Chapter 29: The Vibration of Air

  Both of them grasped one arm each and flew towards the northeast, heading straight for Laozu Peak, leaving behind a courtyard full of children who were filled with reverence and fear.

  At the entrance of Laozu Peak's Taiyuan, Meng Yuanhou put down two young men. "I'll send you off here. If you can still stay in Pong Mountain, remember this: don't cause trouble under my nose again. I'm not that easy to talk to."

  Meng Yuanhou turned around and disappeared on the spot. Xin Yutao was very dissatisfied with his attitude, "He's just a nameless monk, does he need to be so arrogant? It's as if he's the master of Pong Mountain."

  Xin Yutao's eyes met with Xiao Qiu, and they both hummed a sound at the same time, turning their faces away, neither of them paying attention to the other.

  A young Taoist priest of similar age walked out, saw Xia Qiu and immediately smiled, "You're here again. How many Taoists haven't even been to Laozu Peak in their lifetime? You're good, you haven't even started practicing formally yet, but you've come twice already. What kind of trouble have you gotten into this time?"

  "He had a fight with him," said Xia Qiu, it was this little Taoist who brought him into the stage last time, with an attitude of being close and answering every question.

  "Is this trivial matter worth the master's attention?" The little Taoist scratched his head, "Wow, you really are a disciple brought back by the master himself, and even a fight can stir up Laozu Peak."

  Xin Youtao felt neglected and stepped forward, saying: "May I ask the Taoist friend's surname and given name? My surname is Xin, my name..."

  "Xin Yutao, I know you," said the little Taoist.

  Xin Youtao was delighted, "Really? Before coming to Pong Mountain, my father king specially instructed me not to show off, remember to keep a low profile, discuss Taoism without distinguishing between nobility and commoners, cultivate Taoism without distinction of precedence, the royal family's children are the same as ordinary people here."

  The little Taoist looked up and down at Xin Yu Tao, "Hmmm, looking at the way you're being beaten, indeed there's no difference from ordinary people."

  Xin Yutao awkwardly raised his hand to cover the bruise on his face, and in his heart, he hated Shen Huan and Xiao Qiu even more.

  Laozu Peak is a solitary peak in Pong Mountain, not the highest but the steepest, straight into the clouds. Although there are ring-shaped mountain stairs, they are rarely used and only those with high spiritual power can bring them, ordinary Taoist practitioners do not come here at all.

  The temple is located at the top of the peak, with a solitary gate and no walls on either side, surrounded by tall and strange flowers and trees that form a natural barrier.

  The temple halls are built along the mountain, layer upon layer, with a sense of rhythm and harmony. There is no main road that runs through the entire complex, only small paths that lead in all directions. Without guides, outsiders can easily get lost.

  Xiao Qiu came once, the deepest impression is that the trees here are tall and thick, can't see the top when looking up, and look like a wall when looking closely, often blocking the way, and have to make a big circle to get around. In comparison, the buildings here are magnificent, but not particularly exaggerated.

  Xin Yutao felt even less impressed with the Taiwan Institute, and was even a bit disappointed. "The old ancestral peak is where the Pongshan Daoist sect built its tower, I thought it would be so much different from others, but it turns out to be similar to the rear garden of our Western Xia King's Palace, just with taller trees."

  The little Taoist glanced at him, "Fierce beasts move stealthily, phoenixes hide their bodies, only those without skills like to show off, the nine major paths are all about the same, none of them stand out."

  Xin Yutao pouted and didn't make another sound, thinking to herself that she needed to curry favor with the Sect Master and the First Seat, and it wasn't worth arguing with a lowly Daoist who was just leading the way.

  The temple halls are quite many, but there aren't many people. Along the way, I only met five or six Taoist priests, all of whom were in a hurry, as if they had urgent matters to attend to.

  At the entrance of a separate small courtyard, the little Taoist stopped and said to Xin Youtao: "This is the Precept Department, you go in to pay respects to the Law Enforcement Master, Xiao Qiu follows me."

  Xin Yutao was greatly surprised, "Wait a minute, Master only summoned him? Not listening to my explanation?"

  "You go and explain to the law enforcement officer." After that, the little Taoist led Xia Qiu to continue on their way.

  Xin Yutao was initially annoyed, but soon became excited. He went up the mountain to deal with a fight. The lower the position of the person he met, the less serious it seemed. Mu Xiangqiu going to see the sect master would be more bad than good.

  Xiao Qiu's heart was also filled with anxiety.

  Unlike Shen Huan, he didn't have an uncle to consider, nor was he like Da Liang Shen Xiu Ming and others who had no particular fear of being homeless. However, he hoped to become a Five Elements Master like Li Yue Chi, willing to pay any price for it. If he were to be expelled from the mountain just because of a fight, that would be too much of a loss.

  Back to the old place, Xiao Qiu was sent to Wuzutang again. He walked forward with his head down and suddenly bumped into something. When he looked down, he saw a small, ugly creature that resembled neither a pig nor a deer hugging his ankle and biting it fiercely. Its teeth were as small as grains of rice, but its bite was quite strong.

  Xiao Qiu was in a bad mood, lifted her leg and kicked it away. The little beast rolled out far away. "What thing? It looks so ugly."

  The little Taoist priest's eyes widened in shock and his face was full of astonishment, for a moment he didn't know what to say, after a while he said: "You can see it?"

  Xiao Qiu gazed at the small creature that had flipped over and was about to pounce on him again, "Isn't it just there? Like a small deer without fur, or maybe a little pig that has just rolled around in the puddle."

  "You haven't even opened the passage, how could... " The little Taoist shook his head, "But whatever you do, don't let the Head of the Forbidden Department see you treating the Qilin cub like this. He likes these things more than human life."

  "Is that a Qilin?" Xia Qiu was shocked, quickly took a few steps back, avoiding the mischievous little beast, and felt even more that Zuo Liu Ying was a strange person.

  Xiao Qiu did not attract all the first seats this time. In the Wuyu Hall, there were only two people: Master Ning Qiwei and First Seat Zuo Liu Ying. Of course, there were also two female attendants who spoke on his behalf.

  Due to the small number of people, the Wuyutang appears very empty, and all the couches have been put away. Only a censer is placed in the middle, with smoke swirling up and quickly disappearing. Ning Qiwei and Zuo Liuqing stand on either side, back to back, seemingly strangers, and appear extremely interested in the table in front of them, but there is nothing on it.

  The little Taoist stayed outside, and Xiao Qiu walked in alone. The door closed just in time to block the galloping Qilin calf.

  Ning Qiwei's expression didn't change, as if she hadn't heard anyone come in. Zuo Liu Ying turned around and beckoned to Xiao Qiu.

  Xiao Qiu would rather deal with Zong Shi, but he had no choice and could only walk towards the head of the Forbidden Department with a hard scalp, deliberately making some noise with his shoes to attract Zong Shi's attention. Ning Qiwei still didn't move, this time, he completely handed over the child who had been invaded by the demon species to Zuoliu Ying.

  "Recite the incantation." A female attendant said, although it was an order, a faint smile floated on her face. Xia Qiu still remembered that last time it was another female attendant who spoke for Zuo Liu Ying, and now she was standing indifferently beside their master.

  "Wrong or omitted." Xia Qiu read it out loud.

  The waitress waited for a moment and shook her head. "No, it's like what you did at the foot of the mountain, let the spell take effect."

  "It sometimes works and sometimes doesn't. Wrong or weak, I guess." Xia Qiu read it again, but still no magic came out.

  The waitress walked up to Xiao Qiu and bowed slightly, saying in a low voice: "You're Mu Hangqiu, right?"

  "Hmm." Xia Qiu had a feeling that the waitress was speaking her own mind at this time, rather than speaking on behalf of Zuo Liu Ying.

  The female attendant smiled, "In Pong Mountain, it's not allowed to lie, especially since you haven't started cultivating yet. Any of the masters can easily enter your mind and take out your most secretive thoughts without exception. So, try again."

  The maid stood up straight, raised her right hand and placed it beside her cheek, then a small flame appeared, suspended in front of Xiao Qiu, looking very weak and not very threatening. "I'll help you out."

  Xiao Qiu's heart was racing, he didn't quite understand the meaning of the waitress's words, what "entering the heart" and "taking out thoughts", but he knew this must be some kind of magic spell that he couldn't resist at all.

  He concentrated his mind, staring at the flames, imagining himself fighting with Xin Yutao, "Wrong or weak, don't." he said.

  A small block of air surrounding the fireball trembled slightly, weakly like a sigh, and suddenly the fireball burst, sparks splashed, and disappeared before landing.

  Ning Qi's eyes shot out a gaze that was even more intense than flames as he suddenly turned around.

  The action was faster than the left stream of English, and the fireball had just burst out with his right arm, his palm pressed on Xia Qiu's head, the two were clearly seven or eight steps apart, but he instantly arrived, Xia Qiu couldn't even blink.

  He turned his head to shake off the grasp, but Xiao Qiu's palm on his forehead seemed to be sucked onto his skin, not moving at all. Instead, something was flowing out of Xiaoyu's brain, making him feel light and airy, as if his feet were about to leave the ground.

  "Let me go!" Xia Qiu shouted loudly, but he only opened his mouth without making a sound, and then he lost consciousness, with his hands hanging down beside his legs, expressionless, like a life-sized puppet made of cloth, at the mercy of others.

  "You're using the Heart Control Technique too early." Ning Qiwei showed a hint of dissatisfaction, "He's just starting to ignite his Dao foundation and hasn't formed an inner elixir yet. Doing it this way may harm him."

  The apathetic maid spoke up, "Can't give the demon any chance to prepare."

  Ning Qiwei didn't dwell on this issue, he agreed to let Zuo Liuqing clarify the truth, and naturally couldn't intervene too much. "I'm surprised that Lin Xiao didn't even discover the anomaly of this curse, he reported that it was just a useless mad phrase."

  This time it was the smiling waitress who passed on the message, but she didn't convey the master's meaning verbatim. Instead, she made some slight changes: "You can't blame Lin Daotong; ordinary people all think that all the magic in the world is within the Five Elements. He couldn't have thought of or detected a spell outside the Five Elements. Moreover, this spell was too weak and could only resist the lowest level of magic. Even on Laozu Peak, it would be difficult to detect."

  "Outside the Five Elements?" Ning Qiwei's expression changed again, but as a master of the Pongshan Sect, even if his heart was churning with waves, he wouldn't reveal it too obviously. "Who made the curse take effect? Mei Chuanan or this child?"

  Different answers will lead to vastly different results. If the problem lies with Xiao Qiu, then the only reasonable explanation is that the Devil's Seed was not completely eliminated. He and the other eight young men from Ye Lin Town are all dangerous individuals who must be dealt with as soon as possible.

  If Mei Chuan'an really said a unique curse before his death, then Zuo Liu'ying and Ning Qiwei committed a great mistake back then, harming a promising elite disciple of their sect.

  Zuo Liu Ying withdrew her palm, and Xiao Qiu was still unconscious.

  "Wrong or weak." Zuo Liu's lips moved silently, reciting the incantation left behind by his apprentice. The air in the entire hall shook slightly, as if a small earthquake had occurred, but the ground did not shake at all, and immediately returned to normal. The two maids felt dizzy for a moment, and their faces revealed shock. This magic was not powerful at all, but its effect was something they had never seen before.

  Ning Qiwei narrowed his eyes, as if seeing through everything.

  "It's Mei Chuan An." He indeed saw through everything.

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