Volume 8: The Jianghu Chapter 371: Living up to the past, a martial arts legend
The ancient ferry is nameless and is located on the north bank of the Yangtze River.
It was almost dusk, and under the bare old locust tree, the dying old man still remembered to protect the young master in his arms.
This man had been hit by the extremely vicious Bone-Dissolving Palm before. Although Fu Hongxue had sealed several of his vital acupoints, he was still old after all. In addition, he had been fleeing for days, and his internal injuries were severe. All his five internal organs were damaged. After being stimulated by external force, he could barely hold on for four or five days.
Fu Hongxue stood aside, watching the waves rising and falling on the river, as if waiting for the old man to take his last breath.
Killing is much easier than saving.
Even though Fu Hongxue had killed countless people, he could not bear to witness a person slowly approaching the end of his life.
Like Li Muchan, even though he crawled out of hell, was accustomed to the cunning of human hearts and saw through the dangers of the world, he still cherished life, including the lives of others.
All this was because of the little love he had left in his life.
And this love comes from the most important women in his life.
But just as he was sighing inwardly, he suddenly saw a woman rowing a boat from the other side of the river, chasing him closely.
"Fu Hongxue."
As soon as Fu Hongxue saw this person, his already expressionless face became even stiffer.
It wasn't until the woman had paddled the boat to the shore with great difficulty and walked in front of him that Fu Hongxue spoke, "What are you doing here?"
The woman's eyes were filled with anger, and she said angrily, "I came to find you."
Fu Hongxue's eyes flickered as he looked at the lone boat going down the river, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Why don't you say anything when someone comes to see you?"
Suddenly, a teasing voice came from the other side of the river.
Just as the words reached his ears, a figure passed over the river like smoke and landed under the old locust tree.
As soon as she saw the person coming, the woman exclaimed, "You, you, you... you are... Alliance Leader Li."
Li Muchan said "Oh" and said with a smile: "Who are you?"
The woman smiled and said, "I'm Zhou Ting. I run several pastry shops in Jinling City. The dried fruits and candied fruits that Miss Ye'er loved the most back then were all from my shop, and you ate quite a few of them, too."
When it comes to snacks, Li Muchan immediately remembered.
The man bowed again and said, "Thank you, sir."
Li Muchan laughed, "Why thank me?"
Zhou Ting said gratefully, "Back then, I was almost reduced to prostitution. Fortunately, thanks to your efforts in Jinling City, I finally had a chance to turn my life around."
Hearing these words, Li Muchan's eyes flickered, and he realized that this person should be a member of his business empire, and his status was probably not low.
Today, Jinling City is the dream home of countless people. Many people have made a fortune overnight. Even the prostitutes in the red-light districts may become wealthy people overnight.
While they were talking, the three of them suddenly heard a baby crying. They turned their heads and saw that the old man had died a long time ago.
Seeing this, Zhou Ting quickly rolled up her sleeves, held the child in her arms with pity, took out a small piece of dessert, and coaxed the child carefully.
"Are you here for the Deer-Cutting Knife?" Fu Hongxue asked.
Li Muchan said, "Not interested."
Fu Hongxue was not surprised by this answer and said calmly, "This person didn't say anything."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I know."
Fu Hongxue seemed a little worried, worried that the rumor about the Deer-Cutting Knife would bring disaster to the child.
After all, the divine sword that could kill Li Muchan, whether real or fake, was destined to cause a catastrophe in the martial arts world from the moment it appeared.
Even if Li Muchan himself doesn't care, how can those who want to kill him and those who care about him not be moved?
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said, "That's why I made this special trip. Within three days, the entire martial arts world will know that the Deer-Cutting Knife has fallen into my hands. They will naturally stop and the killing will be stopped."
Fu Hongxue nodded, "That's fine...what about this child?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile, "Please don't do that. I have three little ones to take care of myself. And you saved him, so shouldn't you find a successor to inherit your sword skills?"
The two stood by the river, watching the waves rise and fall quietly. One was elegant and ethereal, the other was as cold as ice. Not only did they not seem to be at all strange, but they were surprisingly harmonious.
All in all, they had met very few times and were not familiar with each other. However, every time they met, it was when they encountered enemies or disasters. Unknowingly, they had joined hands to fight against powerful enemies many times.
Li Muchan suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "What a turbulent world!"
Now that all enemies have been destroyed and old friends are gone, it is really hard to calm down when I see my former peers again.
Li Muchan looked at the surging river surface, and all the past events came to his mind vividly.
"Why do I feel like I've had a long and distant dream?"
Fu Hongxue's eyes kept changing. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "I thought you would kill people, but I didn't expect you to use force to win them over. Do you really believe they can keep their promise?"
He was talking about Li Muchan's previous victory in the bet with the new emperor.
For five whole days and nights, and despite using thousands of methods, nothing could be done to this man. It was truly too shocking.
Li Muchan smiled faintly. "Maybe we can live in peace for a while, but as time goes on, conflicts will definitely arise again. But what good will it do even if I kill them? As long as the Tianxia Alliance is still there, as long as I am still here, sooner or later there will be a second or third descendant of the Zhu family who will emerge, or perhaps some other rising star, and we will never be able to stop killing them. Now, my enemy is no longer just the Zhu family, but countless people who want to reach the top and replace me."
In his eyes, the descendants of the Zhu family are no different from those rising stars in the world.
"I did this to strengthen the Tianxia Alliance. The stronger the Tianxia Alliance's momentum, the longer they will be able to stay calm, and the longer the martial arts world will be stable. As for the future, I'll leave it to others to think about."
Fu Hongxue looked at the rolling muddy waves and murmured, "That's right, leave the future to the future."
This is the world of martial arts.
Be it for fame or profit, it is precisely because countless people have disregarded their own lives and plunged in one after another that huge waves have been created, presenting a scene of stormy and magnificent scenery.
But the river is going downhill, and there will be an end.
Not long after, Zhou Ting came back holding the child, making him giggle.
Fu Hongxue said: "I want to go west."
Zhou Ting quickly interrupted when she heard this, "I'm going too."
Li Muchan looked at him amusedly and said, "I have to go north."
Soon, the evening wind began to rise, frost flew across the sky, and only one person was left by the river as the waves rose and fell.
The cold river is like a mirror, reflecting only my own shadow.
Li Muchan glanced at himself in the water, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, "Hahaha!"
In the end, I lived up to my past and left with a big laugh.
Since then, no one knew where Li Muchan went.
Even Li Yeer and Qiu Shuiqing could not find any trace of him.
However, there are always rumors everywhere in the world.
Someone once saw a mysterious mural on the top of Luofu Mountain, which recorded extraordinary achievements and was suspected to be left by Li Muchan.
Some people also said that they once caught a glimpse of a person on the bank of the Nujiang River, who looked very similar to Li Muchan, flying in the air like a fairy.
There are also rumors that some people have seen Shangguan Xiaoxian and Li Muchan, both of whom have eternal youth and are stunningly beautiful.
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Time is like flowing water, and several years pass by in a blink of an eye.
The Tianxia Alliance is at its peak, dominating the thirteen provinces of the northern and southern martial arts worlds; the sword god Xie Xiaofeng hides in the Shenjian Villa, ignoring worldly affairs; Yan Shisan goes on a long sea journey, his whereabouts are unknown; Xue Qingbi meditates hard in seclusion, obsessed with swordsmanship; Fu Hongxue's whereabouts are unknown, staying away from the world.
Until this year, a swordsman in white crossed the vast ocean and came to challenge the Central Plains with his sword, challenging the world...
