eurekapd Chapter 202 Ruyi Immortal Sect
Chapter 202 Ruyi Immortal Sect
Chapter 203 Ruyi Immortal Sect?
The next evening, after Zhao Qing had set up the formation at home, he instructed his aunt and Qinghuan to take good care of Shuyue, and then took the spirit boat of the Xueyi Tower to Changshengfang.
That night.
A streak of light cut through the remaining clouds, like a star falling from the night sky.
Zeng Nianke controlled the spirit boat and landed in Shangchu Town outside Changshengfang. She looked back at Zhao Qing with her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly, "Then Nianke will go back."
"If there's anything happening at home, just let Xiaoyi inform me at any time."
Zhao Qing smiled and nodded: "I will talk to Senior Brother Liu. After we return, I will take you to visit Elder Murong who is guarding the mine."
The beautiful woman twisted her slender waist slightly, and said gracefully, "There's no need to be so troublesome."
……
Zhao Qing watched the spirit boat disappear into the sky, smacking his lips secretly, marveling at the alluring charm of this beautiful woman.
Si He chuckled and said, "Your praise is a little too worthless."
"How many women who practice cultivation are ugly?"
The pretty face of the white-haired girl flashed, and she teased, "Little slave, do you want to try a mature woman?"
Zhao Qing muttered to himself, "How can a mature woman smell as good as a fox lady?"
Si He sneered: "Serve with all your heart, and the master will reward you."
Zhao Qing selectively ignored Si He's ridicule and went straight to the Xueyi Tower south of Changshengfang.
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It was still the familiar vermilion-painted pavilion. Even at night, there were scattered monks coming in and out of the commercial building.
Zhao Qing nodded slightly, responding to the words of several female cultivators who were receiving him. Then he looked up at the long and winding wooden steps and stepped forward.
After a stick of incense.
On the third floor, in Liu Zijing’s meditation room, the randomly placed night pearls emitted a dim light.
The young man placed two pieces of blood jade on the table. Liu Zijing asked doubtfully, "Haven't you already condensed all the rare treasures needed for the Foundation Establishment Realm?"
"Why do you need this crimson amber?"
Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and said, "If I want to use the blood evil in the crimson heart amber as an aid to refine a spiritual weapon, after collecting all the materials, I still need my senior brother to recommend a weapon refining master."
The eyes of the young man at the Jindan stage flashed with understanding. He nodded and smiled, "There are two Yuanying realm weapon refiners in Xuling City of Qixia Country. I'll take you to visit them when the time comes."
Shen Mo walked in with several spiritual peaches, leaning casually on the table and sighing, "The peach garden of Changshengfang has just opened this year, and there are quite a few cultivators gathered there."
"Shang Chan waited for half an hour before she could buy this little bit."
Zhao Qing looked at his fellow Blood-Robed Senior Brother, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage, and replied with a smile, "When I went to Taoyuan last year, there weren't many cultivators waiting."
He had some impression of Shang Chan, a female receptionist in the Xueyi Tower of Changshengfang. He had met her when he and his aunt first came here.
Liu Zijing casually tossed a spiritual peach to Zhao Qing, then picked up another and took a bite, mumbling, "It's strange that the peaches from Changshengfang can cleanse the meridians, but the willow trees under the desert have no effect."
"I don't know what's hidden in the secret realm of the Changsheng Sword ruins."
Zhao Qing nodded silently, sensing Si He's words, and asked on her behalf, "I wonder what's in the ruins among the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"
"There are no rare treasures, just some ruins. It should be a secret trial realm left by the ancient immortal sect." Liu Zijing shook his head.
"I think it's called... Ruyi Immortal Sect?"
"The withered willow beneath the desert, the peaches in Changshengfang, and the ruined secret realm in the Hundred Thousand Mountains... these three relics must belong to the same sect."
"The Daoist friend from Cuiyuan Tower has recorded it. You will be able to see it after you meet him at Changsheng Sword."
He thought silently for a moment.
He added, "There are many Nascent Soul Golden Cores heading to the Changsheng Sword this time. Once we enter the secret realm of the ruins, you, Shen Mo, and the other foundation-building cultivators will just follow behind."
"Haven't you always been curious about Fenghuang Tower?"
"This time, I've invited a Phoenix Emperor disciple to accompany me... After all, this involves plant and tree demon cultivation, so I need the help of a fellow Phoenix Emperor demon cultivator to resolve my doubts."
After Liu Zijing finished speaking, Shen Mo looked at Zhao Qing and said with a smile: "We don't need to pay attention to these. Once we get to the spiritual peach mother tree, we can just focus on practicing."
"If there is a withered peach tree under the Changshengfang, and I draw its remaining vitality into my body, it should have a good nourishing effect on my meridians and my foundation of Taoism."
Zhao Qing nodded and said, "Then I'll just stay with Senior Brother. I'll have to rely on him to take care of me."
At this moment, the communication jade on his body began to emit spiritual energy.
Before Zhao Qing could take it out to check, Shen Mo also emitted the vibrations of the communication jade...
The two looked at each other, and then each took it out to check.
It was a message from Hong Ning from Tianxiang Tower.
"You and Shen Mo go to the Changsheng Sword first. Kong Yang, Xian Ning and I are all here."
Zhao Qing: ...
Xian Ning is Luo Xian Ning, who was his rival during the Blood Robe assessment... She had just returned from Li Country recently and had already passed the assessment of the Nine Swords Tower in Li Country.
Shen Mo glanced at the communication jade, then looked at Liu Zijing and said with a smile: "Hong Ning asked us to go to the Changsheng Sword first."
"Perhaps Master Chen's beloved disciple has just received the inheritance, and he wants Luo Xianning to take this opportunity to get acquainted with us."
Liu Zijing smiled and nodded.
"Then you should go to the Longevity Sword first, and I will go with the other fellow Taoists later."
……
The cold moon is like cotton wool, and the frost is just beginning to appear.
Outside the Changshengjian Mountain Gate, several menial disciples were chatting idly out of boredom.
"The other day, I heard from my inner sect brothers that the head of Qianyuan Palace came to visit our Changsheng Sword."
"Is she the only female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in the Chu State?"
"Brother, you are a little late to realize it. That day, several streams of light fell on the back mountain. They did not look like the spirit boat of our Changsheng Sword."
"Aside from the people from Qianyuan Palace, there's also a spiritual boat with brilliant purple light descending, it's extremely imposing... I wonder which sect's elders have come, they must be some Nascent Soul stage monster."
"Pan'er, why don't you speak?" A young woman in the middle stage of Qi training smiled and patted the girl's shoulder.
"what!?"
The girl named Liu Pan was startled. She stammered, "It's okay... I just don't know much about the sect's affairs. Just listen to me, Pan'er."
A male cultivator teased, "Junior sister, don't disturb this young girl's thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Liu Pan blushed and whispered, "Senior Brother is teasing Pan'er again... I'm just a little homesick."
"Yo yo yo!"
"Our Pan'er is already twelve years old. In the mortal world, she should be talking about marriage in two years. Is there any man you like? Senior Sister will go and talk to him for you."
Liu Pan curled her lips, turned around silently and squatted on the ground, ignoring her senior sister's teasing.
Speaking of men... the most gentle and handsome man she had ever seen in her life was Sister Qinghuan's husband.
Their family has been so kind to me, but it's a pity that I will never see them again...
"Alright, alright, stop teasing Pan'er. The little girl can't stand being teased."
"By the way, why are there so many seniors visiting us these days?"
"How would I know?"
"There's a rumor in the sect that Master Chen of our Changsheng Sword is about to achieve the state of becoming a god, and they're all here to congratulate him."
"Why did I hear... that you are here to help the Sect Leader break through?"
"Spiritual Transformation! I wonder if it's even possible to reach that level in this lifetime..."
"wishful thinking!"
"Don't laugh! Someone's coming!"
……
At this moment, a thin figure slowly walked towards the winding path outside the Changshengjian Mountain Gate.
In the dim night, I could only barely see... This man was a little bald man with red lips and white teeth, and he was not as tall as Liu Pangao.
"I can't see through his cultivation level! Could it be that he's in the late stage of Qi training?"
"No...it's the sixth level of Qi training."
Outside the mountain gate, the only errand disciple at the sixth level of Qi training whispered.
Finally, the little monk came closer...
He looks only about eleven or twelve years old, but his cultivation has already reached the terrifying sixth level of Qi training!
For a menial disciple, it is no exaggeration to say that this is a fantasy.
Liu Pan, whom they often teased, had only just begun to condense his Qi into his body...
"My fellow Taoists, I am honored to meet you."
The little monk bowed simply and whispered.
On his thin body hung an extremely exaggerated string of prayer beads, and around his waist was a wine gourd.
The male cultivator on duty looked the bald man in front of him up and down and said seriously, "Xu Ping greets you, fellow Taoist."
"If you want to learn from the Changsheng Sword and practice cultivation, you can stay here temporarily. We will recruit disciples in the spring after the New Year."
Hearing this, the little monk looked down at the tip of his shoe, smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no."
"I have no intention of joining your sect. I am just traveling here."
The female cultivator who had just teased Liu Pan asked curiously, "Traveling?"
"travel."
"I, the humble monk Yayoi, have come to visit the Ruyi Immortal Sect under the guidance of my senior brother."
The female cultivator was stunned: "Ruyi Immortal Sect!?"
She glanced at her equally puzzled senior brother and said with a wry smile, "Little monk, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place. This is the Changsheng Sword Sect."
"As for the Ruyi Immortal Sect, we haven't heard of it. Aren't you from Chu? You can't even get the Changsheng Sword wrong..."
A smile appeared on the little monk's face.
"I'm not mistaken. Fellow Taoists, just inform them that there's a monk named Yayoi waiting outside the mountain gate."
After hearing what the little bald man said, several errand disciples couldn't help but look at each other.
It was Liu Pan who spoke softly: "Yayoi... Daoist friend."
"We are just menial disciples, not the brothers on duty, and we don't know who to report to."
She was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Many of the brothers in the sect are all in the Dharma Hall listening to the teachings. They haven't appeared in three days."
Hasn't appeared for three days?
The young monk pondered silently for a moment, looked up at the night sky, and then carefully examined the girl in front of him. He nodded slightly and said, "In that case, I will just wait patiently."
Just like that, the little monk turned and walked away, leaned quietly on the bluestone, and took off the wine gourd from his waist.
"This monk is still drinking..."
"Silence!"
Yayoi turned a deaf ear to the gossip around him. After taking a big gulp of his drink, he looked at Liu Pan and said with a smile, "Junior Sister, do you have a crush on someone?"
"Hey! You little bald guy! How do you look like a monk? Who is your junior sister?" The female cultivator of Changsheng Sword protected Liu Pan by her side and spat lightly.
Yayoi pondered for a moment, then said, "I know a little about marriage, maybe I can help you."
Liu Pan: ...
She secretly glanced at the little monk in the distance, then looked at her senior sister.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, the brothers are all here."
The girl hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked over to the young monk, who was not much different in age from her. She slowly squatted beside the bluestone and asked, "Do you want my birth date?"
Yayoi smiled and shook her head. She carefully wiped the mouth of the gourd with her clean sleeves and then handed it to Liu Pan: "Take a sip and I'll tell you."
The girl took the gourd with a red face, feeling a little at a loss.
I heard my senior sister spitting from behind: "Lecherous monk!"
After a long silence, Liu Pan tilted his head back and took a sip. He felt that the wine was extremely spicy, as if it could burn his lungs...
It was just an ordinary liquor in the mortal world, but compared with the spiritual wine given to him by Senior Sun in the town, it seemed extremely difficult to swallow.
The little monk grinned, grabbed Liu Pan's hand without saying a word, and pretended to look at her.
The disciples of Changsheng Sword watched and laughed from a distance. When they saw that the little bald guy didn't do anything too out of the ordinary, they just watched for fun.
"May I ask your name, young lady?"
"Liu Pan."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Yayoi frowned and shook her head.
"I have observed your fate and I am afraid that the person you long for will never meet again."
Liu Pan nodded slightly, without showing any expression, but made a slight nasal sound.
"Um……"
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, the monk suddenly changed the subject: "I have traveled the world, but have found no soulmate. If you are willing to accompany me... perhaps there is a way to resolve this."
"Pfft!"
The female cultivator in the distance couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. She teased, "Pan'er has gone with you. What's the point of seeing her sweetheart again?"
But unexpectedly, Liu Pan seemed to be possessed, completely changing from her usual coquettish and shy demeanor.
She looked directly at Yayoi with her bright eyes: "How to resolve it?"
Yayoi reached out and took back her wine gourd, chuckling softly, "If you nod in agreement, follow me and leave... the person you are thinking of will be here in an instant."
Liu Pan frowned, shook her head, stood up and prepared to return to her senior sister.
"We can't see each other often, so forget it."
However, when her little hand twitched, Yayoi held her wrist tightly.
Then the little monk said, "There is a way!"
"Um!?"
Liu Pan turned his head to look at the swindling bald guy and asked doubtfully, "What's the solution?"
"I came here across the sea, passing through the Tianshui Lanjiang River. I saw a man trapped in an isolated city. If you go and accompany him..."
"There will naturally be plenty of opportunities to meet the person you miss in the future."
Tianshui Lanjiang River?
Trapped in an isolated city?
Liu Pan curled her lips and pulled back her hand: "Senior Sister called me over."
Behind him, the little monk looked up at the night sky, smiling without saying a word.
The female cultivator took Liu Pan's hand and spat, "You're still crossing the sea? Divine Blade Island is in the East China Sea, and I've never heard of anyone being able to cross the endless ocean with only the cultivation level of a mid-stage Qi training cultivator."
Yayoi smiled and said, "I have the help of gods and Buddhas, so I can travel freely in the seas and rivers of the world..."
He stopped talking abruptly, stood up and said to himself, "Here I come."
The female cultivator was puzzled: "Who's coming?"
……
Inside the Changsheng Sword Sect.
Five Yujing disciples at the foundation-building stage were strolling around.
Luo Xianning, who had just become a disciple of the Nine Swords, was originally Chen Changsheng's favorite disciple. She was now led to the front of the four people and introduced with a smile.
"That's the Sword Pavilion. Normally, only inner disciples can go there to comprehend the sword marks left by the master."
"It's just like the Azure Cloud Wall of Divine Blade Island. However, after the last Lan Qing Gathering, the Azure Cloud Wall of Divine Blade Island was cut off by Master's sword."
Behind her, Zhao Qing and Hong Ning walked side by side, nodding constantly.
He couldn't help but marvel at the changes in Luo Xianning... When he saw her before, she was still a crazy woman.
Now that she has established her foundation, after taking a few more glances at her, he felt that Luo Luo Da Fang was an extremely charming female cultivator.
Si He's mocking voice echoed in his mind: "Why do you find everyone pleasing to the eye?"
Zhao Qing: ...
He glanced at the figure of the Tianxiang woman beside him and said to himself, "Luo Xianning's weapon is still a little inferior to Hong Ning's."
Si He: “Pooh!”
Noticing Zhao Qing's gaze, Hong Ning raised her hand slightly to cover her gauze skirt and chuckled, "How do I compare to Xian Ning?"
Zhao Qing pondered and said, "Each has its own merits."
"Cut~!"
Hong Ning took light steps and didn't care about Zhao Qing's gaze just now.
Among the five foundation-building cultivators of Changsheng Sword this time, Kong Yang talked too much nonsense, Shen Mo didn't like to joke, and only Zhao Qing made her feel that he could relieve her boredom a little.
Luo Xianning's beautiful eyes glanced at the two of them, then looked at Kong Yang and Shen Mo, turned around and pointed: "That's the gate of the Changsheng Sword."
"It was supposed to be the outer disciples' turn, but to make it easier for the many seniors from Yujing to come and go, Master gathered all the disciples and sent them to the Dharma Hall."
"Eh? Someone..."
Hong Ning took a quick look with her spiritual sense and chuckled, "It's a little bald guy."
Zhao Qing also extended his spiritual sense, but there were some ripples in his eyes.
Liu Pan...the little girl who once studied hard in Huang Xuejiu's courtyard has grown up so much now.
He listened quietly to the conversation between Liu Pan and the young monk.
"Friend Yayoi, is what you just said true?"
"Why is it that when I go to Tianshui County, I can see the person I miss?"
The young monk drank the strong liquor and said with a smile: "There is a law of fate in this world. Every drink and every bite is a destiny."
Zhao Qing was a little confused listening to the conversation between the two. Why did they bring up Tianshui County?
What relationship could Liu Pan, a young girl from Lanxian Town, have with Tianshui...
Right now!
Kong Yang's expression changed with shock, attracting the attention of all four people.
Hong Ningyan frowned slightly and said disdainfully, "Let's make it short!"
"Yayoi!"
"The ninth walking Buddha in the world today!"