Chapter 56: A Place for Music Appreciation
Chapter 56: A Place for Music Appreciation
"Divinity?"
"What divine thought?"
"Why did that monk leave his divine consciousness on me?"
Feng Budu had no doubt about Qin Baiqing's words. He jumped up and down, looking for traces of divine thoughts on his body, his voice a little broken.
He said, "My intuition is the most accurate. I have practiced for so many years without making any mistakes. How could I suddenly go crazy and wrongly accuse a monk?"
What kind of goodies are these? They are all evil monks with beastly hearts in human form!
After a brief moment of panic, he calmed down and looked inward, turning himself inside out, trying to find any trace of his divine consciousness.
But that person is Jindan after all.
Even if he suppressed his cultivation, his spiritual power was far superior to Feng Budu's. He had no clue and could not find it.
Finally, I could only ask Qin Baiqing for help, "Can you tell where it is? Is there any way to take it out? After taking it out, I will take you to find a natural spiritual treasure..."
He completely threw away the reserve he had briefly possessed in front of Qin Baiqing, clasped his hands together and looked at Qin Baiqing, "Please."
"Oh..." Qin Baiqing grabbed the place where she had just poked, took out a wisp of struggling consciousness, and shook it curiously in her hand.
She looked into the eyes of the divine consciousness and frowned as she thought about how to deal with it. However, the divine consciousness suddenly became stronger, causing Qin Baiqing to subconsciously loosen her hand. The divine consciousness instantly flew in front of her and penetrated into Qin Baiqing's body along the center of her eyebrows.
"Not good!" Feng Budu panicked, "It's going to attack your sea of consciousness, find a way to get out of it!"
But it was too late. Just as Feng Budu was about to grab the divine consciousness, the last ray of light of the divine consciousness completely disappeared in Qin Baiqing's mind. Then, the breath in Qin Baiqing's body suddenly became disordered, and was contaminated with the smell of strange divine consciousness.
Feng Budu nervously observed Qin Baiqing's reaction, ready to rescue at any time, but he watched helplessly as his spiritual power weakened in Qin Baiqing's body, and finally his breath completely disappeared into thin air.
From beginning to end, her breath never leaked out, and her sea of consciousness was calm and peaceful.
That ray of divine thought disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean.
"......?" Qin Baiqing looked at Feng Budu in confusion, as he looked extremely nervous. There were obvious question marks in his eyes. She didn't understand why he was so nervous.
"Your spiritual consciousness..." Feng Budu stared at the center of her eyebrows and saw that there was indeed no sign of damage. He seemed to understand something.
She was only a five-year-old child and had just started practicing cultivation. Even magic weapons could not protect her consciousness so well.
The only explanation was that her consciousness was connected to a powerful being and was being securely protected.
This thigh!
Feng Budu stared, then nodded seriously, becoming more confident.
He thought Qin Baiqing was already the thickest thigh in the world, but he didn't expect there was an even thicker one behind!
Feng Budu was now more confident than ever before. He no longer hesitated and turned around with Qin Baiqing, heading in the direction where Zhu Fu had just disappeared.
To say they weren't on the same route would be a lie...their routes were almost exactly the same.
Looking at the scenery along the way, Feng Budu saw that he met more and more monks, and even suspected that they were going to the same place as he was going.
He had only taken a quick glance before and had never met a monk. This time, he did not expect that the holy land that Zhu Fu mentioned was actually his destination!
Most of the monks on the road were dressed like Zhu Fu, and they did not have the same weird feeling as Zhu Fu, but Feng Budu was afraid and kept his distance from them.
No matter how curious Qin Baiqing was, she had to suppress her eagerness and refrain from greeting these people.
There was another flash of spiritual light around them. This time, a group of monks passing by were riding on a gourd-shaped magical instrument. Their robes fluttered in the wind, and they stood still in the wind, like compassionate rocks. They passed by Qin Baiqing and the others... There were so many more monks.
Qin Baiqing was bored to death. She felt that if she continued on her journey in silence, she would die of loneliness before she reached her destination.
“Feng Budu,” she tried to enlighten Feng Budu, “Not all monks are bad people, don’t…well, let me think about it.”
She couldn't remember the story about the well and the rope for a moment, but her limited knowledge didn't allow her to think of any other stories that could comfort people, so she became even more confused.
Why make things difficult for a five-year-old illiterate girl!
After a long while, Qin Baiqing finally managed to utter, "You can't dislike all monks just because of one bad monk. Not all monks are like Zhu Fu."
"I know," Feng Budu responded without turning his head. Like every parent who doesn't want to listen to their child, he brushed Qin Baiqing off, "We're almost there. You should take a rest first."
"How annoying." Qin Baiqing muttered to herself, clenching her fist towards Feng Budu's back in dissatisfaction, thinking that this man was relying on his age to not listen to her.
She was extremely shameless, sitting on the flying sword with her legs swinging. When she saw a group of people robbing below, she threw a ball of spiritual power down, leaving behind potholes all along the way.
"Wo Ri...God's punishment?"
"Robbery is no longer an option these days? Did the Immortal King Mountain Range take action?"
"..."
The people below were bombarded with explosions. Qin Baiqing above had already stopped and stared at another monk with wide eyes, "Feng Budu! Look, another Zhu Fu!"
He looked over and frowned after seeing who it was. He saw that this monk who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as Zhu Fu, but he no longer had the strong feeling of discomfort he had just had.
That just now...
Feng Budu pondered for a moment and began to doubt whether the person just now was someone else pretending to be him.
Just as he was deep in thought, they arrived at their destination in a blink of an eye. The two of them did not have time to greet Zhu Fu who suddenly appeared, and the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.
"So this is the so-called place where Guanyin appreciates music." Feng Budu thought thoughtfully.
I saw a winding path in front of me, and a long and narrow valley appeared in front of two stone peaks.
The valley is narrow and steep, but at first glance, the most attractive thing is the three stone peaks in front and behind.
The first time she saw Shi Feng, Qin Baiqing instantly understood what Guanyin's appreciation of music was.
On one side, there were two stone peaks with strange shapes. The former was pointed at the top and wide at the bottom, with the top like a handle. Qin Baiqing thought of the so-called listening to music, and the more he looked at the stone peak, the more he felt it was a pipa, and the waterfalls on it were the strings of the pipa.
Behind the Pipa Stone Peak is a huge mountain that looks like an old monk. Holding the pipa in his hand, it really looks like the old monk sitting upright, plucking the strings with one hand and holding the instrument with the other, playing silently.
"This is Qu Feng." Qin Baiqing understood.
She nodded thoughtfully, her eyes fixed on the slender Guanyin Peak opposite, which looked like Guanyin with its palms clasped together, facing the old monk and listening. She added, "Is this the Guanyin who is listening to the music?"
"Yes," Feng Budu took two steps back and made way for Qin Baiqing.
What followed was the whistling sound of the wind that fell into Qin Baiqing's ears, which turned into an indescribable divine chant.
(End of this chapter)