nashuaworldcup Chapter 199: He's not going to learn the sound attack technique of first conquering himself.
Chapter 199: He's not going to learn the sound attack technique of first conquering himself.
Zhong Chun was delighted and showed Zhong Lingxin around the second floor of the Nine-Story Pagoda before going off to choose a place to revive herself.
Huanhuan volunteered to protect him, wanting to give some of her illusion magic to Zhong Chun.
Lele was not to be outdone. He could transfer a portion of his Illusory Heavenly Fire into Zhong Chun's body. After Zhong Chun was resurrected, he would directly possess the Illusory Heavenly Fire, which would make it very convenient for him to refine weapons.
Xiaoxiao also transferred a wisp of her lightning essence into the Immortal Spirit Jade. After Zhong Chun was resurrected, he possessed a lightning spirit root and could kill indiscriminately.
Zhong Chun asked with some concern, "Xin Xin, I've heard that people with thunder spirit roots can't refine weapons or pills, and can only draw thunder talismans or set up formations. So I can't help you in the Immortal Spirit Continent."
Zhong Lingxin nodded: "That's right, but it doesn't matter. I remember you said that the four arts of immortals are not bound by spiritual roots, so you can help me refine weapons when you get to the immortal realm."
Zhong Chun hesitated for a moment when she thought of all the fragments of magical artifacts piled up on the first floor.
Zhong Lingxin smiled and urged him to hurry up and revive. With such a good opportunity and such a good physique, it wasn't a big deal that he couldn't help her refine weapons for the time being. Besides, he still had his experience and skills; he could teach her.
Zhong Chun was deeply moved. He kowtowed to Zhong Lingxin and then turned to set up his resurrection array.
His millions of years of pain and resentment vanished completely at this moment. He vowed that every day from now on, he would follow his master, dedicate himself to him, and do his utmost.
Zhong Lingxin didn't think that much about it; Zhong Chun was already hers. She was always generous to her own people and would never play tricks on them. If she could give them the best, she would give them the best.
The thriving nine-story pagoda pleased her greatly.
She praised Peach Blossom and her friends again and again, until Peach Blossom's face flushed with rosy hues, and all the fruit growing on the peach tree swayed in the wind.
Zhong Lingxin sat under the peach tree, took out her phoenix zither, and played the "Silent Soul" melody over and over again.
Now that she has reached the Nascent Soul stage, she can learn the second chapter of the "Silent Soul" melody, "Soul Illusion".
Before her master ascended to immortality, she always wanted to spend more time with him, so she focused more on practicing the "Soul-Slaying Sword Technique" and less on playing the zither.
Her master ascended to heaven, and she was very happy, but she was also very sad. The music of her zither carried her sorrow, and she played the "Silent Soul" piece again and again.
She was moved to tears and wept uncontrollably.
Huanhuan and her friends all kept their distance from her.
The music was so disturbing that they felt like crying.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Lingxin spat out a mouthful of blood, causing the Phoenix Zither to wail mournfully.
Huanhuan leaped behind Zhong Lingxin and slashed at the back of Zhong Lingxin's head with her little claws, knocking her unconscious.
Xiaoxiao came over, picked up Zhong Lingxin, and said dejectedly, "Seriously, she can get so absorbed in playing the piano, I really admire her!"
Lele retorted, "What do you know! This is Xinxin's selflessness practice. Haven't you seen how fast Xinxin is improving? In just a few days, she's already mastered the middle section of 'Silent Soul'. When she encounters an enemy, she'll be slaughtering them like crazy!"
Huanhuan nodded vigorously in agreement.
Xiaoxiao remained silent. He didn't understand sound attacks, but he certainly wouldn't learn a sound attack that first defeated him.
Zhong Lingxin slept for three days straight.
During those three days, she dreamt that her master told her he was waiting for her in the celestial realm. She also dreamt of her grandmother smiling kindly, telling her that life is a journey, and she should just keep walking step by step. She also dreamt of her mother and father, both telling her to cultivate diligently and not to waste this precious life…
Huanhuan, Lele, and Xiaoxiao watched over Zhong Lingxin, who was sleeping very restlessly. They fed her several spirit-replenishing pills and discussed whether to wake her up with spiritual spring water. They also said they should freeze the spiritual spring water first.
When Zhong Lingxin woke up, she heard her three friends talking about the ice spring water.
Zhong Lingxin broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, none of her three friends had ice spirit roots, otherwise the ice spring water would probably have already splashed on her head by now.
Seeing Zhong Lingxin wake up, her friends were so excited they almost cried: "Xinxin, little Xinxin, you can't scare us like that again! Our old hearts almost stopped!"
Zhong Lingxin took the cup of spiritual spring water Huanhuan handed her and drank it, thinking to herself, "This must be the spiritual spring water they were discussing freezing." She smiled and asked, "How many days has it been?"
Huanhuan quickly replied, "It's been three days."
Zhong Lingxin stood up.
Judging by the time she's spent in the Nine-Story Pagoda, it must have been five or six days.
It's time to go out.
If we don't set off to find the Long family soon, the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao will be frantic with worry.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhong Lingxin stepped out of Qingliang Palace, she saw that resentful face in the sky.
Zhong Lingxin smiled, changed into male cultivator's attire, went to the mission hall to accept a mission to collect spiritual herbs, and then left the Qingyun Sect.
She first went to the market and Qingyun City for a stroll.
In recent years, the Qingyun Sect has been developing well, and consequently, the market and Qingyun City have become much more prosperous, with many cultivators from other sects coming to these two places to open shops.
Seeing the endless stream of customers at Lingbao Shop, Zhong Lingxin smiled and left via the teleportation array.
Over the past few decades, several more groups of disciples from various sects have entered Dragon Island.
It is said that the spiritual energy on Dragon Island is becoming increasingly abundant, and the remnant souls are almost completely wiped out.
The restrictions on cultivators' cultivation levels are gradually disappearing, and some Nascent Soul cultivators have already entered with the help of magical treasures.
More and more cultivators are wanting to go in and mine.
It is said that more than a dozen mineral veins have been discovered on Dragon Island.
Zhong Lingxin is going to seal Dragon Island away.
Regardless, she had promised the Celestial Dao that she would train a guardian for him, so she had to leave the guardian enough cultivation resources.
The spiritual veins on Dragon Island must not be exploited any longer.
When Zhong Lingxin arrived at the entrance to Dragon Island, she saw that a large market had already formed there.
All the businesses selling remnants of treasures from Dragon Island are thriving.
Another group of cultivators emerged from inside, all smiles, clearly having gained a great deal.
On the other side, tens of thousands of cultivators, fully equipped and ready to go, looked at the emerging cultivators with envy and eagerness.
Zhong Lingxin felt a mix of emotions.
On the one hand, she was happy that these monks had all obtained treasures.
On the other hand, she also felt sorry that the spirit mines and remnants of treasure on Dragon Island had been mined away, leaving the Dragon family with fewer and fewer resources.
She took out the Immortal Spirit Token, waved it gently, and entered Dragon Island.
The entrance to Dragon Island is already lush with greenery, and the richness of its spiritual energy is comparable to that of the Immortal Spirit Continent.
Two months later, although the spiritual energy inside had decreased, it was not by much, and it was even more concentrated than some remote small cultivation cities.
Several groups of monks, chatting and laughing, were coming out of there, making plans to come in again in the next batch.
Zhong Lingxin went inside for another month.
This time, she saw a remnant soul.