Qi Refining Level 3000, Accepting The Empress As A Disciple At The Beginning

Ye Kong manipulated the water, the clear stream flowing past, the coolness becoming increasingly apparent. Beneath the calm water surface, Ye Kong's face was exceptionally clear.

It seems I really have rejuvenated.

Although Ye Kong is a grown man, his appearance naturally doesn't matter much, but who wouldn't be happy with fewer wrinkles and restored collagen!

Ye Kong was overjoyed.

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and gusts of wind swept through, causing the trees on the ground to rustle.

The Master of Sucuan took one look and, feeling uneasy, led Ye Kong back to his mansion.

This was the first time Ye Kong had visited the Master of Sucuan's residence in all his time here. Before this, he had always thought the Master of Sucuan lived under the sky and slept on the ground, with no need for a house.

The Master of Sucuan smiled. "When benefactor is cultivating, I either guard outside the cave or pray for you in the mansion."

"Then thank you very much," Ye Kong said sincerely.

The two walked for a while, and as the first drops of heavy rain poured down, they pushed open the door and entered the white-walled house, shaking off the rain behind them.

The Master of Sucuan's mansion was completely in the Chinese architectural style, surrounded on all sides, with the main hall facing north and the east, west, and south halls facing each other. In the open space in the middle, water vats were placed in each corner to collect rainwater.

"The rainy season is coming," the Master of Sucuan said.

"Don't bother, sit down and have some," Ye Kong invited.

The Master of Sucuan sat to the side and explained to Ye Kong.

The rainy season in Yunhao Ancient Town lasts about a month every year. At that time, it rains every day, it is very humid, inconvenient to travel, and one cannot go out.

"It's not bad here, undisturbed, with flowers, plants, birds, and fish as companions, enjoying freedom," Ye Kong commented.

"Does benefactor think this is a reward?" the Master of Sucuan said with a wry smile.

"In fact, this is just a huge prison, used to imprison me, day after day, to appease hundreds of millions of dead souls."

"What is the reason for this?" Ye Kong asked with interest.

How could such beautiful scenery be associated with a prison?

"Benefactor must know about the Upper Realm War tens of thousands of years ago. In that war, the Upper Realm used hundreds of millions of elite soldiers, and countless immortal officials were lost, but because of a traitor, the entire Upper Realm was almost destroyed."

The Master of Sucuan paused here, the scene of swords and shadows in his mind, everyone surrounding them, "Say, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have died!"

"And then?" Ye Kong interrupted the Master of Sucuan's thoughts.

"Later, the Upper Realm temporarily changed its battle plan and managed to win with great difficulty. After returning to court, the first thing they did was hold a liquidation meeting.

And we, the group who failed to prevent the battle plan from being leaked, all became sinners.

Unlike the traitors, they were immediately besieged to death.

And we were burdened with shackles for life, unable to escape until death."

Ye Kong spoke, "But this punishment is a bit too severe!"

"No, being able to preserve our lives and leave a grave is already a great leniency."

However, they didn't even have a chance to defend themselves before being sent here.

The Master of Sucuan composed himself, "Underneath where we are standing, hundreds of millions of dead souls are buried, and we must transcribe scriptures every day to deliver them and suppress the countless baleful auras to avoid causing even greater disasters."

"I have to continue transcribing scriptures. Benefactor can walk around here freely, but try not to go outside.

The rainwater contains filth that will harm benefactor's body," the Master of Sucuan instructed Ye Kong before pushing open the door and walking inside.

Silence returned in an instant.

Only Ye Kong's thoughts remained on that great war. What kind of great war was it that involved so many people, even the Yunhao Ancient Town, far away in the heavens, eventually becoming a huge tomb?

No wonder Ye Kong felt that the spiritual energy here was so abundant; it turned out that it was borrowing the light of the ancestors.

Ye Kong felt a chill in his heart.

The sound of the rain continued for a long time without stopping. Ye Kong ate two pastries and drank a cup of tea, but he was a little full.

He had no choice but to walk around the main hall to the west hall for a stroll. The west hall contained some calligraphy and paintings, with traces of copying below, lifelike, adding three points of dynamism and seven points of carelessness. It seemed that the Master of Sucuan had some artistic talent.

It was a waste of talent to be stuck here.

Ye Kong walked to the south hall, which was densely packed with books, almost filling the entire south hall. Someone must have secretly helped to send so many books here.

Ye Kong walked to a bookshelf on the side, picked up a rather thick book at random, and flipped through a few pages. Coincidentally, he saw familiar handwriting.

Tsk, I didn't expect that even after walking so far, I still couldn't break away from the Taichu Academy.

Ye Kong put the book down casually, naturally not seeing the letter tucked inside, which even the Master of Sucuan had not noticed.

The east hall seemed empty, with two wing rooms. The Master of Sucuan had just told Ye Kong to make himself at home.

Ye Kong pushed open one of them. There were obvious belongings inside, so it seemed to be the Master of Sucuan's room. Ye Kong retreated and opened the other one.

The clean room contained only a bed and a desk by the window. Ye Kong opened a small crack in the window to let the wind in.

The rain outside still didn't stop, but it had lessened a lot, the dripping sound very hypnotic.

Ye Kong turned over and lay down.

Do not listen to the sound of rain piercing through the forest.

Raindrops fell on a bamboo forest outside.

In such a sound, Ye Kong rarely felt a little insomnia.

Ye Kong tossed and turned, unable to sleep, but there was nothing to do. After thinking for a long time, he got up and returned to the south hall, preparing to take two books to help him sleep.

Ye Kong took two books at random and returned to the bed again, opening one casually. It happened to describe the origin and uses of the Longevity Stone.

The book also thoughtfully included pictures. Ye Kong took one look and immediately recognized it.

Isn't this the stone that he was sitting on in the cave while cultivating?

This unremarkable stone is actually the Longevity Stone?

No wonder I broke through so smoothly!

Now the Master of Sucuan hasn't returned yet. If he comes back, Ye Kong must immediately grab him and ask him about the wonders of this Longevity Stone.

Holding the book for less than half an hour, Ye Kong fell asleep.

The sound of rain gradually stopped outside, and the moon also hung in the sky at this time.

At this time, Ye Kong's door was pushed open, and a dark shadow flashed in.

Bringing the unique damp smell of rainwater, it approached Ye Kong's bed infinitely.

Ye Kong felt colder and colder in his sleep. He shrank back and reached out.

A soft, cool thing appeared on his face.