Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

If there was anything in Hanshui Temple that Jiang Xinxin could covet, it would only be the medical books and some medicines in the temple.

Master Wangyou was really good to Wuxin. When Jiang Xinxin refused the relic, he took the medical books and medicines in the temple as a thank you gift, so Jiang Xinxin's daily life became regular.

As for Wuxin, he was somewhat resistant to Jiang Xinxin from the beginning, and what was even more resistant to him was the fact that this series of events implied that Master Wangyou might not live long.

Jiang Xinxin spent the whole day either collecting herbs or learning how to make medicine from a special monk. Her attitude towards Wuxin was just normal, which made Wuxin feel even more uncomfortable. So every time Jiang Xinxin went to the back mountain to collect herbs, he would follow her.

However, after getting to know him, Jiang Xinxin discovered that this little monk Wuxin was actually a chatterbox under his handsome appearance!

"Miss Jiang, your outfit today is also very unique. For example, the jade pendant on your waist is not a common style among us."

Jiang Xinxin was speechless. Her clothes and accessories were all included in the supply package. What she wore today was a string of three peace lockets, one large and two small.

"Oh, I can recognize the big jade pendant with dragon pattern in the middle. The royal family of the previous Beili dynasty used this dragon pattern to distinguish themselves. But, I have never seen these two types of jade pendants with bird patterns." As he said this, Wuxin took two steps closer to Jiang Xinxin.

Jiang Xinxin was speechless. These three peace lockets were all made with hollow carving techniques. The largest one in the middle was engraved with three nine-clawed dragons connected head to tail, the top one was engraved with three phoenixes connected head to tail, and the bottom one was engraved with a golden sun bird pattern.

But Jiang Xinxin felt a little confused. It would be fine if there were no three-legged birds in this world, but why wasn’t there even a phoenix?

Jiang Xinxin had no intention of being a teacher, but the phoenix and the golden crow were no secret, so she said casually, "The one on top is the phoenix, and the one on the bottom is the golden crow. They are both legendary divine birds, symbolizing good luck and good fortune, just like the peace locket."

Little did he know that Wu Xin was also feeling bitter. For more than half a month, he had been trying to get information from Jiang Xinxin, but unfortunately, he didn't know whether this girl was stupid or just naive. All his attempts had yielded no results. So far, he only knew that she had just come down the mountain to gain experience and had been living in the deep mountains and forests before.

It stands to reason that a person's clothing can at least reveal something, but Jiang Xinxin's clothing is not in any style of Beili, Nanjue or outside the territory. However, it was not until today that he finally heard some clues from her.

Thinking of this, Wu Xin came closer, looking curious: "Miss Jiang, can you tell me about the phoenix and the golden crow?"

There was nothing to hide, so Jiang Xinxin walked around Wuxin and continued up the mountain, saying, "The phoenix has five colors and five virtues: benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness. It is the king of all feathers. And this Golden Crow, according to legend, is a three-legged bird born on the sun. It is also the incarnation of the sun. It lives in the Fusang tree in Tanggu, and its body is often accompanied by the true fire of the sun."

Wu Xin asked again: "Miss Jiang was very concise when she talked about the phoenix, as if she was reading from a script, but she talked a lot more about the golden crow. The little monk is really curious, does Miss Jiang like the phoenix more or the golden crow more?"

Wuxin's perspective on the problem was quite unique. Jiang Xinxin only sighed, and then Wuxin answered himself: "I guess you like the phoenix more. I see that Miss Jiang has many hairpins in the shape of phoenixes, but this golden crow is the first time it has appeared."

Jiang Xinxin was even more speechless. She didn't bother to pay attention to Wuxin and continued to walk up the mountain. Changsheng couldn't help but interrupt and said, "This world is actually not bad. Although Fenghuang doesn't have the name of Phoenix, the family emblem of the Xiao family of the Beili royal family is actually the Phoenix. This Wuxin is still testing your identity."

Jiang Xinxin was a little speechless, but when she thought of Wuxin's identity and the criticism he had suffered over the years, she felt that Wuxin was actually quite good. After all, he had not become a sociopath yet.

"Little monk, there is no need to test my origins. Anyway, I have never experienced what happened twelve years ago, and I have never even heard of it before. So as long as you don't grow up to be a murderer, I can't control what others think or do."

People who think a lot are afraid of such straightforwardness. Wuxin was speechless for a long time. Jiang Xinxin didn't take it seriously either, thinking that they would keep their distance from each other from now on. Unexpectedly, the closer the twelve-year term was to its end, the more martial artists came to Hanshui Temple. Although Master Wangyou was a master of Zen, he had shown signs of exhaustion because of Wuxin before. Moreover, Dajue of Jiulongmen had been thinking about revenge for the death of his master at the hands of Ye Dingzhi all these years. He even looked at Wuxin as if he were a demon, wishing to kill Wuxin and sacrifice him to the gods.

Master Wangyou had no idea how many times he had tried to stop him over the years, but he felt that he didn't have much time left and was afraid that he would no longer be able to stop the martial artists, represented by Dajue, who had a blood feud with Ye Dingzhi.

Master Wangyou made two preparations. One was Jiang Xinxin, and the other was Xueyue City. For this reason, he explained to Jiang Xinxin with great difficulty: "It's not that I don't trust you, but Wuxin wants to go back to Tianwaitian openly. It would be best if there is a statement from the court. Xueyue City has a close relationship with the court and has a clean style. They will definitely not make things difficult for Wuxin, which can save you a lot of worry."

Jiang Xinxin didn't even know how to get to Tianwaitian, so of course she wouldn't refuse Master Wangyou's request for more people to help. However, seeing that Master Wangyou was showing signs of mental collapse, she became even more worried about him.

However, Jiang Xinxin did not have the chance to say a few words of advice. The next day, when Master Wangyou was answering questions for his followers, he suddenly became possessed and almost hurt the followers who came to burn incense and worship Buddha. Jiang Xinxin saw with her own eyes that black smoke was coming out of Master Wangyou's body, and his body turned to ashes, leaving only a small particle emitting a faint golden light.

The people from Jiulongmen arrived very quickly. They wanted to use the excuse that Wuxin had practiced the thirty-six secret techniques of Hanshui Temple's Arhat Hall. They said that now that Wuxin had lost the control of Master Wangyou, he might easily go astray. They wanted to take Wuxin to Jiulongmen to resolve the evil thoughts in his heart.

Wuxin lost his beloved master, and was now surrounded and forced by the people from the Nine Dragon Sect. He just kept his eyes shut and didn't say anything. Jiang Xinxin had to stand up and say, "Since you think Wuxin will come back with some thirty-six secret techniques in the future to resolve that damn inner demon, then I believe it today. If you want to hurt Wuxin's life, I won't agree."

"Who is the girl?" The seemingly violent leader of the Nine Dragons Sect, Dajue, was a little unhappy, but he also knew that Jiang Xinxin was a distinguished guest of Master Wangyou, and he also heard that Master Wangyou had entrusted her to escort Wuxin all the way back to the Demon Sect, but he had no opinion on Jiang Xinxin herself, so he just asked casually.

Jiang Xinxin replied: "My identity is not important. What's important is that Wuxin has already been mine, and there will be disciples from Xueyue City accompanying him. Even if you can't trust me, a person with no reputation, you should trust Xueyue City."

The head of Dajue Sect was not angry, but asked: "How can you guarantee that Wuxin will not escape halfway?"

Jiang Xinxin was about to speak, but Wuxin suddenly spoke first: "Master Dajue, there is no need to embarrass Miss Jiang. My Hanshui Temple has a treasure that can suppress a person's inner strength. Wuxin is willing to enter, but I will trouble Miss Jiang and the disciples of Xueyue City to see me off."

The head of Dajue Sect was speechless. After watching Wuxin lie in the golden lotus coffin, he took his disciples to say goodbye: "In this case, I will wait for the young lady and the disciples of Xueyue City at Jiulongmen."