klisemfg Chapter 322 Shaking
Chapter 322 Shaking
The sun and the moon rotate in cycles.
Shouyun Mountain was no longer as peaceful as before.
Occasionally, some of Siyou's disciples would sneak up the mountain and try out new magic and military techniques in the dense forest, just like Zhao Qing did back then.
Liu Pan lived with Li Qingci halfway up the mountain. From time to time, he would go to the Peach Blossom Garden on the top of the mountain to chat with Shuyue Qinghuan and ask her for advice on some questions about cultivation.
The houses on the mountainside, originally renovated by Wang Teng, have now been renovated by skilled craftsmen, making them even more magnificent and unique. A clear canal flows from the top of the mountain, trickling through here, straight to Lu Niu County at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.
Zeng Nian, Keluo, Xianning, Qixiu and others would occasionally come back to stay for a while. Although they did not have much sense of belonging to this place, they also regarded it as a place to relax and have fun in their spare time.
Luo Xianning was nominally an elder of the Siyou Sect, but she spent most of her time living in Siyou City, either returning to the Changsheng Sword Sect to practice, heading to Songshanfang to oversee reconstruction efforts, or accompanying her aunt to visit the two families that served as her patron saints...
Anyway, he is always busy, and sometimes he would call Hong Ning to go out for a walk together, or have a small gathering with Qixiu Nian Ke on the mountainside.
In Siyou City, Xueyi Tower and Tianxiang Tower have both returned to normal. Although only the penniless Siyou disciples go there, and many shops are idle and there are no wandering cultivators, everyone is happy to have some peace and quiet.
At least Qixiu and Zeng Nianke were very comfortable.
Zeng Nianke helped with the trivial matters of Siyou Sect, and usually practiced lovemaking with Shen Mo day and night in the Xueyi Tower. Liu Zijing, who was supposed to be stationed here, did not stay here as an eyesore, but lived in Zixia Residence where Cheng Yue had been in seclusion in his early years. It could be considered a nice paradise.
Qixiu naturally stayed in Tianxiang Tower every day. Her aunt and Hong Ning often asked her to go shopping together. She was also waiting for the next trial of Tianxiang disciples in Xianghenhai, Yongning Prefecture.
Unlike the Chu Kingdom's three war-trained cultivators, the Tianxiang disciples of Yongning Prefecture, like the Yunhai disciples of Qianhuan Prefecture, underwent trials and assessments spanning the prefecture for more than ten days...
However, Zhao Qing's family was no longer surprised by this. The twelve meridians of Yujing were different from each other. What they saw and heard when they went to the Purple Pearl Holy Land in their early years was even more grand and vast than this state trial.
Kong Yang and Dan Gui, who used to drink together in the city, have also parted ways.
Li Dangui had already reached the late stage of foundation building twelve years ago. This summer, his spiritual blessings came naturally and he successfully condensed the golden elixir... and became a true golden elixir elder of Siyou Sect.
However, he was also a person who didn't care about things. He took over the Alchemy Hall in Siyou City and converted it into a huge Alchemy Pavilion. He also recruited many apprentices, intending to rebuild his own glory as an alchemist - and compete with Cheng Buyi of Danxia Sect for business.
Kong Yang left the State of Chu and returned to the State of Li to practice, as he originally belonged there.
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The Huozaofang at the foot of Shouyun Mountain has also been renovated and is temporarily provided for the disciples to live in. As for the Lingkuangfang and Dancaofang, they have been demolished and are now being rebuilt in full swing.
The evenings in late summer are no longer as hot, and the kitchen, which used to be bustling with people, is now much quieter.
There are less than a hundred disciples in the sect, and most of them are working and practicing in the counties and towns... They are rarely seen at other times.
Outside the No. 1 courtyard of Jiazi, the old locust tree is more lush than before.
As the sun sets, a cool evening breeze blows, and mottled light and shadows sway on the man's stern profile.
Wang Teng seemed to have returned to his youth. At this moment, he was lying on a rattan rocking chair, thinking secretly that after this period of time was over, he would go into seclusion to prepare for the foundation-building.
Yihan can now refine foundation-building pills. The pills that were out of reach in the early years... don't seem so precious now.
At this moment, Wang Teng's eyes moved slightly, and his spiritual sense sensed a familiar disciple coming from Siyou City.
He remained calm and continued to rock in the rocking chair with his eyes closed, waiting for Yi Han to finish refining the elixir so that they could go to the kitchen to eat together.
Not long after, a slightly tentative voice sounded in my ears.
"Deacon Wang, this disciple is Xu Ping, who is stationed in Changshui County..."
Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes and looked up and down at the young disciple in front of him who was at the fifth level of Qi training. It seemed as if he suddenly realized who this person was. He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I know, Xu Ping, right?"
"Didn't Changshui County just rotate out its disciples the day before yesterday? Why are they back now? Did a serious disaster happen in the county?"
Xu Pingsheng is a young and handsome man. He used to be a servant in the Changsheng Sword Sect, but now he has completely integrated into the new sect.
He smiled wryly, pulled out a storage ring from his pocket, and placed it on the stone table. He bowed and said, "Everything is peaceful in Changshui County. I'm just worried that the autumn tide will come too quickly and flood the crops. When the tide comes, I'll prepare manpower in advance."
"This trip back to the sect is about a disciple's personal matter..."
Wang Teng's consciousness swept through the talismans in the storage ring, and his expression was a little strange: "What's the matter?"
Seeing that Deacon Wang didn't directly refuse, Xu Ping couldn't help but feel happy. "I heard that there is a precedent in the sect that encourages disciples to get married?"
Wang Teng's face showed understanding, and he nodded slightly and smiled, "A male cultivator in the sect who marries a wife and settles down can contribute 300 tributes. If both parties are disciples of Siyou, the contribution is 1,000."
This was a small strategy that my aunt and Shuyue discussed together when Siyou Sect was first established.
After all, most of the disciples come from Changsheng Sword and Xueyi Tower, and their ancestral homes are all over the world. If they can truly integrate into Si Youcheng's family, it will be much more stable for both the disciples and the sect in the future.
Hearing this, Xu Ping was overjoyed. After a long pause, he asked softly, "Can I give you this thousand contributions?"
Wang Teng: ? ?
He seemed to have remembered something, and with a sly glance, he asked jokingly, "Do you want a house in Siyou City?"
"No no no."
Xu Ping hurriedly shook his head, hesitating for a long time before revealing the truth: "Disciple Xu Ping and Guan Xinyan have developed feelings for each other, but unfortunately, Xinyan is on duty in Lu Niu County, so I can't see her from afar on weekdays..."
"Could the deacon please replace it for me?"
"If the affairs of Lu Niu County are too busy and Xinyan cannot leave her post, then it would be fine to transfer a disciple to help out."
After hearing this, Wang Teng thought for a long time.
Then he looked at Xu Ping meaningfully and said slowly, "Lu Niu has been suffering from drought for many years, while the Changshui River is flooded. The customs of the people are different... I'm afraid it will be very difficult to change them."
Xu Ping's heart tightened when he heard this. He bowed again silently with a pleading look on his face.
"Um……"
Wang Teng pondered for a moment, then changed the subject: "Let Guan Xinyan go to Changshui. Fortunately, the sect will open its doors to accept disciples in the autumn, and there is nothing urgent in Lu Niu County these days."
Hearing Deacon Wang's reply, Xu Ping couldn't help but bow and express his gratitude repeatedly.
Wang Teng casually threw the storage ring on the stone table back, and then smiled and threw out a forbidden jade slip: "I have a private house in the south of Siyou City, which I will give to you and your wife for your settlement."
"When you have free time, you can return to the sect and have a new home... Maybe in the future, a new disciple will take your place, and you and your wife can come and help me."
Xu Ping's expression was dazed. He looked at the jade slip and storage ring in his hands in disbelief. His heart was pounding and he almost cried.
Siyou’s house in the south of the city!
Not only will I be able to cultivate and return home with Xinyan, but I can also settle down in the new city. In the autumn, the sect will open its doors and accept disciples...
He bowed deeply to Wang Teng who was sitting on the rocking chair again and said gratefully, "If I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will never forget your kindness today!"
Wang Teng waved his hand indifferently, signaling Xu Ping to quickly pick up Guan Xinyan and take her back to Changshui.
He also reminded her, "Just don't forget to send the invitation on your wedding day... If you want to get married in Changshui, forget it; it's too far."
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"By the way, I can't give you that one thousand contribution, to avoid too much gossip in the sect."
Gradually, the setting sun turned the distant sky into a hazy rouge color.
Wang Teng leaned lightly on the rattan chair and continued to rest with his eyes closed. However, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and an inexplicable smile gradually appeared at the corner of his lips.
I can’t remember how many years ago it was.
It seems that a fellow apprentice has come to ask for help...
And more than once.
"What are you laughing at, my husband?"
In Courtyard No. 1, a charming woman in the Foundation Establishment Realm finished refining the elixir and leaned lightly against the door, asking doubtfully.
Wang Teng chuckled and shook his head, then stood up and held his wife's wrist tightly. "Let's go to the kitchen to eat something?"
Xie Yihan thought for a moment and said softly, "Let's go to Changshui for a stroll. After finding some cakes there, we can also enjoy the lake view at night."
Wang Teng readily agreed, holding his wife's slender waist, and headed towards Danxia's old official road.
"Does my husband remember the past?"
"There's no such thing as past events. I saw Shuyue and Liu Pan chatting and laughing together when I went up the mountain yesterday."
"It's the sect master."
"Uh...I met the Sect Master while climbing the mountain yesterday."
"Then why are you laughing?"
"I was thinking of another person."
"Back then, Junior Brother Zhao sought my help to exchange the sect's mission for Miao Jian's wife."
"Miao Jian must have been very close to Junior Brother Zhao, but it's a pity he defected to the Four Symbols Sect back then. I don't know if he's still alive..."
Wang Teng was naturally feeling fortunate. Compared to Miao Jian, he was now doing very well.
"By the way, we earned another 1,300 contribution points today. Let's go to Shopkeeper Zeng's place tomorrow morning."
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Before we knew it, night fell over the earth.
The slightly cold night wind blew in from Shouyun Mountain, making the old locust trees rustle.
The rattan chair with no one leaning on it was still shaking.
Countless scenes, in this swaying moment... passed away like flowing water.
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Deep in the peach garden on the top of the mountain.
In the huge bedroom, the thin quilt obscured the light of the night pearl, making it seem a little dim.
Shuyue was dragged away by Sihe to practice sword, leaving Qinghuan alone, quietly nestling in her master's arms.
She whispered softly, "It seems that the cultivation of this spiritual insect is not very fast. I am afraid that Qing Huan will need more than ten years to build a foundation."
Zhao Qing gently stroked his messy hair and replied, "After the New Year, when we accompany Hong Ning on a tour, we can go to Guzhou to thank the White Jade Walker. Perhaps there is some magic that needs to be taught in person."
In fact, after Si He's research and Hong Ning's narration, Zhao Qing has already figured out the practice of Baiyu Tower.
Everything is inseparable from the natal Gu butterfly that is nourished by one's own essence and blood.
The poisonous butterfly replaces the cultivator's dantian, Taoist foundation, and golden elixir as the source of his spiritual power.
For someone like Qinghuan who has just begun to understand the art, the poisonous butterfly is still very weak and can only be kept in the body to absorb and breathe in spiritual energy, and the practice is also very slow.
In the future, you can use the rare treasures of the White Jade lineage to enhance and condense your own natal spiritual Gu, so that it has the foundation of building a foundation in almost a hundred days or even a thousand days.
At the same time, there are also many mysterious methods that allow the poisonous butterfly to be taken out of the body and used, just like Qingrao did.
However, the Bone Fairy was clearly a skilled and courageous person. Normally, no one would be foolish enough to casually release their entire foundation...
Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes fluttered, and she slowly picked up her master's strong hand and placed it on her white goose neck.
"Qing Huan is somewhat obsessed with this feeling."
Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head, propped himself up and leaned against the bed, tightly grasped the woman's slender neck and dragged her closer, lifted her delicate chin with his fingers, and looked down at Qinghuan's delicate face.
Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and at this moment she raised her beautiful neck and her red lips trembled slightly.
Her slender legs curled up slightly, and she struggled to lean over and kiss her master deeply.
Between the overlapping of warm breaths.
Gu Qinghuan's eyes, filled with love, closed slightly, her arms dropped to her sides, and her slender fingers slowly closed...
【Gu Qinghuan】
【Life and Death Together】
[Water Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
[Obtain Wood Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
Even though it was nothing serious, I couldn't control my joy.
She rested her delicate head quietly on her master's chest, gently stirred the jade bottle, and then raised her slender fingers to make the crimson on her lips even more beautiful.
"If the master possesses three supreme spiritual roots, I think his future cultivation efficiency will be even higher."
Zhao Qing's heart was filled with emotion. He lifted Qing Huan's face and kissed away the water marks. He said gently, "Don't worry. My spiritual power has been exhausted. Continuing to breathe in and out won't improve it any further."
According to Qingrao's meaning.
After he absorbed Liang Qing's Nascent Soul essence, he had already broken away from the evaluation standards of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Seven-Colored Dao Sea...
It can be considered as the ninth level of foundation building, or it can be considered as the first level of foundation building. In short, after the spiritual consciousness is condensed, one can start to condense the golden elixir.
He could also continue to practice hard to enrich his Dao Sea - Si He said that this was a thankless task and did not have much practical significance. It would be better to spend energy on refining his spiritual consciousness and making up for his shortcomings.
Originally, he often made pills. Without having to cultivate his spiritual consciousness, the strength of his spiritual consciousness and his realm were almost on par with each other. His spiritual consciousness was even more condensed than that of an ordinary fourth-level foundation-building cultivator.
But now that the spiritual power in his body has advanced by leaps and bounds, and can even be compared to that of a Jindan cultivator, it seems that the strength of his spiritual awareness is lagging behind... There is always a feeling of a small horse pulling a big cart.
He rubbed Qing Huan's warm cheek and said, "The Blood Son Trial will be held in a few days. I'll take you with me this time. Let's go for a stroll as a family."
Gu Qinghuan pursed her lips slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Her slender legs trembled again, and her eyes and eyebrows looked even more delicate.
【Gu Qinghuan】
【Life and Death Together】
[Water Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
[Obtain Wood Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification: 20]
She panted slightly and smiled, "Zhang Jinyi has a fragment of the Heavenly Dao, Si He has a fragment of the Heavenly Dao, although their fragments seem to be more magical, but the master has pure joy, it is enough."
"Qing Huan is not in a hurry to practice, he just wants to be a slave to his master."
"Wait for ten or even dozens of years... build your foundation before holding a gun for your master."
Zhao Qing stared at Qinghuan's blushing face, his heart swaying.
Even after looking at this face for more than ten years, I never feel tired of it. I just wish I could engrave it in my soul.
He helped Qing Huan up, picked up the brocade robe that his aunt had dropped, and put it on her. "Where do you want to go tonight? Should we go back to Lin'an County to try the donkey meat buns? Or do you want to continue wandering in the desert..."
Gu Qinghuan smiled lightly and said softly, "Qinghuan is a little tired and wants to sleep for a while."
"Master, please accompany Ning'er for a walk."
Zhao Qingjian's eyes trembled slightly. He knew very well that this was an excuse. How could Qinghuan be tired of accompanying him?
He helped Qing Huan fasten the pattern buckle under her neck: "Then I'll take you down the mountain to have some warm soup, and then I'll pick up Hong Ning to go out together."
"don't want……"
Gu Qinghuan declined with a smile, "Qinghuan has already condensed the Qi into her body, so skipping a meal won't be a problem."
Hey!?
Why aren't you listening?
Zhao Qing laughed frivolously and said, "Slave boy, don't you obey your master's orders?"
The woman's eyes sparkled with ripples as she knelt down and said with a smile, "Qinghuan is waiting for the master to come back and discipline her strictly."