Chen Jing said to the old Taoist priest:
"Master, please stop bragging. When are we going to set off? After all, my disciple is here to celebrate someone else's birthday. What birthday gift should I get then?"
"Although there is still plenty of time, the journey is not close, and you will inevitably be delayed by various things on the way. Master Yi, I think you should set off today. As for the birthday gift, isn't it the one standing behind you?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Xian and smiled mysteriously.
"Is this possible?" Chen Jing felt a little unreliable.
"Of course you can. Without further ado, go pack your things now and set off after packing!" The old Taoist priest became impatient.
Although the little Taoist priest felt strange about taking a living person as a birthday gift, he did not disobey the master's order and took Qin Xian into the backyard.
A quarter of an hour later, three people, one old, two young, arrived at the top of the mountain.
Chen Jing stepped forward and hugged the old Taoist priest, then took out a palm-sized boat and poured mana into it. The boat swelled in the wind and soon became two feet in size.
The name of the small boat is Kongxingzhou, which is a kind of flying magic weapon. It is most suitable for traveling long distances.
Chen Jing stopped Kong Xingzhou three feet above the ground, grabbed Qin Xian and jumped forward. After nodding to the old Taoist priest, he made a magic spell, and the entire Kong Xingzhou and the two people inside it whizzed. The ground turned into a rainbow and flew away from the mountain peak where Dao Immortal Temple is located.
It was the middle of winter, and the weather was freezing. Not to mention flying at such a high altitude, even standing on the mountain, the biting cold wind could kill half of an ordinary person's life.
But Qin Xian, who was in the empty boat, was not affected by the cold wind at all. He thought that Chen Jing used some immortal method to isolate the cold.
The old Taoist priest looked at his beloved disciple retreating in the sky and shouted again:
"Disciple, if you meet someone you can't defeat, just claim the name of 'Ancestor Fu Heng' as your master. If the title of master doesn't work, just say that you are the master of Tianji Valley, Kong Lingzi." Uncle Master..."
Chen Jing waved his hand to the old Taoist priest from a distance as a response, and then gradually disappeared from the old Taoist priest's sight in his empty boat.
"I don't think anyone who is blind would dare to harm my disciple's life," Patriarch Fu Heng murmured as he looked at Chen Jing disappearing into the sky, "This world of immortal cultivation is going to be very unstable!"
"The Corpse Suppressing Sect! Hehehehe!"
Ancestor Fu Heng sneered and looked at the sky, as if he saw Song Qing and his party who were about to fly away from the border of Nanmengzhou.
Qin Xian could clearly remember the heartwarming scene of Chen Jing and the old Taoist saying goodbye, and suddenly some sadness came to his heart. From now on, no one in this vast world would feel sorry for him.
Rich light surged out of Qin Xian's body and was absorbed by the Impermanence Seal between Chen Jing's eyebrows.
Chen Jing patted Qin Xian on the shoulder and said, "If you don't dislike me, just treat me as your relative. I will treat you well, just like Master treats me!"
After hearing this, a rich light surged out of Qin Xian's body, and crystal tears fell continuously. At this moment, Qin Xian was no longer wary of Chen Jing, leaning on the latter's shoulder, crying like a child.
Chen Jing caressed Qin Xian's back and said softly: "Don't worry Qin Xian, I will help you avenge you. Those evil spirits from the Corpse Suppression Sect should not exist in this world..."
Leaning on Chen Jing's shoulder, Qin Xian secretly made up his mind:
"Even if I am the enemy of the whole world, I, Qin Xian, will never hurt you Chen Jing in the slightest!"
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Above the sea of clouds, Chen Jing, who was riding an empty boat, heard Qin Xian's stomach growling and said with some embarrassment:
"Although the journey to Tianji Valley is long, at the speed of an empty boat, it will take eight or nine days to get there, so we don't need to be in a hurry, let's go down and have a rest first!"
Seeing Qin Xian nod, Chen Jing drove his empty boat down to the ground.
He had forgotten that Qin Xian, a mortal, was inferior to immortal cultivators like them who ate the wind and drank the dew, and still had to eat whole grains to maintain their lives.
It's just that Qin Xian is obviously a ruthless person, and he didn't say a word even when he was so hungry. Counting the time, it has been more than ten hours since the two left Daoxian Temple, and Qin Xian has not eaten for at least two days.
Chen Jing glanced at Qin Xian with some admiration and thought, why is it that he has been talking to me for so long, but his spirit is still not tired.
Immortal cultivators do not need to eat or sleep because they are nourished by spiritual energy, but it is different for ordinary people. They will feel panicked if they don't eat, and their eyes will be confused if they don't sleep.
Qin Xian was able to overcome these physiological reactions, which is obviously a person with great perseverance.
Thinking about it, being able to pass the examination at a young age depends not only on talent, but perseverance is the key to his achievement.
In a moment, Kong Xingzhou landed in front of an archway.
"Furong Town!" Chen Jing collected the empty boat and said, "Let's rest here tonight!"
Qin Xian nodded, looking across the archway towards the town, and immediately felt a little confused:
"It's only midnight, and the sun has just set. Why is there no one on the street, and there's no sound in the whole town."
Qin Xian, who had experienced the tragedy in Suiyuan Town, felt uneasy in his heart.
"Don't worry, we'll find out what's going on when we go in and take a look!" Chen Jing, who has the Seal of Impermanence, is quite sensitive to people's emotional changes.
The two people who walked into Furong Town saw that the stalls on the street were all empty, and the shops of all sizes were closed. However, the streets were kept clean and tidy, and it did not look like there were no people around.
Immediately, out of curiosity, he knocked on the door of a courtyard. There were two small stone lions standing in front of the door. The courtyard wall was high and solid. It looked like Yu Qing's family. It would not be a problem to accommodate the two of them for the night.
But the two of them knocked on the door for a quarter of an hour, but no one responded.
As an immortal cultivator, Chen Jing naturally knew that there was someone in the courtyard, so he asked Qin Xian to continue knocking on the door.
Qin Xian knocked on the cup of tea for another half, when a deliberately lowered voice came from behind the courtyard door. It was a man, but the man's voice was trembling at this moment:
"Wha...who is that person?"
"Brother, we are passing by and want to stay in your house for one night!" Qin Xian replied quickly.
Hearing Qin Xian's answer, the man seemed to be relieved and complained: "I didn't even shout when I stayed overnight. I knocked on the door so late at night that I wanted to scare people to death..."
As the man complained, the closed door creaked open from the inside.
"Come in quickly. It's already midnight, and that thing is about to come out. It's not safe outside!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man, with broad shoulders, a round waist, and big ears. At first glance, he looked like a strong and enthusiastic man.
Seeing how majestic this man was, it was difficult for Chen Jing and Qin Xian to associate their trembling voices with this man.
After the big man pulled Chen Jing and the two into the courtyard, he immediately lifted the four extremely strong door bolts into the slots of the door one by one. After checking that everything was OK, he turned around and looked at them with a smile. Chen Jing and Qin Xian.
"Thank you for staying the night, brother," Qin Xian said awkwardly, hugging the man's fist, "The two of us haven't eaten for a long time, and we are really hungry. Can you please prepare some simple meals for us? "
Even though Qin Xian had excellent perseverance, his strong hunger still drove him to put forward his most urgent need.
"Haha!" The big man smiled heartily and replied, "This is natural!"
Immediately he ordered people to prepare meals.
Chen Jing was not good at words, so Qin Xian was the one doing all the polite greetings.
The big man also dismissed the women and children at home who were watching and entertained them personally. Although the two people staying overnight, Chen Jing and Qin Xian, were young, they had extraordinary bearing.
The former's purple Taoist robe must be extraordinary, and his face is handsome. To describe Lang Yi, he looks like a legendary cultivator.
Although the latter was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was handsome in appearance, elegant in conversation, and his slender fingers had obviously never done any menial work. He was probably a well-established scholar.
The big man is a generous man and has a wide circle of friends. He has met as many as eight thousand people. As soon as he comes into contact, he can feel how good they are.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the meal was ready, and the big man immediately greeted the two of them to eat.
Through the faint moonlight, several people could see that the stone table in the courtyard was filled with all kinds of food.
The dishes include cold beef, peanuts, cucumbers, garlic pig ears, etc. Although it is rich, there is no hot dish, all cold dishes.
The staple food is white flour steamed buns and large meat pies.
There are also drinks and fruits.
Seeing such a sumptuous meal, Qin Xian couldn't help but swallow his saliva. To be honest, he hadn't eaten meat for many years.
If he were alone today, he could just eat cornstarch to satisfy his hunger, but with Chen Jing following him, he couldn't just give in.
"Don't blame Taoist Master Chen Jing and little brother Qin Xian," the man said with clasped fists, "Open fires are prohibited in our town after dark, and you can't even light candles, so you can't light a fire and start a stove. You two will eat these cold dishes first. I’ll treat you two well tomorrow!”
Qin Xian cupped his fists and replied: "Brother Zhang Lijun, how can such a sumptuous meal be called a job? The two of us have already thanked Brother Zhang Lijun for his warm hospitality!"
With that said, the three of them all took their seats.
After not eating human food for a long time, Chen Jing took the rare opportunity to use his chopsticks to taste some of the food on the stone table. The long-lost stimulation of his taste buds put the little Taoist in a good mood, and he said:
"Tell me, Zhang Lijun, what is going on in Furong Town?"
Seeing Chen Jing being so rude as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Lijun immediately became more convinced of his guess, so he told the story of what happened in Furong Town during this time.
More than a month ago, a resident of Furong Town accidentally discovered an ancient tomb. Out of greed, he and his two brothers dug up the ancient tomb that night.
The three brothers immediately looted all the funerary objects in the ancient tomb. Except for the coffin of the owner of the tomb, they did not let go of anything they could take away.
Perhaps their greed offended the owner of the tomb, and that night the big terror in the tomb came to the door. More than a dozen members of the family disappeared mysteriously. Unfortunately, the three brothers had not even recovered the antiques they had collected from the tomb. It's too late to take action.
(End of chapter)
