Chapter 105 Cloud Soul and Rain Spirit (Part Four) It actually has such a wondrous use? ...
Lin Feiran looked up and was momentarily stunned.
Ru Xue's movements were of unknown origin; they were as swift as a swan's feather and as graceful as a willow's body, yet they did not lose their momentum or appear weak.
He casually sat on a branch, backlit by the light and shadow, and raised his eyebrows as usual, making his face appear somewhat blurry, yet unexpectedly captivating.
"What are you looking at me for? Go on."
Lin Feiran only snapped back to reality upon hearing this seemingly teasing remark.
She thought frankly, "As expected of him."
No matter how long anyone has known him, there will always be moments when they are lost in thought.
Composing himself, Lin Feiran lit both incense pills in his hand. Amidst the swirling smoke, a tangy and invigorating aroma wafted out, spreading several feet away.
Not far away, Shen Qi, who was crouching and searching for grass, sneezed a few times. When he opened his eyes, he saw several white shadows dart past him as if they were rolling bolts of lightning.
He immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw several giant rabbits, each as tall as his knees, confronting Lin Feiran.
Between the two sides were those two sour-smelling glutinous rice balls.
In an instant, lightning flashed beneath Lin Feiran's feet, and with a slight movement, the rabbits scattered in a panic.
In the blink of an eye, it dispersed several feet away.
Ru Xian sat on the branch, watching her movements intently and giving her instructions.
He spoke very quickly, but Lin Feiran was not slow either. The two of them, one still and one moving, worked together very well.
While Lin Feiran was catching the rabbit, Ru Xian still had the energy to glance at Shen Qi, who was looking at Lin Feiran with his lips pursed, his eyes still shining.
"Have you found your magic herb?"
He suddenly spoke, his tone commanding and descending, which sounded very familiar to Shen Qi. He instinctively composed himself and looked up at the branch.
"I'll look for it right away!"
Ru Xian remained silent until Chen Qi crouched back in the bushes and searched around before he finally spoke.
“Spiritual herbs do not grow in clusters. After finding one, you must stay at least seven steps away from the next one.”
"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist." Shen Qi humbly accepted the advice and began searching diligently.
On the other hand, Lin Feiran was already quite perceptive, and with Ru Xian's guidance, he was even more adept at catching snow rabbits. The purple-blue lightning under his feet gradually turned green, like lightning and wind, and his speed was more than twice as fast as before.
"Gotcha!"
With a hint of joy in her eyes, she grabbed the rabbit's ears and held it high above the hailstones.
He raised an eyebrow, leaped down from the tree, closed the red umbrella in his hand, and bound her to the leather armor on her back.
"I just examined it, and the umbrella sword you chose is an excellent one."
However, sword appraisal isn't my area of expertise. I'll have Zhang Si take a look at it after we return to the Demon Capital.
As he finished speaking, he drew four golden threads from his fingers and wrapped them around the snow rabbit's four feet. He then took the snow rabbit out of Lin Feiran's arms and picked up a few withered blades of grass, placing them on the snow rabbit's nose.
It was very perceptive and knew that the person in front of it was not to be trifled with, so it obediently sniffed and kicked its legs. Only then did Ru Xian show a hint of satisfaction.
He then took out two more fragrant pills and tossed them casually. The snow rabbit leaped up and swallowed them as if it were a delicacy.
"lead the way."
It's not an order, but it's more powerful than one.
The snow rabbit immediately moved forward, not daring to delay for even a moment. Shen Qi, who was standing nearby, also looked up upon hearing the sound and hurried over upon seeing the situation.
The grass leaves from earlier were probably the withered branches of the spiritual herbs needed. The snow rabbit knew this and ran straight toward its destination.
With such diligence, anyone who saw it would mistake it for a domesticated rabbit.
Perhaps sensing an unspeakable threat, the stubborn creature slid off Ru Xian's wrist and instantly transformed into a snow rabbit, walking along the ground.
Only his eyes remained as blue as jade.
As it walked, it glanced at Ru Xian and Lin Feiran, its short tail swishing rapidly.
Shen Qi looked surprised, but dared not speak to Ru Xian, so he could only secretly ask Lin Feiran.
Upon learning that this wondrous creature loved to eat gold, he took out a gold inkstone about the size of two fists and generously fed it to the creature.
Lin Feiran paused, her gaze towards Shen Qi now filled with a hint of inquiry.
Shen Qi always presented himself with a mask.
During the Flying Flower Gathering, his mask was washed off, but Lin Feiran covered his true face with ink, and no one has seen it since.
Cultivators are still human. In this world, gold and silver are still the main commodities. Even if he is a disciple of the Imperial Academy, he cannot afford to spend money so lavishly.
Lin Feiran couldn't help but ponder his identity.
"What is your relationship with that person just now?"
While pondering, Lin Feiran suddenly heard a clear and melodious voice, which was the voice of the Golden Wave Sword Spirit.
The two people beside her did not react, so she assumed that only she could hear the voice. So she asked.
Who is being referred to as "senior"?
"The one who will receive the umbrella," the Golden Wave Sword Spirit said again.
“He has an impressive appearance, but his cultivation level is unknown. He was also very careful when probing my sword just now, as if he was afraid that I might be some kind of evil sword.”
Lin Feiran pondered for a moment, then said, "I told you before that after leaving the valley, you would go to the demon realm with me. He is a member of the demon race, and I am now acquainted with him."
The sword spirit understood, then a hint of surprise arose: "He's a demon, how could he enter the Pilgrimage Valley?"
Not long after he finished speaking, the sword spirit thought of a possibility.
No matter how high their cultivation level, demons cannot enter the Pilgrimage Valley. The spiritual array here naturally repels them unless the demons are tainted by human energy.
She was somewhat uncertain: "Is he your contracted demon?"
Lin Feiran remained silent for a moment. Explaining this matter would be very lengthy, and now was not the right time.
She said, "We did indeed form a contract to serve demons, but to say that he is my contracted demon would be an exaggeration. Now there is no distinction between subordinate and subordinate; we simply help each other."
The sword spirits have different personalities. The Kunwu sword spirit is proud, the Tai'a sword spirit is arrogant, the Cangshan sword spirit is calm, and the Jinlan sword spirit is different.
She was clearly more curious.
She then asked, "Mutual help and support?"
Lin Feiran calmly said, "You may not have noticed just now, but my spiritual veins are abnormal, making it difficult for me to advance. However, he can help me heal them."
Almost immediately, a warm sensation flowed through my meridians, but due to blockages in many places, it took quite a while to complete a full cycle.
The Golden Wave Sword Spirit paused slightly, but her voice softened even more: "How could this be?"
"I don't know." Lin Feiran replied casually, even with a hint of joking.
"There are too many mysteries surrounding me. After comparing them one by one, the doubt about the spiritual vein is nothing. At least there is a way to cure it now."
"So that's how it is..." The voice of the Golden Wave Sword Spirit was somewhat ethereal.
"Don't be afraid. Now that I'm here, I will definitely help you see through the fog."
Lin Feiran smiled slightly: "Then thank you very much."
After saying that, the sword spirit didn't speak again. The three of them followed the snow rabbit, turning left and right, through the dense forest, and arrived at a narrow cave. Lin Feiran also stopped talking.
Chen Qi, carrying the heavy object, stepped forward to examine it and exclaimed in realization, "This is a narrow passage!"
Ancient books record that there was a glimmer of life in the dense forest of the Pilgrimage Valley, left by our ancestors, which later became a blessed land, enjoying endless prosperity.
The snow rabbit walked to the cave entrance and made as if to go inside, but was stopped by the hailstones and couldn't go forward or backward for a moment.
Lin Feiran took out a bright pearl and walked to the cave entrance to examine it.
This is a narrow crevice, wider at the bottom than at the top. In the wider part, one has to bend over to walk through, and it is only wide enough for one person to pass through. At the end, there is a sliver of extremely bright sunlight.
She turned around and distributed the pearls to the two of them. Then she walked to the crevice and said in a clear voice, "Let's see what's behind the crevice. I'll go ahead and clear the way."
Neither of them had any objections, so Lin Feiran crouched down and entered, holding the pearl in one hand and the umbrella in the other, clearing the way with great care.
With bright pearls illuminating the scene and the sound of wind blowing in, this place is not too difficult.
As Ru Xian and Chen Qi followed behind, they suddenly heard Chen Qi say, "Wen Ran, there are carvings on the stone walls on both sides. I wonder who left them."
Lin Feiran then glanced to the side, but she was so busy moving forward that she had overlooked the things around her.
Beneath the shimmering pearl, the patterns on the stone wall appear quite rough, as if someone had deliberately carved them there, rather than sketching them haphazardly.
The foremost mark is etched at the highest point of the crevice, resembling an unnamed peak with a waterfall cascading down its summit.
At the bottom of the waterfall, instead of a clear pool or a river, stands another towering peak, from which the waterfall cascades down once more...
One mountain after another is carved downwards like steps, until the very bottom of the crevice.
"Is this a mountain peak relay?" Shen Qi couldn't help but wonder.
"I don't think I've ever heard of such a place before. I suppose someone was bored in the crevice and just casually carved it."
The carvings are too methodical, but the mountains and rivers are connected and constantly repeated, making it seem like a boring work.
If Lin Feiran hadn't actually seen the real scene, she would probably have thought the same as Shen Qi.
When she first formed a pact with Ru Xian, their cultivation levels were too different, and the yin-yang symbols in their eyes affected each other, so she and Ru Xian swapped dreams.
What I saw in my dream was such a fairyland.
This was probably Ru Xian's hometown. She had thought it was somewhere in the demon realm, but after spending a few months in Lan City, the demon capital, she was now certain that this place was definitely not in the demon realm.
But how could such a scene be seen in the Valley of the Pilgrims?
Lin Feiran was puzzled, but she didn't want to turn around and look at Ru Xian's expression, so she could only ask quietly.
"Senior Sword Spirit, have you ever seen such a place where mountains and rivers float and connect?"
I asked without much hope, but I never expected to receive a reply from the sword spirit.
"This place does resemble the legendary Phoenix County. However, the engravings are rather hasty; perhaps they were just a coincidence made by someone else."
"Where is Phoenix County? Why have I never heard of it?"
The Golden Wave Sword Spirit pondered for a moment: "Because this is a hidden place between heaven and earth, it has only been rumored and no one has ever seen the real thing, just like the Penglai Immortal Mountain recorded in ancient books, which is just a legend. Over time, it has been forgotten, and by your generation, very few people know about it."
Lin Feiran thought of the great fire in her dream and the swirling mist.
So Phoenix County really exists, and so the hailstones came from there.
"Why have you stopped?"
A clear, melodious voice came from behind, brushing around the back of my neck and bringing a faint coolness.
Lin Feiran snapped out of her thoughts and said, "We're almost at the exit. I'll go out first, and you can follow."
Shen Qi was certain that these engravings were done casually, so he stopped caring and simply held the pearl forward.
Lin Feiran was getting closer and closer to the sliver of light in front of her, but when she finally emerged from the crevice, she found that there was a precipice outside the cave.
The cliff face was covered with ice and snow, and many small trees grew on the sharp cliff.
But rather than trees, they are more like dried, decaying branches.
Bare and leafless, with cracked branches, yet revealing a golden-red sheen within, like the essence of Yangyan.
Shen Qi recognized it at a glance and asked in surprise, "This is the Fusang tree?"
So simple and unadorned, yet it is priceless outside the valley.
Lin Feiran replied, "That should be it."
She turned her head and saw that the snow rabbit was just standing still, without making any further moves.
Since they were brought here, it means that the spiritual herbs are among the clusters of hibiscus trees.
Lin Feiran looked down and saw that the cliffs were shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see how deep the valley was or whether there was a road or a river at the bottom.
Shen Qi said, "Some people also need branches of Fusang wood, so I will use my brush to fetch them for them."
He had just taken out that old pen when Lin Feiran stopped him with a raised hand. She frowned and said, "I feel something is wrong here."
Before they could explain why something was wrong, several people emerged from the mountain peaks beside them, and footsteps echoed from the narrow passage behind them.
Lin Feiran turned around and saw that the newcomers were Qi Chen, Cheng Hua, and several other cultivators dressed similarly.
Qi Chen seemed somewhat surprised to see her, nodding with a smile as a greeting. Cheng Hua was excited, but unable to acknowledge Lin Feiran, she had to suppress her excitement.
Those who were able to find these narrow passages in the vast dense forest must have possessed extraordinary abilities.
Looking at this scene, they did not make any rash moves for a moment.
A beast tamer summoned a flying eagle, attempting to use it to carry a branch. Just as it flew to the edge of a cliff, the thin clouds below immediately surged, and an unnamed force plummeted down, causing the flying eagle to vanish.
The expressions of everyone immediately turned serious.
Lin Feiran frowned slightly, her gaze falling on the snow rabbit at her feet.
Since this spiritual herb is one of its foods, it naturally knows how to get down to it.
As if she had the same idea, he withdrew the golden thread, whistled softly, and the snow rabbit responded.
It arched to the edge of the cliff and, without warning, leaped into the air. To everyone's astonishment, it floated down like a soft cloud onto the Fusang tree, then burrowed into the cliff face. Its sharp claws clung to the ice and snow, nibbled at a faintly glowing spiritual herb, and then merged into the snow and disappeared.
As expected, it escaped.
Lin Feiran's eyes lit up with joy, for that spiritual herb was exactly what Ru Xian needed!
Just then, she heard the sword spirit speak again.
Do you want hibiscus wood?
Lin Feiran was pondering how to proceed when he said, "I need the Fusang wood, but I need the spirit herbs that the snow rabbit ate even more."
The sword spirit suddenly fell silent, then asked again, its tone somewhat strange: "You want the Cloud Soul Rain Grass?"
Lin Feiran responded, not really caring what the herb was called, but then felt that her tone was off, so she asked seriously.
"Senior Sword Spirit, is there a problem with this spirit herb?"
"...The Cloud Soul Rain Spirit Grass is the coldest and most poisonous substance in the world, but it also has the effect of nourishing the body." The sword spirit added, "Are you unwell?"
Lin Feiran replied, "These herbs were found for the person beside me."
The sword spirit breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "It's good that it wasn't you. This herb is extremely poisonous. Normally, it's only used as a medicinal ingredient, and one leaf is enough. But if... if a lot is added, the extreme cold will generate heat, and the effects won't dissipate for a long time..."
The spirit of the Golden Wave Sword did not continue.
The medicine has more than one effect, and since it's not Lin Feiran who's taking it, why bother explaining it so clearly?
She spoke vaguely, and Lin Feiran didn't press her for details, as she was more concerned about getting the medicine.
"Senior Sword Spirit, you have stayed in this Pilgrimage Valley for many years. Do you know how to climb down here?"
The sword spirit quickly responded: "I don't know any other methods, but if we use the Golden Wave Umbrella as an anchor, we can float and sink."
Lin Feiran was puzzled for a moment: "What does 'anchor' mean?"
She had only just acquired the Golden Orchid Sword and wasn't very clear on how to use it.
Blade Spirit spoke with a smile, his tone slightly upturned, as if he were quite pleased with himself.
"Wherever the Golden Umbrella is, the Sword Master will surely return."
In a daze, she seemed to see that person in red robes and light armor standing thousands of miles away, but the moment the umbrella opened, she was already under it.
It actually has this wonderful use?
Author's note: Even if it means staying up all night, I have to pick the weeds today. When can I have a six-day work week? Going to work is ruining my day (loudly).
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