"The Year of the Demon" - Chapter 114 The Strange Monk

When Xu Yunmu became curious and kept looking at him from behind, even an ordinary person could feel the gaze behind him. When Monk Xingyan stood up and turned around, allowing everyone to see his face clearly, Xu Yunmu felt a bang in his mind and his vision went blank. There was such a devilishly beautiful man in the world!
The monk Xingyan looked very young, and all the extraordinary qualities were contained in him. In the past, the one who was known as a handsome man was Xu Taifu. Xu Taifu came from a scholarly family and was exceptionally talented. Especially when he was young, he was very handsome and had the best appearance. He had the gentle and refined appearance of a scholar to the extreme. With his talent, he was simply a natural weapon to deal with beautiful women. Countless proud and talented young ladies and noble ladies regarded Xu Taifu as the perfect husband. The legend of that time is still vivid in my mind.
Xu Yunmu, who had shamelessly gone to the Wenyuan Pavilion to see his father's portrait, was also dumbfounded. Xu Taifu represented scholars and young men with a handsome and dashing air, like jade and the wind, captivating anyone who saw him.
So even now, many years later, Xia Zhiyue, the fairy sister who is high above and inviolable in Xu Yunmu's heart, said to her father's portrait, "A husband should be like Grand Tutor Xu." At that time, he was filled with a mixture of jealousy, envy and hatred.
The monk Xingyan before me was quite different; he possessed a beauty that was like a demon in the human world, a beauty that transcended gender!
Amidst the torrential rain, Monk Xingyan possessed a pair of enchanting phoenix eyes as deep as stars, seemingly born with a profound understanding of the world's illusions. Holding prayer beads, he exuded the solemn and dignified aura of a Buddhist saint. His nose was high and straight, and his slightly pursed lips resembled those of a beautiful woman.
All of these elements combined create a sense of both malevolence and unapproachable majesty, while the overall effect is more feminine and alluring, capable of conquering any man or woman.
Xu Yunmu exclaimed, "Wow, this guy is so incredibly handsome! Even I, a guy, feel my heart pounding. What woman could resist him?"
When Tantai Xue saw the monk Xingyan, her beautiful eyes showed a strange glint, while the young monk remained calm and composed, holding a string of prayer beads. He bowed slightly to Xu Yunmu and said, "Young Master, my Dharma name is Xingyan."
Xu Yunmu thought this person was truly too enchanting. Listening to him speak, it was certainly fine for a man, but his magnetic voice was incredibly potent for women, like an aphrodisiac. Tantai Xue on the other side was probably already flustered, and her beautiful face had turned slightly red.
Seeing that he remained silent, the monk Xingyan was not particularly surprised. Holding his prayer beads, he stood solemnly before the two of them.
Chess Saint Wu Wenxu, clearly accustomed to staying at Lanxiang Residence, introduced them, saying, "Master Xingyan only arrived in the capital today, and Young Master Yunmu only arrived at Lanxiang Residence tonight. Next, let's appreciate tonight's main attraction, the Rising Dragon Sea Banquet Painting!"
Upon mentioning the "Rising Dragon Sea Banquet" painting, Wu Wenxu's tanned face radiated even more arrogance. Leading the way, he didn't forget to introduce it, saying, "If you ask who in this world, apart from the works of the painting sage Tan Daozi, is qualified to have the exquisite goddess Miss Tantai, along with me, the chess sage Wu Wenxu, and the Dharma Master Xingyan, appreciate its beauty?"
Xu Yunmu, who was walking at the back, knew that he had been overlooked. Compared to these people, he seemed to know that he was not in the same league. Unless a fairy sister came, she could overshadow Wu Wenxu.
Holding prayer beads, the monk Xingyan walked with graceful, lotus-like steps into the depths of the corridor, saying, "As for the painting and calligraphy of the Sage of Painting, this humble monk has long admired them."
Wu Wenxu said even more arrogantly, "This is also because my master, Tantai, is incomparably beautiful and talented, and has formed a close friendship with Tan Daozi despite their age difference. Only tonight can we see the original work of the Sage of Painting, which can only be seen in the imperial palace."
Tantai Xuelun was much younger than Wu Wenxu, but she was his teacher. However, she was very famous, associated with famous people, liked to travel to various countries, and was often involved in romantic scandals, which made the wealthy and powerful outside the country drool over her.
Tan Daozi's original work was only available in the imperial palace. Now that it had been brought to Lanxiangju, heavily guarded Qingling guards had come to watch over it. The further they went in, the more people they saw. Some had come because they had heard of the painting master's original work, while others were young talents who seemed to have been living in Lanxiangju for a long time.
The Qingling guards were all incredibly skilled, truly warriors among warriors and fiercest of men. This was the first time the Shenglong Sea Banquet Map had been borrowed from the palace, and even the Qingling commander, Sun Hu, came along in person, making for a truly spectacular scene.
Wu Wenxu looked down on these uncouth people and deliberately bypassed the crowd, leading a few people into a brightly lit hall. There were dozens of people inside, all dressed in clothes that indicated they were either rich or noble.
The huge painting hanging in the center of the main hall wall is the masterpiece of the painting master, "Rising Dragon and Sea Banquet", which has been kept in the palace for many years!
Chess Saint Wu Wenxu, who was quite renowned, pointed to the painting in the crowd and stood proudly beneath it, saying, "Northern Yan had three heroes and one sage. Xu Taifu, Wei Shentong, and Xiao Chengzong were all remarkable figures throughout history. This painting before us is the masterpiece of the strategist Wei Shentong, depicting the greatest naval battle before the founding and fall of Northern Yan. It was personally painted by the painting sage Tan Daozi to commemorate his achievements that will be passed down for thousands of years!"
Even from seven or eight steps away, Xu Yunmu could tell by the bright light that the portrait depicted a fierce naval battle.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the horrific, fiery red scene, as if they themselves had been drawn into it.
Pointing to the monumental portrait, Wu Wenxu continued with fervent enthusiasm, "Just thirty-two years ago, the previous dynasty's army, boasting five hundred thousand men, was utterly annihilated by Xiao Chengzong."
The people around didn't dare to breathe, all staring intently, wishing they could press their faces against the painting master's peak writing skills to experience them firsthand.
Wu Wenxu, also caught up in this sentiment, raised his voice and shouted: "On the eve of the impending demise, the former emperor Zhaode led tens of thousands of members of the royal family to flee to the North Sea, where the navy scattered and tried to resist with only half of the country!"
The chess master Wu Wenxu, who was speaking, couldn't help but step forward, pointing high and saying, "At this pivotal moment, the strategist Wei Shentong observed the celestial phenomena at night, judged the yin and yang, and in one fell swoop calculated the location of the Zhaode navy's warships. He launched a night attack, killing two hundred thousand people in one fell swoop, which led to the Northern Yan's current strength in both civil administration and military prowess."
Not long after this earth-shattering battle, many people were still longing to see it. Seeing the battle scene recreated by the master painter himself was incredibly exciting, and they all eagerly awaited the spectacle.
Wu Wenxu swallowed hard and continued, "It was precisely for this reason that, in order to record the founding war of the Northern Yan Dynasty, the painting master Tan Daozi, who was present at the time, painted this battlefield scene on the spot. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the masterpiece of the strategist Wei Shentong, representing the highest level of Northern Yan's military strength, and the pinnacle of the painting master Tan Daozi's literary talent. We mortals would die without regret if we could witness even a glimpse of it!"

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