All of us are one

Chapter 65 The Art of Double Heart Painting

"The young leader's return to the country is no ordinary matter." Mr. Chen nodded solemnly upon hearing this, then bowed to his granddaughter, who was hiding behind him, and said, "Little Bell, go inside and rest first. I need to write a letter to your father."

"Mmm." Little Bell nodded obediently, then glanced timidly at Jiang Yanming and the other person before quickly lowering her head and running into the inner room.

Mr. Chen sat down at his desk again, laid a sheet of white paper on it, solemnly picked up a calligraphy brush, and slowly closed his eyes.

Jiang Yanming watched quietly. Even though he couldn't see Mr. Chen's face hidden by the book, he could sense an unusual fluctuation, somewhat similar to spiritual energy fluctuations, but with obvious differences, being more profound and domineering.

As if time had stood still, Jiang Yanming, Ling Heng, and Mr. Chen all remained unchanged, without moving an inch.

Swish swish!

After a moment, Mr. Chen suddenly started writing, his brush dancing across the paper before stopping in less than ten seconds.

"Phew..." Mr. Chen let out a long sigh and said softly, "I'm getting old. I felt weak in less than ten breaths. Fortunately, the good news got through."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Ling Heng bowed with his hands clasped.

"As a messenger within the alliance, this is what I should do." Mr. Chen stood up and looked at Jiang Yanming. "Young Alliance Leader, do you have any instructions for your return to the country?"

"I only gave some personal instructions," Jiang Yanming said softly.

"Personal matters?" Mr. Chen chuckled. "Is it about the Thousand Machines Sect? Or about your mother?"

"Mr. Chen, you seem to know my father well?" Jiang Yanming asked in return.

"I do know," Mr. Chen said with emotion. "Back when the Great River Alliance was not yet established, I was a messenger, working for the sect where your father learned his skills."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanming cupped his hands in a respectful bow, indicating that this Mr. Chen was his father's elder.

"The establishment of the Great River Alliance can be considered as fulfilling your grandmaster's long-cherished wish, allowing the sect's heritage to flourish." Mr. Chen returned the greeting with a cupped hand. "If your father hadn't left the Divine Martial Kingdom, the Great River Alliance would probably have already unified the Great River Basin."

Jiang Yanming remained silent; this wasn't the first time he'd heard these words.

"Even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman," Mr. Chen sighed. "Although the leader didn't fall for that, he couldn't overcome the obstacle in his own heart."

Jiang Yanming pondered to himself, "The 'beauty trap' must refer to my mother..."

"Since that battle more than twenty years ago, the Thousand Machines Sect has remained silent." Mr. Chen said solemnly, "Young Alliance Leader, your return to the country may cause the Thousand Machines Sect to reappear. After all, you are also considered half a member of the Thousand Machines Sect. I think the Alliance Leader has reminded you of this."

"Mm." Jiang Yanming nodded slightly.

"The Thousand Machines Sect is different from other sects. Their visualization practice is quite unique, focusing on controlling objects," Mr. Chen said. "If you encounter someone from the Thousand Machines Sect, you must be careful of their weapons and puppets."

"What's so special about the weapons of the Thousand Machines Sect?" Jiang Yanming asked curiously.

Previously, my father mistook the flying sword for a weapon of the Thousand Machines Sect, which suggests that the weapons of the Thousand Machines Sect must be quite peculiar.

"The weapons of the Thousand Machines Sect are unpredictable, and I have never seen them with my own eyes," Mr. Chen said, shaking his head. "However, I have heard that the famous and mysterious sword 'Ten Directions Annihilation' was forged by the Thousand Machines Sect."

"The Ghost Sword was actually forged by the Thousand Machines Sect?" Ling Heng, who was standing to the side, was somewhat surprised.

"It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously," Mr. Chen quickly said. "Anyway, you must be careful when you get back."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Chen." Ling Heng's expression returned to normal, and he bowed to Mr. Chen in thanks.

"Thank you." Jiang Yanming bowed in thanks.

"Young Alliance Leader, you're too kind." Mr. Chen smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand. "If it weren't for the difficulty of your return to the country, I would have liked to ask you to take Little Bell back with you."

"You're planning to..." Ling Heng asked, somewhat surprised, "Isn't it too early?"

"Time waits for no one. I damaged my foundation when I improved the Double Heart Freehand Style in my early years, and I'm afraid my days are numbered," Mr. Chen said with some regret. "It's a pity that I won't be able to see the Alliance Leader return to the country, nor will I be able to see the Great River Alliance unify the Great River Basin."

"Don't say such discouraging things." Ling Heng was getting anxious. "Mr. Chen is in good health and has at least twenty or thirty years to live. How can you say that his days are numbered?"

"Haha, I've come to terms with it, but I still appreciate your kind words, young man." Mr. Chen smiled with relief. "Young Ling, have someone prepare a good guest room for the young leader."

"Thank you for your trouble," Jiang Yanming said, bowing with his hands clasped in thanks.

Ling Heng, standing to the side, bowed and nodded.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Leng Tong, Wang Chen, and the middle-aged man in white standing at the entrance of the third floor, looking in his direction.

"Young Alliance Leader." Leng Tong and Wang Chen immediately came forward to greet him as he came out.

"Mr. Chen, please prepare a nice guest room for the young leader," Ling Heng instructed the middle-aged man in white.

"Everything is ready," the middle-aged man in white replied respectfully.

"Lead the way," Jiang Yanming said.

So, the group was led to a room on the second floor, which was the residence of Jiang Yanming, the young leader of the alliance, at the very back. The others were positioned around the room for protection and communication.

The room was clean and tidy, with understated yet luxurious decor, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

"Is that Mr. Chen just a messenger?" Jiang Yanming asked curiously as he sat at the table.

"Most of the messengers in the Divine Martial Kingdom are twins. After practicing the visualization method, they have a telepathic connection with each other and can better transmit messages." Ling Heng's eyes showed admiration. "Mr. Chen is different. He and his son, Mr. Chen, transmit messages to each other. This is a rare method in the Divine Martial Kingdom."

"Is it because Mr. Chen improved the 'Double Heart Freehand Style'?" Jiang Yanming asked.

"That's right." Ling Heng nodded. "If Mr. Chen is willing, he could establish his own school based on his achievements in improving the 'Double Heart Freehand Style'."

"What's special about this improved method?" Jiang Yanming asked curiously.

"The Dual Heart Writing Method is a common visualization method used by messengers in the Divine Martial Kingdom. One person writes and silently recites, while the other person writes in response. Sometimes the content written by the two people will differ."

Ling Heng sighed softly, "But Mr. Chen's improved 'Double Heart Freehand Method' is different. The two people's hand movements are consistent, and there will be no difference when writing in sync."

Jiang Yanming remained silent upon hearing this. Mr. Chen's method of sending a letter was no different from sending a text message, only the method was different, and the accuracy was indeed high.

"Junior brother, let's rest here for now. We'll wait for Master's reply before we head back to Shenwu Kingdom," Ling Heng said.

"Okay." Jiang Yanming had no objection.

Without anglers and fishing nets, simply leaving bait there is no difference from feeding fish.

……

Shenwu Kingdom.

Among the mountains, there are buildings built against the cliffs, protected from the wild beasts in the forest.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back in the pavilion, looking down at the swirling clouds in the distance, as if he could see the winding, rushing river.

"Sect Leader, Blood Rain has sent the latest bounty list. Someone has offered a large reward for the young leader of the Great River Alliance!" Someone quickly stopped in front of the pavilion and respectfully reported the message.

"The Water-Severing Sword—Jiang Yi!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his voice icy cold, "You're finally coming back!"