Chapter 303

Primordial Spirit, that is a figure like a terrestrial immortal.

Before the path to heaven was broken, that was an immortal whose name was on the Ascension Register, with half a foot stepped into the Heavenly Court establishment, and would sooner or later be ranked among the immortals.

But can this pocket-sized old woman, who is carried on her disciple's back, locks herself in a wooden box, and has to check the air quality before going out, really be a Sixth-Realm Primordial Spirit True Person?

Xu Qing didn't quite believe it, but he searched through all his memories and couldn't find any information that could explain the state of the Jingxu Temple Head besides Primordial Spirit.

"This small-footed old woman is very unusual; I'd better go to the coffin shop less these few days..."

Xu Qing thought of this, but suddenly slapped his forehead.

He almost forgot, the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, which was three days later, was the time for Tao Sanmei to cross the tribulation.

"The problem is not big; that peach tree is timid and afraid of trouble, has been a monster for a lifetime, hasn't even eaten a crooked-neck little phoenix, and her demon qi is relatively restrained and gentle, so she shouldn't be made difficult."

"You say this matter is causing..."

Xu Qing hesitated for a moment and finally decided to go to the coffin shop a few more times in these few days. After all, Tao Sanmei could be considered his Cat Immortal Hall's immortal, so he had to maintain her a bit.

"It's just that we've just met, what excuse should I find to visit again?"

I don't know why, but once the Jingxu Temple Head came, he became reserved instead, not daring to be too casual.

"No!" Xu Qing suddenly realized that the coffin shop was his territory, why couldn't he go?

He wanted to go, so he would go. As for the Jingzhen Temple Head, just a little old woman, even if she really was a Primordial Spirit True Person..."

Xu Qing's expression was calm, and finally, he had a flash of inspiration and simply spread out the paper to start writing couplets again.

At the head of Well-Bottom Street, Xuanyu, who had just gone to deliver old winter clothes and some rice, flour, and eggs to the refugees outside the city at night, happened to return.

As the end of the year approached, the Cat Immortal Hall's business was busier than usual. There were more and more refugees running from the chaos of war outside the city. The Cat Immortal Hall couldn't make everyone have a good year in these troubled times, but it could still manage two eggs and a peck of rice and flour for everyone.

And this was thanks to the hundreds of thousands of stones of grain they picked up from the wealthy monks and Daoists in Cizhao Temple and Ruyi Temple when he and Xu Qing went to Qianzhou for a tour.

It was just that this grain still seemed like a drop in the bucket in front of hundreds of thousands of disaster victims.

Xuanyu, who showed his black cat body, sat on Gu Qiao'er's shoulder, and Gu Qiao'er, who had transformed into a human form, was really obedient and didn't feel it was inappropriate at all.

Isn't it very common for a cat to use a mouse as a mount?

Behind Gu Qiao'er, carrying the Prisoner Dragon Stick and following along in a slouching manner, was the Hall-Protecting Immortal, the Red-Tailed Monkey.

Although the Red-Tailed Monkey before him looked human and wore decent cotton cloth, if you looked closely, you could still see the "foreigner" characteristics of a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, and a face full of velvet.

Fortunately, the Cat Immortal Hall's business was mostly conducted at night, so even if its appearance was strange, it wouldn't attract too much attention.

But today, as luck would have it, the few immortals had just returned to Well-Bottom Street when they met Daoist Yizhen coming out of the mortuary shop.

At this moment, Xuanyu was sitting on Gu Qiao'er's shoulder; opposite it, the Jingxu Temple Head was sitting cross-legged on her disciple's shoulder.

As soon as the two sides met, the Hall-Protecting Immortal, the Red-Tailed Monkey, immediately put away his slouching manner, and his hands subconsciously crossed the Prisoner Dragon Stick he was carrying in front of him.

The Red-Tailed Monkey joined the Cat Immortal Hall late and didn't recognize the female Daoist before him, and what it feared wasn't the female Daoist herself, but the little person on her shoulder emitting a faint light.

The Red-Tailed Monkey vaguely felt that something was going to happen today.

However, the next moment, it saw the female Daoist before it pay respects to the Hall Master and smile:

"Lady Qingqing, this poor Daoist pays respects."

Xuanyu looked at Yizhen, and then curiously looked at the little person-like Jingxu Temple Head.

The cat's curiosity had already risen again.

"Hmm..." Seeing Daoist Yizhen speak to greet, Xuanyu followed suit, raised its two front paws, and said in a way that was similar to cupping hands but more like a bow: "Senior Sister Yizhen, Xuanyu returns the greeting."

Yizhen was already used to Xuanyu calling her Senior Sister; this cat had always followed Xu Qing, and whatever her Junior Brother Xu called her on weekdays, Xuanyu would follow suit.

"Who is this little person..." Xuanyu still couldn't suppress the curiosity in its heart.

"This is this poor Daoist's master."

"Such a small master."

Xuanyu spoke without restraint.

"Not even as big as me."

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The Jingxu Temple Head, who had been silent, finally couldn't hold onto her high-person demeanor.

"This is this poor Daoist's Primordial Spirit manifestation. Why is a little cat like you not cultivating in the deep mountains but running to the busy city? Aren't you afraid that one day you'll bump into a high person like this poor Daoist, who will treat you as a demon and get rid of you!"

When the Jingxu Temple Head said the words "high person," she deliberately emphasized the tone, as if in response to the cat's previous rude behavior.

Xuanyu opened its eyes wide, its azure gaze falling on the little old woman, and said in a very serious tone: "Immortal Xu is eight feet tall; no high person is taller than Immortal Xu."

Cats love to compare, and Xuanyu especially so.

This cat was completely unaware of what a Primordial Spirit manifestation meant at this time.

Only the Red-Tailed Monkey had sweat in its palms and didn't even dare to breathe.

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The Jingxu Temple Head had nothing to say. Hu Baosong's student, a shopkeeper in the underworld business, could he be more brilliant than her?

However, the Jingxu Temple Head didn't argue with a little cat. The current situation of the world was still too unfriendly for old-school practitioners like her who followed orthodoxy and studied ancient methods.

As the tide rises and falls, who knows if one day in the future, this cat before her could really catch up to her and leave her behind.

And people like her who couldn't get effective replenishment of clear qi had to think twice every time they took action.

Comparing the two, in some sense, she was really not as free as the other party.

The Jingxu Temple Head had hidden worries between her brows. For a moment, she didn't know if it was right or wrong to let her disciple walk with these non-conformist aliens.

Dividing the story into two parts, here, as soon as Xuanyu returned to the mortuary shop, it jumped onto the coffin lid, looked at Xu Qing who was writing couplets, and excitedly shared what it had just seen and heard.

"That little-footed old woman who isn't even as tall as me said she was some kind of Primordial Spirit manifestation. Does Immortal Xu know what realm a Primordial Spirit manifestation is?"

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Xu Qing only felt a chill rising behind his head. People in the Profound Gate were legendary strange people who were ethereal and hard to encounter in the eyes of the world, and Primordial Spirit was even more of a legend among legends. Even in the eyes of those who had practiced true methods, it was an existence that could be looked at but not reached.

No! It should be an existence that couldn't even be looked at.

In this world, where would a Primordial Spirit True Person come from?

But once there was one, it wouldn't be a simple matter.

Xu Qing felt it was necessary to explain the matters of Profound Gate cultivation to Xuanyu properly.

"Xuanyu, you only know that demons have three disasters and difficulties, and every five hundred years of cultivation, there is a disaster, but you don't know that in human cultivation, besides the three disasters, there is also a six-realm division."

Demon-kind cultivation doesn't have as much ritual sense as humans, who would break down each realm for easy understanding. In the eyes of the demon race, big fists, high magic power, and deep cultivation are the hard truths.

Other vain things are not important.

Xuanyu, hearing about the six-realm method for the first time, thought it was the six realms of martial arts that the Hall-Protecting Iron Pillar practiced.