Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 148 The Opportunity Has Come
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
In the small courtyard, the children were still making a lot of noise.

There was a little girl here whose hairband was pulled away by her friends, and she sat on the ground crying loudly.

Jin Ping'er hurried over to comfort her:

"Don't cry, don't cry. Sister will braid your pigtails for you, okay? You are so good..."

There was a little fat boy over there who fell on his butt and was grimacing in pain.

She also hurried over to help:
"Are you hurt from the fall? Let me see it quickly."

Unexpectedly, a handful of mud was smeared on her face, and the little fat man laughed:

"I fooled you again!"

"Hum hum……"

Jin Ping'er forced a smile and wiped the mud off her face. Her eyebrows were curved, but she was grinding her teeth.

But in the end, I still suppressed my temper.

She trotted all the way to the back mountain, found a deserted spot, and vented her anger on a tree stump.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, you can do it..."

As long as you work hard, things in this world will always get better.

To be honest, after half a month, she has gotten along well with these children and has gradually adapted to them.

Of course don't get me wrong, it's her that is being tortured.

Although this process was not easy, at least I managed to get through it.

Jin Ping'er is proud of her endurance and perseverance.

Naturally, my Qi-cultivation skills improved dramatically.

But this definitely doesn't mean that she has no temper towards these kids, especially the few troublemakers including the little fat boy just now!
She was always gritting her teeth and holding one thought in her mind - when I finally make it through and am ready to run away, I will show you guys a lesson in how powerful I am!
Recalling the day after visiting the Sanyi Treasury, Jin Ping'er went back and couldn't sleep the whole night.

I'm so excited.

She is the only disciple who has entered the secular world since Hehuan closed the mountain.

She undoubtedly knew best how embarrassed Hehuan was now.

Purple Blade, Heavenly Book, Holy Fire...and, the Hehuan Bell.

As long as we can bring these treasures back to the sect, it will be a great achievement of "rebuilding the world".

She has an ambition...

"Uncle Xu is not making progress, and sooner or later he will bring He Huan to ruin. Only in my hands can the supreme glory of eight hundred years ago be restored!"

"I should have gained Xu's trust in these days. All we need is the right time to take action!"

"Put the treasure in your pocket!!"

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At night, in the kitchen on the top of the mountain.

Xu Zhiqiu was making dough figurines.

When Qu Niang saw it, she was surprised:

"I didn't expect that you have such skills?"

"You're surprised by what you've seen." Xu Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at her. "Who hasn't made clay figurines as a child?"

"But none of them look as real as you." Qu Niang picked up a dough figurine and examined it carefully, praising it: "Look at this red painted one, it looks just like the real thing."

"It's painted with sugar color, and the filling is red bean paste and honey."

"Oh?"

Qu Niang licked her tongue.
"The children are in for a treat."

"Who told you to give them food?"

Qu Niang was stunned, "Who should I feed it to?"

Xu Zhiqiu put the molded and colored dough figures into the steamer one by one, and then moved the steamer to the stove.

"ghost."

"ghost?"

Qu Niang suddenly realized that the Ghost Festival was approaching.

As the food is cooked over high heat, a mouth-watering aroma wafts from the steamer.

Xu Zhiqiu stepped on the ground, and the corpse appeared. A Trinity Mountain Gate made of black qi appeared out of thin air.

"Master, what are you doing..."

Qu Niang was still puzzled, but as the door opened, she saw a group of lively little people running out.

The group of little people climbed up onto the stove, chattering, and scrambled to get into the steamer.

Without further explanation, Xu Zhiqiu simply said a few words to Qu Niang and went back to the house.

the next morning,
Qu Niang came to the lower courtyard and found Jin Ping'er.

"Spirit fish girl."

"What's the matter, Sister Qu?"

Mrs. Qu said:
"One of the sect master's registered disciples has founded a sect. He has specially written to invite the sect master to a banquet and write an inscription. I'm afraid he will take two or three days to return."

This sentence was simple, but it made Jin Ping'er's heart skip a beat.

"Two or three days? I've been here for half a month, and I haven't seen the head of the sect go out yet."

On the surface, he appears calm and seems extremely natural.

Qu Niang did not suspect anything and handed her the steamed dough figurines and snacks that she had made last night, a large package.

He also explained:
"It's almost Ghost Festival. When the time comes, please take the children and bring these snacks to the crossroads at the foot of the mountain. Add some fruits and wine, and burn them together. Then, say a few words and offer sacrifices to the disturbed ghosts on behalf of the head of the sect."

Jin Ping'er took the package and was puzzled:

"Acting as the head of the sect... offering sacrifices to the lonely ghosts?"

"To be honest, this Kanglong Peak is a low slope, a damp place, which is the most likely to attract those ignorant souls."

"Later, the head of the sect used his great magical power to tamper with the earth veins, creating a towering peak out of thin air, and turning this poor mountain and bad water into a blessed land for immortals."

"Create a mountain out of thin air?"

Jin Ping'er looked up blankly, gazing at the towering Kanglong Peak, and felt a slight dryness in her mouth.

"Yes."

Qu Niang continued to talk to herself:

"After that, those remaining souls could no longer stay and had to wander around without a place to go. The head of the sect has always felt sorry for this."

After hearing this, Jin Ping'er thought to herself that she had never realized that this Xu was quite compassionate...

Then Qu Niang half-jokingly instructed:
"Sister Lingyu, please keep a close eye on these snacks. Don't let those little brats eat them all up before you can use them."

"Don't worry, Sister Qu, I will make arrangements."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

After watching Qu Niang leave, Jin Ping'er quickly put the package in the kitchen.

Leaving the children playing in the front yard, she quickly walked to the back mountain.

She found the tree stump whose bark she had kicked off long ago, lifted her little feet, and kicked it hard again.

But the mood this time is obviously different from any previous time.

"Mingwang Holy Mother, Hehuan Patriarch, above..."

The human skin mask with a few freckles showed a long-lost excitement. She clenched her fists:
"The opportunity has finally come!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

God has mercy on us, these damn days are finally coming to an end!

It's not easy to calm down...

She first glanced around to make sure there was no one around, then waved her hand towards the woods in the distance.

Then I heard the fluttering of wings and a white dove flew over.

The white dove landed on her hand, looking very obedient.

She stretched out her fingertips and teased it, and the white pigeon made a sound like a cat purring.

Jin Ping'er's pink lips curled up into a light smile, she pinched her fingers and pointed at the air.
The living pigeon turned into a paper pigeon and spread out like a piece of white paper in front of her.

Then she bit her fingertip and wrote on it -

——The target is about to be achieved. Please send someone to meet me as soon as possible to prevent any emergency.

Soon the writing was completed, and the spell was cast again. The paper pigeon turned into a real pigeon, flapping its wings and flying into the sky.

(End of this chapter)