Chapter Sixty This Is Your Legacy

  Usually the most honest Da Liang Shen Xiu Ming, unexpectedly was the first to inquire about the meaning of "Fanyuan" and "Dao Yuan", and shared with his companions excitedly during dinner.

  Since Zhou Ping challenged Xiao Qiu, the dining hall was in an uproar for the first time. The disciples were all gathered together discussing heatedly, except for a few people like Zhou Ping who frowned and ate their meal, occasionally glancing at Xiao Qiu, attributing the disciples' unruly behavior to his previous provocation.

  "Those who cultivate the Tao can also get married and have children. Before obtaining the fruit of the fallen star, it is a mortal bond; after that, it is a Taoist bond." Daliang almost forgot to eat his meal, "Mortal bonds and Taoist bonds are also called emotional karmic debts. All Taoists will experience one round, only those who can cut off their emotional ties with the wisdom sword can ascend to a higher level."

  "Shen Gang's parents must have been destined by Tao Yuan, isn't Yang Du Jiao the Hui Feng Master of Xing Luo Boundary?" Shen Hao guessed.

  "It's really not." Da Liang shook his head, looked around and lowered his voice: "I've specifically inquired about them, they're ordinary people who have never crossed the tribulation, relying on special means to reach the Starfall realm, but it's destined that from now on, they won't be able to obtain a higher Dao fruit."

  "Then let's cut off worldly relationships first, and wait until our cultivation has made progress before continuing the Daoist relationship, isn't that fine?" Shen Hao thought that Sheng Geng's parents were not clever enough.

  "How can it be that simple? It's impossible for both predestined relationships and karmic connections to occur between the same two people. The wise sword cuts off emotional ties, cutting them off, how can they be continued?"

  Mufei Huang has been quiet lately, and his position was taken over by Guan Jinwu, also known as Shunzi. He said with a hint of surprise: "Isn't this just like having two wives? If we were in our hometown of Yelin Town, people would look down on us."

  "What do you know?" Dalang indeed got the facts straight, "The Taoist priests have powerful magic, and they don't need to personally take action, using their avatars instead. The objects of their affections are usually ordinary people, who can't see through it at all. This is called 'using emotions not bodies', in order to avoid being polluted by mortal men."

  "It turns out it can be like this." Several little friends clicked their tongues in wonder, "What about Shen Geng's parents...?"

  "Shen Gang's parents made a mistake, both were Taoist practitioners, but they tied up worldly bonds, and as a result, they couldn't cut them off, and it has continued to this day, for many, many years. It is said that the masters of the sect all feel regretful, with their talents, they could have achieved higher Dao results."

  Everyone finally understood a bit, Guan Jinwu smiled and asked Xia Qiu, who had been silent all along: "Xia Qiu, what kind of fate do you plan to tie with Fangfang?"

  Xiao Qiu looked at the curious and envious eyes, scratched his head, "Don't you guys cultivate the Heavenly Law? With a troubled mind and not eating, why are you so interested in Luanjing Mountain?"

  "What we're talking about isn't Luanjiao Mountain, it's you and Fangfang. Right, you two are both cultivating, so you should form a predestined relationship." Shen Haofei insisted on asking to the end.

  "We're not there yet." Dalang interrupted, "Everyone knows what mortal fate and karmic fate are, let's eat quickly, Little Autumn is going to climb the mountain later, we still have evening exercises to do."

  Everyone then picked up their rice bowls, chewing thirty-six times per mouthful. The first few mouthfuls were a bit out of rhythm, but soon became consistent. Xiao Qiu ate somewhat perfunctorily, but what he was thinking about wasn't mortal fate, the Tao, or Fangfang, but rather Feng Popo. He looked up at his companions, wanting to speak but hesitating.

  After dinner, Xiao Qiu went to find Xin Yutao.

  The prince of Western Xia sat on the bed with his head tilted, seemingly asleep but not quite. When he found someone entering, he hastily straightened up and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away the saliva from the corner of his mouth, saying discontentedly: "Knocking on the door before entering is the most basic etiquette..."

  Xiao Qiu turned around and knocked on the door twice, "I still want to ask you a few more questions."

  Xin Yutao slightly furrowed his brow, "Do you think I'm someone? Your military advisor? You have so many followers, why don't you ask them?"

  "I don't want to delay their practice, but you're free." Xia Qiu's gaze fell on Xin Yu Tao's mouth.

  Xin Youtao wiped his mouth again, only to find that there was no saliva, and he felt a bit annoyed. He immediately raised his chin again, proudly waved his hand, and said, "I have a talent that you don't have, I don't need to study hard, after a while, it will come naturally."

  A small porcelain bottle fell from Xin Yutao's leg onto the bed. Xia Qiu took a look and felt it was somewhat familiar.

  Xin Yutao hastily moved the porcelain bottle behind him, coughed twice, "What else do you want from me? I said it's all in vain, you didn't take my words seriously. I told you that the Shens are going to keep you firmly in the position of ordinary disciples, but you inexplicably went mountain climbing. Can this improve your status?"

  "Do you want me to go and challenge Shen Yi and Yang Du for no reason, then become demonized with hatred?"

  Xin Yutao was said to have hit the nail on the head, and hummed softly. Mu Xiangqiu was a bit smarter than he had expected, but that was all. "Anyway, you have to admit that what I said makes sense."

  "Of course, so I've come again to ask for your guidance."

  "There's no need for further discussion, I've said all I needed to say, you can leave now."

  "What I want to ask has nothing to do with Shen Gang."

  "Oh? No wonder you can't follow the natural order, your curiosity is too heavy, and you love to meddle in other people's business." Xīn Yòutáo sat up straight, using a grown-up tone to criticize Xiǎo Qiū, but his eyes also clearly showed a hint of curiosity.

  "Do you still remember that blue magic flower?"

  "Of course." Xīn Yòutáo suddenly became vigilant, thinking that Xiǎo Qiū was going to settle the score, "I reminded you at the time not to touch it, but you didn't listen..."

  Xiao Qiu waved her hand, "I was thinking, why did that magical flower bloom in front of Feng Popo's courtyard? Why did Pang Shan Zong Shi discover our danger from thousands of miles away? Most importantly, why did Feng Popo leave after living in Ye Lin Town for over a decade?"

  "What's the origin of this wind blowing granny?"

  "She is a disciple of Luán Jiāng Shān, named Fēng Rú Huì."

  Xin Yutao responded with a relaxed tone, "It's normal to wait for ten years. The nine major Daoist sects will send some high-ranking Daoists to reside in various places within the Shengfu Huang Dynasty. Some are there to recruit disciples, others to monitor demons, and some simply want to seclude themselves. As long as they don't interfere with mortals, it's fine. As for that Feng Ruhui leaving at the last moment, he must be afraid of the demon kind."

  Xiao Qiu had also thought so before, but the words about mortal fate and Taoist fate gave him a new insight. "It seems that it's not just that, Feng Popo and Pong Shan Zong Shi... they seem to have some connection."

  "What relationship?" Xīn Yòu Táo was perplexed and did not understand.

  Xiao Qiu recalled the scene of his first entry into Lao Zu Peak's Wu Zong Hall a few months ago. The head of the Secret Department, Zuo Liu Ying, said to Ning Qiwei through a female attendant: "I hope that when the sect master makes a decision, he will not be influenced by Feng Ru Hui."

  "They had a karmic connection in the past," Xia Qiu said and added, "That's just my guess."

  "If that's really the case, it would be interesting." Xīn Yòu Táo suddenly jumped to the ground, not even wearing shoes, pacing back and forth, his whole face seeming to glow with excitement. "Fēng Rú Huì is a disciple of Luàn Jīng Shān, she wouldn't come to Páng Shān's territory to select disciples. The moment the demon appeared, she disappeared ahead of time, which means this isn't her mission either. That only leaves the possibility that she's in hiding."

  He stopped and looked up, thinking for a moment, "A pair of old acquaintances, Ye Lin Town, Demon Species, what a coincidence. Is that Feng Ruhuo from Luanshan Mountain an extraordinary beauty?"

  A short and stout kind old lady.

  "That's what it means to be young and beautiful... Master Zong's taste... Does Feng Ru have any special interest in the Wild Forest Town?"

  Xiao Qiu thought carefully, "She rarely comes into contact with people in the town, Fangfang seems to be very familiar with her, yes, Feng Baba introduced us to Xijicheng and said that there is an old sister of hers who can rely on."

  Xin Yutao sat back on the bed, falling into silence once again. He propped up his cheek with his right hand and thought for a long time, "I have a bold idea."

  "You said."

  "The Ye Lin Town was secretly unknown, a place where two people would secretly meet in private. But somehow this matter leaked out, and the demon kind invaded. Its true purpose wasn't you few children, but rather Feng Ru Hui, or even the Sect Master himself. As a result, you all jumped into the net and took the hit for them. The Sect Master felt guilty, so he brought you back to the mountain. Who knows, maybe even the Dao Root was given to you by him."

  This guess was indeed a bit too bold, Xia Qiu shook her head, thinking it was impossible, and provided some more details. "That night after you left, we met another Taoist priest who came from Ye Lin Town, riding a donkey, wearing a tall hat, not very tall, but with a long face. It was he who told us that the people of Ye Lin Town had all been taken away by the demon kind."

  Mentioning the talisman master, Xin Yutao understood even more, "Not tall and with a long face... I don't remember there being such a talisman master in Dashao Town, anyway he's not important. The sect master of Pangshan and Feng Ruhui of Luanzhu Mountain... haha, it's really interesting."

  Xiao Qiu's interest wasn't here, "I wanted to ask for your help in analyzing whether Feng Ru Yue and Zong Shi... already knew that the Demon Clan would invade Wild Woods Town? Especially Feng Po Po, she has lived in Wild Woods Town for at least ten years."

  "The Taoist and the demonic forces are like fire and water, if we had foreseen this earlier, we should have set up a trap to capture all of the demonic forces at once, instead of watching them take away a group of ordinary people, you're thinking too much."

  Xin Youtao leaned against the bedding, waving his hand to send off the guest: "You'd better continue climbing the mountain, one Shenzhou is already unattainable for you, how dare you suspect Zongshi and Luanzhu Mountain? Do you think you are the future ancestor of Daoism?"

  Xiao Qiu was about to leave when she suddenly pointed at a small porcelain bottle on the bed that had been forgotten, "Isn't that the Wujie Qingmu fragrance?"

  Xin Yutao hastily grabbed the porcelain bottle, "Mind your own business, there are plenty of these things in Xijicheng. You can't use them up, and for me, it's like eating a meal...it doesn't violate any rules..."

  Xin Yutao hastily explained, and Xiaojian tentatively said: "This is the gift you gave to Zhang Lingsheng, and you stole it back!"

  Xin Youtao was taken aback, Xiao Qiu smiled and stood up to leave. Xin Youtao chased after her, shouting: "Zhang Lingsheng using it is simply a waste, originally... I told you, mind your own business."

  Xiao Qiu didn't think about meddling in other people's business, he went mountain climbing as usual, but today his heart was heavy with worries. As a disciple of the Pong Mountain sect and one personally brought back by the sect leader himself, having doubts about the sect leader seemed ungrateful and disloyal. But Xiao Qiu was no longer the young shepherd boy from several months ago in Ye Lin Town. Meng Yuanhou's "Rebellion Against Heaven" had inspired him, and Xin Youtao's lectures on differences in social status had also had a profound impact on him.

  When he was climbing the mountain, his mind was all about Feng Popo and Ning Qiwei, forgetting to calculate the distance. When he suddenly came to his senses, he found that the height far exceeded usual, and immediately felt breathing difficulties. He hurriedly slid down, pulling vines along the way to slow down the speed. By the time he returned to the ground, his heart was racing.

  That night, Xia Qiu didn't sleep well because of Lin Du's negative attitude. The twenty-nine female successors with gloomy faces were indeed eerie. Xia Qiu had never discussed the nameless discipline with anyone and tried to forget them, but Luan Jing Shan and Feng Popo brought back memories from the depths of her heart.

  He dreamed of the wind granny, that face full of wrinkles gradually became younger, more and more like one of the female successors of the unknown department, only without sadness on her face, but instead showing a few points of determination and pride. She was speaking, but there was no sound. Xia Qiu recognized it for a while before realizing that the other party was repeating a sentence, which was in sharp contrast to Lin Du's previous reminder.

  "This is your legacy."

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