readsfreenovel Chapter 578: Secret Talk in Pine and Bamboo Garden (1)
Chapter 578: Secret Talk in Pine and Bamboo Garden (1)
Chu Xiaomu came to Xuanying's pine and bamboo garden alone.
The garden was unusually quiet, as if time had frozen at this moment. The birds that used to chirp and sing happily in the tall pine trees and dense bamboo forests seemed to have hidden away. No trace of them could be seen, and no chirping or rustling could be heard. Even the rustling sound of the leaves when the breeze blew through them disappeared without a trace. The whole garden was so quiet that it was frightening.
Today's weather is exactly the same as yesterday's. The sky is still covered by heavy dark clouds. There is no warm and bright sunshine, nor can you feel the gentle breeze. There is only a gloomy and depressing atmosphere surrounding. The pine and bamboo garden where Xuanying is located has a very dense and lush forest, making the already dim sky even darker. Stepping into it, it feels like being at the bottom of a deep and dark bottomless pool, which makes people shudder.
This place was nothing like the bustling and noisy corner of Jinyang City. Instead, it was more like a silent foreign land isolated from the world. There was not a single person to be found in the huge pine and bamboo garden, whether it was the soldiers responsible for guarding or the attendants or servants who served on the left and right.
After turning a corner, they arrived at the big house with gray bricks and green tiles that Sidai saw when she, Jinglan and Xiaoying first went to look for Xuanying.
When his eyes turned to the big pine tree next to the house, Chu Xiaomu couldn't help but be startled.
I saw Xuanying sitting cross-legged beside a small table under a pine tree. He was wearing a dark hemp cloth and his hair was dishevelled. Some of his hair even covered his face, making him look a little mysterious. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be half open and half closed, as if he was thinking about something profound and difficult to understand.
His clothes were all black, his hair was also black, and he sat there motionless, like a dark shadow. His face was pale, his body was motionless, and even his breathing became extremely light, almost non-existent. He looked like a sculpture frozen in time. He had already noticed that Chu Xiaomu had arrived at the Pine and Bamboo Garden. He raised his eyelids slightly, and a faint light shone from his eyes, like a ferocious beast hiding in the dark.
Chu Xiaomu knew that he was always like this, so he didn't think much about it and called out, "Xuanying."
Xuanying did not move at all. His body remained motionless. He only said two words: "Sit down."
Opposite the small table was a square cloth cushion that was nearly two feet long and wide, also gray-black in color. Chu Xiaomu sat on it as he was told.
There was a pot of brewed tea on the small table, but there was no scent of tea wafting out.
Xuanying stretched out his pale hand, lifted the teapot lightly, and poured tea into two jade-white tea bowls that were less than two inches in size. His hand was steady without any shaking, and the tea flowed out of the spout of the pot like a strand of silk, silently, and fell into the thin porcelain bowls without making any sound.
After the tea was poured, Xuanying suddenly asked, "Did you run into a member of the Hoof Tribe yesterday?"
Chu Xiaomu nodded and said, "It's a rough guy called Zou Di Man."
"The territory of the Hoof Tribe is located in the southwest of the Red Sand Country. It is said that there is drought all year round. The ground is like boiling fire, the mountains are like red piles, the water in the river is poisonous, and the trees on the hillside are charcoal... The temperament of the Hoof Tribe people is similar to the climate there. They are fiery and brutal, and cannot be educated."
Chu Xiaomu shook his head and said, "I don't know about this."
Xuanying went on to say, "The spirit king of the Hoof Clan is called Blood Hoof, a monster who has lived for more than 2,700 years. He has been nourishing his feet with the venom and blood of the stone worm for many years. It is said that he has mastered the tenth-level nourishing technique. After breaking through the two realms of virtuality and reality, he has developed a strange technique called 'Blood Crack Power'."
Chu Xiaomu thought that the spiritual art cultivated by the Claw Clan Spirit King Yan Claw was called "Power of Flame Embers". He was indeed very powerful after fighting with the general twice. The general was a demigod, so it was difficult for the "Power of Flame Embers" to hurt him. If it were a mortal in the world, even if he was a master of martial arts like the Golden Sword and the Black Sword, he would not dare to touch the mysterious flames produced by the "Power of Flame Embers".
Bloodhoof and Flame Claw are both spiritual kings of the Red Sand Country. He cultivated the "Power of Blood Rift", which must be a spiritual art that is as famous as the "Power of Flame Ashes", and it is very likely to be stronger than it.
"Blood Hoof has five great barbarian generals under his command, namely the Flying Barbarian, the Walking Barbarian, the Cave-Stirring Barbarian, the River-Crossing Barbarian, and the Sand-Rolling Barbarian. Each of these five barbarian generals has their own unique skills and should not be underestimated."
Chu Xiaomu said: "Yes, that ruffian also claimed to be one of the five barbarian generals under the Bloodhoof Spirit King." He thought to himself that your enemy is a member of the Hoof Tribe. Of course, he has investigated the situation of the Hoof Tribe clearly in the past two years, but what is your intention in telling me this?
"Xiao Mu, you know that I came from the south of Baijun City, but do you know which place in the south of Baijun City?" Xuanying asked.
Chu Xiaomu said: "Your hometown is called Lixuan Island. I have heard about it."
"But do you know that four years ago, a tragic incident happened on Lixuan Island?" Xuanying's expression did not change at all, but this short sentence was filled with not only endless pain, but also a hint of chill.
Chu Xiaomu sighed and said, "I heard about it too."
"Then do you know who killed more than 1,200 lives of my Emperor Xuanzong?" Xuanying raised his eyelids, and a knife-like light burst out in his eyes.
"Could it be a member of the Ti tribe?" Chu Xiaomu had roughly guessed it after hearing what he had said before about the Ti tribe's territory and its spirit king Blood Ti.
"Yes, it is the evil spirit Bloodhoof!" These words popped out from between Xuanying's teeth, like a mouthful of bone residue that he had chewed into pieces.
Although Chu Xiaomu was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he heard him say it himself, and his voice was full of resentment. He didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.
Xuanying continued, "I once made a vow to kill every Sha countryman I see. I will eat the flesh of Bloodhoof, drink the blood of Bloodhoof, and sleep on the skin of Bloodhoof! I will make his flesh and blood fester in the prison, and let his spirit break apart in the virtual world, and he will never be reborn!" He clenched his teeth and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily, like a few twisting poisonous snakes.
Chu Xiaomu couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, and felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. He also had people he hated, such as Bai Yixing, the Snow Countryman who killed his grandfather, and Chang Lun and Chang Sanxu, who killed Huai Xiaomeng, but the hatred in his heart was insignificant compared to Xuanying.
If his hatred is a piece of ice, then Xuanying's hatred is an iceberg; his anger towards the enemy is a sharp knife, then Xuanying's rage is a forest of swords smeared with poison!
Perhaps there is no hatred and resentment in the world deeper and colder than this.