Peace Order-Chapter 744 - 82: Lord’s Ingenious Plan, The Bronze Tripod Determines the Aura of Legend_3

Chapter 744: Chapter 82: Lord’s Ingenious Plan, The Bronze Tripod Determines the Aura of Legend_3

"You can meet the Qilin now,"

Li Guanyi said with a smile as he nodded. Holding a branch, he too slashed out with his sword. From the other side, Murong Longtu called him over, laughing and pointing at him, "You lad really don’t know the first thing about swords."

Liguan Yi earnestly replied:

"Compared with the elder, I definitely don’t know anything."

Murong Longtu laughed and shook his head.

He beckoned Li Guanyi over, thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the branch, calmly stabbing forward with it before pulling back. With a twist of his wrist, he chopped the branch downward; despite the falling rain, Li Guanyi watched as a single raindrop split in twain from the branch’s descent.

The raindrop divided into two, falling evenly to the ground.

There was no Inner Strength, no Sword Intent, not even what one would call the ultimate speed.

Unhurried.

Within that calm thrust of his sword laid a peaceful and serene Divine Charm.

Immersed in it, Li Guanyi looked up to see Murong Longtu placing the branch beside him, urging him with a smile, "You go teach that child."

Li Guanyi reached out and took the branch.

Murong Longtu let go, smiling and saying, "If you don’t understand, come and ask me."

Li Guanyi nodded, and the young Taoist walked under that tree, then began to instruct the son of Shi Wu in swordsmanship. The boy earnestly said, "Can you really use the sword like this, it’s different from what’s in the Sword Manual."

Li Guanyi responded, "Who drew the Sword Manual?"

The child answered, "It must be a swordsman."

Li Guanyi with a smile asked, "And who drew the Sword Manual that swordsman before him watched?"

Without thinking, the child said, "An even earlier swordsman?"

Li Guanyi said, "So, what about the very first swordsman?"

Li Guanyi successfully tangled the child’s thoughts. The boy opened his mouth, unsure of how to respond when Li Guanyi grasped the branch and said, "So you see, don’t blindly trust the Sword Manual. Come, see if this way might be better?"

With those words, he lunged forward with a thrust. Shi Yisong’s eyes widened as he watched the move.

He felt it was more formidable than what was depicted in the Sword Manual.

Shi Yisong began to earnestly learn from the sword in Li Guanyi’s hand, while Li Guanyi himself was all set to run and ask Murong Longtu, who told him smilingly what to do. As the caravan passed by the river, Murong Longtu, with leisure to spare, leisurely fished.

During this period of time, they traveled slowly along with the caravan—the Martial World was leisurely indeed, yet when thought upon, it seemed like a dull stretch of time without any fights or the flashing of swords.

Sometimes Li Guanyi would accompany the old man fishing, and Murong Longtu was also quite skilled at it.

He caught a basketful, then released the very small ones back.

He kept the rest to provide the caravan folk with an extra meal. They came across a monastery where, surprisingly, there was a Taoist divining fortunes. It seems that ordinary people in the Martial World do not fuss over differences between Buddhism and Taoism, nor their disputes.

In many places, which family’s worshipped deity was more efficacious became top-notch information discussed under the village’s willow tree by elderly women.

He and Murong Longtu visited a temple fair in a town they passed by.

The green-robed old man, tall in stature, walked through the fair. Li Guanyi followed beside him, with Shaking Light next to Li Guanyi. After pondering, Shaking Light chose not to stand beside Li Guanyi but walked to the other side of Murong Longtu instead.

Then obediently, she reached out and grasped the hand of the old swordsman.

Shaking Light stopped by a snack stall.

So the old swordsman, much like an elder living a peaceful and beautiful life, took out money and bought sweet treats for the younger generation: candied hawthorn skewers, and some malt sugar knocked down into pieces.

Then he led the two children slowly forward through the bustling crowd.

It was a calm and warm scene that brought smiles to one’s face.

It made the man with silver hair behind them grit his teeth in frustration.

That night a kind soul set off fireworks, an impressive feat given that fireworks were a highly respected and expensive craft, seldom seen. People from villages ten, twenty miles around gathered. Everyone stood around, waiting for the evening when fireworks would burst into the sky.

The crowd cheered, and the old swordsman looked up at the sky.

Li Guanyi heard about blacksmith fireworks to be displayed and opera to be sung; the atmosphere was lively, with people wearing masks to celebrate a festival of their region. Li Guanyi walked over alone and noticed the central point of the fair where deities were placed upon a high platform. freewēbnoveℓ.com

There were Buddhas, deities, and ancient generals.

It seemed there was a tradition of ’adopting a godfather’ and ’touching the Iron Man statue’.

Many people made wishes, and the incense smoke rose up steadily, the children looked up with earnest expressions. Li Guanyi was interested in observing these local customs when he heard someone say, "I hope there will be no more wars."

"Yes, there won’t be any more wars."

"Especially from Jiangnan, they’ve been sending troops over for over a decade. It’s only just recently they’ve started to withdraw. I hear Chen Country has also pulled back; they surely won’t fight anymore!"

Li Guanyi turned to look and saw a man with one arm missing having a bowl of noodles, conversing with the person next to him, likely his wife, with their child. The woman’s face had a look of anticipation:

"Yes, it’ll be good if they don’t fight anymore, we can just focus on farming."

"You should just rest at home, you’ve already lost an arm."

"Yes, there won’t be any more fighting!"

The man with the broken arm said, "I heard that this time in Central State, the Emperor will join with the Emperor of Chen Country and Marquis Qin Wu of Jiangnan for an imperial hunt. If they are able to sit down and talk, I think we will have peaceful days ahead."

"Yes, we surely will,"

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