Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 144 A Joyful Reunion, A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance
Shuiyue Nunnery is temporarily staying at the inn.

The city was devastated, but this place remained intact.

This was because Du Bingyan had stayed behind to guard the place and had not participated in the attack on Lei Zhong, thus protecting the inn.

West courtyard, main hall.

Du Bingyan helped Abbess Jingyue to her seat.

"I just expended a lot of energy. After meditating and regulating my breathing for a while, I'll be fine."

Master Jingyue sat cross-legged on the futon and waved her hand.

Her face was pale, her sleeves were torn in two places, and her expression was solemn.

"That Lei Zhong truly deserves the title of 'Five Thunder Heavenly Venerables.' His thunder magic has reached its peak, as if the ancient Thunder God has been reincarnated. Even the five of us, including your master, could not stop him when we joined forces."

Fellow Daoist Qinghe has perished, and Fellow Daoist Huanghe is severely injured. Alas... this person is truly formidable.

Du Bingyan had stayed at the inn to observe the battle and witnessed the whole thing, which shocked her greatly.

She frowned slightly, recalling the four-horned sheep demon she had killed during her nighttime cultivation in the mountains after breaking through to the Qi Refining stage. It seemed to be Lei Zhong's mount.

Could it be that the thirty-six leaders of the White Lotus Sect infiltrated the city this time to target her and Liu Sheng, seeking revenge for that sheep demon?
"Most likely!"

Master Jingyue seemed to see through her thoughts, nodded, and instructed:

“These next few days, you will stay with me. If Lei Zhong comes looking for us, the two of us can help each other and prevent him from defeating us one by one.”

"Master, what is this person's cultivation level?"

Du Bingyan took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

Lei Zhong fought against five opponents and was only at a disadvantage, eventually leaving unharmed. His cultivation level seemed to be far above his master and the others. Could he have already reached the next realm?

"Entering the path to perfection."

After a moment of silence, Abbess Jingyue uttered four words with a bitter expression.

Seeing his disciple's blank expression, he began to explain the training that followed after entering the Dao.

A martial arts master who has forged his foundation with true blood and entered the Dao through martial arts can be called a Qi cultivator.

And this "foundation" forged from true blood is actually a breath of Qi!

One breath of primordial Qi.

This vital energy, extracted from true blood, is the essence of the four realms of martial arts.

In other words, a martial artist spends a lifetime cultivating and going through four realms, all for this one mouthful of primordial Qi.

This Qi originates from the depths of one's bloodline, its source being the demonic creature imitated by the true form of martial arts.

The correct term for a Qi cultivator is "Qi Refiner".

In the initial stage of cultivation, the practice of Qi cultivators is to do everything possible to strengthen the Qi within their bodies.

The four stages of entry, minor success, major success, and perfection actually refer to the degree to which this primordial Qi has been nurtured.

Once this primordial Qi is fully formed, it can be guided to open the Yellow Court, connecting all the meridians and acupoints in the body, ensuring that it neither increases nor decreases, but flows inexhaustibly.

This is called "Gathering Qi and circulating it throughout the body".

“After entering the path of cultivation, every step is an insurmountable chasm, with a huge gap between the levels, and it is rare for someone below to surpass someone above.”

Master Jingyue glanced at Du Bingyan and gave an example:
"For example, the gap between the initial stage of Foundation Building and the minor achievement is much larger than the gap between the True Form Realm and the Qi and Blood Realm."

And this gap widens as time goes on.

Du Bingyan suddenly realized that her master's cultivation level was at the Great Perfection of the Dao, yet the five of them working together could only force back Lei Zhong, who was at the Perfection of the Dao.

The two elders of the Five Crane Sect were quickly defeated, one dead and the other wounded. Almost all the Five Crane Sect disciples who accompanied them were killed or injured.

So, when she fought Lady Caiyu a couple of days ago, she was also holding back her strength. If her master hadn't arrived in time, she probably...

This reminds me of the day I forced my way into the Demon Suppression Bureau's back garden; if it weren't for my master backing me up, things probably wouldn't have ended well.

Perhaps, she and Liu Sheng have already become prisoners.

His master said nothing, only silently protecting him from the wind and rain, yet he felt resentment towards her...

"Master..."

Du Bingyan pursed her lips, feeling both guilty and touched.

Master Jingyue seemed uncomfortable, lowering her gaze to avoid looking at her, and waved her hand:
"I need to recuperate now, you may leave."

"Yes."

Du Bingyan responded and carefully closed the door behind her before leaving.

"puff!"

Master Jingyue spat out a stream of foul blood, and her complexion immediately regained some color. Within the blood on the ground, arcs of electricity still crackled and popped.

She looked down at him, her expression grave.
"What a formidable 'Five Thunder Transformation Hand'! This person is probably not far from reaching the Yellow Court realm..."
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"Master is injured, but he doesn't want me to know."

Du Bingyan walked slowly, letting out a soft sigh.

Master is a strong-willed person. He suppressed his injuries earlier and explained cultivation to her, which caused him to miss the opportunity to heal. It will probably take him a day or two to recover.

She walked around the inn, gave instructions to Jinglin and the other young nuns, and then returned to the East Courtyard.

As soon as she entered the hall, she placed her hand on the hilt of her sword.

someone!

Could it be traitors from the White Lotus Sect, trying to take advantage of the chaos?

The next moment, a sleazy voice rang out from above her head:
"Wow, you're beautiful but ruthless, woman! You actually want to murder your husband?"

It's him? !
She froze, looked up, and met Liu Sheng's gaze.

The man looked like a spider, clinging to the roof beam, winking and making faces at her.

Du Bingyan's breath hitched, and she was immediately at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

When you don't know this person well, they are taciturn, extremely shrewd, and thoughtful.

But after getting to know him, I found out he was a complete idiot, or as he put it, a "fool," glib and full of nonsense.

What kind of beautiful but ruthless woman would murder her husband?

My husband was my lawfully wedded wife; we married after the wedding ceremony...

Ugh, what am I thinking!
She realized she'd been led astray, rolled her eyes, and, too lazy to care, walked through the hall as if she hadn't seen anything.

Oh ho, what's this woman up to?
Just being childish!
Liu Sheng landed softly without making a sound and quickly followed.

As he turned the corner of the wall, a flash of sword light appeared before his eyes, and a long sword was already pressed against his throat.

The sword hilt was held in a jade-white hand; the owner wore a half-smile, her eyes cold and sharp.
"What's wrong, Uncle Liu? Why aren't you going to see your seventy- or eighty-year-old mistress? What are you doing in my peaceful Buddhist sanctuary?"

What the hell is this, seventy or eighty years old...?

Lady Caiyu, you're about the same age as your master, aren't you?

Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and his lips twitched. He realized that this woman might be jealous.
His eyes flickered slightly, a plan forming in his mind. He secretly reversed his blood and qi, his face instantly turning deathly pale, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth:

“I’m worried you might get hurt… You’ve only been practicing for a short time, and you’ve already fought with Madam Caiyu. I wonder if you’ve been injured?”
A few nights ago, I used an earth-遁符 (a type of talisman) to sneak in, but I went the wrong way and ended up in your master's courtyard, where she chased me all the way..."

"It was you that night!"

Du Bingyan suddenly realized why her master was furious, drew his sword and went out to attack, and even gave her a good scolding.

So this is the person who caused it.

However, even if he managed to escape with his life from his master's clutches, he would be badly injured, unless his master had left him some kind of backup plan...

Then she saw Liu Sheng lose his footing and fall towards her, his throat pressing against the tip of the sword.

"you……"

Du Bingyan was startled. Her wrist twitched, and her longsword shifted. She supported Liu Sheng with one hand, her brows furrowing.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just a scratch from your master's sword energy..."

Liu Sheng nestled into her arms, his head pressed against the familiar softness, his face deathly pale.

"My injuries have healed, but..."

"Sword intent harms the spirit!"

As a disciple of Abbess Jingyue, she was naturally familiar with her master's abilities.

Liu Sheng's current state indicates that he has suffered a spiritual or physical injury.

She was no stranger to healing emotional wounds.

only--

This bastard!

She glanced at Liu Sheng, whose face was deathly pale. Although she knew he was faking it, she still gritted her teeth and helped him into the bedroom, where she applied a silencer...

The poem says:

Dewdrops fall on the peonies as they begin to bloom; the wind sways the lotus leaves, concealing the boats; all night long, fish and dragons dance.

(End of this chapter)