Chapter 521

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Ruo Qunshuang glanced at the two of them from outside the door, and seeing they were still talking, turned and left.

Pei Mo saw this and said seriously: "You have a Dao Companion now; next you just need to have a child, so don't go wading into that muddy water."

Indeed, Li Lingbi's strength is formidable, and he holds the high-ranking divine ability 'River-Splitting Water-Division'.

But in the Central Region, similar geniuses are not few, and there are even more powerful ones.

It's not worth it, sending a Spirit Farmer who only knows how to farm.

Say a thousand things, say ten thousand things — at under forty years of age, there's still plenty of time to squander.

What's more, a Wood Spirit Root naturally has a longer lifespan than other Spirit Roots, allowing one to live even longer.

Xu Zhangqing grinned: "That's what I think too."

Pei Mo blinked: "Since I'll have to go to the Central Region again, give me a hundred catties each of your Spirit Rice Wine and Yellow Rice Wine."

Just a bit of wine, Xu Zhangqing naturally didn't mind; while taking it out he said solemnly: "You must pay attention to safety."

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Time arrived at the next day.

Xu Zhangqing, who learned Zhu Fuxian had returned, was excited all night, staying up until dawn; the moment the sun rose he left Hongfeng Valley and headed straight for the depths of the Spirit Fields.

Along the way, he saw many familiar scenes.

Especially the Stone House and Stone Mountain where he had once lived.

Not to mention, several years have passed, and finally someone has moved in.

It was a female disciple, looking about sixteen or seventeen, with an unremarkable appearance, ordinary in every aspect.

However, this person was much cleverer than Xu Zhangqing when he had just been promoted.

Not only did she raise a flock of egg-laying Spirit Chickens, she also had a Spirit Ox that could plow fields.

Though her days were ordinary, they were also full.

Xu Zhangqing saw this and couldn't help but sigh: "Newcomers come, old ones go!"

Afterward, he did not disturb this female disciple, and soon left with long strides.

Not until a shadow swept overhead did she react — there was someone above her.

By the time she wanted to see clearly, the person was already far gone.

Not long after, Xu Zhangqing arrived once more outside Zhu Fuxian's Spirit Field.

In previous years, while the other's Spirit Plants were still growing, he would occasionally come here to weed and irrigate.

After they matured and were harvested, his visits became fewer and fewer.

Now, looking out, the originally empty Spirit Field was once again planted with Spirit Plants.

Only this time, inside there wasn't even a single stalk of Spirit Rice — all were Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Xu Zhangqing saw this, then called out toward the inside: "Brother Zhu~"

Before long, as the Bamboo Hut's main door opened automatically, Zhu Fuxian, unseen for several years, walked out barefoot once more: "Xiao Xu, long time no see!"

At this scene, Xu Zhangqing felt deeply moved, and hastily cupped his fists: "Long time no see, I've missed you terribly!"

Zhu Fuxian was still the same, both aged and carefree; he immediately waved his hand: "Come in quick, tell me how you've been lately."

Xu Zhangqing entered after the Fence Gate opened, muttering all the while: "Nothing much changed; although I became a Core Disciple, I still stay in the Spirit Field, and even found a Dao Companion."

Zhu Fuxian was surprised: "Is it the White surname girl? Or the Yu surname girl?"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "Neither."

Zhu Fuxian was stunned: "Then who could it be?"

Xu Zhangqing grinned: "It's the daughter of the Jiuqu Sect Master, Ruo Qunshuang!"

Zhu Fuxian narrowed his eyes: "I seem to have heard that name."

Xu Zhangqing introduced her quite proudly: "She is intelligent, and gentle and considerate toward me."

Zhu Fuxian was very relieved: "That's good."

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand: "Enough about me; have you found a method these past years?"

Zhu Fuxian suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha!"

Xu Zhangqing was extremely excited: "You found it?"

Zhu Fuxian shook his head: "No."

Xu Zhangqing instantly went dumbfounded: "Then how can you still laugh?"

Zhu Fuxian stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the newly risen blazing sun, and said indifferently: "Time and fate — the result is no longer important to me."

Xu Zhangqing's expression changed slightly: "If… if you could obtain the Xuan Yuan Golden Light Talisman, would you have more confidence when crossing the tribulation?"

Zhu Fuxian turned around and stared at him: "The Xuan Yuan Golden Light Talisman is indeed a tribulation-crossing divine talisman, but the higher the realm, the greater the power of the Thunder Tribulation.

A mere one or two sheets have no significance at all."

Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth, but it was as if a bone were stuck in his throat: "……"

Although his talisman craftsmanship has already reached the top level.

Unfortunately, to this day he still cannot engrave the Xuan Yuan Golden Light Talisman.

And the Ancestor only had ten sheets; he used eight, leaving only two now.

Zhu Fuxian continued: "When breaking through to Nascent Soul, the Thunder Tribulation targets not the Spiritual Root, but our own comprehension of the laws, and the interference to the Divine Soul."

"Its power then far surpasses your imagination."

"After preparing for so many years, gathering many Spirit Tools, Spirit Talismans, Spirit Pills, and Lingti, the chance of success is still less than fifty percent."

"This is the disadvantage of Qin Hua Golden Core."

Xu Zhangqing took a deep breath: "Then what are your plans next?"

Zhu Fuxian plopped down, poured a cup of wine water, drank it himself, then smiled: "Eat what should be eaten, drink what should be drunk, face the tribulation when it's time."

"Living is good, dying doesn't matter either."

At this moment, he was unprecedentedly clear-minded.

Previously, he might have feared death a little, uneasy all day long.

But later, as familiar people around him died one after another, he instead grew calm.

"No matter how powerful you are, even if you become an immortal and an ancestor, in the end don't you still have to die."

"Changsheng, changsheng—ultimately it's just a dreamlike illusion."

Xu Zhangqing was speechless, could only pour himself a cup of wine water, then down it in one gulp.

"Your master is quite interesting, actually breaking through to the Spirit Severing stage at this time!"

"It's been several years, who knows how much longer?"

"Breaking through a realm isn't something done in a day, it needs brewing!"

Next, the two drank wine while chatting idly.

Clearly they had gone in the early morning, but by the time they returned it was already late at night.

Xiao Linglong lay in Ruo Qunshuang's arms, now sleeping soundly.

Ruo Qunshuang had been waiting; seeing them finally return, she let out a breath: "Qing Ge, are you alright?"

They had been pillow companions for over a year, nearly two; though not very well acquainted, she could still tell at a glance whether he had worries.

What's more, Xu Zhangqing never hid his emotions—this had always been obvious.

Returning reeking of wine, though not drunk, his eyes were somewhat dim.

Xu Zhangqing pinched Xiao Linglong's round, chubby cheeks, speaking softly: "I'm fine, just figured something out."

Ruo Qunshuang slowly rose, drew her arm out from under Xiao Linglong's head, leaned forward and asked: "What is it?"

Xu Zhangqing cupped her face with both hands, rubbing her delicate cheeks back and forth with his thumbs, then after a long while spoke in a low voice: "I've finally understood that at a certain point, the familiar people and things around us will gradually fade away."

"Like the sun setting in the west—not going dark all at once, but the light dimming bit by bit, until in the end, even traces of what once shone can no longer be found..."