My mother is the empress

Chapter 57 Thank You Zhu Fu
Tianle...

The natural sound of the wind turns into a divine song, if this isn’t heavenly music, then what is it!
When Qin Baiqing heard the music, her mind subconsciously trembled. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. She turned around blankly and was shocked by the scene in front of her again.

She finally understood why she met so many monks along the way.

At least hundreds of monks were sitting in the depths of the canyon at this time. Their figures were scattered and unevenly distributed, but it was not intentional. Instead, it was because the protruding rocks were too lush, so these monks could only meditate between the rocks, in groups of three or two.

They all closed their eyes and listened attentively, their expressions corresponding to the compassionate Guanyin Mountain in the distance, and they listened together to this natural music formed by the sounds of rocks and wind.

"This is the natural wind..." Qin Baiqing pulled her thoughts away from the music and finally understood, "These wind songs are the wind power that I'm looking for that can rival the thunder."

Now there is hope for advancement! Qin Baiqing cried out, and happily wanted to rush into the stone forest.

"This is the only one that matches what you're looking for." Feng Budu was a little pessimistic. He pulled back Qin Baiqing who was about to run away and said solemnly, "It's useless to just enter the stone forest. The sound of the wind can't be absorbed directly. We must find the eye of the wind."

"Then I'll go find it!" Qin Baiqing twisted her body, trying to free her collar from Feng Budu's hands, while rubbing her hands together.

"I'm about to be able to level up! When I become powerful, I can be your golden thigh~"

"You are the golden thigh now."

Feng Budu pulled Qin Baiqing, who might fly away if he wasn't watched at all, and swept his eyes across the irregular stone forest, trying to find traces of the wind, but he had no clue.

He shook his head slowly, "But no one has ever found the eye of the storm."

"I can do it, I can do it!" Qin Baiqing raised her hand to prove herself, "I can do it!"

She tried to break free with a tense face, and rushed forward with Feng Budu, muttering, "Have you forgotten that I am the golden thigh? Let me find the eye of the wind!"

Feng Budu thought of the real golden thigh behind Qin Baiqing.

He felt a little relieved, thinking that even if he couldn't find it, Qin Baiqing would not be in danger if she went in. So he let go of her hand with confidence, allowing Qin Baiqing to fly up happily and jump directly into the wind formation.

The wind that can blow the rocks to make music is not something that ordinary people can resist.

What's more, Qin Baiqing's small body was blown away by the wind almost the moment she jumped into the wind formation. Her body swayed from side to side, unable to stand steadily, and the spiritual energy that controlled her body scattered uncontrollably.

It was about to be swept away like a leaf in the wind.

"Fly up--" Qin Baiqing widened her eyes and swayed in the air, waving her hands towards Feng Budu, completely unaware of her dangerous situation.

Still giggling.

"Stop playing tricks on me, little ancestor!" Feng Budu wanted to pull her down right now.

However, the moment he stepped into the wind formation, Feng Budu suddenly remembered that he could not use magic weapons here. He immediately gave up the possibility of using magic weapons to pull her back. He put away his spirit sword and chased after her with his physical body.

But it was too late. Qin Baiqing was having so much fun in the air that she had no control over her body at all, allowing herself to be blown up and down by the strong gusts of wind.

Feng Budu tried to catch her, but he couldn't get close to her at all.

Finally, Feng Budu watched Qin Baiqing rushing towards the group of monks. His eyes went dark instantly and he could only control his body and descend.

Before he could catch up, he saw the monk who looked exactly like Zhu Fu stretched out his hand, pulled Qin Baiqing down from the air and held her in his arms.

"Wow..." Qin Baiqing hadn't recovered from her excitement when a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in front of her the next moment. The familiar kind smile, the familiar monk's attire, but Qin Baiqing felt that he was completely unfamiliar, and he was completely different from the Zhu Fu she had seen before.

Qin Baiqing burst into laughter instantly. She let Zhu Fu hold her without any suspicion and greeted him happily again, "Hello, I like you now!"

If the original Zhu Fu was an existence that made Qin Baiqing and Feng Budu feel that something was wrong, then the current Zhu Fu was the perfect monk that Qin Baiqing had imagined!

She liked the clean scent and kindness that emanated from him. Being by his side felt as warm as being by a fire.

"Thank you Zhu Fu." Qin Baiqing thought about it and thanked him happily again.

His expression is serious, his voice is sweet and soft, and he is endearing.

"It's my duty. No need to thank me, young friend." Zhu Fu nodded lightly, helped Qin Baiqing to stand steadily, and continued to listen to the music with his eyes lowered, his brows as gentle as a spotless Buddha statue.

Seeing that he was no longer paying attention to her, Qin Baiqing was not discouraged. She asked in confusion: "Why are you different from before?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Fu was not surprised at all, as if he was used to it, and said calmly: "That was not me just now.

This is my old friend An Shi."

He was still kind, as if he was just answering about the weather today.

"Ah?" Qin Baiqing opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "But he pretended to be you!"

Why does Zhu Fu not look angry at all?

She stared at Zhu Fu with her dark eyes for a while, then suddenly squatted down, trying to look pitiful again, and asked, "Who is An Shi? Are you close to him?"

Good enough to share an identity?
But before Qin Baiqing could get an answer, she was suddenly picked up by a strong force.

She scooped up a handful of air with her hands and feet, and was held in Feng Budu's arms. He nervously took Qin Baiqing back two steps and was very wary of Zhu Fu's attitude.

"He is a good Zhu Fu." Qin Baiqing looked up and complained dissatisfiedly, "He is a good but bad good guy."

Feng Budu hummed and relaxed his arms a little, but still refused to let Qin Baiqing go. His handsome face was serious and he remained wary.

"Okay..." Qin Baiqing shook her legs, simply ignored Feng Budu, and asked Zhu Fu, "I want to get into the eye of the storm, do you have a way?"

These monks seem to be very familiar with this place, so there must be a way.

"How could he possibly tell you?" Feng Budu held Qin Baiqing and continued to retreat, whispering disdainfully, "This is such a serious matter, even if he knew, he wouldn't tell you. This is not the way to be a good person."

Especially this place seems to be very important to these monks. Feng Budu looked around at the monks who were meditating with their eyes closed and felt that none of them looked like a good person. It was very dangerous for him and his little ancestor to be in it.

Especially this Zhu Fu, who is very famous in the world of cultivation. Who would have known that there is someone exactly like him?
Who knows what they are planning behind the scenes? In the rules of the cultivation world, there has never been a rule that Buddhists must be compassionate.

Feng Budu thought more and more about it, and finally he just wanted to run away with Qin Baiqing.

At this time, Zhu Fu spoke, still smiling as he looked at Qin Baiqing hanging in Feng Budu's arms, and nodded:
"Yes, I can help."

(End of this chapter)