Chapter 7 Shaoyang Sect (Part 7) What Living Buddha was rescued?
The two hands briefly clasped in the air.
Zhu Ciying said, "You have just recovered from a serious injury. Rest a little longer and I will make you some porridge to replenish your qi and blood."
Xie Rangchen did not try to be stubborn and just closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.
The summer sun is scorching and the temperature outside rises quickly, but it is still cool inside the cave.
Zhu Ciying brought over a few large rocks, set up a clay pot, and added spiritual spring water and five or six spiritual herbs that replenished qi and blood. The spiritual flame ignited at her fingertips, as if possessed of intelligence, automatically cast itself upon the dry wood.
Spiritual flames are more powerful and burn more vigorously than ordinary fires, and are often used by alchemists to heat their furnaces and refine elixirs. If other cultivators knew Zhu Ciying used it to cook a bowl of porridge, they would inevitably accuse her of wasting a natural gift.
There was still one medicine missing, so Zhu Ciying woke up the spirit bird and asked it to go out and pick the spirit herbs according to her description.
Of course Lingniao was not happy, and he bargained with her and finally agreed to the deal with two skewers of grilled mushrooms.
Zhu Ciying controlled the heat, and in her free time, she opened the forum module of the jade slip.
Jade slips are a common means of information exchange in the world of cultivation. On weekdays, cultivators from various sects can post on forums, search for treasures, find partners for cultivation and quests, sell elixirs and magical tools, or share gossip about others... In short, they have many functions beyond your imagination.
For example, there is a feature that is regarded as the greatest feature in the cultivation world in the past thirty years: anonymity.
Posting with your real name carries certain risks. If you're afraid of getting in trouble, post anonymously to ensure they can't uncover the poster's information.
Zhu Ciying looked through two popular posts:
One is a post about a man who has been together for a hundred years, and the man who openly cheated on his lover Bai Yueguang when he was young.
Another post was about gossip: a wealthy second-generation broke up with her parents and ran away from home. The reason was that she could have inherited the family fortune and lived off them, but she chose to rely on her own talent for a living.
Zhu Ciying: “…”
Wonderful. The world of cultivation three hundred years later is truly wonderful.
Except for things unrelated to cultivation, there are all kinds of things.
She pressed the corner of her eye and typed in three keywords. Immediately, most of the content on the page was cleared, leaving only an anonymous post from five years ago.
[Don’t like spicy food]: Just a little gossip, does Xie Rangchen from Shaoyang Sect have a Taoist partner?
Someone responded below:
[Know-it-all]: Absolutely not. According to inside sources, this guy is a crazy cultivator. Besides retreats and missions, he only rests two days a year.
Zhu Ciying glanced at Xie Rangchen, who was still in a light sleep, and relatively agreed with Bai Lingtong's statement. As far as she could remember, she hadn't seen him very often, and knew very little about him.
"I'm back." The spirit bird was holding a spirit herb in its beak.
Zhu Ciying took the jade slip and touched its head: "Thank you." He chopped the spiritual herbs and sprinkled them into the bubbling earthenware jar, then stirred it twice with a wooden spoon to prevent the porridge from getting sticky at the bottom.
Greedy Ghost Bird: "What a nice smell!"
"There's a portion for you too." Zhu Ciying first filled a bowl for Xie Rangchen and urged his spiritual power to speed up the cooling.
"Brother, you can drink now."
The girl held the bowl, her eyes calm.
"Okay." Xie Rangchen made a move to stand up, but his body was too weak and he couldn't exert any strength.
Zhu Ciying quickly helped him up, and Xie Rangchen managed to sit up against the stone wall. He chuckled helplessly.
His current state was no different from that of a cripple, requiring his junior sister's help with every move. Yet, he didn't complain or feel any self-pity. His eyes held only the pure emotion of a child, a primal, unadulterated gratitude.
He thanked her sincerely: "Thank you for your care, Junior Sister."
Zhu Ciying paused in handing over the bowl of porridge, her long eyelashes drooping slightly: "There's no need to be polite between fellow disciples."
The porridge was just the right temperature, and Xie Rangchen finished it quickly. Zhu Ciying gave him another bowl, telling him to eat more and recover soon.
"I heard from Junior Sister that the back mountain is dangerous. I wonder why you came there?" Xie Rangchen asked casually, not intending to pry into other people's secrets. Finally, he added, "If this involves Junior Sister's privacy, please forgive my rudeness. I will not answer."
"I injured my senior sister during the sect competition." Zhu Ciying said.
Xie Rangchen asked incredulously, "Being injured during a competition is perfectly normal. The Discipline Hall has its own laws and regulations. Why would they punish you by sending you to the back mountains?"
Law? Zhu Ciying laughed at himself, deliberately revealing his mischievous side: "What if I was colluding with the demons and deliberately hurting my fellow disciples?"
Xie Rangchen's eyes widened slightly.
Suddenly he laughed out loud: "You won't."
Zhu Ciying raised an eyebrow: "You trust me so much after knowing me for only half a day?"
Xie Rangchen's eyes curved, and his slender fingers tapped the moon-white outer shirt beneath him. Although he was smiling, his tone was very firm: "Junior Sister, saving my life in a time of crisis is proof that you are a kind person. Besides, I trust my ability to judge people."
How could he become even more stupid after losing his memory? What if his enemies come looking for him again... Zhu Ciying felt that it was necessary to hint at something and raise Xie Rangchen's vigilance.
"What about you, Brother? Have you ever thought about why you ended up in the back mountain? When I first found you, I almost thought you were dead. As far as I know, you've been in seclusion for years, and except for taking missions down the mountain, you never leave the Shaoyang Sect. So... why didn't the person who wanted to harm you take advantage of you going down the mountain to attack, but instead threw you into the back mountain of our sect?"
"Few people set foot in the back mountains, but if an exception like me appears, wouldn't it increase the risk of being exposed?"
Zhu Ciying explained her theory step by step: "There are probably two reasons. First, your enemy was so anxious to seek revenge that he lost his composure and didn't bother to choose the right time. Second, his range of action was limited, so he had no choice but to dispose of the body nearby."
"Senior Brother always keeps to himself. Since he was able to deceive your trust and succeed, he must be someone you know well and trust very much."
She stopped there and said no more.
It was quiet in the cave. The spirit bird swallowed hard and looked down at the fragrant porridge, only to find it tasteless.
Xie Rangchen put down his bowl and drank the porridge clean, not a drop left. After a full meal, he looked much more energetic and took the opportunity to continue the conversation, "You mean he's most likely from the Shaoyang Sect?"
"Hmm." Zhu Ciying smoothed the feathers of the spirit bird. "Brother, it would be dangerous for you to continue staying in Shaoyang Sect. So, what are your plans next? Find the murderer and seek revenge?"
The girl's eyes were blazing and she was full of energy.
Xie Rangchen, however, had no desire for revenge.
After experiencing the destruction of the Qingwei Sect, the death of all his master and disciples, and the despair of being unable to gather the soul of his junior sister, his sword heart and his swordsmanship were all buried with them, and obliterated in the passing of time.
It seemed that nothing in the world could resonate with him.
He had no one to remember and nothing to think about.
Xie Rangchen pondered for a moment, then spoke in a gentle voice, emanating a soft aura from within. "Now that the war between immortals and demons has subsided, peace has been hard-won. Fighting and killing are meaningless. Breaking free from ego, abandoning greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, and living each day without desire or expectation is the path of our cultivation."
Zhu Ciying: “?”
I've never seen anyone tank so openly.
A cultivation maniac? That's it?
The spirit bird was also stunned when it heard this: What kind of living Buddha did the little fairy rescue?
"What about you, junior sister? Staying in the back mountain all day is not a long-term solution." Xie Rangchen asked.
Zhu Ciying curled the corners of her lips slightly: "As for me... once I get out of the back mountain, I must find a way to find out where the evil energy in my body comes from."
Xie Rangchen smiled knowingly.
Full of emotion.
Like Aying, she is an indomitable girl.
*
On the morning of the fifth day after entering the back mountain, Xie Rangchen ate the medicinal porridge and Zhu Ciying took his pulse. His seven meridians and eight vessels had all returned to normal.
At night, Zhu Ciying gave him the Breath Avoidance Pill and the Shadow Concealment Talisman. Xie Rangchen soaked in the spiritual spring to heal his internal injuries, while she stood by to protect him.
After two days, Xie Rangchen's health improved significantly. Zhu Ciying had been searching for mushrooms in the mountains during the day and had picked up a long, thick branch to make a walking stick. It was just the right size for Xie Rangchen to use for walking.
On the same day, a person came to the back mountain that Zhu Ciying did not expect.
The eldest disciple taught directly by Master Yuyin - her senior sister, Zhou Mingran.
“Yingying!”
After not seeing her for over a month, Zhou Mingran missed his junior sister terribly. As soon as they met, he pulled her into his arms and looked her up and down.
"You've lost weight." She pinched Zhu Ciying's face, her eyes full of pity.
Zhu Ciying was delighted and asked, "Senior Sister, weren't you in Suzhou with Master? Why did you come back so suddenly?"
Zhou Mingran's features were full of heroic spirit. He spoke with his hands on his waist and his chin slightly raised, the demeanor of a chivalrous warrior. "It's because someone tipped me off that you were in big trouble and were being sent to the Discipline Hall for questioning. And yet, the matter wasn't fully investigated, and you've already fled to the back mountains."
"I think those elders are all getting confused. My Yingying is so righteous and pure, how could she collude with the demons for no reason?"
She grew angrier as she spoke, as if she were the one being wronged. "My master and I were worried you'd be bullied again, so without a word, we set off on a long journey back to Shaoyang."
Zhou Mingran patted his junior sister's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, Yingying, we came back to support you!"
A warm feeling passed through Zhu Ciying's heart: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
"Why are you being so polite to me? Yingying, let me tell you, this time senior sister brought back a bunch of fun things from outside. When we get back to Feijue Peak, you can take whatever you want." Zhou Mingran hooked his arm around her neck and raised his eyebrows proudly.
"This is..."
Zhou Mingran was so preoccupied with her conversation with Zhu Ciying that she only just noticed the young man behind her. Zhu Ciying moved a step to the right to make it easier for her to identify him.
"Xie Rangchen?!" Zhou Mingran's voice suddenly rose several degrees.
He lowered his voice again: "How could he be here? And with you." Xie Rangchen was a loner, how did Yingying get to know him?
Zhu Ciying told Zhou Mingran the whole story.
Zhou Mingran couldn't believe it.
Shaoyang Sect actually hides such a cruel and ruthless person!
"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Xie has lost all his cultivation. It's not safe for him to stay alone in the back mountains. If we take him away, we need to fabricate a new identity for him away from everyone's sight."
Zhou Mingran sympathized with Xie Rangchen's situation and agreed: "What do you need Senior Sister to cooperate with you in?"
During the two days that he accompanied Xie Rangchen to recuperate, Zhu Ciying thought of countless countermeasures.
"I remember that Senior Sister has a magical tool, a mask made of a Qilin bone, used to conceal her appearance. I wonder if I could borrow it for a while?"
"It's covered." Zhou Mingran agreed without thinking.
She rummaged around for a while, then took out the mask from her storage bag and stuffed it into Zhu Ciying's pocket. "It's useless to me anyway, so give it to him."
"Senior Sister, you have helped me a lot this time! When we return to Feijue Peak, I will definitely cook some of your favorite dishes." Zhu Ciying solemnly took the magic weapon and handed it to Xie Rangchen.
"Brother, with the Qilin mask on, even a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing stage won't be able to see your face clearly, nor discern your level of cultivation. You can rest assured and follow me to the front mountain."
She took so much trouble to consider him, Xie Rangchen had no reason to refuse.
Xie Rangchen picked up the mask and slowly put it on his face.
"Then it needs a new name, right?" Zhou Mingran said.
The two were in a dilemma. Because they knew each other was bad at naming, they turned their eyes to Xie Rangchen in tacit understanding.
Xie Rangchen wisely gave a fake name:
"Jiang Huai."
After solving the name problem, Zhou Mingran took Zhu Ciying's hand and looked towards the mountain ahead with a burning gaze: "Master is waiting for us in the meeting hall. Let's go, I will definitely seek justice for you today."
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Zhou Mingran (Thinking: "What's a good name?"
Zhu Ciying: "Xie Tiantian?"
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