Taoist Baopu stood in Zhou Xi's bedroom, looking at the empty hole where the futon was originally placed, and his brows furrowed.
Taoist Baopu found the purple cushion in the storage ring left by his master, Taoist Tianyan.
Taoist Baopu didn't recognize the material of this futon. It looked a bit like Qingxin grass, but it wasn't the yellowish color of Qingxin grass. Purple Qingxin grass? Taoist Baopu had never seen it before. Or... was the futon deliberately dyed like this with perilla juice just for the sake of beauty? Taoist Baopu frowned at the thought of this possibility.
In the world of cultivation, there's a plant called perilla, whose sap is a natural dye. Fabric dyed with perilla sap exudes a fragrance similar to jasmine. Many aesthetically pleasing female cultivators enjoy wearing fabric dyed with perilla. Some even dye their summer mats and cushions purple with perilla, filling their boudoirs with its delicate fragrance.
The purple futon struck Baopu Taoist as somewhat effeminate. Having remained inactive for centuries, he disliked anything associated with women. While the futon lacked the scent of perilla, Baopu Taoist believed the fragrance must have faded over time.
It was precisely because of Taoist Baopu's dislike for female cultivators that he had never given her a cushion to use. Naturally, he hadn't discovered the cushion's ability to resist inner demons.
No wonder Taoist Baopu is so ignorant.
Ten thousand years ago, while Xiaoyu was still asleep, the world of cultivation in this time and space experienced a major upheaval. During that time, many high-ranking cultivators suddenly died. The inheritance of the cultivation world was originally passed down from generation to generation. With so many high-ranking cultivators dying suddenly, many inheritances became incomplete.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and many things have been lost in the torrent of time.
Taoist Baopu only knew that Qingxin Grass was the main ingredient in refining Qingxin Pills, and he had no idea that the thousand-year-old Qingxin Grass could expel inner demons. Otherwise, Taoist Baopu would definitely treat this cushion as a treasure. You know, the reason why Baopu couldn't advance in these years was because of his inner demons.
After enduring ten thunder tribulations, the Millennium Pure Heart Grass's spiritual energy was restrained, and it looked unremarkable, like an ordinary weed in the world of cultivation. It was no wonder that Taoist Baopu lacked experience.
The futon was only used by Taoist Baopu to cover the hole in the bedroom because it was big enough, but Zhou Yuanyuan got a great bargain.
The secret room under the bedroom had been there for a long time, and it was unknown which monk from the Yushan Sect had created it. Taoist Baopu discovered it after he moved in. However, Taoist Baopu had never figured out how to use it, so he had left it unused.
The three pools were specially prepared for Zhou Xi by Taoist Baopu a few days ago. The cultivator's skills were powerful, and Taoist Baopu had completed several bluestone pools in just a quarter of an hour.
Taoist Baopu's secret method for body building came from the storage ring of Taoist Tianyan. Before he came across this secret method, Taoist Baopu had never considered that there was a school of cultivation called "physical cultivation." But when he read the statement in the secret method, "After several rounds of body building, the cultivator's physical strength will be comparable to that of a magical weapon," Taoist Baopu was intrigued.
Anyway, he was not very satisfied with Zhou Xi's health, so he might as well try the secret method of body building. If it works, he will have one more choice in the future. If it doesn't work, Taoist Baopu thought that he still had Wen Ziqing as a backup.
This was the first time that Taoist Baopu used the body-building secret method, and he didn't know how effective it would be. Therefore, he didn't publicize it. Seeing that the secret method said that body-building would be extremely painful, Taoist Baopu was afraid that Zhou Xi would cry out in pain, so he found such a secluded place.
It could be said that Zhou Xi was the first body-building experiment conducted by Baopu Taoist. The success of the first and second attempts had ignited hope in Baopu Taoist's heart. He had a hunch that Zhou Xi, having successfully trained himself three times, would be even stronger than Baopu Taoist's current physique.
The disappearance of the futon made Baopu Taoist alert. He was afraid that something bad might happen to Zhou Xi in the secret room, so he quickly jumped out of the cave and ran along the secret passage. However, he forgot that there was a forbidden place in the secret passage.
Taoist Baopu's heart sank to the bottom. The secret room was empty. Not to mention Zhou Xi, even Xiuzhu was nowhere to be seen.
The air was thick with the smell of blood. In the pool, a layer of small pieces of flesh and skin floated in the medicinal liquid. Before Zhou Yuanyuan arrived, Zhou Xi's flesh and skin had been constantly washed away by the medicinal liquid and then healed. In three days, one could imagine that there was a lot of flesh in the pool. What made Taoist Baopu even more crazy was that there was still a lot of blood in the pool.
The body-building concoction was personally prepared by Taoist Baopu. No one knew better than him. The combination of those dozens of herbs had a terrifyingly potent effect. Without the neutralizing effect of the century-old chalcedony, Zhou Xi would certainly not have been able to withstand this wave of pain.
Taoist Baopu closed his eyes, taking in the various smells in the secret room. After a long moment, he opened his eyes, his expression becoming extremely violent.
There was no scent of chalcedony in the entire secret room. Taoist Baopu remembered that he had given Xiuzhu a bottle of chalcedony, but where had it gone?
The minced meat in the pool looked somewhat disgusting, and Taoist Baopu shuddered at the thought of Zhou Xi, a living being, having been "melted" in the medicinal juice. Unwilling to face his own failure again, Taoist Baopu turned and walked out.
At this moment, Xiuzhu's figure appeared at the door of the secret room.
Seeing the Taoist Baopu standing by the pond, Xiuzhu subconsciously turned and ran away. Since the Taoist Baopu was there, Xiuzhu thought that he had been discovered by the Taoist Baopu.
Taoist Baopu was a Jindan cultivator, his five senses incredibly sharp. When Xiuzhu entered, Taoist Baopu was so overwhelmed by his mental turmoil that he didn't notice her coming. Just as Xiuzhu was about to make a move and try to escape, Taoist Baopu recovered his composure, reached out, and grabbed her mid-air. As if snatched by an invisible hand, she was dragged into the secret room.
During the struggle, the small jade bottle in Xiuzhu's arms fell out again. Taoist Baopu picked up the small jade bottle and immediately determined that there was still more than half a bottle of chalcedony in it. When Taoist Baopu smelled the lingering chalcedony on Xiuzhu, his face twisted.
Damn it! It was this bastard who stole the chalcedony and ruined his own plans!
"Master, I..." Xiuzhu was about to beg for mercy when a big hand slapped her on the head.
In a rage, Taoist Baopu showed no mercy. Just by looking at Xiuzhu's guilty look, Taoist Baopu was certain that Zhou Xi was killed by Xiuzhu.
Before Xiuzhu could finish her words, she heard a loud "plop" and was beaten into a ball of minced meat by Taoist Baopu.
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