Practising Pill. This pill can calm the mind and replenish the qi, and also has benefits on cultivation, so I hope Immortal Sovereign Impermanence will kindly accept it.”

A pill of this grade costs a lot of heavenly materials and treasures to make, and cannot be obtained even if one has money; it is something that requires a cultivator to go up to Yunding and ask for it in person.

Xie Bi An, who had studied under Zhong Kui, naturally had a lot of knowledge, and also felt that this pill was a generous gift, much more generous than their birthday gift, but as he was out and about, representing his master’s face, he could not display his ignorance, so he arched his hand and smiled, “Thank you very much, junior would be impolite to decline.”

“Anyone who comes here is our guest. If you don’t feel comfortable in Wuliang Sect, it would be a shame for us.”

After a few more words of courtesy between them, Xu Mao asked, “Aiya, Lord Lan said he wanted to come and see little white master, since you are fine now, is it…”

“Lord Lan?” Xie Pei An’s eyes lit up, “Brother Lan is here?”

“Yes, he arrived yesterday, I came over last night to deliver the message, why, didn’t Lord Fan tell you?”

Fan Wu She’s face was wooden: “I forgot.”

Xie Bi An smiled, “I was guessing before whether Brother Lan would come to send birthday congratulations on behalf of Xianyue Pavilion, and he did. Come on, I’ll take you to meet Brother Lan.”

Fan Wu She did not even want to meet this bullsh*t “Brother Lan”, but he also would not allow Xie Bi An to meet him alone.

Halfway down the road, there were suddenly a few disciples running past them in a hurry, all gathering in one direction.

Xu Mao grabbed one of the disciples and scolded him, “What’s the rush? Can’t you see the guests?”

“Senior Brother Xu.” That disciple saluted, “Senior Brother Song and Lord Lan are sparring on the eight trigrams platform. It’s a rare encounter between the Wuliang Sword and Junlan Sword.”

Xu Mao’s eyes lit up, “Little white master, let’s hurry up and take a look too.”

Xie Bi An’s heart thumped. One is Li Bu Yu’s closed-door disciple, the famous one-armed swordsman of Jianghu, and the other is holding the divine weapon quenched by Shen Nong Ding, the young pavilion master of Xianyue Pavilion, who has the beautiful reputation of “the world’s number one Lord”. This competition is destined to be exciting, of course he wanted to see it, but when he thought of the eight trigrams platform…

Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An’s wrist: “We’re not going.”

“What’s wrong?” Xu Mao said in confusion.

Xie Pei An settled down, “It’s nothing, I want to watch it too, let’s go.”

The three of them ran to eight trigrams platform. Seeing that platform, which seemed to be suspended in mid-air, a blue man and a green man were fighting with their swords, and their swords were flying so fast that they were almost trailing residual shadows around them. The moves displayed by the experts were best of the best, and the eight trigrams platform was already crowded with disciples from Wuliang Sect and guests who had come to celebrate the birthday.

Xie Bi An was instinctively reluctant to go near eight trigrams platform, and only stayed at a distance, but he could see the sword strokes clearly.

Xu Mao exclaimed, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen senior brother Song get serious. When he makes a move, it’s astonishing ah.”

Both Impermanence did not say anything. They had learned how powerful Song Chun Gui was, and the only reason they had been able to get out of this man’s hands last time was because he hadn’t pursued them fiercely, otherwise, if they had joined forces, though they might not be defeated, they would definitely have been heavily injured.

“However, Lord Lan’s Junlan Sword Technique enjoys a well-deserved reputation, otherwise Pavilion Master Lan would not have poured out the strength of his clan to forge a sword for him with Shen Nong Ding. Although his cultivation and sword technique are slightly inferior to Senior Brother Song’s, with this divine weapon in hand, he is considered an even match.”

Although Fan Wu She felt unpleasant in his heart, he had to admit that this Lan Chui Han was not the embroidered pillow* he imagined. Although this man was famous for his flirtations just like his sword skills, he did not play with things*.

Xie Bi An also could not stop saying, “Awesome, wonderful.”

Fan Wu She asked, “Which style has Song Chun Gui’s Wuliang Sword cultivated to?”

“Rumour has it that it has been cultivated to the eighth style, but no one has seen Senior Brother Song exert it yet.”

“What about Li Bu Yu?”

“Er…” Xu Mao was surprised.

It was a great disrespect to call the honoured one by his name, not to mention that Li Bu Yu was the most honoured person in the cultivational world today. Xu Mao had never heard anyone in his life dare to call him by his master’s name in such a reckless manner, so he froze for a moment.

Xie Bi An was also shocked, “Wu She, how can you be so rude!” He hastily apologised to Xu Mao, “I am really sorry. My junior brother, he studied under a casual cultivator when he was a child, so his manners were not very thorough, plus he is young and inexperienced. Hope you will not blame him.

“No worries, no worries.” Xu Mao smiled dryly and wiped the sweat off his face.

Fan Wu She disdainfully twitched his mouth. An eerie killing intent flashed in his eyes. That kid had chased after his big brother’s ass and sucked up to him back then. That two-faced, submissive villain was now the leader of the cultivational world. Really, it is a big irony.

The two men on the eighth trigrams platform stopped at a point, both afraid that if they fought any longer they would get angry and would not be able to resist fighting for real.

“Ah, they’ve finished their match.” Xie Bi An walked over and called out from the stage, “Brother Lan!”

The man on the stage turned his head at the sound. He was dressed in blue with a jade belt, embroidered with hidden clouds and orchids. His posture tall and distinguished, and his appearance was even more handsome. A pair of wavering peach blossom eyes pulsating with emotion, when he smiled, it was just like the saying – a person is like a mauve willow in spring, with a breeze through the bones and a gentle body.

With this look, it is no wonder that he is known as the world’s number one gentleman.

Lan Chui Han flew down and landed in front of Xie Bi An in a dashing manner, smiling in surprise, “Bi An!”

“Brother Lan, it’s been a long time.”

“Yes, it’s been almost three years.” Lan Chui Han looked Xie Bi An up and down, reached out to touch his head and said softly, “I remember the first time I saw you, you were only eight or nine years old, but now you look like an adult.”

Fan Wu She narrowed his eyes.

Xie Bi An laughed, “I’ve been an adult for a long time now, I even have a junior brother.” He showed Fan Wu She to Lan Chui Han like presenting a treasure, “Brother Lan, this is my junior brother, Fan Wu She. He has excellent roots.”

Lan Chui Han looked at Fan Wu She with a smile, “I’ve heard of him. Able to get accepted as a disciple by Heaven Master, he must be of heavenly pride.”

Fan Wu She looked coldly at Lan Chui Han.

Xie

Bi An eyed Fan Wu She from behind.

Fan Wu She reluctantly arched his hand, “Greetings, Lord Lan.”

“Lord Lan, that Junlan sword technique just now really took our breath away.” Xu Mao complimented.

“You have over-complimented me, compared to big brother Song, I am still…”

“Immortal Sovereign Impermanence, how are you ah.”

Not sure when Song Chun Gui had walked up to them and looked at the two indifferently.

Xie Bi An’s expression stiffened as he uncomfortably bowed, “Song Zhen Ren*.”

Xu Mao said unexpectedly, “You have met Senior Brother Song before?”

“It’s a long story.” Song Chun Gui made a gesture of “please” with his one arm.

The

yin and yang, black and white, four appearance and eight trigrams.*[黑白两仪，生四象八卦]—

this meaning actually comes from the Yin and Yang theory. You can refer to

Baidu for your information. There includes an illustration as well: tinyurl.com/323z3vrh

embroidered pillow*[绣花枕头]—outwardly attractive but worthless

play with things* [玩物丧志] — Indulge in the things you

like and lose the will to enterprise.

Zhen Ren* [真人]—It’s a title used in ancient Chinese. Often used as titles, such as Yinzi, Wenzi, Liezi, and

Zhuangzi (尹子、文子、列子、庄子). It is another name for Tianzun (天尊). Refers to the ancient Taoists and Taoism who

cultivate the Dao (becoming immortal), understand the universe and the origin

of life, and awake people. ly in a few chapters of WCJ did mention

Xiang Qu Zhen Ren. I thought it was the name of that person until I Baidu

the meaning now lol.