Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The Long River of Tears: Chapter 57: Test

I thought about it.

Lu Zhiqiu decided to get straight to the point and asked with a fist clasped:

"Senior, are these sheep raised by you?"

The white-haired old man raised his head, moved his nose, and then squinted his eyes and said:

"The girl has the scent of my little Seventeen."

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned.

It took me a long time to realize that he was probably talking about the sheep that had already been eaten.

For a moment, Lu Zhiqiu's face looked a little embarrassed.

At this time, the white-haired old man wrote another word on the chessboard before speaking again:

"Don't worry, young lady. A sheep's fate is to be eaten by others. You made my little Seventeen so delicious. I should thank you for giving her a good home."

Lu Zhiqiu felt something was strange when he heard this.

But since the other party didn't pursue the matter, she was happy with it.

A short trip to the mountains.

Lu Zhiqiu used the Zhaoshishu to secretly take a look at the old man who was playing chess.

[Du Pingsheng, peak foundation building, ninety-nine years old, top-grade water spirit root]

[Zero years old, born in a family of cultivators in the western region of the Xilan Realm, both parents are at the foundation-building stage]

[At the age of five, I was enlightened by my parents and began to train myself]

【Eight years old, practicing Qigong】

[At the age of twelve, he encountered a young girl being abducted by a thief. He helped her, but later learned that the girl was selling herself to save her mother and the thief was the buyer. Du Pingsheng offered to support the girl, and after repeated refusals, he finally accepted the offer, promising to repay him in the future.]

【Twenty-two years old, late stage of Qi training】

[At the age of 23, he traveled outside the martial arts world and saw a sect of independent cultivators running rampant. He then cleared them out. However, he didn't expect that the sect leader, though only in the late Qi training stage, had a father who was at the peak of the foundation building stage.]

At the age of twenty-five, he was preparing to establish his foundation, with his parents personally protecting him. At a critical moment, the father of the sect leader he had previously eliminated came after him and went on a killing spree, killing both his parents. Just as he was about to die, the girl he had saved at the age of twelve arrived with her master. Her master, also at the peak of the foundation-building stage, repelled the man. However, due to the intense shock he received, Du Pingsheng failed to break through.

[At the age of 26, with the encouragement of the girl, he tried to build his foundation again, but failed.]

[At the age of 27, with the encouragement of the young girl, he tried to build his foundation again, but failed.]

[At the age of 28, with the encouragement of the girl, he tried to build his foundation again, but failed.]

At the age of 29, disheartened, he left the girl's home and wasted his days as a wandering cultivator in the Jianghu.

[At the age of 32, after three years of wandering, he heard that a young girl was about to hold a martial arts competition to find a husband. He had originally made no plans, but on the eve of the competition, he couldn't forget his old love and couldn't sleep. He suddenly realized the truth that night, broke through the foundation, and successfully won the first place in the competition.]

【38 years old, mid-stage foundation building】

[At the age of forty, the enemy who had reached the peak of the foundation building stage came again, but the young girl's master had already died in a secret place, and the two had no choice but to flee.]

At the age of 42, their enemies tracked them down. The girl tried to protect Du Pingsheng from escaping, but was killed by his enemies. Du Pingsheng was heartbroken and vowed revenge.

[Fifty years old, late stage of foundation building]

[Fifty-eight years old, peak of foundation building]

At the age of fifty-nine, Du Pingsheng made inquiries from many sources and finally found the whereabouts of his enemy. He ran for thirty thousand miles, but only found a skeleton in a thatched cottage. It was obvious that the enemy had passed away many years ago. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with emotions.

At the age of sixty, Du Pingsheng had become a renowned independent cultivator at the pinnacle of the immortal world, but he suddenly disappeared. No one knew where he had gone. He was actually wandering around, not caring about worldly affairs.

[At the age of eighty, he became friends with Dao Bu Gu, a young man in his thirties, regardless of age difference.]

[At the age of 122, the Anti-Heaven Alliance went on a killing spree. Du Pingsheng emerged from seclusion and fought back, but was killed by the Golden Elixir Palm.]

After reading it, Lu Zhiqiu let out a long sigh.

What a miserable life.

but.

The Anti-Heaven Alliance actually went on a killing spree twenty-two years later.

In other words, if she disappeared now, in the future without her, either the Black Blood Pool would be exposed or the affairs of the Hengliu Alliance would be exposed.

Ok……

Lu Zhiqiu didn't even need to think about it, it was most likely related to the Zheng family.

This family is always stirring up trouble outside. If anything bad happens, they will be the ones to be blamed.

and also.

This old man and Dao Bugu have known each other for a long time.

It seems that her guess was correct. Dao Bugu deliberately deceived her.

She wanted to see what Dao Bu Gu was up to.

Seeing Lu Zhiqiu staring at him for a long time, Du Pingsheng stopped playing chess and asked:

"Girl, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and said with a smile:

"Nothing much. May I ask, Senior, what else did Dao Bu Gu tell you? Please tell me all of it so I don't have to guess in my mind."

Du Pingsheng's hands trembled, and he smiled awkwardly:

"So you know everything."

He stroked his beard, as if he was disappointed with his friend.

"I'm not alone in this. I've said before that a mortal like Miss Lu, a true genius, would never have been fooled by such a crude deception. She must have seen through it long ago."

"When I get back, I'm going to find Dao Bugu and force him to drink dozens of kilograms of alcohol until he's completely drunk."

"Then strip him naked and throw him into the courtyard of Yichun Tower. Then, tell the servants of the Anti-Heaven Alliance to go and get him. Let's see how that Daoist brat handles it."

"Yes, I can also take his most treasured sword..."

"Stop, Senior, you should just tell me what's going on. Dao Bugu asked you to cooperate with him here, so he must be doing something for me. I can't just stand here and watch you play chess or listen to you talk."

I saw this person chattering non-stop.

Lu Zhiqiu quickly interrupted him and urged him straight to the point.

Could it be that even immortal cultivators, when they get older, also like to nag? Lu Zhiqiu didn't quite understand.

Du Pingsheng heard this and realized that he had talked too much. He coughed and said:

"Then I won't keep you in suspense."

"Dao Bu Gu asked me to come here to cooperate because he wanted me to tell you that I live here because there is a treasure here. Unfortunately, I have studied it for many years and still haven't figured it out. If you can figure it out, the treasure inside will be yours."

hiss.

This is all some old-fashioned storyline.

Lu Zhiqiu rubbed his head and sighed:

"But in fact, there is no treasure at all. This is all arranged by Dao Bu Gu in recent days, right?"

Du Pingsheng laughed and said:

"I don't know about this Du. He just came here the day before yesterday."

Wow, even the actors were hired on short notice.

Lu Zhiqiu was too tired to complain.

She waved her hand and asked Du Pingsheng to take her to see where the so-called treasure was and where the test was.

then.

The two walked in the mountains for a while and came to a cave.

The entrance to the cave is locked by three chains formed by magic, and a mural is carved on the mountain wall next to it.

Lu Zhiqiu stroked his chin and said:

"I can directly blast open a seal of this strength."

Du Pingsheng smiled bitterly and said:

"I know that you are extremely powerful, Miss Lu. This kind of magic cannot stop you."

"But this is the seal that Dao Bugu and I worked hard to develop when we were discussing magic a few years ago. Please give us some face and show your appreciation."

Wow, that's interesting.

Lu Zhiqiu took a deep breath, and finally nodded, looking at the mural next to him.

on the mural.

The painting shows a woman standing on a pavilion, leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance.

Her gaze, passing over the surging river, the gentle setting sun and the faint green hills, straight towards the horizon, felt sad and melancholy.

Beside the mural, there is a line of small words engraved:

The dusk is thick and the wind is cold. This woman is sick with lovesickness. What can be used to cure her?

Ah this.

Lu Zhiqiu's face was full of disgust.

Could it be that she was following the joke that was circulating on the Internet in her previous life, where she took two taels of nine-leaf Fritillaria cirrhosa, one qian of cicada pupa on the winter solstice, and boiled it with snow from the previous year?

Finally, there is a reversal, saying that the Fritillaria has seven leaves and one flower, there are no pupae on the winter solstice, and the snow melts the next year. These three things are nonsense, so there is no solution to lovesickness.

Too middle-of-the-road.

The Long River of Clear Tears: Chapter 58: Entering the Stone Gate

A short trip to the mountains.

Lu Zhiqiu looked at Du Pingsheng beside him with a cautious look:

"Lovesickness is not a disease, so how can there be medicine to cure it?"

Inside and outside the words,

Full of dissatisfaction with this weird test question.

Du Pingsheng's hand, which was stroking his beard, trembled, and he coughed dryly and said:

"Look here, young lady. Perhaps the person who wrote the question left hundreds of medicinal herbs in this cave as a hint for future generations. Come with me and you'll find out."

Aren’t you and Daobugu the ones who set the question?

Lu Zhiqiu followed Du Pingsheng while complaining in his heart.

Not long after.

The two came to a nearby mountain.

After passing through a small patch of fog, you can see a cave. There are several wooden racks in the cave, which are classified into different categories and contain more than a hundred kinds of medicinal herbs. However, they are all mortal herbs, and there are no spiritual medicines that monks can use.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the medicinal herbs here have been preserved.

Du Pingsheng said softly:

"There's a small formation here that can conceal the scent of the medicinal herbs, while also extending their shelf life and reducing the loss of their medicinal properties."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not surprising to have such methods.

Lu Zhiqiu walked around the wooden shelves and looked around. There were exactly 133 kinds of medicinal herbs, no more, no less.

She looked at Du Pingsheng and said with a smile:

"Mr. Du, please stop keeping me in suspense and just tell me the answer."

Du Pingsheng smiled bitterly and said: