Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

Chapter 92 The demon mother rises up

"I didn't expect that the Qingyang City was ruined." Song Luo sighed as he looked at the street. After all, it was the last city where the Qingyang Immortal lived, but it was in such a dilapidated state.

The noodle shop owner sighed deeply: "It's been okay in the past thousand years. According to the legend passed down by the elders, there used to be monks who came to Qingyang City looking for some treasure. If they couldn't find it, they naturally took it out on ordinary people and the city. Qingyang City has no aura, so naturally there are no monks living here. How can a mortal resist the attacks of the monks?"

Song Luo was indignant: "They went too far!"

"So what if they go too far? Qingyang Immortal is not here, who can stop them? Fortunately, they have been searching for thousands of years and found nothing. Now they have completely given up here. We ordinary mortals can only live in peace for a few days."

Song Xia shook his head: "Even if there is any treasure, with the wisdom of Immortal Qingyang, I will not let them inherit it."

"We thought so too, but those monks just didn't listen. They even destroyed the stone statue of Qingyang Immortal.

"Old man, is there still a statue of Qingyang Immortal in the city? We want to pay homage to it."

"It's long gone. If you really want to pay homage, go to the former residence of Immortal Qingyang to pay homage. However, it has been destroyed thousands of times, so just pay homage to the top of the mountain."

"Okay, we get it, old man, do you know which store in the city has the best quality paper money incense candles?"

The noodle shop owner laughed: "It seems that you are really sincere in worshiping. Then go to Old Liu Tou at the end of the street. Although Old Liu Tou has a bad temper, the paper money incense candles he makes are the most solid and porcelain. The price is not expensive either.”

"Thank you, old man. We will definitely buy it."

After Song Xia and Song Luo finished eating, they went to buy incense and candles. They heard that Immortal Qingyang also liked to drink when he was here, so they bought two jars of wine and a roast chicken.

Song Luo looked lonely: "So many people have come, it seems we have no hope."

"What did mother tell you? You can't put your hope in others. What's more, we won't necessarily lose against Qin Taiming now."

"But Sunset Forest will definitely suffer heavy casualties. If the human race takes the opportunity to launch another attack, I can't even imagine what the consequences will be."

"It depends on people. If it comes to that, then we will fight until the last moment."

The mother and son came to the hill outside the city. It was really a hill with few trees on it. Song Xia could recognize it because there was a small lake in front of the mountain. She could even imagine the Qingyang Immortal who built it. The wooden house looks like a place for leisurely drinking and fishing.

Unfortunately, the trees and bamboos on the mountain are gone now, and the small lake is drying up, with only tadpoles swimming in it.

"There are traces of trees planted on the mountain. Unfortunately, they were destroyed by monks, so ordinary trees cannot be planted."

Song Luo thought: "Mom, why don't we plant some seeds? Fill the lake with water and raise some fish."

Song Xia looked at him funny: "Aren't you in a hurry to find an inheritance?"

"Anyway, I won't be able to find it for a while, so it won't waste much time."

"Okay, we can also build a wooden house. If anyone comes to worship Qingyang Immortal again in the future, then there will be a place to worship."

Mother and son did as they were told, and even called out Little Qilin, asking him to get some soil and fruit trees from the secret realm. They also put some spiritual springs in the lake that was about to dry up, and then Song Xia cast spells to make it rain. Fill the small lake and let the flowers and plants sprout.

Within three days, the hills were lush and green, and small animals from the distant mountains and forests came by the smell and settled here, making it look like a vibrant place.

"This..." The old man who came out of the city to chop firewood was stunned when he saw the mountaintops that had changed so much, and then burst into tears. "Old man, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Are you monks? Did you do this?"

"After all, it is the hometown of Immortal Qingyang, we are just doing our best."

"But you are the first monks to do this after Qingyang Immortal disappeared. Qingyang Immortal is a good person. There are records in the books. At that time, Qingyang City was just a small village, but it was infected with the plague. If Qingyang hadn't Immortal, everyone in the village died.”

"Qingyang Immortal saved countless people and left behind classics to help people cultivate and live longer. He is indeed a great benefactor."

"What's the use of great kindness? He saved the people in the village, but after his death, those people destroyed Qingyang Immortal's residence."

Song Xia was surprised: "Old man, how do you know so much?"

"It's just passed down from generation to generation." The old man wiped his tears, "You are different from those monks who come here to inherit."

Song Luo shrugged and smiled: "Obtaining inheritance depends on luck, and it has to be tested. How can it be taken by force?"

"It's rare to have a monk as transparent as you. Young man, you will definitely achieve greatness."

"I do think so." Song Luo sighed slightly as he spoke, "I'm afraid I won't have that chance."

"Practice well and maintain your state of mind. How can you not have a chance?"

"Old man, I tell you, you don't understand. To put it simply, someone wants to kill me and my family, but we are not as advanced as the other person."

"Then it's enough for you to improve your cultivation level?"

"Unless you give me another 100 years, in just these 100 years, I don't know if I can cultivate to the stage of transcending tribulation, otherwise it will be dangerous."

The old man chuckled: "Young man, I don't think you are bad people, so I will tell you a secret. I have no descendants. If this secret is not told, no one will know it."

"What secret?" Song Luo didn't care yet, but Song Xia looked solemn, and then pulled Song Luo to bow deeply.

Song Luo was stunned, and then he realized in an instant, it couldn't be such a coincidence, could this old man know the inheritance of Immortal Qingyang?
The old man said to himself: "This secret has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. Along with this secret, there is another saying, that is, when the family has no descendants, it is the time to tell the secret. After so many years, I have only met you two monks, so you must be the destined ones."

"Thank you, old man, for letting me know."

The old man pointed to the hilltop opposite and said: "What you want is right there, but if you want to get it, you have to go to the Sunset Forest first. There is an old tree in the forest. Just get one of its branches and stick it on the top of the hill. That's it. .”

Song Xia and Song Luo were stunned again. They didn't expect to be recognized by Immortal Qingyang. They were actually recognized by Uncle Qing/Grandpa Qing first, and Zhiya and the others had one.

"What a coincidence, we have this thing." Song Xia took it out and showed it to the old man.

The old man laughed loudly: "Sure enough, I got it right. You are really destined for each other. Go quickly. I have completed my mission and can rest in peace from now on."

(End of this chapter)