In the human society, guarding the grave was a very important matter. How one should guard the grave for one's parents and elders, and what clothes one should wear. In recent years, there were many complicated rules and regulations.
Though Liu Shisui was a scholar, he was actually a Cultivation practitioner, so he didn't care about these things.
Four hundred years ago in Chaotian, he had finished his studies in Yimaozhai. After asking his teacher, Bu Qiuxiao, he stayed by the grave of his Big Brother Xi Yiyun for three years.
Three years later, he asked Xiao He to end her business in the Inn and leave the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor. He went overseas to persuade Gu Qing to come back, but he failed.
Later, he and Xiao He returned to the Guocheng Temple and lived in the vegetable garden for a few years.
In the spring of the second year, Zhao Layue came and asked him to go back to Aoyama as well.
What she said was that it seemed that Bu Qiuxiao wouldn't leave for a while, and since he couldn't be the house master, it was better for him to go back to Aoyama.
Xiao He was cooking in the kitchen. She didn't even dare to listen to the conversation, let alone voice her opinion.
The vixen didn't have the saying that the man should be the outsider and the woman should be the insider. It was not that she couldn't defeat Liu Shisui, but that she was afraid of Zhao Layue.
After Jing Jiu ascended and left, her fear of him was transferred to Zhao Layue. She felt uneasy whenever she saw this woman, so she didn't want to see her at all.
Liu Shisui said, "I was expelled from the mountain gate before. It's a bit weird to go back openly."
Zhao Layue didn't take it seriously, saying, "Just let Zhuo Rusui write the notice to be the sect master. If you think it's inconvenient …"
As Liu Shisui was about to say that it was inconvenient, he heard what she said next.
"… Let's kick out Zhuo Rusui and let you be the sect master. After all, you're the orthodox disciple of our Shenmo Peak."
Liu Shisui couldn't help but sympathize with Zhuo Rusui. He thought that Zhuo Rusui shouldn't have freeloaded so many meals at Shenmo Peak.
Just then, another person walked into the vegetable garden. The sunlight shone through the locust tree and fell on the young face. His eyebrows were so faint that they were almost invisible. He said directly, "There is something wrong with Zhuo Rusui's head. He keeps finding trouble with me. If you want to replace him, you'd better do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, he will cause more problems in the future."
Liu Shisui didn't know why Zhao Layue and Tong Yan came to see him at the same time, but he could guess that they were going to discuss something important. He asked with a puzzled expression, "Didn't Peng Lang write back that he's fine over there? Are you really going to follow Bai Zao's suggestion and fight in the snowfield? "
Zhao Layue said, "We want to discuss the matters after our ascension."
According to the usual practice, only one ascendant would appear in Chaotian every one thousand years; but it seemed that the rule would be broken soon.
The fairy books falling from the sky and landing in various places had solved many problems for this world.
In Chaotian at the moment, the three of them and Zhuo Rusui had the highest chance of ascension, excluding the new queen and Peng Lang in the snowfield.
Even so, it was still a bit overconfident or narcissistic to start thinking about the matters after their ascension a few hundred years in advance.
It could be said that they had all been greatly influenced by Jing Jiu.
Tong Yan told them about her plan, and returned to Cloud-Dream Mountain after that.
Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui talked about something else, and they didn't bid farewell until late at night.
Standing in front of the vegetable garden and looking at the light and steam in the kitchen, Zhao Layue said, "You knew she would die."
Liu Shisui fell silent for a long time, saying nothing.
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A few hundred years later, they had indeed ascended. They met again in the small vegetable garden, and then they came to the Guocheng Temple.
Sitting on the wooden floor under the corridor, Zhao Layue said, "It looks like we didn't miscalculate. Let's see how to solve the problem of the Snow Girl."
The Snow Girl was the most powerful being in this universe; what problem did she have that needed help?
Did Zhao Layue sit by the cliff's edge and stare at the young woman by the hot spring have something to do with it?
"Young Master said that history is basically repeating itself. After coming to this world, I found that it's true. The grandmasters and the others are no different from Taiping Zhenren."
Liu Shisui came to the front of the stone pagoda, pushed aside the fallen leaves, and took out a pickle jar.
This was a hidden part designed in the game, and only someone like him could discover it.
Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows slightly, saying, "Don't be obsessed with it."
Liu Shisui said, "I'm not in the gaming cabin, so I know it's fake. You don't have to worry about me. On the contrary, I'm worried about Gu Qing."
Yes, the pickle jar was fake, the pickles were fake, the cabbages in the vegetable garden, the locust trees, and the mulberry trees by the fields were all fake.
The little fox had been dead for many years, and that old fox also didn't have many years left.
Liu Shisui placed the pickle jar in a corner of the roofed corridor, believing that it would be easier to find.
The two of them walked out of the Guocheng Temple, passed through the village that was still filled with the remnants of the firecrackers and the smell of cured meat. By the time they reached the shore of the East Sea, the darkness of the night had already receded.
"Gu Qing's affection is deeper than yours, so she might really die with her, but Zheng Tao might not."
Zhao Layue's tone was very calm, as if she were commenting on a painting.
Liu Shisui knew that she was merciless and did not want to discuss the depth of affection with her, so he said, "Young Master definitely hopes that they won't die and that they will all be well."
The distant morning sun leapt out of the sea, as if agreeing with his statement.
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The sun set on the other side of the sea.
The Giant waved his hand, and a gale appeared in the sky, tearing down many strands of the clouds as if they were eating cotton candy.
Those spirits with transparent wings were quite frightened, shouting and yelling at the Giant's back. In any case, they knew that the Giant had a gentle personality and would not mind.
The treasured ship seemed to be moving slowly, but it was actually traveling at an incredible speed toward the other side of the blue sea. Very quickly, they threw these scenes and sounds to the back of their minds.
A few days later, the treasured ship arrived at the famous Secret Border of the Singing Spring.
Gu Qing stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the Huge Whirlpool in the distance that had changed beyond recognition, listening to the thunderous sound of the water, and very naturally thought of the past.
Back then, after his master used his supreme divine ability to repair the Huge Whirlpool, he fainted.
Later on, he led countless Cultivation practitioners of various sects back and forth on land and sea, finally accomplishing this task.
Empress Hu walked to his side and looked at the Huge Whirlpool in the distance, showing a hint of timidity on her face. "Don't let the ship get too close," she said.
Even though she was a vixen with a high Cultivation state, time had left some traces on her face. However, in comparison to Gu Qing, whose white hair was ruffled by the ocean wind and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, she looked much younger; it was as if the old and the young were a perfect match.
Gu Qing was already a figure in the upper state of the Heavenly Arrival State, and his two wives had an exceedingly high Cultivation state. As such, they had no need to worry about the treasured ship falling into the Huge Whirlpool. He was fully aware that his wife was merely pretending to be weak out of habit, so he didn't expose her like she had done in the past hundreds of years. He signaled for his disciples to steer the ship away.
After passing the Huge Whirlpool, they arrived at the Calm Belt. The surface of the ocean was as calm as a mirror, or like a gloomy blue satin, until it was cut open by the treasured ship like a pair of scissors. Gu Qing recalled something that had happened many years ago. At the time at the Dao Competition at the Zhongzhou School, everybody saw He Zhan walk on the surface of the ocean in the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror …
"I don't think He Zhan will show up this time," Jing Jiu said regretfully.
It was said that He Zhan had been living in a small temple in White Town over the years, and that he had shown up less often in the Cultivation circle than Jing Jiu.
"Peng Lang is in the Snowy Kingdom now, and the Queen has never left the icy peak. The monster invasion is over; why would he learn from Cao Yuan? All he wants is to hide from his wife. It's too much! " Empress Hu said with a sneer, "If I were Sensei De, I would go to the Guocheng Temple and find Zen Master to complain about him."
Gu Qing let out a smile, as he thought that he should go to Yimaozhai and find the Saint Bu if he wanted to complain about him. The relationship between He Zhan and Bu Qiuxiao had become a secret that nobody knew since Jing Jiu ascended. However, Gu Qing was also in Zhaoge City back then, and he had been assisting his Master by the side. He had figured out part of the truth after thinking about it for hundreds of years.
"Are we really going back to Aoyama?" Empress Hu said uneasily, "Why don't we just bring back the things Ping Yong-ka wants? Why do we have to go back?"
Time could make many things fade away, like love, the taste of the barbecued fish, and hatred; but this matter was a bit different. The master of the royal family had eloped with the Royal Dowager … Even though the Jing Imperial Court was not as powerful as before, what would the Cultivation circle think of them if they returned to Aoyama?
Moreover, those old people who were still alive all remembered that Gu Qing was the best candidate for the sect master of Aoyama Sect in Jing Jiu's mind.
As such, Gu Qing and his two wives had seldom returned to Chaotian over the last hundreds of years for the sake of the reputation of the Jing Imperial Court and the Aoyama Sect.
The last time he went back was for Xiao He's funeral in Ying City.
Xiao He's life was arranged by Jing Jiu according to his Master's order. The two of them often communicated with each other, and they had a good relationship. Moreover, he and his wife were from the same clan.
"It's been more than five hundred years. I think it will fade away a bit. Besides, it's such an important matter that I can't feel at ease if I don't see it with my own eyes."
Gu Qing combed his fluttering white hair behind his back and made it into a Daoist bun with an ebony chopstick. His movement was casual, but it was natural and graceful.
Empress Hu knew that Jing Jiu had made up his mind, so she said no more, "You should go back to Aoyama in a few years. Even if you don't become the sect master, it's quite comfortable to be the great grandmaster on the Shenmo Peak. There's no need to stay on the ocean, exposed to the wind and the sun."
Gu Qing had achieved a high level of Cultivation, but he looked so old. It was obvious that he did it on purpose.
She had never mentioned it before, but she was aware of his intention. What she said was a response.
Gu Qing was aware that she didn't want him to see her old appearance before her death. "I don't like you because you're young," he said with a faint smile.
Hundreds of years later, Jing Jiu's words of love were more effective than before.
Empress Hu spat a bit bashfully.
It was then that Zhen Tao walked out from the cabin after lifting up the curtain. She happened to hear what Gu Qing said. Seeing her move, she sneered, "What a pair of adulterous lovers."
Empress Hu let out a smile and held her hand, saying, "I've asked the West Mountain in Suzhou to send some fresh loquats to the East Ocean. I'll peel them for you."
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The godly boat arrived at Penglai Island before it arrived in Chaotian.
In the meantime, at least hundreds of godly boats arrived at the harbor of this large island from all over the ocean, which was famous for its divine wood and shipping.
Gu Qing led his two wives off the boat and walked toward the harbor. Listening to the conversations of the boatmen on the way, he found out that the fairy lady hadn't been seen on the ocean for many years.
He thought that he couldn't be as heartless as his Master.
As they arrived at a fairy residence on Penglai Island, the boatmen from the other lands came to report to them one after another.
With the help of the Cultivation circle in Chaotian, the godly boats traveled more than ten times faster than they had five hundred years ago. Those foreign lands that had only existed in the legends had gradually become the objects in front of them, and they had become the appendages of Chaotian.
For that important event, the West Wind Continent and a few other continents and large islands had sent many rare resources to Chaotian, using the godly boats of Penglai Island. It was one thing for the boatmen to report to Gu Qing; in the end, the states would pay the bills themselves, or the Aoyama Sect would make the final arrangements.
The Aoyama Sect had always made the arrangements for this kind of event.
Gu Qing said seriously, "It's an honor for Penglai Island to participate in such an important event. Don't pay; otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the King of Godly Boats."
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In the end, the King of Godly Boats of Penglai Island didn't get a penny.
Zhen Tao didn't eat the rumored loquats either.
It was not because Empress Hu didn't keep her promise; it was because their boat didn't land at the East Ocean.
A few years ago, when Gu Qing brought them back to Chaotian to attend the funeral of Xiao He, the boat traveled too fast and didn't stop. As a result, the cliff wall outside the Heavenly Well was damaged. To ensure that the Underworld energy of the Underworld wouldn't leak out, Shui Yue Nunnery and the Guocheng Temple had spent a great deal of effort. Even the Underworld had sent someone to help. As a result, nothing bad had happened.
Because of this, Shui Yue Nunnery was very angry at Gu Qing; he didn't allow his boat to land at the shore.
Of course, both the disciples of Shui Yue Nunnery and the people on the godly boats knew the real reason why Shui Yue Nunnery was angry at Gu Qing.
It was because he had abducted the most talented and promising female disciple of Shui Yue Nunnery.
Looking at the Cliff of the East Ocean getting farther and farther away, Zhen Tao felt a bit sad.
It had been more than five hundred years. Were the seniors and sisters in the nunnery still unwilling to forgive her?
"Don't worry. When the Nunnery Master dies in a few years, nobody will dare stop you from coming back," Empress Hu comforted her clumsily.
Zhen Tao knew that she didn't mean it in a bad way, so she couldn't get angry. Instead, she laughed out loud.
The godly boat didn't go far to the south before it reached the shore. The monks of the Guocheng Temple had been waiting for them at the dock.
Gu Qing handed the important matter on the boat to the current Chief Monk of the Instruction Hall, and then he didn't pay any more attention to it. He went ashore with his two wives.
The Chief Monk of the Instruction Hall looked at Empress Hu, hesitating to say something.
Empress Hu also hesitated to say something. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "He still doesn't want to see me?"
Her situation was even more troublesome than Zhen Tao's.
Zhen Tao could wait for the Nunnery Master to die, but she didn't want to.
Gu Qing patted her shoulder, saying, "Let's go back to Aoyama first."
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