Chapter 47 On the Golden Summit, the Strongest Swordsmanship in the World
But at this time, after hearing what Chu Qiuya said, Xu Taiping lowered his head and began to think deeply.
"Friend Ping An?"
Chu Qiuya, who was holding the jade ladle, urged Xu Taiping with some confusion in his eyes.
Only then did Xu Taiping look up.
However, he did not take the jade gourd in Chu Qiuya's hand. Instead, he cupped his hand towards Chu Qiuya and said with an apologetic expression:
"Mr. Chu, I don't want this water anymore."
Chu Qiuya has been guarding the mountain for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone refuse to drink from the spiritual spring after climbing to the top.
So with a confused look on his face, he retracted his outstretched hand and asked in confusion:
"Why?"
Xu Taiping answered truthfully:
"To be honest with Mr. Chu, I have also learned a swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was passed down by a person who is very important to me. I don't want it to be erased by the emperor's sword intention."
As soon as this statement came out, Mr. Chu was even more puzzled, so he asked again:
"Could it be that the swordsmanship you have cultivated is the original swordsmanship taught by the Spiritual Bone Monument?"
Xu Taiping shook his head and said:
"it's not true."
Xu Taiping explained:
"This swordsmanship was created by the senior of the junior generation and was not inherited from the spiritual bone monument."
When Chu Qiuya heard this, he immediately frowned and said:
"Friend Ping'an, I'm not looking down on your senior, I'm just discussing the matter."
Chu Qiuya continued:
"In my opinion, a sword technique without any inheritance is impossible to match the sword power of Emperor Zhenwu."
"What's more, even if you drink this gourd of water, you may not be able to understand the sword intention from the spiritual spring."
With that said, he handed the jade ladle to Xu Taiping again, and then persuaded Xu Taiping with a very solemn look:
"So fellow Taoist Ping'an, you'd better listen to the old man's advice and drink this ladle of spiritual spring."
"Otherwise, if you miss today, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Even if Chu Qiuya said this, Xu Taiping still refused without hesitation:
"Thank you Mr. Chu for your kindness."
Xu Taiping put down his hands and continued with firm eyes:
"But for the juniors, the swordsmanship taught by the senior is the best swordsmanship in the world."
After saying that, he bowed respectfully to Chu Qiuya again.
No matter what, Chu Qiuya's intentions were indeed good.
However, Xu Taiping really didn't want to see Uncle Jiu's Hidden Sword Art erased by Emperor Zhenwu's sword intent.
Even if it was just possible to be erased, as Mr. Chu said, he wouldn't want to.
Immediately, Xu Taiping stood up and prepared to turn around and leave.
The main purpose of his trip was to use his identity as Chu Ping'an, a casual cultivator, to win a spot in the True Martial Swordsman Association so that he could observe Su Chan's movements in the dark.
Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to cling to this spiritual spring.
However, just when Xu Taiping turned around, Chu Qiuya behind him suddenly stopped him again——
"Friend Ping An, stay here."
Then, I saw Chu Qiuya scooping up a ladle of spiritual spring with the jade ladle, and quickly walked over to Xu Taiping with the spiritual spring.
Front line:
"Fellow Taoist Ping'an, you would rather give up drinking this spiritual spring than erase the swordsmanship taught to you by that senior."
"This sincere heart really puts me to shame."
As he said that, Chu Qiuya handed the ladle of spiritual spring to Xu Taiping with a sincere face, and then continued:
"Fellow Taoist Ping An, you can pour this spiritual spring on your body, and let the power of the stars, sun and moon in this spiritual spring nourish your physical body without the risk of erasing your swordsmanship."
"Although it is not as beneficial as drinking directly from the spiritual spring, for fellow practitioners of martial arts, it may not be worse than drinking this spiritual spring directly."
Xu Taiping took the jade ladle and said with some confusion:
"I dare to ask Mr. Chu, has anyone done this before?"
Chu Qiuya smiled heartily after hearing this, then shook his head and said:
"If it were anyone else, I would definitely not allow them to do this, but today we can make an exception for fellow Taoist Ping'an."
Xu Taiping, who has an extremely keen sense of soul, could feel that Chu Qiuya's words were not false, and immediately smiled and said:
"Then you're welcome, junior."
As he spoke, he poured water from the spiritual spring in the jade ladle.
Just like what Chu Qiuya said.
When this spiritual spring was poured on Xu Tianping's skin, it was immediately absorbed by his physical body and transformed into a very special spiritual power, which in turn nourished his physical body.
The most intuitive thing is that the remaining wounds on his body healed almost instantly without leaving a trace of scars after the spiritual spring was poured on them.
Moreover, Xu Taiping could feel that this power would not dissipate immediately, but would last for a long time.
After feeling the benefits brought by this spiritual spring, Xu Taiping once again solemnly thanked Chu Qiuya.
"Um?"
But the moment Xu Taiping raised his head and looked at Chu Qiuya, he suddenly felt that the power formed by the spiritual spring in his body was rapidly gathering towards his left eye.
Immediately afterwards, his lotus pupils, which had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly woke up, and the golden lotus flower in the center of the pupils suddenly bloomed.
At the same time, a picture appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
In the picture, an old man was nailed to a plaque in a main hall with a sword.
Xu Taiping took a closer look at the appearance of the old man nailed on the plaque, and suddenly his heart sank.
Because the old man who was nailed to death with a sword on the plaque was surprisingly none other than Chu Qiuya, the guardian of the Nine Prefectures in front of him.
Almost at the same time, Liantong's voice sounded in Xu Taiping's mind for the first time in a long time -
"Little guy, luckily I have this spiritual spring to wake me up, otherwise I don't know how long I would have slept."
"This scene just now is my thank you gift to this old man."
"But whether to save or not, it depends on you."
…
Six days later.
In an inn in Liuxian Town.
"Taiping, Taiping, Zhenwu Jiankui Association, your side's list of Wenjian sword cultivators has come out!"
Zhao Linglong opened the door and walked in quickly with a look of joy on her face.
I just saw that room.
Xu Taiping, Fairy Lingyue, Little Monkey Ping'an and Bai Yu were sitting around the table making a stove.
The room was filled with steam. But at this time, Xu Taiping, after hearing Chu Qiuya's words, lowered his head and began to think deeply.
"Friend Ping An?"
Chu Qiuya, who was holding the jade ladle, urged Xu Taiping with some confusion in his eyes.
Only then did Xu Taiping look up.
However, he did not take the jade gourd in Chu Qiuya's hand. Instead, he cupped his hand towards Chu Qiuya and said with an apologetic expression:
"Mr. Chu, I don't want this water anymore."
Chu Qiuya has been guarding the mountain for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone refuse to drink from the spiritual spring after climbing to the top.
So with a confused look on his face, he retracted his outstretched hand and asked in confusion:
"Why?"
Xu Taiping answered truthfully:
"To be honest with Mr. Chu, I have also learned a swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was passed down by a person who is very important to me. I don't want it to be erased by the emperor's sword intention."
As soon as this statement came out, Mr. Chu was even more puzzled, so he asked again:
"Could it be that the swordsmanship you have cultivated is the original swordsmanship taught by the Spiritual Bone Monument?"
Xu Taiping shook his head and said:
"it's not true."
Xu Taiping explained:
"This swordsmanship was created by the senior of the junior generation and was not inherited from the spiritual bone monument."
When Chu Qiuya heard this, he immediately frowned and said:
"Friend Ping'an, I'm not looking down on your senior, I'm just discussing the matter."
Chu Qiuya continued:
"In my opinion, a sword technique without any inheritance is impossible to match the sword power of Emperor Zhenwu."
"What's more, even if you drink this gourd of water, you may not be able to understand the sword intention from the spiritual spring."
With that said, he handed the jade ladle to Xu Taiping again, and then persuaded Xu Taiping with a very solemn look:
"So fellow Taoist Ping'an, you'd better listen to the old man's advice and drink this ladle of spiritual spring."
"Otherwise, if you miss today, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Even if Chu Qiuya said this, Xu Taiping still refused without hesitation:
"Thank you Mr. Chu for your kindness."
Xu Taiping put down his hands and continued with firm eyes:
"But for the juniors, the swordsmanship taught by the senior is the best swordsmanship in the world."
After saying that, he bowed respectfully to Chu Qiuya again.
No matter what, Chu Qiuya's intentions were indeed good.
However, Xu Taiping really didn't want to see Uncle Jiu's Hidden Sword Art erased by Emperor Zhenwu's sword intent.
Even if it was just possible to be erased, as Mr. Chu said, he wouldn't want to.
Immediately, Xu Taiping stood up and prepared to turn around and leave.
The main purpose of his trip was to use his identity as Chu Ping'an, a casual cultivator, to win a spot in the True Martial Swordsman Association so that he could observe Su Chan's movements in the dark.
Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to cling to this spiritual spring.
However, just when Xu Taiping turned around, Chu Qiuya behind him suddenly stopped him again——
"Friend Ping An, stay here."
Then, I saw Chu Qiuya scooping up a ladle of spiritual spring with the jade ladle, and quickly walked over to Xu Taiping with the spiritual spring.
Front line:
"Fellow Taoist Ping'an, you would rather give up drinking this spiritual spring than erase the swordsmanship taught to you by that senior."
"This sincere heart really puts me to shame."
As he said that, Chu Qiuya handed the ladle of spiritual spring to Xu Taiping with a sincere face, and then continued:
"Fellow Taoist Ping An, you can pour this spiritual spring on your body, and let the power of the stars, sun and moon in this spiritual spring nourish your physical body without the risk of erasing your swordsmanship."
"Although it is not as beneficial as drinking directly from the spiritual spring, for fellow practitioners of martial arts, it may not be worse than drinking this spiritual spring directly."
Xu Taiping took the jade ladle and said with some confusion:
"I dare to ask Mr. Chu, has anyone done this before?"
Chu Qiuya smiled heartily after hearing this, then shook his head and said:
"If it were anyone else, I would definitely not allow them to do this, but today we can make an exception for fellow Taoist Ping'an."
Xu Taiping, who has an extremely keen sense of soul, could feel that Chu Qiuya's words were not false, and immediately smiled and said:
"Then you're welcome, junior."
As he spoke, he poured water from the spiritual spring in the jade ladle.
Just like what Chu Qiuya said.
When this spiritual spring was poured on Xu Tianping's skin, it was immediately absorbed by his physical body and transformed into a very special spiritual power, which in turn nourished his physical body.
The most intuitive thing is that the remaining wounds on his body healed almost instantly without leaving a trace of scars after the spiritual spring was poured on them.
Moreover, Xu Taiping could feel that this power would not dissipate immediately, but would last for a long time.
After feeling the benefits brought by this spiritual spring, Xu Taiping once again solemnly thanked Chu Qiuya.
"Um?"
But the moment Xu Taiping raised his head and looked at Chu Qiuya, he suddenly felt that the power formed by the spiritual spring in his body was rapidly gathering towards his left eye.
Immediately afterwards, his lotus pupils, which had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly woke up, and the golden lotus flower in the center of the pupils suddenly bloomed.
At the same time, a picture appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
In the picture, an old man was nailed to a plaque in a main hall with a sword.
Xu Taiping took a closer look at the appearance of the old man nailed on the plaque, and suddenly his heart sank.
Because the old man who was nailed to death with a sword on the plaque was surprisingly none other than Chu Qiuya, the guardian of the Nine Prefectures in front of him.
Almost at the same time, Liantong's voice sounded in Xu Taiping's mind for the first time in a long time -
"Little guy, luckily I have this spiritual spring to wake me up, otherwise I don't know how long I would have slept."
"This scene just now is my thank you gift to this old man."
"But whether to save or not, it depends on you."
…
Six days later.
In an inn in Liuxian Town.
"Taiping, Taiping, Zhenwu Jiankui Association, your side's list of Wenjian sword cultivators has come out!"
Zhao Linglong opened the door and walked in quickly with a look of joy on her face.
I just saw that room.
Xu Taiping, Fairy Lingyue, Little Monkey Ping'an and Bai Yu were sitting around the table making a stove.