Chapter 167: The Di Huang Jing in the Sea of Consciousness (6k)

Immediately after, Zhou Qing's vision went black, and his entire body instantly became incomparably stiff, falling straight down from the sky.

And just at the moment Zhou Qing lost consciousness, his sea of consciousness was surging with waves.

The invading blood bead transformed into a giant Golden-Winged Peng bird in the sea of consciousness, its whole body emitting a rich aura of death and violence.

"Jin Wu, Suanni, a perfect body!" The Golden-Winged Peng muttered to itself, then looked greedily at the golden Nascent Soul in the sea of consciousness.

And Zhou Qing's Nascent Soul also opened its eyes at this time, instantly assuming a defensive posture.

Fuck your grandmother, if I had known, I wouldn't have come to join in the fun.

Just then, the Golden-Winged Peng bird opened its bloody mouth, preparing to completely devour the Nascent Soul of this body, so as to occupy this body and escape from here as soon as possible, so as not to be discovered by others.

But suddenly, the four-colored flower that had been rooted in the sea of consciousness actually began to rotate slowly, then transformed into four gorgeous beams of light, shooting toward the Golden-Winged Peng bird.

Seeing this, the Golden-Winged Peng bird's expression changed suddenly, and it hurriedly spat out a thick black death aura.

Within that death aura, countless hideous and terrifying ghost faces could be faintly seen, clawing and scratching as they pounced toward the four-colored flower.

But what the Golden-Winged Peng bird never expected was that the moment these ghost faces touched the four-colored flower, they all let out painful wails, dissipating into nothingness in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the Golden-Winged Peng bird was so scared it turned to flee, but the four-colored flower's speed was extremely fast, catching up and rooting itself onto its body in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the Golden-Winged Peng bird let out an incomparably shrill scream, and then its entire body was directly decomposed into countless rays of brilliant golden light.

And these golden lights gradually floated above the sea of consciousness, finally converging to form an ancient text of at least ten thousand words.

And every ancient character was like a miniature Jin Peng flapping its wings, wanting to fly, emitting an ancient and distant aura.

Until the first line, three golden characters slowly emerged—Di Huang Jing!

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

No, it's over just like that?

I haven't even started fighting it yet!

Subsequently, he first looked at those mysterious ancient characters in the sky, then looked at the four-colored flower rooted in the sea of consciousness again, a surge of wild joy instantly rising in his heart.

It seems I've discovered another wonderful use for it.

Let's see who dares to possess me in the future?

"Di Huang Jing? Is this a divine ability technique unique to the Golden-Winged Peng clan?" Zhou Qing couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The next moment, these ancient characters fell into Zhou Qing's sea of consciousness like golden raindrops.

In an instant, Zhou Qing felt as if his head had been pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, the pain instantly sweeping through his entire consciousness.

It made him let out a scream involuntarily. In a trance, he seemed to see a giant Golden-Winged Peng bird soaring between heaven and earth, its posture covering the sky and sun, wind and clouds changing wherever it passed.

And rays of golden light surged from its body, transforming into various wonderful forms, merging into Zhou Qing's body...

"Master, why hasn't Old Four woken up yet?"

"Where would I know? Logically, he should be fine now."

"Don't let him go, don't let him go, you insisted on letting him go. Old Mo, if something happens to Little Aqing, I won't spare you."

"Keep it down, keep it down. Old Three, bring that ten-thousand-year blood ginseng."

"Master, didn't you say Old Four's sea of consciousness is chaotic now? Nothing else is wrong; blood ginseng is for replenishing blood and Qi."

"I know, it's mainly because Master is a bit tired now."

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In a daze, Zhou Qing seemed to hear the voices of his Shixiong and Shijie, then slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself lying on the bed.

"Master, Old Four is awake!" Seeing Zhou Qing wake up, Yan Xiaohu shouted excitedly.

Luo Lingling hurriedly leaned over, asking with concern: "Little Aqing, are you alright? Do you still recognize me? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Zhou Qing looked at the two, a smile appearing on his face: "Second Shijie, I haven't lost my memory, how could I not recognize you."

Hearing Zhou Qing's response, Luo Lingling finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"You scared us to death. Do you know how long you've been sleeping?" Luo Lingling said.

Zhou Qing propped himself up, only then noticing a bandage wrapped around his head, emitting a faint medicinal scent.

Yan Xiaohu said from the side: "A full half month! When we found you, you were stuck in the fork of a tree, your head was swollen this big, and even the blood vessels could be seen clearly."

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to show the size.

Zhou Qing frowned slightly. He felt like it had only been an hour or two; he didn't expect so much time to have passed.

At this time, Mo Xingjian walked over, asking with concern: "What exactly happened? Did Sikong Yan make a move on you?"

Zhou Qing shook his head lightly. He had nothing to hide from his Master, Shixiong, and Shijie, so he told them the whole story exactly as it happened.

Hearing this, the three felt a lingering fear.

They never expected that Zhou Qing had almost been possessed by the Golden-Winged Peng bird.

Fortunately, the Four-Flower Gathering played its role, suppressing and killing it; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Master, there is an extra divine ability called 'Di Huang Jing' in my sea of consciousness. It looks like it should be the Golden-Winged Peng..."

Zhou Qing had just said this when he suddenly felt that he couldn't describe a single word about this divine ability.

His mind was filled with a sense of trance, yet he could clearly feel its existence.

Mo Xingjian looked at Zhou Qing's appearance, a look of relief appearing on his face: "If Master is not mistaken, this 'Di Huang Jing' should belong to the bloodline inheritance of the Golden-Winged Peng. Such divine abilities are often only to be understood, not to be spoken of."

"Since you have such a rare opportunity, just cultivate it well, don't worry about us."

Zhou Qing suddenly understood. In fact, the two divine abilities he had obtained through the Jin Wu and Suanni essence blood were also impossible for him to express; otherwise, he would have taught them to his Shixiong and Shijie long ago.

"By the way, what happened later?" Zhou Qing quickly remembered and asked hurriedly.

Talking about this topic, Yan Xiaohu immediately became excited.

It turned out that ever since the Golden-Winged Peng was suppressed and killed by that powerful projection of the Old Emperor, everyone present had rushed into the abyss below.

But who could have thought that the abyss was not the inheritance place of the Old Old Peng Wang, but merely a burial place.

To be precise, that Old Peng Wang, who had Soul Severance Great Perfection cultivation, was killed by other powerhouses in that place.

Moreover, the powerhouse who killed the Old Peng Wang didn't put the Old Old Peng Wang's physical body in his eyes at all. From this, one could see how high his standards were.

According to the situation described by Duanmu Shu and other Supreme Elders when they came out of the abyss, the bottom was chaotic and dead. Besides being filled with great resentment, it had also bred many other evil things.

I heard that even people with extraordinary strength like Li Hanshan and Yu Ziqi accidentally fell for it and were seriously injured.

In short, the truly valuable things were the physical body and feathers of the Golden-Winged Peng, but unfortunately, they were divided up by several Soul Severance experts.

However, now that Zhou Qing had unexpectedly obtained the inheritance divine ability of the Golden-Winged Peng clan from the Corpse Spirit that escaped, by comparison, the true winner was Zhou Qing.

As Yan Xiaohu finished explaining these situations in detail, he chuckled.

He asked with curiosity: "Old Four, that silver-haired fairy with Soul Severance cultivation said she had fate with you before. Shixiong has been thinking about this for the past few days, but I can't figure out where this fate is reflected? Just because your face is white?"

Zhou Qing was helpless and had to say: "Because I have already met her once, the day you came last time, the day the tree outside the courtyard was frozen."

The three were shocked upon hearing this.

"What did she come for?" Mo Xingjian asked hurriedly.

Zhou Qing replied: "Like Ke Shu from Haomiao Prefecture, she came to inquire about the red token. I guess she also came from that Ghost City."

Mo Xingjian heard this, a look of doubt appearing on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said: "It seems that token is a bit unusual. If we have time in a few days, let's go to Qingmu City and wander around."

Zhou Qing heard this and hurriedly stopped him: "I didn't tell you this because I was worried you would do this. That token now involves the Soul Severance realm level; let's not get involved in this muddy water."

"Little Aqing is right, let's stop here regarding the token!" After some contemplation, Luo Lingling also spoke.

The master and disciples heard this and felt it made sense, so they had to nod in agreement.

Subsequently, they felt it was not convenient to disturb Zhou Qing anymore, so they gave him a few instructions to take good care of his injuries, and then left the room one after another.

Zhou Qing reached out and touched his head, feeling it was still swollen, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Big head, big head, no worries when it rains!"

The amount of information contained in this "Di Huang Jing" was too huge; it almost burst his head.

Next, he planned to calm down and study this divine ability, but as soon as this thought moved, his head felt a piercing pain.

"Forget it, let's wait until the swelling on my head goes down!" Zhou Qing shook his head helplessly, having to give up this idea for the time being.

Looking around, he suddenly found the hen was gone. Needless to say, it must have been quietly taken away by Third Shixiong.

That same afternoon, Lu Yaoyao rushed over.

In fact, ever since Zhou Qing was brought back in a coma, she had already run over many times.

Now hearing that Zhou Qing had woken up, she came immediately.

"I brought you a bottle of elixir specifically for treating divine sense. This was hard-won with the points I earned from killing enemies!"

As Lu Yaoyao spoke, she carefully took out a bottle of elixir and placed it on the table, but her face was full of unhappiness.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing thanked her hurriedly, but looking at her pouting appearance, he felt it was a bit funny, so he teased: "Who bullied you again? Tell me, I'll teach them a lesson for you!"

Lu Yaoyao pouted, looking at Zhou Qing angrily, and said: "Why didn't you take me with you this time? At least if we were together, we could look after each other."

Zhou Qing was stunned.

So the knot was here.

Mount Canglan was so dangerous, and he left in such a hurry; heaven knows who would take care of whom if he took her.

But Zhou Qing also understood in his heart that the reason she was throwing this little tantrum was purely because she was too worried about him.

Helplessly, he had to tell her about the emergency that day. Lu Yaoyao finally understood after hearing the end.

Soon she became smiley again: "I thought you left me behind on purpose. So that's how it is. I heard that several Soul Severance powerhouses appeared that day. Tell me about it."

Looking at Lu Yaoyao, who was leaning in, her eyes blinking, just like a child listening to a story, Zhou Qing was truly amused by her cute appearance.

Helplessly, he had to organize his thoughts, then started telling it bit by bit from the beginning.

Lu Yaoyao supported her chin with both hands, listening intently, sometimes widening her eyes in surprise when hearing thrilling parts, sometimes showing joy when hearing interesting plots.

"She said she had fate with you?" Lu Yaoyao caught this point immediately and asked hurriedly.

Zhou Qing said: "I guess it was the meeting that evening. It's also thanks to me not following down at that time. Those humanoid demon races died directly in the abyss..."

"She was so close to you at that time, was there a very nice smell on her?" Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but interrupt again.

Zhou Qing shook his head helplessly and said: "We master and disciples were stared at by a Soul Severance expert, how could we have the heart to pay attention to that stuff. You didn't know, the Golden-Winged Peng bird in the abyss was so powerful..."

"I don't think it's that simple. Weren't there two geniuses from Cangyan Dao Palace on the field at that time? Why did she choose you? Did she tell you her name?" Lu Yaoyao continued to pursue.

Zhou Qing was speechless.

Didn't you want to listen to a story? Always getting stuck here asking this and that, can this story still be told properly?

Having experienced the previous few things, Zhou Qing understood Lu Yaoyao's nature of being keen on being a "matchmaker" thoroughly.

"Don't worry about it. She is definitely not a Soul Severance expert from our Shengwu Imperial Dynasty. She might be from other surrounding fourth-level cultivation nations, or maybe even a fifth-level cultivation nation," Zhou Qing said helplessly.

Lu Yaoyao heard this and had to nod reluctantly, saying: "Fine, fine, fine, then you continue."

Zhou Qing was finally able to continue.

After Zhou Qing finished telling the story, Lu Yaoyao said with certainty: "I have a feeling that you two will definitely meet again in the future!"

Zhou Qing: "..."

Big sister, when I was at the Foundation Establishment realm, you tried to match me with the Soul Formation Sect Master, Xuan You Xianyou Xianzi.

At the Golden Core realm, you were excited and kept pulling the Ninth Princess to my house.

Now it's even better, this vision is getting higher and higher, even that Soul Severance expert who sees the head but not the tail is being thought of.

No, according to normal logic, before you stepped into the path of cultivation, your brother should also have been an ordinary person.

Did he have any unrealistic dreams?

Now it's better, I became a substitute, being tossed around by you like this.

"Alright, Zhou Shixiong, you should rest well. Next time if there's a chance to go on a mission, you must remember to call me. Maybe by following you, I can easily break through to the Nascent Soul realm!"

After a while, Lu Yaoyao stood up and said.

Before Zhou Qing could agree, she took it as a default, then hopped away, looking very happy.

"What kind of thing is this!" Zhou Qing sighed.

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Three days later, the swelling on his head finally went down a bit. Before he could check the "Di Huang Jing," Yan Xiaohu came over with the hen, and also brought a piece of news.

"Second Shijie is in seclusion, preparing to impact the Soul Formation realm!"

Zhou Qing didn't feel too surprised by this news. After all, the realm of understanding the Second Shijie grasped was different from the First Shixiong's, but he was still happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

However, looking at Yan Xiaohu's dejected appearance, Zhou Qing couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

Yan Xiaohu sighed, then sat down at the gate, his face full of sorrow.

"The pressure is great. First Shixiong and Second Shijie have both become Soul Formation experts one after another, so it's my turn next. Even if I delay it for some time, it doesn't matter, after all, I entered the sect later than them, but—"

Yan Xiaohu said this, looking at Zhou Qing with resentment, then continued: "You are like a life-chasing ghost. I have already been running for my life, but I was still surpassed by you."

"You are already at the Nascent Soul mid-stage, plus your four flowers, I fear your Shixiong will be the last one in our Little Spirit Peak to promote to the Soul Formation realm."

"No, I am a Earth Vein Foundation Establishment; in the future, there is only a 30% chance of touching the Soul Formation realm. Thinking about it makes me sad."

Looking at the dejected Yan Xiaohu, Zhou Qing smiled and sat down slowly beside him, laughing: "It's just the Soul Formation realm, I believe my Third Shixiong will definitely be able to step over it smoothly."

Yan Xiaohu was speechless. What a perfunctory comfort.

"Forget it, let's not mention this. I actually came to tell you that Old Mo is also in seclusion!" Yan Xiaohu said.

Zhou Qing was stunned, then his eyes lit up, asking with anticipation: "Is Master going to impact the Soul Formation Great Perfection?"

Yan Xiaohu said: "I'm not very clear about that, but listening to the Shishu and Shibo, Master's talent was also very good in the past. It's just that after bringing Second Shijie back many years ago, his divine soul was injured,"

"Now, under the nourishment of the Soul-Resting Xianyou Xianyou Xianzi Grass, his divine soul has completely recovered. Plus the five-element supreme-grade spirit stones you gave, perhaps Master also wants to take this opportunity to try to impact a higher realm."

Zhou Qing was excited upon hearing this.

If Second Shijie could successfully step into the Soul Formation realm, and Master could promote to Soul Formation Great Perfection, that would truly be a double happiness.

Yan Xiaohu looked at Zhou Qing's happy appearance and couldn't help but remind him: "Don't hold too high expectations. The difficulty of crossing every step of the Soul Formation realm is not something we can imagine now."

"Of course, I also hope Master can successfully break through, but look at the Peak Masters of each peak, and the Zhangjiao Shibo, and you will know how difficult this is."

Zhou Qing certainly knew.

In the entire Taiqingmen, besides those few Supreme Elders, all the Peak Masters were almost stuck at the late Soul Formation realm.

Didn't the previous Zhangjiao Shigong sit down helplessly because he was stuck at the late Soul Formation realm and could never break through, finally passing the position of Sect Master to Cao Zhengyang Shibo?

However, everything is possible, people should always have hope.

Yan Xiaohu continued: "Master instructed when he went into seclusion, telling us two to try not to run around."

Zhou Qing heard this and responded with a smile: "Try, I understand!"

If Master goes into seclusion for a hundred or eighty years, wouldn't they be suffocated to death?

And Master didn't even leave him a token message. It seems that the elusive and hard-to-grasp breakthrough opportunity came quite quickly.

"Now Little Spirit Peak is up to me. Shall we go to Jin Leizong and wander around? Lei Luo has already arranged it, we can secretly go to the first few layers of the Thunder Pool to wander..."

The next moment, Yan Xiaohu changed his style and started talking about going out again with a smile, his face full of excitement, but Niu Guangmo came over hurriedly on his sword.

"Boss, Bai He is here!" Niu Guangmo said.

Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu looked at each other. This brother-in-law's news is quite well-informed!

Subsequently, the two hurriedly ran toward the outside of the mountain gate.

At this moment, Elder Wu Zhu was talking non-stop there, while Bai He nodded repeatedly on the side, even with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

And when Zhou Qing saw the words 【Brother-in-law】 floating above Bai He's head, his heart finally settled down, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Brother-in-law—" Yan Xiaohu shouted with a loud voice, happily.

Bai He heard this and immediately raised his hand to respond: "Third Brother-in-law!"

Looking at the two hugging enthusiastically, Elder Wu Zhu stroked his beard and couldn't help but sigh: "As the Fourth Prince, to be able to have no airs like this, it is indeed not bad, rare, rare!"

Zhou Qing stood on the side, feeling a bit awkward, mainly because he really couldn't call out "Brother-in-law."

After all, he didn't know what Second Shijie was thinking in her heart now.

However, when they were chased by the Blood Bone Old Ghost last time, Bai He was able to set up a teleportation array in time and helped take that fatal blow. Just for this point, Zhou Qing was still full of gratitude toward him in his heart.

"Is Second Shijie really back?" Bai He's caterpillar-like eyebrows raised, asking urgently.

The two nodded one after another: "Yes, she was seriously injured, fortunately we arrived in time."

Bai He heard this and was filled with self-blame: "It's all my fault, I haven't been able to find her."

"What does it have to do with you, Brother-in-law? Go, go, go, let's go in first!" Yan Xiaohu was enthusiastic, reaching out to pull Bai He inside.

Bai He waved his hands repeatedly, hurriedly saying: "No, no, knowing she's fine, I'm already relieved. And Lingling wouldn't want me to enter the sect to disturb her. I'll just set up a tent here."

Looking at Bai He skillfully taking out the tent, Zhou Qing couldn't help but laugh, walking up and saying: "My Second Shijie is in seclusion, don't guard here, go!"

Bai He heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, asking with surprise: "Is she in seclusion to impact the Soul Formation realm?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 168 =====