As soon as she heard that Ling Fei was a disciple of Kunlun, Zhou Qing's eyes lit up and her mind turned with thoughts. The secret cultivation method of Kunlun was passed down from ancient times, and if Zhou Qing could obtain it, it would be extremely beneficial to her. Cultivators were not invincible, unless they had reached the highest realm of practicing the divine and returning to emptiness, reversing their physical body, and thus could live forever. Otherwise, even if they had reached the stage of transforming their spirit, they could only live for another two or three hundred years at most.
But to cultivate to the Returning Void stage is not easy, in hundreds of years, there are many who have reached the Realm of Spiritual Transformation, but none have reached the Returning Void. Unless one encounters a great and rare opportunity, they must cultivate seriously and properly, at least for five hundred years or more. Humans are not like demons, although demons are also not immortal, their lifespan is at least ten times longer than humans.
Zhou Qing's lifelong wish was to break through to the realm of returning to emptiness in his lifetime, in order to seek longevity. This is also the dream of every cultivator. Cultivators are people who compete with heaven for time.
As for the Shu Shan Sect, Zhou Qing didn't have a good impression, but rather had a grudge, so it wasn't good to get too close to that empty and arrogant Xū Mó. Because Zhou Qing and Shu Shan had a lot of unsettled scores, although the other side didn't know about them. But getting too close would make it difficult to turn against each other in the future, plus Shu Shan's swordsmanship was progressing a bit too quickly, but later on, it wouldn't be easy to break through, not following the gradual and steady path. Zhou Qing had already lost interest.
In the conversation of the three, Zhou Qing also learned a lot about the cultivation world. For the first time, he had a complete understanding of China's cultivation world power distribution, sects and factions. It can be said that he benefited greatly. When Ling Fei and Xu Jian asked about the situation of overseas scattered cultivators, they were all evaded by Zhou Qing with "We Tian Dao Sect only focus on closed-door cultivation, never interacting with outsiders".
In the conversation, Zhou Qing inadvertently revealed his appreciation for the Kunlun Sect and his fondness for Ling Fei, saying that he must go to Mount Kunlun to pay a visit. Xū Jiǎo was secretly anxious, but Ling Fei was overjoyed: Our Kunlun's reputation is indeed going to surpass Shu Mountain's! Even overseas loose cultivators know that Kunlun is a notch higher than Shu Mountain. After all, the world's cultivators are mostly from the two sects of Xian and Jian. Of course, they know our Kunlun's mighty name!
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhou! Our Shu Mountain's elder has long been in awe of the profoundness of Tian Dao Sect's Dao methods. Why don't you come to our Shu Mountain and stay for a few days? We can discuss Dao methods together. Your cultivation is deep, and I, Xu Jian Kong, would like to learn from you. This is our Shu Mountain's token; wherever you go in the world, if you show this token, our disciples will be happy to help you. Although your cultivation is high, living abroad for a long time, you must not be familiar with worldly affairs. I hope you won't decline!" Xu Jian Kong handed over the token in his hand.
"No gifts for no reason, not for traitors or thieves!" Zhou Qing cursed in her heart. Seeing the two men's extremely enthusiastic appearance, she knew that they didn't have good intentions, although she wasn't sure what they were up to. She also vaguely sensed that Xū Jiǎo was trying to win her over. Zhou Qing had no good feelings towards Shǔ Shān, but one doesn't hit a smiling face, let alone when the other party is giving gifts? Since he claimed to be an overseas loose cultivator, she might as well play along.
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"Ah, Daoist friend is too polite," Zhou Qing said with a smile. "Since you've invited me so warmly, I shouldn't delay any further. This time I came to the mainland to take care of some small matters. Once those mundane things are settled, I'll naturally go to Mount Shu and stay for two days. The sword path of Mount Shu is astonishing, and I want to broaden my horizons. It won't be a waste of my trip to the Central Plains." Zhou Qing had already become immersed in his role, and he was full of admiration for his own acting skills: "I didn't know I had such talent for acting!" Who knows what thoughts were running through Zhou Qing's mind? He took over the palm-sized, silver-glowing, smoke-cloud-flowing strange token, and his hand sank: "Good grief! This thing weighs at least a hundred or so catties. It's actually made of Xuan iron, and Mount Shu is truly a wealthy and powerful place - even their tokens are made into magical artifacts."
The front of the token is engraved with two large characters, "Shu Mountain", in silver and iron paint. The iron bones are strong and powerful, but they have lost a bit of the elegance of the sword fairy. On the back is a pair of crossed swords, one green and one purple. It goes without saying that this must be the mountain-guarding treasure of Shu Mountain, the Purple Yuan Sword and the Green Suo Sword. Zhou Qing was an expert in appraising objects, and with just a glance, he knew that this token was a small, inferior magic treasure. Inside it contained a unique sword energy, which could not be imitated.
At the same time that Zhou Qing admired the grandeur of Shu Mountain, Ling Fei was worried sick. The empty sword sent a token, but he didn't have anything similar to send. Among the young disciples of Shu Mountain, Xu Kong was considered the highest, and also the eldest senior brother. In recent years, the older generation had all gone into seclusion to cultivate, and the master of Shu Mountain had handed over most mundane matters for him to handle, with a hint of intention to pass on the position. It could be said that Xu Kong's status in Shu Mountain was second only to the master. He basically had control over major and minor matters. As long as Xu Kong broke through to the Hua Shen stage, it wasn't impossible for Qing Xiao Lao Dao to immediately pass on the position.
Ling Fei's status in Kunlun can't compare to Xiao Jianqing, and above him is still Yi Yunzi. Moreover, there are many masters in Kunlun, even if the position of the leader were to be passed down, it would never fall to Ling Fei's head. If something needs to be done, Master or Master Shu can help, but Kunlun's affairs aren't for him to decide.
Xu Jian's sword flashed out, and Ling Fei felt like he had a million forces at his disposal but nowhere to use them. He was anxious in his heart: if Zhou Qing were pulled over by Shu Shan, then he would truly have no room for maneuver. With Hua Guang's help from the Divine Transformation expert, it would be like adding wings to a tiger. Killing a few late-stage demonic creatures with ease would be a great achievement. By that time, his position would be solidified, and it would be difficult to overthrow him.
Zhou Qing looked at him and knew exactly what Ling Fei was thinking. He still wanted to get the secrets of Kunlun from his mouth! How could he let this big fool go? At that moment, they coincidentally met and chatted for a while. Zhou Qing agreed with Ling Fei to visit his family in Shu Mountain after settling the matter. As the sky began to brighten, Zhou Qing bid farewell and transformed into a beam of light, shooting up into the air. Seeing their host leaving, Xū Jiāo Kōng and Ling Fei also forgot about their animosity towards each other. They exchanged some pleasantries before dispersing in all directions.
Although Xū Jiàn Kōng was not satisfied, Zhōu Qīng agreed to Líng Fēi's request. However, upon further consideration, he thought that this matter couldn't be rushed. As long as Zhōu Qīng arrived at Shǔ Shān, it wouldn't be too late to keep him there. But under no circumstances could he be allowed to get along with Kūn Lún. A high-ranking expert in the Huà Shén period wasn't someone to be trifled with; there were only a few dozen of them in the entire Chinese Daoist community, including the older generation. Today, they had established a good relationship, and it would definitely bring benefits in the future.
The vast ocean, boundless and endless, sometimes calm and peaceful, with sunshine and clear skies, seagulls flying in flocks, whales breaching the surface, truly a divine painting. But at other times, dark clouds gather, thick fog swirls, visibility is near zero, followed by towering waves, turbulent waters, lightning flashing, thunder booming, devoid of any vitality. In an instant, it transforms into a hellish landscape. The infinite variability, even in today's scientifically advanced world, humanity still finds it challenging to fully explore the secrets of the ocean. After all, human power is limited, while nature's creative force is boundless.
In the center of the Pacific Ocean, there is a sea area of hundreds of miles in diameter, which is shrouded in thick fog all year round. Nothing can be seen, and even nearby passing ships will disappear without any reason. Governments of several countries that have lost ships have sent special investigators to investigate, but the fog is too strange, and no scientific instruments can detect the phenomena inside. People who enter it become dizzy and disoriented, unable to find their direction, let alone explore what's going on inside. Over time, some scientists explained it as being due to the Earth's magnetic field, cosmic rays, and other reasons, so nobody paid attention to it anymore.
But at this moment, a faint blood light rushed down from the horizon and fell onto the surface of the sea, stepping on the rolling waves, revealing its figure. Wasn't it Tianxuan Blood Demon that Zhou Qing met in the Monster Alliance?
