Chapter 284: Qiong Cang Leisurely Dao Spiritual Root
"You kid, you are so boring. I was just enjoying the peace and quiet at this moment, and you rushed in recklessly, ruining my good mood for no reason."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang, who was sitting on the rocking chair, said so, but his body did not move at all. He was still lying on his back, closing his eyes and tapping his legs comfortably.
Lingxiang saw this and felt very depressed.
This……
How could this be the appearance of a ten thousand year old spirit? He was clearly a lazy and lazy old man in the market, and the key point was that he was still wearing the appearance of a little harmless girl. The more I looked at him, the more I felt...
My hands are itching!
Lingxiang resisted the urge to rush forward and beat that guy up, and secretly clenched her fists in her heart, but still kept smiling on her face.
"What are you saying, Senior? I invited you many times before, but you didn't respond. I thought that my cultivation was not good enough to convey your invitation, so I came to you in my dream. But I didn't expect you to say this about me. I really misunderstood you!"
When asking for help from others, don't be impulsive!
Wangu glanced at Lingxiang, who was smiling happily, and waved his hand to create a fan, which he started fanning himself, but his body was still lying on the bamboo chair, fanning himself.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! You little girl, when I saw you earlier, you were clearly a person who was obsessed with appearances. Now you can be so forbearing. It's quite interesting."
Lingxiang listened to the words without showing any emotion, but she was actually relieved in her heart.
Although this old thing is a spirit of an artifact, he is also ahead of Chaos. Even if he is not as good as the great god Pangu, he is not as good as plants. Even among the gods in the divine world, I am afraid that few of them can catch his eye.
After all, he is a very experienced person. He has seen all kinds of people over the years. I think my little thoughts have been seen through by him a long time ago. Instead of hiding them and making myself uncomfortable, it is better to be open and honest.
Thinking of this, Lingxiang stopped being so reserved. Although she was still smiling, it was very different from before. She looked less flattering and more shrewd, but the sadness in her eyes was still hard to hide.
"Senior, do you mean that you like to listen to me and your nonsense?" Lingxiang walked forward, brushed her skirt, and sat on the railing under the corridor. "It's not impossible, but..."
Lingxiang deliberately kept the secret, but Wan Gu remained unmoved and continued to sway comfortably.
Seeing that Wan Gu Qiong Cang did not respond, Ling Xiang rolled her eyes at him and continued, "It's just that the storyteller gets rewarded for telling stories. Since I want you to have fun, I can't just sit there and clap my hands for nothing, right?"
Hearing this, Wan Gu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Xiang: "You took the trouble to find me with impure motives, and you used me as a shield. You are really not cute at all."
Sure enough, this old guy knows everything!
Lingxiang curled her lips and said, "Since you know the purpose of my trip, I won't beat around the bush. I hope you can give me some pointers."
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Wan Guqiongcang smacked his lips. The teapot on the table flew up and poured two cups of tea, one of which floated in front of Lingxiang.
"It's a long story. Where should I start?"
Lingxiang took a sip from the teacup, and the mist of hot tea enshrouded her face.
"Why don't we start with this life-extending pill? Senior, please keep your words short."
……
Pangu cut the chaos into two, the clear rising to become the sky, the turbid falling to become the earth, and then transformed into rivers, lakes and seas. The gods came, one of whom was named Taiyi, who eliminated the evil in the four seas and founded the nine palaces of the heavenly palace, becoming the first emperor of heaven.
At that time, the spirit of the ancient flesh and blood, under the influence of the residual turbid air, gave birth to all kinds of spirits, some good and some evil, each occupying one side.
The way of heaven was rough, evil spirits were everywhere, and evil spirits were rampant. Taiyi God could not bear to see the lives of the mortals suffer, so he combined the power of the twelve gods, irrigated the Milky Way to control the water, and poured out the vast waves for thousands of miles.
After hundreds of thousands of years of flooding, the water finally became clean. However, the water of heaven and earth had been connected for many years, and gradually merged. In order to prevent the turbidity from merging, the ancient god Taiyi ordered the eight gods to transform into eight pillars of heaven, and then used all their strength to cut off the river of heaven, and the heaven and earth stopped. Taiyi was exhausted and returned to chaos.
Since then, the heaven and earth were reborn, and spiritual energy was gathered. Phoenix and Nuwa were born in response to the spirit, and then they kneaded the earth to create humans, and the human race began. The remaining Qi of Pangu alternated between clear and turbid, and one Qi became the Three Pure Ones, namely the Three Saints Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. Since then, all gods have been born.
……
"and many more……"
Wan Gu Qiong Cang was speaking excitedly, but Ling Xiang interrupted him.
This old guy is really, it's just a pill, it has to start from the beginning of the universe, and it has gone through many changes, so how long does it take to start?
Even if I want to listen, my spiritual power will not allow it!
"I know you are well-versed in history and current affairs, but what does that have to do with what I want?"
Wangu Qiongcang glanced at Lingxiang and muttered without hesitation: "How impetuous! If you don't explain these clearly, how can you explain the origin of this pill?"
Lingxiang saw Wan Gu Qiong Cang's disgusted expression, and the corners of her mouth twitched for a while, but she endured it and said, "The past is gone, please keep it short, senior."
But Wan Gu curled his lips, turned into a wisp of green smoke, floated to the bamboo chair and lay down again, waving his hands and said: "Forget it, forget it, I am not in the mood anymore."
Ling Xiang rolled her eyes in anger, but she didn't dare to get angry. She could only endure her temper and said, "Senior, you are no stranger to my temper. You are also an ancient master, so why do you have to argue with a little girl like me?"
"Ah! I understand. Senior must want to temper my temper. I would like to thank you. However, my cultivation is shallow and the dream-entering technique is very laborious. I am afraid that I cannot bear such a long and slow explanation. How about you, for the sake of our fate, please don't bother with me and be more concise."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang rocked in his rocking chair and fanned himself comfortably, without answering. After a long while, he hummed a tune. The tortuous and graceful tune had some of the flavor of a playwright, but Ling Xiang felt that it was indeed a bit...
Harsh!
"That's a good thing to hear. You are self-aware. You are right. Why should I bother with you about this? I can get rid of you sooner and have peace of mind sooner."
Wan Gu Qiong Cang said this, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then fell silent, just staring at the old locust tree in the yard with his eyes open, as if he was immersed in a memory, or as if he was considering how to start talking.
Lingxiang was very puzzled as to why this old guy cared about an old locust tree. This was Zhao Wuyang's heart pool. Although it looked real, it was just a dream.
But that may not be the case. After all, the Eternal Sky is an ancient spirit, so who knows what its deeper meaning may be?
Just as Lingxiang was looking at the old locust tree, trying to find some clues from it, she heard Wan Gu Qiong Cang speak.
"You humans are really weird. You are endowed with spiritual bodies, but you insist on confining yourselves to one place. It's really funny."
It was like a sigh, and also like an expression of deep regret.
Lingxiang didn't understand why Wan Gu Qiong Cang had such feelings, but she didn't agree with him.
"As a human being, once you are in this world, you are trapped. Some people cannot let go and will hesitate and wander here," Lingxiang smiled and shook her head, pointing to the front and said, "But Xiao Wuyang's heart has already been opened. I think his innate Qi has already flowed through his meridians. But why should you worry, senior?"
In front of us, a big door was wide open. Although it was pitch black outside, we could vaguely see some stars.
"If that's the case, then why bother? Just let nature take its course and everything will work out."
Lingxiang was even more confused after hearing this: "What does this... have to do with what I want?"
"Qi is the essence of the soul and spirit, accompanying the spiritual root. If Qi is there, the spiritual root will be safe. If a person's soul and spirit are incomplete, how can she have a healthy spiritual root?"
(End of this chapter)
