"Master is at the observatory, please follow me."
Wang Qi led the two of them through the ritual gate of the Dao Palace and walked to the star observatory.
As he walked, he introduced the situation here to Li Mu.
Kongming Immortal likes peace and quiet, and has only accepted seven disciples for thousands of years.
This Wang Qi is the youngest, only over 800 years old.
As the saying goes, what goes up is good, and what goes down is effective.
Immortal Kong Ming doesn't like the excitement, and his seven direct disciples don't accept many disciples.
Therefore, there are only a few dozen people in Mount Laoshan, one of the twenty-seven immortal mountains in the Qingyun lineage.
Looking at the entire Taiyuan Sect, it is a place with a sparse population.
Along the way, I saw no one, and it seemed a bit deserted.
After a while, the three of them came to the observatory.
This is the top of Mount Laoshan, and the stars are twinkling, as if they are within reach.
On the observatory, there was an immortal with white hair and a childlike face, wearing a white robe, sitting on the ground with his legs spread, looking at the stars in the night sky.
"Go out and go out, the kid is lying down, it's time to drink."
The old immortal took the gourd, took a long sip, and swallowed the wine.
Then he looked at another star field.
"Yinghuo is hiding in the sky, greedy wolves are coming out of the southeast, and another big ghost has appeared. It's so damn annoying."
Another mouthful of fairy wine.
"Old guy, we agreed to drink and talk together, but you started drinking first!"
Immortal Changqing stepped forward, grabbed the fairy gourd, took a sip of the fairy wine, wiped his mouth, "In terms of wine, the fairy wine in your gourd is the best."
Kongming Immortal stretched out his hand and patted the immortal gourd, and a stream of dark green wine flew out of the gourd.
Immortal Changqing opened his mouth to catch it, "Green ant new fermented wine, red clay stove, this green ant wine has a pure taste!"
Immortal Kong Ming patted it again, and the second drink flew out.
"For whom the clever makeup is thicker, the east wind rises to the ninth level.
When the branches are blooming, the garden is full of red flowers! "
The two immortals were drinking and reciting poems. After a while, they staggered and became drunk.
Li Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Uncle Master and the others, is this how they drink and talk about Taoism?"
Wang Qi nodded, "Occasionally, I will find a few female disciples to play music and dance, and once I start drinking, it will take at least ten and a half days. The Holy Son invites me here."
The two walked down the observatory.
"The Holy Son recited the mantra of rebirth to save the soul of my junior brother Bailuo from Shenqing Palace. We will bear this kindness in our hearts and ask the Holy Son to stay here for two days so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."
Li Mu happened to also want to know about Shenqing Palace's ghost exorcism skills, so he held up his hands and said:
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang."
The two of them walked down the ridge.
Not long after, they came to a suspended wooden building on the cliffside.
There are ancient pines next to the attic, and the sea of clouds is in front of the building.
This scene made Li Mu couldn't help but copy a poem:
"The cliffs are dotted with high pavilions, and the strange rocks embrace the corridors.
The windows are dark under the green pine trees, and the bamboo couch is cool under the deep clouds.
What a great place. "
Wang Qi was quite surprised, "I didn't expect that the Holy Son could also compose poetry."
Li Mu felt ashamed, "I heard it from others. I haven't read much, so I don't have the ability to write poetry."
"The Son is humble."
But at this moment, a disciple suddenly came over in a hurry:
"Master is in trouble! Senior sister Qingmo wants to commit suicide!"
Wang Qi was shocked, "What kind of trouble is she trying to make?"
The disciple said anxiously: "Senior Brother Bai Luo is dead and his soul has disappeared. Senior Sister Qingmo is going to follow him. Master, please go quickly. If it's too late, Kang Pinna Stock..."
Wang Qi quickly said to Li Mu, "Holy Son, I'm going to take care of some household matters first."
Without waiting for Li Mu to answer, he flew away.
Li Mu launched his flying boat to follow.
…
In a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.
A mourning hall was built in front of the main hall.
The coffin is placed in the center.
A woman in white knelt beside the coffin, her face ashen.
Several disciples around him were trying to persuade him.
"Sister Qingmo, why are you doing this?"
"Senior Brother Bai will definitely be sad if he sees you like this."
"Although Bai Luo self-destructed his soul, Immortal Changqing has reassembled a ray of residual soul consciousness for him, so he may not be able to wake up in the future."
Qingmo lowered his head and looked at the Soul-fixing Pearl in his hand with grief.
Her eyes were bloodshot and she didn't know how long she had been crying.
A rainbow light fell, and Wang Qi appeared in front of the main hall.
The leading disciple quickly came out to greet him:
"Master, I have sealed Junior Sister Qingmo's Yuanhai and meridians, but she has a death wish..."
Wang Qi's throat felt sore when he saw his daughter's grief.
He sighed, walked forward, and said softly:
"On the journey of cultivating immortality, there will be hundreds and thousands of years, and separation between life and death is unavoidable. You should be more open-minded."
Wang Qingmo didn't seem to hear, still looking at the soul-fixing bead in his hand.
“Dad once promised your mother that he would let you embark on the path to immortality.
If you have a problem, how will your father explain it to her? "
Wang Qingmo murmured to the soul-fixing bead, not knowing what he was talking about.
Seeing the soul-fixing bead, Wang Qi thought of his deceased wife, who was in disarray. She felt sad again. She slowly lifted her daughter up and comforted her:
"Bai Luo has retained a trace of his remnant soul at least. Dad can use the Three Purities Concentration Technique to seal it away and let him stay with you forever."
There was finally some light in Wang Qingmo's eyes, but it quickly went out again, "The sealing of the remaining soul's will is just endless torture for him."
A disciple next to him suddenly said: "Actually, there is a way."
Wang Qingmo turned around suddenly as if seeing a life-saving straw.
The disciple hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said:
"You can find a pregnant woman and send the remaining soul of Senior Brother Bai into the body of the fetus. When the fetus is born and grows in the future, the will of Senior Brother Bai's remaining soul will slowly be restored."
Wang Qingmo suddenly walked out: "I'm going to look for him right now!"
But the next moment, her body was restrained by a magical force, making her unable to move.
Wang Qi's cold voice sounded:
"Seizing the body to raise the soul, are you disciples of the Taiyuan Sect, or are you cultivating the devil's path?!"
The disciple who made the suggestion turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground.
Wang Qingmo gritted his teeth and used his spiritual consciousness to forcefully break open the talisman seal that blocked Yuan Hai. Then he activated his true energy, broke away from the body-holding technique, and used his flying sword.
Wang Qi was no longer as gentle as before and said sternly:
"If you take one step away from Shenqing Palace, don't come back again!"
Wang Qingmo's delicate body trembled, she looked at the soul-fixing bead in her hand, and tears burst into her eyes: "Dad, my daughter is sorry for you."
True energy poured into the flying sword, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the sky.
At this moment, a rope flew out of Wang Qi's sleeves, tied her up and dragged her back.
Wang Qing kept struggling, but the rope became tighter and tighter.
"This is the Immortal Binding Rope refined by Master. Even ordinary immortals cannot break free. You, a Nascent Soul Realm, don't struggle in vain."
"Qingyu, take your sister back to her room to rest. We will bury Bai Luo's body tonight."
But at this moment, a voice sounded from outside the hall.
"Wait a minute."
Everyone turned around and saw a young man walking in.
Wang Qi suppressed some unhappiness in his heart: "What's the matter with the Holy Son?"
Li Mu sighed in his heart, originally he didn't want to meddle in these nosy matters.
But...it has come.
"Senior Brother Wang, I have an immature idea, I don't know whether to take it seriously or not."
