Capítulo 868: Chapter 849: Indirectly Killed by
The temple master of Baohua Temple is already in his fifties, with a slender build, a cold and condensed gaze. He wears a blue Daoist robe with a black high hat, from which a black silk ribbon drapes down at the back. Over this, he wears a black silk gown, secured with a white Taoist belt, from which hang various talismans. On his feet are sa-colored Daoist shoes, and he holds a horsetail whisk in one hand, while the other holds Daoist beads woven with five-colored silk threads.
A formal attire, extrely dignified, also reflecting an esteed status. The man indeed appears dignified because of his attire, but his aura seems sowhat unstable.
Compared to her master, the temple master known by the Daoist na Cheng Zhenzi gives off the appearance of a person from a traditional background when viewed alongside one from the wilderness.
Tsk tsk, her master may hail from the wilderness, but he has a disciple as talented as herself. Does this man have such a disciple?
While Qin Liuxi was observing Cheng Zhenzi, he was also scrutinizing her. Dressed in a high-quality green dress embroidered with Taoist runes, her waist was cinched by a moon-white belt, with a large blue bag hanging from it. Her features were handso, her eyes full of mysterious spiritual energy, and her hair was tied into a high ponytail, secured with a hairpin carved from white jade into the shape of a talisman.
She was soone of the sa path.
Cheng Zhenzi felt his eyes sting slightly, as the golden light surrounding her was overwhelming and daring no one to stare directly.
He slightly lowered his eyes, hiding the astonishnt within. That was rit Golden Light, and at such a young age, it was so dense?
“Daoist Buqiu sees the temple master,” Qin Liuxi perford a Taoist ceremony.
Cheng Zhenzi raised his head, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. What on earth is Buqiu?
“From where does this little Daoist friend co, and who is your master?”
Qin Liuxi replied, “Li City Qingping Temple, under Master Chi Yuan. My Daoist na is Buqiu.”
So it really was a Daoist na. What an odd one, Li City Qingping Temple… could it be a place of humble origin? Otherwise, why have such a peculiar Daoist na?
Hold on, Qingping Temple, Chi Yuan?
“You are the disciple of Uncle Master Chi Yuan?” Cheng Zhenzi rembered: Chi Yuan was no ordinary Daoist by then; he was called Master because he had achieved Foundation Establishnt. However, he had lost his foundation while cleansing traitors from the temple, causing his cultivation to decline, and many in the Taoist Sect sighed deeply at the ti.
After all, the Taoist Sect had been declining for decades, yet a cultivator of such high cultivation was a fortune to the Taoist Sect. How could one not regret that such a cultivator fell back in cultivation due to fighting?
He had seen this Uncle Master at the ti, and he was extraordinarily spirited. After the decline in cultivation, it was better not to ntion it.
But now, the person in front of him was the disciple of Master Chi Yuan?
“Do you know my master?”
Cheng Zhenzi’s expression softened sowhat, “Of course I know him. I t Uncle Master years ago when I was just serving tea and water beside my master…”
When he ntioned his master, his expression turned cold again.
Qin Liuxi’s gaze flickered slightly, “Since you are acquainted, let’s speak inside, shall we?”
Cheng Zhenzi invited her into the Daoist house, poured a cup of bitter tea, and pushed it to her, saying, “Speaking of which, I am your peer. I didn’t expect Uncle Master’s disciple to be so young. Are you his Closed-door Disciple?”
“Direct Disciple, the only one.”
Cheng Zhenzi was sowhat surprised, “Only took you as a disciple?”
“Taking only is enough. I can contend against ten by myself.”
Seeing her filled with pride, Cheng Zhenzi found himself speechless. She was indeed a child.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Master Chi Yuan had taken such a haughty and arrogant disciple, not fearing the northern wind would freeze her tongue.
“Is he well?”
Qin Liuxi nodded, “He’s fine. Currently in secluded cultivation. Brother, I’m pressed for ti, may I speak frankly?”
Cheng Zhenzi’s previously softened deanor retracted back to the icy sternness of their first eting, “A little Daoist told earlier you said Qing Guzi is dead?”
“Yes, haven’t you already calculated? Otherwise, why see ?”
Cheng Zhenzi’s face instantly twisted, becoming unsightly, and his thin lips pressed into a firm line. So, it was true.
He had indeed calculated the person’s birth dates earlier, but they had turned to nothingness, indicating he had returned to dust. But how did it happen so suddenly?
“What was Qing Guzi to you, Brother?” Qin Liuxi found the complex expression intriguing and couldn’t help but ask.
“He was my master.” Cheng Zhenzi replied with a hint of restraint.
Qin Liuxi narrowed her eyes, “Your master?”
She once again scrutinized Cheng Zhenzi’s Daoist deanor, finding no karma and noticing rit instead, proving his righteousness. So, was he uninvolved in Qing Guzi’s wrongdoings?
“To be precise, he was my master. From the mont I succeeded the temple master of Baohua Temple, he ceased to be my master. The karma between us as master and disciple has been severed by Heaven.” Cheng Zhenzi stated.
Qin Liuxi’s ears perked up. There was gossip here, a master and disciple turning against each other for the position of temple master?
“Did you two fight over this position, turning on each other?” She asked out of curiosity; otherwise, it would keep her awake at night.
Cheng Zhenzi’s temples throbbed, “Nonsense!” he exclaid.
Qin Liuxi raised an eyebrow, “Then was it because of his unorthodox ways?”
Cheng Zhenzi’s gaze sharpened as he looked at her.
“Looking at Brother’s expression, it seems I’ve hit the mark.” Qin Liuxi tapped the tabletop, saying, “So, Brother, you were aware he was supposedly establishing a Life Foundation for the Yu family while actually stealing their Qi Fortune?”
Cheng Zhenzi’s hand trembled but he did not respond.
Yet sotis silence speaks volus.
Qin Liuxi’s voice turned slightly frosty, “Brother was aware, yet turned a blind eye, refrained from stopping him. Is it out of consideration for your shared past, or was it intentional, standing aside coldly?”
“That’s not true!” Cheng Zhenzi retorted sharply, “How do you know I didn’t try to stop him?”
“If you had, the Yu family wouldn’t experience Life Foundation rituals again and again. Yu Changkong’s parents wouldn’t have been tortured and their souls refined into a Fire Sin Array Plate.” Qin Liuxi snorted coldly, “Such malicious deeds, and you say you tried to stop them?”
Cheng Zhenzi was stunned, “Fire Sin Array Plate?”
“You didn’t know? The deaths of Yu Qingbai’s parents eleven years ago, you were unaware?”
Cheng Zhenzi solemnly said, “Eleven years ago, I went into seclusion for five years. Upon erging, I heard of the tragic demise of the Yu family, but five years had passed, and I didn’t think much of it.”
“Oh, and you just happened to go into seclusion then?”
Cheng Zhenzi, noticing her tone full of suspicion, smiled bitterly, “Because I learned the Yu family’s elders were planning to have him perform another Life Foundation to extend longevity and transfer fortune. I went to his cave to stop him but was severely injured, my cultivation regressed to the first level of Qi Refinent, forcing into a five-year seclusion. Before closing off, I used the Da Yan Skill to predict that the Yu family would see a turning point, so I dared to go into seclusion… If you doubt , you can explore my cultivation. After five years, I’ve barely reclaid the third level!”
He extended his hand.
Qin Liuxi checked, indeed finding it as he said, his internal injuries yet to heal, explaining his unstable aura.
Retracting his hand, Cheng Zhenzi said, “I had heard so rumors about the tragic deaths of the Yu couple. Our Baohua Temple as monks doesn’t ddle in big family affairs, and I didn’t think much of it, never imagined they died by his hand, and he would forge the abominable Fire Sin Array. He had truly gone mad! You say he died; I was sowhat skeptical. How could soone like him die so easily?”
“Oh, I indirectly caused his death!” Qin Liuxi said lightly.
Cheng Zhenzi: “?”
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