What happened 30,000 years ago has long been lost in the history and is difficult to trace.
Xuan Lingzi did not tell Luo Jianqing too many things, but just the number of people in the Jindan stage who died tragically made Luo Jianqing feel a chill in his heart, as if he had touched upon an unknowable secret.
The spiritual energy in the world today is not as rich as it was ten thousand years ago, so the number of high-level cultivators is much smaller than it was then. Those cultivators who were once at the top of the world might not necessarily have higher talents than Luo Jianqing today, but they were all powerful beings in the Spiritualization Stage after all. Yet, countless of them died just like that... silently.
Of course, there are some things that even Xuan Lingzi doesn’t know.
Xuan Lingzi had never heard of the Mo Dao bloodline, the direct descendant of the Mo family. But after thinking about it, he said, "Are you saying that your close friend might have awakened the Mo Dao bloodline? I don't know the rest of the story, but judging by the fluctuations of your friend's spiritual power, he doesn't seem to possess the bloodline."
Luo Jianqing asked, "Mo Qiu isn't a demon cultivator who kills innocent people indiscriminately, so how could he cultivate so fast?"
Xuan Lingzi was stunned for a moment, then said, "There are always strange people and strange things in this world?"
Luo Jianqing burst out laughing. For the first time, he felt that his master could be so adorable.
The master and disciple talked for a while longer, but unable to resist Luo Jianqing's pleading, Xuan Lingzi quietly led him to a forbidden area behind Yuxiao Peak. As a child, Luo Jianqing had once played here and nearly entered the forbidden area, resulting in Xuan Lingzi's punishment of not allowing him to eat for a day. At that time, he hadn't yet practiced the "Fa Gu" fasting method, and his stomach growled with hunger. Xuan Lingzi listened for several hours, and after midnight, he tossed Luo Jianqing two steamed buns.
Thinking of this, Luo Jianqing felt that his master was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, but he just didn't know how to express it.
He followed Xuan Lingzi into the forbidden area, guided by him, and roamed around using the Qimen Bagua technique. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly, turned to look at Luo Jianqing, and asked, "The formation in this section is too complex, and you need to move through it at a very fast speed, otherwise it will be triggered. Jianqing... will your master carry you?"
Luo Jianqing was startled when he heard this. He thought for a moment with a strange expression on his face, then said, "Why not do it like when we were kids?"
Xuan Lingzi thought for a moment, finally nodded, and bent down to let Luo Jianqing come up.
Luo Jianqing climbed up skillfully. Now he was no shorter than Xuan Lingzi, but lying on this man's back, he felt like he was back in his childhood. Forty years ago, he loved lying on this man's back and falling asleep.
Xuan Lingzi's daily demands on him were incredibly high, like swinging his sword a thousand times or splitting a hundred rocks with his bare hands. Luo Jianqing had always been competitive, and even when exhausted he would never show it. So every day he completed these terrifying tasks, then collapsed from exhaustion.
Xuan Lingzi initially let him get up on his own and go back to the bamboo hut to rest and eat. But one day, Luo Jianqing was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. Xuan Lingzi had no choice but to carry him on his back, walk step by step to the bamboo hut, and gently put him down.
Since then, Xuan Lingzi would occasionally carry his disciple home on his back.
It was so forty years ago, and it will be so forty years later.
Luo Jianqing buried his face in Xuan Lingzi's hair, his arms tightly wrapped around his front, resting his entire weight on him. Xuan Lingzi carried Luo Jianqing on his back as if he were carrying a feather. His figure was like a ghost, swiftly moving through the formation. In just a moment, he passed through the bamboo forest formation and entered a cave.
Xuan Lingzi whispered, "Come down, Jianqing."
In response to him was Luo Jianqing's low laugh.
Xuan Lingzi turned his head in surprise, but before he could speak, Luo Jianqing gently brushed his lips.
Xuan Lingzi's fair face flushed red as he threw Luo Jianqing down. The latter stumbled twice, quickly regained his balance, and ran forward, saying, "Master, why are you still blushing? I just accidentally brushed against you. It's not like we haven't done more outrageous things before."
Hearing this, Xuan Lingzi's face flushed crimson, almost blood-red. He wanted to blame his own disciple, Meng Lang, but considering Luo Jianqing had just experienced a life-or-death situation, he couldn't bring himself to blame him. So he closed his eyes and blamed himself over and over again in his heart: Where did I go wrong in my teachings back then? How could Jianqing be so... so bold!
Xuan Lingzi began to reflect in his heart. After the two walked a little further into the cave, they suddenly understood.
This was a spacious stone chamber, at least a hundred feet long and wide. Luo Jianqing had never known such a place existed on Yuxiao Peak. The chamber was circular, with an arc-shaped river encircling the center. Without needing to go closer to examine it, Luo Jianqing recognized it immediately just by smelling the air: "This is actually fifth-grade flowing jade juice?!"
Liu Yujiang, a fifth-grade elixir, has a 60% chance of improving the elixir's quality if placed in an elixir furnace.
So much Flowing Jade Slurry actually formed a river! What a luxury! In the outside world, a single drop of this Flowing Jade Slurry would be worth a hundred spirit stones! But in this stone chamber, the Flowing Jade Slurry actually flowed directly into a river, with nothing else on it but nine cyan lotuses.
The nine lotus flowers looked wilted, not particularly vibrant. Their petals were barely open, seemingly ready to fall at any moment, but they were constantly nourished by the flowing jade river, preventing any fading.
Luo Jianqing watched this scene in shock. Before he could think, Xuan Lingzi grabbed his hand and flew across the river, arriving at the circular stone platform in the center. As Luo Jianqing entered, he felt a noticeable resistance, but the Nine Heavenly Records within his body silently rotated, emitting bursts of energy that allowed Luo Jianqing to enter.
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