Zhou Qing's soul soared into the sky and flew into the valley again.

And in the corner just now, there was only a mess, but there was nothing left, not even any ashes.

The two day-traveling monks were unable to resist at all, and their souls returned to the underworld.

The powerful Huang family's saint who was far away in the sky discovered the changes below, and was angry and shocked, and roared loudly.

"Demon clan, the Huang family will kill you!"

"boom!"

Then he was slapped by Lu Qingmo and flew out.

Zhou Qing ignored the threat.

You want to kill the demons, what does that have to do with me? Besides, come here!

When they went into the valley again, the Huang family members inside were all shocked. Then they saw that there was no one chasing Zhou Qing, and they were all horrified.

Where are their elders? Where are the two elders who are so senior?

How come he disappeared after just a short while?!

"Stand still, I can spare your lives."

Zhou Qing glanced at everyone and issued a warning.

But some people did not listen to the advice and instead encouraged others to attack Zhou Qing.

Then he was easily beaten to death by Zhou Qing without using any powerful Taoist magic.

Zhou Qing's eyes were as cold as lightning as he stared at everyone. Wherever his eyes went, there was complete silence.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing dived directly into the lake in the valley.

These people also have to stay and tip off the Huang family, telling the top leaders of the Huang family what happened today and who the real murderer is who killed the Huang family monks.

Without them, wouldn't the truth about the demons committing crimes in Sanyin Valley be revealed? Zhou Qing would never allow such a thing to happen! The Huang family must not be kept in the dark!

The reason why Zhou Qing wanted to lure the two day-wandering monks out to deal with them was because he didn't want them to see the Taoist magic he was using.

He will have to stay in Tianyue County in the future, and it is inevitable that he will use these two Taoist magics. It would be embarrassing if he was recognized.

Taibai Zhouqing is a just and bright person, and he cannot have anything to do with the evil demon clan.

The two cultivators were led out of the valley and dealt with quickly and efficiently, so that no one could discover the flaw in Zhou Qing's disguise.

Perfect disguise.

Diving all the way down, Zhou Qing soon reached the stone slab at the bottom, and then he released An Lang.

"Hey, we're here so soon?"

An Lang floated around, somewhat surprised.

Zhou Qing had already told An Lang about the trip to Sanyin Valley on the way.

Before Zhou Qing could answer An Lang's question, he saw the seven-pointed star mark in his hand suddenly emerge, then separate from his hand and float in the air.

The same was true for the mark between An Lang's eyebrows. The two marks merged into one and shone brightly.

“Click!”

There was a sound of breaking stone slabs.

The stone slab with the seven words "the sky is high and the underworld is low" written on it shattered into pieces, and then the damage spread to the surrounding stone slabs, and the entire lake bottom was cracked.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a corner collapsed, rocks fell down, and a cave appeared in front of the two people. A light curtain covered the cave entrance, isolating the lake water from the space below and preventing the lake water from entering the cave.

There is obviously another world under the lake.

"It should be down there."

"Sir, don't move. Let me go down and explore the way for you."

An Lang said that he would lead by example, but he did not move forward. Instead, he shrank back.

Zhou Qing rolled his eyes. What nonsense you are talking about! I would be crazy if I believed you.

Without caring about An Lang, Zhou Qing jumped down directly.

After passing through that layer of light curtain, there is a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Although it is located under the lake, the space here is not dark. Instead, it is extremely bright, and the air is very fresh. It feels like being in nature and not depressing at all.

An Lang also floated down and followed Zhou Qing closely, holding his sleeve with one hand.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid of ghosts."

“…”

What you said is quite funny.

"You are afraid of ghosts, have you ever thought about whether I am afraid of ghosts too?"

"Sir, you must not be afraid." An Lang looked very smart.

"I am a ghost. If you are afraid, how could you be with me?"

I was speechless.

"Sir, there doesn't seem to be anything here?"

An Lang was right. This space was not big. Zhou Qing made a rough estimate and it was only about two hundred square meters.

The ground was made of bluestone, and the sky was covered with a layer of light curtain, illuminating the space, which was very empty.

There is only a stone platform in the middle.

Zhou Qing and the other person walked in. There were several things placed on the stone platform. The most obvious one was a half-meter-high statue of a god.

The statue has no carved facial features and is dressed in gorgeous black clothes, exuding its own temperament.

Zhou Qing ignored the other things on the stone platform for the time being and just stared at the statue.

"Senior Sanyin Mountain God."

Zhou Qing suddenly spoke.

"Ha, it's true." A laugh came from the statue.

"I actually met a monk who possessed the Yin-Yang Eyes after my death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out of the statue. His clothes were exactly the same as the statue's, and he also had facial features.

He was a young man with a handsome face. His eyes were deep and absorbed light, and his pupils seemed to contain the ghost realm.

The young man stared into Zhou Qing's eyes and nodded slightly.

"The Yin-Yang Eyes are familiar."

He then turned his gaze to An Lang who was hiding behind him, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"What a spirit ghost, it has both yin and yang, yet it is neither yin nor yang, it has infinite potential."

Zhou Qing said, "I hope you will forgive me for disturbing your sleep."

"I thought I kept a low profile when I was alive. Now, hundreds of years have passed since I passed away. I never thought that anyone would still know me."

The Three Yin Mountain God said with a smile, "Why bother you? I have already passed away. What I have left behind is just a mark of my soul."

It's not even a split soul or a residual soul, it's just a pure mark.

"Xuandu Temple... turns out to be the Immortal Qingyang."

True Man Qingyang is the senior from Xuandu Temple who met the mountain god in the Sanyin Valley.

In the records of Xuandu Temple, this Qingyang Zhenren spoke highly of the Three Yin Mountain God, saying that although he was a ghost god, he was indifferent and gentle, without the fierceness of a ghost.

His alchemy skills are very advanced and he has his own style.

The two met and chatted for several days before parting.

Later, True Man Qingyang also visited the God of Sanyin Mountain many times and they had a good relationship.

That's why Zhou Qing mentioned Xuandu Temple in front of the God of Sanyin Mountain.

If there was a conflict between True Man Qingyang and the God of Sanyin Mountain, he naturally would not say this.

"Among the two people fighting outside, one of them has great skills and is very skilled. He must be a disciple of Xuandu Temple."

"right."

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The Three Yin Mountain God looked at Zhou Qing and said, "Since you have the Yin-Yang Eyes and have come here, we are destined to be together."

"Although you have only just been promoted to the Sun Travel Realm at this age, your talent is not top-notch, but your soul is strong and your foundation is solid, which is not bad."

"If we work hard in the future, there is still hope."

“…”

This is the first time that Zhou Qing has received such evaluation on his talent since his debut.

This feeling is quite novel.

The Three Yin Mountain God did not know about his growing up experience and probably thought that he had started practicing at the age of twelve.

Judging from his age and cultivation level, he is only in the early stage of Japanese travel at the age of 22, so his talent cannot be said to be very good.

"You and I have a destiny. I left a few things behind before I passed away. It's not impossible for me to give them to you today."

The God of Sanyin Mountain was very straightforward and got straight to the point. He didn't waste time with Zhou Qing or reminisce about the glorious past.

The main reason is that after his mark awakens, it won’t last long.

Zhou Qing asked: "Senior, do you also have the Yin-Yang Eyes?"

The Three Yin Mountain God nodded, "Yes."

"I was born with the Yin-Yang Eyes. I have been able to see things that ordinary people cannot see since I was a child. This has caused me a lot of trouble. I believe you have had this experience before you started practicing."

No, I don't.

"Until I was 25, I was harmed by a ghost, and then I turned into a ghost myself."

"Before I passed away, I wanted to take everything with me to the underworld, but thinking about the past, I changed my mind and left behind an arrangement that only a cultivator with the Yin-Yang Eyes could see through."

"The Sanyin Valley is remote and this place is at the bottom of a lake. I thought my arrangement would never see the light of day again."

The Three Yin Mountain God smiled and shook his head, "The affairs of the world are truly marvelous, and I cannot predict them all."

In fact, what the mountain god thought before he passed away was correct. According to common sense, no one would notice his arrangement.

But there was a variable like Zhou Qing.

"How many years have passed since I passed away?"

"About three hundred years."

"It's been a long time. I'm afraid the outside world has become something I don't recognize."

The silhouette of the Three Yin Mountain God suddenly flickered slightly, and became a little more illusory, and he sighed.

"It has passed away after all. This mark won't last much longer."

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Qing."

"What about you?"

"An Lang."

The Three Yin Mountain God nodded and said, "I was lucky enough to condense the Yin God and ascend to the position of Mountain God. Unfortunately, the long lifespan of a god did not allow me to make any further progress. In the end, I could only die in meditation."

"You don't have to have high expectations for what I leave behind. I have always been alone and cannot compare to those big families."

"Even this statue was carved for me by the people of Sanyin Village next to the valley, using only the most ordinary materials."

Sanyin Village...

There is no such village next to the valley now. I am afraid it has disappeared in the past three hundred years.

"In the last moments of my life, in order to see the underworld and let my soul enter the netherworld, I spent most of my savings to refine a precious elixir in order to achieve a breakthrough and extend my lifespan."

Zhou Qing was not surprised when he heard this.

As a highly skilled alchemist, he was facing the danger of his life ending and the bottleneck of his realm.

It is almost an instinctive choice to start refining elixir to help oneself overcome difficulties.

I have such superb alchemy skills and various accumulations. It is impossible for you to just let me wait for death.

But it is obvious that the Sanyin Mountain God's gamble, in which he gambled everything, failed.

"Unfortunately, due to the limitations of my cultivation and the materials used, the precious pill was ultimately unable to be successfully produced."

When he said this, the God of Sanyin Mountain had a calm expression, without any regret or loss, as if he had already let it go.

"But the Huangquan Treasure Pill that I was deducing was not a complete failure. At the last moment, I condensed a prototype of the treasure pill."

"This prototype of Huangquan Treasure Pill is one of the treasures I left behind. If I can find an alchemist who is better than me, I can find the missing key medicinal materials."

"Then it is possible to obtain a peerless elixir that can help Yin Shen cultivators to step into the underworld!"

A glow appeared on the face of the Sanyin Mountain God, as if he was looking forward to the birth of the peerless elixir.

"If you get my legacy, I hope you can do your best to refine this precious pill to make up for my regrets back then."

Zhou Qing replied solemnly: "Please rest assured, senior. If I am lucky enough to obtain the prototype of the precious pill, I will try my best to find a way to refine it completely."

Zhou Qing agreed to this condition without any hesitation.

The God of Sanyin Mountain has been dead for three hundred years. If he really succeeds in refining the elixir, he will enjoy it himself.

If you want to make an elixir for yourself, then there is nothing to hesitate about.

The Three Yin Mountain God nodded and continued:

"Besides this prototype of the precious pill, I have not much left because I consumed so many things back then."

"I am not only an alchemist, but I am not as good as those people from the big sects. I am supported by the sect, so I am also good at growing medicinal herbs. The Sanyin Valley used to be my medicine garden."

"Although I used up all the medicinal herbs back then, I left behind many seeds. I thought that after I passed away, these seeds would have no one to take care of them and would not be able to survive, so I just collected them."

"But these things are of no use to you."

It takes years for medicinal herbs to grow to maturity, not just a day or two.

Medicinal seeds are very useful to a clan or family, and to the younger generations, but for the people who get the seeds...

This is basically a case of previous generations planting trees and future generations enjoying the shade.

Hearing this, Zhou Qing tried his best to control his facial expression and not let himself smile too obviously.

(End of this chapter)