"I will now depart for the Western Heavenly Region to visit the Heavenly Buddha Holy Sect. However, the journey is long, and you may need to wait patiently for some time."
Having heard of the existence of an immortal method, Luo Xihe was already quite impatient.
"Alas, it's a pity. If I had pushed the Luohuang Scripture to its highest level, with a solitary moon illuminating the past and present, ascending to the highest heavens and descending to the deepest hell, why would I need to seek out the Buddhist sect for a Dharma? I could have summoned my young friend's beloved disciple's soul myself."
Luo Xihe felt a little regretful, as he always felt that such a supreme law had benefited those bald monks in Buddhism.
Back then, he disliked that Buddhist disciple the most.
Luo Xihe is gone.
But Luo Shen'an stayed.
He originally intended to take Luo Shen'an away, but Qin Shou saw that Yi Cheng and the others were having a great time, so he warmly invited them to stay for a while. In addition, Song Ningsheng said that he could teach Luo Shen'an a few Dao techniques to help him perfect his Great Dao. Luo Xihe readily agreed.
"I'm still here? Ancestor, I'm still here?"
When she saw the old ancestor, who had come alone, leave in a hurry, the usually strong-willed Luo Shen'an finally broke down.
He never expected that he could endure the Thousand Year Kill and the insults from those few fools, but he couldn't bear his own ancestor leaving so easily, waving his sleeve and leaving him behind.
"You stay here and learn some Taoist arts from your Uncle Luo to make up for your deficiencies in the Great Dao."
These were the last words Luo Shen'an heard from her ancestor.
"I don't need it!"
"I really don't need it!"
Luo Shen'an wailed inwardly, but it was all in vain.
"Yi Cheng, it's kind of pitiful that we always throw stones at that bad guy. How about we throw mud at him today?"
At this moment, Little Fatty, who was playing in the mud in the courtyard, made the suggestion.
"Okay, then the goose needs to be kneaded into a super-big lump of mud, goose goose goose..."
"Black Rabbit, Black Rabbit, what are you doing?"
"Squeak, I'm peeing! This makes the mud stickier when I knead it..."
"......."
Every sunny day was filled with laughter and joy. As the evening sun set, Luo Shen'an was covered in mud, turning into a mud figure. He also had a pungent, foul smell, which made Qin Shou not want to touch him. He also didn't want to dirty the gourd. So today, he didn't lock him in the gourd, but let him be tied to the cross. When it rained, he would automatically wash himself clean, and then he would be pulled into the purple gourd and locked up.
The bright moon shone alone in the evening, illuminating a cross on the hill and the person on the cross.
"Ugh~"
"Ugh~~~~"
Luo Shen'an has been vomiting all afternoon.
He, the mighty King of Tiansheng, a top-tier expert in the Integration Realm, never imagined he would receive such treatment...
......
"Senior, do you think the ancestor of the Luo Shen Dynasty is reliable?"
After dinner, Qin Shou sat under the moonlight, playing chess, drinking tea, and chatting with Song Ningsheng.
"Don't worry, although the Crown Prince Xihe was arrogant and even a bit haughty, he was a man of his word."
Since he has agreed to this, he will certainly do his best to fulfill it.
Song Ningsheng picked up a chess piece and slowly placed it down. Then he said, "Alas... if he can't borrow the 'Buddha's Soul-Summoning Sutra,' then I will go down the mountain to find my old friends. Although ten thousand years have passed, those lineages are still powerful. I have good personal relationships with many lineages and have been kind to many lineages. Perhaps I can find some related secret methods from them."
However, compared to the Buddhist Soul-Summoning Sutra and the Taoist Great Dream Mending Technique, the secret methods of other Taoist traditions, while powerful, are ultimately somewhat less effective.
"Thank you very much, senior!"
Qin Shou looked at Song Ningsheng and said something from the bottom of his heart.
Having known each other for decades, he had come to trust the man before him quite a bit.
"It's nothing."
Song Ningsheng shook his head and said with a smile, "But in this state, it's not even about clinging to life. If it reappears in the eyes of the world, it will only add to the pity, hehehe."
"Haha, senior, there's no need to be so dejected. I, Qin Shou, am destined to become an immortal. One day, an immortal will stand before you, reshaping your Dao body and reappearing in the universe. Will you still be as radiant as ever?"
Qin Shou laughed heartily.
"Hehehe, I'd rather interpret that as confidence than shamelessness."
Song Ningsheng chuckled in response.
Qin Shou looked up and said, "Look at what you're saying. 'When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.' You should be happy and looking forward to it."
"So I'm just that chicken or dog?" Song Ningsheng scoffed.
"Haha, that's not entirely wrong. Senior is a simp, a pure-love warrior whom we admire. Calling him a dog wouldn't be a problem."
"I don't understand what you're saying, but you're going to lose."
As Song Ningsheng placed a black piece, a large number of white pieces on the board were immediately captured.
Qin Shou Tongling's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Wait a minute, I'll go and take down Yi Cheng."
Song Ningsheng: ...Why did you go and beat up your apprentice when you were playing chess properly?
"Master, why are you hitting the goose?"
"Because you didn't eat any bok choy at lunch and even secretly threw it away. Wasting food is shameful."
"Ah, Master, how did you see that!?"
"Hmph, Master has discerning eyes."
"What? Master's eyes are inflamed?"
Yi Cheng howled and ran ahead, while Qin Shou chased after him angrily.
While chasing and running, Yi Cheng accidentally knocked over the chessboard.
Qin Shou stopped and shouted in annoyance, "Hey, Yi Cheng, what are you doing? How could you be so careless as to knock over the chessboard? You're going to drive your master crazy!"
Seeing that his teacher had been playing chess for a long time, he was about to win.
Now look what happened!
"Oh well, he's being clever. We'll just have to call it a draw."
Qin Shou shook his head, looking dejected.
Song Ningsheng was stunned for a moment... Goodness, you've really gone all out!
"Alright, Yicheng, go play. Little Fatty will come and tidy up the scattered chess pieces later."
Qin Shou waved his hand dismissively.
"Master, Little Fatty said she's not coming."
"Hmph, does she still want the Wishing Pearl?"
Da da da!
"My dear master, I'm here! Do you need me to do some work? I love doing chores!"
"That's right, go pick up the chess pieces on the ground and put them back in the jar. Make sure to put the black and white pieces separately."
"Okay, I'll pick it up right away."
Little Fatty ran to the table, picked up the chess set, and, with his little bottom sticking out, carefully picked up the chess pieces one by one under the peach blossoms.
......
The next day, the sky was bright and clear.
Little Yuanbao ran to the front mountain early in the morning, urging his junior aunt to take him to catch fish.
The Qin beast lay under the peach tree, a typical corpse.
Bored, he called out to Song Ningsheng to play chess, but no matter how he called, Song Ningsheng did not respond.
(ˉ▽￣～) "Tch~~, if it's not going to rain, it's not going to rain."
Qin Shou held a bamboo fan in his hand, leisurely fanning himself with a few wisps of spring breeze.
At this moment, Master Roshi, who was not yet fully sober, staggered towards the front mountain.
"Oh, senior, you've sobered up?" Qin Shou greeted with a smile.
"Hehe, yes, the wine you brewed, young friend, is so delicious! I had a wonderful dream about it last night."
Master Roshi chuckled awkwardly, then rubbed his hands together, seemingly embarrassed, and asked:
"Young friend, I drank a bit too much yesterday..."
"Hey, senior, what are you saying? We're all family, what's wrong with you having a few more drinks?"
"Hehe, um, I wanted to ask if I ever said anything... like giving away the divine stone unintentionally?"
Master Roshi asked tentatively.
Qin Shou was greatly surprised. He immediately slammed his hand on the chair and stood up, staring wide-eyed as he said:
"What? Your divine stone? That's mine!"
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