Chapter 66 All living things are like me, all are bones, Yuqing Zhenren
"Sure enough, women will fall for this trick..."
"Playing hard to get, using both force and gentleness, is useful at any time."
Jiang Lan left the hall and was blown by the slightly cold night wind. The slight sleepiness he felt immediately dissipated.
He looked at the condition of the Qiyun Dao Fruit and showed an expected expression.
As he expected, instead of having a counterproductive effect, it brought him a lot of luck.
Su Qinghan is a woman with an aloof and arrogant personality.
If you want her to be obedient, ordinary methods will not work.
The easiest and most direct way is to make her realize her situation and status first, and generate awe and admiration for her.
So he had to make her understand one thing first: even if she was a gifted girl, strong, steady, calm and intelligent, she was still just a woman in front of him.
Although it sounds a bit immoral, Jiang Lan is not a good person, so he doesn't have any psychological burden.
Jiang Lan could still tell whether he wanted to simply get a heroine who feared and revered him, or a heroine who was both obedient and submissive and could help him solve problems in the future. As for the luck he gained, that was secondary.
However, Su Qinghan's performance tonight still surprised him a little. He had expected that she would not express such feelings.
“It’s unexpected, but it seems reasonable.”
"However, let's put Su Qinghan's matter aside."
"It's time to consider the matter of the Immortal Fetus Creation Dew..."
"Before that, I need to condense my soul first and raise my cultivation to the fourth level of the Illuminating Netherworld Realm."
Jiang Lan's figure moved slightly, and then disappeared outside the bedroom like a wisp of green smoke.
The stars and the moon are dim, and dark clouds are covering them.
A blood-red light flashed in the void, and when Jiang Lan appeared again, he was already on a barren mountain outside Yuyi City.
He made sure that there was no one around before he casually cast a few prohibitions. A hazy blood-red halo rose up, completely obscuring his figure.
The skills in the Blood Forbidden Book are all very evil and mysterious, and the phenomena are shocking.
If he wants to condense his soul, it will inevitably cause a huge commotion. If he practices in the City Lord's Mansion, people will immediately notice anything unusual.
Although Jiang Lan was not worried about any consequences, for the sake of safety, it was better to stay as far away from human habitation as possible.
"The Blood Immortal Cult's inheritance, as far as I can remember, has a very mysterious origin."
"Even the Blood Immortal Patriarch who founded the Blood Immortal Sect, no one knows where this inheritance came from. It seems to be related to the outside world. In the original plot, it is also a mysterious existence."
"However, this method of visualizing bones originated from an ancient being named White Bone Great Sage. It can use the power of qi and blood to temper the soul. The body is immortal, and the soul is eternal. It is very suitable for me..."
Jiang Lan's heart was slightly moved.
In an instant, an obscure, mysterious, profound and ancient syllable appeared in his mind like a chant.
Faintly, he seemed to see a temple of unknown scope, with billions of believers in it, each of them bowing their heads in worship, chanting the ancient sacrificial sounds and world sounds, and infinite light gushing out, illuminating the heavens.
Deep in the Taoist temple, there is an endless wilderness filled with miasma, in the middle of which stands a Taoist temple.
Outside the Taoist temple, demons and monsters were dancing wildly and ferocious beasts were running rampant.
The master of the Taoist temple is a Taoist whose facial features cannot be seen clearly. He sits cross-legged here all day long, chanting ancient scriptures and sending away the souls of the dead.
Endless years pass by, and he remains unchanged, watching the eternity and overlooking the changes in the world.
Until one day, a strong smell of time emerged from his body. His body began to decay and age. The air of death filled the air, infecting the entire wilderness and spreading to the Endless Dojo...
The worlds seemed to begin to fade away.
"The old saint is dead."
"A new saint should be established."
After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist's body dissipated, leaving behind a pile of bones that were as white as new, with a mixture of holiness and destruction. They sat cross-legged there, looking down at all living beings with a look of compassion and indifference.
Jiang Lan felt like he had become the Taoist monk with white bones at this moment.
In his eyes, all the worldly affairs, mundane cause and effect, the six desires and the way to heaven, and the past reincarnations have become smoke and bubbles that will burst with a single poke.
"All living beings like me are bones..."
In the deep and dark Niwan Palace, a ray of faint light emerged, followed by a surge of energy and a rumbling sound, as if the world was being created from chaos.
Then, the faint light spread, illuminating the small area.
A majestic and ancient Taoist temple rises from the ground, filled with an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.
A little man with a blurred face who looked exactly like Jiang Lan sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple, his eyes indifferent, without desire or emotion.
"The Light of the Underworld has been completed, and the Soul Palace has appeared..."
"The next step is to strengthen the soul."
Jiang Lan's mind moved.
Wisps of blood-red mist were surging around him. The little soul man had an indifferent expression. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and immediately the mist gathered like a whirlpool.
The originally quiet and barren mountain suddenly became dead silent. Everything was silent and all the animals were trembling in fear.
All living beings felt boundless fear and awe in their hearts, as if an ancient demon was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
The night sky, which was originally full of bright stars, seemed to become gloomy and dark. Large patches of dark clouds floated in, blocking the moonlight.
If someone flew over this barren mountain at this moment, they would be able to see a faint blood-red glow penetrating the sky and connecting to the star region, which was extremely terrifying.
…
As soon as the sky brightened, Su Qinghan was awakened by the sound of several maids knocking on the door outside the palace.
She rubbed her slightly confused eyes, then came back to her senses, looked at the somewhat messy bed and the obvious fallen plum blossoms, and was stunned for a moment.
The scenes of last night suddenly flashed through my mind like flowing water.
A blush appeared on Su Qinghan's fair face.
"Miss Su, we are here to help you bathe and change clothes. The hot water is ready."
A wooden barrel half a person's height was carried in by several maids. Steam was rising from it, and petals were floating in the air, filling the air with a rich floral scent.
"No, you all go down, I'll do it myself."
Su Qinghan sat up from the bed, looked at the torn black gauze skirt thrown on the ground, pursed her red lips, and complex emotions emerged in her clear eyes.
"Miss Su, you just received a favor. You are weak and it is inconvenient for you to move. Let us serve you."
Seeing this, several maids hurried forward to support her, but after seeing that Su Qinghan just walked a few steps uncomfortably and then moved freely, they were all stunned, and then admired her.
"Miss Su is really amazing. She is indeed a gifted girl who has achieved great success in cultivation..."
"We are worried about you, so we specially prepared a lot of painkillers for you, fearing that you would not be able to get out of bed today."
At this time, one of the maids came forward with a bowl of contraceptive soup in her hand and said, "Miss Su, this is what the knife-wielding man beside Master Jiang specifically ordered us to prepare, and he even let us watch you take it with our own eyes..."
Su Qinghan heard this, took a glance and knew what it was. She pursed her red lips, didn't say much, picked up the medicine, raised her slender white neck, and drank it all in one gulp.
"You guys go down, I can do it by myself."
She said lightly, then slowly walked into the bathtub, letting her body slowly submerged by the floating petals.
Su Qinghan closed his eyes gently.
The scenes of last night kept flashing back in her mind like a kaleidoscope. The more she wanted to avoid them, the clearer they became.
Even every word she said last night, every cry, is still fresh in my memory.
At this moment, she just wanted to find a hole in the ground, drill into it, and forget all those terrible memories.
Obviously, it was Jiang Lan who forced her to take her as a concubine, but why did she feel so flustered, uneasy, and even scared at that time, and then she cried for the first time, revealing her feelings during this period, and then she was confused...
She felt like she was really a slut.
"Could it be that I am really like what the outside world says, a vicious woman who is greedy for power and wants to curry favor with the rich and powerful..."
…
After bathing and dressing neatly, Su Qinghan saw Jiang Lan again. He was sipping tea in the pavilion, his white clothes were whiter than snow and spotless.
On his handsome and noble face, his eyes were slightly narrowed and his fingers tapped lightly on the jade table, looking very leisurely.
The group of courtesans in front of him were singing and dancing gracefully, all with beautiful faces and fair skin, and they were looming in and out of view.
In the pavilion nearby, a thin mist was floating, and several prostitutes were playing instruments such as string instruments and flutes. Their songs were melodious and beautiful.
There were also several beautiful and graceful figures, their dresses like gauze, standing beside Jiang Lan, massaging her shoulders and legs. Their beautiful eyes flickered with ripples, sparkling and charming. It was not difficult to guess their purpose.
"Qinghan is awake? Don't you want to take a good rest?"
"Go prepare a bowl of lotus seed soup."
Jiang Lan noticed Su Qinghan coming, smiled slightly, gave an order, and then stretched out his hand to motion her to come over.
"Young Master..."
Su Qinghan hesitated for a moment, and when she saw that Jiang Lan's face no longer had the indifference he had last night, she bowed, walked over, and sat down beside him with her legs sideways.
"It didn't leave any marks."
"It won't look good if you stay."
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Lan's eyes swept across her flawless fair chin before he smiled casually.
"I am in good health and have no discomfort."
At this moment, Su Qinghan could no longer tell which of his words were true and which were false.
Although Jiang Lan would talk to her like this before, there was not much warmth or smile in his eyes.
Now, there is still some real tenderness and smile in his eyes.
"Sir, Qinghan knows he was wrong. What happened last night was an overstep by Qinghan. It was not an intentional attempt to test you."
Su Qinghan thought about it, pursed her tender and moist red lips, and apologized in a low voice.
"It's just a small matter, why do you care so much about it?"
"You don't have to be so cautious in front of me. Just be as usual. But there are some things you'd better not ask too many questions."
"It's good for a woman to be smart, but sometimes being too smart is not a good thing."
Jiang Lan still smiled, his eyes were gentle, his voice was soft, and he reached out to tidy up the black hair that fell by her ears.
Su Qinghan was stunned. Looking at his handsome face right in front of him, he felt his heart tremble slightly.
At the same time, some scenes from last night emerged in my mind again.
Her face was slightly flushed.
If we put aside the rumors from the outside world.
The Young Master Jiang in front of him has unfathomable strength, a powerful background, a distinguished family background, an outstanding appearance, and a handsome face. Being able to marry him as a concubine is something that countless beautiful girls have dreamed of.
She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Jiang Lan's palm that was placed on her ear, but she saw Jiang Lan seemed to smile, and had stretched his hand back, then gently patted his sleeves. Seeing this, the woman next to him hurriedly took out a clean embroidered handkerchief and helped him wipe his palms.
"I plan to leave Yuyi City today. Qinghan, do you have anything else to tell your family?" Jiang Lan asked.
Su Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head gently and said, "Qinghan will follow you, young master. You only need to inform the family."
Her younger sister, Su Qingyao, has gone to the academy to practice and she probably won't be back in the short term.
As for her family, apart from her parents, there was actually nothing worth her lingering on.
"I've already told people at the Dao Cang Sword Sect that you don't have to rush to register to join the sect. Wait until we return to the imperial capital, Jingyang City, and pay our respects to the elders. I'll take you there personally." Jiang Lan nodded slightly.
"Qinghan will follow the master's arrangements in everything." Su Qinghan said.
After saying that, she seemed to be hesitant to talk, as if she had a lot to say to Jiang Lan.
However, Jiang Lan had already started flirting with several women around him.
They giggled, their cheeks flushed, their eyes sparkling with tears, and they couldn't wait to stick close to him.
Su Qinghan was accepted into the room by Mr. Jiang, and they were not bad looking either, so how could they not have a chance? Seeing this scene, Su Qinghan pursed her red lips, pinched the hem of her skirt with her bare hands, and then gently let go. She felt an inexplicable irritation in her heart, and could only leave in boredom.
…
Jiang Lan didn't pay much attention to Su Qinghan. At this moment, he was actually thinking about his next move.
"The clue to the Immortal Fetus Creation Dew is in Nantai County. It won't take long to get there from Jiangling County."
“Although I know where the Immortal Fetus Creation Dew is, I still have to spend some effort to obtain the token.”
In the original plot, a few months later, an astonishing phenomenon will appear on Zixia Mountain in Nantai County.
The purple clouds spread for thousands of miles, alarming various sects and families, which sent many young people to explore.
Daxia will also send the Heavenly Monitoring Department and the Immortal Suppression Department to investigate.
Afterwards, True Lord Zixia's cave appeared in the world, causing various forces to scramble for it.
True Lord Zixia was a powerful cultivator in ancient times. He practiced ancient methods, ate smoke and mist, and swallowed the sun and the moon. His strength was unfathomable.
He once practiced in Zixia Mountain, which caused astonishing celestial phenomena. It was suspected that he ascended to heaven in broad daylight, with clouds rising for thousands of miles.
People in later generations named the local mountain range Zixia Mountain.
However, Jiang Lan, who was familiar with the plot, knew that the cave left by True Lord Zixia was actually divided into two parts: the bright cave and the dark cave.
The cave that appeared this time was just a Ming Mansion, which contained some of the treasures left by True Lord Zixia.
The true inheritance of True Lord Zixia and the immortal fetus creation dew that can be said to be a divine object that can change fate and defy the will of heaven are all kept in the dark palace.
Only those who hold the token can enter the dark palace and inherit its fortune.
The token left by True Lord Zixia was given by him to his benefactor and has now been passed down to his descendants.
…
“Master…”
At the same time.
After leaving the City Lord's Mansion and on his way back to the Su Mansion, Su Qinghan looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of surprise.
She was a woman with a cold expression, who was not interested in worldly things. She had a head of black hair tied in a jade hair crown and a simple wooden hairpin inserted diagonally. She wore a loose gray robe, but it could not hide her proud and voluptuous figure.
There seemed to be a spiritual mist lingering around him, like smoke and rain, hazy. His face seemed to be obscured by the mist, making it difficult to see clearly. Only his eyes were extremely clear.
She stood in front of the crowded arch bridge, but no one noticed her.
After Su Qinghan approached, he finally confirmed that the person coming was his master, Master Yuqing, an elder of the Daocang Sword Sect.
There is almost no trace of time on her face, which is as white and delicate as jade and sparkling with a bright white luster. No one would be surprised if she said she was Su Qinghan's sister.
"Master, why are you here?"
Her face immediately showed admiration and respect.
"Come and see you."
True Man Yuqing's words were concise and to the point. His cold eyes swept over Su Qinghan, and then he frowned as if he noticed something.
It seemed as if a severe cold weather had descended upon heaven and earth, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
"Master?" Su Qinghan was a little confused.
True Man Yuqing suppressed his emotional expression and sighed softly.
If Su Qinghan's coldness is said to be a kind of pride, self-confidence and self-admiration.
Her coldness is a kind of otherworldliness that does not care about worldly things, and is detached from the world, indifferent and ethereal.
(End of this chapter)
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