A life of clearness

Chapter 256 Who can keep a diary?
It’s not that Rong Qing wanted to doubt, but she felt that her robes were not that powerful... ?
In that karmic illusion, her inner garment was protected by the protective talisman, but it was still broken. Although it was automatically repaired later with enough spiritual energy and Rong Qing's support, as a vestment to protect the owner, this performance was a dereliction of duty.

Therefore, Rong Qing was somewhat puzzled when she saw that it actually had the function of self-pollution.

As for, as for...

However, even though there were some doubts in her heart, Rong Qing's consciousness was still integrated into the dark-colored rag.

This robe had been with her since she began her practice. Even if she didn't use it in the future, she would restore it to its original state.

Rong Qing thought so, but she didn't think more deeply about what kind of attack it had suffered in the karmic illusion to be shattered - that was a blow from the power source monument. The origin of the Tao, especially the attack from the power source, is not easy to deal with? The fact that it could be restored to its original state afterwards was enough to show that this robe was extraordinary.

It was like a candle flame illuminating the entire dim room... As Rong Qing's spiritual consciousness merged into it, the robe sensed the breath of its master and gradually "woken up".

The fragments were connected to each other, and the jagged edges blended together without any trace of fragmentation. The colors spread across the fabric gradually gathered together, converging towards the largest black stain.

The outer robe was being reborn little by little in Rong Qing's sight.

The outer coat was snow-white without any other colors, and the dark black embroidered symbols looked like the long tail feathers of a phoenix, happily wandering around in the snow.

The strong contrast of black and white scorched the eyes. Rong Qing was even more excited.

With a wave of her hand, the outer coat fell gently on her shoulders, and the falling hem gently wrapped Rong Qing's body. The black Fu Xiu lay on Rong Qing's shoulder, as if taking a nap, no longer moving, only the tail end swayed mischievously.

At this point, both the outer robe and the lining are on my body, and I no longer feel anything is missing.

Rong Qing patted his shoulder, greeted the long-lost little guy, and then moved his gaze to the wooden sword.

With Rong Qing's current vision, this wooden sword no longer meets her needs.

This wooden sword is not only her flying sword, but also her sword for practicing swordsmanship. It is made of a special kind of wood and is sharp enough to cut gold and jade.

However, in terms of speed, Rong Qing's own speed far exceeds that of flying a sword. If a sword is used, the sword intent is even sharper.

The slender wooden sword danced between Rong Qing's fingers. This behavior was just like when Rong Qing played with his pen when he was in a daze at school.

Soon, Rong Qing paused and clamped the sword tightly with her knuckles.

“Although it’s not very useful, it won’t be left in the storage ring to see the light of day.”

She used the wooden sword as a hairpin and inserted it into her neatly tied Taoist bun. It's not that she doesn't like beautiful ornaments, but beautiful ornaments without special functions are not suitable for participating in the battle. In order to win, Rong Qing simply gave up some fancy things that had no fighting significance.

As for the remaining items such as the Boy in the Palm, Rong Qing planned to put them directly into the Baishi Temple warehouse as the tears of the times.

Next... Rong Qing's spiritual sense searched around in Ji Chou'er's storage bag.

As a spiritual cultivator, Ji Chou'er has collected a lot over the past thousand years. These are not only her own collections, but also mainly relics of the Ji Dynasty.

Ji Wuwang's Jihuang Mountain is the last trump card for the Ji Dynasty to make a comeback. The treasures collected there are the accumulation of thousands of years of the Ji Dynasty.

This Jihuang Mountain is similar to the treasure outside the Great Wall in "The Deer and the Cauldron". It is the dream of those professional rebels who want to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Rong Qing recalled the horrific scene of poverty and desolation when she first arrived at Jihuang Mountain. She knew that the treasures of Jihuang Mountain had long been looted.

The person who looted it had no other intention than Concubine Ji.

However, there were many good things in this storage bag, but not many of them were eye-catching, and even less of them shocked Rong Qing. "That's all..." Rong Qing was inevitably a little disappointed, "Did a lot of them get consumed in the past thousand years..."

Rong Qing could only make this guess. After all, even if she had the treasure in her hands and the skills of the Hades, if Concubine Ji wanted to cultivate to the level of a spirit and build up her own power, the resources she would have to spend would not be small.

There may be some areas that need to be taken care of.

"Maybe my standards are too high?" Rong Qing thought so and took out a transparent cup from the storage bag.

There was a black flame in the cup. The flame was not active, but burned quietly, giving people a very cold feeling.

There are many kinds of flames in the world, and Rong Qing can't know them all no matter how knowledgeable she is. In addition, this flame is very likely to come from the spirit world, so it is normal that Rong Qing can't see it.

The cup was transparent, but it could be felt to have dents. Rong Qing touched the inscription on it and read the words: "Life is created by creation."

The flame of creation?
Rong Qing recalled that there was no trace of this flame in the jade slips about the Ji Dynasty. She did not dare to deal with something she did not understand at all. For the time being, she would just keep the black flame in the cup as it was.

Next, Rong Qing took out a number of jade slips from her storage bag. These jade slips of different sizes and colors soon piled up into a small hill on the ground in front of Rong Qing.

Without using her spiritual sense to probe into the jade slips, Rong Qing had no idea what was recorded in these jade slips.

"It would be best if it were some kind of inheritance. It would be even better if it could be ranked high in the floating character book." Rong Qing was looking forward to it.

With so many jade slips, even if Ji Chou'er is a woman who loves to keep a diary, there must be a few that record the secret techniques...

Besides, who would write a diary?

……

In the quiet room, two months passed almost without noticing.

While Rong Qing was distracted by removing the restrictions on the world's number one bow, he was also carefully examining the contents of the jade slips.

The jade slips that were originally piled up in front of Rong Qing are now scattered on both sides of Rong Qing.

"The one on the left..." Rong Qing turned her eyes to where there were a large number of jade slips, "It's Ji Chou'er's random thoughts."

"And the ones on the right," Rong Qing looked at the jade slips that numbered only a hundred or so, "are the ones that record the content of cultivation."

Rong Qing never expected that Ji Chou'er was someone who loved writing a mood diary so much.

The storage capacity of each jade slip is not small, and there are so many of them. On average, I will use three jade slips a year to record my thoughts.

Absolutely.

"But it's not completely worthless." Rong Qing's eyes deepened a little. "Although the contents are complicated, they are also detailed."

For example, the many private transactions between Tian Yinsi and Princess Ji during the past thousand years.

For example, what Princess Ji saw and heard when she entered the underworld after obtaining the mask...

(End of this chapter)