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Chapter 11 Spiritual Qi
Ox constellation?

Altair?
After reading Doubao's conversation, Meng Bai began to question the meaning of life.

Su Xintang actually came from Altair.
Isn't Altair a fixed star?

Or is it that Altair, like the Sun, also has a planet similar to Earth, and Su Xintang lives in the celestial realm of this planet?

Wait, how do we explain the Ox constellation?

The Three Enclosures, Four Symbols, and Twenty-Eight Mansions are simply the ancient Chinese system of organizing star regions.

Just like the three stars of Alakazam, although they are considered to be together, the distance between the three stars is actually tens of light-years!
Also, what is Su Xintang thinking about flying to the moon for?
Is there a teleportation array on the moon?

Thinking of this, Meng Bai simply typed a question on Doubao: "What is the relationship between the moon and the Twenty-Eight Mansions?"

The ancients divided the celestial sphere near the ecliptic and equator into 28 star regions in order from west to east. The moon's sidereal period around the Earth is about 27.3 days, and it stays in one star region each day.

Therefore, the ancients called the area of ​​stars where the moon spends its time each day "宿" (su), meaning the moon's dormitory...

"Is this what '宿' in '星宿' means?" Meng Bai felt he had learned something new.

'Wait a minute, is this girl planning to ride the moon to the constellation of the Ox?'

Suddenly, he remembered that when they were in the He Gu Heaven, Su Xintang had said something like, "Twenty-eight days later, when Taiyin passes through, I will send you to Taiyin Underworld to be reincarnated."

In other words, on her side, the moon really does pass through the constellation Ox every 28 days, and they can really travel to other constellations through the moon.
Thinking of this, Meng Bai felt that a big problem was about to arise.

Su Xintang must have made a mistake. The Twenty-Eight Mansions in her life are most likely just the same name as the Twenty-Eight Mansions on Earth.

The moon here can't possibly reach the constellation of Niu.
No!

We need to persuade her to stop.

Flying to the moon sounds absurd; it's a 720,000-mile space journey—you might just die on the way!
Even if you don't die on the way, what can you do on the moon?

"that……"

"What?" Su Xintang asked.

"No...it's nothing." Meng Bai swallowed back his words of persuasion, realizing that if he cut off Su Xintang's idea of ​​returning to Hegu through the moon...

That left her with only one option: the Pillow Technique.

Especially under the pressure of "possibly being killed by the local gods", Su Xintang cannot be allowed to lose any other hope.

What if she gets desperate and forces herself on me?
I don't want to be a freebie for pornographic DVDs in Hegu.

At present, the most urgent task is to naturally tell her the news that "there is no local god" so that she can stay.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I'm not very hungry," Meng Bai said casually.

"Oh~" Su Xintang picked up another potato covered in soup with her chopsticks and ate it on her rice. It was clear that she really liked it.

Meng Bai picked up his chopsticks again, shoveling rice into his mouth as he casually remarked, "I remember you said before that you wanted to prove something spiritual..."

"The position of the spirit god."

"Yes, what does that mean?"

“I cultivate the path of the gods, and my goal in cultivation is to attain divine status and become a god. The divine status is the starting point of godhood.”

"And then what happens after you become a spirit god?"

"Then you can descend to the mortal realm to receive offerings, and your cultivation and lifespan can both break through the limitations of the celestial spirit. Especially your cultivation, which will undergo a qualitative change the moment you become a god... Why are you asking these questions?"

"Just curious," Meng Bai chuckled, then deliberately added, "So, you're saying there are gods in your mortal realm too?"

"That's natural."

When Su Xintang mentioned this, she was reminded of the native gods of Earth.

She instantly lost her appetite, lowered her eyes, and picked up her chopsticks, unconsciously poking at the food in her lunchbox.

"Well, things are different over there compared to here. We don't have any gods here." After building up for so long, Meng Bai finally said this naturally.

He had to pretend he didn't know Su Xintang was afraid of the local gods so that his message that "there are no local gods" would be credible.

Upon hearing this, Su Xintang, who was picking at her rice, immediately stopped eating.

She looked up at Meng Bai and asked, "How do you know there are no gods here?"

“If they don’t exist, they don’t exist. Nobody has ever seen them manifest.” Meng Bai said matter-of-factly.

"The fact that God doesn't manifest doesn't mean anything. You're just a mortal, it's normal that you can't see the true form of God. Let me ask you, if you've never been to Hegu, would you believe that Hegu Heaven exists in this world?"

"..." Goodness, Meng Bai was speechless.

gradually,
His expression also became serious.

Yes, even Su Xintang has appeared, so how can I be sure that those gods don't exist?
If there really is a god, then wouldn't Su Xintang be facing the risk of being killed at any time?
The atmosphere in the room

It suddenly became oppressive.

The two seemed to be facing an unsolvable problem.

After a long silence, Su Xintang suddenly spoke up: "Do you know anything about taboos?"

Meng Bai did not answer, but asked another question: "Can the dead cultivate?"

The sudden question made Su Xintang look at Meng Bai for a long time. She understood what Meng Bai meant. If the souls of the dead could cultivate, he might be willing to go to Hegu.

But... Su Xintang still shook her head and said truthfully, "If a mortal's soul wants to cultivate, there is only one path to take: the Yin God, but the Yin God is a god of the Three Sealings."

Those who have rendered meritorious service to all living beings in their lifetime may be 'conferred the title of Yin God through merit'; those who were kings, nobles, generals, or ministers in their lifetime may have the opportunity to be 'conferred the title of Yin God through rank'; those who are recruited by the underworld after death are 'conferred the title of Yin God through official duties'; if you wish to cultivate the path of Yin Gods, you can probably only be conferred the title through official duties.”

After Su Xintang finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to shovel rice into her mouth with her chopsticks.

Official title?

This is much more difficult than being granted a merit or a position.

The reason is simple: not all members of the divine family are gods; some are also souls who have reached the end of their lifespan.

The positions of the underworld deities are not enough even for the divine families. How could a mortal soul with no connections or background possibly expect to be granted one?

What about dreaming?
Even if his own path to divinity were smooth, he couldn't possibly secure him a position as a "yin god" within a month.

The best outcome would be if he actually found a way to make money here, then went to the Heavenly Realm to earn some money and use Tao Po to support Meng Bai.

The souls of the dead, nourished by pottery, can only dream of independent movement; what is the point of such a wretched existence?

Thinking of this, Su Xintang put down her chopsticks, and while tidying up the lunchbox, she smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about me. To be honest, I have found another way back."

Soon I will be departing for the Moonlit City. The journey will be long, and we may never see each other again in this lifetime. Cherish this opportunity to return to the world of the living, and do not waste your time.”

"Really? That's good, that's good..." Meng Bai replied haphazardly.

"In the next few days, could you please find me a quiet and safe place? I need to meditate and practice my Qi to accumulate more magical power."

“Okay, okay…” Meng Bai continued to nod haphazardly, then put the box away and said, “I’m going to throw out the trash; it smells bad in the room.”

After saying that, he left the room as if fleeing, ignoring Su Xintang's reaction.

After leaving the house, he walked down the stairs faster and faster, and in his absentmindedness, he missed a step and almost fell.

Holding onto the escalator.

Meng Bai steadied himself, continued walking quickly downstairs, pushed open the security door, and went out.

"Calm down. Su Xintang comes from the Heavenly Realm; she might kill without batting an eye. Where is there any truth, goodness, or beauty in her?"

'Oh, I see. The Pillow Technique must have a flaw; it only works if I'm willing.'

'No wonder she's putting on this act of willingly facing danger herself rather than forcing herself on me with her pillow talk?'

'Su Xintang, Su Xintang, I'm no good. Even if you really died in space, my conscience won't bother me at all!'

Thinking of this, Meng Bai slammed the takeout box in his hand into the trash can in front of him with a loud bang.

In this world,
Many forms of suffering stem from a lack of selfishness.

If you are selfish enough and feel at ease enough, then many problems are not problems at all.

But some people just can't do it; Su Xintang is like that, and Meng Bai is also like that.

Meanwhile, in the other room, Su Xintang, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened her eyes, which were glowing with a faint purple light.

She murmured in disbelief, "Why is there no spiritual energy here?"

after an hour.

It was already dark, and colorful lights lit up the roadside.

After going downstairs to throw out the trash, Meng Bai finally dragged his tired feet back upstairs.

Standing in front of his house, he hesitated for a long time before inserting the key into the lock.

He twisted it open with a "click," and quickly put on a seemingly natural smile.

He pushed open the door and went in, not even looking at Su Xintang. He put the plastic bag in his hand on the ground and pretended to tidy it up while explaining, "I just bought some drinks and toiletries downstairs."

Su Xintang did not reply, but instead sat cross-legged on the chair with her brows furrowed and her eyes closed.

She didn't speak, and Meng Bai didn't say anything either.

He threw back the covers, sat on the mattress, and while stealing glances at Su Xintang, pretended to be playing on his phone.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xintang finally opened her eyes.

Seeing this, Meng Bai quickly put down his phone and asked, "Did I disturb you?"

Su Xintang shook her head, frowning as she pondered.

As for Meng Bai, perhaps to ease the awkwardness, or perhaps because people with troubled minds like to make conversation even when there's nothing to say.

He then asked with a smile, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing? Your whole body is covered in tiny specks, it looks quite nice."

"Sparkling?" Su Xintang looked up, startled. "What sparkling?"

"It's those colorful spots on your body," Meng Bai said, gesturing to the area.

In his line of sight, Su Xintang, who was sitting cross-legged at the moment, had many small dots of different colors on her hands, shoulders, waist, chest, dantian and other places.

White, green, blue, purple, and gold, each dot shimmered with starlight, and it was indeed very beautiful to look at.

However, Su Xintang was confused by Meng Bai's words.

She looked down at herself, puzzled, and asked, "Where are the light spots on me?"

(End of this chapter)