A life of clearness

Chapter 107 The Real Trapped Word
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Zhong Xiu vaguely saw a black figure at the edge of the square above. He was startled at first, but then he suddenly realized that it was Rong Qing who had returned.

Rong Qing stood up, her slender and tall figure seemed even more ethereal in the mist that filled the valley.

He raised his hand and waved it, then flew down from the square like a white bird, with a smooth and natural trajectory.

Hong Fei, like he had been doing for the past three years, quietly hid in a attic on the rock wall without letting anyone know.

"You've gained weight." Rong Qing looked at Zhong Xiu and couldn't help but pinch his face.

Zhong Xiu took a small breath when he heard this and wanted to touch his face. Because he was holding the basin with one hand, the only hand he could raise happened to cover the back of Rong Qing's hand.

The warm palm touched Rong Qing's slightly cool back of the hand.

"It's the sir who has lost weight." Zhong Xiu said in a low voice.

After three years, perhaps the memory of ordinary people would be slightly inaccurate, but Rong Qing's changes were visible to the naked eye.

Whether it was the mist or the thunder in the Forest of Ten Thousand Laws Stele, after tempering her body, her body changed a lot. Not only did her body grow almost two inches taller, but even her almost stable weight increased by 60 kilograms.

But from the outside, the weight gain is even more unbelievable because Rong Qing has no excess fat on her body, her body lines are tight, and the muscles under the tough skin are strong.

Different from worldly warriors, Rong Qing's strength is more restrained, but once it explodes, his fists, legs, elbows, and knees can all be used as weapons.

On the rooftop, those people wanted to test Rong Qing's close combat ability, and they were right to think so. Because she focused on restraints, her body had always been a weakness. But now... even if she was really approached, Rong Qing was confident that she could withstand their attacks with her body alone.

Of course, high-level magic is relatively more lethal, and Rong Qing is not stupid enough to resist it.

Zhong Xiu carefully rubbed the back of his hand before moving Rong Qing's hand away from his face.

In the dim light, Zhong Xiu looked at the palm of his hand and then took a good look at Rong Qing before he was sure that Rong Qing had returned safely.

"Are you going to get some water?" Rong Qing said with a smile, "I'll go with you."

After Zhong Xiu agreed, the two went to the back of the house together.

With Rong Qing here, this matter was of course easy. When the two came back from the back of the house, Rong Qing was holding a wooden basin in one hand and a bucket in the other, both filled with water.

This undisguised movement finally attracted the attention of other people in the valley.

Especially mountain hiking and peak climbing.

They couldn't find it when Rong Qing and Hong Fei, two half-step gods, were trying hard. But this time, when Rong Qing was with Zhong Xiu, they finally found it.

Therefore, I hurried over to pay my respects.

"Her cultivation is even more unfathomable!!"

This thought appeared in both of their minds at the same time.

In the cultivation world, strength is respected. Originally, Rong Qing was only a golden elixir, and they were inevitably dissatisfied after a long time, not to mention the existence of the quiet room at the bottom of the lake.

When Yun Tong was still the master of the temple, there was no way such a good thing would happen!
They took turns to practice in seclusion. Over the past three years, Shanxing and Fengcong thought they had made considerable progress.

Especially mountain hiking...

"Yes, it's the middle stage of Jindan." Rong Qing nodded.

Even with the support of spiritual energy resources, it took Shan Xing three years to reach the middle stage of the Golden Core. Obviously, it was inseparable from his own hard work.

"My small achievement in the mountain walk is not worth mentioning. Compared with the master, it is even more like a firefly. With the master here, who dares to easily attack our Baishi Temple?"

The slight sense of complacency that he originally had was suppressed when he felt Rong Qing's powerful pressure.

It was higher than the Golden Core, at least the Nascent Soul. Even if it was the Nascent Soul, it was definitely an extremely strong one!
Shan Xing did not dare to be disrespectful, and even bent his waist even lower...

He even said repeatedly: "In the past three years, we have lived up to the trust of the temple master. In addition to taking care of the Zhong mother and daughter and others, we have also tried our best to improve our cultivation. I only hope that the temple master will be satisfied when he comes back to see us."

"Satisfied." Rong Qing smiled indifferently at Shan Xing's flattery.

If one reaches the Golden Core stage, one can barely be considered to have the ability to protect oneself in the world of cultivation.

"Get ready and pack up." Rong Qing looked at Dugu Zhi who was coming over in a wheelchair, and said, "Tomorrow, we will leave Cangliuzhou and head to Jingguo. From now on, Baishi Temple will be stationed in Jingguo."

Upon hearing this, not only the people around Rong Qing were shocked, but even Lin Tian, ​​who had come from afar, was stunned.

……

The Arctic Flowing Light Sword Sect.

It is the most unattainable existence in the world of cultivation.

The dark black buildings are scattered on the snowy mountains. They are cold and lonely.

At the foot of the mountain, Rong Qing slowly walked across the soft tundra. It seemed that he stepped on a patch of dark green vegetation, but in fact, he didn't step firmly. Otherwise, with his weight, he would definitely crush these fragile plants.

Rong Qing brought Baishishiguan and others to Jingguo, and asked Dugu Zhi to help them settle down. Then they did not stay any longer and rushed to Liuguang Sword Sect.

Roughly speaking, she hasn't been back for twelve or thirteen years.

The mountain gate in front of me...

Rong Qing had a complicated expression.

This was exactly the place where she was stopped by Hong Fei when she insisted on leaving.

Ten years or so was too short a time for the buildings in the cultivation world. The mountain gate had not changed much from what Rong Qing remembered.

She soared up and flew straight up. Because the mountain gate was connected to the sect's formation, her aura could be sensed, so no attack would occur. Inside the Liuguang Sword Sect, as always, there were few disciples of the Sword Sect. If they met from afar, Rong Qing would be respectfully saluted because of her seniority.

Rong Qing had her own purpose for coming back this time.

She wasn't sure if she could get all the answers, but she needed an explanation.

She landed in front of her house and raised her hand to remove the restriction. The spiritual power had already penetrated through the door and entered the house before she took a step.

The paper figures stuck behind the door moved their little hands and feet and quickly jumped to the ground one by one.

Some of them consciously began to clean up the dust floating in the air, while others opened the door even faster and swarmed out to gather around Rong Qing.

Rong Qing patted their raised hands one by one, which made them satisfied and they went back to work obediently.

After all, this was where she had lived for hundreds of years, so it was impossible for her to say that she didn't miss it at all. She looked around. The deserted house looked extremely desolate due to the lack of furnishings and people.

Rong Qing simply sat on the table and watched the paper figures busying around, feeling quite like a landlord supervising his work.

The wooden couch was covered with soft bedding, and the pole was hung with black gauze. Three little paper figures worked together to put the incense burner back to its original position, and another little paper figure on top of the burner stuffed incense sticks into it. Suddenly, a flame sprang out, scaring it so much that it flipped backwards, and then a wisp of thin smoke rose slowly from the carved pattern.

Little by little, the empty room returned to its former appearance.

Exquisite, even luxurious. During the years in the Sword Sect, Rong Qing had always enjoyed the most top resources in the cultivation world.

Even the incense that is casually lit in the furnace, used to concentrate the mind and calm the spirit, is a good thing priced at the highest quality spirit stones.

Judging from the resources, the sword masters seemed to have always doted on her.

If this is not considered pampering, then what is pampering... Rong Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Sweet words and the like are indeed not as attractive as tangible benefits.

As dusk fell, the wind and snow outside the window became stronger.

The heavy snow and strong wind mixed together, causing the fluorite particles covered with arabesque-patterned gauze on the lotus stone platforms in front of the door to roll restlessly.

As if sensing something, Rong Qing said, "Open the door."

A brave paper figure quietly floated out from under the eaves and opened the door for the young man in white standing outside. It was almost blown away by the sudden strong wind.

A gentle force wrapped it up and then placed it back under the eaves, where it huddled together with its companions.

The door closed slowly, covering up all the sounds of wind and snow, leaving only a little silence in the room.

The fragrance in the stove burned for a long time, as if to wash away the dust on Rong Qing's body.

"Did the Sword Master ask you to come? Is he unhappy that I didn't come back with you?"

Rong Qing turned her head to look at Chu Yuan. He took off his hood and coat as he approached.

Her extremely beautiful face made the whole room sparkle.

Rong Qing asked this because the wind and snow tonight were a bit too much. The Sword Master controlled the celestial phenomena here, and Rong Qing would sometimes guess their moods by looking at the weather... and it was pretty accurate.

"Who are you asking about?"

"Who else could it be?" Rong Qing was about to say, "Isn't it your master, Master Zunyu Jianzhu?" Suddenly he paused.

Which sword master? There are only three sword masters in Liuguang Sword Sect.

Chongyu, Chongji, and... Jiming.

No way... Rong Qing's body froze when she thought of that person.

The Sword Master Ji Ming should be in seclusion. Is he coming out? Or is he really unwilling to wait any longer and wants to intervene in this matter?
In Cangliuzhou, although she mentioned the title of Sword Master Ji Ming and frightened the inspectors, as if Sword Master Ji Ming doted on her, in fact... Rong Qing herself was very scared.

Sword Master Ji Ming is different from Chong Yu and the others, especially in their methods of doing things.

"I thought you had made up your mind when you came back." Chu Yuan said calmly.

"Then have you seen my answer?" Rong Qing sneered.

I saw it.

Chu Yuan did not say anything, but instead moved closer to Rong Qing.

"Stop." She said coldly.

Three "trapped" bans appeared at the same time. Countless golden threads suddenly burst out, trying to bind Chu Yuan in place.

Rong Qing never thought that she could completely block Chu Yuan by relying on the "Kun" ban... However, she did not expect that the "Kun" ban was as fragile as spider silk, and was ignored by Chu Yuan, without any ability to stop her.

"That's not how you use the word 'trapped'."

Rong Qing's eyes suddenly widened as countless golden threads appeared in her meridians, taking shape in the complex veins and outlining the word "trapped".

Not only that, in the sea of ​​consciousness, in the mind...

Physical body, spiritual consciousness, and mind. It turns out that these three "trapped" prohibitions are the real "trapped" prohibitions!

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On the dimly illuminated window screen, the two figures gradually merged into one.

I have to prepare the final paper in the next two weeks, so there may be a break in the updates. I can only say that I will try my best to keep updating.

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