Flying Sword Message

Chapter 28: Flying Sword Message

The residence of Sword Saint Xu Bayuan in Gongzhou City.

Although spring had arrived, the weather had turned colder than winter over the past few days. A servant, carrying a bamboo basket, hurried towards the street. As soon as he pushed open the door, a letter fell out.

The letter bore the name Kongchenzi.

Upon seeing it, the servant immediately put down his basket and rushed back inside.

In the courtyard, Sword Saint Xu Bayuan had been practicing his skills since early morning. He held a manual in one hand and a flying knife in the other, constantly imprinting the profound will and dao rhythm from the manual into his mind.

As his eyes opened, an imposing aura enveloped the entire courtyard. Before he even moved, the knife was already in motion.

With a single strike, the knife embedded itself into the forehead of a swaying wooden dummy, disappearing up to its hilt.

Xu Bayuan wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed, "Still a long way to go."

At this moment, the butler hurried into the courtyard with a letter. "Master! Take a look."

Xu Bayuan took the letter and immediately exclaimed with surprise, "Is this a letter from Great Immortal Kongchen?"

He quickly pressed further, "Did you see who delivered it?"

"No, I didn't. Little Sanzi just went out to buy groceries and saw this letter stuck in the door crack," the butler said, pointing towards the main entrance.

"Immortals truly appear and disappear like divine dragons. Judging from the letter, the Immortal must have arrived in Jiangzhou."

"To send a letter directly to Gongzhou from a thousand miles away, this must be a magical art to deliver the message."

The more Xu Bayuan thought about it, the more astonished he became. Such an immortal art, capable of transmitting messages across vast distances, shattered his previous perception of Immortals.

The letter was from Great Immortal Kongchen, inquiring about the Five Gods Cult in Jiangzhou. Having roamed the martial world for many years, Xu Bayuan possessed a wealth of information. He immediately penned a reply.

However, after finishing the letter, Xu Bayuan realized a problem: "Now that the reply is written, how do I send it back?"

As soon as Xu Bayuan finished speaking, a flash of light occurred, and the letter in his hand vanished without a trace.

Xu Bayuan and the butler exchanged bewildered glances, finally sighing at the unfathomable power of Immortals, which was beyond the comprehension of mere mortals like themselves.

Gushan County, outside a manor and farmland.

Lu Canghai stood before a scene of scattered corpses, gazing up at the blood-stained lanterns. The festive decorations from the New Year still remained; the banner above the doorway still bore the words "Peaceful Chang'an."

Entering the residence, he found bodies strewn everywhere – men, women, old, and young, not a single soul spared. The entire household had perished.

A pregnant woman lay dead on the threshold of the main hall, one hand outstretched towards the outside, her eyes wide open, staring in the direction of the main gate.

Lu Canghai turned to leave, his grip on his sword tightening, his sharp eyes growing as cold as frost.

On Old Well Street in Gushan County, a large mansion served as the stronghold of the Jianglong Gang. A group of so-called martial artists were engaged in revelry, drinking and laughing boisterously. Food and wine were abundant, and many were already drunk and passed out.

Suddenly, the main gate was blasted open, and several people fell to the ground, spitting blood and dying.

The members of the Jianglong Gang inside reacted instinctively and rushed out. But as they gathered and charged into the courtyard, they saw the figure at the entrance drawing his sword.

With a single sword strike, they only saw the silhouette of an Immortal descending from the heavens.

"Heaven!"

"Out!"

"Fly!"

"Immortal!"

When Lu Canghai unleashed this sword technique, although his artistic conception was far inferior, and there were no miraculous natural phenomena like the street blooming with flowers that occurred during Gao Xian's use of it, his display was even grander than Gao Xian's.

He sheathed his sword, and the people in the courtyard collapsed, their eyes filled with bewilderment.

With one sword strike, all the enemies were dead.

On the street outside, onlookers who had come to watch scattered in terror, shouting, "Murder! The Jianglong Gang is all dead!"

"The Jianglong Gang is all dead!"

In an instant, the once bustling street became deserted.

Only Lu Canghai remained.

Holding his sword, he sat before the gate of the Jianglong Gang, a sense of confusion washing over him.

"Why are there always so many wicked people in this world? Why are there so many tragic events to witness?"

"With just me alone, it's like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. How can I possibly change this world?"

At that moment, a letter suddenly descended from the sky, landing in Lu Canghai's hand.

His dejected face instantly lit up with joy.

Lu Canghai opened the letter. Inside, there was not only a letter but also a piece of jade, imprinted with a Azure Dragon Dharma Seal.

Reading the letter from Great Immortal Kongchen, he suddenly felt that he could ask the Immortal for guidance.

Less than two hours after Gao Xian sent his Flying Sword Message, it returned, having traveled hundreds or even thousands of miles. It seemed that the Flying Sword Message technique was quite effective, providing a new means of long-distance communication and item transportation.

Gao Xian also learned the news he wanted from the letter.

It turned out that this Five Gods Cult was called the Five Poisons Sect a hundred years ago and was originally a sect in the martial arts world. However, after the Great Zhou was established, the Five Poisons Sect was renamed the Five Gods Cult by the Son of Heaven because they had contributed to the Son of Heaven's struggle for the throne.

The founding Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou also enfeoffed the deities of the Five Gods Cult as True Lord Xuanzhu Huode and allowed the Five Gods Cult to preach in the Jiangzhou area.

From then on, it transformed from a martial arts sect into a force of divine belief officially recognized by the imperial court, becoming incredibly powerful in the Jiangzhou region.

After roughly understanding the information about the Five Gods Cult, Gao Xian made plans to leave.

Before departing, Gao Xian wrote another letter back to Lu Canghai.

There was only one sentence on the paper.

"Fish swim upstream."

"Sand drifts with the current."

Afterward, Gao Xian pushed open the gate.

This time, he headed directly for Jiangting Commandery.

At the entrance to Linjiang Village, several men were seen coming down the mountain path from afar, carrying a wild boar and returning with excitement.

The events of yesterday had completely changed the fate of the surrounding villages, and it made Sun Tieshan immensely grateful to the Great Immortal Kongchen. He had gone up the mountain early to hunt, hoping to find something good to treat the immortal.

Before he even reached the village entrance, Sun Tieshan saw a Daoist riding a donkey coming out of Linjiang Village from a distance.

Sun Tieshan immediately recognized him as Great Immortal Kongchenzi.

Anxious, he hurried forward to stop him.

"Great Immortal! Great Immortal Kongchenzi! Where are you going?"

"The village elder is already preparing a way to entertain the immortal. Why not stay a little longer?"

The Daoist said, "The demon has been slain, and the devil has been eliminated. Why linger?"

"Immortal, why the haste? The village has already prepared. Please stay for the banquet before you leave?"

The Daoist shook his head, "This place no longer needs this humble one, and the world still has demons and devils causing trouble."

"All beginnings and endings are determined by fate. If we are destined to meet again, we will."

"If you truly wish to thank this humble one, you need no banquet, no gold or silver. Just sincerely do more good deeds and sow good karma from now on."

With that, the donkey trotted away along the narrow path.

"Immortal, please wait! Immortal, please wait!"

Sun Tieshan chased after him, but although the donkey seemed to be walking slowly, he couldn't catch up.

In the end, he could only watch as the immortal rode his donkey away, gradually disappearing into the fields in the distance, merging with heaven and earth.

"Great Immortal~"

On the field ridge, Sun Tieshan suddenly burst into tears, filled with boundless emotion, as if he had witnessed a person of such compassion and devotion to the Dao for the first time in his life.

Just looking at his retreating figure was like being bathed in the light of the great sun, making him feel the vastness and brightness of the world, and the greatness of the human heart.

He knelt and kowtowed, remaining in that position for a long time.

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