All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 26 Fulong Temple (Please continue reading!)

"What is that?!" She Quanyi was startled by the spontaneously combusting paper figure and immediately nocked an arrow and aimed it at the gate.

Zhou Qing looked around, and in a daze, he seemed to see a glint of divine light flash in the eyes of the statue in the darkness.

However, when he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he saw nothing.

"So there's a fellow Daoist here! Please forgive me!"

A man's voice came from the main gate of the Wine Immortal Temple, apologizing.

A young man dressed in a blue Taoist robe walked up the steps. He had a ruddy complexion, a full forehead, a square jaw, and a warm smile on his face.

"Forehead"

The young man in the Taoist robe arrived at the gate and was taken aback when he saw the two people inside, one dressed as a martial artist and the other as a hunter.

“I am a poor Daoist named Yan, whose Daoist name is Yuncheng. I come from Fulong Temple in Qingcheng Mountain.”

Lu Yan introduced himself, with a friendly and pleasant demeanor.

"Cousin, aren't you coming up here?"

As he spoke, Lu Yan called out to the bottom of the steps.

As soon as he finished speaking, another girl dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe flew up the steps.

She was petite, with a pretty face and bright eyes. If she weren't wearing a Taoist robe, she would look like a rich young lady who had sneaked out for a stroll.

"This is my cousin, Han Qingqing. We are here to investigate the disappearance of the villagers of Black Wind Mountain."

The paper figure I just saw was sent out by my cousin to scout ahead. Please forgive her if it disturbed you two.

Lu Yan bowed in greeting.

"Daoist Yuncheng, you flatter me." She Quanyi put away his bow and arrows and quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Zhou Qing also put down the wood-chopping knife in his hand and cupped his hands in greeting to the other party.

"Could it be that you two have wandered into this place by mistake while hunting in the mountains? You should know that it is getting late and the mountains are dangerous, so it would be best to go down the mountain as soon as possible," Lu Yan said solemnly.

"We came here for..." She Quanyi was about to explain.

“We’re going down the mountain now,” Zhou Qing interjected, stopping She Quanyi from continuing.

With that, he clasped his hands in a salute to the two men and led She Quanyi out of the Wine Immortal Temple.

After the two left, Han Qingqing wrinkled her nose, her tone displeased.

"Cousin, those two seem to think we're bad guys."

“I told you not to use paper figures to scout the way. Ordinary people have never seen such things before, so naturally they will be afraid,” Lu Yan replied.

"One of those two must be no ordinary person, otherwise why would my paper figure spontaneously combust? Could it be the work of this idol? A wine immortal who has no one to worship him, could he possibly..."

Han Qingqing was analyzing to herself, her gaze fixed on the burning incense sticks and the statue whose body was mostly hidden in the darkness.

"Silence!" Lu Yan interrupted her.

"Although the temple here is in ruins, the Wine Immortal is worshipped by the Shengman and Yuegu tribes, as well as the nearby mountain people. He is a true god and should be respected."

Lu Yan's expression was solemn.

"Yes, cousin." Han Qingqing nodded obediently.

"Perhaps the hunter's sincerity was sensed by the wine immortal," Lu Yan murmured.

"Cousin, those two risked being infected by miasma to come here, it can't be as simple as just hunting, should we investigate?"

Han Qingqing tucked her right hand into her sleeve, and as she reached out, her slender fingers pinched a paper figure the size of a palm.

"Forget it, you've only recently come to your senses, and I'm not good at combat. Let's prioritize the mission and avoid causing trouble." Lu Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"Okay." Han Qingqing pouted and put the paper figure away. Her cousin was good in every way, except that he was too mature and cautious.

"Let's go, let's investigate this area as soon as possible and get down the mountain before dark." With that, Lu Yan turned around and looked at the altar with burning incense sticks, bowed to the statue behind it, and walked away.

"My cousin meant no offense, and I hope the Grand Marshal Wine Immortal will forgive her."

Seeing this, Han Qingqing could only follow suit and bow.

The two left the Wine Immortal Temple together.

the other side.

Zhou Qing followed She Quanyi out of the gate of the Wine Immortal Temple and headed straight for the steep mountain path behind the temple.

Soon, they passed through the lush mountain forest and arrived at a bamboo grove nestled beside a stream.

To the left of the shallow riverbed, there is a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters. The nearly dried-up riverbed suggests that this place was originally a pond.

“…” She Quanyi stood in front of the pit, took out the map to examine and compare, and then fell silent.

"Uncle She, is this Jiuquan?" Zhou Qing's forehead muscle twitched.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be." She Quanyi sighed.

Zhou Qing also fell silent, not expecting to have made a wasted trip.

"Puff puff!" The Green Silk Gu urged Zhou Qing to continue upwards, as it vaguely sensed the aura of the Gu worms.

“Uncle She, let’s go a little further up!” Zhou Qing pointed to the depths of the bamboo forest that stretched up the gentle slope.

"Cough cough cough!" She Quanyi nodded, but the next moment he covered his mouth and nose and coughed, his chest heaving violently, looking like he was having difficulty breathing.

"Uncle She, what's wrong?" Zhou Qing stepped forward and gently patted his back.

"I inhaled some miasma, and I'm coughing a bit!" She Quanyi coughed again.

Zhou Qing took the gourd hanging from his right waist and handed it over.

"Here, have some water to calm down."

She Quanyi took the gourd, sipped the cool boiled water inside, and let out a long sigh of relief.

“Uncle She, why don’t you go down the mountain first? I’ll go up and take a look by myself,” Zhou Qing said seriously.

"That won't do! How will you get down the mountain then? Once the fog and miasma dissipate, will you be able to find your way down?"

She Quanyi looked worried.

He kept his promise and took Zhou Qing up the mountain, but if Zhou Qing were to die on the mountain while he was helping him hold off Zhang Jian, wouldn't his trip have been in vain?

Actually, he wasn't too afraid of Zhang Jian alone. But if they really met in the mountains, Zhang Jian would be the one afraid of him, given his archery skills.

However, his whole family lived in Caisang Village.

It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. If you can't deal with someone like Zhang Jian, he'll definitely target his family.

Only forces of equal standing can make Zhang Jian think twice.

The Zhao family and Baiyun Martial Arts School are on the same level, and Zhang Jian and Zhou Qing are both at the Skin Refining Realm, which is also on the same level.

"Don't worry, I have a photographic memory and I remember the way." Zhou Qing nodded.

"Alright then!" She Quanyi gritted his teeth and chose to believe Zhou Qing. After all, he was a fifteen-year-old martial artist at the Skin Refining Realm with a promising future and wouldn't risk his life.

"Here, take this. If you ever get lost, just blow this whistle, and my falcon will guide you."

She Quanyi took out a bamboo whistle about the size of a thumb from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qing.

"Thank you." Zhou Qing took the whistle. No wonder She Quanyi was able to hunt mountain products so often; it turned out he actually kept a hunting falcon.

"Be careful. Remember! You can go straight up the mountain, but never turn right, there are black bears there."

After saying that, She Quanyi covered his mouth and nose and ran out of the bamboo forest.

(End of this chapter)