【Under the Great Tomorrow】(45)

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Chapter 45 Blackwater Divine Palace The
sixteen peaks of Changbai Mountain are varied in shape, vying for beauty, rugged and precipitous, each with its own unique form, some white, some yellow,
some blue, some green, surrounding Tianchi Lake.
Baitou Peak, located in the southeast of Tianchi Lake, is the tallest of the sixteen peaks. At this time, Baitou Peak, along with the other peaks and even the entire
Tianchi Lake, was still Chinese territory. It had not yet been
given to a neighboring country because it was a place where a great leader had fought, out of consideration for the feelings of comrades and brothers in the international proletariat. Therefore, Ding Erye's ascent of this peak would not cause
any international disputes.
Ding Shou and Wang Tingxiang climbed the mountain, leaving Li Chunmei, Chang Jiu, and others to guard them. Only Bu Huatu shamelessly
offered to be their guide, and unable to refuse, he had to go along.
At this time of year, Changbai Mountain was still covered in snow and ice. Ding Shou and his companions looked around and saw
towering trees, creeping grasses, fallen deadwood, and wisps of frost on the trees—a magnificent snow-covered forest
, a scene of breathtaking beauty beyond the Great Wall. "My lords, Changbai Mountain is the sacred mountain of our Jurchen people. It is rich in resources and has nurtured countless people..."
Bu Huatu had been chattering incessantly since they arrived, his incessant chatter becoming increasingly annoying.
If it weren't for the need to utilize the Three Guards, Ding Shou would have loved to stuff a handful of snow into that mouth. Now, he could only endure it
. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a wisp of purple fur rushing across the snowfield. "Brother Ziheng,
what is that?"
Before Wang Tingxiang could get a closer look, Bu Huatu blurted out, "A sable."
Ding Shou responded with an "Oh." Sables resemble weasels in shape, with yellowish-black fur, some even with a hint of purple. It has a pointed
snout and long whiskers on both sides, but its limbs are relatively short, with its forelimbs shorter than its hind limbs. It lives in forests,
is nocturnal, and preys on birds and rodents. Its fur is extremely valuable; when made into fur hats and collars, it is not only light
and warm but also water-resistant and melts when snow falls.
Because sable fur is so precious, the palace needed a large quantity every year. A single sable pelt is less than a foot square, and it takes more than sixty pelts
to make one fur coat. The *Book of Jin* records that people at the time liked to use sable tails as decorations for hats. However, due to the excessive granting of official positions,
sable tails were insufficient, so dog tails were used instead, hence the idiom "dog tail for sable."
Ding Shou, seeing the opportunity, was delighted and thought to himself that he might as well hunt a few sables today to make some light fur coats for his daughters
. He immediately crept up behind the sables.
Unexpectedly, this beast was extremely cunning, constantly stopping and starting as it moved, sniffing and looking around, sometimes raising its head to gaze at its surroundings
, frightening the Second Master so much that he would frequently lie down on the snow to hide his tracks. Wang Tingxiang,
who was following him, was quite childlike and didn't take it seriously. Bu Huatu, who had been in charge of the Right Guard for decades,
hadn't suffered this ordeal of crawling on ice and lying in the snow in years. "My lord," he said, "sables are suspicious and extremely difficult to catch. If you like 　　,
the village has several hundred pelts, along with some local produce, which we can give you." "What a joke! Where did you get those several hundred pelts?" Ding Shou retorted stubbornly. 　　Bu Huatu smiled bitterly, "They love to eat pine nuts. The village's 'ha' (a derogatory term for sables) have to stay up all night under the trees, holding their breath 　　and shooting in the shadows. It's not something that can be done overnight." 　　"If you can shoot them, why can't I?" His voice rose a little, and 　　the sable in the distance suddenly pricked up its ears, then quickly trotted away and disappeared into the snowfield. 　　Ding Shou, seeing his prey vanish, felt a surge of bitterness and pointed at Bu Huatu, saying, "You may return now; there's no need for you 　　to trouble yourself further." 　　Seeing Bu Huatu about to say more, Ding Shou said, "I won't disturb our hunt; I'll give you five imperial edicts as a bonus." 　　Bu Huatu thanked him with a beaming smile, but after watching Ding Shou and Wang Tingxiang disappear from sight, he suddenly realized, " 　　Oh no, I forgot to tell them that place is off-limits 　　. " 　　********** ... 　　The higher they climbed, the deeper the snow became. With each step, half their leg sank in. Wang Tingxiang advised, 　　"Brother, don't be so stubborn. This trip isn't necessarily about hunting sable; experiencing the northern scenery is enough. 　　" 　　Ding Shou, cheeks puffed out, continued on his way, head 　　down. Wang Tingxiang was both amused and exasperated by his younger brother's temperament. Just as he was about to offer some words of advice, Ding Shou suddenly stopped and pointed to a slope ahead. "Brother Ziheng, look!" 　　Following Ding Shou's direction, Wang Tingxiang was stunned by what he saw. 　　On the snow-covered plain, a naked young woman lay supine. Her breasts were high and firm, like two inverted 　　bowls, adorned with two red cherries at the bottom. Her waist was slender, her abdomen slightly protruding, and her shapely legs were crossed . 　　On the slightly raised mound at the base of her thighs, a clump of sparse yet glossy black pubic hair contrasted sharply 　　against the white snow. 　　"Could it be some woman who has suffered from the snow disaster and is now frozen here?" Wang Tingxiang asked. 　　"This woman is completely naked except for the deerskin boots on her feet. What woman would take off her clothes after suffering a disaster?" Ding 　　Shou retorted. 　　"Oh no!" Wang Tingxiang exclaimed in alarm. More than ten sables rushed out of the dense forest and quickly 　　ran towards the naked woman in the snow. Were these beasts going to eat her? 　　Seeing several sables rushing towards the girl, heading straight for her full breasts, Ding Shou was too late to save 　　her. He gathered his strength and shouted. 　　The sables scattered in fright, but the girl, lying on her back, suddenly opened her slightly closed eyes. With a flick of her wrist, 　　a large black net emerged from the snow, capturing the closest sables. She then stood up angrily 　　and shouted in their direction, "Which tribe are you from, ruining my plans?" 　　Ding Shou and his companion approached. The girl, ignoring her lack of clothing, tightened the net herself before pulling 　　a red fur-lined cloak from the snow beneath her. She draped it over herself gracefully, her phoenix eyes wide as she looked at the two men. 　　"Was the young lady hunting sables?" Wang Tingxiang asked hesitantly. 　　"Of course we caught minks! Otherwise, who would strip naked and suffer here in this freezing weather? We'd been lying here 　　for hours, only to have them all chased away by your shouts. We only caught a few!" the girl chattered on 　　, unyielding in her argument. 　　Ding Shou, seeing that the girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a spirited air, an oval face, thin lips, and 　　bright, lively eyes, immediately felt a sense of goodwill towards her. He smiled mischievously and bowed apologetically, saying, "Please forgive me, young lady, just now..."

Seeing these beasts rushing towards the girl, they thought they were going to harm her, so they shouted threats, ruining the girl's plans . It
was really wrong of them, and we are willing to compensate them."
The girl looked at the two men in confusion: "You speak in such a refined manner, are you Han Chinese?"
Ding Shou nodded in agreement.
The young girl nodded. "No wonder, no one else would have come here. Oh well, you
meant well, no need for compensation."
"You're a very sensible girl," Ding Shou continued, grinning. "May I ask your name?"
"What name? You're asking my name, aren't you?" The young girl giggled. "My name is Hailan
."
"Hailan, what a nice name," Ding Shou clapped his hands in praise, continuing to make conversation. "Your method of catching sables
is truly unique."
Hailan seemed to enjoy chatting. "What's so unique about it? Sables are cunning and suspicious, and
they usually live alone, making them difficult to catch. But when they encounter someone frozen in the snow, they will call for their companions
to lie on their bodies and warm them up. I just follow their nature."
Wang Tingxiang muttered from the side, "People can be so heartless for their own selfishness."
"What?" Hailan blinked her big eyes, seemingly not understanding.
"It's nothing, my brother is just praising the girl for being resourceful," Ding Shou said with a smile.
Wang Tingxiang stared at the sable in the black net and said, "Sables are kind by nature, and saving people is their instinct. But people don't know how to be grateful
. Instead, they take advantage of this kindness to hunt and kill for profit. They are not even as good as this beast."
Brother Ziheng, didn't you see that I was flirting with a girl? When did you become an animal rights activist? Ding
Shou put his hand to his forehead, speechless.
Instead of the expected anger, Hailan laughed heartily before saying, "No wonder Master
said the people down the mountain have strange ideas, especially the Han people. What are they thinking? All things in nature are
meant to nourish people; does it matter how they are controlled?"
Wang Tingxiang immediately flared up, sneering, "Even the most invasive plants, like the venomous snakes and scorpions, are used by Heaven to nourish people.
Jackals and tigers eat people, but people are also used by Heaven to nourish them. Between Heaven and Earth,
all things are born of creation. Humans are the most intelligent of all beings, their intelligence and skill sufficient to control all things, to drive them away, to imprison and
enslave them, or to kill and eat them. Is this not Heaven's intention? The strong bully the weak, the many oppress the few, the wise kill the foolish—this is
the natural order of things. What can Heaven do about it?" "
Alright, Brother Wang, I admit you're more impressive than Darwin. Darwin's great-grandfather is probably nowhere
to be found reincarnated yet," Ding Shou shook his head, remaining silent.
"Why are you shaking your head, my dear brother? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Wang Tingxiang asked, seeing Ding Shou shake his head
.
"Yes, yes, yes, natural selection, survival of the fittest, what's wrong with that?" Ding Shou praised without hesitation.
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest." Wang Tingxiang muttered a few words to himself, quite satisfied. This young brother's
words were always insightful and hit the nail on the head, living up to the name of a confidant. It's a pity that he's
too close to the powerful eunuchs in the palace. As his elder brother, he should still give him a hand.
Hailan frowned and thought for a while, "What you said seems to make sense, but it's different from what Master said
. Why don't you come to my house and hear what Master has to say?"
"That would be great, then we'll be troubling you." Ding Shou was overjoyed.
As soon as Hailan loosened the net, all the captured sables escaped. "Since we don't know if catching them was the right thing to do,
let's release them for now, so they don't suffer in the net."
Wang Tingxiang appreciated the girl's actions, repeatedly saying she was teachable. The two followed Hailan to the summit
.
Along the way, Ding Shou joked and laughed, while Hailan was in high spirits, answering every question. She told him that she
and her master lived by Tianchi Lake. Her master rarely interacted with others, and when he encountered strangers, he would vanish into thin air. The local mountain
people considered this a divine manifestation, and gradually the area was designated as the abode of immortals, rarely visited by humans.
As they approached the summit, a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded, its power astonishing. Seeing the two men's expressions change, Hailan smiled slightly and led
them around to a huge rock. From there, they could see two snow-dragon-like columns of water cascading from the sky, splashing
countless waves, snowflakes flying everywhere, ice flowers crisscrossing, and silver light shimmering—a breathtaking sight.
The two were awestruck by the beautiful scenery before them when they turned around and couldn't find Hailan. Startled, they hurriedly searched for her, only
to find several hot springs hidden beneath the giant rocks, their waters gurgling and steam rising. Looking around, the birch trees were covered in various frost-covered trees,
and in the distance, the waterfall was magnificent and spectacular—a truly beautiful scene, like "a waterfall scattering a thousand piles of snow, and springs rising ten thousand wisps of smoke
. "
With a sweet laugh, Hailan emerged from one of the springs like a white fish, completely unconcerned about being naked
, and said with a smile, "Would you two like to soak together to warm yourselves up?"
Wang Tingxiang turned away, silently reciting "Don't look at what you shouldn't see," but Ding Shou smiled broadly, "Sure!" and
leaped down.
As Ding Shou jumped naked into the hot spring, Hailan tilted her head and stared at him with curiosity, saying, "
Why are you born different from others?"
After a moment's puzzlement, Ding Shou understood. This woman had grown up with her master since childhood and had probably never seen a naked man
. Her lack of embarrassment about being naked in front of them was partly due to her nature, and partly because she was completely unaware of the proper boundaries between men and women
. He immediately laughed and said, "Of course I'm different, I'm a man."
"A man? Haven't I ever seen a naked man?" Hailan wrinkled her upturned nose, displeased.
"I've seen plenty of naked men."
Ding Shou was speechless. "You've seen plenty? Where have you seen them?"
"After the mountains were opened up, the tribesmen who went hunting in the mountains often fished and bathed in the water. Haven't I seen
enough of that going up and down the mountains?" Hailan snorted.
Scratching his head, Ding Shou's gaze swept from Hai Lan's firm chest to her slender yet powerful waist. He asked, puzzled, "
Then what makes me different?"
With a splash, Hai Lan swam to his side, her jade-like hand reaching down to grasp his limp, lifeless penis
. She said sweetly, "Yours is bigger than theirs."
Ding Shou let out a comfortable groan. Because she was holding his treasure, most of Hai Lan's breasts were pressed against
his upper arm. Feeling the firm yet soft erection, the desire he had been trying so hard to suppress grew stronger in his small hand
.
Hailan let out a soft "Eh," "This thing can get bigger and harder, how interesting." She released her hand
and playfully tapped the coronal sulcus twice with her finger. "
Don't tease me like that," the Second Master groaned inwardly, breathing heavily. "Actually, you can move it up
and down, it will get bigger."
"Really?" The little girl was still skeptical, so she did as he said, grasping the base of the jade pestle and stroking it a few times.
"Yes, yes, that's it, faster, harder..." Ding Shou said, leaning his head back comfortably.
Just as Ding Shou was patiently explaining physiological knowledge to the little flower of Changbai Mountain, he heard a heavy "cough" above his head
, startling him so much that he almost retracted his "treasure." How could he have forgotten about the one on the rock?
Seeing how outrageous the young man was, Wang Tingxiang spoke up to remind him. Hailan raised her pretty face and said with concern, "Have you
caught a chill? Come down and soak in the water with me."
This left Wang Tingxiang speechless, unsure what to do. Ding Shou could n't help but chuckle,
covering his mouth to himself. Wang Tingxiang stammered, "Well, thank you for your kindness, young lady, but it's no trouble..."
Just as Wang Tingxiang ran out of words, he saw the two men turn to look down the mountain. He followed their gaze
and saw a dark figure rushing upwards at an incredible speed, like a wisp of smoke,
heading straight for the summit.
Hailan suddenly leaped out of the water, wrapping her cloak around herself. "Why are you here today?" Ignoring
the two men, she used her lightness skill to chase after the figure.
Ding Shou hastily put on his clothes, exchanged a puzzled glance with Wang Tingxiang, and said, "Brother Ziheng, hold on tight!
" He grabbed Wang Tingxiang and sped off towards them.
**********
...

The two were captivated by the ethereal beauty of the woman. Wang Tingxiang exclaimed, "Her movements are swift as a flying duck, elusive
as a spirit, light as a feather on the water, her silk stockings stirring up dust. Her movements are unpredictable, sometimes precarious, sometimes serene. Her advances and retreats are uncertain, sometimes appearing, sometimes departing
. Her glances are radiant, her jade-like face glowing. Even before she utters a word, her breath is as fragrant as a fragrant orchid. Even the Goddess of the Luo River herself could not compare.
"
Ding Shou, however, stared intently at the woman's feet. It wasn't that he had a foot fetish; it was simply that the woman's snow-white feet
showed no sign of stepping, yet she seemed to traverse the waves, a sight that puzzled him. Even Bodhidharma, the founder of Taoism , needed a reed to cross a river
; he couldn't believe that the woman before him was truly a fairy treading on water.
As the white-clad beauty approached the edge of the pool, Ding Shou noticed a long trail of water trailing behind her. The flute music
suddenly stopped, her graceful figure soared into the air, her snow-white feet lightly touching the cliff face for leverage, and she landed three zhang away from the man in black.
Ding Shou stared intently at the water, seeing nothing amiss, then nudged Hailan beside him with his elbow and asked, "What's underwater
...?"
Hailan blinked, understanding his meaning, and whistled with a smile.
Suddenly, a monster leaped out of the water. Its head was large and round, covered with white spots, resembling
a leopard's head. Its body was nearly ten feet long, gradually tapering from head to toe, like a snake. Upon seeing Hailan, it let out a "roaring"
sound, as if whining. "
Damn, a water monster! There really are such things in this world!" Ding Shou's eyes widened.
Wang Tingxiang became even more excited, muttering, "In the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain called Buxian, and
the country of the Sushen people. There is an insect with a beast's head and a snake's body, called the Qin Insect. The records in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are all true."
Hailan, too lazy to pay attention to the two suddenly mentally unstable individuals, walked to the edge of the pool and affectionately patted the monster's head
. The monster rubbed its head against Hailan's cloak, then turned and leaped back into the water.
Seeing the monster enter the water, Ding Shou finally came to his senses and pointed to the receding waterline, saying, "This thing is
..."
"You're the thing," Hailan said discontentedly, "Little Flower was raised in the palace, it grew up with me since it was a baby, don't
talk to it like that."
"The palace?" Ding Shou asked, puzzled, how did this palace come about?
"It's my home, the Blackwater Divine Palace, didn't I tell you?" Hailan blinked her big eyes innocently.
You told me nothing, Ding Shou muttered to himself, pointing to the two figures in black and white facing each other on the mountaintop, and
asked, "Who are those people?"
Hailan pouted and shook her head, saying, "I don't know, but Master said they are Koreans, and they've
come to challenge Master to a duel every year since I can remember."
Ding Shou crossed his arms and looked up at the two figures, saying, "Is this how they fight?" For a long time, the two hadn't
moved an inch, was this a duel or a blind date?
Wang Tingxiang chuckled, "When masters spar, they stop when they've made their point
. What's the difference between fighting to the death and idle commoners?" "
Oh dear, Brother Ziheng, it seems you understand. Since you came on this mission, how many romantic
opportunities have you ruined for me? Have you even calculated it? What kind of expert are you pretending to be?" Ding Shou gave him a sidelong glance, annoyed.
"When they were young, they sparred at least hundreds of times. Later, they sparred less and less, until three years ago, neither of them
made a single move," Hailan said, seemingly puzzled.
Hearing Hailan's words, Ding Shou seemed to understand. He focused his gaze and saw the white-clad beauty's long sleeves flutter slightly without wind
. The black-clad figure turned almost imperceptibly, the sleeves that had been raised slightly fell back down without warning
, and the black-clad figure straightened up again.
With Ding Shou's keen eye, he could see that the raised sleeves concealed dozens of hidden variations in the hand, while the black-clad
man subtly shifted his body, sealing off all subsequent changes. Just as Wang Tingxiang had said, these two were indeed masters.
"Miss Hailan, what martial art does your master practice?" Ding Shou asked, frowning.
"Master said her inner cultivation technique is called 'Ice Heart Technique.' When practiced deeply, it can eliminate the seven emotions and six desires, leaving the mind
without thoughts."
"Have you learned this skill?" Ding Shou thought to himself, "This skill is beyond human ability."
Hai Lan shrugged. "No, Master said practicing this skill requires giving up too much. She told me to enjoy
myself for a few more years and talk about it when I'm older."
Ding Shou's lips curled up. It seemed this ice-cold beauty's own cultivation wasn't quite there yet.
The two stared at each other on the mountain peak for another half hour. The masked man in black spoke, "Nalan Feixue, you still
can't break my Yi Sword Technique." His voice was soft and melodious; he was a woman.
"Li Mingshu, you can't always anticipate my 'Ice Heart Technique's' advantage." The white-clad beauty named Nalan Feixue's
voice was icy, like the unmelted ice on the mountain peak.
Li Mingshu was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Not bad, another draw today."
"Let's fight again next year." Nalan Feixue danced in the cold wind and flew down.
"Farewell." Li Mingshu didn't waste any more words and hurried down the mountain.
"Master is so powerful! She beat him into running away with his head in his hands again!" Hailan clapped her hands and went to greet her.
Nalan Feixue was expressionless. "Smooth talker." There was a hint of warmth in her voice, but when she turned to
Ding Shou and the other person, her voice instantly turned into ice. "You—go!"
Ding Shou had come with a smile to please this ice-cold beauty, but being told to leave immediately made his smile
freeze.
"Master, they are my friends who invited me up the mountain." Hailan said reproachfully.
"They are not mine." Nalan Feixue's voice was still devoid of any emotion.
Ding Shou laughed and looked up at the sky. "Even if we are unwelcome guests today, to be turned away without even drinking a cup of water
, is this how the Blackwater Divine Palace treats its guests?"
The white figure paused. "Alright, I'll let you drink a cup of water."
"Really! Master really loves Hailan the most." Hailan skipped forward and took Nalan Feixue's
arm.
Ding Shou asked Wang Tingxiang softly, "Brother Ziheng, what do you think of this Changbai Snow Fairy?"
"Hard to say," Wang Tingxiang shook his head.
"Try to say something," Ding Shou urged.
"Inside Changbai Mountain, in the Blackwater Divine Palace, if I'm not mistaken, this Nalan should be a remnant of the Blackwater Mohe, but
..." Wang Tingxiang hesitated.
"But what..." Ding Shou pressed.
"The bamboo flute she holds is made of Xiangfei bamboo, which grows in Jiangnan, but today it's found in the north. There's more to it than meets the eye
..." Wang Tingxiang hesitated, finding it difficult to speak.
Ding Shou interjected, "This beauty from the north must have a story..."
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If they hadn't been with this master and disciple, Ding Shou and his companion would never have imagined that such an underground palace was hidden beneath the peaks of Tianchi. The
palace was filled with interconnected pavilions and magnificent halls, but unfortunately, including Ding Shou and his companion, there were only four
people in the vast palace.
"The roof ornaments are elegant and upright, and the eaves extend far out; it is indeed a Tang dynasty design." Wang Tingxiang examined the palace from all angles,
marveling at every brick and tile. Hailan found his expression amusing.
Ding Shou lacked Wang Tingxiang's academic consciousness. The palace they were currently in was likely the daily living
quarters of the master and disciple. He looked around and became interested in a painting hanging on the wall. In the painting, a woman was playing the flute
with her head bowed, and her appearance vaguely resembled Nalan Feixue. Several lines of poetry were inscribed beside the painting. Just as he was about to examine it more closely, a white veil fluttered
by, obscuring the painting. Turning around, he saw Nalan Feixue place two white jade cups on the table and say calmly, "Drink
."
After thanking him, Ding Shou picked up a white jade cup and took a sip. He hissed and gasped, noticing that
there were still unmelted ice crystals inside. This was truly "ice water." Spitting it out would be impolite, so the second master
swirled the water in his mouth for a long time before slowly swallowing, feeling the coolness penetrate to his very core—a truly refreshing sensation
!
Wang Tingxiang rushed over excitedly, cupping his hands and asking, "May I ask if Palace Master Nalan is a descendant of the Mohe people?"
Nalan Feixue didn't even raise her eyelids, replying indifferently, "So what if I am?"
"There are Tang-style palaces hidden deep within the mountain; if this were reported to the court, it would surely be rewarded," Wang Tingxiang said to himself.
Nalan Feixue shook her head, "I don't care." "
All land under heaven belongs to the emperor, and Liaodong is also under the rule of the Ming Dynasty. We cannot allow these palaces to be lost in the desolate wilderness beyond the Great Wall
," Wang Tingxiang declared emphatically.
"The Mohe were bestowed titles by the Tang Dynasty, what does the Divine Palace have to do with the Ming Dynasty?"
This remark nearly made Wang Tingxiang jump up in anger. "The Ming Dynasty's accession to the throne is legitimate, unprecedented in history. Now, following the Han and Tang dynasties as the legitimate successors
of Chinese civilization, such treasonous words..."
"Brother Ziheng, please calm down," Ding Shou, not wanting to let him offend the beauty, turned and smiled, "This place is blessed with natural
beauty and exquisite craftsmanship; only this place could nurture such outstanding figures as you and your disciple. Brother Wang,
your words just now were somewhat inappropriate; please forgive any offense..."
Nalan Feixue picked up her jade cup and took a sip of iced water, suddenly asking, "Have you finished your water?"
"Ah? Ah." Ding Shou nodded.
"Let's go," Nalan Feixue said, seeing the guest off.
"This woman is so hard to please!" Ding Shou thought, getting annoyed. He turned to
Hailan, who was looking at them with her big, bright eyes, and said with a quick wit, "Miss Hailan, thank you for your hospitality today. Please come to the capital sometime,
so I can show you my hospitality."
Hearing that they wanted to leave, the girl looked a little dejected and asked, "What's fun to do there?"
"There are so many! The Taiye Pond ripples in the clear water, the Baotu Spring gushes forth on Yuquan Mountain, the trees and mist shimmer at Jizhou Gate,
the moon shines like frost over Lugou Bridge..." Ding Shou used the skills he had honed in his university speech and eloquence association to persuade her
. He recounted how the Jurchen ruler, Wanyan Liang, was inspired by the description of "three autumns of osmanthus blossoms and ten miles of lotus flowers
" in the poem "Wang Hai Chao," which sparked his ambition to cross the Yangtze River and destroy the Song Dynasty in one fell swoop.
He even declared, "With a million soldiers on West Lake, I'll stand atop the first peak of Wu Mountain!" Regardless of his fate, it at least proved the Jurchens' boundless yearning for the glamorous world. The second master was spitting as he spoke
, even digesting the sip of ice water he had just drunk, while the young girl remained uninterested.
"In the capital, there's also pickled cabbage and minced meat noodles," Wang Tingxiang chimed in, offering up his hometown delicacies
. "
Brother Wang, have you ever eaten anything good?" Ding Shou was speechless for a moment, but Hailan's eyes lit up. "That stuff..."
"Is it delicious?" "
Oh, the little girl is a foodie," Ding Shou perked up again. "Of course it's delicious! In the capital, there's roast duck,
minced meat buns, winter vegetable dumplings, and cuttlefish eggs that melt in your mouth. The taste of the Five Willow Fish is...tsk tsk. When you get to the capital, I guarantee
you'll eat something different every day. Do you like to drink? There's Jiangnan Daughter Red wine, Western Region wine, and the
famous Rouge Peach Blossom Wine from the capital..."
Hai Lan's eyes sparkled, and her mouth was practically watering. "Can I eat all of these at your house
?"
"Of course. If you don't believe me, you can come with me now." Ding Shou was a little impatient. If the little girl
went with him, he didn't believe that this Nalan Palace Master, whose emotions and desires were still intact, could sit calmly in this lifeless Black
Water Divine Palace.
"Enough!" A delicate shout rang out, and the white jade cup fell to the ground, but no water spilled. The water in Nalan Feixue's cup
had frozen into a block of ice at some point.
A figure swayed, a gust of cold wind swept across their faces, and a pair of snow-white jade palm prints shot towards Ding Shou's chest.
"Brother Wang, get out of the way!" Ding Shou shoved Wang Tingxiang aside and raised his palm to meet the attack.
As their palms met, a layer of frost spread visibly from Ding Shou's palms up his body at the point of contact
.
"Brother!" Wang Tingxiang exclaimed.
"Master!" Hailan screamed.
With a cold snort, Nalan Feixue withdrew her palm and turned around, secretly using the Ice Heart Technique to calm her anger. Today, this brat
had enraged her, ruining much of her cultivation.
At this moment, Ding Shou, still with his arms outstretched, was covered in frost, like an ice sculpture. "Since you
don't want to leave, then stay here forever," Nalan Feixue said bitterly.
"Release him immediately!" Wang Tingxiang shouted sharply.
Hailan was also in tears; she had just made two friends today, and one of them was gone in the blink of an eye.
"If the host insists on keeping a guest in the snow, the guest will stay, but the host will not." With a crisp "snap," the frost on Ding Shou's body shattered
, and to everyone's astonishment, Ding Shou moved freely in the blink of an eye.
"You..." Nalan Feixue was filled with doubt and surprise. Her full-force use of her icy true energy had not been able to harm
this kid. The martial arts world of the Central Plains was indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
"Even a grain of rice can shine," Ding Shou sneered, then turned to Hailan and said, "Miss Hailan, Ding
Shou is in the capital to welcome your arrival. Brother Ziheng, let's go."
************
Ding Shou descended the mountain quickly, with Wang Tingxiang in hot pursuit. When they reached the halfway point, darkness had fallen, and they were wondering how to
get down when they saw lights flickering below. Wang Tingxiang was overjoyed. He quickened his pace, passing Ding Shou, and recognized the
men from the Jianzhou Right Guard searching for them. Wang Tingxiang turned and smiled, "Brother, the Right Guard has come looking for us."
Hearing this, Ding Shou showed no joy; instead, his body went limp and he collapsed into the snow.
Wang Tingxiang was shocked and quickly helped him up, only to find Ding Shou's body icy cold to the touch, as if he were holding a
block of ice.
P.S.: I've been binge-watching American TV series lately, and with all the year-end stuff going on, I haven't had time to write. Yesterday, a friend commented
that they hadn't updated in a long time, and that's when I realized what was going on. So, I cobbled together this post today. I can't guarantee the quality, so please bear with me. Also, Changbai Mountain's Tianchi Lake experienced a volcanic eruption in the 16th century, so 　　it's normal that
tourists won't find the Blackwater Divine Palace.

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