Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

A moment later, a white-haired, red-robed Taoist appeared above the sea of ​​blood, walking on air; it was Xu Qing.

Xu Qing looked at the sun and sighed. The Blood Sea was already dark and gloomy, and the last time he came out, he encountered a calamity cloud covering the sky and could not see the sun.

At this moment, as he walked through the primordial world with his Blood Sea clone, he found the sunlight somewhat unfamiliar.

Shaking his head, Xu Qing began to consider where he should go next. He had basically finished sorting out the Western spiritual veins, and he had also memorized the remaining nodes. Perhaps he should return the Earth Book to Zhen Yuanzi.

Perfect timing, it'll also be a chance to catch up with old friends. With that thought, Xu Qing flew towards Wuzhuang Temple.

The Blood Sea Avatar was only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint realm and did not have the Red Lotus enhancement, so its speed was much slower. Xu Qing was not in a hurry and treated it as a journey through the prehistoric world.

With Mount Buzhou as the center of the primordial world, the Blood Sea is to the southeast of Mount Buzhou, and Wuzhuang Temple is to the northwest. Since Xu Qing emerged from the Blood Sea, he flew to the northwest.

The world is vast and boundless, time flies by, the sun and moon revolve, the Milky Way flows on and on. About a hundred years have passed, and Xu Qing finally arrives at Longevity Mountain from the Sea of ​​Blood.

Along the way, Xu Qing could clearly feel that the malevolent and calamity-inducing aura in the world had become much stronger. He had already witnessed many instances of witches and demons hunting each other.

"A great calamity is about to begin," Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh. If the Lich War were to break out, it would likely cause widespread devastation, and humanity, which had just begun to recover some strength, would be completely suppressed.

Without the God-Slaying Spear, Xu Qing was unwilling to get involved in karma, and avoided any encounters with battles between witches and demons.

Pulling his thoughts back, Xu Qing gazed into the distance at the Taoist temple nestled in the mountains. Built against the mountainside and beside the water, it was surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, filled with spiritual energy. Inside, the temple was adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, its architecture simple and ancient.

The plaque bears the three large characters "Wuzhuang Temple".

It seems that after several renovations, and with the Hongyun True Spirit stabilizing, Zhen Yuanzi's mentality has improved considerably.

Xu Qing nodded to himself, feeling a little envious.

The last time he came to Wuzhuang Temple to get the ginseng fruit, the spiritual energy here was desolate, and there were demons everywhere. The buildings inside were covered in dust, even if they weren't broken walls and ruins. They didn't have this kind of immortal charm.

Zhen Yuanzi has a unique background, being born and accompanied by ginseng fruit and deeply connected to the earth's veins. In the primordial world, no one who gains power will provoke him.

Such advantages are enough to allow him to transcend worldly affairs and ignore the chaos of the world. His only weakness is probably his close friend Hongyun.

Xu Qing stopped observing, landed on the ground from the air, a flash of yellowish-brown light appeared in his hand, and the Earth Book appeared in Xu Qing's hand, making his blood-stained clothes even redder.

As soon as Xu Qing stepped onto Longevity Mountain, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe appeared before him, holding a whisk, followed by two children. This man was none other than Zhen Yuanzi.

Xu Qing traveled back and forth between the West and the center of the primordial wilderness many times, and he also passed by Wanshou Mountain several times.

Although he had stopped there for a while, Zhen Yuanzi still thought he was just passing by. It wasn't until Xu Qing started climbing the mountain that he realized what was going on, so he rushed over to greet him.

Zhen Yuanzi realized he had been somewhat impolite and said:

"I thought Fellow Daoist Xu Qing was going somewhere else, but I didn't expect that he would actually come to my poor and desolate place. I apologize for not welcoming you properly."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed to Xu Qing, and the two Daoist boys behind him, Qingfeng and Mingyue, also bowed and said in unison:

"Greetings, Master Xu Qing."

Xu Qing naturally returned the greeting and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, are you blaming me for not coming often? I'm destined to be busy, unlike you who are detached from worldly affairs."

If I ever have a free day, I'll definitely bother you a lot. For one thing, I've been craving your ginseng fruit for ages!

Seeing Xu Qing speak like this, Zhen Yuanzi also relaxed and responded with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you have an extraordinary background and abundant blessings. Your future achievements are limitless. This hardship is nothing more than a minor tribulation."

When you succeed, I will definitely prepare a banquet at Longevity Mountain to celebrate. The two of us will drink until we are completely drunk.

"Since you like these mere ginseng fruits, fellow Daoist, I won't be stingy. Please feel free to pick them."

To be honest, although Zhen Yuanzi could tell that Xu Qing was very busy, he really didn't know what he was doing. However, since Xu Qing said that he was destined to be busy, his response couldn't be wrong.

Moreover, the previous battle between Dao De and Hong Jun at Zi Xiao Palace had divided the chaos, causing the sun and moon to hang upside down, and the entire primordial world to know it. His intuition told him that this matter was related to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing laughed heartily, and then walked up the mountain side by side with Zhen Yuanzi. Along the way, the two Taoists in yellow and blood chatted happily, and laughter echoed throughout the mountain.

Upon reaching the entrance, the boy pushed open the door, and Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand, saying to Xu Qing, "Please."

Xu Qing entered the Wuzhuang Temple and saw spirit beasts roaming everywhere and spirit plants flourishing. There were also several young men in Taoist robes, some meditating and others playing.

Then he turned to Zhen Yuanzi and said:

"Fellow Daoist, you have an elegant interest."

Zhen Yuanzi chuckled and stroked his beard.

"With Hongyun gone, I am but an old man living alone on Longevity Mountain. I can no longer just play with flowers and plants and tend to a few spirit beasts to pass the time."

Later, as the number of spirit beasts increased, one person couldn't manage them all, so I took in a few more disciples at the foot of the mountain. They weren't diligent in their studies, and I didn't supervise them much either. They were all of mediocre cultivation, which made them a laughing stock among fellow Daoists.

Xu Qing looked at them more carefully. Among Zhen Yuanzi's disciples, there were both spirits and monsters, as well as witches and humans. Although they came from different backgrounds, they were closely related and inseparable.

"Fellow Daoist, where did your disciples come from? I came from the Blood Sea and have traveled all over the prehistoric world, but I only saw the Wu and Yao races killing each other. I never expected that they would be as close as brothers to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi sighed, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

"My disciples are often the ones who, when the witch and demon races are fighting, one side is defeated and the other side is destroyed, leaving behind orphans and widows. When they hear that there is a great supernatural being on Longevity Mountain, some of them bring their children to me and beg me to take them in for refuge."

I am not one to seek trouble, but with my cultivation and having lived in the primordial world for several eons, I can protect some orphans.

No wonder Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun are such good friends; they are indeed the same kind of people. After looking them over, Xu Qing noticed that everyone in the temple was either pure Yin or pure Yang, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Orphans and widows, why do we only see orphans and not widows? Where have they gone?"

Zhen Yuanzi remained silent for a while before speaking.

"They did not want their children to continue participating in the war, but in the end, they were killed and their families were destroyed."

Unable to let go of my hatred, after taking in children, I would often seek out other members of my own tribe and get involved in the conflict between the two tribes. I guess I lost my life in some kind of conflict.

I never tell these disciples about the outside world. Those with mediocre talent who cannot become immortals, let them grow old and die here naturally. Even those who are capable and want to descend the mountain, let them wait until the matter of the witches and demons is over.

As he spoke, Zhen Yuanzi looked up at the sky, clearly feeling somewhat sad.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression reminded Xu Qing of his elder brother, Daode, who, when speaking of the human race in the Kunlun Mountains, also expressed such compassion and sympathy.