Chapter 276: Qiong Cang Leisurely Dao Spiritual Root
"You are such a bore, kid! I was just enjoying this peaceful moment when you barged in and ruined my good mood for no reason."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang said so in the rocking chair, but his body did not move at all. He was still lying on his back, closing his eyes and tapping his legs comfortably.
Lingxiang saw this and felt very depressed.
this……
How could this be the appearance of a ten-thousand-year-old spirit? He was clearly a lazy, idle, street-smart old slacker, and the key was that he was still wearing the appearance of her little safe and sound. The more I looked at him, the more I felt...
Itchy hands!
Lingxiang resisted the urge to rush forward and beat that guy up. She secretly clenched her fists in her heart, but still kept a smile on her face.
"Senior, what are you talking about? I invited you repeatedly before, but you ignored me. I thought that my cultivation was not deep enough to convey your invitation, so I came to you in my dream. But I didn't expect you to say this about me. I really misunderstood you!"
When asking for help from others, don't be impulsive!
Wan Gu glanced at Lingxiang, who was smiling happily, and shook his hand to create a fan which he started fanning himself, but his body was still lying on the bamboo chair, fanning himself.
"Tsk tsk tsk! You little girl, when I saw you earlier, you were clearly a person who was obsessed with appearances. Now you can be so forbearing. It's quite interesting."
Lingxiang listened to the words without any expression, but she was relieved in her heart.
Although this old thing is a spirit of an artifact, he is also ahead of the chaos. Even if he is not as good as the great god Pangu, he is not a plant. Even the gods in the divine world are probably not worthy of his attention.
After all, he is a very experienced person. He has seen all kinds of people over the years. I think my little thoughts have been seen through by him a long time ago. Instead of hiding them and making myself uncomfortable, it is better to be open and honest.
Thinking of this, Lingxiang stopped being so reserved. Although she still had a smile on her face, it was very different from before. She looked less flattering and more shrewd, but the sadness in her eyes was still hard to hide.
"Senior, do you mean you enjoy listening to me babble nonsense?" Lingxiang walked forward, brushed off her skirt, and sat on the railing under the porch. "It's not that I can't, but..."
Lingxiang deliberately kept the secret, but Wan Gu was unmoved and continued to sway comfortably.
Seeing that Wan Gu Qiong Cang didn't respond, Ling Xiang rolled her eyes at him and continued, "It's just that the storyteller gets a reward for telling a story. Since I want to entertain you, I can't just sit there and clap the table for nothing, right?"
Hearing this, Wan Gu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Xiang: "You went to the trouble to find me with impure motives, and yet you used me as a shield. You are really not cute at all."
Sure enough, this old guy knows everything!
Lingxiang curled her lips and said, "Since Senior knows the purpose of my trip, I won't beat around the bush. I hope Senior will be willing to give me some guidance."
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Wan Gu Qiong Cang smacked his lips. The teapot on the table flew up and poured two cups of tea. One of them floated in front of Ling Xiang.
"It's a long story, where should I start?"
Lingxiang took a sip from the teacup, and the steam from the hot tea enshrouded her face.
"Why don't we start with this life-extending pill? Senior, please keep your story short."
…
Pangu slashed the chaos, splitting it in two: the clear rising to form heaven, the turbid falling to form earth, which later gave rise to rivers, lakes, and seas. A clan of gods descended, one of whom was named Taiyi. He eliminated the evildoers of the four seas and founded the Nine Palaces of Heaven, becoming the First Emperor of Heaven.
At that time, the spirit of the ancient flesh and blood, under the influence of the residual turbid air, gave birth to all kinds of spirits, some good and some evil, each occupying one side.
The way of heaven was rough, evil spirits were rampant, and evil spirits were rampant. Taiyi God could not bear the suffering of the living beings in the mortal world, so he combined the power of the twelve gods, irrigated the Milky Way to control the flood, and poured out a huge wave for thousands of miles.
After hundreds of thousands of years of flooding, the water finally cleared. However, the intertwining of heaven and earth over the years had gradually begun to merge. To prevent the mingling of pure and turbid waters, the ancient god Taiyi ordered eight gods to transform into eight celestial pillars. Then, exerting their utmost strength, they severed the Celestial River, finally bringing the heavens and earth to a state of stillness. Exhausted, Taiyi returned to chaos.
From then on, the heaven and earth were reborn, spiritual energy gathered, and the Phoenix and Nuwa were born in response to this spirit. They then kneaded the earth to create humans, marking the beginning of the human race. The remaining Qi of Pangu alternated between clear and turbid, and one Qi transformed into the Three Pure Ones: Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
From then on, all gods were born.
…
"etc……"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang was talking excitedly, but Ling Xiang interrupted him.
This old guy is really, it's just a pill, but it has to start from the beginning of the universe, and it has gone through many changes, so how long does it take to start?
Even if I want to listen, my spiritual power won't allow it!
"I know you are well-versed in history and current affairs, but what does that have to do with what I want?"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang glanced at Ling Xiang and muttered without hesitation, "How impetuous! If you don't explain these things clearly, how can you explain the origin of this pill?"
Lingxiang saw Wan Gu Qiong Cang's disgusted expression, and the corners of her mouth twitched for a while, but she endured it and said, "The past is gone, please keep it short, senior."
But Wan Gu curled his lips, turned into a wisp of green smoke, floated to the bamboo chair and lay down again, waving his hands and said: "Forget it, forget it, I am not in the mood anymore."
Ling Xiang rolled her eyes in anger, but she didn't dare to get angry. She could only suppress her temper and say, "Senior, you are no stranger to my temper. You are also an Ancient Order from the Heavenly World, so why would you bother with a little girl like me?"
"Ah! I see. Senior, you must be trying to temper my temper. I thank you for this. However, my cultivation is shallow, and the dream-entering technique is extremely laborious. I'm afraid I can't bear such a long and slow explanation. How about you, for the sake of our fate, please don't bother with me and be kind and keep it short."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang rocked in his rocking chair, fanning himself with a fan, without replying. After a long moment, he hummed a tune. The winding and graceful melody had a certain air of a playwright, but Ling Xiang, to her ears, felt a certain...
Harsh!
"That's quite pleasing to the ear. You're quite self-aware. You're right. Why would I bother with you about this? I'd rather send you away sooner so I can have some peace and quiet."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang said this, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then fell silent, just staring at the old locust tree in the yard with his eyes open, as if he was immersed in a memory, or as if he was considering how to start.
Lingxiang was very puzzled as to why this old guy cared about an old locust tree. This was Zhao Wuyang's heart pool. Although it looked real, it was just a dream.
But that may not be the case. After all, the Eternal Sky is an ancient spirit, so who knows what deep meaning it may have?
Just as Lingxiang was looking at the old locust tree, trying to find some clues from it, she heard Wan Gu Qiong Cang speak.
"You humans are truly bizarre. You've been gifted with spiritual bodies, yet you choose to confine yourselves to a single place. It's truly laughable."
It was like a sigh, and also like an expression of deep regret.
Lingxiang didn't understand why Wan Gu Qiong Cang had such feelings, but she didn't agree with them.
"As a human being, life on earth is like being trapped. Some people, unable to let go, hesitate and wander here," Lingxiang smiled and shook her head, pointing ahead. "But Xiao Wuyang's heart has long been open. I think his innate Qi has already flowed through his meridians. But why worry, Senior?"
In front of them, a large door stood wide open. Although it was pitch black outside, tiny stars could be seen faintly.
"If that's the case, then why bother? Just let nature take its course and everything will work out."
Lingxiang was even more confused after hearing this: "What does this have to do with what I want?"
"Qi is the essence of the soul and spirit, accompanying the spiritual roots. When Qi is present, the spiritual roots are at peace. If a person's soul and spirit are incomplete, how can they have a healthy spiritual root?"
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