Chapter 67: For a Fire Element Spiritual Root, eating is indeed a major event in life. ...
Eating is indeed a big thing in life.
After a brief consultation with Danzhi, Zhong Liu went to a noodle restaurant with the newly received bonus - God knows why she got a bonus even though she had only worked for a few days.
After eating the hot noodle soup, I felt refreshed.
In her previous life, it had been a long time since she had enjoyed food and life so simply.
Can you really call it quits when you have to pay attention to incoming calls and message notifications at any time? Zhong Liu felt that he had never really been off work, and it was no different from working overtime without pay.
Carefully pick up the last noodle that sinks to the bottom and eat it.
Unexpectedly, after death, I realized the true meaning of work in the world of cultivation.
Zhong Liu felt rare happiness.
A point of golden starlight emerged unnoticed and flew away into the distance.
*
Chanchang received a lot of merit, and the one belonging to Zhong Liu was particularly large.
He was actually a little confused. When Zhong Liu worked overtime, his merits were deducted a lot. Now, when he was given bonuses and vacations, the extra merits were far more than those of other employees.
...Is there anything special about Zhong Liu?
Zhang Xiangwen swept across the table like a pig that hadn't eaten good food for half a year. Fortunately, the junior sister was also good at using chopsticks, and the two of them ate with a feeling of swords and sabers flashing as they ate.
Zhang Xiangwen listened to his question and swallowed a mouthful of food with a chewy chew. "According to what you said, this person either already has great merit, or he will have great merit in the future. He will definitely accomplish great things."
Can Chang shook his head. "I've already checked. That employee doesn't have much merit. He's just an ordinary person. He doesn't do good things intentionally, nor does he do evil intentionally."
Jin Aqing paused the game and took a sip of scented tea: "That's a matter for the future."
As Jin Aqing himself said, there is no point in dwelling on these things. Even a cultivator who is good at fortune-telling would never assert that the future cannot be changed.
But Can Chang was not her senior brother, so she didn't say much and continued to compete with Senior Brother Zhang for the last piece of rice.
After thinking about it for a while, he came to his senses and found that the table was very clean.
...Fortunately, he had stopped eating this kind of earthly food a long time ago. This kind of food mostly contains foul air and is not beneficial to spiritual practice. Only Qingyun Sect has this kind of spiritual practice concept - follow your heart and eat whatever you want.
Disciples from Qingyun Sect are always more frank, and it is said that they have a food record in their internal forum, which is a booklet that records food from all over the place.
Can Chang: "By the way, you guys will have something to do later, right?"
The brothers and sisters all looked up at him and nodded.
...At this time, I could see that we were fellow disciples, and we had a tacit understanding.
Can Chang: "Forget it then."
Zhang Xiangwen was not interested in this at first, but since he often said to keep half and the other half, his curiosity was immediately aroused.
"Don't hide it, just tell me!"
Can Chang: "There seems to be something wrong with the vein I have, and I wanted to ask you two to take a look."
Since both of them are busy, I have no choice but to go to the forum and ask a fellow Taoist to take a look.
Jin Aqing put down her chopsticks, looking relaxed as if she was not the one who had just exchanged sword skills with her senior brother using chopsticks.
"What's the problem?"
"I don't know, but there are always workers who suddenly fall asleep in the mines while mining," Shen Chang pondered. "Could it be some hidden monster?"
Although it seems that the presence of the monster was not detected, there is no guarantee that the other party is the type that is very good at hiding.
He didn't mean to kill all the monsters, he just wanted to ask them not to let the miners fall asleep. Apart from anything else, it was really dangerous to fall asleep in the mine.
Jin Aqing nodded: "Then send me a commission. I will come to you when I am done."
It’s a good opportunity to arrange my next task and save some credits for emergencies.
Besides, they were treated to a big meal, so it was only right that they should help.
Can Chang: "Then I feel relieved."
Zhang Xiangwen looked around and said, "I haven't said I'm going yet."
"Does it matter whether you come or not?"
Zhang Xiangwen: “?”
"We must break up today!"
*
The future, or sometime in the past.
The 30th time… I couldn’t find it, no matter what I did.
Moreover, more and more people knew that she would appear in this area. Before, she would only occasionally encounter some demon cultivators, but now the number has doubled, and they all come prepared.
There are too many people who dislike this natural swordsman.
However, the other party has the same attitude towards demon cultivators - kill them on sight.
Even though she didn't climb the ladder to the sky, Jin Aqing also changed to the ruthless way, but she still insisted on doing good and eliminating evil.
The reason why a demon cultivator can become a demon cultivator is, of course, that he has done evil things, and he will never accidentally hurt a good person when killing them.
Old injuries piled up again and again, enemies became more and more numerous, and the secret realm was nowhere to be found no matter how many times he searched. Even Jin Aqing felt a little tired.
Her thoughts began to slow down, and the sword she swung became dull along with her thoughts, as if the blade was also slowly dulling in the endless battles.
Even the swordsman who has been praised by countless people for his outstanding swordsmanship and almost flawless swordsmanship will always reveal his flaws one day.
...The weather is very nice today.
Jin Aqing suddenly thought of his junior brother. He should like this kind of weather. He bought a bag of food, hid in a small corner where no one would find him, away from his master, and lay down secretly.
…
A black iron sword blade fell to the ground with a clang.
As for the other standard sword of more ordinary quality, it had already broken.
After Jin Aqing became known as the number one swordsman, few people realized that he had never had a natal sword that could match his own.
What she used were always two swords that were as ordinary as could be.
The demon cultivators seemed to have received some signal and rushed forward together.
Jin Aqing is only famous for his swordsmanship and has never used any magic, which has somewhat misled others.
——Perhaps she is not good at magic.
No one remembers that back when Qingyun Sect was still the most powerful sect in the world, Jin Aqing was famous for his fire-type spiritual roots.
Flames, flames that came from nowhere suddenly ignited out of thin air.
The air was burning, and the distorted figures were cast through the flames and fell under the clear and cloudless sky.
It was a flame as hot as the sun.
Jin Aqing's flame is enough to burn everything in the world.
Her master once told her not to use it unless necessary. If she could kill the enemy with a sword, she should not expose the special features of her flame.
...That hardly seems like the power a fire-type spiritual root should have.
All the enemies were roaring heart-wrenchingly, having lost the composure of monks. It turned out that they would be as miserable as the mortals they killed.
They struggled on the ground, and no one could walk out of the raging fire.
They begged her.
Jin Aqing couldn't hear anything.
She closed her eyes and half-knelt on the ground due to exhaustion. The broken sword was stuck in the wet soil, barely supporting her from falling down completely.
All human voices, all signs of ever having lived were burned away by the fire.
Only a swordsman was left, half-kneeling on the scorched earth.
A sculpture that won't fall.
*
The lifeline disappeared for a moment.
The black cat narrowed its eyes. The three-legged crow it had seen was dead.
But soon, the lifeline lit up again.
Maybe the crow was alive again, but it would definitely not be the crow it had seen before.
The life line refers more to whether the soul is alive or not. If the line is not broken, it only proves that the soul does not change, but it is just a recognition of the physical body.
What makes a person a person is the soul and, of course, the body.
It lost interest, jumped down from the shelf, and strolled through the aisle - touching the mini city and causing the little people to exclaim.
Then I returned to the studio and saw Li An inside, kneading mud without even looking up.
If Li An knew that the black cat felt that she was kneading mud, she would at least pick up the black cat and let it experience the feeling of being kneaded like mud.
The soil should be brown, but I don’t know if it’s because the color of the clay itself is not bright enough, or because Li’an mixed in some clay of other colors.
In short, this land is closer to a more saturated color, which makes it look less like what a piece of land should look like. It looks more like it has absorbed blood and has a deep red color after drying up.
Unexplained stickiness.
Then, Li An pinched a piece of bone, and the pale clay formed an empty skull.
She placed the skull in the ground.
A line of pale white is faintly visible on the dark brown land.
*
Eat well, drink enough and sleep well.
After a delicious meal, Zhong Liu felt a little sleepy.
She floated all the way back to the dormitory and lay on the bed. She felt that the bed was so soft and the pillow fit her head so well.
So Zhong Liu really fell asleep.
I had a... somewhat strange dream.
The person who looked exactly like her was standing opposite her, but his expression seemed much calmer than hers.
She said, "Do you want to join the Qingyun Sect?"
"Maybe." Zhong Liu said casually without any awareness.
Then, she quickly realized that this was not an ordinary dream. If the Zhong Liu in the original world still had a soul, then the person opposite should be the original owner.
As if she was afraid she would wake up from the dream at any moment, she asked quickly, "How did you die?"
The original owner seemed to have not heard what she said at all, and continued to say: "Okay then."
Zhong Liu frowned. When faced with the unknown, people would feel anxious and panic.
She asked again, and continued, "Maybe I can help you get revenge—even if I can't, at least you can let me know who the enemy hiding in the dark is, right?"
Otherwise, wouldn't you be constantly worried about your life? Just living all day is tiring, and then you have to be on guard against someone taking your life. That's too tiring.
The original owner sighed softly: "Don't worry about it, I don't have any enemies who would take my life."
Zhong Liu: “?”
She gathered her thoughts and asked hesitantly, "So you committed suicide?"
Original owner: "If you want to think so...it's not impossible."
...What does that mean?
Zhong Liu assumed she had committed suicide and continued, "Then why did you come to my dream?"
The original owner looked at her with a very calm expression, and when Zhong Liu also made the expression disappear from his face, they looked no different.
Exactly the same, like looking in a mirror.
But Zhong Liu knew that she was used to social smiles and innocent expressions, and she rarely had such an unusually calm expression.
Trying hard to disguise something, but inevitably showing some strangeness in front of another "self".
The original owner's soul sighed softly: "I just came to see you."
"Just think of me as being bored."
She said so, but Zhong Liu found it hard to think that way.
Zhong Liu tried to think with modern thinking.
Maybe depression? Otherwise, why would the original owner commit suicide? But why did he come into the dream again now? Was it really just to see how Zhong Liu was doing now?
and……
Why do you always look sad?
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