Immortality begins with the Swordsman.

Chapter 46 Temptation

Mount Hua, Qingkeping.

This place is located in the middle and lower section of the Huashan Mountain trail. The terrain is flat and open, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with lush trees covered with a thin layer of frost.

A clear stream meanders down the mountainside, its babbling waters echoing through the valley. Following the stream upstream to the cliff face on the south side, a waterfall hangs high in the air, now frozen into a crystal-clear icefall, lying quietly on the cliff, a magnificent and spectacular sight.

"What do you think of this place?"

Gu Changfeng stood beneath the icefall, looked around, and asked calmly:

Beside him, Chu Buxiu, Feng Buping, Cong Buqi and others stood in formation, followed by many disciples from the Sword and Qi sects.

Chu Buxiu thought for a moment and said, "I think it's pretty good. It's convenient to get ice right here."

Feng Buping looked around and nodded slightly, saying, "The surrounding area is densely wooded, and the soil layer should be quite deep, making it relatively easy to dig a cellar—oh, a cave! It is indeed a good place."

During this period, the allure of the Jade Bed was simply too great for the disciples of Mount Hua.

Everyone longs to experience the effects of this miraculous object firsthand.

But everyone knew in their hearts that unless they could possess the Jade Bed, those one or two brief experiences would be utterly useless. Internal energy cultivation requires perseverance, like water dripping on a stone, accumulating day by day, and only through persistence can one truly achieve something.

Therefore, when Gu Changfeng suggested using an "ice bed" to imitate the "jade bed," everyone immediately perked up.

But Gu Changfeng was not a reckless person. He immediately organized everyone to conduct a "comparative experiment".

It lasted ten days.

Hundreds of people took turns trying both "ice bed training" and "summer-like scenario training," and after Gu Changfeng performed a complex algorithm, a surprising conclusion was reached:

—The training efficiency of the ice bed is twice that of the "summer-like training"!

This discovery, like a tidal wave, stirred up waves in everyone's hearts.

Do you know what this means?

This means that their future training will be much more efficient, and surpassing their predecessors will only be a matter of time.

Therefore, Gu Changfeng made a decisive decision and organized people to start selecting a site.

Finally, we settled on this location.

"So, the biggest problem now is... money!" Cong Buqi said, stroking his chin.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Professional tasks should be handled by professionals.

While they were skilled in martial arts and fighting, they were complete novices when it came to digging cellars. Hiring a large number of craftsmen would naturally require a significant amount of money.

Gu Changfeng said calmly, "I've already mentioned this to my master, and we have no problem with it."

He turned to Feng Buping and Cong Buqi and said, "This matter cannot be handled entirely by our Qi Sect at this stage. You understand what I mean, right? So, you should hurry up and go find Uncle Cai and ask for as much as possible, since your Sword Sect has more people..."

"I know." Feng Buping nodded and left with Cong Buqi.

Gu Changfeng continued, "Chu Buxiu, you should take some men down the mountain now and find more craftsmen and laborers, especially those with experience."

"No matter what, this matter must be started immediately. If winter passes, a whole year will be wasted."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately sprang into action.

……

Before long, while Gu Changfeng was still busy with planning and design in Qingkeping, Feng Buping and Cong Buqi returned, but both of them had a worried look on their faces.

Gu Changfeng laughed and said, "What? Didn't you get the money?"

Feng Buping sighed and said, "We're almost there."

Gu Changfeng asked curiously, "Getting the money is a good thing, so why are you two looking like this?"

Feng Buping shook his head and said, "My master told us to set off for Chang'an immediately. They are going to take over the business of those three families, and they are short-handed."

He paused, then gave a wry smile: "I'm afraid I won't be able to return until before the sword competition. I'll have to trouble Junior Brother Gu to take care of things at the cave."

As he spoke, Feng Buping took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and handed them over.

Gu Changfeng frowned slightly.

He wasn't worried about the cave dwelling, but rather a strange sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Now, Cheng Buyou is in Chang'an.

Furthermore, the fact that these two—the trio from the Sword Sect—might not return before the "Jade Maiden Peak Sword Tournament" confirms that, in the original story, the three were unaware of the outcome of the Jade Maiden Peak Sword Tournament...

and so--

Is the plot following the same old path all along?

Gu Changfeng silently accepted the silver notes from Feng Buping, and said with a smile, "Leave this matter to me, don't worry. But you'll have to do me a favor in the future."

Feng Buping glanced at him sideways and said very cautiously, "Alright! As long as it doesn't violate the code of the martial world, I'll help you."

After saying that, the two left with more than ten disciples of the Sword Sect.

……

……

At this moment, heavy snow was falling over West Lake.

In the vast expanse of snow, a man and a horse slowly approach from afar, trudging through the snow.

Feng Qingyang finally arrived at the ancient city.

He wore a green robe, a long sword at his waist, and his snow-covered appearance couldn't conceal his sharp edge. He walked with composure, exuding a free and easy demeanor, and his expression revealed a touch of casualness and unruliness.

"Is he...is he Feng Qingyang?"

"No way? It's Feng Qingyang, the one who's known as the greatest martial artist in the world?"

"Yes, I've seen him before in Shaanxi, there's no mistake!"

Several martial arts practitioners passing by turned their heads and began to discuss it excitedly.

Feng Qingyang ignored him and led his horse along until they reached a mansion in the north of the city.

In front of the gate, large red lanterns hung high, and a bright red "囍" (double happiness) character was pasted in the center of the gate, as if a wedding was being prepared.

As soon as he stood still, two gatekeepers quickly came to greet him.

"Master Feng, you've finally arrived! My young lady is waiting for you in the back garden, please follow me."

One person led the way, while another led his horse; their movements were practiced and clearly well-prepared.

Feng Qingyang didn't say much, just nodded, and then went into the house.

Passing through layers of corridors and winding paths, we arrived at a back garden filled with plum blossoms. It was the dead of winter, and the red plum blossoms stood proudly in the snow, their fragrance wafting in the air.

The servant led him into the plum garden pavilion, where a pot of fine wine was placed on a charcoal fire on a stone table, its aroma spreading far and wide.

Just as Feng Qingyang sat down, the melodious sound of the guqin suddenly rang out.

A barefoot woman, dressed in red and with her face partially veiled, walked through the snow to the sound of a zither. Her figure was graceful and her clothes fluttered in the wind. When she reached the plum blossoms in the garden, she began to dance slowly.

Her dance moves were gentle and graceful, her waist as slender as a willow, her clothes loosened, and under the wind and snow, she was like a red flame in the cold night, extremely enchanting.

Logically, Feng Qingyang should have already filled his cup and drunk to his heart's content by now, but at this moment his gaze was fixed on the woman who was dancing gracefully...

brush!

At the height of her dance, the woman suddenly ripped off her outer garment, revealing her smooth, jade-like arms. She was now only wearing a thin blouse, making her dance even more captivating...

She has a perfect figure, with curves that are incredibly alluring.

The song ended.

The woman slowly entered the pavilion, poured Feng Qingyang a cup of wine, and whispered sweetly.

"Hero Feng—"

Before she could finish speaking, a long sword was already at her neck.

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed like cold blades: "Who are you?"

"Why must we have known each other before we met..." The woman's eyes were filled with sorrow as she spoke softly, "I have been forced by others and only ask to spend one night with Master Feng to ensure the safety of my family. I beg you, Master Feng, to have mercy on me."

After saying this, she knelt down, her clothes slipped down, revealing her smooth shoulders, which trembled slightly, making her look pitiful.

Feng Qingyang remained silent for a moment, then slowly turned and left...

Soon,

His gaze fell on the dying Akhal-Teke horse, and his chaotic thoughts instantly cleared.

The letter was given to him by Cai Qingyan.

Horses, too.

The Jade Maiden Peak Sword Competition is imminent; is this a way to get him away?

After clearing his mind, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Senior Brother Cai, what exactly are you trying to do?"