Chapter 19: Down the mountain

He Pingsheng was very sad, but he had no time to be sad.

If he didn't make a choice today, he believed that one day, Wang Shixiong Hao's tragedy would repeat itself on him.

Be an alchemy boy, an alchemy room servant?

Sooner or later, he would be beaten to death by people like Linglong on Xiuzhu Peak.

He Pingsheng was just a servant disciple; his transfer had nothing to do with the Immortal Sect, the servant class monitor could decide it.

And if he didn't want to be a servant disciple, he could go down the mountain and find something else to do in the outer sect.

For He Pingsheng, this wasn't difficult.

But what was difficult?

What was difficult was how to bring his items down the mountain.

These cultivation immortals, full of benevolence and morality, were obsessed with searching for opportunities in dark corners all day long.

They would search your body at the drop of a hat, and even openly run into your room to rummage around!

For what?

Wasn't it just for opportunities, in case they found something good?

So one could imagine how difficult it would be for He Pingsheng to bring his jade bottles and pills down the mountain.

Besides these jade bottles and pills, there were also two books.

Thirty-Six Alchemy Prescriptions!

Basic Breathing and Meditation Method!

Given the nature of everyone on Xiuzhu Peak, if He Pingsheng went down the mountain, someone would definitely search him a thousand times over.

What to do?

Bury them here?

Then he might never be able to come back in this lifetime, and wouldn't be able to use them.

Eat them now?

Don't joke!

Although He Pingsheng hadn't stepped into the cultivation world, he still understood some basic common sense.

If he dared to swallow these top-tier Qi-Gathering Pills, he would probably be blown apart by the spiritual energy within the pills in a minute.

Fine!

Back to the point!

What to do?

How could he bring the items down?

He Pingsheng unbuttoned Hao Yun's outer coat.

There were seven wounds on his abdomen and chest, all sharp sword wounds.

Two of the wounds were particularly long, and the internal organs inside were clearly visible.

He Pingsheng took a deep breath: "Wang Shixiong Hao Yun... I'm sorry!"

He stuffed the two jade bottles and two books into Hao Yun's wounds.

He then took thick needle and thread to sew Hao Yun's two wounds together.

Then he retied Hao Yun's clothes and, carrying Hao Yun on his back, went out the door.

Although He Pingsheng was only fourteen, he was very strong; carrying water in the past was no problem, so carrying a person now was naturally easy.

"Little He... what are you doing?"

"Is this Wang Shixiong Hao Yun?"

"This is Wang Shixiong Hao!"

"Wang Shixiong Hao!"

Zhang Laoda and his men surrounded He Pingsheng.

"Little He... we've all heard about Wang Shixiong Hao... to be honest, we are sad too, but... there's nothing we can do!"

"If you need any help, tell me!"

At this moment, for some reason, Zhang Laoda suddenly became easy to talk to.

Perhaps it was the sadness of the rabbit mourning the fox.

"Zhang Laoda!" He Pingsheng, carrying Hao Yun, said to Zhang Laoda: "Elder Yude told me to send Wang Shixiong Hao Yun to the outer sect to find a place to bury him, I might have to keep vigil for him for a while!"

"I might not be able to continue doing the work in the alchemy hall!"

"No problem!" Zhang Laoda waved his hand and said: "I'll find someone else later!"

"You go ahead!"

"Sigh..." He Pingsheng carried Hao Yun and continued walking forward.

After walking down a section of the mountain road, he arrived at the teleportation square!

The sun shone down from the center of the sky.

The entire teleportation square was deathly silent.

There were only two people here.

One was the disciple guarding the teleportation array.

The other was Linglong.

She was kneeling here again.

The difference was that last time she was punished to reflect for three days, this time it was a few days more, that's all.

When He Pingsheng carried Hao Yun's remains to Linglong's side, this woman actually glared at He Pingsheng and shouted loudly: "Get lost... stay away from me!"

"Bad luck thing!"

"Damn it... you all deserve to die... causing this lady to be punished here!"

He Pingsheng stopped, looked at her deeply, and then lifted his feet to leave again.

"Sorry..." The disciple guarding the teleportation array stopped He Pingsheng and said: "The teleportation array is limited to inner sect disciples!"

"Non-inner sect disciples are not allowed to step on it!"

He Pingsheng naturally knew this rule.

"Over there!" The guard disciple pointed not far away and said: "There is a path down the mountain, you can just go down from there!"

"Wait!"

"As usual, all personnel going down the mountain must be searched!"

Sure enough!

He Pingsheng's face was gloomy to the extreme, but he still cooperated with the disciple's search.

The disciple not only searched He Pingsheng but didn't even spare Hao Yun's corpse, touching it all over.

He didn't find any clues, so he let He Pingsheng take Hao Yun down the mountain.

The road down the mountain was very long!

He Pingsheng walked for most of the day before finally coming down from Xiuzhu Peak!

The outer sect of the Tai Xu Men was a designation; it occupied a place outside the sect. Although the spiritual energy here was thin, the mountains and waters were beautiful.

He Pingsheng found a place where the mountains and waters met, dug up the soil and stones, and buried Hao Yun.

No coffin!

But there was no other way!

He had nowhere to get such a thing.

Of course, before burying Hao Yun, He Pingsheng had already taken out the two pill bottles and two books from Hao Yun's body, wrapped them in cloth, and buried them in the soil not far from Hao Yun.

Afterward, He Pingsheng split a stone and set up a monument for Hao Yun.

After everything was done, He Pingsheng was so tired that he collapsed on the ground. He held a black axe in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Things strengthened by the Treasure Basin are truly heaven-defying; splitting stones is like cutting tofu!"

"Heaven-defying, heaven-defying!"

After resting for a while, He Pingsheng buried the two axes near Hao Yun's grave, then got up and started climbing the mountain.

It was midnight when he finally climbed back to the alchemy room.

He slept at the alchemy room that night.

The night wind was cold, blowing *woo-woo-woo* all night long. He Pingsheng finally managed to get half a night's sleep, and was woken up by nightmares several times in the middle.

When he got up in the morning, he looked limp and weak, carrying an old black pottery basin as he went out.

Inside the pottery basin were his few pieces of clothing and two pairs of shoes!

Besides that, there was nothing else.

After greeting Zhang Laoda, He Pingsheng left directly.

At this moment, he actually felt that people like Zhang Laoda were already considered good people on Xiuzhu Peak.

"Stop right there!"

Linglong, who was kneeling on the teleportation square, saw He Pingsheng and shouted loudly: "He Pingsheng... come here!"

He Pingsheng naturally couldn't afford to offend her, so he could only carry the basin and walk over.

"Closer!"

When He Pingsheng was close, Linglong suddenly opened her mouth and spat a mouthful of saliva right at his face.

Fine specks of saliva sprayed all over He Pingsheng.

If he hadn't protected his head, his face wouldn't have been spared either.

"Get lost..."

Linglong cursed again with a heart-wrenching voice.

He Pingsheng carried the broken basin and left decisively.

He shook his head: This woman is truly hopeless; she killed someone and was only punished to reflect for a few days, yet she's still this angry?

Sigh...

Wang Shixiong Hao... don't worry!

Once I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will definitely kill her to avenge you! ===== CHAPTER 20 =====