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Chapter 43

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Doesn’t seem appropriate, right?

Zhongli pondered for a moment and said softly:

“Why not store them in Madame Ping’s Serenitea Pot, as for going up…”

Before he finished speaking, as if there was a breeze from the top of the mountain.

That breeze was very weak, not worth mentioning compared to the gale of Jueyun Karst.

But with such a breeze blowing, everything around stopped.

The gale that never stopped blowing stopped, the swaying weeds stopped.

Even the ripples on the lake seemed to have stopped.

This breeze blew, and the fatigue of Ningguang and the others staying up late yesterday, plus the running around today, was swept away.

Replacing it was a sense of peace, as if falling into a warm and vast embrace.

As if…

At this moment, they were all favored by heaven and earth.

Ningguang gently raised her hand and placed it on her chest.

The steadiness and happiness in her heart seemed to have not been felt for more than ten years.

Now, she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep.

“This is…”

Ningguang resisted the self-blame of breaking the warmth and spoke softly.

“Hush.”

Cloud Retainer turned back, rarely without scolding Ningguang, but her face was somewhat gentle.

“It has begun.”

“What?”

Keqing was stunned, but the next moment, the restless animals behind calmed down.

Fierce beasts and poultry stopped roaring.

Keqing frowned slightly, walked quickly to a cage, and lifted it.

The scene inside almost didn’t scare her.

The tiger inside was lying in the cage with a pious face, as if worshiping.

Keqing didn’t believe it, and lifted a few more cages.

Whether it was a wild boar or a white goose, whether it was a fierce beast or a cute thing, they were all lying down piously.

Lowering their heads to the floor of the cage.

This was the first time Keqing saw piety and reverence in the eyes of these animals without humanity.

“Lady Keqing!”

A Millelith shouted in panic, pointing to the lake not far away.

“Don’t shout…”

Before Keqing finished speaking, she turned her head and looked, her scalp numb.

The fish in the lake were all floating on the water, looking up at Jueyun Karst.

Just like these fierce beasts, pious and reverent.

Further away, wild beasts from nowhere gathered together, rabbits lying on the tiger’s head, poisonous snakes lying under the wild wolf’s feet.

Everything had a strange sense of peace.

Even breathing was very weak, just lying down piously without moving.

“Lady Keqing! Over there! The monsters over there…”

Another Millelith pointed in horror not far away.

Over there, the young Geovishap and Hilichurls were kneeling together peacefully, looking up at the top of Jueyun Karst.

This scene, Keqing didn’t dare to dream of it.

“What… what exactly happened!”

“Don’t panic, it’s just that Fellow Daoist Jiang is starting his morning lessons.”

Zhongli comforted softly.

Before Keqing and the others could ask.

At the top of Jueyun Karst, macro sounds rang out.

Then, purple energy surged from the horizon.

The top of Jueyun Karst bloomed with mysterious brilliance.

Hearing the gentle macro sounds, feeling the wear and tear deep in their souls beginning to leave like drawing silk from a cocoon.

Zhongli sighed with emotion, and then, regardless of others’ eyes, sat cross-legged in place.

“Calm your mind, everyone, listen to Huang Ting with me.”

“This is a gift from Fellow Daoist Jiang to us, to heaven and earth.”

33. Liyue Harbor and Shushan Sect Leader Jiang Yan finally meet

“Heart Spirit Dan Yuan Zi Shou Ling, Lung Spirit Hao Hua Zi Xu Cheng.”

“Thoughts are hidden deep in the square inch, neither square nor round, closing the windows.”

“Combining the eight scene gods in the form, twenty-four truths come out naturally.”

Pieces of text like seven-character quatrains slowly flowed into everyone’s ears.

That’s right, it was flowing.

These characters, from the top of the mountain down, condensed like ink, entered everyone’s ears like a small stream.

Even entered the ears of many fierce beasts.

Unfortunately, now everyone sat cross-legged with Zhongli, eyes closed, listening to Jiang Yan’s Huang Ting.

This scene was not seen by anyone.

Originally, Ningguang and the others didn’t understand why they had to sit cross-legged. After all, this land was very indecent.

And this thing sounded mysterious, completely without a clue, couldn’t understand, and it was useless to listen.

But really sitting down and listening with eyes closed, Ningguang knew she was very wrong.

Some words don’t need to be said to be understood.

Some words don’t need to be pondered to be realized.

They really couldn’t understand what Jiang Yan said, but as long as they felt it with their hearts, these words could help them.

Fatigue was smoothed out, and hesitation was swept away.

Replacing it was extreme peace.

Elemental energy constantly gathered, merged into the body, and everyone’s strength slowly and continuously improved while listening to Huang Ting.

The peaceful power was like a mother gently wiping away everyone’s sweat, holding them and saying gently.

“Mom knows you are very tired, but now, you can rest well.”

Ningguang, who closed her eyes, had a tear slide down the corner of her eye.

At this moment, she suddenly understood Ganyu a little.

Below Jueyun Karst, such a peaceful scene was displayed.

Some fierce beasts arrived later, and obediently lay at the feet of many people.

Their eyes flickered, and even the cold poisonous snakes had a hint of benevolence and gentleness in their pupils.

Gradually, as the purple energy in the sky gradually dissipated, Jiang Yan’s Huang Ting Jing also came to an end.

When the last sentence fell, a gentle wind swept across the earth.

In an instant, flowers bloomed all over the mountain.

The withered yellow grass also became green and dripping.

Zhongli and others slowly opened their eyes, not caring about the environmental changes around them.

Only Zhongli sighed leisurely and said calmly:

“Wear and tear, another one percent gone… In this way, I’m afraid I can completely get rid of the suffering of wear and tear in a few days.”

Other immortals also opened their eyes and looked at Jueyun Karst above their heads. For the first time, they understood why Zhongli didn’t let them call themselves immortals in front of Jiang Yan.

If such an existence only said he was a cultivator at the stage of Refining Spirit to Return to Void.

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