The morning breeze blew through the towering tree at the foot of the mountain. When Lu Liangsheng came over, the brush in his hand turned into black smoke and fell in front of the tree. The woman raised her head and saw the dense branches rustling in the wind.
"Do you know this ginseng fruit tree?"
Lu Liangsheng walked to the side, raised his eyes and looked at the tree cage with lush branches and leaves. Qiyou was not the same as before. He looked at the big tree with indifference and nodded.
"She is my sister... She was originally a peach tree demon with 500 years of cultivation. She blocked the spell of Holy Fire Master that day for me. I thought she was burned to death and her soul was destroyed. I never thought... that she would be turned into this here."
"Hmph~" The toad crawling on the disciple's shoulder opened his eyes tiredly, "It's just a little trick. I guess it uses the bodies of your sisters and the fusion of Pudu Cihang's demon soul, don't you think so?"
He was asking about the Yuelong Sword in Lu Liangsheng's hand, which had been pulled out of the scabbard. "It has nothing to do with me. I am a dragon, not a centipede. I cannot form the Five Poisons with a toad like you..."
"You!" Toad puffed up his cheeks, rolled up his sleeves and was ready to grab his apprentice's shoulder and start a fight.
Over there, Lu Liangsheng was looking at the giant tree with thriving life, a little dazed. There were many kinds of magic in the world, and this tree was not born from heaven and earth, so it could only be that Lu Yuan pieced it together with the help of various parties. Just what he knew about were the demon spirit of Pu Du Ci Hang and the women and children abducted by Sheng Huo Ming Zun in the past.
'There are probably a lot of corpses under this tree. Pushing down this ginseng fruit tree is just an act of venting anger. It didn't want to become like this. We can decide what to do with it later.'
"Lu Dao, friend."
His thoughts were interrupted by a stumbling voice, and Lu Liangsheng came to his senses. The fat monk came over with the weak old monk Zhenhai on his back, and bowed to the scholar with one hand in a vertical seal.
"What are your plans?"
Lu Liangsheng stretched out his hand and lifted him up, looking at the old monk on Fajing's back with an inquiring look. Zhenhai opened his eyes weakly, his pale beard trembling slightly, he closed his eyes in pain and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Brother, you have done your best for the people of the world. I will go back to the temple and chant sutras for him in front of the Buddha, hoping that he will reach the Western Paradise as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he fell silent and did not speak again. The old monk Zhenkong was an accomplished monk from the Wanfo Temple, who passed away here today. The hidden story behind the scenes was also told to those in the temple. Fajing could not stay for long, so he bowed again behind his uncle's back.
"Master Lu, my master is seriously injured. I will take my leave now. I will come back to thank you after I send you back, uncle-master."
"Master, go slowly."
Lu Liangsheng bowed in return and watched the two men walk into the mountains. When he turned around, he saw Zhu Ganglie, who had appeared from nowhere, running towards him with his trouser waist in his arms, looking quite embarrassed.
"Um... Liangsheng, my weapon is still in this sleeve. Please return it to me first."
"There's no need for you in a fight, just run away after the fight!" Toad Taoist thought of the previous fight, and it seemed that there was really no trace of the pig demon. He turned his head and shouted, "Liangsheng, don't give it to him, or else this idiot will be anxious for a while."
“Fart…Fart!”
Zhu Ganglie's hairy face was filled with anger. He immediately let go of his hand that was covering his pants, turned around and shouted, "I've fought before and my pants were torn. If we fight again, won't my great Marshal Tianpeng be seen naked by others?"
On the buttocks, a black area was revealed in the torn cloth. Qiyou next to him screamed "Ah--" and covered his eyes and turned his face away.
Suddenly, she took her hand away, blinked her eyes, and threw herself into Lu Liangsheng's arms, rubbing her cheek against his chest.
"Old demon, old demon! I saw you again... Why did the sky suddenly turn dark just now? I couldn't find you right away. It was scary."
Well…
What's going on
Lu Liangsheng pressed Qiyou's shoulder and moved a little distance away, looking at him carefully. His expression did not seem fake, and was no different from Mu Qiyou's innocent expression and tone before.
In other words... her mind is a little confused
After asking a few questions, it turned out that apart from his personality returning to normal, he did have memories of fighting the demon star before. It was really strange.
But it’s good to come back. Lu Liangsheng is still not used to the cold Mu Qiyu. He might leave. After living with her for such a long time, he feels reluctant to let her go.
They talked a few more words under the tree and tried to cast Lu Yuan's magic to return Zhu Ganglie's weapon to him, but there was no movement for a long time.
The anxious old pig was sweating profusely and was circling around the scholar.
"Can you do this? Please don't ruin my precious treasure."
"Don't worry, I will definitely return the weapon to you."
Thinking of what Lu Yuan had said before, Lu Liangsheng comforted him with a few words and walked to the ruins over there. The little Taoist boy squatting in front of the broken walls had red eyes from crying and was taking shaky breaths through his nose.
"Master... Master... don't abandon Qingfeng..."
There were rustling footsteps. The little guy raised his head and saw the familiar Qilin cloak. He let out a loud cry and threw himself on the cloak and hugged it, causing Qiyou, who was following him, to have small puffs on his cheeks. He angrily tried to pull him away.
"Let go of the old demon, believe it or not, I will beat you—"
"Qiyou, don't make trouble."
Lu Liangsheng whispered to the woman, patted Qingfeng's head, squatted down and wiped away the tears from his eyes: "Since your master said that I am him, then from now on, you can treat me as him. Are you willing to be a Taoist child beside me?"
By the way, he also has a Taoist boy named Mingyue who guards the Qixia Mountain magic circle. He and Qingfeng form a pair of boys. Qingfeng and Mingyue, Qingfeng and Mingyue, it's easy to recite.
"Um."
After hesitating for a while, the little man over there nodded. After all, his master was gone and he had nowhere to go. Then, remembering what his master said before he died, he quickly bowed to Lu Liangsheng.
"Sir, please follow the breeze. The several secret books left by the master are in the palace over there."
The buildings in Wuse Village were almost completely destroyed. Looking around, apart from the remaining wall foundations, there were rubble and broken bricks everywhere. Qingfeng walked in front, looking at one end of the painted beams sticking out from the ruins, as if explaining something.
"Originally there was a barrier here. Master's Blood Spirit Formation broke through the barrier outside the mountain and absorbed all the magic power. Otherwise it wouldn't have become like this."
Soon, he stopped at this ruin, stretched out his little hands and clapped rhythmically a few times, and the intertwined ruins moved left and right, clearing a path. Several bookshelf-like shelves with bamboo slips on them could be seen mixed together.
Lu Liangsheng picked up a scroll with some heartache, blew away the dust on it, unfolded it and took a look at the contents, which were all blank.
"Sir, there is a small barrier on it. You must know the master's spells to read the contents of the book. The same is true for these secret books."
Qingfeng pointed to the floor under his feet, pinched his fingers, hummed, and moved his feet lightly as if he was dancing.
"On the left are ridges, on the right are peaks. Above are gods riding on auspicious clouds, and below are monsters causing trouble..."
After a while, a small box rose from the ground. The little man opened it and took out three brand new books. "I wrote this spell. Even if other practitioners knew it, they would not be embarrassed to sing and dance like me."
"Sly."
The Toad Taoist rolled his eyes. Zhu Ganglie, who was looking out from behind, urged him, "Liangsheng, open it quickly and take a look."
Whether it is these three secret books or the bamboo slips here, they all require Lu Yuan's cultivation to open them. However, the other party said before his death that his cultivation was all in this Qilin cloak, so he can give it a try.
Lu Liangsheng picked up one of the books at random, and guided the magic power contained in the Qilin cloak on his body into the book. There was still no name or writing on the cover. He turned a page, and on the blank paper, there were notes written one word at a time, as if someone had written them.
"Why is there still nothing?" Toad and Zhu Ganglie leaned over to take a look, and in their eyes it was still a blank page of paper.
The little Taoist boy holding the other two books hummed complacently.
"Master once said that the Dharma should not be passed on to outsiders. Be careful not to be peeped by thieves with clairvoyance. Therefore, only the holder of the book can read it. How about it? Isn't it amazing?"
"What's so great about that? When I was at my peak, I would be able to do much more."
Zhu Ganglie withdrew his gaze, crossed his arms and stepped aside. Seeing the scholar over there staring at the book motionlessly, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's written on it..."
"Lu Yuanxiu's magic is called the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Magical Power."
After closing the book, Lu Liangsheng didn't read the contents carefully for the time being, as he would have more when he got back, so he had plenty of time. He took out two other books, one of which was about the application and breaking of the magic of "The Magical Power of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth". Lu Liangsheng scanned the contents at a glance and found the annotation about the world in the sleeve. According to the description above, he took out the rake from his sleeve.
'This habit... probably only exists for people who love reading.'
Looking at Zhu Ganglie holding the rake in his arms and stroking it, Lu Liangsheng sighed, put the book down, and went to get the last one. According to what Lu Yuan said before, it contained the causes and consequences of the catastrophe of heaven and earth.
This is the most important book.
Wow…
The paper pages rustled slightly, and Lu Liangsheng opened the cover of the book and read the words that gradually appeared on it.
"I was born in Qixia, originally a farmer's son. When my family and country were ruined, I went north to study and met a good teacher. Then I entered the ranks of Taoists and comprehended the mysteries of heaven..."