lcionline Chapter 56 Poison Gu
Chapter 56 Poison Gu
This beautiful woman was as slender as a willow branch, with a graceful and delicate figure, her figure heavy with the weight of a ripe fruit, and her temperament gentle and refined. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin was as white as snow, a slightly sickly white rather than the radiant white of an ordinary woman.
The beautiful woman's brows furrowed slightly, and the two flower ornaments between her brows converged into a single point.
The person drawn by the music was not the one she had been longing to meet.
But what she hoped for was just a fleeting encounter from her childhood, and whether the other person even remembered her was another matter entirely.
Ouyang Xue let out a soft sigh of relief, seemingly at ease, and once again focused her mind on the strings of the zither.
However, the melancholy in the music only added to the overall feeling.
'Although this young lady's music attracted people, it seems that the young master is not the one she is waiting for.'
Nie Xiaoqian's voice carried an undisguised smile, as if she were gloating.
Sheng Wansong didn't take it to heart and found a stone bench in the courtyard to sit down.
If you don't want outsiders to hear your music, you should find a secluded place to play.
Since you've played in a public place, you should be prepared to be listened to.
Although the woman playing the music had a gentle and graceful style, Sheng Wansong had recently been studying fabrics and could tell that this blue dress was worth a fortune. It was no surprise that she was Ouyang Xue, the young lady of Mingjian Villa.
During the sword-tasting competition, Sheng Wansong was puzzled as to why the famous beauty of Jiangnan had not made an appearance.
Only after meeting her in person did I realize that Ouyang Xue was suffering from a serious illness.
Or rather, poisoning.
Sheng Wansong channeled the internal energy of the "Sacred Heart Technique" into his eyes.
Although the X-ray vision was not visible, one could still see the blue internal energy flowing within Ouyang Xue's figure.
In the center of its abdomen is a jet-black dot that is constantly releasing toxins, which entangle the meridians and organs like spider webs and tendrils.
This black dot moves rhythmically, and with each movement it releases toxins that seep into the eight extraordinary meridians.
The rhythmic beat is like a heartbeat.
Sheng Wansong seemed to be deep in thought.
It's less like poison and more like a curse.
During this time, Yuwen Lie also found his way to this place.
But under the pavilion, one person was playing music while another listened.
He touched his nose, thought for a moment, and then turned and left.
"The incantation taught by Senior Hong can perfectly supplement the incomplete chapters of my cultivation technique. If all goes well, I can greatly increase my power after diligently working on it tonight, and I might be able to defeat Liang Chen and Brother Sheng tomorrow."
"Brother Sheng and that girl seem to be getting along well, so I'd better not disturb them and go back to practice."
As soon as Ouyang Xue looked up, she saw Yuwen Lie's departing figure.
He opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately couldn't say anything.
Their initiative is still lacking.
When one's mind is in turmoil, the music on the piano also becomes erratic.
Ouyang Xue raised her hand and pressed down on the strings, and the music stopped.
"This area is not open to the public."
The young lady of Mingjian Manor looked up at Sheng Wansong, who was still sitting to the side, and said in a calm but somewhat distant tone, "If you have heard enough, please go back to your room and rest to prepare for tomorrow's competition."
"How can one say they enjoyed themselves if they didn't get to hear the whole performance of 'Maple Bridge and Clouds'?"
Discovering that the person before her actually knew the name of the piece, Ouyang Xue was surprised and couldn't help but look at him with higher regard. "Maple Bridge and Clouds" is only a fragment. If you are fortunate enough to obtain the complete piece, Xue'er will naturally be willing to play it for you.
"Now, please, young master, take this step."
Sheng Wansong gave her a deep look, but didn't insist on staying, and turned to leave.
"If I have the opportunity to find the sheet music, I would naturally be willing to share it with you, young lady."
Although Sheng Wansong could see that the other party was suffering from a serious illness, he also had a way to cure it.
However, Sheng Wansong had no grudge against this person, and there was no need for him to be overly friendly with someone who was cold towards him, as it would only arouse suspicion and distrust.
The Mingjian Manor is a large and powerful family, and they naturally wouldn't easily believe that Sheng Wansong, a wandering swordsman, could cure an illness they couldn't.
Instead of trying to explain and demonstrate, it's better to wait for the other party to realize their mistake and come to you for help later.
We'll see their sincerity and our own feelings then.
Sheng Wansong turned and left the Jingxin Pavilion.
It was already dusk, and only a few people remained on the sword-testing platform in front of the Tai'a Pavilion.
Liang Chen is one of them.
The swordsman sat cross-legged in the center, closing his eyes and circulating his internal energy.
Sheng Wansong walked closer to examine him and noticed that the swordsman had a few more strands of white hair around his eyebrows.
The world's combat strength limit isn't high, but it has many ingenious methods.
The Life-Burning Secret Technique used by Liang Chen is one of them.
Sheng Wansong scanned the other person up and down, and with the special ability of the Sacred Heart Technique to balance lifespan, he was able to sense changes in the other person's lifespan.
He was supposed to lose about three years of his lifespan, but now he still has thirty-three years left.
For a single, decisive victory that is not a life-or-death duel, he was willing to shorten his lifespan by three years.
Although people often say that it's better to save face than to fight for a steamed bun, no one here has ever humiliated him.
This unusual martial artist mentality was difficult for Katsu Mansong, who was born in the 21st century, to understand.
Perhaps because she had been watching for too long, Liang Chen noticed the gaze and opened her eyes. "What is it?"
"It's nothing."
Upon hearing this, Liang Chen closed his eyes again. "I look forward to your performance tomorrow."
He also harbored resentment over earlier comments that Sheng Wansong could defeat him.
"The Sword Appreciation Tournament will conclude tomorrow."
After leaving those words, Sheng Wansong returned to his room.
Along the way, disciples from various sects were scattered in different places.
Some meditate and cultivate, striving to improve their skills in the final moments.
Some were deep in thought, seemingly considering strategies for tomorrow.
All they saw along the way were disciples. After the elders finished their lunch, they returned to Tai'a Pavilion for a "meeting".
Sheng Wansong could hear that they were discussing the situation at Xun Valley Pass.
There are also many powerful sects outside the region, among which the most powerful now are the Heavenly Dragon Gang, the Divine Fire Sect, and the Evil Valley.
Xungu Pass is strategically located, dividing the Liang and Yuan kingdoms, and is the first pass through the Central Plains.
The Divine Fire Cult received news that the Heavenly Dragon Gang had bribed the garrison at Xun Valley Pass and was about to launch an attack in conjunction with the Abyss Army.
If successful, the Heavenly Dragon Gang will completely overwhelm the Divine Fire Sect.
Therefore, they came to help the Central Plains deliver messages.
It is worth mentioning that Ouyang Heng provided resting places for the people of the Divine Fire Sect, which seems to indicate that he approves of the arrival of these people from other regions.
The Divine Fire Cult brought a large number of people, and there were people on duty and on guard outside the side rooms.
Sheng Wansong wasn't interested in chatting with them. When he returned to his room, Lin Xian'er and An Lan were sitting on his bed, one on each side, practicing their internal energy cultivation.
It seems the competition this morning had a great impact on them.
An Lan is one thing, but he hasn't been practicing martial arts for very long.
As the only surviving member of the Lin Family Fortress, which is second only to the six major sects, Xian'er yearns for the martial arts world but suddenly realizes that she is far inferior to her peers, which will inspire her to catch up.
Should we give her a cultivation technique?
After a moment's thought, Sheng Wansong dismissed the idea for the time being.
Of the three who have already received the martial arts training, An Lan is to take care of him personally, while the second and third sisters are to stay in Peach Blossom Village to protect their mother. That is why they were taught martial arts that surpass those of the present day.
Lin Xian'er and Sheng Wansong had no reason to do this.