Chapter 721: The Zither Maiden Departs, Golden Beads Settle the Wind

Of course, these matters had nothing to do with He Pingsheng now.

He turned around and looked toward the other side of the entrance path: "Let's go, it's this way!"

Taking Zhou Qingmei and Zi Qing with him, He Pingsheng followed the main road and walked straight ahead.

After walking for about half an incense stick's time and turning a corner, they arrived at the spirit teahouse where He Pingsheng had once sipped tea and listened to music years ago.

"Go!"

The three of them walked into the spirit teahouse.

Inside, the teahouse was still as bustling and noisy as ever.

"Three seniors, sit here, there is a window seat available!"

Seeing guests arrive, and ones whose cultivation bases were terrifyingly high, the teahouse shopkeeper came over personally, leading He Pingsheng and the others to a seat by the window.

Many people cast their gazes toward them.

After all, by He Pingsheng's side were two stunning beauties.

"Shopkeeper!" He Pingsheng looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Bring me three cups of spirit tea!"

Having said that, he took out three high-tier spirit stones and placed them on the table.

Back then, a cup of spirit tea cost ten thousand low-tier spirit stones.

However, looking at the three high-tier spirit stones He Pingsheng had produced, the shopkeeper was instantly stunned.

Not only was the shopkeeper stunned, but the countless cultivators around were also dumbfounded.

"This... this... this..." The shopkeeper was so frightened he didn't know how to speak. He took two full deep breaths before saying, "Senior, the spirit tea here only costs one low-tier spirit stone per cup; there's no need for high-tier ones!"

"Oh?" He Pingsheng frowned: "That's not right... when I drank tea here back then, it was indeed ten thousand low-tier spirit stones per cup!"

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately sneered.

"Heh... how is that possible?"

"Did you remember wrong?"

Although those people could not discern He Pingsheng's cultivation base, they still spoke up to comment.

"Crazy... ten thousand spirit stones for a cup of tea!"

"I've never heard of such a thing!"

The vast majority of people felt He Pingsheng was bragging.

However, a man dressed in red stood up, cupped his hands toward He Pingsheng, and said, "May I ask, Senior, when was the last time you came here to drink tea?"

He Pingsheng said: "About two hundred and eighty-three years ago!"

*Hiss, hiss, hiss... *

The crowd around them all gasped in shock.

Two hundred and eighty-three years ago, this fellow had come here to search for heavenly treasures to break through his bottleneck.

Then now... what cultivation base did this person have?

Could he be a senior at the Soul Transformation Stage?

He must be a senior at the Soul Transformation Stage.

"That's right!" the man in red said: "This junior has also heard that back then, the spirit tea here was indeed ten thousand spirit stones a cup, and everyone drank it happily, perfectly willing!"

"The main reason was because there was a woman here who played the zither; it was rumored that she was devastatingly beautiful, peerless in the world!"

"Right, right, right!" someone echoed: "I've heard of that too; it's said that there really was such a fairy here in the past!"

"I've heard of it too!"

Everyone had forgotten the price of the tea, but once the topic of the peerless woman who played the zither came up, everyone remembered.

Although they hadn't experienced it themselves, they had heard of it.

Before long, the shopkeeper pulled an elderly man over to He Pingsheng.

The old man cupped his hands toward He Pingsheng: "This old one greets Senior!"

He Pingsheng swept his gaze over him; the old man's cultivation was not low, having already reached the first layer of the Soul Transformation Stage.

"Hello!" He Pingsheng nodded at the old man.

The old man said: "Senior came here over two hundred and eighty years ago and even met Biyun Xianzi Yaoran?"

"Yes!" He Pingsheng said: "I came here, it should have been two hundred and eighty-three years ago!"

"Oh... oh, oh, oh..." the old man said: "I have always been the one managing this teahouse!"

"About three hundred years ago, Biyun Xianzi Yaoran came to my teahouse to play the zither, and according to her request, the price of spirit tea in the teahouse was raised to ten thousand!"

"Biyun Xianzi Yaoran played the zither in my teahouse for twenty years, which is to say, at about the time you mentioned, two hundred and eighty-three years ago, she left!"

"Left?" Zi Qing by his side was shocked and said: "Why did she leave?"

We came to see the world's number one beauty, and you're telling us she left?

Zi Qing was not only surprised but also somewhat unhappy.

The old man chuckled and said: "Don't blame me, Biyun Xianzi. I asked Biyun Xianzi Yaoran at the time, and she said that the person she was waiting for had already arrived, so she had to leave!"

"So that's how it is!" He Pingsheng nodded and cupped his hands again: "Many thanks, old man. Alright, we only came to see Biyun Xianzi Yaoran; since she is not here, then so be it... You may return to your work!"

After the old man bowed respectfully, he left.

Zhou Qingmei and Zi Qing felt a wave of disappointment.

For a woman, the world's number one beauty is also very important.

"By the way!" Zhou Qingmei said: "Young Master, that Biyun Xianzi Yaoran said the person she was waiting for had arrived; could she have been waiting for you? After all, she left not long after you arrived!"

He Pingsheng gave a bitter smile: "I don't think so... back then I was somewhat rude, and she even blasted me out of the teahouse with her zither music!"

The scene from back then appeared before his eyes one by one.

"Forget it!" He Pingsheng waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go take a look at the entrance to the Nine Nether Murong Murong Tianyuan!"

Since they couldn't find Biyun Xianzi Yaoran, then let's go!

The three of them walked out of the teahouse and returned to the entrance of the Murong Murong Tianyuan.

"Does Young Master want to go in?" Zhou Qingmei said: "Although the Heavenly Gang Qi here is powerful, this servant can suppress it for a moment for Young Master!"

"No!" He Pingsheng said: "It's useless for me to go in and pick that fifth-tier Rootless Grass, so I won't go in!"

"I just thought that I still have a string of Buddhist golden beads on me. Since the power of the Buddha Dharma on the golden beads here is too weak, I thought I'd see if I could take those golden beads out and try them?"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng actually took out a string of Buddhist golden beads.

This was an item he had obtained after killing the avatar of the Bright Moon Buddha Venerable back then.

A string of golden beads, one hundred and eight in total.

There was also a kasaya!

"This is Bright Moon's item?" Zhou Qingmei naturally recognized it too.

He Pingsheng nodded.

He hadn't enhanced these golden beads.

Originally, He Pingsheng had planned to enhance them before using them to suppress the Yin Ghost Heavenly Gang Qi here, but unfortunately, Zhou Qingmei was particularly familiar with these Buddhist beads; if he enhanced them and she happened to recognize them, that wouldn't be good.

Therefore, He Pingsheng didn't enhance them and took them out directly.

"Fall!"

He Pingsheng shouted, and the infinite magic power within his body was added to these Buddhist golden beads.

The one hundred and eight golden beads instantly grew larger, and then fell one by one around the original Buddhist golden beads.

As the one hundred and eight beads fell onto the baleful energy, the Heavenly Gang Qi here was immediately suppressed, forming a calm entrance about a thousand *zhang* in range.

Instantly, He Pingsheng also learned the ability of these beads.

This string of Buddhist beads could suppress the Heavenly Gang Qi here for six hundred years.

After six hundred years, the Buddhist beads would collapse.

But... there was no other way, six hundred years it is. ===== CHAPTER 722 =====