Chapter 1933: Yulang
by islands one after another. People get on and off the ship as it stops and goes.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Fortunately, the journey was very smooth and we did...The bright moon.
A common name, yet one that Qin Sang couldn't forget.
That was such a long time ago.
Qin Sang's eyes were filled with the image of a young Taoist priest, as clear as day.
Helping him get a small wooden stool and examining his injured leg, Mingyue learned that Ji Xin Dao Ren had kept him and was delighted. Mingyue, seeing him bring creek water to the Taoist temple, worshiped him. Watching him grill meat made Mingyue drool. They feasted together when they went into town. Mingyue diligently studied Taoism, medicine, and martial arts. Mingyue soaked in a medicinal bath with Ji Xin Dao Ren, and Mingyue witnessed Ji Xin Dao Ren saving people...
It's a pity that his departure due to unforeseen circumstances turned out to be a final farewell.
Qin Sang gently rubbed the Qianjun Ring. He had always kept the painting painted by Yue Ming.
The person in the painting is him, a painting recording that happy time.
He didn't see it with his own eyes, but he could imagine the state of mind when Mingyue was painting under the moonlight.
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The time at Qingyang Guan contains pure and sincere emotions.
This was also a fleeting yet rare time of peace and tranquility in Qin Sang's life, how could he forget it
Everyone looked at Qin Sang, wondering why he suddenly stopped. After asking his question, he wore a wistful expression, silent for a long time.
Qin Sang looked at the young man in front of him.
Many people in the world call it the bright moon.
But for some reason, only this young man brought out those memories he had buried in his heart about the moon.
Is it because of that pure heart
Qin Sang listened to Zhu Que's description, as well as what she had seen and heard. Although she didn't understand the ins and outs of the situation, she could guess most of it.
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A young man dares to hunt monsters with a mortal body, seeking revenge for his master, and dares to argue with cultivators based on reason and strength, his courage is commendable.
Is that all
Oh, this young man's talent is average.
Three spiritual roots of gold, fire, and wood.
But even with such talent, it wouldn't be enough to sway Qin Sang. The world is vast and full of people, countless ordinary individuals. Even if he were looking for someone with dual spiritual roots, it wouldn't be too difficult to find one after some time.
Moreover, with Qin Sang's current abilities, even if he possessed the dismal talent of a Five Spirit Root, Qin Sang would be confident in pushing him to the Nascent Soul stage. However, when striving for the transformation into a Divine Transformation, he might encounter some difficulties.
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Qin Sang looked back on his experiences since leaving the mountain. Perhaps because he had lived for too long, no matter what happened, he could always associate it with various old friends and past events, having his buried memories unearthed.
After descending the mountain, I went wherever fate led me, accepting whatever came my way. This kind of leisureliness inadvertently coincided with the state of mind I had cultivated at Qingyang Guan.
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After being touched over and over again, isn't it possible that deep down in your subconscious, you've always wanted to find a place for that memory to rest
Just then, a young boy appeared, and his name was Mingyue.
That's probably fate...
Qin Sang secretly thought.
“I was named Mingyue from birth, given to me by my parents. My teacher said that when I come of age, he would give me a name for adulthood,” the young man answered honestly. Speaking of his teacher, he revealed a deep sense of sadness and resentment.
The two immortal cultivators who were just showing off their power, are now kneeling on the ground trembling with fear.
But the boy could never forget what had just happened.
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"What is your surname" Qin Sang asked.
"My surname is Qin," the boy replied.
Qin Sang was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but smile. What a coincidence!
"Would you be willing to cultivate the Tao with me" Qin Sang no longer dwelled on those trivial matters, acting freely according to his heart and true intentions.
As soon as he said this, not only was Jingchun Daoist surprised, but Zhuque was also taken aback.
Luo Hou and Tai Yi were surprised but also envious.
“You’re crazy!”
Zhuge was unable to understand. They had only watched a play, how could they have assigned Qin Sang an apprentice
Before this long journey, Qin Sang had never harbored the thought of taking an apprentice.
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"Just because his surname is Qin This village seems to be called Qinjiazhuang, everyone here has the surname Qin. Should we just take them all in and build a Qin Family Manor"
Zhu Que flew to Qin Sang's face, staring with round eyes, wanting to see what he was thinking, and was flicked away by Qin Sang's finger.
This statement shook everyone to their core, leaving them speechless and stunned into silence.
The two people kneeling on the ground, were plunged into deep despair.
The rules of the Xinhuo Guan will not take their lives.
But they had offended a powerful master's disciple, and even the Pure Purity Temple Master had to address the powerful master as senior!
If their master found out, he wouldn't plead for them; instead, he would likely expel them from his school.
The young man was completely dumbfounded.
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Seeing the young boy foolishly gazing, the old village chief was exasperated. He reached out his hand and pressed down on the boy's head, forcing him to the ground. "Quickly kowtow to your master!"
'Bang!'
A firm nod, pulling the young man out of his confusion.
"Does one have to leave their hometown to practice monasticism"
"As a wandering immortal, I travel the world. If you follow me on my path of cultivation, we must leave this place. After all, immortals and mortals are different realms, and one day you will have to sever ties with the mundane world."
"The mortal and immortal are different," the young man murmured, repeating the four characters. He suddenly looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, "After cultivating Taoism, can I also have the power of a fairy"
Qin Sang knew the young man's real question. "They aren't immortals, just cultivators. As am I, though my cultivation level is higher than theirs. They can bully mortals at will, and cultivators stronger than them can treat them the same way. That's how the world works."
"The world!"
The boy clenched his fists tightly.
Qin Sang didn't continue to say anything. The young man was very smart and could understand his meaning.
In this world, there are many cultivators who initially possess sincere hearts. However, how many can persevere and maintain their original intentions After enduring trials and tribulations, the vast majority have come to understand the importance of self-preservation.
Besides, can this world really change
Even the most powerful Mahayana cultivators could probably only alter a place and time.
"Unexpectedly, the poor monk had the good fortune to witness a beautiful story."
Jingchun Dao Chang also saw the clue and chimed in, "Little Daoist friend, you have gained fortune from misfortune. Your future will surely be boundless. Rest assured and follow me to cultivate Taoism, I, Xinfu Guan, will protect Qinjiazhuang, and absolutely won't allow anyone to harm even a single hair on Qinjiazhuang!"
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As he spoke, he swept a sharp glance over the two people before him.
"These two have acted recklessly, violating the law, and will not be shown leniency!"
The boy turned his head to look at the villagers, and in the crowd he found a woman.
The woman was his stepmother. After her husband's death, she was deeply affected and became weak in health, bedridden. Unexpectedly, during this time of crisis, she managed to pull herself up, leaning against the wall, and walked out.
When she came out and saw the boy lying on the ground, she was so worried that she almost tripped. Luckily, Jingchun Daoist appeared to save her.
The mistress was being supported by someone, the panic and anxiety on her face had yet to subside.
When the bright moon shines, my mother keeps urging me, "Mingyue, quickly go to see your master. You will surely become successful in the future. Your teacher must be happy to know about it from heaven. I have so many people taking care of me, you don't need to worry."
The young man, with tears in his eyes, no longer hesitated and bowed deeply, "Disciple greets Master."
Qin Sang nodded thoughtfully and after a moment said, "Master will today choose a name for you on behalf of your teacher. From now on, you shall be called Yu Lang. It can be both your given name and your dharma name."
Her virtue is like jade, her brilliance like the moon.
"Yu Lang, what a fine name! What a noble Dao title! For a senior to accept disciples under my care at the Xinhuo Guan is a great blessing for our sect. I must celebrate this occasion! Senior and fellow Daoists, please come to my Guan so that I can express my gratitude..."
Jing Chun Daochang is even more enthusiastic than Qin Sang, this master.
"Cultivators don't have so many formalities," Qin Sang shook his head, handing Qin Yu Lang a jade bottle and transmitting his voice, "These pills can regulate qi and blood, prolong life, you say goodbye to your relatives and friends, and master will wait for you at the place where you slay demons."
Then, Qin Sang and the others' figures flickered and vanished from the villagers' sight, leaving behind a disappointed Qingchun Daochang.
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"Are you really going to take on an apprentice"
Zhuge was still puzzled, even after landing on the mountaintop, he kept questioning.
"I just want to take on a disciple, find a junior brother for Xiaowu to keep him company, alright" Qin Sang rubbed Xiaowu's head.
In his mind, figures flashed before him: Li Yuhu, Mei Gu, Bai Hanyan, Shen Chen...
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Are they okay
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly, smiling happily.
"Why not find someone with a heavenly spirit root This fellow... Although he's young, he has courage and strategy, which is quite good. His conduct is also upright, and he understands the importance of respecting teachers..."
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Zhuque looked down at the traces of the trap below, muttering to herself, more worried than her master Qin Sang.
"Are you evaluating other people's character" Qin Sang smiled, he had just taken on a disciple and was in a good mood.
Zhu Que was furious, "You wait for me, if I can't beat you, can I still not beat your disciple!"
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In less than a stick of incense, a figure ran up the mountain path, it was Yu Lang.
He was carrying a pack that was almost bigger than his body. Luckily, he had martial arts training, otherwise the pack would have crushed him.
Seeing the figure on the mountain, Yu Lang only felt his feet light, lifted by a gust of wind, landing in front of Qin Sang who was still panting.
"Master," Yu Lang put down his luggage and bowed respectfully, taking out a short sword and said uneasily, "This was given to me by Senior Qing Chun, but the disciple doesn't dare to accept it..."
"Since it is a kind thought from Pure Purity Daoist, you may stay."
Qin Sang glanced at it; it was a very good top-grade magic weapon. Jing Chun Dao Ren also knew his limits.
"Let me introduce myself to you..."
Qin Sang introduced his disciples one by one.
"Greetings to Senior Zhuque, greetings to Senior Luohou, greetings to Senior Taixiao, greetings to my senior sister..."
Yulan and his entourage bowed respectfully, their demeanor courteous.
Zhuge was very pleased and didn't mention bullying Qin Sang's disciples anymore. He even presented a gift upon meeting them.
Along the way, slaying demons and eliminating monsters, Zhuque privately took a lot of good things.
Tai'e and Luohou both brought gifts. Xiao Wu's gift was delivered by Qin Sang, who also took out a storage artifact, filled it with miscellaneous items, and gave it to Yulang.
Before Yu Lang entered the Dao, he was already wealthy.
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Recalling the hardships he had faced at the beginning of his journey seeking the Tao, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
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Zhuge didn't get to enjoy his triumph for long before he was cursed and turned back into a mount.
Floating in the sky, Yu Lang was new and strange, but also restrained. He sat stiffly, afraid to move.
Qin Sang was then considering how to teach this disciple.
Since this was a spur-of-the-moment decision, I only started thinking about these things after taking on an apprentice.
Entering the sect is not difficult. You can choose any one of the three foundational cultivation methods, Jin Huo Mu, at random.
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The way ahead, however, needs careful consideration.
This should be a new line.
He had a lot of inheritances in his hands. Not to mention the ones he cultivated, just the lineage of Mu Xing from the Wuxiang Immortal Gate's Mu Xiang line was complete, which seemed very suitable for Yu Lang.
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A Daoist talisman is not necessarily impossible.
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As the Grand Master of Wulei Temple, he holds the seal of the Five Thunder Marshal's Office and is qualified to set up altars and transmit talismans even without going through the Celestial Court.
Daoist talismans existed before the emergence of the Shenting and Daoting.
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However, he could only transmit Leibu talismans and couldn't exceed his own cultivation level. Moreover, he couldn't use the power of the Divine Court.
Qin Sang did not make a decision immediately. Teaching depends on the individual, and he wasn't yet familiar enough with this disciple to know how best to guide him.
"Here's the 'Willow Heart Sutra', take your time to contemplate it," Qin Sang wrote the scripture on a piece of paper and briefly explained its meaning.
Yu Lang is literate, which saved him a lot of trouble.
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When Qin Sang lectured, Tai Yi and Luo Hou both listened intently. Unfortunately, the content of the lecture was too superficial. Even a cultivator like him couldn't make it interesting or inspiring.
All people rode on the Zhuque bird, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers.
We are getting closer to the main stage.
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Taiyi kept his head bowed, gazing at the mountains and rivers beneath him, as if he had seen some sign. He said to the Prince, "Your Lordship, we are approaching the state of Yan soon."
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"The State of Yan was one of the most powerful states. The State of Yan and several surrounding states were considered the center of all nations, with abundant resources, strong national power, and a prosperous populace. When I first left my cave dwelling to travel the world, I journeyed from those remote small states to the State of Yan, gaining much experience along the way. Even now, I still remember... I wonder if the State of Yan has undergone any dynastic changes..."
Taiyi sighed.
"Did you not find the Leidan nearby"
Tai Yi pointed with his finger towards the cave abode, “Only in Da Liang Guo in eastern Yan Guo was a trace of a Lei Tan's ruins discovered. Unfortunately, I am too inexperienced to distinguish between subsidiary altars and the main altar. I also suspect that countries like Yan Guo being situated in the center of all countries might hold some special significance, but unfortunately, I haven't found anything.”
"Among the cultivators near the State of Yan, are there none who cultivate the Dao Court Thunder Law" Qin Sang asked.
"I didn't notice," Tai Yi shook his head.
All the sub-stages have left behind a legacy, but the main stage hasn't.
It seems like I'll have to search for it myself, Qin Sang thought.
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The main altar is located within the borders of Yan, so Liang's Leidian definitely wasn't the main altar. It was severely damaged and there was no need to keep it in the past!
This time, Qin Sang was able to narrow the search down to a single state. Everyone put in their full effort, and as long as the main suspect left any trace whatsoever, they would surely find him!
"What a big river!"
Yu Lang clutched Zhu Que's feathers, looking at the ground, his face full of wonder. He and everyone else were gradually getting to know each other, unlike how silent he used to be.
"Go and have a look!"
The moment Qin Sang opened his mouth, Zhu Que immediately shook everyone off, constantly shouting, "This Zhu Que is going to be exhausted!"
“This is Pingjiang, flowing over from Daliang,” Tai Yi reminisced as he revisited his old stomping grounds. “I still remember some things.”
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Everyone landed, Qin Sang sat on the ground, he was going to make the final calculation, narrowing the range as much as possible.
For three whole days, Qin Sang did not move.
On the third day in the evening, Qin Sang got up and said, "Let's go! Let's meet the River God of Pingjiang."
Using the dragon veins of mountains and rivers, he can also use them to make judgments. Even though countless years may have passed, changing everything, there might still be traces left behind.
The Jiang Shen Temple is located within the Yan kingdom's borders, not on this stretch of river. A crowd soared through the air, flying along the river surface.
Unexpectedly, after flying forward for a while, before finding the water spirit of the Water Prefecture, there was a special discovery.
There was something on the river that glistened in the sunlight.
Although it's called Pingjiang River, the water is far from calm. What shines is actually a piece of ice floating on the surface.
In the ice lay a person, like a body frozen in time! (The End)remained was this solitary nascent soul, desperately trying to teleport away from its predicament.Unexpectedly, the light cocoon was exceptionally tough. Not only was it not breached, but it was rapid...