Chapter 20 Return to the Clan (I) Like the alluring ghost in the storybook...
Song Qingtang opened his eyes and saw not the ruins of the vast sea secret realm, but just a river.
She found that she could stand on the water, perhaps she was in a mirage-like illusion.
There is only a black dragon as big as a big fish in the river. She grew up in this river since she was a child, watching the clouds in the sky every day.
The moment he saw the dragon, Song Qingtang knew that this must be the memory of the black dragon.
Soon, the dragon grew bigger and bigger, and the river could no longer accommodate her. At this time, a white dragon happened to pass by. She asked the dragon if it was willing to be her servant. The dragon looked down on the other servants, but the dragon with similar bloodline could barely be qualified for this position.
The dragon knew that she couldn't stay in this river forever, so she agreed. However, the white dragon disliked her black scales and thought they were ugly, so he used magic to turn her into a white dragon.
The white dragon took her away from the river and to a deeper and farther sea. The dragon had always lived in the river and had never seen such a magnificent sea. The pavilions built on the seabed made her amazed.
Bai Long laughed at her for making a fuss, but she was indeed very satisfied with this place. After all, it took her a lot of effort to build it.
Jiaolong lived a carefree life. Every day in the sea, she only needed to practice and play with the creatures in the sea. As for the method of practice, it was Bailong who taught her.
Bailong does not live in the palace every day. Occasionally, she goes out, and Jiaolong is responsible for guarding the palace.
But when Bai Long returned that day, his expression was extremely solemn. Although Jiao Long was inexperienced in worldly affairs, she had a somewhat ominous premonition. Her intuition told her that something was about to happen. Perhaps Bai Long didn't want to make her worry, so he didn't tell her.
The dragon didn't expect that things would happen so quickly. That day, all the creatures in the sea died, and the blood dyed the sea red. This place was like purgatory.
In her eyes, the white dragon, which was several times stronger than her, had its limbs locked by dragon locks. The dragon did not know who were using the dragon locks, and they did not look like human cultivators.
She just tried her best to bite off the dragon-binding chain, but she was too weak. Even the white dragon could not break free from the chain. She was just a dragon, and those people did not even take her seriously.
Even Bai Long told her not to worry about him and just run away.
The dragon refused to leave. Although those people trapped the white dragon with a dragon lock, they could not do anything to her for a while.
The dragon only heard a sigh coming from the sky, and then a pair of huge hands passed through the clouds and easily caught the dragon that could only be restrained by the dragon chain.
"The world does not need real dragons. Once you die, the last real dragon in the world will fall." A vague and ethereal voice fell into his ears.
The white dragon, which was still struggling, stopped. She asked the mysterious voice to let the dragon go. The voice paused before saying, "Okay, but the price is your life."
Then, Bailong followed the group of people. Before leaving, Jiaolong knew that she would never come back.
But the dragon still guards the palace built by the white dragon. This is the only place where she can miss the white dragon.
The illusion ended, Song Qingtang slowly woke up, and saw her junior sister looking at her with a worried look on her face.
"I'm fine." She spoke to comfort her junior sister.
"Well, the secret realm is about to collapse, let's go." Chi Wanyin said.
Song Qingtang looked around, but couldn't see Luo Yin and Jia Lan. He couldn't help but look puzzled, "Where are those two fellow Taoists from the Hehuan Sect?"
"I let them go first." Chi Wanyin explained.
Song Qingtang nodded without any doubt, but she was still a little exhausted at the moment, so Chi Wanyin held her in his arms and flew away from this secret place on a sword.
Returning to the entrance of the secret realm, I saw the two sisters Minglang and Mingting waiting on the shore from afar.
"Hey, has the dragon in the secret realm disappeared? Why can't I sense her breath at all?" Ming Lang asked with some doubt in his tone.
She and Ming Ting were also injured, and there were some monks lying around. These monks were wearing different sect uniforms. Those traces of the battle with the dragon must have been left by them.
Chi Wanyin replied to her: "She disappeared. We fought a fierce battle with her. She is not the master of this secret place."
Ming Ting was relieved to see that the two of them were fine, "That's good."
While a few people were talking, Lu Qingyi also arrived. It was obvious that she came to pick up the Taichu Sect disciple who had entered the secret realm.
She still looked as pure as when we first met. "Nice to meet you again, fellow Taoists."
The disciples of Taichu Sect were naturally taken away by the sect's people, but before leaving, she nodded to a few people and said, "Thank you for rescuing these useless disciples from the sect." It seemed that these disciples had secretly run away without telling her.
Before leaving, she added, "If you fellow Taoists come to visit Taichu Sect, everyone in the sect will treat you as honored guests." After that, she left with everyone in Taichu Sect.
After hearing this, Chi Wanyin naturally fell into deep thought. It seemed that she would have to go to Taichu Sect again in the future.
Seeing that she was distracted, Song Qingtang did not say much. After all the sects had taken their injured disciples back, the four of them returned to the small town where they first came to rest for a while.
At night, Song Qingtang and Chi Wanyin stayed in an inn in the city. Their rooms were adjacent. When Chi Wanyin was lying on the couch, she was still thinking about the things in the secret realm. At that moment, Song Qingtang, who made her feel familiar yet unfamiliar, came back.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. When Chi Wanyin went to open the door, she saw Song Qingtang standing in front of the door. The cold white moonlight shining on her made her feel even more lonely.
"Junior sister, what are you afraid of?" Song Qingtang asked her directly. She knew during the day that Chi Wanyin's expression was different when she woke up. There was a hint of fear in her eyes. Song Qingtang didn't care what others thought of her, but to Chi Wanyin, she felt that look was like a thorn, piercing her heart.
At this moment, Chi Wanyin's mind was blank. "Senior Sister, what are you talking about? I'm not scared."
Song Qingtang looked at her. The desire for the mother Gu that she had suppressed in the secret realm was now stirring. She moved closer to Chi Wanyin, and Chi Wanyin unconsciously retreated and was pushed against the wall beside her.
Under the cover of the cold white moonlight, a kiss brushed across Chi Wanyin's lips like a veil.
Chi Wanyin realized it later and smelled a smell of rust. It turned out that Song Qingtang had bitten the corner of her lip, and the blood fell on her lips. Song Qingtang reached out and spread the blood evenly like lip balm. Unlike her usual cold and reserved self, Senior Sister seemed like an alluring ghost that one had read about in a storybook, Chi Wanyin suddenly thought.
Chi Wanyin naturally knew that this was not Song Qingtang's original intention. She was probably controlled by Zi Gu just like the last time she was in the abyss.
The child Gu naturally desires to be close to the mother Gu. When she is calm, she can still control it. But once she wavers, the child Gu's will will make her unconsciously get close to the mother Gu.
As for the method of raising the offspring Gu... naturally it is to use her blood. The blood contains the spiritual energy of the mother Gu, which is what the offspring Gu desires most.
Thinking of this, Chi Wanyin was afraid that such a small amount of blood would not be enough to appease the Zi Gu, so she raised another hand and placed it in front of Song Qingtang. As long as she bit his wrist, the blood that flowed out would satisfy him.
But Song Qingtang did not do as she expected. He just held one of her jade-like fingertips, opened his mouth and bit a tiny wound, and blood fell into Song Qingtang's mouth like a thin thread.
This made Chi Wanyin startled. After the blood was drained, Song Qingtang licked the tiny wound for her, and the wound healed quickly.
Is Senior Sister really unconscious at this moment? Chi Wanyin was a little skeptical about this. After all, the last time she was controlled by Zi Gu, she also looked afraid of hurting herself.
Song Qingtang, who had lost consciousness after sucking enough blood, naturally could not answer her questions. Chi Wanyin had no choice but to put him on the bed in the inn. This was the first time she looked at her senior sister's sleeping face seriously.
Song Qingtang lying on the couch had a calm expression on his face, and apart from the very slight breathing, there was almost no sound.
Song Qingtang finally woke up when the light outside the window dimmed.
Chi Wanyin also came out of her meditation. Song Qingtang, who had regained consciousness, was still a little confused. "Junior sister?"
Chi Wanyin felt that if she knew what happened last night, her senior sister might feel guilty again, so she said, "Senior sister, when you came to see me the other day, you passed out. I thought you might have suffered some hidden injuries in the secret realm, so I asked you to take the elixir and rest on the couch."
Song Qingtang naturally wouldn't doubt her, "So that's how it is. Then let's go back to the sect first."
Chi Wanyin nodded, and the two of them went downstairs, paid the room fee, and headed towards the port where the immortal boat was docked.
When they came, there were only Chi Wanyin and Song Qingtang, and on the return trip, Mingting and Minglang were also included. Mingting has always been dignified and serious, and naturally doesn't talk much, but Minglang is different.
She was the most lively one. With Minglang's presence on the fairy boat, the dull atmosphere was relieved a lot, but Song Qingtang and Chi Wanyin still had their own concerns.
Because the immortal boat stayed in the secret realm for a long time, it did not stop at other places on its return journey, but sailed directly back to Yantian Sect.
When the four of them got off the flying boat and stood in front of the Yantian Sect's gate, Minglang couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, once we get back to the sect, we have to go back and report."
Ming Ting covered his lips and smiled, "You are just afraid of seeing Master."
Chi Wanyin didn't know which elder was their master, so Song Qingtang told her through voice transmission: "Ming Ting and Ming Lang are disciples of Elder Lu."
Chi Wanyin nodded secretly in her heart. If it was Elder Lu, then Ming Lang's worries would naturally be somewhat justified. After all, Elder Lu was a very serious person.
The two said goodbye to Chi Wanyin and Song Qingtang. For a moment, only the two sisters were left here. Chi Wanyin didn't dare to look directly at Song Qingtang and could only hurriedly say, "I'm going back to practice first."
Song Qingtang looked at her junior sister's departing back thoughtfully, but she was not in a hurry to return to Mingluantai, as there were more important things at the moment.
It was a waterfall with water splashing like silver threads, and there was a deep pool below. However, few people came here, and only the rustling sound of bamboo could be heard.
Song Qingtang flew into the cave under the waterfall. Even though he sat cross-legged in the cave, he could still hear the sound of water. However, Song Qingtang took out the ink-black sword with a dragon carved on the sword head from his storage bag without haste.
"Come out." Song Qingtang said with a smile.
The sword trembled for a moment, and after a while, a dark dragon emerged from it. She spoke in human language, "Human, if you were not Him, would you be worthy of being my sword master?"
Song Qingtang seemed to be oblivious to what he was saying, and simply said, "This sword is completely black, why not call it the Black Dragon Sword?"
The black dragon was a little angry, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
Song Qingtang naturally heard it, but she felt that there was no need to pay attention to such meaningless things. Anyway, the Xuanjiao Sword had now recognized its master, and even if the dragon was unwilling to admit it, he was still the master of the sword.
"I heard you." Song Qingtang suppressed her smile. When she wasn't smiling, she looked a little cold. "No matter how much you don't want to admit it, I am still your sword master."
The black dragon swung its tail, as if it felt that the human in front of it was too boring.
Just as he was about to return to his sword to recuperate, he heard Song Qingtang's voice again, "Do you recognize Him?"
The memory of subduing the Black Dragon had disappeared. After she crushed the necklace, although she didn't know how he had possessed her, his power seemed to be extraordinarily strong.
Mo Jiao shook his head. "You've seen my memories, so you should know how powerful He is."
Song Qingtang had guessed this before, and Mo Jiao admitted that possibility. He was so powerful that even a real dragon could not defeat him.
"Who is he?" Song Qingtang asked another question, but she didn't actually expect Mo Jiao to be able to answer.
Mo Jiao's small face suddenly became serious, "He is the Way of Heaven."
"Heaven's Way..." Song Qingtang chewed on these words in his mind. If He was a god, then everything seemed to make sense.
After Mo Jiao finished speaking, he ignored her and went into the Xuan Jiao Sword to rest.
Song Qingtang didn't care. She had already gotten the answer she wanted. After crossing the waterfall from the cave, Song Qingtang's clothes were still dry. Only then did she return to Mingluantai.
Mingluan Terrace was in the same state as before she left. The immortal servants were busy cleaning, but most of the jade plates were piled up. They were probably the unresolved matters in the sect waiting for her to deal with.
Song Qingtang put aside all distractions and dealt with her official business seriously. When the jade plates on the desk gradually became less and less and she had some free time, she thought of the bright golden flower that she had put into her storage bag.
When she took it out, the flower was already in tatters. Perhaps it was because the ink sea absorbed the vitality and it had not been nourished by spiritual energy for many days. Song Qingtang just shook her head and injected a trace of spiritual power into it to test it.
Unfortunately, there is no way to save the situation.
However, Song Qingtang did not discard the broken flower. Although the flower could not be preserved, it was not difficult for her to refine an artifact based on it.
Thinking of this, she called the immortal servant, "Go and do something for me."
The fairy servant naturally obeyed the order. Although it didn't know why Song Qingtang suddenly wanted the flowers from the mortal realm, it still did as it was ordered.
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Mingluan Terrace was completely silent at night. In fact, Chi Wanyin seldom set foot here. The last time she did so was to ask Song Qingtang to allow her to go to Silver Moon Valley with him.
This place is called Mingluantai, naturally because it raises the sect's rare birds, and among those rare birds, the Luan bird is the most prominent, but the Luan bird does not open its voice easily on ordinary days.
Fortunately, Chi Wanyin was not in the mood to listen to the birds singing. The fairy servant held the lantern and led people towards the flower garden. She was just secretly wondering why her senior sister was here here today instead of always inviting her to the main hall.
A small pavilion was built in the flower garden, and Song Qingtang was sitting in the pavilion, staring at somewhere in a daze.
After the immortal servant who led the way left, Chi Wanyin called her softly, "Senior Sister."
Song Qingtang looked at his junior sister with eyes as bright as ever. She was wearing an ordinary disciple uniform, but she looked indescribably pleasing to the eye.
"Come here, junior sister." Song Qingtang waved at her. Chi Wanyin slowly came over and sat beside her, so she could also see the scenery that Song Qingtang had just seen. Under the faint light of fireflies, patches of brilliant golden flowers bloomed in the flower garden.
"Today is your birthday. What gift do you want?" Song Qingtang asked her.
Chi Wanyin drooped her eyelashes; she had forgotten about it herself.
As for gifts, she didn't seem to need anything. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Senior Sister, I want to see you dance with a sword." She didn't want Song Qingtang to spend money to give her anything precious, so this request was just right.
"Okay, since Junior Sister wants to see it, I will use this sword dance as your birthday gift."
So in this pavilion, Song Qingtang summoned out Shi Shui, a sword that he rarely unsheathed, and began to dance with the sword.
As graceful as a startled swan, as graceful as a swimming dragon. [1]
When Chi Wanyin saw this poem in a book before, she thought it was an exaggeration. But when she saw it today, she realized that it was not false.
After the dance, like a light cloud covering the moon, Song Qingtang put away his sword and stood up. "Junior sister, are you satisfied?"
Chi Wanyin smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "Senior Sister must be satisfied with my sword dance."
"That's good." Song Qingtang nodded slightly, "In fact, besides this sword dance, I have something else I want to give to my junior sister."
She took out something from her storage bag. It turned out to be the golden flower from before. However, after being refined by her hands, it was now a magical weapon as bright and clean as new.
Chi Wanyin was naturally a little surprised, "I thought the flower was lost."
Song Qingtang just smiled and put the magic weapon on her hair like a hairpin.
He then called the immortal servant to bring some fine wine, "Junior sister, please try this fine wine."
Seeing that she didn't move, Song Qingtang couldn't help but add, "I know you are still young and this wine is not intoxicating, don't worry."
Hearing her say this, Chi Wanyin, although not good at drinking, also took a sip. The wine was indeed very sweet at first sip, and there was a lingering sweetness in the mouth after drinking it, which was completely different from strong liquor.
Song Qingtang also drank a cup. The night breeze was cool, and the two of them sat alone in the pavilion. Song Qingtang didn't usually wear lipstick, but looking at her red lips, Chi Wanyin suddenly remembered that ridiculous kiss.
The previous doubts lingered in my mind again. Was my senior sister really controlled by the Gu and lost consciousness at that time?
On the contrary, Song Qingtang saw her blushing face and thought she was drunk, so he reached out and touched her forehead, "Why is your face so hot? Are you okay?"
"Why don't we rest at Mingluantai for one night today?" Song Qingtang suggested. After all, Song Qingtang was really worried about letting his drunk junior sister go back alone.
The cool hand touched her forehead, bringing her back to her senses. "Okay."
There are quite a few guest rooms in Mingluan Terrace. Although there are not many guests staying here on weekdays, they are all cleaned spotlessly by the immortal servants.
Even when she was lying on the couch in the guest room, Chi Wanyin was still unsure. After all, her abnormal behavior was really hard to explain. Then she had an even more absurd idea. Could it be that she liked her senior sister?
Chi Wanyin herself couldn't explain why she had this idea. In her previous life, she had seen many cultivators trapped in love and even turned against each other, so she decided not to find a Taoist partner.
What is rare is that Xu Anzhi shares the same opinion as her. Although they both became demon cultivators, they always know what they want.
When she thought of this, Chi Wanyin wanted to close her eyes and fall asleep immediately. She had only hated her in her previous life, so why did it turn out like this now?
But what Chi Wanyin didn't expect was that she would have a dream full of bizarre scenes. When she woke up, she still couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
As soon as she got off the bed, she quickly flew back to the bamboo house on her sword.
When she touched the golden magic weapon on her hair, she realized that everything that happened last night was not a dream.
After doing all this, she finally entered into a state of meditation. After this experience, she felt that she might be approaching the bottleneck of foundation building, but the golden elixir could not be cultivated overnight.
Her cultivation had reached a bottleneck. After thinking about it, she decided to go out and fly towards Chuyun Peak on her sword.
Chi Wanyin went to Liu Qianhe's yard, but unexpectedly did not meet Liu Qianhe. Instead, she saw Xu Yunting refining the elixir here. Chi Wanyin knew with a little perception that her aura was now stronger than before, and she must have reached the foundation-building stage.
Seeing that Xu Yunting was concentrating on refining the elixir and didn't want to disturb him, Chi Wanyin just performed a set of sword techniques on the side. When she stopped, Xu Yunting's furnace of elixirs had already been refined.
Xu Yunting was delighted when he saw her, "Wanyin, I have already reached the Foundation Establishment Stage."
Chi Wanyin smiled, "That's good. Are you used to being at Chuyun Peak?"
"Of course it's very good. Senior Sister Liu takes great care of me." Xu Yunting replied to her. She knew that this was probably because of Chi Wanyin.
Xu Yunting put away the alchemy furnace, and the two of them moved to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down. Chi Wanyin then recounted her experiences in the Vast Sea Secret Realm, but she omitted the part about Song Qingtang. Xu Yunting smiled as he listened, "I'm afraid I'll be able to leave the sect and gain some experience in the future."
The Yantian Sect stipulates that only disciples in the foundation-building stage can go out for training. Xu Yunting has been in the sect for a long time, so it is naturally a good thing for him to go down the mountain.
"Yeah." After the two finished talking, Chi Wanyin felt that it was time to leave, not to mention that she still had to go find Liu Qianhe. However, Xu Yunting stuffed all the pills he had just refined into hers, causing Chi Wanyin to laugh. "You don't need so many."
However, she couldn't resist Xu Yunting, so she finally took over half of it. After Chi Wanyin left the courtyard, she asked the cultivators busy in the spiritual field, "Have you seen Senior Sister Qianhe?"
One of the monks pointed the way for her, "Senior Sister Qianhe should be handling matters at Zhilan Pavilion now."
Since Elder Ye left, all the affairs of Chuyun Peak fell on Liu Qianhe. She had never dealt with these things before, so she was naturally overwhelmed.
Zhilan Pavilion was originally a quiet place, but now it is used as a place to handle affairs, so it has naturally become lively.
Before Chi Wanyin reached the door, she heard Liu Qianhe's voice.
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①② are both from "The Goddess of Luo River"
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