ATPnovel Chapter 151 Departure
Chapter 151 Departure
mountain top.
Standing among the many Zeng family cultivators, Zeng Yuchai, with a hint of joy on her face, said in a melodious voice, "Welcome back home, Ancestor..."
"Haha, the younger generation can all disperse now."
Zeng Qingye waved his hand with a booming voice, leading the two Dao Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Zeng family back to his cave. After activating the formation, his expression finally relaxed. His aura weakened instantly, his Daoist robes unfurled, and from his chest down, he was reduced to bare white bones!
It's unclear why, despite having half a skeleton body, it can still move around normally.
"Ancestor?"
The other two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Zeng family were deeply saddened upon witnessing this scene.
"That 'Dead Bones Azure Flame' is incredibly powerful. Wu Qishen deliberately threw it out before he died, clearly wanting to take someone down with him... Of the three of us, Xuanlu has the best movement technique and stayed far away, so he dodged it. Yuan Bukong was the most unlucky. He cultivated [Well Wood], and the moment he was touched by this flame, he instantly turned into a skeleton, his immortal foundation dissipated, leaving only a piece of 'Scorched Tail Wood,' which is neither too big nor too small, making it a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object..."
Zeng Qingye looked at himself and laughed, "My luck is neither good nor bad. Although I tried my best to avoid it, I was still tainted by that emerald fire and lost half of my Dharma body... My lifespan has been greatly shortened, and I suppose my time to pass away is not far off."
"Ancestor..."
Both Dao Foundation Establishments burst into tears, and one of them stammered, "Where is the Heavenly Spirit Fire?"
They also cultivate [Zui Fire], and theoretically have the potential to absorb spiritual fire and become cultivators of different fires.
"You bastards! Who are you? What are your backgrounds? How dare you dream of consuming a strange fire?"
Zeng Qingye roared in fury: "Our family's internal history records countless outstanding figures and remarkable individuals throughout history... all of whom succumbed to greed and became resources, keys, and elixirs in the hands of the upper sect... After my death, the Zeng family will be in your hands, and I fear it will face utter ruin!"
"Ancestor, we dare not..."
Zeng Qingye, a true patriarch in both cultivation and seniority, treated the two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators like grandchildren before slowly saying, "That Venerable Sangji of Wusheng Temple is a great figure destined to become a Dharma King... If we don't present this treasure to Wusheng Temple, what good will our fate be?" "To tell you the truth, the appearance of that 'Dry Bones Azure Flame' attracted no less than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators. Everyone looked at each other, bewildered... They only dared to guard the fire, waiting for Miaofeng Mingzi to arrive personally, respectfully offering the fire, watching Mingzi take the spiritual fire away..." Zeng Qingye finished with a cold laugh: "In this Xituo region, if there are truly good things, if no one knows about them, they can keep some to themselves. But if they know about them and don't offer them to the masters, wouldn't that be courting death?"
He added in his mind, "Even if I get a treasure in secret, I have to consider a thousand times whether it's bait or a hook... I'm really terrified of fishing..."
Wusheng Temple.
Fang Qing stared at the clay pot in front of him.
The bowl was entirely yellowish-brown, with a wisp of blue flame in the center and thousands of green specks of light surrounding it, like fireflies dancing in the air.
"They actually got it back?"
He was surprised. He had thought about it a thousand times and assumed it was some kind of scheme or a treasure trap.
In the end, after Miao Feng's visit, none of the Dao Foundation cultivators dared to disobey in the slightest and respectfully offered up the fire.
"Haha... Don't you even know who Buddha is? When Buddha becomes a disciple, even a little bit of his wealth will be enough for them to enjoy for ten lifetimes..." Miao Fengmingzi laughed heartily, extremely pleased with himself.
Seeing his foolish appearance, Fang Qing could only sigh inwardly, "Having connections is really advantageous..."
"This fire belongs to the [Indoor Fire] category and cannot be contained by wood... It has a strong affinity with my White Bone Path. By refining it with Sanskrit rituals and supplementing it with fire offerings, it can prove the 'White Bone Heart' and the 'Red-faced withered bones'..."
Miao Shan, however, was more clear-headed than Miao Feng. She put her hands together and said, "As for this fire, we can only wait until the Master comes out of seclusion to distribute it..."
There are risks for Dao Foundation cultivators in refining the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, but once they reach the Purple Mansion level, there are no such difficulties.
Even if they are not fire-element cultivators, using this fire when facing an enemy is still a good tactic.
Fang Qing glanced at it a few times, his eyes flashing: "I see this fire is extremely violent, so perhaps we should use the 'Fire Ribbon' to subdue it..."
"On what grounds?"
Miao Feng sneered, "This is something I worked hard to obtain... Fang Shuimingzi, you're going too far by trying to take the credit for yourself so easily."
"So what if I'm the leader of the Five Bright Ones?"
Fang Qing smiled faintly and asked in return.
He didn't want to fight for the "withered bones and green flames," but rather to find a reasonable excuse to leave in the future.
Being ostracized by the other four Mingzi and Mingfei, and leaving in anger, is a reasonable development.
Anyway, if Sangji dies after becoming a Dharma King, then let's not talk about anything else.
But if he succeeds in becoming a Dharma King, he can testify for himself at will, for example, by giving his family a secret mission, such as going out in secrecy... That's why Fang Qing sat idly by while Miao Feng was hostile to him, and even before Sang Ji went into seclusion, he didn't let him leave any Dharma decree.
"Haha...Master appointed you as the leader of the Five Bright Disciples? Then why didn't he take you to observe the Silver Crow's Testimony?"
Miao Feng laughed three times and looked at Qingjing Mingfei.
This woman was his closest friend, and they had acted together before. She immediately spoke up: "This fire is precious, a spiritual object close to the Purple Mansion level. We need Master to come out of seclusion before we can decide. Until then, it's best if we keep it together..."
Of the five bright sons and bright consorts, Miaoshan had always been in charge of worldly affairs, but she was the most obedient to Sangji. At this moment, she hesitated: "Master's order has indeed not been revoked..."
Miao Feng was extremely anxious and immediately looked at Miao Shui Mingfei, secretly transmitting her voice: "Miao Shui... this water was specially crafted into the 'Miaoquan Pure Bottle,' which shows that she is a lecherous and audacious person who is eyeing you..."
Miao Shui sighed: "This matter...it is indeed best to wait until Master comes out of seclusion before discussing it."
"Haha... Good, you guys are very good."
Fang Qing, filled with grief and indignation, rode the Fire Rakshasa Bowl and flew directly out of Wusheng Temple: "Since you don't acknowledge me, then wait until Master comes out of seclusion, and then we'll talk... I'll be waiting to see you!"
"snort!"
Miao Feng was overjoyed: "Haha... I've finally driven this person away. Once Master comes out of seclusion, let's see how I complain!"
Miao Shan's expression shifted: "The guardian deity reports that Fang Shuimingzi went to the treasure vault and took away many treasures..."
"Write it down, write it all down... This is all evidence of this person's embezzlement!"
Miao Feng shouted, his disapproval growing.
What kind of cultivation do they want, Mingzi?
Moreover, the true spirit is in the master's hands; no matter how hard one tries to escape, it cannot.
The thought of his family becoming the future abbot of Wusheng Temple and receiving exclusive favor from his master filled him with immense joy…
idiot……
A gentle breeze blew as Fang Qing rode the Fire Bowl, feeling immensely pleased.
The cicadas sense the coming of autumn before the wind blows. If he waits until everyone realizes that Sangji's hopes are slim before leaving, not only will he attract a lot of attention, but he might not even be able to leave at all.
"Even if going out now is still considered an inauspicious omen, at least I can stay in Xituo County for now and don't have to go back to Wusheng..."
"Perfect timing, let's go check on the Fang family, and maybe even try to get some money from them while we're at it..."
The Zeng family.
When Zeng Yuchai saw the Fire Bowl descend, her cheeks suddenly felt a burning pain.
She dared not be negligent and immediately knelt down: "Zeng Yuchai of the Zeng family respectfully welcomes the arrival of Prince Ming."
"Why isn't Tseng Aoba here?"
Fang Qing swept his divine sense and saw two Dao Foundation Escape Lights flying over, and immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Mingzi, please forgive me... My ancestor was injured in the destruction of the Wu family and is currently in seclusion to recuperate..."
"A Zeng family member said with a forced smile."
"Alright... Buddha has flown all the way here and is looking for a place to rest. Whatever good wine, food, spiritual items, and spiritual water you need... bring them up as soon as possible."
Fang Qing, with an arrogant expression, walked into the Zeng family's main hall.
Zeng Yushan, the head of the Zeng family, readily agreed and hurriedly went down to order people to prepare a feast.
They also prepared singing and dancing girls for Fang Qing's amusement.
Just as Fang Qing was enjoying himself, another Dao Foundation cultivator from the Zeng family held a letter, his expression shifting between light and dark.
"Brother, what's wrong? Is this person not right?"
Zeng Yuchai waited to the side, asking with concern.
"It's not that it's wrong... but this Mingzi was originally the leader of the Five Mingzi, and it seems that she was driven out because of the internal strife at Wusheng Temple... Sigh, why does my family always encounter this kind of thing? Perhaps it's because my family offered the Heavenly Spirit Fire to Miaofeng Mingzi, and this Mingzi is resentful and deliberately makes things difficult for us..."
Zeng Yuchuan looked troubled: "Although our family always obeys Miaofeng Mingzi's orders, this person is absolutely not to be offended... Sigh, the big shots above are fighting them, why are we being dragged into this? Now that my second brother is with that Buddha, you go down and give the order to tell my family to keep their tails between their legs and not give him a chance to cause trouble... Otherwise, the clan law will be established for him!"
His expression was cold as he spoke. Zeng Yuchai knew that this elder brother was truly capable of killing when he got angry, so she hurriedly went down to pass on the order... "Haha... Come on, have another drink."
At the banquet, Zeng Yushan accompanied Fang Qing, but Fang Qing indulged in unrestrained behavior, reveling in wine and women.
"That Miao Feng would be more than happy if I didn't go back..."
"After all, in his view, with the Five Mingzi fighting amongst themselves, who would dare to kill whom? If I went back and used my position as a pretext, he would feel like he had a bone stuck in his throat... "The current situation is just right."
"I'll travel around Xituo for now, and when the divination results are clear and show an auspicious sign, I'll make my escape..."
Fang Qing rarely relaxed, so he held a grand banquet for several days in a row. He also asked the Zeng family for offerings, went into the Zeng family's treasury, and took whatever he wanted, leaving the Zeng family with no way to express their grievances.
On this day, feeling restless, he suggested going to Zengjia Town at the foot of the mountain for a stroll.
"Master, Master... There are only ordinary people and minor practitioners at the foot of this mountain, who are afraid of offending their master."
Zeng Yushan hurriedly chased after him, forcing a smile.
"Haha, you don't need to worry, and you don't need to follow me. I'm just going to take a stroll and see which benefactor is wise and has a karmic connection with Buddhism." Fang Qing waved his hand, rode the Fire Bowl, and landed at the foot of the mountain in the town.
Zeng Yushan couldn't stop him, so he could only sigh and watch Fang Qing leave, secretly pleased: "Down the mountain are all tenant farmers and outsiders... surely they won't harm my Zeng family, will they?"