klisemfg Chapter 219 The Correct Way to Open the Blood-stained Robe
Chapter 219 The Correct Way to Open the Blood-stained Robe
Chapter 219 The Correct Way to Open the Blood-stained Robe
This year, the winter in Songshan County was colder than usual.
Before deep winter, the huge Songshan Mountain was already covered with white snow. Standing on the martial arts field and looking into the distance, all one could see were scattered carriages moving slowly along the long official road.
This manor, located south of the official road, seems to have been forgotten by the world. There are no footprints on the snow in front of the door, and it looks extremely lonely in the cold wind.
The morning light is hazy.
Deep in the mountains of Songshan, a huge brown bear slowly came to the official road, and its heavy paws made a faint "crunching" sound in the snow.
The cold wind was howling, and the brown bear had extremely dense fur on its body, which was as silky and satin-like and very conspicuous in this snow-white world.
It seemed a little resentful, a little annoyed, and a little helpless.
The brown bear, which was supposed to be hibernating quietly during the winter, was awakened by the wandering cultivators who were mining spiritual stones in the underground cave, and had to leave quietly... and find another place to spend the winter.
Behind it, a row of huge footprints dug deep into the snow, and rotten leaves could be vaguely seen under the snow.
But the strong wind swept up the flying snow, quickly covering up the traces of the dead leaves and gradually smoothing out those footprints...
The wind is very strong.
The whistling cold signal was like the low whimper of a god, and the flying snow it stirred up was even colder than last night.
The snow is falling very fast.
Hot blood began to flow from the sturdy brown bear's body, but it didn't notice it and continued to take stiff steps, looking for a new place to hibernate for the winter.
A shocking bloodstain was outlined on the snow, spreading like ink.
It continued to walk alone in the cold wind, until the world before its eyes turned completely dark red, until a bloody shard of ice grew under its jaw...
Gradually, it got tired.
Silky brown velvet pressed on the snow layer, and the gurgling blood dyed the earth, outlining its contours in the world of ice and snow.
The arrow feathers that penetrated deep into the skull between the eyebrows trembled slightly in the cold wind.
Eight miles away, behind the brand new vermilion lacquer gate are green steps covered with snow.
In the martial arts arena, the cold and elegant woman closed her beautiful eyes slightly, holding a bow in her bare hands, and a strand of black hair by her ear fluttered in the cold wind.
The vast spiritual energy and divine consciousness carried the sturdy beast corpse back.
The woman stared with her beautiful eyes, and her green jade fingers moved the dark red arrow feathers, shaking off pieces of icy blood.
Beside the stone pavilion, the clear pond was still rippling with waves, and fat and beautiful fish jumped out from time to time, as if they were extremely greedy for the slender jade legs not far away and wanted to spend the winter in the woman's waist.
……
There is a main hall in the small courtyard at the highest point of the manor.
Originally used by the Meng family for meetings, it had long since been cleaned to a pristine state, with the original tables, chairs, and wooden tables now used as firewood...
The hall was extremely cold and empty. The pretty girl wore a woolen coat, and the snow-white animal collar made her look even more fragile.
A fireplace stands quietly in the corner, emitting a hint of warmth.
Next to the stove is a stone table with a jade sculpture on it. The warm jade from the Qixia Kingdom was carefully polished by the craftsmen, fully reflecting Si He's compassionate and holy will.
A wide variety of fruits and meat offerings were laid out on the stone table, in addition to bean yellow osmanthus pastry and various cakes.
Finally... the morning glow dissipates and noon is approaching.
The woman held up the nanmu plaque with both hands, walked slowly to the outside of the hall, and brushed the wooden plaque with the velvet on her sleeve to wipe off the non-existent dust on it.
Then he used his spiritual energy to hang the plaque under the dome, carefully adjusting its position.
On the plaque there are three large gold-plated characters written by my aunt - Siyou Temple.
The courtyard was covered in snow, steam rose from the stove, and the sweet aroma of porridge filled the air...
The woman pursed her lips slightly, took off the soft sword wrapped around her slender waist, and leaned it against the wall outside the hall.
Then she slowly walked into the ancestral hall, raised her delicate head slightly, and untied the snow-white velvet collar around her neck.
She raised her hand again to take off her hairpin, and the bun she had just styled in the morning fell loose, covering her delicate profile and collarbone.
The boots and socks were taken off, revealing the delicate and graceful feet and toes that looked like works of art from nature. She stepped slowly on the cold ground.
The velvet carpet in front of the stone table was also put away, and the storage ring on the ring finger was taken off.
Finally, the woman clasped three incense sticks in her slender hands and placed them on her forehead... She slightly arched her jade feet and knelt down under the stone table.
Three incense sticks were sunk into the incense burner, and the snow-white wrists were resting on the green bricks, with black hair hanging down, stained with a little dust.
Her slender figure was stretched straight, and her forehead was pressed against the blue bricks as she leaned forward.
A bow.
Kowtow twice.
Kowtow three times.
"Shu Yue respectfully invites the spirit of Siyou Country to thank the gods for protecting her husband."
On the stone table, a holy and dignified jade carving stood quietly. The hall seemed extremely cold and empty, and the woman's whisper echoed.
Silently, the palace door was gently pushed open.
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly. She took off her boots and socks and walked slowly. She also knelt in front of the stone table and prayed silently.
Zhao Qing and Qinghuan also came along. The palace door slowly closed. Gu Qinghuan took off her earrings and kowtowed in front of the stone table.
Only the man remained standing before the jade sculpture. He took a deep breath, stroked the statue with his palm, and then rearranged the incense burner...
He respectfully picked up the three incense sticks and knelt down to kowtow.
"Thank you, Master."
The jade carving on the stone table stood quietly, and smoke rose from the stove beside it.
A distant thought came to her, and she whispered, "Okay..."
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On Shouyun Mountain, heavy snow was also falling.
A smile flickered across the pretty face of the white-haired girl: "You still have a conscience!"
The man's thoughts came and echoed in his mind.
Zhao was fortunate to have his master's protection, and he only hoped that the incense of Siyou would continue to be passed down in this world forever.
Si He nodded slightly and remained silent without responding.
Sensing the ethereal power of incense and vows, she actually felt a little heavy.
In this world, she had her first statue and her first family...
But the inexplicable grief and helplessness...came crashing down like a tide.
If Si You's incense can continue in this world, what should I do then?
Can I be free?
Do you want to go back to Shanhai?
Will Qingying stop it?
"Tell the High Priest, I heard there is a sacred Kunlun Hill to the west of the Great Wilderness, and Fengxiang wants to go and see it."
"Your High Priest, we are traveling to the northwest of the sky to pay homage to the God of Zhongshan Mountain."
"Shu Yue respectfully invites the spirit of Siyou Country to thank the gods for protecting her husband."
"Xiaoyi is willing to serve for the rest of her life, and only asks for peace and prosperity for her family."
"Zhao is fortunate to have the protection of his master. I only hope that the incense of Siyou will continue to be passed down in this world for eternity."
The woman closed her beautiful eyes slightly and sighed softly.
When those eyes that were like cold ponds opened again, the snow on Shouyun Mountain... had stopped.
Endless vitality permeates this place, and the white snow melts in an instant, turning into flowing clear springs.
It was visible to the naked eye that the fir trees stretching for dozens of miles had sprouted new branches, and between the rotten weeds and dead leaves, a lush greenery instantly enveloped the mountains.
The cold wind howled and snow fell at the foot of the mountain, but on the mountain it was full of spring, causing many disciples to stop and wonder. The communication jades glowed... and the whispers were crushed by the cold wind.
A trace of pain and struggle flashed across Si He's pretty face. She allowed the vitality in her body to dissipate. With her slender hands, she imprisoned the insignificant trace of incense.
Afterwards, she walked in the air, and her slender hand slowly reached out from outside the seal of Jiuyaotian.
The blood-red dragon shadow became restless in an instant, eroding Si He's vitality and lifespan as it wandered around, sealing her soul and spirit on Shouyun Mountain.
The girl gasped slightly and closed her eyes, but a mysterious shadow resembling a fox or a deer appeared behind her, and Cheng Huang's true body opened its narrow eyes...
The entire mountain was shaking, and low roars of beasts echoed. Even the head of Danxia, Cheng, went to the back mountain to absorb vitality and practice.
Cheng Huang's life force was wantonly devoured by the wild beasts and plants here, and the mountain and sea magic that had been dormant for over three hundred years was once again used...
Siyou, the realm of nothingness.
Qingqiu, fox walking.
Kunlun...the gods descend!
This deity from Mount Tai'a responds to her people with a tiny amount of incense.
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In a manor outside Songshan County, the three incense sticks in the ancestral hall quickly burned out, and wisps of smoke outlined a woman who looked exactly like the jade sculpture!
She glanced past Zhao Qing, made eye contact with her aunt, then looked at Shuyue Qinghuan and chuckled, "The porridge is getting cold, let's go eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ancestral hall was instantly blown open by the cold wind, but there was no snow in the courtyard. Only the porridge on the stove was still steaming.
Shuyue looked at the illusory figure in front of her and murmured to herself: "So beautiful..."
“The snow has stopped!!”
Si He smiled and shook his head, and his shadow disappeared with the burning incense.
Gu Qinghuan's eyes trembled slightly. With her spiritual sense, she could clearly sense... Although it was still snowing heavily on the official road, the flying snow at home had stopped, and a trace of warmth filled the ancestral hall.
I don't know what caused it.
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The wonders of Shouyun Mountain amazed many disciples. Everyone realized something was amiss here. First, a giant sword appeared, slicing through the clouds...
Now, although it is only ten feet away, the mountain is full of spring, which is completely different from the snow below.
But Elder Pei Jin's voice echoed in the sect - no one is allowed to enter the mountain.
The white-haired girl looked back at Cheng Yue in the distance and gently waved her hand, gathering all the vitality in the place...
A spotted kitten from Lu Niu County leaped across the ice and snow and rushed into Shouyun Mountain to avoid the cold wind and snow, but its neck was lifted by a slender hand, and its four short legs struggled for a while.
Si He took a step forward with the kitten in his hand and carried it to the bluestone courtyard.
She gathered all the vitality that had just dissipated and poured it into the little cat in her arms...
In an instant, a hint of spirituality flashed in the wild cat's pupils, and then it crawled on the woman's shoulder, unwilling to leave.
Si He sighed softly, his eyes looking at the circling blood-red dragon shadow, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
She clenched her slender hands in front of her, and a short and exquisite white jade scimitar appeared out of thin air, leaving a bloody mark on her fair wrist.
The crimson and strange blood flowed out... and was licked by the kitten.
A drop...
Two drops...
Three drops...
The tabby kitten that had taken the blood of the Huangjing began to struggle, as if it could not withstand this vast and powerful force. As the surging spiritual power gathered and poured in, the whiskers on the side of its mouth trembled constantly.
Si He lifted the kitten by the scruff of its neck and placed it in front of him, whispering, "Si Bushou, go to Songshan to practice. On the day of transformation into a tiger, I will instruct you to become the god of Songshan."
A light flashed in the kitten's strange eyes, and its tail curled up slightly...
It bit off its tail and left it on Shouyun Mountain, then followed the same path it came from and disappeared into the countryside of Lu Niu County.
In the back mountain of Danxia, Cheng Yue, dressed in a white robe, looked confused. He had just felt the rich vitality on the mountain and also noticed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.
Its vast pressure far exceeds the Nascent Soul realm!
Miao Jian...Shen Su...?
The man frowned and pondered, still unable to understand what the hill he had chosen had to do with Shen Su. Was this rich vitality related to the withered peach tree?
Why did Zizhu Tower forbid its disciples from participating?
He silently took out his junior sister's communication jade and planned to go to Li Country to practice and first steadily advance to the Nascent Soul stage...
Songshan County.
After Zhao Qing and his family had breakfast, heavy snow fell and covered the village again, which made Shuyue amazed.
She used to always burn incense at the City God Temple, and when she was in Lanxian Town, she would occasionally accompany Bu Niang to the River God Temple...
But this was the first time she had encountered such miraculous and effective incense.
Zhao Qing laughed and joked, "Si He only has our family, so naturally it's more effective."
A smile flashed across my aunt's lips. After she cleaned up the dishes, she took out the brown bear she had shot this morning from her storage ring.
"This year we have bear paws to eat."
Zhao Qing frowned slightly. He had not noticed the movement on the official road before.
But it looks like... the bear's body is not yet completely cold.
"Where did it come from?"
My aunt rolled her eyes and said, "I bumped into you by myself."
"I was practicing archery formations in the martial arts arena early this morning when I suddenly spotted a brown bear walking extremely slowly at my doorstep..."
what! ?
Is there such a good thing?
Zhao Qing frowned. It was so cold out there, why was this stupid bear wandering around instead of hibernating?
Shuyue quickly stepped forward to examine the bear's corpse and exclaimed, "It's a nice suit of satin. We don't have to eat venison this year."
Zhao Qing was full of confusion. By the way...is the luck of the Blood Robe so outrageous?
Si He's teasing came to his mind: "Why do you think you can get the Han Guang Sword?"
Zhao Qing frowned: "The master helped me get it."
"Then why did Hong Ning give you that willow whistle?"
Zhao Qing: "Didn't she say...she was afraid I would forget her."
Si He:......
The white-haired girl frowned slightly: "Then why did you become connected with her in this illusion?"
"I made it on my own."
Si He nodded gently: "Very good."
"Miao Yinglin has been dead for nine years. It has nothing to do with you, right? How did you manage to obtain the Five Qi Essence he left behind?"
Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Qingrao gave it to me..."
"Why did Qingrao give it to you instead of keeping it for herself?"
Zhao Qing: ???
"Is that even a question? Of course, seeing my handsome appearance and extraordinary talent, they wanted to make friends."
Sensing Zhao Qing's thoughts, Si He's gloom gradually subsided and no more words came out.
After a long while, she continued, "Do you still remember the past I told you about..."
"When I first arrived in this world three hundred years ago, there was nothing on Shouyun Mountain."
"But the following year, a wandering cultivator passed by and left behind a cultivation book, which enabled me to condense the Qi into my body."
"In the tenth year, a snake demon died in front of me, leaving behind a book of seven magic spells, which happened to be suitable for demon cultivators to use in building their foundation."
"Two hundred and forty years ago, a group of cultivators were fighting on the mountain, and I picked up a lot of jade slips..."
"..."
Zhao Qing remained silent. Si He had already told him these things. She had not left Shouyun Mountain for three hundred years, but she had incredibly cultivated to the level of Spirit Transformation.
Originally, he had already hit a bottleneck before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, but Cheng Yue happened to arrive at Shouyun Mountain to deliver the technique...
So, Si He's luck is even better than mine.
Zhao Qing sighed softly, "It seems that the Blood Robe's protection of luck is really strong, which allowed you to meet me."
Si He frowned slightly and spat, "You deserve to die!"
"The luck of the Blood Robe garrison is not so miraculous, but the Blood Son's luck is already able to trigger various causes and effects."
"Instead of marveling at the magic of Ji Menghuan, why don't you figure out how to utilize this subtle protection of luck yourself?"
Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "What if... I do nothing and just sit quietly at my doorstep for three days? Will something extraordinary happen?"
Si He chuckled and said, "Let's give it a try."