Xiuxian Work Log

Lin Qingyue naturally didn't use the sword to look at it. It was troublesome to put the Tangyuan away, so she would not forcibly take out Pochen unless she needed it urgently.

Now that it’s out, it’s more convenient to do one more thing to avoid trouble.

The entrance to the Bao family's secret passage, Fu Weisheng had already found this place with magic. Ji Fuyou stood aside with a sword in his arms, frowning.

"Where are the two of them?" Lin Qingyue asked.

Fu Weisheng: "Xuanfeng Immortal Venerable summoned them back, so there are only three of us left here."

Ji Fuyou: "They should have run away yesterday, but they can hide so many clones. This must be their hideout. The clones should still be here."

Fu Weisheng: "To drive so many people into the illusion, we need a huge amount of spiritual energy and a fixed formation to maintain transportation. I still need to see if I can find a way out from inside."

Lin Qingyue looked at the tightly closed secret door: "That's a good point, but how do we open this door?"

Ji Fuyou split the secret door open, "Weisheng said he wanted to wait for you."

Fu Weisheng: "Let's go."

Several people entered the secret passage. Because they left in a hurry, there were still some night pearls on the wall that had not been taken down. The remaining few night pearls could barely provide lighting.

Following these faint lights, Fu Weisheng walked in front and broke several illusions. She was almost injured by a hidden weapon, but Ji Fuyou blocked it for her.

Fu Weisheng was startled and took a step back.

Seeing Ji Fuyou's hurt eyes, she seemed to know that her previous actions had caused Ji Fuyou to misunderstand, so she added another sentence.

"Thank you."

Ji Fuyou felt even sadder, and turned his face away with no emotion in his voice.

"You don't have to thank me."

Lin Qingyue came closer and saw that the small piece of skin on Ji Fuyou's arm had been scraped off. The corners of her mouth twitched.

"It will heal on its own after a while."

It's not a bottomless wound, why does it feel like an idol drama?

Fu Weisheng also thought so, "You should have a good rest and let Qingyue protect me."

Fu Weisheng and Ji Fuyou walked in front, and Lin Qingyue walked behind.

Hearing Fu Weisheng say this, Lin Qingyue naturally agreed.

"I'm OK."

Ji Fuyou used his spiritual power to quickly heal the wound and said coldly, "No need."

Lin Qingyue spread his hands: "Okay, then, let's go together."

Three people walked side by side.

Fortunately, this passage is wide enough for three people to walk together, but it may trigger other unexpected mechanisms.

Lin Qingyue: "Can you lift your feet?"

Fu Weisheng lifted his feet and said, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Lin Qingyue picked up the scabbard and said, "This secret passage is really disgusting. How many meters is it built? At least several hundred meters, right?"

Ji Fuyou: "Can you still hold on?"

Lin Qingyue knew that what he meant by this was not that he cared about her, but that he was asking about her situation and comparing it with her.

She smiled confidently, "Don't worry! I can definitely hold on longer than you."

Ji Fuyou: "Then we'll wait and see."

Fu Weisheng: "Why are you suddenly like this?"

Fu Weisheng didn't know the situation, but Lin Qingyue and Ji Fuyou were always reliable, so she just focused on breaking the magic circle.

The light became darker as the secret passage went further back, until it was completely plunged into darkness, and then a beam of light from death to life shot out from the small hole carved out on the rooftop.

Fu Weisheng stood there observing the formation, and the light happened to shine on her face, making it sparkle with holy light.

Lin Qingyue's mind moved, and he took a picture of this scene.

Ji Fuyou took out a low-level magic weapon, and Lin Qingyue didn't know what it was used for.

Ji Fuyou: "Weisheng, can I carve a portrait for you now?"

Fu Weisheng blinked and looked over in confusion: "What's so good about carving this?"

Although he said this, Fu Weisheng still turned around obediently and let Ji Fuyou carve the statue.

When the final product came out, Lin Qingyue took a look and found that its functions were similar to those of a camera, and it was more natural and clear.

Ji Fuyou: "Input a little spiritual power and you can carve it just right. When you need it, just use a piece of white paper to carve it."

Lin Qingyue: "It sounds interesting. I'll buy one to play with later."

Mainly because she wanted to try out the cameras in the world of immortal cultivation.

The name of this magical instrument is Light-Year Flat Stone.

Fu Weisheng has also seen it and it’s indeed okay.

"I have a few light-year flat stones given to me by others. If you like, I can give you one."

Then he took out a variety of light-year flat stones from the storage ring. Lin Qingyue looked at the hundreds of light-year flat stones in front of him.

"How many do you call this?"

Fu Weisheng: "It's a bit rare indeed. Do you have any favorites?"

Lin Qingyue: "I can't take your things for free, so I'll give you something too."

Fu Weisheng was a little curious: "What is it?"

Lin Qingyue: "This isn't finished yet. I'll give it to you when it's done."

Fu Weisheng thought that Lin Qingyue was going to make a gift for her by hand, so she smiled.

"You don't have to return the favor and I'll give you the Light Year Flat Stone."

Lin Qingyue: "But good friends should share. One-sided giving is like slavery and slave master."

【Hahahahaha, this makes a lot of sense.】

[Don't you think it's a little strange? It's been so long, why haven't we seen the Clay Buddha's clone yet?]

【Maybe soon? 】

As fast as they said, Lin Qingyue and the others actually found the clay Buddha's clone not far behind. It was embedded in the wall. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was a mural on the wall.

Lin Qingyue pointed at the clay Buddha, who subconsciously rolled his eyes.

It’s not the real body, but the real body still hates Lin Qingyue.

"Let's go in now and find the true body of the clay Buddha. The person behind this must be inside too."

Ji Fuyou: "Let me try."

According to the most common belief of believers, the way of worship is to wear a blue scarf, light a candle, recite the mantra three times, and then close your eyes to enter the illusion.

Due to the power of the clay Buddha itself, its position in the illusion is changing. When they come out of the illusion, their corresponding positions are also in reality.

Ji Fuyou quickly sat down as required, and finally closed his eyes and grabbed the hands of Lin Qingyue and Fu Weisheng.

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When I opened my eyes again, I was in a farmland!

There are endless farmlands all around. It is the spring sowing time now. Several men and women wearing old clothes are working in the fields with their hands pushing farm tools. The old man is planting rice seedlings in the back. Even a few children have pushed up their trouser legs and are helping from behind.

Lin Qingyue, Fu Weisheng and Ji Fuyou were too conspicuous, and they didn't react in time, so they were discovered by them as expected.

"Who are they?"

"You're wearing something beautiful."

"This is a noble man, you can't look directly at him, lower your head!"

"Why should I bow my head? Will the noble man give me money?"

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"This is..." Lin Qingyue looked at Ji Fuyou: "Could it be an illusion from my previous memories?"

Ji Fuyou: "I don't know why I'm here as soon as I come in."