Chapter 1086: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Stable Chapter 1086: Ten Years Have Arrived!
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Protagonist:
Xu Zhangqing
The night sank like water, the star river flowing across the sky's canopy.
On the flat blue stone platform, several people sat in a circle, with several jars of opened spirit wine placed in the middle, the wine aroma drifting far with the night wind.
Several puppets half a person tall were holding wine pots, weaving among them.
Their joints made extremely faint clicking sounds, their movements clumsy yet unusually earnest.
Each time they stopped before someone, they carefully filled the empty wine bowl.
These brewing puppets were casually refined by Xu Zhangqing in his early years, using no precious materials, but they were durable.
He sat right in the middle of the crowd, legs crossed, holding his wine bowl and occasionally taking a sip, then raising his head to look at the stars in the sky.
Li Sancai sat on his left, already drinking until his face was red and his neck thick.
This old partner who had once worked with Xu Zhangqing in the spirit fields spoke little tonight, just gulping down bowl after bowl in silence.
Chu Qiu and Pei Mo sat beside Li Sancai, both old friends who had known Xu Zhangqing the earliest.
Chu Qiu sighed, "Time really flies!"
Pei Mo gulped down a mouthful of spirit wine and nodded: "Indeed!"
Qin Hundred Li lay on his back, looking at that brilliant star river, murmuring: "I also want to go see the star domains beyond the Tianyuan Realm."
Xu Zhangqing chuckled: "You have that ability."
Qin Hundred Li "hehehed" twice, not responding.
Sitting beside him was Li Lingbi, once a genius of the Dongting Immortal Sect, now much more mature.
Though he had lost the Middle Domain Dynasty, he had steadied his footing in Dongyu and developed the Li Family into a great power.
At this moment, Li Lingbi curled his legs, holding his wine bowl with both hands, his gaze flowing back and forth between Xu Zhangqing and the others, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
He did not speak, but was weighing in his mind the situation Xu Zhangqing would leave behind after departing the Tianyuan Realm.
The Qingmu Immortal Sect losing this strongest combat force—how long could the Third Immortal Sect's position last?
Xuan Yan does not ask about worldly affairs.
Mo Qiu Shui is not good at managing.
Lin Feng is steady but lacks decisiveness.
Qin Hundred Li has excellent aptitude, but unfortunately his mind is flighty, probably not set on this.
Mo Qiu Shui sat at the outermost edge, not interjecting, just enjoying this atmosphere.
Before him sat a wine jar he had brought himself, fermenting for half a year.
Han Su sat beside Mo Qiu Shui, his hand holding the wine bowl trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was the wine's strength or his heartache; he broke the silence first, his voice hoarse as he asked: "When do we leave?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stopped what they were doing.
Qin Hundred Li sat up.
Li Sancai put down his wine bowl.
Chu Qiu stopped smiling, Pei Mo stopped drinking, even Mo Qiu Shui turned to look.
Xu Zhangqing set his wine bowl on his knee, then raised his right hand.
His sleeve slid down, revealing the White Tiger mark on the back of his hand.
The faint light on the mark was brighter than at any time.
The White Tiger that had closed its eyes for ten years had its eyelids twitching, as if it might open them at any moment.
Xu Zhangqing grinned: "Just tonight."
Hearing this, Han Su's lips twitched once; he lowered his head wanting to keep drinking, but when the wine bowl reached his mouth he simply could not drink.
Qin Hundred Li asked most directly: "How long will you be gone?"
Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "I don't know; after meeting the Great Dao Venerable, I still have to make a trip to the Tai Xu Lie Yuan to see Frost Sister and the children."
As soon as Tai Xu Lie Yuan was spoken, everyone fell silent.
It was a forbidden zone among forbidden zones; many did not dare to tread there lightly.
Yet there were the people Xu Zhangqing cared about most.
Frost Sister, Linglong, Ping'an, Hehe, and Suisui, as well as the followers who trusted him.
"This trip..."
Xu Zhangqing paused, lifted his wine bowl and took a large gulp, then said: "It might be soon, or it might be a long time."
Li Lingbi's fingers tapped twice on the rim of his wine bowl; seriously he said: "While the Sect Master is away, all within the Qingmu Immortal Sect will naturally do their duty.
Besides, Elder Xuan Yan is still here; the foundation of the Qingmu Immortal Sect will not be shaken."
Li Sancai had been silent for a long time, finally speaking slowly: "I don't understand what you're saying—star domains, Great Dao Venerable, Tai Xu Lie Yuan.
No matter how you put it, I'm just a farmer."
He raised his head, his eye sockets somewhat red: "I'll just stay here and watch the spirit fields for Junior Brother Xu.
While he's away, the fields must not lie fallow."
Xu Zhangqing pressed heavily on Li Sancai's shoulder once, then poured him a bowl of wine.
Han Su put down his wine bowl, then stood up.
He walked to Xu Zhangqing's front, opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.
After bowing deeply to Xu Zhangqing, he left without looking back.
Xu Zhangqing watched Han Su's departing figure, then said to everyone, "He cannot leave the Tianyuan Realm, nor can he leave the Qingmu Immortal Sect."
"So, support one another."
Pei Mo and Chu Qiu nodded at the same time.
The others each had their own reactions.
After three rounds of wine, what needed to be said had more or less been said.
Next, everyone fell into silence, a long silence.
Just as Pei Mo was about to open another jar of spirit wine, the White Tiger mark on Xu Zhangqing's hand suddenly erupted with blinding white light.
The White Tiger in the mark suddenly opened its eyes.
The surrounding air trembled violently at the moment the White Tiger opened its eyes.
An ancient pressure not belonging to the Tianyuan Realm spread out from the mark.
Then, before everyone's eyes, a translucent white White Tiger phantom emerged from the back of Xu Zhangqing's hand—first a pair of forepaws, then a broad tiger back, and finally that long tail like condensed starlight.
Every inch the White Tiger's body unfurled, the surrounding laws of heaven and earth fell into violent disorder by one part.
This was not a true White Tiger, but a manifestation of a wisp of will and law left in the mark by the Nine Extremes Heavenly King.
Starlight fine and nearly transparent flowed around the White Tiger's entire body, each breath accompanied by a slight folding of space.
At the same time, a low voice issued from within the White Tiger phantom.
The voice pierced the starry sky, seeming to be at the edge of the sky, yet also beside the ear.
Every syllable carried the heaviness of revolving stars: "The ten-year period has arrived."
Xu Zhangqing's body suddenly rose uncontrollably, as if lifted by an invisible giant hand, then landed on the White Tiger's back.
The White Tiger phantom kicked back, shattering a stretch of void, and man and tiger shot into the sky, flying toward the densest cluster of stars in the depths of the firmament.
Seeing this scene, Xu Zhangqing felt quite conflicted in his heart, and said in a loud voice, "I must go now!"
Qin Hundred Li jumped up first, laughing, "Give my regards to the Great Dao Venerable for me, let him know the Tianyuan Realm isn't only you who can fight!"
Li Sancai also stood up, shouting at the top of his voice, "Junior Brother Xu, I'll watch over the Spirit Field for you, you must come back!"
Pei Mo and Chu Qiu simultaneously raised their wine bowls: "Safe travels!"
Xu Zhangqing looked back and saw many familiar faces.
Eldest Disciple Sun Shangxiang.
Second Disciple Lin Feng.
Third Disciple Qingyao.
Second Senior Brother is named Zhou Yan.
Third Senior Brother is named Qin Ye.
Fourth Senior Brother is named Gu Qiao.
Fifth Senior Sister is named Mu Ning.
And... Yu Caiqing.
Huo Huo couldn't help urging, "Auntie Yu, say something!"
Yu Caiqing smiled: "Forget it, what needed to be said was said long ago!"
End of Chapter
