This old man actually said that he was a descendant of Wudang!
When Guhan heard these words, he instantly thought of the unfinished story of the Wudang Pinnacle dungeon.
The survivors of Wudang Mountain were all rescued by the immortal sword wielder back to Yanjing City. Could it be that this old man was a descendant of those survivors?
If that was the case, then these vast and boundless Daoist scriptures could be explained.
These books should be treasures brought down from Wudang Mountain by the descendants of Wudang, and had always been in the hands of the descendants of Wudang.
"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about?
What relationship do we have with Wudang Mountain?
How are we descendants of Wudang?
Is your illness worsening again? "The little brat said hurriedly, trying to cover up the matter of the descendants of Wudang.
"Little Hai!
There is nothing to hide in front of this lord. We have to tell the truth to make up for the mistake left by our ancestors! "
The old man coughed violently a few more times, scaring Little Hai into kneeling beside the old man, repeatedly saying yes.
"Lord!
This old man has waited for more than 60 years, and finally, you have arrived!
The sins of our WuTang lineage for generations can finally be put to an end on this day! "
Although the old man's face was full of illness, he could not suppress the smile on his face. Clearly, the happiness in his heart had surpassed the pain in his body.
"What is going on?
Are you really the descendants of Wudang Mountain? "Guhan asked.
"So you already know about Wudang Mountain!
That old man will not hide it from you. This old man is the 39th generation descendant of Wudang Zhenwu, the 58th generation leader of Wudang. "
When the old man spoke of the identity of the current leader of Wudang, his expression became very strange. It was unclear whether it was an expression of happiness or regret!
"To think that Wudang Sect still exists in this world!" He nodded. "What about the others?
I remember that there were hundreds of Wudang Sect members who escaped back to Yanjing City. What about the others?
Where did their descendants go? "
"Descendants..." The old man's expression became even more pained. "There are no descendants. The entire Wudang Sect is only left with the two of us. Otherwise, the position of Wudang Sect leader would not have been handed to an old man like me, who has no talent at all."
"What is going on?
Could it be that the descendants of Wudang encountered many more disasters later on?
How could there be only the two of you left? "Guhan asked, puzzled.
"My lord is wise. We have indeed suffered a calamity.
However, this tribulation does not come from outsiders, but from our own hearts! "
After saying this, the old man fell silent for a long time. The stiff aura on his face became even more intense. Guhan estimated that in less than ten minutes, this old man would pass away.
"What calamity will come from your heart?" Guhan continued to ask.
"It's greed!" The old man stretched out his hand and ordered Little Sea, "Little Sea, go get Grandpa's brocade box."
"Grandpa?
Which box are you talking about? "
The child even winked at his grandfather as he spoke, but it did not escape Guhan's eyes.
"Bastard! Apart from the one and only brocade box that Grandpa has, how could he have a second brocade box?"
The old man coughed violently a few more times. "Stinking brat, if you don't want to anger your grandfather to death, then give me that brocade box."
"Yes!"
Only then did the child helplessly get up and walk to the side of the bookshelf. He gently pressed a certain spot, and the entire bookshelf began to move to the sides, revealing a small cabinet in the middle of the bookshelf. From the cabinet, he suddenly took out a brocade box.
"Grandpa, it's here!"
Little Sea placed the brocade box in front of his grandfather. The old man struggled to stretch out his bony, withered hand from under the blanket and slowly opened the brocade box. From inside, he took out a pure white letter and handed it to Guhan.
Guhan took the letter and saw that at the center of the top of the letter were the words "IOU".
"IOU:
Today, I borrowed three Six Revolutions Immortal Pills from the Wudang Sect. In the future, I will definitely repay you tenfold.
Whether it is a hundred years!
A thousand years!
Ten thousand years!
If there is a descendant who holds a IOU and asks for repayment from me or my descendants, my descendants must do their best to repay it. Not a single word of refusal is allowed.
Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon: April 15th, 2286. "
After reading the words on the IOU, Guhan's heart was filled with excitement.
Although there were less than 100 words on the IOU, it revealed a lot of shocking information.
First, the IOU was written by Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon!
Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon was the seventh head of the Liu Nian family, and also the first female head of the Liu Nian family.
Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon's talent was extremely high. Before the age of 35, she had already become a peak Immortal sword wielder. She was only one step away from becoming an Emperor sword wielder.
It was said that at the time, all the sword wielder naturally believed that Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon would ascend to the throne and become an Emperor. However, until the day she died, she was still a Immortal sword wielder.
Later on, it was said that Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon's talent was sufficient, and she even had a sword spirit connection with the Emperor Sword of Ether!
Being able to form a sword spirit connection with the Emperor Sword meant that she had a 100% chance of successfully synchronizing with the Emperor Sword of Ether.
However, in the end, she had never touched the Emperor Sword of Ether until the Drunken Monk Jiandi succeeded in synchronizing with the Emperor Sword of Ether. Since then, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon's hopes of becoming Jiandi had completely disappeared.
Although there were no written records of this, almost all of the later generations could say with certainty that Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon had a crush on the Drunken Monk Jiandi her entire life. In order for the Drunken Monk Jiandi to ascend to the throne, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon had even given up on her own hope of becoming Emperor and voluntarily gave the Emperor Sword of Ether to the Drunken Monk Jiandi.
Unfortunately, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon's infatuation did not come to fruition. In the end, the Drunken Monk Jiandi did not end up with Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon. Instead, he became a monk and became a bald monk. He was the only Jiandi among all the Jiandi to become a monk.
After that, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon locked herself up in the Fleeting Family and never came out again. Later on, she married some man and had children with him … Perhaps she didn't marry at all and only had children.
Two years after she gave birth to the heir of the Fleeting Family, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon passed away. Two years later, the Drunken Monk Jiandi ascended as well.
No one in the later generations knew what had happened between them. Even if they knew, they did not dare to say it out loud. No one dared to cause trouble for the Fleeting Family.
It was such a good love story that no one dared to write a book or a script about it. It was a waste of a top-tier IP.
From the contents of the note, Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon had borrowed three Six Revolutions Elixirs from the descendants of the Wudang Clan and promised that her descendants would pay back ten times the amount.
As long as the descendants of the Wudang Clan came to her with this note, her descendants would have to pay back the debt immediately. They could not afford to waste even a single second.
Here was the question. How many Six Revolutions Elixirs did the descendants of the Wudang Clan have?
Yi Qing had obtained one from the descendants of the Wudang Clan and left it to Guhan.
Fleeting Year of Bloody Moon had borrowed three more from the descendants of the Wudang Clan. Who knew how many Six Revolutions Elixirs the descendants of the Wudang Clan had left?
However, on second thought, since Yi Qing could take away a Six Revolutions Elixir from the descendants of the Wudang Clan, it was clear that Yi Qing had a very good relationship with the descendants of the Wudang Clan. It was not strange that Yi Qing would entrust his affairs to the descendants of the Wudang Clan.
Right now, Guhan was not interested in the Six Revolutions Elixir. What he really cared about was the problem of the note.
With the value of three Six Revolutions Elixirs and the promise of paying back ten times the amount, let alone 10000 cc of Sovereign Blood, the Fleeting Family would have made a profit even if they asked for 30000 cc.
Moreover, Guhan believed that with the foundation of the Fleeting Family, 10000 cc of Sovereign Blood should not be a problem.
The Fleeting Family had given birth to a total of four Jiandi, and every generation of Jiandi had a good relationship with the Fleeting Family.
If the Fleeting Family left a few thousand cc of Sovereign Blood for each of their own Jiandi, and then each of the other Jiandi gave 500 cc of Sovereign Blood to the Fleeting Family, it would not be a problem for the Fleeting Family to accumulate tens of thousands of cc of Sovereign Blood.
Therefore, Guhan no longer had any doubts that this note would be able to obtain 10000 cc of Sovereign Blood. However, at the same time, new doubts surfaced in Guhan's mind.
The borrower of this note was clearly from the Wudang Clan. It belonged to the Wudang Clan!
Originally, Gu Han had thought that the promissory note had been loaned out by the Heaven Shrouding Sword Emperor, and that the WuTang lineage was only temporarily keeping it for the Sword Emperor. He had never expected that the promissory note actually belonged to the WuTang lineage. What right did the WuTang lineage have to give such a precious promissory note to Gu Han?
If Guhan was the successor of the Wudang Clan, he definitely would not care about the teachings of his ancestors and directly give this note to the Fleeting Family in exchange for enough resources for his growth. Only an idiot would give it to someone unrelated … For example, the child who was glaring at Guhan right now. If it was not for his grandfather stopping him, this child would have snatched the note back from Guhan's hands.
"Why?
This IOU clearly belongs to you, doesn't it?
Why are you willing to give it to me? "
Guhan asked the old man. He felt that if he did not ask this now, he would never have the time to ask this question again.
"Sir, you're wrong. This is no longer something that belongs to the Wudang Clan. This belongs to you in the first place!"
The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Back then, the Wudang Clan committed a sin that cannot be redeemed even with ten thousand deaths. I only hope that this note can allow the Wudang Clan to redeem a tenth of our sins. It will be worth it!"
"What sins did you commit?
Such a precious note can only redeem a tenth of our sins! "
Gu Han was very curious as to what crime the WuTang lineage had committed in the past to actually cause them to be in such a miserable state.
"Back then … back then … back then …" The old man mumbled for a long time, but he could not catch his breath. In the end, his body went limp and he fell back onto the bed, dead.
"Grandfather!"
Little Sea let out a sorrowful cry and threw herself onto her grandfather's body, letting out a series of tragic cries.