Chapter 76: Who Understands the Meaning of Leaning on the Railing in Silence

"..."

Hao Qingyan was more flustered and at a loss than anyone else in the hall at this moment. His eyeballs darted back and forth between the two women, and before the blank look on his face could fade, a new look of astonishment appeared.

"Hong Hong Guanshi."

Zhu Wanzhi still kept her head down, staring fixedly at the hem of her light purple brocade skirt, just handing her hand out again: "Dharma robe?"

"Oh, easy to say! Easy to say!"

Hao Qingyan subconsciously revealed a smile and was about to take the Universe Bag, but suddenly the hair on his back stood up, as if a sharp weapon was pressed against his heart! It made one's hair stand on end!

He remained stiff for a long time before slowly turning his body and looking back with a wry smile.

In place, Wei Lingjiang's expression remained unchanged, still in a secluded and remote state, like an immortal with jade bones.

Seeing Hao Qingyan look back at her with a wry smile, the expression on her face seemed to have infinite helplessness.

She just raised her eyes slightly, as if nothing had happened, and said indifferently:

"Weren't you going to continue talking about the Dharma robes? Please continue, Hong Hong Guanshi."

"Yes, yes, I will continue, I will continue."

In just a few breaths, Hao Qingyan was almost sweating like rain. He wiped his face in embarrassment and said carefully:

"Fellow daoists, because the Huaiwu Cave is about to open, it is very dangerous inside. According to the rules, one needs a Dharma robe for protection to enter, so..."

He swallowed hard and said helplessly with a smile:

"Now, the Treasure Gathering Pavilion only has two types of protective Dharma robes left. One is the 'Bai Shui Cloud Shirt' from the hands of Master Xue Xuan of the Divine Fire Cliff. This item belongs to the mid-grade talisman artifact category, with eighteen Heavenly Treasure Great Restrictions, extremely tough! Even when in poisonous miasma or fire thunder, it will never hinder the body! Especially since this Dharma robe is made of jellyfish essence rock as the base material, it has rolling clouds and mist flowing around it when driven, which is extremely beautiful and colorful!"

He pointed to a jade table, on which lay a pure white, clean long shirt, with clouds, wind, and mist swirling around it, coiling like a dragon and snake.

"As for the other one, it was refined by Master Xue Rong of the Divine Fire Cliff, the uncle of Master Xue Xuan, called the 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing'. This item—"

"I want that 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing', please trouble you, Hong Hong Guanshi!"

Before Hao Qingyan could finish speaking, Zhu Wanzhi had already raised her head abruptly.

She finally summoned the courage to look at Chen Hang. A blush appeared on her face, and even her earlobes and neck were a delicate red. Her eyelashes fluttered, like a timid deer in the mountain stream forest.

"Since it was refined by a True Person, the 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing' must be superior to the 'Bai Shui Cloud Shirt'. The beasts in the Huaiwu Cave are very fierce, I think..."

Zhu Wanzhi just stared fixedly at Chen Hang and stopped speaking.

"But the 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing' has twenty Heavenly Treasure Great Restrictions, which is already the ultimate among mid-grade talisman artifacts. After just one more refining, it would be a high-grade talisman artifact. Even on the third floor of this Treasure Gathering Pavilion, it is a treasure that suppresses the building!"

Hao Qingyan couldn't care about wiping his sweat at this moment and was shocked:

"Qiao Shimei Zhu, is this..."

He was clearly familiar with this group from the Bai He Cave, and he bowed to Zhou Xingling, who was in the lead, with a wry smile:

"Chen Chen Shidi Zhou, the 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing' is not cheap, is it?"

"Why look at me? Can I make decisions for her?"

Zhou Xingling, with white hair and wearing a straw cape, glared: "Don't drag me into this kind of thing. Old Hao, you don't seem very kind either, wanting to drag me into the water, right?!"

"This..."

Hao Qingyan gave a wry smile again.

Under the gazes of the two women, he continued to be extremely confused. Zhu Wanzhi's Storage Bag was within reach, but he dared not reach out to take it, and even his sleeves hung stiffly in place.

"Fellow Daoist! Say something!"

Hao Qingyan finally couldn't hold on anymore, cast a pleading look at Chen Hang, bowed heavily, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, please say something!"

Chen Hang frowned, and at this moment, Wei Lingjiang lowered her eyes and said:

"How many Dharma robes do you still have in this building?"

"... Sixteen Bai Shui Cloud Shirts and seven Xuanji Treasure Clothings."

Hao Qingyan wiped the sweat from his forehead, first blank and ignorant, then explained: "Dharma robes like these are extremely precious. Even some Foundation Establishment Daoists who have achieved true qi cannot afford them if their family background is shallow, so—"

But Wei Lingjiang had no intention of listening anymore and gently threw a sleeve bag over.

Hao Qingyan opened it and was immediately stunned, retreating several steps, bumping into a jade table, and stumbling heavily.

"So many?!"

After a long time, he shouted, his hands trembling like chaff.

"I want all the Dharma robes in your pavilion."

Wei Lingjiang's voice was indifferent. She glanced at Zhu Wanzhi and withdrew her gaze calmly:

"All of them."

"... All of them?!"

Not only was Hao Qingyan struck by lightning at this moment, but even the disciples of the Bai He Cave were stunned and stirred slightly.

"You!"

Zhu Wanzhi became anxious and looked at her abruptly.

"What exactly does Senior Sister want to do?"

Chen Hang spoke.

"It's my own money, naturally I want to do whatever I want with it. Even if I throw it into the water, I can still hear a splash."

Wei Lingjiang said coldly and indifferently:

"Why, does Chen Chen Shidi have any high opinions? Could it be that you want to stand up for someone again?"

Chen Hang looked at her deeply, turned around expressionlessly, his tone as suppressed and calm as possible, but one could still hear a few fluctuations in it:

"Senior Sister, stop being crazy!"

He took Wei Lingjiang's sleeve bag from the hands of Hao Qingyan, who was still in a daze, and then bowed apologetically:

"Sorry to bother you this time. I hope the Hong Hong Guanshi will not blame me."

"Easy... easy to say! Easy to say!"

Although the deal was not made, Hao Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had unloaded a ten-thousand-jin boulder from his back, feeling relaxed all over.

"If our pavilion has low-grade treasure clothing in stock in a few days, I, Old Hao, will definitely inform you, Fellow Daoist, and reserve one for you in advance!"

"Then many thanks."

Chen Hang bowed again with a smile.

Wei Lingjiang looked at the sleeve bag Chen Hang handed over, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, her pupils grew a bit colder, icy and cool.

Qingzhi put her hands on her hips, watching this scene with bright eyes, without blinking.

"The extra money mentioned earlier, wasn't one flying sword enough?"

After a few breaths, seeing Wei Lingjiang still motionless, Chen Hang gently raised his hand to press his forehead, sighed in his heart, leaned over, and said:

"Why do you have to compete in wealth with her? Are you angry with someone?"

"I don't want to be angry with anyone..."

Seeing him lean over slightly, the distance between the two was suddenly forced to be much closer. Wei Lingjiang's eyes had a trace of evasion: "I—"

"I have my own plans for the Dharma robe matter. Senior Sister, let's talk about it when we go back."

"You don't want her Dharma robe?"

"Am I so unbearable in Senior Sister's eyes?"

The sleeve bag was pushed forward again.

Wei Lingjiang was silent for a long time, unable to help but meet his eyes.

A moment later, she lowered her eyes and reached out to take it.

The tightly pursed corners of her mouth relaxed, curling up imperceptibly, without a word.

And at this moment, Qingzhi beside them could no longer endure it.

"That..."

She was high-spirited, raising her chubby hands hard:

"If you both don't love money so much, actually, I wouldn't mind reluctantly keeping it for you! Give it to me! Put it in my hands! I swear I will keep it well!"

But no one paid any attention to her words.

Wei Lingjiang ignored Qingzhi's struggle, held her in her arms, and turned to leave.

And after Chen Hang also said goodbye to Hao Qingyan.

On the side, Zhou Xingling, who had been watching the show for a long time, walked over with a smile, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged him toward the tavern.

This white-haired Daoist had long heard rumors that Chen Hang might be his master's last disciple. Coupled with his consistently good impression of Chen Hang, the idea of making friends with him grew even stronger.

"Qiao Shimei Wen, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't I treat you to a drink today?"

Wei Lingjiang, who had already walked toward the long stairs, was also called by Zhou Xingling. She hesitated but did not answer immediately.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Zhou, I have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

Zhu Wanzhi raised her eyes, looked at Chen Hang deeply, and left without looking back.

"Eh... eh?"

Zhou Xingling was shocked and called out several times, but no one paid attention.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong, ha ha! You are finished!" A disciple of the Bai He Cave gloated: "If Qiao Shimei Zhu reports this to Uncle Jiang Gu, you will inevitably be punished again!"

"Can this be blamed on me? Shouldn't it be blamed on Chen Chen Shidi Chen?"

Zhou Xingling glared, extremely helpless.

"Why blame me?"

Chen Hang shook his head.

Seeing that Zhu Wanzhi had gone far away, Wei Lingjiang had no intention of staying. Seeing Chen Hang only have time to nod slightly at her, he was surrounded by Zhou Xingling and the others and left.

She smiled lightly and walked out of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

The street was still full of people coming and going, a bustling scene, very lively.

Qingzhi in her arms was yawning listlessly, staring with big eyes like a dead fish, muddled. But before they had walked far from the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, Qingzhi suddenly let out a wail, stretched her neck, and her spirit was greatly boosted.

Wei Lingjiang also stopped at the right time.

At the corner, a delicate young girl wearing a light purple embroidered skirt with a jade hairpin slanted in her thick black hair was waiting there quietly.

Wei Lingjiang's gaze just paused slightly, and without staying long, she walked past her directly.

"Does Senior Sister Wen have nothing to say to me?"

Seeing Wei Lingjiang ignore her, Zhu Wanzhi raised her chin, unwilling to give up, and said: "You and Xiao Xiao Shixiong have only known each other for a few days, how much of his temperament can you understand?! Why do you have to compete with me?"

"Then how well do you know him? I know more about him than you do... And he is more ruthless than you think."

"Ruthless? Then does Senior Sister Wen know? About Xiao Xiao Shixiong being forcibly abducted by Yan Zhen of the Xuanzhen Sect?"

Zhu Wanzhi suddenly sneered.

At this moment.

Wei Lingjiang stopped abruptly.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong suffered such a great disaster when he was young, and his background is extremely miserable. If Senior Sister just wants to play around, I advise you to put away this thought."

Seeing Wei Lingjiang finally moved, Zhu Wanzhi stared at her, word by word:

"Although I have only met Senior Sister a few times, I know that Senior Sister has always been cold as frost to others, viewing everything as nothing. When have you ever had any gentleness? Do you think you can really bear any good fruit or fate with someone of Xiao Xiao Shixiong's temperament?!"

Wei Lingjiang's expression stiffened slightly, and her hands holding Qingzhi tightened unconsciously.

"..."

Qingzhi's eyes bulged suddenly.

Then she slowly rolled her eyes, and her tongue stuck out.

"You and I are just passing acquaintances, how much do you know about me? Furthermore."

A few breaths later.

Wei Lingjiang stared coldly at Zhu Wanzhi and said:

"Not to mention that Chen Chen Shidi and I are innocent, even if there really was something, it wouldn't be your turn to come here and talk nonsense!"

After saying this, Wei Lingjiang was too lazy to stay for another moment. Without looking at Zhu Wanzhi, she turned and left.

Zhu Wanzhi was stunned.

The young girl's brows then frowned slightly, and she was silent for a while.

Late at night.

Red Leaf Island, Immortal Guest Residence.

A white escape light flashed and disappeared from above the clouds, then landed steadily outside this inn.

After Chen Hang walked to the fifth floor of the Immortal Guest Residence, before he could reach the door and open it, Wei Lingjiang suddenly popped her head out from the adjacent room.

"Senior Sister..."

Chen Hang was slightly surprised and bowed: "It's so late, Senior Sister, haven't you gone to sleep yet?"

"Dharma... Dharma robe."

Wei Lingjiang rarely stammered: "You—"

"The Dharma robe has been purchased, 'Armor Iron Clothing', low-grade talisman artifact, three Heavenly Treasure Great Restrictions."

Chen Hang shook his head and said: "It's absurd to say, I had obtained one such talisman artifact when I removed those thieves like Miao Nanfeng before... It's just that I didn't know the Cave Master of Huaiwu's intentions at the time, nor did I know he wanted to reopen the 'Huaiwu Cave'. Now that I've purchased it again, the talisman coins have more than doubled, which is a loss."

"You've already bought it?"

Wei Lingjiang was stunned for a moment.

Her heart jumped, and the hand she had originally extended quietly retracted.

The two stood facing each other, not knowing what to say, and the atmosphere was suddenly very silent.

Chen Hang saw Wei Lingjiang staring at the ground, as if a flower had grown there, hesitated, and said goodbye to her. However, just as he was about to close the door, Wei Lingjiang spoke abruptly.

"Chen Chen Shidi... do you think my temperament is very difficult to approach?"

After asking this question with trepidation, there was no sound for a long time.

Wei Lingjiang raised her head at a loss.

At a distance of one arm.

Chen Hang was just looking at her quietly. His dark, deep eyes didn't know what thoughts were hidden, just like a deep pool of unknown depth.

"Senior Sister, your heart is in chaos."

Chen Hang's throat moved slightly, his voice still indifferent, unable to hear anything:

"This is a great taboo in Dao cultivation..."

Before Wei Lingjiang could say anything more, he had already closed the door heavily.

Wei Lingjiang stood outside the house for a long time without speaking. After a while, she returned to her room.

"Didn't send it out?"

In the room, Qingzhi, who was rolling on the bed, looked at the sleeve bag in her hand and shouted:

"We specifically went back to buy that 'Xuanji Treasure Clothing', and that kid didn't give us any face?!"

"It's not that I didn't send it out, it's..."

Wei Lingjiang was speechless for a moment.

A few breaths later, her brows lowered slowly, and she smiled:

"It's late, aren't you always complaining about wanting to sleep? Go to sleep quickly."

And just one wall away.

Chen Hang took two jars of wine from the Universe Bag and placed them on the tea table. The Ancestor Fu Can, who was lying dead, cheered, removed the mud seal, lay on the mouth of the jar, and poked half his body in to drink.

"Internal demon? Or heart demon?"

Looking at the little old man drinking wildly.

After a long time, on the meditation cushion on the side, Chen Hang asked suddenly.

"It is both an internal demon and a heart demon, strange and varied, omnipresent. This is an obstacle to the Dao, specifically meant to ruin one's path!"

Ancestor Fu Can raised his head, let out a hiccup, and said:

"Have you thought it through?"

Chen Hang lowered his eyes without responding.

The glazed beast-head lamp in the room suddenly burst with a lamp flower, and the shadow on the wall was instantly pulled into a daze.

After a long time.

He spoke:

"I understand."

Ancestor Fu Can was a bit puzzled, but when he looked over, Chen Hang had already entered meditation on the meditation cushion.

Ancestor Fu Can shrugged and bowed his head toward the mouth of the jar again.

A few days later.

Inside the True Dharma Realm.

The seal on Chen Hang's hand suddenly paused.

Immediately, ten thousand clusters of flame light burst out from within his body, instantly burning this mental image into green smoke.

Two-in-one ===== CHAPTER 77 =====