Chapter 11

"What strange thing?" Xue Qing and Situ Ping asked at the same time.

Yanming Jushi continued, "When the four of us took the food and wine to the top of the mountain, it was early in the morning and the sun had just risen. When we walked to the only large pine tree at the top of the mountain, we found that someone had already occupied that place."

"It was an old beggar with white hair and a beard. His face was ruddy and he had the appearance of a transcendent being. He was lying on a stone slab under the tree. When the rising sun shone on his body, he looked like an immortal." Yanming Jushi narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"But his clothes were ragged and he looked like a beggar. We thought that he was an elder of the Beggar Sect, but he didn't carry a cloth bag.

When the old beggar saw us walk over, he asked, 'Do you know martial arts?'

We all nodded and said yes. Then he asked, 'Do you have wine and meat?'

We nodded and said yes.

He then said, 'Bring the wine and meat over.'

At that time, I was the one who was holding the wine and meat. I listened to him and gave him the wine and meat. When the old beggar saw the wine and meat, his eyes lit up. It was no less than the sunlight shining on his body. "

"After the old beggar took our wine and meat, he didn't stand on ceremony and wolfed them down. Strangely enough, the four of us just watched him eat and drink until he finished all the wine and meat. Then he wiped his mouth and said, 'Good wine and good meat, I didn't waste this life.'"

Then he said to me, 'You're not bad.' Then he said to the other three, 'You're not bad either.'

"Then, the old beggar took out a piece of leather from his bosom and tore it into four pieces with his bare hands. He casually tossed one piece to each of us.

I took my piece and was about to open it when the old beggar took out a small book from his bosom and tossed it to me.

After doing this, he lay back down on the stone and closed his eyes, ignoring us.

The few of us were completely baffled. We opened the leather in our hands and carefully examined them. They are the ones you are holding now. However, we still couldn't figure it out.

Thus, I opened the booklet again. The more I read, the more shocked and excited I became. When everyone saw my surprised expression, they knew that they had encountered something good. After I finished reading, your masters also read it. Only then did we know that we had picked up a treasure. "

"According to the booklet, this piece of leather is a treasure map left behind by a swordsman named Qu Da three hundred years ago. The place where the treasure was hidden is the jujube forest in front of us. Qu Da obtained this treasure map and found the sword manual and medicine here. After that, he lived here in seclusion and practiced his swordsmanship for more than ten years before becoming a Jianghu swordsman.

After Qu Da achieved great success in his martial arts, he did not take the sword manual and medicine with him. He left them here, waiting for a fated person in the future.

The booklet also explained how to use the leather and the time to enter the treasure trove.

To tell the truth, at that time, the four of us were immediately excited and wanted to find this place to take the treasure. However, after looking at the time, we realized that we only had the opportunity to enter on the fifteenth day of the first month of each year. Only then did we calm down. "

Yanming Jushi looked at the gradually darkening sky and continued, "To tell the truth, when we saw this huge meat pie fall on our heads, we felt dizzy at first. When we woke up, we felt that it was too inconceivable. However, the old beggar was still lying on the stone. We were full of questions and waited for him to wake up.

However, we soon discovered that the old beggar was not asleep. He was not breathing at all.

The four of us checked and found that he had indeed passed away.

Therefore, after we buried him, we discussed the matter of taking the treasure. However, because it was still early before the fifteenth day of the first month, we first returned to our respective sects to confirm the authenticity of this treasure. Moreover, we also planned the details of taking the treasure. We also agreed on the time and place of our next meeting. "

"When we met again, we each took out the information we had collected. It turned out that three hundred years ago, there was a one-armed swordsman in Jianghu. His name was very ordinary, called Qu Da. His martial arts were very high and he was an upright person. At that time, there were often rumors about him eliminating evil and bringing peace to the people. However, no one knew his origin. Everyone tried their best to find out about his sect and origin, but it was to no avail.

This Qu Da never sparred with others because according to him, his sword moves were all killing moves. Once he made a move, there would be blood. He could not be used for sparring. Moreover, he was not famous. Although his martial arts were very high, no one could compare him to the top few in Jianghu. However, according to Taoist Master Qing Mao, who was the first in martial arts at that time, he saw Qu Da's swordsmanship and felt that he could not compare to Qu Da's indomitable sword intent. After hearing this, the entire Jianghu was in an uproar and no one dared to provoke Qu Da. "

"However, there were also people who wanted to be famous who pestered Qu Da and requested to spar with him. Qu Da avoided all of them. Until one day, Qu Da encountered the second most powerful swordsman in Jianghu who was massacring a village. In a fit of righteous indignation, he killed the swordsman with his sword. From then on, his ears were quiet and no one came to court death.

Yunzhou, where Qu Da lived, was called Ping Yang City three hundred years ago. There was no one in Jianghu who dared to run amok there. "

"Actually, what we coveted the most was not his martial arts. As for the sword manual, only the people from Wan Jianfeng would covet it." Yanming Jushi said to Ma Xiangyang with a smile.

"We found out that this Qu Da actually lived to be 675 years old."

"Ah ~" The six young people who were listening to the story all cried out in surprise.

The people of Jianghu could not be compared to ordinary people. They lived their lives on the edge of the blade. It was inevitable that they would have internal and external injuries. When they were young, it was not a big problem. However, in their later years, they would show their prowess. Unless they practiced profound internal strength, very few people lived to be 35 years old.

Therefore, it was a miracle that this Qu Da could live to be 675 years old.

At this time, the eyes of the few young people lit up. They were all wondering if they could find life-prolonging medicine in the forest. In fact, most of them had the same attitude towards secret manuals. They could not even finish practicing their own martial arts, so how could they have the time to practice something from another sect?

Besides, even if it was a top-notch martial art, didn't it still require time and sweat?

Everyone present was not young and their meridians had already formed. If they were to practice it again, it would be half the result with twice the effort. Who would be stupid enough to do such a thing?

They might as well get some personal benefits. If they could live for ten more years, that would be ten more years of enjoyment. They could also practice martial arts for ten more years. Wouldn't that be better than any top-notch martial art?

Of course, if there were any top-notch sword manuals, they could bring them back to their own sect. It could be considered as contributing to the development of the sect. When the time came, it would be recorded in the sect's ancient records and their names would go down in history.

As they thought about it, it was as if they could see each other's saliva.

Yanming Jushi saw the expressions of the young people and smiled. He continued, "Therefore, the four of us continued to discuss the matter of treasure hunting and obtaining.

We also assigned different people to search for similar terrains according to our respective powers.

The heavens do not disappoint those who work hard. As early as two months ago, we finally found this Stone Man Peak.

Finally, according to our previous discussion, in order to not attract the attention of other sects, the few of them will stay in their own sects and only send out their outstanding second generation disciples. Even the Head Disciple and other disciples who might attract the attention of others will not be sent out. Instead, I, the Manor Lord who has yet to establish a sect, will lead the people from each sect to obtain the treasure. "

"Of course, you are all reliable members of the sect. You are all the confidants of the Head Disciple. Before coming, we all discussed that if you have any fortuitous encounters in the treasure trove, it will all belong to you."

Immediately, everyone's expressions brightened. They finally understood why their Master had sent them and not anyone else.

Yanming Jushi continued, "Now, let's talk about the most important thing. The method of distribution of the treasure." When everyone heard this, their expressions froze as they listened attentively.

"If the treasure can be divided equally, then it will be divided equally. If there is a difference, then we will divide it equally. As for the rest, how do you think we should divide it?"

Everyone stared blankly, feeling astonished. This Yanming Jushi was quite humorous. Even at this point, he still wanted to test the younger generation. What a wonderful person. No wonder the Masters allowed him to come alone and lead a group of juniors.

Wen Wenhai rubbed his nose and said, "Sir, the people of Jianghu have their own rules. Let's use our fists and feet to decide." The rest of the people also agreed.

Yanming Jushi mysteriously said, "Your Masters also said the same thing. At first, they said it would be a sword competition, but other than Wan Jianfeng, the others disagreed. Then they said it would be a fist competition, but other than the Misty School, the others also disagreed. Then they said it would be a fist competition, and other than the Misty School, the others also disagreed. Then they said it would be a fist competition, and other than that, the others also disagreed. So they said it would be three rounds, with two wins out of three rounds. But how can you and I have such a good grasp of the martial arts competition? They were also worried about the safety of their disciples.

Can you guess what method it was? "

Everyone looked at each other, staring at each other, unable to guess. Yanming Jushi fell to the side and encouraged. Finally, Xue Qing's face was red as he stammered, "Se … Senior, could it be rock, paper, scissors?" After saying this, his face was so red that it was about to drip blood.

Yanming Jushi said in surprise, "Heroine Xue's mind is so sharp, you actually guessed it correctly." Everyone was in an uproar, but only Wen Wenhai had a strange expression on his face.

Everyone looked at the thin-faced, pedantic senior in front of them with "reverence" and couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. They all muttered in their hearts, "Why is there such a big difference between people? Our master always has a straight face. How can he have such a demeanor?"

Just as everyone was silently criticizing their master, they saw Scholar Yanming look at the rosy clouds on the horizon. He slapped his forehead and said, "Quick, go to the edge of the forest. Don't miss the time."

After saying this, he ran to the edge of the forest.

At this time, the sun from the east just happened to peek out from the other side of the mountain. A shadow flashed from the forest, passing between two trees at the edge of the forest and quickly retreating towards Stoneman Peak.