I am about to die of old age, and I have awakened the character of longevity.

Chapter 244 Bai Yujing!
A faint, bright light shone down, bringing clarity back to Xie An's dark world.

It's still this ancestral hall, and it's still this ancient city.

The layout is the same, but the furniture is new.

None of the eight hundred Qi Refining stage cultivators died.

"how come……"

Xie An gasped, glancing left and right, trying to find a place to hide. After all, there were still eight hundred Qi Refining stage cultivators present; if they discovered that he, an outsider, was there...

Isn't that very dangerous?

But Xie An took a few steps in the ancestral hall and was surprised to find that no one was paying attention to him.

Ok?
Xie An was taken aback by this discovery. After several attempts to confirm it was correct, he finally felt relieved. He waved his hand in front of other cultivators, and no one paid any attention. It was even possible for cultivators to pass through his body.

"I became a spirit... no, it was an illusion. I saw what this place used to look like."

Xie An was, after all, a cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining, and proficient in spirit communication techniques and the Soul Burial Scripture. His soul power was exceptionally strong. After a short while, he realized... he had seen the past of the ancestral hall through the incense sticks.

After calming down, Xie An was no longer afraid. Instead, he stood quietly in the corner and carefully observed what was happening.

Eight hundred Qi Refining stage cultivators were seen coming and going, looking very happy.

They either discussed their experiences in spiritual practice together or exchanged ideas with each other.

Not long after, as a bell rang, the cultivators sat cross-legged respectfully on the floor of the main hall, their eyes fixed on the chief seat, as if anticipating something.

soon--

An old man with white hair led a young girl into the ancestral hall. Eight hundred cultivators bowed in worship.

The old man and the young girl arrived at the head of the ancestral hall, facing the cultivators, and began to teach and preach.

The old man was giving a sermon, and the young girl stood beside him.

Unfortunately, Xie An could not hear the sounds, only see illusions.

As dusk fell, the monks bowed and saw the young girl and the old man off.

From then on, the cultivators would come here early every morning to listen to the old man and the young girl give lectures.

The cultivators chatted and laughed, enjoying themselves immensely.

Although he couldn't hear the voice, Xie An could sense it from the other person's smile.

The days repeat themselves one after another.

The old man was getting older and older, and even walking was becoming a problem. The young girl was also growing up. Xie An felt that the girl looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place her.

Until one day, the eight hundred cultivators wept.

Xie An did not know why they were crying.

The old man didn't come that day. Only the young girl came.

The girl was young, but her hair was already white.

Very beautiful, ethereal.

hiss!
Xie An suddenly remembered... wasn't this girl the same woman he had seen in the carriage outside Yunzhou City?
That woman... once lived in the ancient city of Kongsang?

Is she from the ancient city of Kongsang?

I……

Xie An's heart tightened instantly. It took him a while to recover and continue staring at the scene in the image.

No one knows what the girl went through, but she grew up a lot overnight, and her hair turned white. Without the old man to lead her, she walked into the ancestral hall alone, went to the old man's place, and began to preach to the eight hundred cultivators.

Perhaps it was because of the girl's special nature, or perhaps it was because she spoke so well, but the cultivators did not look down on her because of her young age; they listened very attentively.

In the years that followed, the young girl came here every day to preach.

The cultivators were all in high spirits, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Xie An was very curious: Judging from their age, many years have passed since then. It's probably over a hundred years. These cultivators are all powerful figures; what are they plotting here all day long?

What could possibly be so important that eight hundred cultivators would be working together day and night?
You must understand that such a terrifying force, if released casually, would be enough to change the world.

That would be a huge deal.

This truly alarmed Xie An.

Could it be... the Milky Way?

Are they looking for something related to Tianhe?
Or are they searching for the Demon Emperor, the Witch Spirit, or the Founder of Martial Arts?
Xie An immediately ruled out the first two.

Judging from this display of power, even when the Demon Emperor and the Witch Spirit were alive... they might not have been this strong.

That leaves two possibilities:

Either they're looking for the founder of martial arts, or they're trying to deal with Tianhe.

Which one?
Unable to deduce the answer, Xie An could only patiently continue reading.

What happened next was no different from before.

Eight hundred cultivators came day and night to worship and listen to the girl preach. Gradually, the girl grew up.

It has completely transformed into the appearance I saw in the carriage that day.

Judging from the situation of the eight hundred cultivators, they have fully accepted the woman. The woman has also become the new leader of this place.

until one day.

The smiles on the cultivators' faces were gone.

They became worried, tired, and listless.

Later, fewer and fewer cultivators came to this place to listen to lectures.

In the end, only three or five practitioners regularly came to this place, and the woman would preach the scriptures alone. Sometimes, no practitioners would come at all, and the woman would preach the scriptures alone, without ceasing in the cold or heat.

Later, the woman stopped coming.

The ancestral hall was empty and desolate, covered in dust.

Until one day, the eight hundred cultivators returned, carrying a coffin. The coffin was placed in the highest position in the ancestral hall, and inside lay the woman.

This time, none of the eight hundred cultivators rose again.

They knelt for a very long time, and finally all passed away peacefully.

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

Eight hundred cultivators turned into corpses and withered bones.

The white-haired girl actually climbed out of the coffin, stood up, and walked out of the ancestral hall step by step, never to return.

The video ends here.

Xie An felt a dizzying sensation in his mind again. When he came to his senses, he found himself still standing in the original ancestral hall. Unbeknownst to him, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

"Xie An, what's wrong?" Chen Yu'er shook Xie An's shoulder.

Jin Yuping, who was standing nearby, also spoke up: "Third Master, your body was convulsing and trembling just now, and you looked very frightening. We were so worried about you."

Xie An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "I saw some very strange scenes..."

Faced with Chen Yuer's expectant and curious gaze, Xie An had no intention of hiding anything, nor was there anything to hide. So he recounted everything he had seen.

Chen Yuer was shocked after hearing this. "According to you, you have seen at least four hundred years of history in this place. I wonder who put these three incense sticks here. They are truly very mysterious."

Xie An asked, "Miss Yu'er, do you know the origin of this white-haired woman?"

Chen Yuer shook her head, "I don't know. If this woman were still alive, she would have already surpassed the four-hundred-year limit of a Martial Saint. Moreover, she seems to have died once in between. If she were to make a move, she could indeed petrify the entire Jin family's territory instantly."

Jin Yuping, who was standing to the side, was horrified. "If there were such a terrifying woman in this world, what would become of the dynasty? Could the Jingtai Emperor have even established a country?"

Xie An also fell into deep thought.

This woman lived past the limit of four hundred years.

This is the lifespan limit of a martial saint.

Su Yuqing once said that since ancient times, as long as there are records in books, no one has ever broken the four-hundred-year life limit.

Later, Xie An became a Martial Saint and also learned that... four hundred years is not only the lifespan limit of a Martial Saint, but also the lifespan limit of a Qi Refining stage cultivator.

In other words... this woman broke the four-hundred-year limit.

Doesn't this mean that this person has broken through the Qi Refining stage? Or reached the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining stage?

With such a person in charge, how could the Jingtai and Tianbao reigns, or even the Northern Liang, be peaceful?
Ye Nantian alone can dominate the world with his martial arts.

If this woman is eyeing the imperial court, what would become of her?
Who can withstand this?

Furthermore, this woman was considered the teacher of the eight hundred cultivators here. Why did she stand idly by and watch them kneel and die without doing anything?
Furthermore, what happened to this woman who was carried back in a coffin?
Just as Xie An was lost in thought, Chen Yuer spoke up: "Xie An, what are you daydreaming about?"

Xie An regained his composure and said, "Miss Yu'er... I've seen this woman before."

Seeing Xie An's uneasy expression, Chen Yuer glared at him and said, "You just said that you saw this girl grow up. That's an image, not reality."

Xie An said seriously, "I mean I've seen this woman in the real world."

hiss.

Chen Yuer gasped, "Seen it before? Where?"

Xie An said, "Several years ago, outside Yunzhou City, I encountered some bandits. This woman was sitting in a carriage and invited me to come up for tea. She even gave me a spiritual tea that I had never tasted before. At the time, I just thought this woman was quite extraordinary and otherworldly, but I never expected that she was related to the ancient city of Kongsang."

Chen Yuer said, "So, this woman is currently in Yunzhou?"

Xie An nodded: "Very likely."

The two stared at each other, their hearts pounding with excitement, unable to calm down.

Chen Yu'er, in particular, felt her heart race. She thought to herself: If what Xie An said was true, it meant that there was a Qi Refining Stage 13 expert, or even a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, in Yunzhou City.

That's absolutely terrifying.

Just then, Jin Yuping said, "Listen, there's noise outside the door. There are people here."

(End of this chapter)