Chapter 141 Old Days 3 Qing Palace
Chapter 141 The Old Sanqing Palace
"Headache."
"What kind of crappy formula is this? You must have remembered it wrong, old man!"
"Woo woo... Feng Budu is your man, what did you do with the broken immortal platform? It's not fun to watch immortals fighting each other."
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When the clouds and mist dissipated, the surrounding scene changed drastically. Qin Baiqing covered his splitting headache and groaned on the bed, muttering to himself and greeting the people around him.
But no one responded.
She then looked up blankly, and after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, she was stunned again, and her head hurt even more.
My head is confused and I am at a loss.
"Old man?" She tried knocking her head, but found that not only was there no response, but she could not contact the Three Pure Ones small world at all. The aura of the three gods was gone, and the small world also completely disappeared in Qin Baiqing's body. She could no longer feel the existence of the small world.
The body felt empty, as if the existence of the small world was just an illusion.
All that was left on his body was a magnificent golden elixir cultivation.
"Oh hoo..."
Qin Baiqing felt something was wrong and tapped her wrist again, only to find that it was also empty. The noisy void disappeared out of thin air, and everything on her was gone.
She looked at her wrist in silence for a long time, but there was no sadness on her face. She just stared at her wrist with a strange expression, feeling that something was wrong.
Then he jumped out of bed, looked around, and found that his vision seemed to be much higher than before.
Until this moment, Qin Baiqing's smile gradually widened. With a vague premonition in her heart, she rushed towards the water mirror in the house. In the clear blue mirror, she saw a smart and graceful girl.
The girl looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but her figure had grown taller, and she appeared in the water mirror like a tender willow branch, slender yet flexible.
There was still some baby fat on his cheeks, but his proud and arrogant character was already showing.
Qin Baiqing tried to move, blinked and looked at the person in the mirror blankly. A pair of dark and sharp eyes in the water mirror flickered, and immediately dispelled her arrogance. Her whole temperament changed and naturally merged with Qin Baiqing's young mind. The girl smiled brightly.
"I'm so beautiful..." Qin Baiqing was already dizzy.
She held her face in her hands and stared at the girl in the mirror, finally understanding why her wrists looked so thin and long, and why she felt a little afraid of heights the moment she stood up.
After a good sleep, I grew up like this!
"As beautiful as mother," Qin Baiqing shook her head and took pictures again and again with pride, unable to extricate herself from her future beauty. With shining eyes, she said, "It will grow like this, exactly as I imagined!"
She immediately forgot about her strange situation, put the strange room out of her mind, and thought about how she could keep herself in this state.
But a loud bang startled Qin Baiqing. She stared at the strange female cultivator who rushed in and asked stutteringly, "Who are you?"
"Junior Sister!" The female cultivator cried and screamed, hugging Qin Baiqing with tears in her eyes. She strangled Qin Baiqing to the point that she could hardly breathe, and cried out in despair.
"Little Junior Sister, something bad has happened. Someone is coming—"
"shut up!"
Qin Baiqing's ears hurt from the noise, so she covered the female cultivator's mouth and sternly warned her: "Don't say unlucky words in front of me, I'm the best."
Then he remembered something and asked with narrowed eyes, "I'm letting you talk now, but you have to answer whatever you ask. Don't cry or make a fuss anymore."
"Um..."
The female cultivator nodded and shook her head, looking at her junior sister who was behaving out of character with grievance, feeling extremely distressed.
She felt that the junior sister must have known the news in advance, which was why her temperament changed drastically. The junior sister was so miserable!
"Do you remember?" Qin Baiqing asked again.
It was not until the female cultivator nodded affirmatively that she withdrew her hand in dissatisfaction, coughed lightly and asked, "What is this place?"
After a pause, she did not forget her grown-up body, and asked again: "That year was it? How was Xinghai Sect? What about Feng Budu Ren... He wouldn't kill himself, would he?"
"Junior sister..." The female cultivator started crying again.
She thought that the little sister must have been confused by anger, so she started to talk nonsense. But Qin Baiqing gave her a fierce look, and the female cultivator immediately became honest and sobbed: "Have you forgotten? This is Sanqing Palace, you belong to our little sister, and now it is Tianli... Well, how many years has Tianli been here..."
She was conflicted, but Qin Baiqing had already understood.
The Tianli calendar is the era of the Sanqing Palace before the period of the extinction of Taoism.
"This is Sanqing Palace." She exclaimed slightly, and finally remembered to open the window. At the same time as she saw the sky full of rosy clouds, the complete twenty-one spiritual veins of Sanqing Palace blew towards her.
This was the Sanqing Palace in the past.
Today is just a shadow of what happened tens of millions of years ago.
There were overlapping mountains in the distance, with high arches and eaves. The white mist condensed and turned into spiritual rain. The disciples calmly shuttled through it, some hiding from the rain, some feeling it. Everything before their eyes was so real that it was within reach.
Until a crazy laugh broke the silence, like throwing a huge stone into the water.
"Ha ha ha ha--!!"
"I am successful. Father, mother, master, Wuliang Tianzun... my luck has come!"
"Sanqing Palace... This is Sanqing Palace. All the lost inheritances are mine! I am the chosen one, I am the darling of heaven!"
Some people were so excited that they burst into tears and rushed into a pavilion with the words "Scripture Repository" written in capital letters, trying to take the inheritance into their pockets.
The people around were as calm as if a feather had flown by.
"No, you won't stop it..." Qin Baiqing asked strangely.
But in an instant, she understood why these people were so calm.
A palm-shaped spiritual light came down from the sky, and the man disappeared silently, his body was destroyed, and his soul no longer existed. Everyone remained calm as if nothing had happened.
"Oh." Qin Baiqing understood.
I'm afraid this world is divided into two kinds of people.
One is the indigenous people like the female cultivator in front of him, and the other is probably the future cultivator like himself who was also involved in it.
The unlucky guy just now must have been a stupid fellow villager.
He thought he had traveled through time and space and could pick up a great opportunity at Sanqing Palace for free.
She nodded seriously, and the moment she looked up with her eyes narrowed, she rushed forward with her eyes wide open in surprise, grabbed Qin Feiyu who had just made a move, and said excitedly: "Daddy is here too! Daddy is so powerful, he slapped the idiot to death with just one slap."
The man who made the move had a handsome face, and a younger face that looked even more like the young girl Qin Baiqing today. They were standing in the same place and were exactly 50% similar, but he had not yet transformed into the future generation of ancestor. At this moment, he was just learning martial arts in Sanqing Palace - it was Qin Feiyu from tens of millions of years ago.
He is not yet the Qingyun Patriarch now.
"Of course...wait a minute," Qin Feiyu was proud for a moment, then asked with disgust, "Who are you calling daddy?"
At this time, the female cultivator also caught up and pointed at her head to signal Qin Feiyu: Junior sister is crazy!
She pushed the two of them to the headmaster's place. When Qin Baiqing saw the unfamiliar headmaster, she finally calmed down. No matter what the headmaster asked, she kept crying with her head down, and finally fooled them.
Just think she is too sad.
They comforted Qin Baiqing with pity. The head of the sect coughed lightly and thanked Qin Feiyu for his help just now, "I didn't expect that Brother Qin would encounter such a situation when he first came to Sanqing Palace to learn martial arts. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Learn skills?
Qin Baiqing glanced at Qin Feiyu secretly and realized that he was also her father from the past, and... he was very old.
She counted on her fingers for a long time but couldn't figure out how old his father was, but he was definitely much older than Si Lingyue. She suddenly felt complicated and a little disgusted.
He is old but his cultivation is not as good as mother's... What a useless father, his dear mother's beauty and cultivation are wasted.
"Junior sister, don't be sad." The female cultivator tried to comfort Qin Baiqing but hesitated.
At this time, the head of the sect also patted his chest and made a promise, and continued to say something that Qin Baiqing could not understand.
"Don't cry, little girl. We at Sanqing Palace are here to protect you. We will never let you be taken away as a bride!"
(End of this chapter)