Chapter 300

"Bi Xuan was killed with one sword strike?"

"At that time, Xu Kaishan and Zhao Deyan were also by his side, both top-tier experts in the world. But in that instant, Shi Zhixuan said he hadn't even seen it clearly; Gu Qing had already drawn his sword and left. This Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, Zhao Deyan, and the others were killed by Gu Qing with a single sword strike, just like ordinary soldiers."

"In the Song Clan of Lingnan, there is a book called *Legend of the Frontier*, which records Yan Fei killing Murong Chui with one sword strike. It is said that in that instant, no one saw what happened either."

"The Saintess of the Cihang Jingzhai, Shi Feixuan, asked the current Emperor, and the Emperor said that although it was one sword strike, it counted as two, and he was quite displeased."

"Hou Xibai, why did you run to Chang'an?"

"Brother Kou, Ziling, to tell you the truth, I am a member of the Flower Sect of the two sects and six paths of the Demonic Sect. The current Emperor has launched a 'Demon Hunting Operation' to eradicate the Demonic Sect that has plagued the Central Plains since the Han Dynasty. I had no choice but to come to Chang'an to surrender and avoid disaster."

"You just paint beauties and haven't provoked anyone; this Demon Hunting Operation shouldn't hunt you down."

"That may be so, but this time the Demon Hunting Operation is led by my master, and he even killed the Shadow Assassin Yang Xuyan... I'm just afraid of the 'what if'. However, after this operation, the *Heavenly Demon Strategy* scattered in the world should be gathered in one place."

"I heard you reached a 'kept' agreement with Shang Xiufang? For a term of five years, and after five years, Shang Xiufang is leaving?"

"Shang Xiufang wants to have a time-limited romance, taste the bitterness of love, and feel the taste of being hurt. I told her at the time that in this romance, I would beat and kick you, make you kowtow and admit your mistakes, dig out your kidneys, gouge out your heart, pick out your corneas, and lock you in a cage... she didn't agree."

"Any normal woman wouldn't agree."

"Bai Qing'er, who wants to practice the *Dao Dao Dao Xin Zhong Mo Great Art*, agreed; she thinks this is necessary for the 'Forming the Demon' realm of the *Dao Dao Dao Xin Zhong Mo Great Art*."

"You did that to Bai Qing'er?"

"That didn't happen; I helped Bai Qing'er cultivate the *Supreme Wisdom Scripture*."

"Bai Qing'er? The Yin Gui Sect, Cihang Jingzhai, Dongming Sect, Li Clan, Dugu Clan, Song Clan... let's count, how many people is that... hmm..."

"You, Qingxuan, really make me happy."

"What about the Palace of the Wild Goose? Why can't I trigger that big Palace of the Wild Goose?"

The Qingyun Sect has been founded for over a thousand years. Its founder was Qing Yunzi, who was originally a physiognomist. In a secret cave on Mount Qingyun, he found an ancient scroll, thereby expounding profound arts and founding Qingyun. Over a hundred years later, the Qingyun Sect produced a brilliant founder, Master Qingye, who made it shine brightly and become the pillar of the righteous path in the world, leading all sects.

Gu Qing stood at the foot of Mount Qingyun, looking toward the mountain, only to see white clouds blocking the view, with no mountain peak in sight.

... How did I get sent to an immortal cultivation world?

*Zhu Xian* is said to be an immortal cultivation world, but there are limits to lifespan; Master Qingye only lived for 750 years. As for how many years Zhang Xiaofan, who mastered all five volumes of the *Heavenly Book*, could live, there is no answer.

After looking around, Gu Qing walked leisurely toward the direction of Caomiao Village.

The *Zhu Xian* world tells the story of how the three sects of Dao, Buddha, and Demon all originated from the *Heavenly Book*, and how Zhang Xiaofan mastered all five volumes of the *Heavenly Book*.

If Zhang Xiaofan's experience is divided into three parts, they are "The Beginning of Blood Feud," "The Helpless Blackening," and "The Heroic Returning Youth." Now that Gu Qing is walking into Caomiao Village, he is walking into this "Beginning of Blood Feud."

There are forty or fifty households in Caomiao Village. Apart from farming, the people here can also sell firewood to Qingyun disciples, basically being connected to the Qingyun Sect. After Gu Qing walked into Caomiao Village, he walked toward the dilapidated temple at the east end of the village.

In this village, teenagers were chasing each other. When they reached the grass seedlings, two teenagers were arguing.

"Zhang Xiaofan, I've caught you."

"Lin Jingyu, that was you ambushing me. You put this plaque here on purpose to trip me."

"There's no such thing. It was agreed that if you're caught, you admit defeat. Do you admit it or not?"

When Gu Qing arrived, Lin Jingyu was pinching Zhang Xiaofan's neck. These two had one extreme personality and one stubborn personality; neither would admit defeat to the other. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's veins bulging and his face turning purple, Lin Jingyu still wouldn't let go. Seeing this, Gu Qing stepped directly past the two and walked into the grass temple.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant came from inside the grass temple. The thin hand tapped on the back of Lin Jingyu's hand, and the two naturally let go. As Zhang Xiaofan gasped for air, Lin Jingyu also felt a lingering fear and apologized to Zhang Xiaofan repeatedly.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the old monk beside him.

At the foot of Mount Qingyun is a Daoist area; monks are rare. Zhang Xiaofan looked at the monk, who seemed strange, and asked curiously.

The monk did not answer.

Lin Jingyu felt the monk was strange and pulled Zhang Xiaofan away from this place.

The old monk had a kind face. He turned his prayer beads, looked back, and saw Gu Qing, who had entered the grass temple, place a bamboo tube in the corner of the temple, thread it with a strand of silk, and then extend it all the way outside, not knowing what he was doing.

After a long time, the old monk watched Gu Qing return and check the bamboo tube again, as if he were relieved.

"This little benefactor, what are you doing?"

The old monk in this grass temple was Puzhi, one of the four great divine monks in the world today. His Buddhist dharma was profound, and his cultivation was deep. While turning his prayer beads, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Only then did Gu Qing turn his head, look at the old monk, and say with a smile: "Someone asked a monk, 'Monk, do you use effort in cultivating the Dao?' The monk replied, 'I use effort.' He asked again, 'How do you use effort?' The monk replied, 'When hungry, I eat; when tired, I sleep.' The questioner was greatly surprised and said, 'Everything is like this; is everyone using effort?' The monk replied, 'Of course it's different. When they eat, they are unwilling to eat, having a hundred kinds of thoughts and a thousand kinds of calculations, so it is different.'"

Gu Qing finished telling this story calmly.

Monk Puzhi turned his prayer beads, deeply moved. He had been running around to solve the mystery of longevity, and his heart had long been without peace.

"Little benefactor's Buddhist philosophy is profound; this old monk has been taught."

After Monk Puzhi nodded, he sat to one side.

Gu Qing told this story to tell Puzhi not to meddle in other people's business.

"I'll just leave this thing here."

Gu Qing pointed to the bamboo tube and the silk thread and said, "It won't hinder you, and don't touch it either."

Although Monk Puzhi didn't know the reason, he nodded. Watching Gu Qing adjust the bamboo tube again and measure it from left to right before preparing to go out, he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask where the benefactor is from?"

Gu Qing turned his head back.

The *Zhu Xian* world seems to be fictional, but if you think about it carefully, names like Hongchuan, Heyang, and Tiger Crouching in the Central Plains—aren't these just the Yellow River and Luoyang areas? It's just that the names have been changed. Therefore, Gu Qing looked at Puzhi and said bluntly, "I'm a local."

(End of chapter)