Gu Daoist Master Chapter 13

Around three hundred years ago, a genius appeared in the Ancient Moon clan.

His talents were extraordinary. Only at a young age, but he had already cultivated to a level five Gu Master, with a great possibility of reaching even higher. He was famous in the Green Thatch Mountain, shining with brilliant light, he became the person whom everyone in the clan entrusted their hopes to.

He was the legendary fourth generation clan's head in the history of the Ancient Moon clan.

Unfortunately, with the purpose of protecting the clan's members, the fourth generation clan's head had to confront the devilish level five Gu Master - Hua Jiu monk. After a fierce battle, he had beaten up Hua Jiu monk. Moreover, he made that demon bow down on the ground begging for mercy.

However, in the end, right when the fourth clan's head was being careless, Hua Jiu the monk sneaked an attack on him.

The fourth generation clan's head was enraged, he killed Hua Jiu monk. But due to his severe wounds, he had died young.

This tragic folklore was still being pa.s.sed down to present, as part of the way that the member of the Ancient Moon clan used to eulogize him.

Nonetheless, Fang Yuan understood. Such a story could not be trusted completely. , because there was a big hole in the story itself.

In his previous life, about a month after, the Gu Master decided to get drunk because he was heartbroken. He then got dead drunk, laying outside of the mountain stronghold. As the fragrance of wine was circulating in the air, it had unexpectedly lured over a Wine Gu.

The Gu Master chased after the Wine Gu only to find out a secret cave with Hua Jiu monk's corpse. At the same time, he could also find Hua Jiu monk's hidden legacy.

The Gu Master then returned to the clan to inform this, creating a huge sensation at the time.

As the storm was ceasing, he had gained his benefits. Not only was he be able to obtain the Wine Gu, but he also got his cultivation base increased. His ex-girlfriend had also come back to him. These had made him become the man of the moment at the time.

The folklore was being pa.s.sed down one generation after another, making the later version more different than the last one. However, in Fang Yuan's memory, even though the way that Gu Master had found out the legacy was quite trustworthy, he still doubted that there was still a hidden truth behind it.

"At first I did not figure it out. But that day when I was searching while a.n.a.lyzing, I realized something was not right." The night was getting thicker. Fang Yuan was wandering in the bamboo forest around the mountain stronghold as he was trying to organize every clue he had.

"If I were him, when I find out the hidden legacy of Hua Jiu monk, why would not I keep everything for myself? Why do I need to inform the entire sect? Without talking about the honor of the clan, everyone has something called greed. In the end, what could be the thing that makes him be willing to ignore his own benefits and go to report to the higher authority in the clan?"

The truth was buried under the foggy history. Fang Yuan silently thought, but could not come up with any answer.

Anyhow, there weren't not enough clues. He only had two, but the two were also half true half fake, and could not be trusted completely.

Fang Yuan could not help but think about himself, "No matter what, after buying this jug of Green Bamboo Wine, I only have two Primeval Stones left. If I could not find the legacy, then it's going to be problematic. This time I am betting all on this single throw!"

Though, if he were to cultivate the Gu, he would not have enough Primeval Stones. On the contrary, if he invested in this high-end wine, it would increase the success rate.

If it was someone else, the majority of people would slowly collect Primeval Stones.

But to Fang Yuan, the efficiency of this move was too low. He was willing to risk and bet for once.

People that walked on the Demon Way always loved to take risks.

At present.

On the night that was getting deeper, the spring moon was like a bow.

The cloud covering the moonlight was as giving it a layer of gauze.

Because it had been raining for three days straight, the mountain atmosphere was all washed away, left with only pure fresh air.

Such fresh air was like a sheet of white paper, even better for spreading the fragrance of the wine. This was one of the reasons why Fang Yuan believed that today was the day.

"There is only this area left that I haven't searched," Walking towards a bamboo forest, he stopped his footsteps.

The previous seven days of searching weren't useless. It at least proved that Hua Jiu monk had not died in those areas.

This was the second reason.

Inside the bamboo forest, gra.s.ses were lavish, with an abundance of white flowers and straight bamboo poles.

As Fang Yuan opened the wine jug, the dense fragrance of the wine instantly rushed into his nostrils.

Green Bamboo Wine could be considered the best wine in the Ancient Moon Mountain Stronghold. This was the third reason.

"With three reasons like this, if I want to succeed, it has to be tonight!" Fang Yuan silently encouraged himself on one side. On the other side, he t.i.tled the wine jug, and slowly poured some wine on a stone.

If those previous hunters had seen this, they would have been pained till death. This wine freaking costed two Primeval Stones...

But Fang Yuan could not care less.

The scent of wine was spreading quickly. In the night, the slow spring breeze carrying the f.a.grance of the wine gradually permeated the entire bamboo forest.

Fang Yuan stood at one place and smelled the scent of the wine. After a while, nothing had happened.

He could only hear the sound of nightingales not far from there. The sound was as if it was coming from a string of silver bells.

His eyes were calm as this was not unexpected. He turned around and started to walk to another area around hundreds of meters away.

Right there, he did the same things, pouring the wine and waiting in one spot for a short period.

Times after times, when he had tried out numerous areas, having poured the wine several times, the jug of Green Bamboo Wine was finally getting lighter.

"One last time." Fang Yuan deeply sighed inside. He toppled the jug of wine, turning the jug upside down to let all the remaining wine fall downwards.

As the wine was poured into the bush, the gra.s.ses were swaying non-stop. The wildflowers were all bowing their heads slightly over when being poured over by the wine.

Fang Yuan stood still. With his last string of hope, he attentively looked around.

Right now, it was already late at night.

A thick layer of black clouds were shielding the moonlight.

The darkness was like a layer of curtain cloth, covering this bamboo forest.

The whole surroundings was silent. One by one, green bamboo was standing straight by themselves. They left only a line cutting straight down from above in Fang Yuan's eyes.

He was inaudibly standingin one place. He could clearly feel his breathing, as well as sensing the last speck of hope inside his heart. Followed the time which was pa.s.sing by, as nothing had happened.

"Still a failure?" He whispered to himself, "With three advantages all gathered tonight, I still could not succeed in finding any traces of that Wine Gu. This means the successful rate will be even lower in the future. I only have two Primeval Stones left and I still have to cultivate the Moonlight Gu. I can't continue risking."

The result of risking usually wasn't like what people expected. But if the result was like what one wanted, then the ending result would be tremendous.

Fang Yuan loved risking, but he wasn't addicted to it. He wasn't the stubborn one, who only wanted to overturn the situation.

He understood clearly his limit, and that was his capital.

The five hundred years of experiences told him that it was now time to stop.

Sometimes, life was like this. Having a goal was something brilliant. It was always br.i.m.m.i.n.g with enticing charm. It seemed within their reach, but they still could not achieve it even after putting all their efforts in. This made people stubbornly toss around besides it, thinking about other methods.

"This charm of this life also lies on the fact that it always lacks of better options." Fang Yuan bitterly smiled, shook his head and turned around.

But right at that time.

A wind flew by, like a gentle hand that gently pa.s.sed by the cloudy dark sky.

The clouds slowly opened up, revealing the hidden crescent moon.

The curved crescent moon was hanging up in the sky, like a white jade cup, pouring down the moonlight as clear as water to the ground.

The moonlight was shining on the bamboo forest, atop of the stone, the stream in the mountain, and on Fang Yuans's body.

Fang Yuan was wearing chaste clothing. His young visage which was shone on by the moonlight was getting even paler.

Darkness disappeared in a flash, leaving an area which was full of crystallized frost like snow.

Seemed like they were being attracted to the moonlight, the nightingale started to chirp once again. This time, it was not one, but countless of birds that surrounded this bamboo forest had started to respond to each other.

At the same time, the crickets which were living in this great mountains also joined in, chanting out loud the melody of vitality.

They were only active at night. On their bodies, the particular red light of insects was illuminating. Right now, as they were gathering up, a flock of insects was radiating light like cornelians.

Fang Yuan glanced at them. The group of crickets were like a flow of jumping red water. They stamped on the wild flowers and gra.s.ses and gathered under the moonlight inside this bamboo forest.

Inside the bamboo forest which was like a transparent pond, the jasper color green spear bamboos were sparkling with jade-like halo.

A glimpser of hope appeared in the darkest time. The nature at this moment had displayed its enchanting and alluring beauty in front of Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan unconsciously stopped his footsteps. He felt like he was put inside of a fairyland.

Initially, he wanted to turn around and walk away, but now he could not help but followed his intuition to look back.

That bush which was covered with Green Bamboo Wine slightly swayed in the wind, but still, nothing had appeared.

Fang Yuan mockingly smiled, he retrieved his glance.

However.

He did not think as he was raising his eyes, he saw a speck of a white snow shadow.

This snow shadow was lying on a green spear bamboo not far from him. Under the moonlight, it was like a round pearl.

Fang Yuan fiercely widened his eyes. His body slightly shook as his heart was shaking vigorously, it was now beating frantically.

It was the Wine Gu!