I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

"There was definitely something wrong!"

Zhou Qingyun's eyes lit up, and she rushed in.

Ximen Qing didn't have time to stop him and could only follow behind.

He left Hua Baoyan at the cave entrance to provide support at any time.

Compared to the underground passage beneath the main hall, this is where the true essence of Lianye Temple lies.

The corridor was built with straight lines, and the candles on the walls were all whale oil lamps that burned continuously.

Even the corners were thoughtfully disguised so that the monks could easily fight back if any enemies invaded.

Unfortunately, despite his cunning schemes, Qing'an Monk never imagined that he would be the first to die. With his followers losing their leader, they naturally offered no organized resistance.

This arrangement was ultimately abandoned.

Zhou Qingyun hovered around the mother-and-child sword, threw a few Qi-restoring pills into his mouth, and chewed them with a "crunch" while looking around.

In the center of the passageway is a space that is neither too big nor too small. In the middle is a trading table, and in front of it are a dozen or so tables and chairs, with tea sets on them.

The most important thing is what's behind the trading desk.

There were only a few cultivation materials and a field the size of a basketball court.

Some plants, such as ginseng and red jujube, are grown there.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Qingyun's eyes lit up instantly. She quickly stepped forward, squatted down, picked up a pinch of black soil, and placed it on the tip of her nose.

Curious, Ximen Qing couldn't help but ask, "Is there something wrong with this soil?"

"Yes! Of course there's a problem! Junior brother, you're really lucky!"

Zhou Qingyun raised her head, her eyes now shining golden.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

A look of inquiry appeared on Ximen Qing's face.

Although Qingzhou was a prefectural city, Lianye Temple, apart from the monk Qing'an, ultimately had no real ability to resist.

If they really had something good, why would they be so weak?

However, Zhou Qingyun was right about one thing: he was indeed very lucky today.

"Yes! And there's a huge problem! Spiritual plants mostly grow in famous mountains and rivers. Do you know why so many can be grown in this dark and sunless place? And how can they be cultivated into such large-scale fields!?"

Zhou Qingyun's face was filled with excitement.

"Oh? Why?"

Ximen Qing couldn't help but squat down next to Zhou Qingyun. The two of them stared at the black soil on the ground like perverts looking at a beautiful JK girl.

"Legend has it that spiritual objects that are over ten thousand years old can automatically release spiritual energy to nourish the land. Look!"

Zhou Qingyun pointed to the center of the land, where there was something different from other spiritual creatures, with only a section of its stem protruding from the ground.

Tender green shoots sway in the air.

The jellyfish sword flew out, its light shaking the surrounding soil and revealing a green spiritual object that resembled jade and was trembling and breathing slightly.

"Eternal Azure Sky?"

Zhou Qingyun murmured, her words filled with disbelief and a hint of relief.

"Ten Thousand Year Azure? What is that? Is it very rare?" Ximen Qing repeated, stroking his chin as he asked.

"It is rare, of course, but it is considered common among ten-thousand-year-old spiritual objects. It is a treasure that is born from the connection between spiritual energy and the earth energy of some jade mines. It is somewhere between jade and spiritual plants. It cannot be consumed directly, nor can it be used as raw material for flying swords. It can only be said that it is of little use to those above the innate level. No wonder it ended up in the hands of Monk Qing'an."

After Zhou Qingyun finished speaking, a look of relief crossed her face. Then, she looked at Ximen Qing with a relaxed expression and said:

"To be honest, my father has been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time. If it were any other ten-thousand-year-old spiritual object, I would have shamelessly begged you to exchange it. But now it seems I don't need to be the bad guy."

Hearing Zhou Qingyun's words.

Ximen Qing was taken aback at first, then looked at her solemn expression, and subconsciously patted her head, saying, "Since you've been so honest, for your uncle's sake, I must find you a true ten-thousand-year-old spiritual plant!"

"Alright! I've got it. If you can't do it, I'll punish you by making you my sparring partner for a year, and then you'll come with me to Huangshan to become my apprentice!"

Zhou Qingyun spoke in a relaxed tone, but couldn't help glancing at Ximen Qing.

"Okay! It's a deal!"

Unexpectedly, Ximen Qing smiled lightly, stretched out his palm, grabbed her hand with his other hand, and slapped it hard!

After squeezing out the last remaining value of Lianye Temple, Ximen Qing and Zhou Qingyun carried Wanzai Kongqing out of the tunnel.

It was already afternoon outside.

Hua Baoyan and Shi Zhipu, along with Prefect Weng, were already waiting at the cave entrance.

Behind them stood a large group of people dressed as wealthy merchants, powerful figures, and members of prominent families.

"It's my brother! They're out!"

Upon seeing the two figures, Hua Baoyan couldn't help but exclaim!

Prefect Weng immediately stepped forward, glanced at the Wanzai Kongqing in Ximen Qing's hand, wisely refrained from asking any questions, and instead bowed respectfully: "The demonic monks of Lianye Temple have all been captured, all thanks to the merits of Immortal Ximen and Fairy Zhou! However, the demonic aura here has not been eradicated, and the surrounding people are suffering greatly. My daughter and son-in-law Shi... told me that Immortal Ximen and his entire family came to Qingzhou from Guobei County. Since we will all be Qingzhou people from now on, we are one family! For the peace of the surrounding people, and for the peace of Qingzhou, please ask Immortal Ximen to stay at Lianye Temple for the time being!"

As soon as Governor Weng finished speaking, Ximen Qing was stunned.

What is that?

I just copied this, and you said you'd give it to me?

Seeing Ximen Qing's solemn expression, the crowd behind Governor Weng rushed to the front, eager to become acquainted with him, waving land deeds and various tickets in their hands:

"Immortal Master Ximen! I am Chen Wang, the chief patron of Lianye Temple, and this is the land deed for Lianye Temple!"

"I am also a patron, and I am willing to renovate the temple for the immortal master free of charge, turning the temple into my home!"

"I will offer you a plot of land and a house outside the city, along with a hundred servants!"

"Thirty fine horses, hundreds of cattle and sheep!"

"I will present you with three beauties and twenty songstresses!"

brush!

In an instant, Hua Baoyan's eyes were fixed on the wealthy merchant who had shouted that he was sending a beauty.

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"Ahem, I appreciate everyone's enthusiasm, but with the demon still undefeated, I feel unworthy of such treatment! How about this, everyone go back first, and we can discuss these matters again after the fox demon in the city is eliminated?"

Ximen Qing pressed his hands into the air, secretly pleased, but still spoke with a serious expression.

"Master Ximen truly deserves his reputation as a young hero!"

"With Master Ximen here, he will surely be able to eliminate the fox demon and protect us!"

"These matters can be discussed later, but this Lotus Leaf Temple... oh no, this residence, will be entrusted to Immortal Master Ximen. It just so happens that my daughter will also be staying with us for a few days, so please do not refuse, Immortal Master!"

Finally, Governor Weng made the final decision.

Ximen Qing glanced at Shi Zhipu and Changting, and could only "reluctantly" accept it.

"Excellent! I will immediately send someone out of the city to Changting Village to invite the Immortal Master's family to the city!"

After some pleasantries, we finally managed to see them off.

Ximen Qing glanced at the Wanzai Kongqing he had been holding and thought, "Fine, let's take it back!"