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Master Candelabra and Zhang Ruochin passed each other by, walked into the pavilion, sat down, and added freshly picked peach blossoms to the pot on the brazier.
The teapot, made of clay, is boiling water.
Zhang Ruochin followed and said, "They all came for the reason of Qinyin, each wanting to master the power to deal with the Ancestor."
After returning to the Sea of No Mind, Zhang Ruochin sent out the message about the cause of Qin's disappearance.
Of course, to the outside world, he only claimed to have the divine ability of "burning together with Lan Ai."
All cultivators in the world, even those who have attained the realm of a demigod, live under the shadow of the Ancestor. None have a strategy to counter him. Even attempting self-destruction of their divine source is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
This feeling of powerlessness, the stronger a cultivator is, the more unbearable it becomes.
The news of the great divine power "Lan'ai Tongfen" naturally attracted a lot of attention. Everyone knows that since Zhang Ruochin revealed this, he was looking for a master for Qin.
I am asking all cultivators of the world, who dares to die
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The combined flames of the Lan, Ai, Tong, and Fen clans, fueled by the power of the qin and the cultivators themselves, could incinerate everything. This terrifying force was even something the ancestor had to fear.
Recently, more than ten Venerable Ones and half-sages have visited Zhang Ruochin.
The Master of Residual Lamps asked, “Have you already sent out the lute of cause and effect”
Zhang Ruochin shook his head and said, "The reason I spread the news and allowed powerful figures from all sides to come to me was to cover up the truth."
Zhang Ruochin said: "The purpose of publicizing this is to let all the ancestors restrain themselves and not act recklessly."
With a knowing nod, the Buddhist master lifted the steaming teapot and poured Zhang Ruochin a cup of floral tea. "So, who have you chosen as the owner for the Qinyin Not this humble monk, I hope"
Zhang Ruochin said, "Master, are you willing to burn with the ancestor Lan'ai"
"I refuse!"
"Only those cultivators who have confidence in impacting the realm of the Ancestor wouldn't want to," said Master Canshen.
Zhang Ruochin pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, among the cultivators who visited me, someone persuaded me, and I have made a decision to give the reason qin to him."
"Who" the Master of the Dim Lamp asked.
Zhang Ruchen said: “White Clothes Valley, Angry God Venerable. He said that he is the son of the Unmoving Mingwang Venerable and the most qualified person to inherit this divine ability. He also best suits this divine ability and has the greatest chance to arouse this divine ability before the Ancestor. Other Venerables or even half-ancestors might not have been able to trigger this divine ability and would have already died at the hands of the Ancestor.”
"The master of the residual lamp remained calm and collected, saying: 'This is indeed an advantage that others cannot match! But why haven't you sent the reason qin out'"
Zhang Ruchen said: “It’s not time yet! In addition to the divine ability of Burning with Lan Ai, Qin has another divine ability called Returning. I want to find a master for this divine ability first!”
"This divine ability, this old monk can accept." Master Chan Deng smiled.
"Don't be ridiculous! If you take off your monk's robes, even the Ancestor wouldn't stand a chance against you. Why bother with such supernatural powers"
Zhang Ruochin raised his cup, and three or four crystal-clear petals floated on the surface of the noodles. He took a sip and said, “So fragrant, such a familiar taste. Yun Qing, where is your father”
"Every year when the peach blossoms bloom, my father said he remembers someone, but he forgets who it is and what they look like. He only knows that every year the flowers bloom, there's always a nameless melancholy." Yunqing said.
Zhang Ruochin frowned, unsure whether to be happy or sad for him.
That year, on the disillusioned star sea, the peach blossom died a terrible death. It's better to forget it happened.
He seemed to have done it, yet he seemed not to have done it.
"What about you Have you forgotten too"
"Father-in-law refers to my mother" I only have that figure in the depths of my memory, a familiar yet strange shadow. I want to draw it, but I can't." Yunqing said.
"Back then, you were still young and wouldn't remember. That's perfectly normal."
Zhang Ruochen let out a long sigh.
Life is a journey filled with tears, laughter, triumphs, and moments that seem to matter. It feels as though we leave our mark on the world. But in reality, all things are fleeting illusions. After death, there is nothing left.
Zhang Ruochin, carrying a teapot, walked alone to the top of the hill and saw Ale sitting under a tree, gazing at the sky.
It seems as if I am gazing at the azure sky, watching the trails of white clouds; or perhaps, I'm lost in thought, reminiscing about bits and pieces of the past.
Zhang Ruochin said: "The flowering period of peach blossoms is fleeting, lasting only ten days. But they are magnificent and brilliant, with fragrance spreading for hundreds of miles, everywhere a splash of intense ink. When next spring's warm wind arrives, the peach blossoms will still bloom for you."
After a long time, A-Le seemed to have recovered his life and said, "Are you leaving"
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"That's just these few days," Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen sat down with A Le leaning against him and said, "To others, I'll say that I will definitely come back. To you, I'll be honest, perhaps I won't return."
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"What's the deal Murder" A-Le said.
Zhang Ruchen said, “This time is different, I need you to save someone.”
"Who are we saving" Ale asked.
Zhang Ruochin said, “I don't know! You think who should be saved. As for the qin, I leave it to you. No one would guess that I would leave it to you, so that you have a chance to use it. After using it, send the qin to Baiyi Valley.”
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The tea in the pot, all spilled onto the ground.
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Zhang Ruochen rode a divine wood small boat, along the San Tu River, heading towards the underworld.
No need to rush, the speed is slow.
The majestic and solemn Nether City stood on this land.
On the battlements, flags fluttered in the wind, their red banners like flames against the gray stone. The city walls, built of brick and iron, seemed impregnable. Within the city's gates, grand palaces rose like towers, each topped by a shrine or temple dedicated to some deity.
Eight million halls where wind and thunder rage,
Corpses and ghosts build a city of the underworld.
This Nether City was forged by the Corpse Nightmare and Ghost Mother for the Underworld Ancestor, forming one of the four parts of the Underworld Ancestor's divine realm.
Zhang Ruochin had already comprehended the principles contained in the remaining three parts: the Nether Sea, the River of Hades, and the Kingdom of the Underworld. the Wood Spirit Treasure Body. At least you need to cultivate into the Water Spirit and Wood Spirit ‘Dual Spirit Treasure Body’, using the Wood Spirit True Qi to awaken the vitality in the soil, and...