A life of clearness

Chapter 65 Su Xing'er

Rong Qing discussed all matters concerning Baishi Temple with Dugu Zhi in a low voice.

Now the real Baishi Temple is in Rong Qing's hands, and the Baishi Temple left in Cangliuzhou is not of much value in Rong Qing's eyes. The only pity is the quiet room hidden at the bottom of the valley. It is connected to a spiritual stone vein, which is an excellent place for recuperation or retreat. However, with the death of Yun Tong, the method to open the quiet room was also lost. Even if Rong Qing has any ideas, they have to postpone their realization.

If Dugu Zhi could practice, Rong Qing would be more inclined to support him in managing Baishi Temple. However, the problem was that Dugu Zhi was good in every way except that he had no spiritual roots. If he was forced to be the master of the temple, how could the disciples be convinced? Even if Dugu Zhi was Yun Tong's biological son, it would not work.

"If you want to use Baishi Temple as your rear base, I can help you with some chores." Dugu Zhi tapped the wheelchair armrest. "If you just want to take some resources, you can also make some plans. In terms of status, you are the master of the temple. In terms of strength, others dare not object."

Rong Qing knew that Dugu Zhi had a point. However, "I still need to think about it." Her eyes were tired. There were many ways to deal with Baishi Temple, but it was still quite laborious to sort them out. The top priority now was to restore his strength to normal levels as soon as possible within a limited time, and even digest the insights gained from the previous battles.

How could Rong Qing let herself miss such an opportunity as "Kai Tian" that even Daozi Chuyuan valued. Getting a place was just the first step. The important thing was to comprehend the Dao rhyme and set a target for the Spiritualization Stage.

Although, it is difficult...

Even in Cangliu Island, this statement seems a little vague due to the lack of precedent.

"Don't worry about me." Rong Qing looked at Dugu Zhi, "Your problems are much more serious right now."

"Oh?" Dugu Zhi's expression did not change much. He just lowered his head and waited for her words.

"I don't practice medicine. I have no idea how to heal mortals. I will go out and find some food with less spiritual energy for you. Your body needs rest and food. The food here is for cultivators. It is impossible to say that there is no spiritual energy at all. The most important thing is," Rong Qing whispered, "Your problem is that your vital energy has been forcibly extracted. This is a great harm to cultivators. The extraction of vital energy directly affects lifespan. Even if I find vital energy and provide it to you, it does not mean that your lifespan can return to normal levels."

It is always easier to destroy than to heal.

"I can only entrust this matter to you." Dugu Zhi nodded, "Zhong Xiu trusts you the most. I trust you too."

"Really..." He smiled bitterly. "Don't tell Ah Xiu about this for now."

"Don't worry. I've always kept my mouth shut."

When Zhong Xiu pushed open the door and came in, she saw Rong Qing and Dugu Zhi both turning around to look at her.

"?" She touched her face in confusion.

After such a long time, her red eyes should have returned to normal. Zhong Xiu was afraid that Rong Qing would find out that she had cried, but she was also afraid that she wouldn't find out.

"Are you tired?" Rong Qing did not ask what Zhong Xiu had said to Chu Yuan.

After Rong Qing said this, Zhong Xiu finally felt tired. The sleepiness that emerged from the depths of her soul made her blink her eyes and want to fall asleep on the spot.

"Come here." Rong Qing took Zhong Xiu's body and let her lie flat on the wooden couch. She also took off Zhong Xiu's coat and covered her with it.

As soon as Zhong Xiu's head touched the soft pillow, he couldn't resist the sleepiness. He closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep with the fragrance of the wooden couch lingering in his nose.

"Hey, hey, what about me?" Dugu Zhi said with a smile.

"You have a way, I believe you." Rong Qing returned the words.

"Ha, I still can't hide it from your eyes." Dugu Zhi manipulated the handles of his wheelchair skillfully, and soon the backrest was folded down, just right for him to lie on his back. "Luckily you are here, otherwise I would not be able to get up by myself."

"Don't worry." Rong Qing sighed. Seeing that the two people were sleeping but actually in a coma, she pursed her lips, turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

Rong Qing went to the lowest-end market. Only the food there had the lowest spiritual energy content.

The spiritual stones had been greatly damaged in the previous battle. Her robes, flying sword, and the boy in her palm were all lost. Rong Qing's gains were counted: Yun Tong's body and golden elixir, the non-word prohibition, and the understanding of the battle. Most importantly, she got the Baishiguan. Even though she hadn't had time to study it in detail, she could still sense that it was extraordinary.

Yun Tong's flesh and golden elixir were obtained because he had agreed to a condition in Fu Zi Shu. Now he still needed two flesh and golden elixir.

The non-word prohibition was Rong Qing's realization in the mirror. From then on, Rong Qing realized one more high-level prohibition.

In addition, Baishiguan's ability to escape combined with Rongqing's soul possession technique is even more effective.

So, if we talk about the gains, there are quite a few.

Thanks to the map that Yun Tong had given her, Rong Qing would not have been able to find this small market so easily.

Because it was too simple to be a market, more like a few random stalls. Even the location was very hidden, Rong Qing had to transfer through several teleportation arrays before arriving here, which was located at the very edge.

The market in the alley was very quiet. There were a few stalls here and there. Some of the stall owners were gone, and they only used very simple prohibitions to protect the goods.

Even the Qi-cultivating monks with some wealth would not come here, because most of the things here are useless. This place is probably where the monks with the least money and the lowest cultivation level in Cangliuzhou gather.

Rong Qing looked around, wanting to find a stall that sold food even if it wasn't a restaurant.

"Sister!" Suddenly a little girl's voice sounded crisply, even with a hint of childishness.

Hmm? Rong Qing lowered her head when she heard the voice.

Sure enough, a girl in a gray dress, about six or seven years old, swiftly climbed down from the wall and ran to Rong Qing's side. She looked up at Rong Qing and said, "My name is Xing'er, and I know all this area. Just tell Xing'er what you want to find, and she will take you there right away, saving you time."

Xing'er smiled sweetly after she finished speaking. Her eyes were very moist on her palm-sized face.

"Then how much do you want to get paid?" Rong Qing thought of Jia Jia and her eyes softened.

"Just one low-grade spirit stone is enough." Xing'er stretched out her index finger and compared.

"Okay." Rong Qing nodded and glanced at the Qi training cultivators around her. They all looked uninterested and dull. "I need some grains and vegetables. The less spiritual energy, the better. Xing'er, do you know where to get some?"

Although there is less spiritual energy, this is the only downside to this kind of spiritual food. There is absolutely no other toxins.

"I know!" Xing'er was obviously delighted. "I have it at home. Whatever you want to eat, I can make it right away."

Rong Qing didn't expect to find it so quickly. However, this was exactly what she wanted. Xing'er was eager to make money, and she was also eager to get the spiritual food to feed Zhong Xiu and Du Gu Zhi.

Rong Qing's tense expression suddenly relaxed. "That's great. Please lead the way, Xing'er."

"Ahem." Xing'er tried to keep a straight face, hiding her smug expression, like a little adult. She looked up and said, "Come with me." Then she took two steps instead of three, and ran to the wall she had climbed down, fearing that the customer would find her slow and lose the business.

She waved her hand, removed the ban on the door, opened the door and welcomed Rong Qing in.

The yard was small, but very tidy. It was almost entirely occupied by the medicinal field, with only a rough path made of stones. Rong Qing took a quick look and could tell that the medicinal field was carefully taken care of. There were low-level medicinal herbs, and even earthly medicinal materials were cultivated.

"My father and I live here." Xing'er pointed to one of the side rooms.

A middle-aged man, who had apparently heard the noise, opened the door and walked out. He looked to be at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, which was considered pretty good for a person of the lowest level of cultivation.

"Dad." Xing'er laughed and threw herself into the arms of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man patted Xing'er's shoulder lovingly, then bowed to Rong Qing and said, "My surname is Su, and I am the second child in the family. If you don't mind, you can call me Su Er."

"You are too polite, fellow Daoist. I am only at the foundation-building stage, so how can I be called a senior?" Rong Qing said in a gentle voice, "My last name is Yu, so we can just call each other fellow Daoist."

"This..." Su Er smiled and agreed under Rong Qing's gentle gaze. "Well, I've taken advantage of you. What do you want? I have some connections here, so I can help you find out something."

"Dad, Sister Yu is here to buy food." Xing'er answered quickly.

Su Er smiled and tapped Xing'er's forehead, "The guest hasn't spoken yet, and you know so much." His tone was full of doting.

Xing'er pursed her lips.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, there really is no restaurant here. I wonder if you have any special requirements for this spiritual food?"

"The less spiritual energy the ingredients have, the better. Just make vegetable porridge for two people." Rong Qing thought about it, fearing that they would refuse because the profit was too small, and added: "Xing'er said that you can make it now? I can pay ten low-grade spiritual stones."

Su Er smiled and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Yu, don't worry. As long as you come to our door, you are a guest. We will accept this order. And the spiritual stones will not cost so much. Why don't you go to the kitchen to check the ingredients first? If you are satisfied, I will invite you to the study to rest for a while. After the vegetable porridge is ready and you have tasted it, it will not be too late to settle the spiritual stones."

Su Er's proposal could not be more thoughtful. Rong Qing readily agreed to it.

(End of this chapter)