Chapter Seventy-Four: The Cocoon of Words

gonbone face had eyes like they were painted with gold dust. He lifted his head and looked into the sea of blood flowers that were scattered about...and Jiang Wang who was charging towards him with hi...Looking at Master Ku-di's departing figure, Huang Sheli mused to himself: "This old monk doesn't know the true Buddha. It's fine that he's indifferent to me, but why is he so distant towards you, Daoist Jiang"

"The head of the Guan Shi Yuan has always been like that," Jiang Wang said. "Maybe it's just his personality, or maybe it's because he doesn't get along with Senior Ku Jue—I've seen them argue several times, and they really got nasty."

"Doesn't this Hanging Temple know any manners" Huang Sheli asked in puzzlement. "Since you came to find Ku Jue Zhenren, even if he wasn't here, they should at least send someone related to Ku Jue to receive you."

Jiang Wang pondered for a moment: "Xuan Kong Temple doesn't seem to have anyone who has a good relationship with Senior Ku Jue... He argues with everyone."

Perhaps hardship is inevitable, after all, he holds the reins of the Imperial Court. He oversees inspections, discipline, and even foreign affairs.

Huang Sheli didn't know what to say. After a while, he said again: "Ku Di Monk just said that you came last year, the year before last, and now you're here again — Ku Jue is very important to you, isn't it You miss him so much"

"Well, not exactly." Jiang Wang smiled. "It's just that I haven't seen him in a long time, so I wanted to check on him. If you don't write back one day, I'll have to go and see what's going on, right"

Huang Sheli let out a sarcastic "Tsk." "Are you saying I'm important, or are you saying I'm unimportant"

Jiang Wangdao: "You're still a pretty important friend to me!"

Huang Sheli grinned, "It's your honor." Jiang Wang laughed, "Of course! It's my honor!"

As they spoke, the venerable Master Di, with a solemn expression, turned back. In his hand were three envelopes, which he handed over solemnly: "I found these three letters in the Abbot's room. Please read them and return them to me afterwards; I must put them back."

Jiang Wang took the envelope, pulled out the letter, and saw the four words: "You are not supposed to read this."

The handwriting was very messy, just like the weary smile of a yellow-faced old monk.

Look down, and again said, "There are many good places to visit in the heavens! When will Buddha return" Another day, he said, "Is Master Fangzhang still alive If you're sick, don't force yourself. Don't keep anything from me. Please don't let that scoundrel Lao Gui take advantage of Buddha being away and claim your suffering as his own."

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"Finally, he wrote: 'Has Jing Shen come to ask me'

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Jiang Wang looked and looked, a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Three letters were sent, roughly one every year. The content wasn't praising anyone but rather cursing this and that person. However, they always ended with the same two sentences: "How is Jingli doing"

Has Jing Shen come to ask me

It seems that the yellow-faced old monk was forcibly sent to wander among the heavens by Xuankong Temple....

Jiang Wang concealed his letter and asked, "Elder Kujue, why are you wandering about It seems like you're not enjoying it."

Ku Di stretched out his hand to take back the letter and said coldly, "This concerns hidden secrets of the mountain gate and is not convenient to disclose."

Then Jiang Wang asked, "When will he be back"

Kūdī said: "Matters involve"

Huang Sheli loudly continued his words: "The mountain gate is hidden, it is not convenient to disclose!"

Ku Di glanced at her, then turned and walked away, with an air of "I cannot stand with those who believe in falsehoods."

"First seat!" Jiang Wang hurriedly called out, "I haven't finished asking about the Jingli Little Arhat yet! With his talent, it's impossible that he hasn't attained enlightenment. Why is he still not out of seclusion"

"The truth has indeed been proven, but the fruit of his cultivation is not so simple. He won't be able to leave the Pure Land in a short time." Kitigarbha said without turning back, "Pure Land of Buddhism, please spare me some trouble, benefactor."

Jiang Wang chased after him with, "If your temple has a way to reply to Elder Ku Yue, tell him I came!"

And then I added, "Oh, and by the way, I was unanimously elected to Tai Xu Pavilion first! Don't forget to tell him!"

The old monk knocks on the stone from afar, and the mountain temple shuts its doors.

Jiang Wang didn't mind. He wouldn't hold it against Xuankong Temple - unless Master Kujue ever asked him to help stuff a sack for some reason. So, esteemed Mr. Jiang, you should have a good chat with the head abbot of Guan Shi Yuan about this oversight.

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"You seem happy" Huang Sheli asked.

"Huh" Jiang Wang walked in the air, his clothes fluttering.

Huang Sheli said, "You're smiling now more sincerely than when you received a sack of money. It seems Ku Jue Zhen Ren is someone very important to you."

Jiang Wang laughed heartily, leaping into the air like a rainbow: "Don't overthink it, come on, let's go drink!"

Huang Sheli immediately chased after him: "Wow! You really took Dou Zhao's money! What are you going to do with his money Why not mine"

The long sky hangs with a shadow, laughter fades away.

The main thing about old Master Ku Jue is that he just won't accept getting old. He's always grumpy and complaining, finding fault with everything and everyone. It's been hard to get in touch with him lately, and Jiang Wang is really worried something might happen!

Over the past few years, he has visited Xuankong Temple many times, but each time was turned away by Kudi with a simple, "Still on pilgrimage."

Today, thanks to Tai Xu Ge member's new identity, I finally managed to get some respect from the cold Guanshiyin courtyard head. Now that I know that Ku Jue old monk was "voluntarily" roaming due to some reason, the stone in my heart has finally dropped.

To be honest, with that yellow-faced old monk's cloying and nagging demeanor, always fussing about his hair... it's really best we don't meet often. Wandering around is great!

Back in Xingyueyuan, Jiang [character's name] entertained Huang Sheli with genuine good wine and good dishes.

Of course, no matter what kind of table you have at the Baiyujing Restaurant, it can't compare to Huangge Yuan's lifestyle.

But luckily, beauty is pleasing to the eye.

Bai Yu Xia was a top-notch handsome man, even Yu Chan, with her delicate features, and Zhu Wei, despite his marred face, couldn't hide his charm. With the beloved Fairy Jiang sitting beside him, Huang Ge Yuan drank happily, beaming throughout the meal. He expressed his desire to buy them out on the spot, and both Bai Yu Jing and its people agreed to be acquired. Unfortunately, they only sold the restaurant, not the people. This deal naturally fell through.

After sending off the yellow relic, Jiang Wang wrote a letter in his study.

He was writing to Xu Xiangqian, aiming for the Snow Country—Xu Xiangqian had once traveled with Zha Wu'yan, finally stopping at the Snow Country. At Tianshi Xueling, Zha Wu'yan confirmed his path, wielding the grandiose momentum of a hundred schools and achieving divine presence.

Among Jiang Wang's friends, besides Huang Sheli, only Xu Xiangqian and Zhaowu Yan might know about the situation in Xueguo.

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The Snow Country has always been shrouded in mystery, never revealing its secrets to the world. He certainly wouldn't venture there so carelessly, nor would he naively believe that his status as a member of the Tai Xu Pavilion would allow him to easily break through the ice of the Snow Country.

If it were really that easy, they wouldn't need the Tai Xu Pavilion to handle it. Back in Xiyuan's era, Xue Guo should have opened its doors long ago.

"As the saying goes, 'If one wants to do a good job, one must first sharpen their tools.' Before heading to the snowy country, Jiang Wang did his best to learn as much about it as possible."

He invited Huang Sheli back for a drink, asking fellow disciple Zhu and shop manager Bai along with Yu Chan to keep him company. There was meaning behind this invitation as well. Jing Guo held sway over one side, having laid out plans in the northwest for many years, so he must certainly have a very deep understanding of Xue Guo.

Alas, Huang Sheli truly embodies the archetype of a heartless prodigal. He constantly boasts about boundless beauty, with a smile in his eyes and warmth in his gaze. At the banquet, he praises the beauty of this sister and the handsomeness of that brother, saying how their smiles are like flowers, declaring he's willing to give up anything, yet claiming he remembers nothing when questioned. As soon as the feast ends, he immediately says he has important business to attend to, turns his head, and leaves without a moment's hesitation.

What a hate that Mr. Jiang harbored! What is Baiyu Jing

There are countless heroes throughout the land, yet all bow their heads here. Looking at the world, only one - or should I say two - have ever managed to gain an advantage in this Jade City.

The first one is Xu Xiangqian, who traveled all over the world and mainly operated on credit.

But the problem is, Xu Xiangqian really had no money, even if he cut his flesh into thin slices, he couldn't squeeze out any oil. Huang Sheli was rich and oily, and could still wipe away some more.

All in all, Huang Sheli is still a better choice.

She pinched Lian Yuchuan's small face, held Bai Yu's flaw in her hand, and drank Jiang Wangjing's wine... Regarding the important information of Xue Guo related to Jing Guo, she didn't give any.

It wasn't until he sat down at his desk to write that Jiang Wang suddenly remembered that Xu Xiangqian had visited Baiyujing for a drink the previous year.

Their next meeting was at Zhao Rucheng and Helan Yunyun's grand wedding on the grassland.

Cultivators, through years of practice, become less sensitive to the passage of time. Besides, with everyone's cultivation reaching this level, ascending to the divine realm has a lifespan of at least five hundred years, and it's common for them to not communicate for three to five years.

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Now that I am young, I still have many lingering thoughts. When I reach a hundred or a thousand years old and have grown accustomed to the ways of the world, I will no longer feel anything about it.

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He had sent messages to both Xu Xiangqian and Zhao Wuyan in the Illusory Realm, but received no reply. That's why he wrote letters to Qingya Academy and Longmen Academy as a last resort.

After all, not everyone keeps track of the Illusory Realm all day long. Like Left Guangshu, a frequent visitor to the Illusory Realm, since the Divine Arrival, he often goes out with Qu Shunhua for relaxation and rarely visits the Sword Discussion Platform anymore.

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Xu Xiangqian and Zhao Wuyan's feelings deepened, it seems they have their own lives.

Of course, since we're writing letters, it's natural to also write a few more to greet relatives in Linzi, elders in Chu State, and even that little troublemaker from beyond the heavens.

"Master, you were clearly at Xingyueyuan. How come your inscription is from 'Yu Taixu Pavilion'" Chu Yao asked in puzzlement.

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"Oh, it just came out smoothly." Master Jiang waved his hand. "Too lazy to revise it again, it's fine, just send it like this."

Chu Yao was still about to ask, but Lian Yuchan grabbed his ear and pulled him away.

Jiang Wang was reading, engrossed in books about the northwest of modern times. He read about the fleeting glimpse of the snow country in "Pastoral Records," and the few snowflakes left by the frost fairy from history...

Three amber beads hung from the roof, illuminating the room like bright lanterns.

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First, it is resplendent and magnificent, evolving with vitality.

On the one hand, sword energy surges wildly, with sword light flashing thousands of times. On the other hand, light and shadow shift constantly, and sound waves ripple turbulently.

For countless days and nights, he spent his time in this way—reading and practicing cultivation. Reading was also a form of cultivation.

Two days later, both academies had sent their replies.

On the side of Qingya Academy, they did not know Xu Xiangqian's whereabouts. They felt a sense of "children grow up and can't be controlled by their mothers," and wrote in their letter, "Qingya wild students, their whereabouts are unpredictable. If you want to find him, it's better to go to Longmen Academy..."

But the reply from Longmen Academy was written by Zi Shu.

Jiang Wang watched as Chu Yao practiced, a smile on her face that gradually turned serious.

"What's wrong" Zhuge Wei, who was sitting not far away and scrutinizing his opponent like a hawk eyeing its prey, immediately inquired.

"The senior sister from Longmen Academy's photography department has had an accident," Jiang Wang said. "I'm going to take a look, you guys watch over the house."

With a thought, the vast emptiness had already been activated. After a flash of light and shadow, I heard the roar of a long river—I had arrived outside the Longmen Academy.

Before that majestic and imposing archway, two disciples of the academy emerged, swords in hand: "Halt!

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Jiang Wang deliberately released his aura to alert them, wanting to save time and get straight to the point: "My name is Jiang Wang. Please send Miss Shu from your courtyard to meet me."

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The name of a person, the shadow of a tree. As soon as the two characters "Jiang Wang" were uttered, the disciples of Longmen Academy guarding the mountain didn't utter a word and hurriedly retreated to deliver a message.

"Brother Jiang!" Before long, Zi Shu flew out, tears in her eyes, on the verge of sobbing.

“It’s been a long time, Zishu. Where are you now What about Xiangqian The letter didn’t say much, could you bring me to see” Jiang Wang stepped forward, his voice gentle.

He seemed to have a natural ability to soothe, and when you looked into his placid eyes, you always felt...

There is always hope.

Zi Shu felt as if her fear had vanished in an instant. She turned around and led the way: "Senior Brother Xu is with Senior Sister, watching the grandeur of Longmen Academy. They flew all the way and arrived at a secluded courtyard—Jiang Wang finally saw Xu Xiangqian, who was lost and distraught."

At this moment, Xu Xiangqian leaned against the pillar, sitting on the stone steps in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, but his eyes were empty. In the past, he always styled his hair to be glossy and smooth, but now it was tousled and haphazardly piled together. The shiny forehead that used to gleam had become etched with a few visible lines of worry.

Though the divine presence endures, alas, my heart is heavy.

Seeing that he was still alive, Jiang ignored him and instead let Zi Shu lead the way into the inner room.

This should have been an ordinary girl's room, but all the furniture had been removed. Only dense array patterns filled the four walls. These array patterns must be the work of a master. Even with Jiang Wang's current knowledge, he couldn't understand many of them.

And right in the center of the room stood a cocoon of ever-shifting light and shadow, towering about ten feet high.

It looked like a cocoon, but it wasn't made of silk. Instead, it was formed by countless fine lines of text woven together.

Jiang Wang merely glanced briefly, and he had already grasped many sections of the text. Even one passage was precisely the *Five Penal Laws Treatise*, a book he had read before.

In this cocoon of words, he felt the breath of life without a face.

"Can you tell me what's going on" he asked Zishu after looking at it carefully for a while.

Zishushu, red-eyed, said: "Her elder sister took the path of 'blending a hundred schools and opening her own source,' but as she carries mountains on her shoulders, her heart holds the vastness of the universe." A voice responded.

As the voice echoed through the room, a handsome and refined middle-aged man stepped forward. Dressed in a long robe, his voice was incredibly magnetic: "In simple terms, her ambition far exceeds her capabilities. A thousand threads interwoven into one, she's beyond her ability to unravel, thus forming this cocoon."

Jiang Wangli said, "I have met Master Yaoshan."

Of course, this person must be Yao Fu, the mountain master of Longmen Academy.

He raised his hand to stop Jiang Wang's greeting, a trace of melancholy lingering in his eyes: "My disciple has lofty aspirations and suffers the consequences... I trouble you with your concern."

With Jiang Wang's current cultivation level, he didn't need Yao Fu to say much. He looked at the text cocoon and his expression turned serious: "Are these paths she can't control" Zhao Wu Yan was the eldest disciple of Longmen Academy, a scholarly and devout individual. In terms of talent and academic ability, he was among the best in the Confucian school.

When Jiang Wang was still in the Inner Palace realm, she could already descend at any time, but she struggled with too many choices and couldn't decide which path was best, so she stopped advancing.

I traveled all over the world, just to find the path that best suited me. I went as far east as Moonlit Island, as far north as the Wilderness Border, as far south as Meteor Immortal Forest, and as far west as Snow Country.

In the snowy land, he consoled Xie Ai. After a period of hardship in Tiān Bēi Xue Lǐng, he finally became a divine being. Afterward, at the Dragon Palace feast during the Three Nines and Two Threes of Taoism's ascension, he shone brightly.

Jiang Wang had initially thought that what awaited her was a smooth path to success. Ever since she opened the source of the flowing stream, her cultivation without a face had indeed been progressing by leaps and bounds, showing the bearing of a master. Unexpectedly, upon this meeting, she found herself trapped like a silkworm in its cocoon!

But what worried him more was that on this cocoon of words, he had already seen the divine light of brocade...

Yao Fu sighed: "When she left Longmen to study all over the world, I advised her to focus on one path. But she was ambitious and unwilling to be mediocre. It's easy to learn from a hundred schools of thought, but difficult to put them into practice. Even the sages were not able to achieve it, how could she I tried to devise a way to hang onto her life, to gather her soul, but the rest of the journey could only depend on her. Except before her death, she truly integrates all she has learned and emerges from her cocoon...she has no other choice."

Yao Fu was a true master of his time, ranking among the top five contributors to the history of Longmen Academy. He was the creator of "Dian Shi Jian," the "Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Canon."

He said he had no choice, that without a face, there was truly no other path to choose.

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