The next morning, Jin Zunzun came to play with Gu Beilei. In addition to playing, there was another more important thing to do, which was to suck out the toxins from Gu Beilei.
Gu Beilei turned to look at Gu Qingxi: "Master, are your eyes really okay?"
Gu Qingxi smiled and nodded: "It's okay, although my eyes can't see for the time being, I can see things with my spiritual sense, and there is no impact. Go and play. There will be a dinner for you in the evening."
After hearing Gu Qingxi's answer, Gu Beilei waved to Gu Qingxi with relief and followed Jin Zunzun.
Gu Qingxi walked out, stood in the corridor, and heard footsteps not far away.
Turning her head slightly, she saw the fourth senior brother coming over.
"Fourth senior brother." Gu Qingxi greeted with a smile.
Baili Changfeng saw Gu Qingxi's unfocused eyes, and his heart tightened.
"Little junior sister, are your eyes better?" Baili Changfeng asked.
"Much better, it doesn't hurt anymore, and it will recover in a few days."
"That's good. But try to open your spiritual eyes less in the future." Baili Changfeng advised.
Gu Qingxi hummed and agreed.
But Baili Changfeng knew that his junior sister was very opinionated. Although she agreed now, she would still use her spiritual eyes when she needed them.
"By the way, junior sister, the evil spirit crystal priest brother said they didn't want anything, so I thought of giving all the "thank you gifts" from those monks to them, but the priest brother insisted on giving us two portions, and your portion was also..." Before Baili Changfeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Qingxi.
"Then my portion, please keep it for me first, senior brother." Gu Qingxi said.
"Okay." Baili Changfeng agreed directly. He had already saved a lot of money for his junior sister, so it didn't matter if he saved some more.
Mu Ling and Qi Fengming also came over at this time. Mu Ling waved to Gu Qingxi from a distance: "Junior sister Gu, let's go and pick spiritual fruits. There is a kind of spiritual fruit in the holy land, which tastes sweet. I guarantee you will like it."
"Okay." Gu Qingxi heard that there were delicious spiritual fruits, so she didn't bother to be polite with Mu Ling.
"Brother Baili, let's go together." Mu Ling called to Baili Changfeng.
Baili Changfeng said calmly, "No, you guys go, I'll go back to the house to make the elixir."
"Okay, then we'll bring you some spiritual fruit." Seeing this, Mu Ling didn't force him. He also knew that Brother Baili didn't like to go out on weekdays. He liked to stay in his yard to make the elixir the most.
Gu Qingxi followed Mu Ling and Qi Fengming out of the palace and walked slowly along a road into the valley of the holy land.
On the side of the road, a child herding cattle greeted Mu Ling and the others.
Gu Qingxi took a glance and saw that this child herding cattle had actually reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.
"The monks of the Holy Land have guarded here for generations, and some of them have become Taoist couples when they see each other. Most of the children in the Holy Land are descendants of these monks." Mu Ling threw a bag of nuts to the child, and explained to Gu Qingxi after walking away, "These children basically have the qualifications to practice. The Holy Land has rich spiritual energy, and the environment for their practice is also unique."
Gu Qingxi understood that this is the second generation of
cultivators who won at the starting line. "However, they have also been instilled since childhood that absolute loyalty to the Holy Land is above everything else, even their lives. The inheritance of the Holy Land is passed down from generation to generation in this way." Mu Ling continued.
Gu Qingxi actually had already vaguely seen that the Holy Land and Wu Territory were inseparable, and seemed to be separate.
Qi Fengming couldn't help asking first: "You mean, when your father and Gu Beilei have a conflict, the monks in these holy places will choose to beat your father?"
Mu Ling's face was complicated: "... Although the nature is like this, you don't have to give such an example."
Qi Fengming saw Mu Ling's complicated face, but did not restrain himself, but continued to ask with interest: "Then if a fight really breaks out, is your father stronger or the monks here stronger? Is Changling Palace stronger, or are all the monks here stronger?"
"Your question is really boring. If you ask this kind of question again, I will take action." Mu Ling said unhappily.
"Afraid of you?" Qi Fengming raised his beautiful long eyebrows and sneered.
"You seem to have forgotten that I practice witchcraft and sorcery. I won't fight you head-on. My skills are all defenseless." Mu Ling also raised his eyebrows.
Qi Fengming was silent for a while: "Forget it..."
Gu Qingxi looked at the interaction between the two and wanted to laugh for some reason.
Especially when she saw Qi Fengming's calm and cowardly look, she wanted to laugh even more.
The current Qi Fengming is more down-to-earth and more like a normal person. Of course, this kind of Qi Fengming seems to be more likable.
He will no longer make her want to beat him up when she sees him like before.
Gu Qingxi also got a message from Mu Ling's words:
although the monks of Wujiang also respect Mu Qingyu, the master of Changling Palace, as the lord of Wujiang, they respect their ancestors of Wujiang more.
This is the belief of their holy land, and it is also the value of their existence.
If Wujiang really has a conflict with the holy land, the monks of the holy land will really turn their swords against the lord of Wujiang!
The place where Mu Ling took Gu Qingxi and Qi Fengming to pick spiritual fruits was not far from the exit. When they were picking spiritual fruits, the guards guarding the door greeted them.
"It tastes good." Gu Qingxi praised after eating a spiritual fruit.
This spiritual fruit is sweet and fragrant, and it is very juicy. It feels a bit like drinking juice when you take a bite.
"Really? Then pick more if you like." Mu Ling took a bite of the spiritual fruit and squinted his eyes and said, "When we get to the underground maze, please take good care of me."
Qi Fengming glanced at Mu Ling and couldn't help complaining, "You consider this as protection money? That's too cheap."
"Isn't this just a bribe to Junior Sister Gu in advance?" Mu Ling said lazily.
While the two were bickering, Gu Qingxi saw that someone seemed to be coming to the entrance.
Mu Ling and Qi Fengming soon noticed it.
When Mu Ling saw who came in, he frowned: "Why is he here?"
"Who?" Qi Fengming asked.
"The Supreme Elder of our Changling Palace, Yan Songqing." Mu Ling said in a low voice.
"Have you heard of this person? It is said that he is the strongest in Wujiang?" Qi Fengming asked curiously.
"That should be it? That's what they say anyway. They don't usually care about worldly affairs, let alone come to the Holy Land. I always feel that they are not kind." Mu Ling frowned and said this, then quickly took out the sound transmission jade slip and started calling his father. Soon there was a voice on the other end of the sound transmission jade slip
. "What's the matter?" Mu Qingyu's voice came.
"The Supreme Elder came to the Holy Land. I think there is a problem." Mu Ling said directly.
"What?" Mu Qingyu was a little surprised, and then immediately asked, "Look, are there the two idiots from the Cave Spirit Palace and the Water Spirit Palace who came with them?"
"Really! Dad, how can you be so predictable?" Mu Ling said with some admiration.
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