Chapter 65

In fact, the existence of an illusion formation on Leigu Mountain was no secret, because long ago people had already tried to force their way in to explore it, and without exception, they all got trapped.

In the end, some managed to escape, but far more were trapped inside until they died!

From then on, the "Zhenlong Illusion Formation" became notorious far and wide.

Both Zhao Tianhao and Zhao Qiying knew about this.

However, the former did not know that Jiang Sishui was coming to find Wu Ya Zi, while the latter assumed that the "Zhenlong Illusion Formation" already existed in the original work, and that Jiang Sishui had his own method to break the formation.

So neither of them told him.

Thus, in a muddled state, he had simply walked right in.

Fortunately, he had the "Sun Shadow Golden Wheel" protecting him!

As for why Jiumozhi called out to Jiang Sishui, naturally it was not out of kindness, wanting to save his life, but for another reason entirely.

In Jiumozhi's view, anyone coming to attend the "Zhenlongqi Society" could not possibly be unaware of the "Zhenlong Illusion Formation."

Yet Jiang Sishui was heading straight toward a dead end—could he have some kind of reliance?

Although Jiang Sishui knows no martial arts, what if he was a master of formations, capable of breaking the array?

Then might he obtain the opportunity on Leigu Mountain?

Just to be safe, Jiumozhi made his move.

"The protective light shield has not been removed, the illusion formation is still affecting my mind, I can't delay, I must find Wu Ya Zi as soon as possible."

Feeling the energy of the "Sun Shadow Golden Wheel" constantly draining away, Jiang Sishui dared not delay, and stepped deeper inside.

The path twisted and wound; after about half a cup of tea's worth of time, Jiang Sishui suddenly paused his steps and looked toward the front side.

There, two people were groping their way forward.

"There are actually others who entered the illusion formation."

Jiang Sishui moved a few steps closer, using the bright moonlight to carefully observe the two.

One of them appeared to be around forty, with narrow, long eyes, a dignified appearance, a three-inch black beard, and a natural bearing of noble kingly dignity.

The other's face could not be seen clearly, because his head and face were entirely covered by a white gauze hood, dressed all in white, making it impossible to tell male from female.

And in the palms of the two, each held one end of a thin chain, as if using this method to prevent getting separated.

"This person... Zhu Wushi? Or Chen Jinnan?"

Jiang Sishui stared unblinkingly at the dignified-looking middle-aged man.

"Chen Jinnan doesn't have this kind of kingly bearing, it should be Zhu Wushi—he actually came too, and even entered the formation."

Thinking of this, Jiang Sishui looked again at the person in white.

With too little information, he could not determine the identity of the person in white, but since Zhu Wushi had come together with this person, then this person was most likely a master of formations, with extremely high attainments.

Otherwise, given Zhu Wushi's cautious character, he would never have taken such a risk lightly.

Jiang Sishui paused to look for a moment, then simply walked on.

No matter what Zhu Wushi came here to do, it was not something the current him could interfere with.

The urgent task at hand was to obtain Wu Ya Zi's full body of skill.

After walking another while like this, he arrived at a deep valley.

The valley was filled with pine trees; as the mountain wind passed, the sound of the pines was like waves.

At the same time, the protective light shield outside Jiang Sishui's body dissipated on its own.

"Out of the formation?" Jiang Sishui rejoiced.

Since he had exited the illusion formation, Wu Ya Zi should not be far either.

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly an exclamation came—

"Remarkable! Truly remarkable!"

The voice was vast and far-reaching, echoing unceasingly through the valley, mingled with the wailing mountain wind of the moonlit night, sounding like a ghost's lament.

"Young man, come over here."

The voice spoke again, but Jiang Sishui was momentarily speechless, because he could not tell at all where the sound was coming from.

Just as he was frowning in thought, he suddenly felt his shoulder being patted by something.

Jiang Sishui instinctively turned and retreated hastily, only to see that at some unknown time a short, thin, wizened old man had appeared in his original spot.

Because the old man held neither hostility toward him nor attacked, neither "Cicada Sense" nor the "Sun Shadow Golden Wheel" was triggered; with the spiritual perception of an ordinary person like Jiang Sishui, he naturally could not detect the approach of a master.

?? Seeking flowers??

After Jiang Sishui came back to his senses, he relaxed and tentatively asked: "Are you Senior Suxinghe?"

This old man was indeed Suxinghe, but he acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to play deaf and mute, then gestured for Jiang Sishui to follow him.

Jiang Sishui naturally complied.

He had originally expected Suxinghe to, like in the original work, lead him into a dark, enclosed space to meet Wu Ya Zi, but reality was not so.

The two arrived one behind the other at a place, where they saw dense bamboo shade all around, the scenery tranquil and secluded; beside a mountain stream, a pavilion had been built from giant bamboo, exquisitely crafted, the utmost in ingenious design.

The bamboo was the pavilion, the pavilion was the bamboo; at a glance, one could not tell whether it was a bamboo grove or a pavilion.

Under the pavilion, a man lay on a bamboo chair.

One saw that his long beard was three chi long, not a single hair white, his face like jade in a crown, without a single wrinkle; though clearly no longer young in age, he was still full of spirit and vigor, with an elegant and leisurely bearing.

Jiang Sishui saw his immortal-like, Daoist-boned appearance of an old immortal, and knew this man was precisely the target of his journey—Wu Ya Zi.

After Suxinghe brought Jiang Sishui, he bowed to Wu Ya Zi and withdrew on his own.

Jiang Sishui was not flustered either; he performed a junior's courtesy and respectfully said: "This junior is Jiang Sishui, greetings, Senior!"

Wu Ya Zi had been sizing up Jiang Sishui the whole time, a pair of world-weary eyes bright and spirited, carrying scrutiny and inquiry.

Jiang Sishui had something to rely on, and remained calm and composed.

After looking for a while, Wu Ya Zi said with some admiration: "You are clearly an ordinary person with no martial arts at all, yet you were able to make it here—what tremendous fortune!"

Hearing this, Jiang Sishui knew in his heart that Wu Ya Zi had seen through the fact that he carried a strange treasure on him.

It made sense — even a Grand Master of the Lianda Sect would not dare cross this illusion formation by half a step, and even a Heavenly Being might not be able to deal with it, yet now an ordinary person had cleared it.

If one were to say he had no secrets on him, who would believe it?

Just as Jiang Sishui was weighing his words, thinking how to respond, he heard Wu Ya Zi say again: "The word 'fate' is wonderfully unfathomable. At this moment, sending one blessed with deep fortune to this place — could it be the will of Heaven? Good, good, my wish can now be fulfilled."

Saying so, Wu Ya Zi examined Jiang Sishui's figure and appearance closely once more, revealing a look of satisfaction, and asked: "Young man, you also came for the opportunity at Leigu Mountain, didn't you?"

Seeing that Wu Ya Zi had not pressed him about the treasure on his body, Jiang Sishui breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and upon hearing the question he nodded and answered truthfully: "Yes."

Wu Ya Zi smiled faintly: "Good, good child, then kneel down and kowtow."

Jiang Sishui: "……"

071 Transmit skills, ascend to the heavens in one step!

Jiang Sishui was somewhat caught off guard.

He, who was familiar with the plot of the original work, naturally knew what Wu Ya Zi having him kowtow meant.

The Xiaoyao Sect Sect rules: after nine kowtows, one is considered to have formally taken a master.

So it was very obvious — Wu Ya Zi intended to take him as a disciple and transmit his cultivation to him.

This left Jiang Sishui utterly dumbfounded.

He couldn't help feeling that this old man was being a bit too rash.

Why did Wu Ya Zi want to find a successor?

Because he himself was at his end, and wanted to find a successor to take over the position of Paizhang Sect of the Xiaoyao Sect, then have the successor slay the traitor Ding Chunqiu in his place.

Outstanding talents emerged generation after generation in the jianghu, and there were no few capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility — yet why had he delayed making a choice?

That was because he needed to examine the character of his successor, fearing to take in another disciple who would betray his master and destroy his ancestors.

As things stood, Jiang Sishui, a complete stranger, had suddenly barged in, and had neither solved the "Zhenlong Chess Game," nor did Wu Ya Zi know anything about him as a person.

Yet after the two of them had exchanged only a sentence or two, he wanted to take a disciple and transmit skills.

How could this not leave Jiang Sishui utterly astonished?

However, although he found it somewhat baffling, such a golden opportunity naturally could not be missed.

So after he came back to his senses, he immediately kowtowed three times to Wu Ya Zi.

Although he bore a system and was destined to rise, he was still far from invincible at present.

And Wu Ya Zi, this "high-level account," could let him skip the "newbie period" entirely — that was a kindness to him.

Repaying kindness with gratitude was the basic principle of being human; what was the big deal about kowtowing a few times to the other party?

Moreover, once he won Wang Yuyan's heart, Wu Ya Zi would also be his maternal grandfather.

So both in sentiment and in reason, these kowtows were entirely appropriate.