Chapter 181 The Century Old Man
Chapter 181 The Century Old Man
The black air in the primordial spirit is also a form of pollution. Huamu Yao has been contaminated by too many impure powers, and the primordial spirit has inevitably been alienated.
If one comes into contact with the flowers and trees without any precautions, even if it is the primordial spirit, it will be enough to bring overbearing lethality.
But now, Hua Mu Yao's spirit has completely dissipated and disappeared without a trace, and the place is so clean that it seems as if there has never been any trace of Hua Mu Yao.
Only the remaining deathly aura told Qin Baiqing that she had indeed been eliminated.
"Why are you not affected by the pollution?" Qin Baiqing frowned and looked at Feng Budu's hands carefully, but could not see any signs of erosion.
Even Zhu Fu, who had the Buddha's light protecting him, could not achieve this level.
"Tell the truth and don't lie," Qin Baiqing broke free from his hands, stood in front of Feng Budu with a fierce look, and asked in a ferocious way: "How did you do it? Why didn't Hua Mu Yao's pollution work on you?"
He must be hiding something from me!
"Maybe?" Feng Budu raised his eyebrows and said sincerely: "Maybe I have lived longer?"
"How long is that? You are much older than me?" She began to count on her hands, "You have heard the story of the little sister of Sanqing Palace. Maybe she existed before the extinction of the Tao... She is really old, older than my father?"
Qin Feiyu did exist before the destruction of Sanqing Palace. In the illusion, they clearly saw Qin Feiyu's trajectory in Sanqing Palace when he was young.
And Feng Budu had actually heard about the gossips about Sanqing Palace. Qin Baiqing deeply suspected that he was also an eyewitness back then.
At least she is from the same era as Junior Sister...she is really old!
The more she thought about it, the more it made sense to her, and her gaze towards Feng Budu became more complicated.
"The old man of the century." Qin Baiqing muttered to herself.
"Hush..." Feng Budu's face darkened, and with mixed feelings he stopped her from guessing further, saying only, "This is a secret, please keep it secret for me."
"Okay." Qin Baiqing understood.
For Feng Budu's sake, I won't mention it again.
"...Where's Zhu Fu?" Feng Budu felt as if he had seen through what Qin Baiqing was thinking. He coughed and changed the subject. "Zhu Fu is still in the crack. We should go save him."
"Oh, Zhu Fu! Zhu Fu is still in there."
The crack was so quiet that Qin Baiqing almost forgot Zhu Fu's current dangerous situation.
She hurried to the crack, tiptoed to look into the depths. Before she even entered, she was overwhelmed by the strong and polluted air inside and became alert. She used her spiritual power to protect herself and then prepared to jump down.
But he was blocked outside the crack by a resistance.
It was An Shi who suddenly appeared. After stopping Qin Baiqing, he moved closer to the crack. The forced kindness on his face finally disappeared.
He said coldly: "No need for you."
"If you go down there's only a dead end. There's no need to go down and die." An Shi pushed Qin Baiqing away with a look of disdain.
“You dare to show up!” Qin Baiqing puffed up her cheeks and threatened unhappily: “I’m going to let Feng Budu lock you up in a small dark room!”
Seeing that An Shi ignored her and was still approaching the crack, she subconsciously thought that An Shi was trying to seize the pollution, so she quickly tried to stop him.
But just before Qin Baiqing's attack was about to fall on An Shi, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Instead of seizing the pollution, he leaped into the crack. His figure was swallowed up by the inky black pollution and quickly disappeared, falling into the bottomless abyss crack.
"He, he, he... the bad monk jumped down!" Qin Baiqing was dumbfounded. After hastily withdrawing her hand, she didn't know what to do. She lay on the edge of the crack and tried to find the two people. But there was no news about the two monks, and they were integrated into the death-like pollution.
"Why did he jump down!" Qin Baiqing was puzzled.
The pollution swallowed everything, causing his five senses to become dull. The moment An Shi jumped down, he lost his perception of anything outside the crack, so naturally he could not hear Qin Baiqing's voice.
He calmly moved through the wisps of pollution in the cracks and soon found Zhu Fu, who was sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures.
The Buddha's light flowed around Zhu Fu along with the sound of chanting. He was concentrating on dealing with the erosion of pollution. Even though he heard the sound of An Shi coming, he had no energy to be on guard.
In fact, even if Anshi was polluted and eroded, Zhu Fu could still be said to be defenseless against him.
He calmly let An Shi approach him in the crack.
Countless unformed and still brewing pollutions hit Zhu Fu's defenses, and more and more of them gathered around him. If this continued, the Buddha's light would soon be crushed.
An Shi said nothing, just released his breath and absorbed the power of pollution not far from Zhu Fu. Soon most of the pollution around Zhu Fu was absorbed, and his pressure was suddenly relieved.
Zhu Fu noticed the unusual pollution.
He finally opened his eyes and saw clearly that the pollution was entering An Shi's body. He sighed heavily and even pretended to pull off the protective Buddha light in an attempt to share the pressure with An Shi.
But before the Buddha's light could be removed, Anshi stopped it.
He frowned and looked at Zhu Fu, his fierce expression showing his contempt for him. He said angrily, "What I hate most is your attitude of being a good person. I've had enough of you."
He looked displeased, and looked indifferently at the decreasing pollution around Zhu Fu, as if it had nothing to do with him.
But while Zhu Fu was about to say something, he crushed the magic weapon in his hand with a sullen face. The unknown force wrapped Zhu Fu in it, isolating him from the pollution and sending him out of the crack.
The moment the daylight appeared before his eyes, the power of the magic weapon dissipated, but An Shi's figure did not appear on the crack. Only Zhu Fu lowered his eyes silently, looking at the remaining spiritual light in his palm without saying a word.
The last ray of spiritual light disappeared, leaving only Zhu Fu standing there intact, his body clean and without any contamination.
From the time An Shi fell into the crack on his own initiative to the time Zhu Fu returned, everything happened in a flash.
"Change, change person?" Qin Baiqing blinked.
After she saw that only Zhu Fu came out, she looked blankly in the direction of the crack and subconsciously said, "But An Shi is still in there, what should we do with him?"
No one answered. Zhu Fu withdrew his hand and sat directly on the edge of the crack. He closed his eyes and chanted again. His voice was steady and powerful, and the Buddha's light floated softly into the crack.
"Is he praying for the salvation of souls?" Qin Baiqing couldn't make out what he was saying and asked in surprise with her eyes wide open.
She reacted quickly, frowned and approached the crack, summoned her spiritual light and said seriously: "I will bring him out, and you can pray for his soul when you see the body."
But Feng Budu grabbed her and pulled her back. Qin Baiqing struggled with her arms and legs but found she couldn't break free. She stared at Feng Budu without saying a word, waiting for his explanation.
"You better give me a reason!"
"Shh——" Feng Budu made a gesture of silence, indicating Qin Baiqing to look carefully and observe the crack.
From the crack, another voice of chanting was heard, echoing Zhu Fu's voice from afar and gradually overlapping with it.
(End of this chapter)