Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 198 What is the world?

"Heyang Mountain, White Horse Temple..."

Zhao Qing stared at the dilapidated temple and muttered to himself.

Who would have thought that in this small Heyang County, there would be such a magical Taoist temple.

Although he only used his spiritual sense to explore from a distance and did not sense anything unusual, the look from the old monk just now made him shudder.

At this moment, he thought to himself, "Is that old monk looking at us, or at Qing Huan?"

In his mind, Si He’s Yin Hua rippled slightly.

She whispered, "He's looking at... the Tai'a Seal."

Look at the Tai'a Seal! ?

Zhao Qing was a little surprised for a moment. He silently looked up at the scorching sun beyond the clouds, not knowing whether the protection of his blood-stained robe was really that effective.

He gently stroked Qing Huan, who was lost in thought, and whispered, "You two go back to the county first. I'll go over and take a look at the situation. There shouldn't be any danger."

After these words were spoken, Zhou Xiaoyi looked at Shuyue silently, and the two nodded slightly as they looked at each other.

But the distraught woman in his arms sighed slightly.

Gu Qinghuan said softly, "Master, don't go. Sister will be fine... Let her rest."

She broke free from Zhao Qing's embrace, looked back at her sisters and master who were accompanying her, and a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

"So my last name is Li!"

Seeing Qinghuan's slightly stiff smile, Zhou Xiaoyi nodded slightly in response.

Shuyue, however, had a bitter look on her face and remained silent.

There is actually not much difference between her and Qinghuan.

The only difference is... When Wang Shuyue was young, she was accompanied by her father.

Qinghuan, however, had never seen her father, and even once thought that her sister's surname was Gu, and her own was also Gu.

To be more precise.

For the first twenty years of her life, she always believed that she had no parents and could only depend on her sister.

……

At this moment, a faint spiritual aura emanated from Zhao Qing's body, which was the unique spiritual vibration of the communication jade.

He sighed softly and took out the gleaming white jade.

It was a message from Hong Ning of Tianxiang Tower...

"Not in Songshan?"

Seeing Hong Ning asking this question, Zhao Qing's expression changed slightly.

Wasn't Hong Ning exploring the ancient ruins in Li Country? Why is she back so soon?

He used his spiritual power to inscribe his reply on the communication jade.

"I'll be back soon, but what's the matter?"

Hong Ning: "Fellow Daoist Liu asked me to bring you a puppet. Find me when you get to Songshan."

Fellow Daoist Liu?

After a little thought, Zhao Qing sorted out the current situation.

Liu Zijing must have met Hong Ning and the others in Li State, and then helped him purchase a puppet from the disciples of Shattered Star, and asked Hong Ning to bring it back to Chu State...

As for Liu Zijing and Cheng Yue, the Jindan cultivators, they should still be exploring the ruins in Liguo.

Zhao Qing simply calmed down, met his aunt's slightly puzzled gaze, and said softly, "Hong Ning has returned to Songshan."

He thought for a moment and continued to record the message on the communication jade, saying, "It's a good opportunity to find out what's going on at the White Horse Temple."

……

Songshanfang, the third floor of the Blood Robe Building.

The shopkeeper Zeng Nianke and the garrison officer Zhao Qing were not here, but there were a few other Yujing disciples here.

A young man in a black robe leaned against the window, staring quietly at the auction house on the second floor... This man was Shen Mo from Changshengfang.

Next to the tea table behind him, a man and a woman were chatting casually.

They both have the same foundation-building cultivation...

One of them was Kong Yang from Cuiyuan Tower, who once used the Emerald Mandarin Duck to ask Zhao Qing about Miao Jian... He also discovered the ancient ruins under the desert of Li Kingdom.

The other female cultivator with a slight smile on her face was Hong Ning, who had just communicated with Zhao Qing.

The communication jade on the tea table glowed faintly.

The woman's slender hand gently brushed over it and checked the message on it.

Zhao Qing: "There is a White Horse Temple on Heyang Mountain in Tianshui County. Do you know what this place is? It's quite strange."

White Horse Temple?

Hong Ning raised her beautiful eyes, looked at Kong Yang and said with a smile: "Heyang Mountain, White Horse Temple, what place is it?"

Across from her, the young cultivator from the Cuiyuan lineage frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "Is Zhao Qing in Heyang Mountain?"

He pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, "Seven hundred and twenty years ago, the Chu State and the Li State were still one, surrounded by the vast ocean in the easternmost part of Yongning Prefecture..."

"Back then, this place was a land of chaos and demons, rampant with evil. Only after the Twelve World Walkers of Yujing restored order was the country established, bounded by the vast desert..."

"South of the desert is the State of Chu, and north of the desert is the State of Li."

"This Heyang Mountain was once the monastery of the world-traveling master of the Bodhi lineage. However, seven hundred years have passed, and that Nascent Soul-level master has long since become a deity and become a core disciple of the Bodhi Tower. He has never returned to the State of Chu."

"So there are no disciples of the Bodhi lineage in the Chu State..."

Kong Yang's voice gradually fell.

Hong Ning couldn't help but roll her eyes and complained, "So much nonsense."

She picked up Zhao Qing's communication jade and replied, "It might be the temple left behind by Bodhi. I'll tell you when I get back."

·

Three days later.

A spiritual boat rose into the sky from the Xueyi Tower in Tianshuifang, dispersing the clouds in the sky and returning straight to Songshan County.

Zeng Nianke stood on the spirit boat, silently watching the drifting clouds around him, wondering what he was thinking.

In the quiet room shrouded by the formation, Zhao Qing twirled the communication jade in his hand and discussed the matters concerning the White Horse Temple with Si He.

"What is the cultivation level of that old monk?"

Si He said quietly, "He never made a move, so I don't know."

"But the one who can sense the existence of the Tai'a Seal is definitely not an ordinary cultivator... He must have been to the Mountain and Sea Realm!"

Been to the Mountain and Sea Realm!?

Zhao Qing couldn't help but tremble with fear.

He had known for a long time that Cuiyuan Tower could lead to other worlds, but when he thought about the monk who had traveled through the heavens, Zhao Qing still felt incredible.

He couldn't help but think of what happened to him in the Dan Tower of Zizhu Tower.

The seventh Purple Pearl cultivator, Yin Hong, had once given him a pair of high heels, a magical treasure that only Nascent Soul cultivators could use...

But the seventh one is at the Golden Core level...

Zhao Qing silently recalled the situation at that time.

It was obvious that the rules of the Danta Trial were set by several of Zizhu's walkers. The first level was under the control of the seventh walker, the second level was under the control of the sixth walker, and the third level was under the control of the fifth walker...

He suddenly realized that among these three people, one must have been to the Shenzhou Realm, but he didn't know who it was.

From this perspective, the fact that Bodhi Tower could travel to the Mountain and Sea Realm wasn't so unbelievable...

Unconsciously, a bold guess emerged in Zhao Qing's mind.

This so-called traveling around the world!

What kind of world are we walking in?!

Chu? Yongning Prefecture? Or the ninety prefectures of the world!?

Or...under the heavens!

If everyone on the twelfth floor could travel to other worlds...

Si He's Yin Hua caused ripples, soothing Zhao Qing's thoughts.

She whispered, "Don't worry."

"Um……"

Zhao Qing immediately put away Hong Ning's communication jade and stopped thinking about these things that were too far away.

If I had the chance to become a Blood Robe Walker, the secrets would naturally reveal themselves to me...

Now that he knew that the White Horse Temple was not some evil place but the Yujing Taoist Temple, a stone in his heart gradually fell to the ground.

"If you want to see Sister in the future, we can accompany you."

He said this to Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan had already calmed down. At this moment, she chuckled and shook her head: "Let my sister rest for a few years first."

……

Zhao Qing leaned lightly in his aunt's arms, feeling filled with emotion.

Looking back at the years of cultivation over the past few years, I have unknowingly reached this point... Even after becoming a blood son, I have the opportunity to participate in the world's walking competition trials.

But he was no longer so anxious at this moment.

Especially after meeting the old monk hidden in the ancient temple...

Twenty-eight years ago, there was an orphan girl named Li Qingci in Jiaoping County, Tianshui Commandery, who secretly got engaged to a man named Gu.

But when she was pregnant, she was abandoned like a worn-out shoe.

Li Qingci, who had no one to rely on in this life, finally gave birth to the fetus in her belly...it was a daughter.

Since then, Jiaoping County has had a pair of sisters thirteen years apart.

Gu Qingci, Gu Qinghuan.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh. It's still too early to get married in this secular world.

Shuyue observed mourning for three years until she was eighteen.

Ordinary women usually get married when they first reach puberty...

……

From then on, Gu Qingci and his sister struggled to survive in the mundane world. Later, the Lancang River overflowed, and Jiaoping County was hit by floods...

There was a new prostitute in Heyang County who was hanging around in the willow-smoking areas, and she was accompanied by a little girl.

Every time Zhao Qing heard Qinghuan talk about the past, he always sighed.

Li Qingci, who was an orphan, had lived a life that seemed extremely absurd... Perhaps, in the year when the Lancang River overflowed, it was destined that a White Horse Temple would take her in.

Is this considered a fairy fate?

It would be better to say that it is a little compensation after fate played a trick on me.

If Li Qingci hadn't met that unfaithful man, perhaps the story would have had a different ending...

Si He sensed Zhao Qing's thoughts and chuckled, "Maybe this is just the beginning of the story?"

"Isn't that what's written in the storybook?"

Let’s start?

Zhao Qing remained silent.

The stars in the night sky look down on all the stories in the world.

From ancient times to the present, time has passed slowly.

Mountains and rivers are different, but the wind and moon are the same.

The path of spiritual practice is as vast as smoke, and there are endless stories waiting for you to see and hear.

But Zhao Qing felt tired for no reason.

I just feel that if I can live a peaceful life with the three women around me, my life will be worthwhile...

Si He chuckled and said, "What about me?"

Zhao Qing: ...

"Let's talk about it later."

……

The next day, early morning.

Outside Songshanfang, in the manor where Zhao Qing's family lives.

Three guests arrived...

Shen Mo stepped onto the green steps and said softly, "At that time, I liked this place because it was quiet and suitable for you to settle down."

Zhao Qing took Qing Huan for a leisurely stroll. He smiled and replied, "I haven't thanked Senior Brother for the gift of the house yet. I'll ask Shu Yue to cook a few more of her specialties tonight."

"I always said that I would come to your house for a drink, but I didn't have the chance until now." Hong Ning, wearing a goose yellow gauze skirt, stepped into the stone pavilion early, looking very familiar.

A moment later, five Yujing monks took their seats in the stone pavilion.

Zhao Qing, Qing Huan, and Shen Mo are all disciples of the Blood Robe School... In addition, there are Hong Ning from the Tianxiang lineage and Kong Yang from Cuiyuan Tower.

A glimmer of light flashed across the woman's slender fingers.

A puppet in a plain white dress appeared on the stone table... She had fair arms, and a tight, plump, and slightly vulgar figure.

The lifelike jade feet and slender toes are exposed in front of everyone, and the small and delicate feet look so... seductive.

Three thousand strands of black hair swayed in the wind. I don’t know what material they were made of, but they looked extremely delicate and had a hint of fragrance.

Hong Ning's beautiful eyes were full of teasing as she glanced at the three men in front of her: "How do you compare to me?"

Zhao Qing: ...

He lowered his head shyly, looking at the small embroidered shoes under Qinghuan's slender legs, and remained silent.

Kong Yang responded nonchalantly: "She's much more rounded than you."

Her beautiful red lemon eyes glared fiercely as she took out five more facial skins, each with its own unique style. "Fellow Daoist, you can replace the puppet's cheeks at will... If they're not enough, you can buy more."

"But the waist has already been engraved with the array pattern, so it can't be modified at will."

When Zhao Qing heard this, he held back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Why does it sound like...I have to sleep with a puppet tonight?

Kong Yang smiled and said, "A puppet at the Foundation Establishment stage can use certain spiritual power techniques after helping it refine the spirit stone into its body, but it cannot use the divine consciousness secrets."

"It's feasible to use it to guard the house and control the spirit boat, but if you want to use it to fight the enemy, it's better to have a helper who has reached the ninth level of Qi training."

"Of course. I've asked for your information. This is a new puppet that has never been used before. It can serve you in bed."

Zhao Qing's eyes flickered, and he looked carefully at the five pieces of face scattered in front of him.

Her dark eyebrows are like smoke...her cherry lips are like a painting...her nose and eye sockets look so delicate!

After exchanging a glance with Qing Huan, he looked at Kong Yang and said sternly, "Daoyou really knows how to joke."

How could I, Zhao Qing, sleep with a puppet?

unless……

Shen Mo pondered aside and said, "A total of 120,000 spirit stones, but you don't have to pay for it, just use Songshanfang's profit share next year to offset it."

Is it true?

Zhao Qing coughed lightly and collected the puppets and cheeks scattered on the stone table without leaving a trace. He sighed softly, "Such an ingenious skill exists in the world!"

Kong Yang shook his head slightly, chuckled twice and said, "That's nothing. I've seen the disciples of Shattered Star gather together to discuss the Dao..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"In that place where we discuss the Dao, all the people who come in and out are charming female puppets, even more exquisite than the one in your hand!"

"Not only can I change my face at will, but I can also change my waist, feet, and even my body..."

Kong Yang glanced at Hong Ning and Qing Huan, then fell silent.

Hearing this, Zhao Qing showed a slight hint of interest in his expression.

He had always felt that he was gifted, and that joining the Blood Robe Tower was truly a waste of his talent...

How nice it would be to set up a formation!

When a disciple of Shattered Star encounters danger, he or she can be transported home at will, and there are also thousands of dolls to accompany him or her...

Coach, to be honest... I want to join the Broken Star.

Zhao Qing suppressed his distracting thoughts. When he thought of Si He controlling puppets in the future, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. It seemed that his future life would have some new fun.

At this moment, Kong Yang from Cuiyuan Tower stopped joking and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing in Heyang Mountain, fellow Daoist?"

He Yangshan...

Zhao Qing paused for a moment and then said softly, "A young lady accidentally entered the White Horse Temple. I used my spiritual sense to investigate, but I couldn't detect any movement."

"As for why I came to Heyang...I was just taking my family on a trip."

"I wonder about the mysteries of Heyang Mountain..."

Hearing Zhao Qing's question, Kong Yang nodded slightly and prepared to speak.

A trace of consideration flashed between his sword-like brows, revealing a hint of hesitation. After a long moment, he spoke softly, "Millions of years ago, each of the ninety states in the world was a chaotic mess with demons and evil spirits running rampant..."

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, he was deeply confused.

What the hell does this have to do with He Yangshan! ?

Why don’t you start from when Pangu created the world?

Although Cuiyuan's disciples are extremely well-informed, and there are few things in the mortal world that they don't know... but they don't have to start from thousands of years ago, right?

Hong Ning slammed her delicate hand on the table, interrupting Kong Yang's chanting, and said succinctly: "Seven hundred years ago, a Bodhisattva Sixth Walker stopped by the Chu State and left behind a temple on Heyang Mountain."

"Kong Yang knows nothing else."

It turned out to be like this...

Walking in the Bodhi Tower...it must be that old monk!

But for some reason, this senior came back again.

Zhao Qing glanced at Kong Yang, who looked dejected, and nodded gently: "Thank you for telling me, fellow Daoist!"

He gathered his thoughts and turned to ask, "How come you guys came back so early? I wonder if you found the Miao Sword in the desert ruins?"

Miao Jian?

Kong Yang took a deep breath, picked up the tea in front of him, sat upright, and then spoke: "This is a long story..."

"Long story short!"

Hong Ning put her slender hands on her waist and leaned against Qing Huan, her eyes full of disgust.

Kong Yang: ...

"No."