Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 245: Lianyang Strange Stories

Early spring is here again.

Liao Kingdom, south of Zimo County.

The morning sun shines on the earth, and the rays of light seem to be able to wash away the old memories and bring new vitality.

The green grass by the river has sprouted in the spring breeze, and the clear canal is gurgling, carrying round pebbles into the river.

The two horses were not tied with reins, and they strolled leisurely along the river bank, blowing their lips from time to time to make purring sounds.

Behind the horse, the pretty woman was held by her husband's shoulders, her steps light and cheerful.

Qinghuan followed closely.

The aunt was far away from the three of them, taking small steps barefoot in the river, her beautiful eyes following the swimming fish into the distance.

There are floating clouds in the sky, and occasionally wild geese fly across the sky.

Jingzhe is coming soon, and the Blood God Peak will gather another group of Blood Robe disciples from the state.

Zhao Qing and his family arrived in Liao Kingdom early, but they came to enjoy the spring.

To be precise, he came to visit the incense that Si He had collected in the south of Zimo County.

Moreover, since it was Xiaoyi's first time to go to the Blood God Peak, he naturally couldn't let Shuyue stay alone in Songshan, so Zhao Qing took his family to Liaoxi early.

His proficiency in Bai Po Dan has reached the level of mastery.

No matter how hard he worked, he would never be able to catch up with the Blood Son Trial, so he temporarily slowed down his progress.

Now he has refined six high-quality Baipo Pills, and plans to return to Songshan and then calmly refine a few more batches, trying his best to break through with the best pills... The impact on his future practice will be almost negligible.

A small blood-red seal lay quietly in the storage ring. It was also a top-grade spiritual weapon like the Changkong Spear.

However, it is more suitable for him to use. Due to the special nature of the material, he can suppress the opponent's consciousness while attacking at close range, and can also bless his own blood and qi. It can be said to be tailor-made.

But for now, he can only control it with the Qingfeng Sword Technique. After all, it is a spiritual technique for controlling objects, and there is not much difference between controlling swords and seals.

Originally, he was planning to go to the Liao Kingdom's Blood Robe Merchant House or other auctions to buy a copy of exquisite and magical seals... so that he wouldn't have to trade them around in the future.

After all, Liao State is where the Blood God Peak is located, and the scale of the auction is the best in the whole state. Even the skills of the Nascent Soul Realm can be found there, not to mention the seal techniques for military seals.

But Si He stopped him...

Zhao Qing didn't quite understand. Si He didn't have the seal, so what else could he do if he didn't buy it?

You can't expect opportunities to be everywhere, or for a book on the exquisite art of controlling objects to fall from the sky?

How is that possible?

Hey!

It’s true, Si He can actually get some unusual secrets to controlling objects.

She exchanged a set from Dao Xin and was already studying it herself, saying that after she had enough fun with it, she would arrange a simplified version for Zhao Qing.

After all, she and Dao Xin are at a high level, and the methods they use are not suitable for Zhao Qing.

After learning about this, Zhao Qing was stunned for a long time and couldn't recover.

Is this the love of a rich woman?

It smells so good.

……

There was still no news from the Blood God Peak about the Blood Son Trial about to begin. Zhao Qing estimated that he would hear some rumors during the Jingzhe period this year.

If the big guys at Blood God Peak didn't look for him, he would take the initiative to visit them at the top hall and inquire carefully about the time, format and rules of the trial.

"The horse is about to run!"

Rough laughter came from a distance.

Zhao Qing looked up and saw that his aunt, who had been walking on water, was now wearing tall jade shoes.

"I can't run away. I can run faster than a horse!"

Zhao Qing smiled from afar.

Coming towards me was a shirtless strong man, who looked like an ordinary country fisherman.

The man shook his head, as if casually greeting a stranger he had met after breakfast.

As he got closer, he could clearly see the faces and figures of the three women. His dark cheeks felt a little hot. He took out a short shirt from the bamboo frame behind him and put it on.

Even if those three beauties are married, I can't be naked, right?

It will bring shame to Lianyang Town.

The fisherman put on his bamboo hat, stepped barefoot in the river mud and laughed out loud: "There is no girl as beautiful as you in Lianyang, you are so lucky!"

Hearing this, Shuyue's eyes turned into crescents.

She also came from a village, and when she met these simple villagers, she always felt close to them unconsciously.

and……

Lianyang Town is the place where Si He sets up his incense.

Zhao Qingshun immediately asked, "Brother, which of my three little beauties do you think is the fairer one?"

Zhang Liang glared with his huge eyes and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

He took out a wine gourd from its bamboo basket and tossed it to Zhao Qing: "Brother, are you also settling in Lianyang?"

Zhao Qing's mind was slightly moved. He looked at his aunt and chuckled, "Zhao Qing, from the county town."

"From what I heard from my elder brother, you also moved to Lianyang Town?"

Zhang Liang nodded and sighed.

"Oh, you're Brother Zhao. My last name is Zhang. I moved to Lianyang two years ago... I'm afraid I'm a little late. There are no vacant houses in town right now, so I'll have to find some skilled hands to build one myself."

Zhao Qing took the black wine gourd, shook it and returned it to the fisherman.

"I just heard that there are some strange things happening here, so I brought the women in my family out for a look."

Zhou Xiaoyi sat quietly on the grass in the distance, adorning her slender fingers with Impatiens balsamina...

Shuyue was full of curiosity and followed Zhao Qing to listen to the story.

The fisherman took off his straw hat, squatted on a big rock by the river with his legs hugged, and enthusiastically promoted his products to these outsiders.

"My family used to fish in Junxi. We often heard that the water in Lianyang was good and the fish were big, so we only came here occasionally at first."

"Later, I heard a lot of strange things in the town, and that's why I decided to move to Lianyang Town and settle down."

He sighed, "When I arrived, there were only a few houses left in Lianyang. They were extremely expensive...the rent was more than half the price of an ordinary country house."

Zhao Qing took a deep breath and asked in surprise, "Why is this?"

Shuyue looked at Zhao Qing's expression, pursed her cherry lips slightly, and watched silently.

"It's hard to say, Lianyang Town is blessed!"

"It is said that there is a woman named Grandma He in this town who looks after these mountains, wild lands and rivers."

what! ?

This time Zhao Qing was really shocked. What the hell is Grandma He?

Are you serious?

"I wonder where this He... Grandma lives. Could she be a spiritual fairy?"

The fisherman tilted his head back, closed his eyes slightly and shook his head slowly, a deep and unfathomable hum coming from his nose.

"No, no."

He lowered his head and moved closer to Zhao Qing, whispering, "I think it's some mountain spirit!"

"Every household has a statue of grandma, but I can't really see her face! It's hard to believe she's a human."

I rely on!

You are quite brave, you actually dare to say bad things about grandma, I don’t even dare to say anything...

Shuyue lowered her voice and whispered, "Isn't there a statue of grandma at your house?"

Seeing Zhang Liang's surprised look, his wife whispered again: "This is my father, and the two over there are my daughters."

Zhao Qing's face trembled, and he wished he could slap Xiao Shuyue's butt right now.

The fisherman showed a look of understanding, looked at Zhao Qing with a smile, and then answered Shuyue's question.

"My wife goes to burn incense every day, but she doesn't bring any statues home. I always feel uneasy."

He seemed a little afraid.

"It's really strange, but those who have worshipped the grandmother's statue don't need to water their fields."

"It's been a drought, but when I got to the fields this morning...it's like it's been raining!"

"But I'm just a lousy fisherman, and I don't have any land in Lianyang. I just catch some fish and crabs and sell them to the county town."

The man started talking and never stopped.

Shuyue sometimes responded to him with surprise, and told him all the stories of the town.

"There were no fish in this river a few years ago."

"There is a Water Dragon King, and every household comes to the river to offer sacrifices. Every year, they pour hundreds of kilograms of rice wine into the river."

"They also need to eat livestock. If someone's family is sick, send a blue-and-white mule and sink it into the river. It won't be long before they are rescued."

Zhao Qing's eyes flickered as he whispered, "Grandma, do you want to eat mules?"

The Yin Hua in his mind shook violently, and he heard Si He's curse: "Are you still a human?! Die right now!"

"Um……"

"I've never seen that before. The big temple in town is always full of offerings. At the beginning of a month or during festivals, the temple is filled with a huge black shadow, full of people!"

"The copper incense burner is filled with yellow paper and dirt in a day."

"My wife heard from somewhere that seven or eight of the copper furnaces in the big temple have been burned. I'm a woman of limited knowledge. Even though there are many people in the temple, but all the copper furnaces are burned... How is that possible?"

"Brother, you don't know..."

"Uncle, aren't you talking about the Water Dragon King?" Shuyue held her pretty face and leaned on Zhao Qing to interrupt him.

Zhang Liang was stunned, and only then did he realize that he had gone off topic.

"Water Dragon King, the Water Dragon King was driven away by my grandmother. Now there are plenty of good fat fish to catch in the Lianyang River."

"You haven't eaten Lianyang fish in the county town?"

"Fresh fish from Lianyang is thirty coins per jin, much easier to sell than those dead fish hanging in a row."

Shuyue nodded and asked, "How did grandma drive away the Water Dragon King?"

Zhang Liang:……

Why does this little girl seem a bit troublesome?

"I heard it. People in the temple say so."

The man looked back from a distance and whispered, "I have to get up early today. Mr. Ji picked a good watering hole for me. I have to go there quickly."

Zhang Liang seemed to be unable to bear Shuyue's questions, and left after a few quick words.

"Mr. Ji is a fortune teller who works outside the temple. He can also tell fortunes."

"With just a pinch of my little finger, I can tell you which fish is the fattest and tenderest today. I don't charge any money, just the two biggest ones..."

……

Zhao Qing said goodbye to the good brother he had just met and set off for Lianyang Town with his family.

Just from what Zhang Liang said, it seems like Si He is doing pretty well here?

He put his arm around his aunt's slender waist and said with a smile, "This is all our territory!"

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly: "Dad, I want to eat pea yellow."

Zhao Qing's expression froze, but he quickly walked to the pastry shop and bought some bean curd.

Gu Qinghuan always had a smile on her face, and her slender fingers were adorned with rouge-colored flowers by her aunt, which made her look very beautiful.

She untied the oil paper and placed it in Xiaoyi's hand, then stayed beside her master, smiling silently.

Three beautiful women were chatting and laughing as they walked on the street, attracting the attention of the townspeople. Occasionally, people passing by would walk around them from a distance, but their eyes were almost popping out of their heads.

As for the two horses before, they had been let go by Zhao Qing long ago.

When the family went out for fun, after riding the flying boat for a long time, they would also take a boat to cross the water, or play in the pleasure boat at night and listen to the aunt playing the bamboo zither. Although Qinghuan played the music very well, she seldom showed it.

When I feel like riding, I will let the horses run free, either in groups of four or two... In short, I will let the horses go after riding them.

Even the frugal Shuyue thought it was better to leave it out - she said horse meat was not tasty.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was silently thinking in his heart, asking about the things in Lianyang Town.

Si He said that there were several independent cultivators in the town, all of whom were in the Qi training stage, and it did not affect her being a grandmother here at all.

And there was a very interesting believer who used her name to cheat people. He would stand outside the temple to tell people's fortunes and eat and drink for free... That was Mr. Ji.

Not long after, Zhao Qing and his three companions arrived at the Grandma Temple in the center of the town.

There are seven villages surrounding this town, and with the scattered population and those who have moved here, there are more than ten thousand people.

It is much bigger than Lanxian Town. Lanxian Town is called a town, but it is actually a deserted village in the crevice of the mountains.

Shuyue stopped and looked up, a look of surprise on her pretty face.

The temple in front of him was much larger than any ordinary house. The lapis lazuli bronze doors were all open, and the threshold was a full half a foot high!

The green bricks and green tiles exude an ancient charm, with flying beams and painted rafters, and high eaves.

The bright red silk ribbons were wrapped around, hung, and fluttered in the wind, making it more magnificent than any ordinary county government office.

One after another, neatly arranged red forgings fly from the main beams to the eaves, which makes people feel awe.

As a villager, she naturally knew that these red satins were taken care of by pilgrims and were replaced at the beginning of each month. Generally, the gentry in the town paid for it and personally brought craftsmen to the temple to repair it.

Wisps of smoke drifted into the air, carrying the unique smell of burning paper and wood, with a hint of wine.

The four of them stood on the street, watching the pilgrims coming and going, feeling incredible...

In just a few years, Si He has already gathered a whole town of incense lovers!

Shinto practice is similar to Xiandao practice.

However, cultivators like Zhao Qing's family rely on the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which is the most fundamental cornerstone. If there is no spiritual energy to absorb... there will be no such thing as condensing energy into the body.

Si He's own Shinto cultivation also needs a foundation to support it, that is... incense.

In Si He's words, there is not much difference between spiritual energy and incense.

It’s just that the unique way incense is produced determines the most fundamental difference between immortal cultivators and spiritual cultivators.

Cultivating gods requires a foundation of incense and worship. If there is a Shinto dynasty, it can even increase Si He's combat power by several times out of thin air.

Cultivating immortals is about nourishing one's body, and the array talismans and spiritual tools one relies on are mostly for self-blessing.

Immortals take heaven and earth into themselves.

A god dedicates himself to heaven and earth.

That's it.

At this moment, Zhao Qing looked at the temple in the distance and finally understood why Zhang Liang called this place the Big Temple.

Really...big.

The gate is large, the courtyard is large, there are many pilgrims, and it gives people a sense of transcendence and ethereality.

Most of the incense traders coming and going are women, as the men at home still have to work at this time... There are also many young girls in their twenties who travel together, or bring their lovers to make secret vows.

In addition to the pilgrims coming and going, there were three or five people gathered at the stall next to the temple.

There was a fortune teller sitting there.

The tattered flags were also very majestic, with large characters written in iron and silver strokes on them.

Ruyi Gaoyang knows the destiny,

Turn misfortune into good fortune and change the world.

This is not the first time that Zhao Qing's family has come into contact with fortune-telling.

In Lanxian Town, there was a blind man named Qiu...

At this moment, their family came to Mr. Ji.

The middle-aged man had a long beard, which he stroked from time to time. He smiled at the woman in front of him and said, "Please remember what I'm telling you. Follow my instructions, and the baby will be a boy!"

The woman in front of him had a bulging belly and was obviously pregnant.

According to what she had inquired before, the woman took out ten taels of silver, placed it on a red cloth, and handed it over respectfully.

She said softly, "If the baby is a girl..."

Mr. Ji smiled and stroked his long beard: "If it's a boy, I will give grandma ten taels of silver as a filial gift. If it's a girl, I will return the ten taels of silver in full!"

Zhao Qing:?

He and his aunt looked at each other. This Ji man's method was quite clever.

Having a boy is a huge profit, having a girl is not a loss...

The middle-aged man chuckled and glanced sideways at Zhao Qing and his group.

His eyes swept over Qinghuan and Xiaoyi, and they instantly brightened up. As for Shuyue...she actually lacked something in his eyes.

The man said quietly, "Would you like to see your fortune?"