Mixed in the heavens, merits and virtues become immortals

Chapter 331 Biyao's conscience ached

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak, Yuqing Hall.

"The demonic forces have gathered at Liubo Mountain; their schemes are far from simple."

While speaking, Dao Xuan Zhenren passed on the information that Gu Qing had conveyed to the six current leaders. These six leaders took the information and carefully read it. They naturally noticed the Fulong Cauldron and other details. When they came to the detailed information about the demonic path, they focused on the Ghost King and Ghost Master.

"what?"

Daoist Tianyun let out a sound of surprise.

Tian Buyi, Cangsong Daoren, Shuiyue Master, Shang Zhengliang, and Zeng Shuchang went over and saw that it contained information about Zhuque. The information stated that when Wan Jianyi was traveling in the wilderness, he had accidentally spied on Zhuque taking a bath. Knowing that Zhuque would inevitably marry after he removed her veil, he forcibly removed the veil and left.

"hiss……"

Cangsong Daoist gasped. If this information had been leaked by someone else, Cangsong would have been furious. However, the handwriting and portrait on the information were clearly Gu Qing's, which made Cangsong Daoist suspicious.

What did Gu Qing mean by delivering this message?
"A trip to Liubo Mountain is now imperative."

Dao Xuan Zhenren remained expressionless as he conveyed the mission, saying, "This time, when we arrive at Liubo Mountain, everyone must work together with one heart and one mind to seize the Fulong Cauldron."

Such a dangerous thing should be left in the Illusion Moon Cave under special protection.

The chief disciples of Qingyun Mountain exchanged glances, and Master Shuiyue stepped forward and shouted, "I'll go!"

East China Sea, Liubo Mountain.

Biyao strode over gracefully. Ever since Gu Qing resolved her inner conflict, Biyao felt that this "Mr. Copper" was not the eccentric old senior who would come to Gu Qing's place to chat and ask about cultivation topics when he had nothing else to do. After arriving at Gu Qing's place this day, Biyao said in a low voice, "So it was a message from Burning Incense Valley!"

Gu Qing told the Ghost King that Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple would be coming soon, so the Ghost King investigated and discovered the message sent by Fenxiang Valley.

This was part of the original story, but in the Ghost King's view, this was the source of Mr. Copper's information.

After all, Mr. Tong had beaten Li Xun, so everything was reasonable.

"It is these righteous people who are truly shameless."

Biyao said unhappily, "They say that in this world, the righteous path is flourishing, and evil can only flee overseas."

Before the two sides even clashed, the righteous path had already won.

There are no winners in the Fulong Cauldron.

Gu Qing reiterated this point in a calm voice.

Biyao's expression darkened slightly. On this issue, Biyao had advised Wanrenwang, but the Ghost King believed that the Fulong Cauldron was the Ghost King Sect's trump card for turning the tide, and they had to try it no matter what.

A sharp, piercing sound echoed through the sky.

Gu Qing looked up and saw several red lights heading towards Liubo Mountain. Since the righteous path was coming here, the Ghost King had also sent people. On Liubo Mountain, a battle between good and evil was inevitable.

“My father also wants to take this opportunity to settle accounts with Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple.”

Biyao said, "I heard that the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament of Qingyun Sect has ended, and Gu Qing's lover, Lu Xueqi, has become the champion of the tournament."

Biyao slowly recounted some information about the Qingyun Sect. Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, and Zeng Shushu were the top three, while the fourth place was a female disciple named Tian Ling'er.

Based on the information, Gu Qing guessed that Zhang Xiaofan failed to make it into the top four because he didn't have the Soul Devouring Technique.

"In short, if Gu Qing comes to Liubo Mountain this time, we will make sure he doesn't return!"

Biyao was furious when she thought of Gu Qing using her mother to provoke the Ghost King.

This embarrassed and annoyed look immediately conjured up a picture in Gu Qing's mind.

[Fist] [Biyao] [Flame]

"Indeed, we must give him a good beating!"

Gu Qing cheered Bi Yao on.

Upon hearing this, Biyao looked at Gu Qing with bright eyes and asked, "Mr. Tong, how many years have you been cultivating?"

In her interactions with Mr. Tong, Biyao always felt that he was not several hundred years old.

"It's been sixty or seventy years, hasn't it?"

Gu Qing seemed to be sighing over the passing of time, but in reality, she didn't want Mr. Tong's trajectory to overlap with her own.

Just as they were silently recounting their story, a sharp shout came from afar.

"Mr. Tong, get out here right now!"

The voice was neither male nor female, but the rage it contained was immediately apparent.

"It's the Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon, he's here!"

Upon hearing this voice, Biyao reminded Gu Qing, saying, "The Old Ancestor Fengyue is a rare rogue cultivator in the world. The Mountain and River Fan is his prized magic weapon. In addition to the Mountain and River Fan, the Old Ancestor Fengyue also has magical artifacts such as the Dragon Blood Staff, the Water and Fire Daoist Robe, and the Embroidered Golden Needle, which are unpredictable and mysterious."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qing looked up at the sky and saw several figures in the clear sky. The person in the lead was wearing a Taoist robe, neither male nor female, and next to him was a woman dressed in pure white, cold and aloof like frost. Further back, there were men and women, each riding a magical artifact.

"Lady Sanmiao has also come."

Biyao saw the woman in white and said to Gu Qing.

The leader of the Hehuan Sect, Madam Sanmiao, sounds like a charming and graceful person from her name, but her overall temperament is aloof and cold, and she actually bears some resemblance to Lu Xueqi.

"You killed my nephew, this is an unforgivable crime!"

The Old Ancestor of Love and Lust circled in the air, cursing and swearing.

Thick black smoke billowed straight into the sky.

Gu Qing stood amidst the black smoke, looking at the Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon... "I examine myself three times a day. Have I been too polite? Have I given you face? Should I have used my fists and feet?"
After reflecting on his actions, Gu Qing launched a powerful attack. In that instant, the Xuan Yin Ghost Qi seemed to condense into a blue dragon, rising from the foot of the mountain and reaching the sky. In a moment, black smoke billowed out and surrounded the Old Ancestor Fengyue.

"Cuckoo..."

If the black smoke in the sky had a tangible form, after it enveloped the Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon, a series of clattering sounds rang out, as if gears had sprung up in the sky, meshing together and occasionally encountering some obstacles.

Gu Qing silently activated his power, while the Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon cried out in alarm amidst the black smoke.

Gu Qing has now mastered the second volume of the Heavenly Book, and his magical power is becoming increasingly concentrated. Whether it is Taiji Xuanqing Dao, Dafan Prajna, Xuan Yin Ghost Qi, Ghost King Sect secret techniques, etc., they all seem to be condensed into a single force. The techniques complement and reinforce each other. When cultivating, if he circulates a portion of his true essence, he will become three times stronger.

The black smoke at this moment seemed to be filled with mysterious and ghostly energy, but it also contained the resilience of Taiji Xuanqing Dao and the solidity of Dafan Prajna. The Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon was struggling and jumping around inside, but he kept hitting walls. In the circulation of this mysterious and ghostly energy, there was a sudden "creak" and it seemed to stop. Then, after a moment of struggle, there was a loud rumble and everything went smoothly.

The skin of the Old Ancestor of Love and Lust slowly floated down from the sky.

Gu Qing, surrounded by a wisp of black mist and wearing a bronze mask, stood in the sky.

The Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon, the most famous rogue cultivator in the world, actually died just like that.

Upon seeing this, the Ghost King sighed silently. It had only been a few days since the second volume of the Heavenly Book was given to Mr. Copper, yet Mr. Copper seemed to have grasped something extraordinary.

Biyao gazed at the sky and saw Gu Qing sitting upright in the black smoke, his face wearing a bronze mask that looked particularly ferocious. However, this vicious Xuan Yin ghost energy also carried a strange color, which made people feel awe and fear, yet also calm and composed.

Just like the Heavenly Fiend King. Gu Qing is now facing off against Madam Sanmiao.

"He was born with a mouth but didn't know how to use it, so it's not a loss that he died."

Lady Sanmiao was as aloof as frost. Upon closer inspection, unlike Lu Xueqi's icy temperament, this woman's aloofness and perfectly proportioned figure gave people a feeling that was both cold and alluring.

"So, you're quite good with your mouth, huh?"

Gu Qing countered with a question.

"Sanmiao greets Mr. Tong... Our Hehuan lineage makes a living by talking."

After speaking, Madam Sanmiao lowered her head and examined the Hehuan Bell. At the same time, her gaze seemed to have a tangible quality, faintly sweeping over Gu Qing's Adam's apple, chest, abdomen, and legs before immediately shifting her gaze away.

This gives the impression of a strong-willed woman disguised as an iceberg, as if the Three Wonders Fairy would transform into something else entirely if touched.

This kind of seductive skill amazed Gu Qing.

"Eight hundred years ago, the founder of the Hehuan School, Lady Jinling, established the Hehuan lineage."

Madam Sanmiao's gaze was fixed on the golden bell at Gu Qing's waist, but in the short time it took to say that, she kept scanning Gu Qing's waist and abdomen, as if her mind was unsettled and she couldn't control her gaze. However, she forced herself to speak, her voice filled with expectation and a hint of pleading: "We know that Mr. Tong is an extraordinary person in the world, with unpredictable methods. The Hehuan lineage does not expect Mr. Tong to return it, but only asks to trade with Mr. Tong and exchange it with rare treasures."

Lady Sanmiao gives people the feeling of "Please give me the Hehuan Bell, I will do anything."

Many of the secret techniques of the Hehuan Sect are closely related to the Hehuan Bell. Only the Hehuan Sect's activation method can maximize the power of the Hehuan Bell.

Gu Qing looked at Madam Sanmiao.

Lady Jinling had a close relationship with the old black man. The first volume of the Heavenly Book was in the Dripping Blood Cave, so the Hehuan Sect's techniques were mostly derived from Lady Jinling's understanding of the first volume of the Heavenly Book.

If one can comprehend the methods of the Hehuan School and draw inferences from them, one might be able to understand even more.

"Okay."

After Gu Qing readily agreed, he asked, "Do you want the Love Curse?"

Lady Sanmiao stiffened slightly upon hearing the Love Spell... This Love Spell was indeed formidable in battle, but she didn't want the blessing of being condemned to eternal damnation for three lifetimes and seven lifetimes.

Gu Qing turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

When Madam Sanmiao tried to stop him, her delicate hand reached out to Gu Qing. Suddenly, Gu Qing reached out and grabbed Madam Sanmiao's hand. He felt Madam Sanmiao's skin was snow-white and soft as cotton. After a silent smile, the supreme yang energy in his body circulated, carrying the supreme yang energy from the Xuanhuo Mirror, and surged into Madam Sanmiao's body like a tidal wave.

"Uh……"

Lady Sanmiao's face was flushed.

The very name of the Hehuan Sect already indicates that this sect lacks yang energy. Now, Gu Qing mobilizes the strange power in the Xuanhuo Mirror to replenish Sanmiao Madam's energy, making her feel that her body is full of yang energy and that it is flowing around. However, wherever she goes, Sanmiao Madam's body goes limp. After she has traveled around her body like this, Gu Qing suddenly lets go. Sanmiao Madam stands on a cloud, her legs trembling slightly.

"Madam, you still need to practice!"

Gu Qing rushed down from the clouds.

Lady Sanmiao stood among the clouds, watching Mr. Tong's back. In all these years, this was the first time Lady Sanmiao had shaken hands with someone and gotten herself out of the way.

Holding the Dragon Blood Staff, embroidery needles, and the Water and Fire Robe, along with the Mountain and River Fan that had previously been looted, Gu Qing had essentially taken all of the Wind and Moon Ancestor's magical artifacts. At this critical juncture of the battle between good and evil, each magical artifact represented a combatant, and many members of the demonic path coveted them. Gu Qing remained silent, firmly holding the artifacts in his hands.

In the days that followed, things were peaceful. People from the demonic path gathered here, and people from the righteous path also came to gather. In the early stages, both sides had a tacit understanding and each occupied a region. Only later did friction arise and the battles begin.

Gu Qing was extremely detached from the battle between good and evil, spending most of his time each day silently practicing his magic and occasionally talking to Bi Yao.

"Mr. Copper".

Biyao leaned close to Gu Qing and suddenly asked, "What will your future be like?"

"Practice."

Gu Qing said calmly.

After obtaining the second volume of the Heavenly Book from the Ghost King, the biggest difficulty in collecting the five volumes of the Heavenly Book has been overcome. What remains is the opening of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury ten years later, the wordless jade disc of Tianyin Temple, and the Illusionary Moon Cave of Qingyun Mountain.

Gu Qing's plan for the future is to collect the Heavenly Book, convert it into combat power, and improve himself.

"Is it all about cultivation?"

Biyao asked curiously.

Gu Qing nodded.

Without cultivation, what difference is there between me, strong or weak?

Without spiritual practice, life is but a dream, a bubble, an emptiness.

Without spiritual practice, life is but a fleeting moment of beauty.

Without spiritual practice, one will suffer endlessly and never attain liberation.

Biyao lowered her eyes. Recently, the Ghost King Sect had been analyzing Mr. Tong. However, after several analyses, they all believed that Mr. Tong was an ascetic cultivator who was indifferent to material desires and devoted himself to cultivation. He had mastered many secrets and was simple and brutal in his dealings with others, choosing to strike hard.

“Our Holy Church has a branch.”

Biyao suddenly said, "People in that lineage always wear masks. If someone takes off their mask, they either have to offer themselves to you or draw their swords against you."

What Biyao was referring to was the Vermilion Bird lineage.

Gu Qing nodded in agreement. He was familiar with this setup, but Mu Wanqing was acting automatically.

Biyao gazed at Gu Qing and asked curiously, "What kind of person is beneath your mask?"

Gu Qing covered his mask with one hand, his eyes filled with complex emotions. After a moment, he said sadly, "If I take off the mask, you will definitely say that I am disgusting and ugly, and you might even be unable to stand it and try to kill me."

Biyao was secretly moved, after all, Mr. Tong had helped her resolve her inner conflicts and was generous in his guidance on many cultivation issues. Sometimes when she talked to Mr. Tong, she could feel his youthful spirit and humor, which made Biyao's heart flutter slightly, but she dared not take it further because of the mask.

At this moment, when Biyao heard Gu Qing's words, her heart ached. She subconsciously thought that Gu Qing was ugly and had suffered a lot because of it. That was why he cultivated Xuan Yin Ghost Qi, stayed away from the human world, and kept company with the dead, putting all his future on the word "cultivation".

The more I think about it, the sadder I feel.

"I……"

Biyao parted her lips slightly, looked at Gu Qing in front of her, hesitated for a long time, and said, "I can't guarantee it..."

A promise is too heavy a burden. Although Biyao meant to comfort Gu Qing, she was also afraid that she might accidentally hurt him.

"It should."

Gu Qing, that old scumbag, looked up at the sky with a hint of melancholy.

Seeing this, Biyao felt a pang of conscience. She took a small step, but then stopped gently, simply to keep her company, accompanied by the evening breeze, which blew softly.

(End of this chapter)