Symbiotic panel, I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Chapter 228 Demon Spirit Inn, Purifying the Grotto

In the end, Li Ye accepted his invitation.

And through subtle inquiries, he learned from Rongyuewei that the chapters in "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" were considered secrets, even taboo, at the Kulu Academy.

Not everyone can learn it.

But Li Ye knew that the entire story of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio was exceptionally clear in his mind.

Unexpectedly, after he achieved his Golden Core, his memories from before his transmigration suddenly reappeared in this way, which might even be of great help to him.

With that thought in mind, he followed Rongyuewei forward.

Qingyun Road reappeared.

This time, I only took less than seven steps inside.

The clouds and mist in front of us immediately dissipated.

suddenly see the light.

As the clouds and mist dissipated, a long, ancient-style wooden building complex appeared, almost every building was different, exquisitely crafted like a model made by a master craftsman for display.

Further away lies a lake that blends almost seamlessly with the sky, the clear sky seemingly within reach, its purity beyond description. Spiritual energy here forms spheres of light that scatter in all directions, drifting silently.

Many seemingly unkempt spirits live here.

For example, a bouncing stone, a small tree with leaves forming a robe, a turtle walking upright...

To be honest, this scene seems a bit childish even in the world of spirit beasts and monsters.

Those demonic spirits were indeed demonic spirits.

but……

Their strength is very weak.

It could even be said that there is no power, the power that sustains their existence is just a little bit of what can be called a slightly pure spirituality.

For a cultivator like Li Ye...

If one so desires, even a slight ripple of divine sense is enough to cause the power of these demonic spirits to crumble, rendering them unable to even maintain their existence.

"Such a weak demon spirit."

Looking at the free-spirited demons, Li Ye thought, "Is the power of the sages' books to enlighten the mind really that strong? Can all things be born with spirituality?"

A kind female voice came from the side:

“Young friend, you understand the ways of heaven and earth. Do you have any thoughts about studying the classics at the Bitter Journey Academy? If you understand one method, you will understand all methods. Fellow Daoist Su Xing once served as a teacher at the academy, lecturing on agronomy.”

"If you'd like, I can write a letter of recommendation for you."

"At that time, your recitation of the classics will surely give birth to many demons and spirits, which will also be a meritorious deed for you."

"..."

Why is it that every time I go to a new place, there are always people trying to poach my employees?

Li Ye remained calm about this.

He looked in the direction of the sound, his brow twitching slightly.

"I've met senior!"

In the distance stood a kind-looking woman dressed in a white-gold robe, adorned with a crown and necklace, and with a halo behind her head, much like a Bodhisattva in Buddhism.

Just being gazed at by her like that seemed to make all the distracting thoughts in my mind disappear.

[Title]: Guanshi Jingyangliu · Guanyan Zai

[Mood]: Calm.

[Status]: The willow spirit born from the Guanshi Guild Hall in the Demon Spirit Inn of the Bitter Journey Academy has been enlightened by the scriptures recited by Confucian cultivators in the Hongdao Realm, and possesses the great power of both Confucianism and Buddhism.

She also received spiritual water from a Bodhisattva's vase.

[Can be bound]: The spirit of the scriptures passed down from Wuchao.

what.

This name has been enlightened and even requires the scriptures of Wuchao.

Li Ye quickly realized that this was indeed an extraordinary powerhouse; at least the power he sensed was at the Nascent Soul level.

He was about to speak when the other person stared at his chest, a hint of doubt in their voice:

"There seems to be a great power of compassion in you, young friend."

"That is... the power of charity."

"It also seems to possess the delicate fragrance of lotus flowers."

Li Ye smiled slightly.

"What you sensed, senior, was probably the power of my worthless spirit pet. It's just a tiny bit of power, nothing to worry about."

His tone was very calm, as if it were just an ordinary little thing.

Upon hearing this, Guan Yan immediately found this young friend quite amusing.

If this is considered a trivial matter, then all the things she has seen over the long years are truly insignificant.

It seems that the former Master Su Xing was also so spirited and vigorous.

Recalling what had happened before, her smile widened: "Young friend, you are right. Master Di Sui is waiting. Please come with me."

Rongyuewei has long since disappeared.

She was left to lead the way, and soon they arrived at an elegant pavilion.

A scholar who looked excessively young, with the demeanor of a teenager, was sitting here, with Lü Qingge standing beside him. He kept his eyes downcast and didn't even look up when Li Ye came over.

The young scholar, however, raised his head.

Without any pleasantries, we went straight to the point:

"I'm sure you've already suspected something—that the demons of the Demon Spirit Inn committed such a heinous act, and coincidentally, several gentlemen in the academy share this thought."

"But I'm unwilling to prove anything."

"This is a fabricated charge; why should I need to prove it?"

He was clearly speaking to Lü Qingge, who had a slightly embarrassed expression on her face, wanting to say something but not daring to.

"Cough cough."

Li Ye coughed softly.

He first bowed and said, "Senior Di Sui, you should know my thoughts—I came here on the orders of the sect, and I really don't want to get involved in these struggles and infighting."

I have a solution.

Please take a look, senior.

The winter plum blossom on his Taoist robe immediately detached and jumped onto the table. Under the gaze of the two demon spirits and the two human cultivators, it trembled slightly and it took a while to calm down.

Guan Yan began to speak with great interest:

"Oh."

"This little guy seems to have been born from the power of a minor world."

"It is a spirit born from ink and water, so it can naturally absorb ink and water and transform it into its own spiritual power. That's right."

This means that she acknowledged that the magical object was indeed useful.

Di Sui pondered for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head, sighed deeply, and said:

"Stop it!"

"This matter has nothing to do with my Demon Spirit Inn. If we have found any villains, the academy can deal with them directly."

"But the pages of Liaozhai must be returned."

Before Lü Qingge could change her expression and speak...

He looked at Li Ye, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I want to give this as a gift to a young friend. After all, he's my sister's junior, so how can I not give him something nice?"

Li Ye: “…”

Why me again?

His excellent self-control was almost broken – the Bitter Journey Academy was considered a taboo book, "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio," and they wanted to give it to him as a gift from a non-Buddhist sect cultivator.

Isn't this really harming him?
……

Lu Qingge left without saying a last word.

Oh no.

He transmitted his voice to Li Ye, saying, "My master and the others had foreseen this matter, and it has nothing to do with you, fellow Daoist. Even if the story from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio was given to you by Master Di Sui, it can be considered your opportunity."

He left only after saying that. To be honest, his generosity seemed a bit excessive.

After he left, Li Ye looked at Mr. Di Sui and asked directly, "What you said, senior, really left me somewhat helpless."

"If this kind of inheritance were to be passed on to the outside world..."

Mr. Di Sui waved his hand.

The young scholar, with his eyes closed, said, "Your 'Tongqing Qu' (a type of folk song) must be quite good. Play it for me."

Li Ye took out the "Tongqing Qu" (a type of love song).

The melodious music resounded throughout the pavilion in the next instant.

Light, ethereal willow branches surrounded Mr. Di Sui, and at that moment, an unfathomable connection was established between him and Li Ye.

It was at this moment that he answered Li Ye's question:
"The Bitter Journey Academy has always taught anyone who is willing to learn. Even if you are a cultivator from another sect, as long as you can learn it, the knowledge will be yours."

"To be honest, I also have some selfish motives."

"The Demon Spirit Inn... or rather, a junior painter who once came from the inn, and a true master of the Four Seasons Sect did many absurd things. The story in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio doesn't even qualify as an apology."

Li Ye was somewhat surprised.

"You know?"

Di Sui chuckled: "Of course I know. My sister and I have almost the same supernatural power, which is to record everything that has happened."

I followed the path of historians.

Unfortunately, no matter how much I tried to comfort her, I couldn't prevent those terrible things from happening.

What can we do?

That's all I can do to make amends.

Having said that, he closed his eyes.

Li Ye understood what he meant—the chapter "Su Qiu" from Liaozhai was an apology to the Four Seasons Sect and a thank-you gift for helping to clean up the cave.

What about Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?
And what about his spiritual scrolls?
Should we wait until these issues are resolved before conducting a thorough investigation?

“You trust me a lot.”

"Then please help me open the cave."

"Let me show you what this little guy is capable of."

Di Sui naturally waved his hand, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, transforming from the Demon Spirit Inn into a world of ink wash painting.

—This place is different from the previous cave.

It is clearly another hidden paradise.

However, as long as it's a traditional Chinese ink painting style cave, it doesn't matter what else is available.

Li Ye said to the winter plum blossom in his palm, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Lamei shook her head at him as a nod.

Then it landed directly on the ground.

The ink-wash painting flowing from the land centered on it immediately flowed towards it, surging into the small wintersweet.

It began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The branches and trunks became thicker.

Branches sprouted and grew outwards.

One by one, ink-wash plum blossoms bloom on its branches.

Instead, the ink-like power within the land was completely absorbed, and the previous backflow did not occur.

As the Kanghua ginseng pigs ran around and rooted about, seemingly without any order, they scattered their little flowers onto the ground, turning the somewhat grayish-white soil into a glossy, dark black.

In just a short while, the land, covering several dozen acres, was restored to its original state. There was no need to check it at all; it was obvious to the naked eye that the land must be extremely fertile, and planting it would definitely yield a bumper harvest.

Looking at this place, Di Sui had a rare smile on his face.

"Thank you very much, young friend."

"What do you think should be planted on this purified land?"

—This question is sincere. No one can compare to the Four Seasons Sect when it comes to farming. This place will definitely be put to good use after it has been purified.

After all, the Bitter Journey Academy was really short of food.

Not only do the students inside the academy consume thousands of kilograms of rice per meal, but they also have to give some away to ordinary people outside from time to time. The deficit is not exactly getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, they will not let go of any place that can be used for farming. They want to plant as soon as possible and ask for advice while Li Ye is still here.

"What to plant?"

Li Ye thought for a moment: "After purification, the spiritual energy composition of the soil here is still somewhat complicated, so it's not really suitable for planting directly. However, I do have an idea."

"We can plant some mulberry trees and raise these silkworms. I will buy all the silk they produce, no matter how much."

The mulberry tree he was referring to was naturally the Yingyao Spirit Mulberry, and the silkworms were the Kongmo Spirit Silkworms that he had been raising for several generations. Those silkworms needed ink-water spiritual power to grow.

The ink residue left after this place was purified once is just the right amount of fertile soil to nurture them.

They will continuously absorb the tiny amounts of ink remaining in the soil, truly transforming this grotto into a place where basic crops can be grown.

"it is good."

"Then we'll do as you say."

“I will have the teachers in the academy send an official document to the Four Seasons Sect.”

Di Sui seems to have been cheerful ever since the beginning.

With his slightly immature baby face, he didn't look like a powerful elder of the Demon Spirit Inn who had lived for nearly ten thousand years.

Li Ye had some guesses about this.

Having experienced so much and wielding real power, the temperament cultivated by that power can truly allow one to calmly deal with most things—like Li Ye, whose mindset is becoming increasingly peaceful now.

but.

"Mr. Earthly Year".

"Isn't this the work of Yu Shichen, the bookworm spirit from the story 'Su Qiu' in 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'?"

Where exactly is he?

Di Sui was not surprised by Li Ye's question.

"So you really do know what it is. Among the younger generation of the academy, there are at most three or four people with your level of knowledge."

"You may stand here."

"I'm going to force out that guy's clone that he left here."

The earth took a step forward.

The bare soles of the feet landed directly on the ink-wash floor.

"Ding……"

There seemed to be a soft sound.

As if shaken, countless tiny, silvery-gray insects fell from the distant horizon.

It was densely packed, just like a vast ocean.

They devour everything in sight, whether it's the sky, the earth, or humans; anything they consume disappears without a trace.

It was as if it had been completely erased.

Silverfish spirit!
These are the legendary bookworms whose ink has become sentient!

However, before Li Ye could even focus his gaze and try to see what was going on, a ginkgo leaf fell from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it fell from the sky to the earth.

then.

All the silverfish spirits seemed to have weathered away, their silvery-gray turning pale, and with a gentle breeze, they turned into countless dust particles that drifted into the sky and earth.

It looked exactly like the ashes from a burning offering.

So many silverfish spirits were simply wiped away by the Earthly Deity.

Di Sui pinched a piece of unburnt paper ash and handed it to Li Ye, gesturing for him to take a look.

That is……

A fragment of a page from the Mei Ling Scroll.

(End of this chapter)