Chapter 547: Delivering Wine to Daoist Mingzhang

Three days later, Peach Blossom Plain.

Lu Zheng displayed great prowess, fighting two opponents simultaneously, still defeating all with ease and invincibility.

In the morning, in the backyard.

"Little Sister Qingyan, honestly, a giant centipede is one thing, it’s just invigorating the blood, the effect is limited, but why did you add an Immortal Spirit into the wine?"

Shen Ying’s posture was like water, her eyes seductive as silk, yet she hadn’t recovered from last night. While attending to Lu Zheng’s washing, she complained about Liu Qingyan.

A white fluffy tail emerged from the blanket, twitched, then retracted again, as if responding.

Shen Ying chuckled, "I’m afraid Qingyan won’t make it to the clinic today."

...

After breakfast, Liu Qingyan still hurried back to Tonglin County, while Lu Zheng was not in a rush and started cultivating in Taohua Village.

Shen Ying fused the Soul Refining Chapter and the Refining the Nether Chapter from the Seven Obscure Classics with the Little Earth Emperor’s Ghost-Controlling Divine Communication Technique, forming her own unique cultivation technique, progressing in her cultivation.

However, these techniques originated from two different systems, and the legacy of the Earth God was quite fragmentary, so it required cultivating while exploring and researching, with Lu Zheng assisting on the side.

Unable to resist, they also took out the Bone Refining Chapter for reference.

"The Bone Refining Chapter?" Shen Ying was quite surprised, "Didn’t you return it to Fellow Daoist Wen?"

Lu Zheng blinked, "Yes, but since it passed through my hands, it’s only natural to record it before returning."

Shen Ying reached out to her forehead, thinking that her husband was indeed impressive, recording the technique without a sound even in the presence of a Ghost King like Wen Jiong.

Planting a kiss on Lu Zheng’s cheek, "Just don’t let him find out."

"Don’t worry, it’s all under control!"

The two started studying the Bone Refining Chapter, discovering it’s another system, unrelated to the Soul Refining Chapter and Refining the Nether Chapter.

"The Bone Refining Chapter incorporated some techniques from the Netherworld for tempering ghost bones, and also included some Buddhist methods for tempering the golden body and jade bones."

Buddhist techniques?

Lu Zheng pondered, the skeleton with crystal-clear bones like jade didn’t seem like a typical ghostly being practicing bone cultivation in the Netherworld, probably the very technique he cultivated had hints of Buddhism, which increased the Bone Refining Chapter’s attraction to him.

No wonder he carried Buddhist relics with him, probably also for cultivation purposes.

Thinking about this, Lu Zheng couldn’t help asking, "Could it be the legacy of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Shen Ying hadn’t heard of this name.

Lu Zheng nodded, "A great power of the Buddhist Sect stationed in the Netherworld, on par with the Daoist Sect’s Emperor Fengdu in status."

Well, Shen Ying hadn’t heard of Emperor Fengdu’s name either, after all, this world’s Netherworld wasn’t under the jurisdiction of the Great Jing Dynasty, so this title wasn’t widely known.

Unlike the modern era, where one could go online to learn everything, some immortals were indeed famous, but if only circulated in small circles, even ordinary people or cultivators might hardly know.

...

During winter, with heavy snowfall, the world was covered in white. Lu Zheng carried two jars of medicinal wine up Shaotong Mountain.

"Master, how’s this wine?"

"Such strong liquor! Such rich aroma! Such potent medicinal properties!"

Daoist Mingzhang praised, "Did you kill another demon that’s a hundred years old?"

"I stumbled upon an evil-doing centipede spirit while soaking in the hot springs, dealt with it easily, and brewed a few jars of Red Centipede Three Elements Wine to honor you, Master."

"Good, good, good."

Daoist Mingzhang laughed heartily, clinking glasses with Master Shouyi, drank it all down.

Of course, Lu Zheng wouldn’t send aphrodisiac baijiu to Daoist Mingzhang. After brewing a jar of Red Centipede Spirit Spleen Wine, he took out the centipede, combined it with three other spirit medicines: human ginseng, Huang Jing, and Fuling, and brewed two jars of Red Centipede Three Elements Wine to bring up the mountain.

Combined with the century-old Great Demon and three hundred-year-old spirit medicines, even Daoist Mingzhang and Master Shouyi couldn’t underestimate, taking a small sip, they each took a jar, one for each.

"Good medicine! Good wine! How did such a good student happen to be met by your White Cloud Temple?"

Daoist Mingzhang stroked his beard and smiled at the words, full of pride, "Our White Cloud Temple inherits from the Supreme, with auspicious destiny abundant, naturally teeming with talents, A Phoenix Comes."

Master Shouyi was speechless, glancing at Yuan Jing beside him, whose breathing was unstable but was there for the wine as well.

Yuan Jing: Õ_Õ

This time, when Lu Zheng went up the mountain, he happened to meet Yuan Jing walking in the courtyard to nurture his injuries. Upon inquiring, he learned that not long ago, while doing feng shui work in a certain town, Yuan Jing encountered a zombie. Although he eliminated the zombie, he sustained some injuries himself.

"The zombie was the ancestor of that wealthy household, dormant for hundreds of years, absorbing the blood of all deceased kin in its ancestral grave for centuries, having thick Yin Qi and steel-like bones. I was a bit careless, sustaining some injuries, which is quite normal!"

"Normal, normal!" Lu Zheng could only offer warm comfort, pouring Yuan Jing a cup of wine. After drinking a cup of medicinal wine rich in Primordial Yang Qi, Yuan Jing’s injuries were mostly healed.

"Yuan Zheng."

"Disciple here."

"This year’s New Spring Gathering, you should return as well." Daoist Mingzhang suddenly said.

"Yes." Lu Zheng nodded in agreement.

Last year, he didn’t return because he was not only a younger disciple but also an outer disciple with low cultivation. It didn’t matter whether he returned or not.

However, now that his cultivation had gradually increased, and he could even fly and teleport, he was considered a top master within White Cloud Temple, surpassing most of the Ming Generation Daoists and even some of the Yue Generation seniors.

So, in this first year exceeding five hundred years of Dao practice, he definitely had to return to White Cloud Temple to report his progress and demonstrate his attitude, possibly affording some good things as well.

Mentioning this, Daoist Mingzhang couldn’t help but sigh, "You’ve only been apprenticed for three years, and you’ve already surpassed the thirty years of hard work of most Daoists. Your cultivation progress is fast enough to rank in the top ten of all disciples in the history of White Cloud Temple, something I truly didn’t foresee before."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zheng felt a sense of emotion, "Disciple didn’t expect it either."

Come on, I only entered the top ten, are all the top nine transmigrators?

...

After chatting idly in White Cloud Temple for half a day, Lu Zheng ran into Wang Xiaowan upon leaving.

Several months had passed, and after cultivating the Qingwei Palace Technique, Wang Xiaowan had already reached the entry-level, her body burgeoning with Daoist True Qi, exuding a captivating presence, even though clad in a Daoist robe, it couldn’t conceal her graceful appearance and ethereal celestial aura.

...

"Lu Lang, are you going to White Cloud Temple this year?"

"Fly there and back, surely faster than two years ago?" Lu Zheng nodded.

Ao Qian’s little face fell, "I was hoping to spend the New Year with brother-in-law!"

Lu Zheng shrugged, "I’ll make the New Year’s feast half-cooked, so you just need to heat it up by then."

"Great!" Ao Qian and Liu Qingquan clasped hands and cheered.

Lu Zheng, "..."

"There’s still nearly two months until the New Year’s festival, if either of you falls behind in your studies, don’t blame me for being outspoken!"

Ao Qian and Liu Qingquan, "..."

After sending off the two little girls, Liu Qingyan asked, "Lu Lang, is there anything you need to prepare for this trip up the mountain?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, "No need, this time I’ll still bring some treasure swords, Flower Carving, and Wuliangye. White Cloud Temple is well-established, so it doesn’t need anything."

Liu Qingyan reminded, "There might be materials for sword refining in White Cloud Temple."

Lu Zheng’s eyes lit up, "That’s right!"

Although he hadn’t learned the Sword Refining Technique yet, he could first prepare the materials.