Chapter 179 Heading to the Cool Cave, Sang Zhitao looked at him suspiciously...
Sang Zhitao looked at Qinglan suspiciously: "You..."
Qinglan gently pressed her fingertips to her lips: "Some things are better known than spoken."
Sang Zhitao frowned as she looked at Qinglan. This wasn't the first person to speak in riddles to her; she had encountered several others in previous worlds, and almost every one of them was related to the final fragment of the world.
She wasn't sure if Qinglan in front of her also knew about her origins and the fragments of the world, and she didn't dare to reveal it rashly.
To the others, her hesitant expression was merely a sign of her worry about the future.
Qingyan couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is the first person I've ever met who cultivates the Dao of Life. I really look forward to seeing what you'll look like when you reach the end."
Qinglan glanced at her and said, "Putting her aside, even though you cultivate the Dao Integration, it doesn't mean you should pour most of your cultivation into the rules."
Qingyan touched the tip of his nose: "I can't ascend to immortality like others, and there are few people in this world who can hurt me. Keeping this cultivation is useless. I might as well add some spiritual energy to the world."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why can't Qingyan ascend to immortality?"
The other three froze, especially Que Xian, who subconsciously looked at Qing Yan with a hint of worry in her eyes.
Qingyan waved his hand dismissively: "I don't know either. Anyway, since I reached the Dao Integration Realm, I have never had the slightest connection with heaven and earth, but I have been able to infuse my cultivation into the rules of the Heavenly Dao."
Sang Zhitao became even more curious: "So those who cultivate the Dao don't merge with the Heavenly Dao? Instead, they infuse their cultivation into the rules of heaven and earth, and then ascend?"
"Who told you that the Dao Integration is like this? Isn't this misleading people?" Qinglan said, glancing sideways at Qingyan beside her, her already serious face showing even more displeasure.
Before Sang Zhitao could speak, Qingyan quickly explained, "It wasn't me. Perhaps it was just a few words I overheard in the demon realm. You know they love to talk nonsense."
Qinglan couldn't help but give her a reproachful look before sighing and patting Sang Zhitao's head, saying, "Don't believe those demons and monsters. They don't abide by the rules of heaven and earth, and sooner or later they will be cleansed by heaven and earth."
However, despite her confident words, Qinglan's eyes held a hint of deep worry.
Only Sang Zhitao, who was opposite her, saw this expression. She pursed her lips and subconsciously wanted to ask, but received a dissuading look from Qinglan.
Qingyan and Quexian ignored the subtle exchange between the two women. After thinking for a moment, they said to Qinglan, "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to Quexian's place?"
Qinglan waved her hand, displaying the strange cloud formations she had witnessed along the way in mid-air: "I came here for this."
Looking at the spectacular sea of clouds resonating together, Que Xian couldn't stop smiling. She glanced at Sang Zhi Tao in amazement, her eyes fixed on the magnificent scene in mid-air.
Qingyan raised an eyebrow, a smug look on her face: "As expected of our divine beast clan, you are truly amazing."
Qinglan sighed, "She is still young, and this turmoil will likely attract the attention of the demon realm."
Qingyan snorted coldly: "Why should I be afraid of them? Three thousand years ago, I was able to kill them so badly that they dared not show their faces. Now that I am still alive, why should I fear them?"
Qinglan shook her head slightly: "You don't know, three hundred years ago, a genius emerged in the demon realm. He was incredibly skilled and his actions resonated throughout the demon realm."
Qingyan frowned slightly, subconsciously looking at the sky outside, and murmured softly, "Is there really no hope?"
Que Xian frowned and said from the side, "I have also heard rumors about this person. He suddenly appeared and I heard that he has reached the Dao Integration Realm in just three hundred years. He is a troublesome person."
"Elder Qing said that a savior will descend to earth, and I have been searching for a savior in the Three Realms." As she spoke, Qinglan looked at Qingyan, "and also looked for you."
Qingyan awkwardly touched the tip of her nose.
Qinglan continued, "But so many years have passed, and I have never found it. This time, the resonance of the sea of clouds appeared, and Elder Qing suspected that it was the savior descending to earth, so he asked me to come here."
She glanced at Sang Zhitao and frowned slightly: "But this child is a member of the divine beast clan, and naturally possesses talent. The resonance with the sea of clouds might also be due to the bloodline of the divine beast clan, so..."
Qingyan remained silent for a while before speaking: "I know, I'll take her with me to see Elder Qing."
Qinglan lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, the sooner the better, let's go now."
Qingyan paused, then hesitated before speaking, "How about... we wait a little longer?"
Qinglan glanced at her sideways: "What? Is there something else you need to do?"
Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine as memories of being constantly reprimanded by Qinglan in her younger days flooded her mind. She quickly shook her head and said, "No need, no need."
Qinglan spoke softly, glancing apologetically at the Sparrow Immortal beside her: "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Demon Immortal. This matter is truly urgent, and I cannot discuss the Dao with you. It is truly impolite of me."
The Sparrow Fairy waved her hands repeatedly: "No need to be so polite. It is already an honor for Lord Qinglan to grace my humble abode. How could I dare to disturb your important business?"
As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and handed it to Sang Zhitao: "This is my Qiankun bag. It contains a lot of snacks that I make every day. You can keep it to eat."
After receiving the gift, Sang Zhitao thanked Que Xian repeatedly before following Qing Yan and the other person to find Elder Qing.
The Qingliang Cave where Elder Qing resides.
Qingliang Cave is located in a blessed land for human cultivation in the cultivation world, and is really far away from the land of demons and immortals.
The two places were separated by strong winds. Qinglan was worried that Sang Zhitao was too young to withstand the strong winds, so she took out a small boat the size of a palm from her sleeve.
With a gentle wave, the small boat landed in front of them and instantly transformed into a magnificent ship.
"Let's go." Qinglan flew onto the ship first, and Qingyan glanced at Sang Zhitao before following with a smile.
Seeing that the two of them flew up without waiting for her, Sang Zhitao understood what they meant.
He closed his eyes slightly, felt the energy within his body, and followed his instincts, subconsciously waving his hand. His body then floated lightly forward.
"Indeed, you have talent." Qinglan nodded with a smile.
Seeing that her serious face showed a touch of friendliness under that smile, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but smile sweetly back at her.
Qinglan only thought Sang Zhitao in front of her was cute and didn't think too much about it.
The ship was so magnificent that Sang Zhitao couldn't help but admire it.
You should know that in her previous life she had seen all kinds of amazing ancient artifacts, as well as modern aesthetic handicrafts made under the industrial system.
But none of them could compare to the magnificent ship before her.
Its exquisite craftsmanship is unparalleled, and its magnificence is simply breathtaking, further enhanced by its modern-style macaron color scheme. She simply couldn't imagine that such a magnificent ship belonged to Qinglan, who appeared so serious and old-fashioned.
"How about it? This is Qinglan's treasure." Qingyan walked up behind her, looked at the amazement on her face, and teased her with a smile.
Qinglan gently patted her: "That's all nonsense."
Qingyan raised an eyebrow and teased, "Where am I talking nonsense? Could this not be a birthday gift from Senior Brother Qingwen?"
"Senior Brother Qingwen?" Sang Zhitao looked at Qinglan with some curiosity.
But Qinglan's cheeks flushed, and her eyes were filled with spring-like desire: "My husband."
"Huh!" Sang Zhitao exclaimed in surprise, "Lady Qinglan actually has a husband?"
Qingyan patted her on the shoulder: "You are my disciple, you should call Qingwen and Qinglan 'Master Uncle'."
Sang Zhitao pursed her lips, said nothing, and only looked at Qinglan curiously.
Qinglan couldn't stand being stared at by her any longer, so she simply turned and left, not forgetting to add, "There are plenty of rooms on the ship, so just choose one."
Seeing her leave, Qingyan raised an eyebrow smugly: "Qinglan always looks like this whenever Senior Brother Qingwen is mentioned. I always said it would be like this even ten thousand years from now."
"You deliberately mentioned Senior Brother Qingwen to make Senior Sister Qinglan shy so she wouldn't bother you?" Sang Zhitao stared wide-eyed at the person in front of her in disbelief.
Qingyan patted his belly: "Look at this belly, it's full of wine. If Qinglan doesn't leave quickly and insists on taking it all out, I won't be willing to do it."
Sang Zhitao looked at her heavily pregnant appearance speechlessly and couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Qingyan! Get in here!" Sang Zhitao had just turned around and taken a few steps when she heard Qinglan's voice coming from inside.
She couldn't help but turn around and look at Qingyan, only to see her staring incredulously at the cabin where Qinglan was.
"Pfft!" Sang Zhitao couldn't help but laugh out loud. Fearing that Qingyan would hold her accountable later, she quickly walked a few steps towards her room.
Qingyan didn't know how long Qinglan had scolded him, and he didn't show up until evening.
"Don't worry about her." Qinglan picked up a dish for her and said with a smile, "Just eat slowly."
While eating, Sang Zhitao nodded obediently, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do we still need to eat after we start cultivating? Shouldn't we be fasting?"
Qinglan had already learned about Sang Zhitao's experience from Qingyan, so she was no longer surprised by Qingyan's extensive knowledge of the demon world.
“Bigu is a cultivation method used by demons. They believe that if one embarks on the path of cultivation and then eats mortal food, it will introduce impurities into the body and delay cultivation.”
"But we in the spiritual community believe that eating is also a form of spiritual practice and enlightenment."
As she spoke, she picked up a plate of stir-fried vegetables: "Look at this dish, it requires the main ingredient, the Green Spirit Branch. The Green Spirit Branch grows extremely slowly, taking ten years to grow and ten years to mature and be harvested."
She pointed with her chopsticks at the seasonings on the plate: "Each seasoning here is a spiritual object, taking anywhere from two or three years to more than ten years before it can be used in dishes."
"Even the vegetable oil used for stir-frying has been pressed for many years."
"They discovered it through the agricultural immortals, researched how to cultivate it, and then the culinary immortals researched how to cook it, which is how this seemingly ordinary stir-fried vegetable dish came to be in front of you."
"In the mortal realm, there are many cultivators who have achieved enlightenment and ascended to this realm through farming or cooking. Even more so, a thousand years ago, there was a person who built houses for the royal family and achieved enlightenment and ascended to this realm in one day."
As she spoke, Qinglan pointed to the warship: "This warship was designed by him."
"You see, everything in this world has its own rules, just like the way of heaven. Even our clothing, food, shelter and transportation contain the rules of heaven."
Sang Zhitao nodded thoughtfully, then told Qinglan about her previous idea of finding a cultivation method that would allow ordinary people without a spiritual environment to cultivate.
Qinglan was taken aback for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "I don't know much about this matter, but Elder Qing might know a little. Why don't you ask him tomorrow?"
After Sang Zhitao agreed, the two finished their meal and returned to their rooms.
Under the stars, Sang Zhitao slept soundly.
When she woke up, she was stunned as she looked at her surroundings.
"How did I get back?"
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