The only way

Chapter 148
Spring is cold.

The night in early spring was still surprisingly cold.

Ling Chu, who left Chen Guo, was not in a hurry to rush back to Tianyuan City, and rushed back to the sect.

All the way to and fro in a leisurely way.

One day, walking until night, there was no one around, and the tick-tock spring rain fell without warning.

The invisible shield of spiritual power separated the rain, and Lingchu, who was still dressed in green clothes and tulle, seemed to be walking on the ground, but it didn't get muddy at all.

Seeing a ruined temple not far away, the clear sky that rarely came out to let the wind turned into a petite snow-white cat, lying on Lingchu's shoulder, stretched out its fleshy paws happily, and pointed to the ruined temple.

Lingchu thought about it, although she didn't care whether she slept in the wild or not, but it's good to have a shelter from the wind and rain.

Then he nodded, pulled Qing Kong off his shoulders, hugged her in his arms and squeezed it several times.

After the foundation was established in the clear sky, the fur became softer and smoother, which was really easy to touch.

The little tiger in his arms yelled twice in protest, but still obediently let his master pluck its fur.

The ruined temple is not big, and it can be seen clearly at a glance.

The statue in the middle for people to worship has been covered with dust.

Looking at the appearance of the god statue, it is a Taoist god statue. Lingchu's eyebrows are slightly closed, and he casts a spell with his sleeves. The god statue is spotless in an instant.

Performing the Taoist ritual, he saluted respectfully.

After repeated nagging, Lingchu came to the corner of the ruined temple and sat down casually in a place where the wind could not get in.

The storage bag tied around Qingkong's neck had a flash of inspiration, and a rabbit hung its head on all fours.

The fleshy paw patted the rabbit, beckoning to the owner.

Lingchu glanced at Qingkong, and said slowly, "Want to eat roasted rabbit? Go and collect firewood."

Qingkong raised his head and let out a joyful cry, his snow-white figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the night outside the temple.

Sitting cross-legged in the ruined temple, Lingchu was not worried about the clear sky. Although he was getting closer and closer to Tianyuan City, it was still within the scope of the secular world.

Even in the realm of comprehension, the practice of building a foundation in the clear sky will not be too dangerous.

pat pat pat.

The sound of stepping on the muddy rain came to Lingchu's ears.

Lingchu, who had just practiced a week, opened his eyes and looked towards the temple gate.

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, the rabbit that was placed on the ground was peeled and haired instantly, and it was cleaned and landed on a clean cloth.

Well, when someone came, it would be difficult to use spiritual power to deal with the rabbit later. It is better to deal with it first before the person comes in.

After the rabbit finished handling it, within a few moments, a pair of grandparents and grandchildren holding oil-paper umbrellas entered the ruined temple without a gate.

The old woman was more than seventy years old, her white hair was as bright as silver thread, neatly combed, fastened with a silver hairpin, on the old face, a pair of eyes that should have been cloudy were extremely bright.

The old woman was supported by a boy who was no more than eight or nine years old. He wore a high bun and a royal blue headband, and his fair and delicate face was full of curiosity. A girl sitting alone in the temple.

This was the first time he had seen a younger sister alone in the wilderness.

Outside of the ruined temple, there is no human habitation within dozens of miles around, it is indeed a wilderness.

The old woman glanced sharply at Lingchu, seeing that Lingchu looked soft and harmless, and the vigilance in her eyes increased rather than diminished.

Lingchu didn't show any nervousness at all. As soon as the grandparents and grandchildren came in, she had already discovered that they were both monks.

However, the cultivation base is not high.

The old woman's cultivation base is higher, and she is in the middle stage of Qi training.

The boy had just introduced Qi into his body, and the spiritual power in his body was thin and unstable, but he looked like he had only practiced Qi.

If not, how can mortal grandchildren, old and young, dare to walk alone in the wild, and even dare to sleep in a ruined temple. The expression on their faces is curious and vigilant, but there is no fear or worry.

He raised his head and smiled slightly at the old woman's grandparents, then closed his eyes, looking like he was resting with his eyes closed.

Lingchu did not continue to practice, and Lingchu, who had restrained his spiritual power, seemed to the two old women to be an ordinary mortal.

It's just that the old woman has a lot of experience, how can she really believe that a woman who dares to sleep alone in the wilderness is a simple ordinary person.

Seeing Lingchu's gentle smile, the boy subconsciously showed a big smile.

The old woman teased her grandson, but she didn't even look at Lingchu. Instead, she chose a place far away from Lingchu, and sat down with her grandson.

The boy didn't care, and actively moved a pile of hay from the corner for the grandmother, and put it where the grandmother was sitting, so that the old woman could do it more comfortably.

Raising her hand to stroke the boy's hair, the old woman smiled gratifiedly, "Don't be too busy, sit down and rest, we have to hurry tomorrow morning."

The boy nodded obediently, took the pancakes handed over by the old woman, and ate it with a mouthful of water from the cowhide water bag.

The old woman watched the boy eat with a smile, and took out a piece of pancake from her bag, and ate it.

After taking only two bites, the old woman suddenly raised her head and looked at the entrance of the ruined temple with a strong vigilance in her expression.

A snow-white figure flew in quickly and landed in Lingchu's arms.

Qingkong looked up at Lingchu aggrievedly, her round eyes full of accusations.

It's raining outside, where is there any dry firewood for him to pick up.

Lingchu naturally thought of it too, but, she swears to God, when she asked Qingkong to go out to look for it, she really didn't remember it for a while.

Whether it rains or not is a trivial matter for monks who don't care at all.

Later, seeing the grandparents and grandchildren coming in with oiled paper umbrellas, and the raindrops falling from the oiled paper umbrellas, immediately reminded Lingchu of this incident.

But at that time, the clear sky had already gone out.

Anyway, they have all gone out, so it doesn't make sense to call back at this time, so they just wait for Qingkong to come back by himself.

I just didn't expect Qingkong to be so wronged.

Lingchu smiled and bent his eyes, stroked Qingkong's snow-white fur soothingly, looked up at the old woman who was full of spiritual energy and was ready to go, and the boy who was staring at Qingkong closely with liking in his eyes.

Qingkong followed the master's gaze, only then noticed that there were two more people in the ruined temple, blinking their round eyes, Qingkong realized later, did it restrain its breath?
For Qingkong who had broken through to Foundation Establishment, one of the two monks in the qi training period had just introduced qi into his body, so he didn't care much at all.

However, Qingkong glanced at Lingchu cautiously. Fortunately, it follows its master and doesn't often reveal its breath. Most of the time, it is restrained.

However, it seems that there is no convergence speed just now?

Of course Lingchu could think of what Qingkong was thinking, seeing those blue eyes, from grievance to guilt, couldn't help laughing, and lightly tapped Qingkong on the head.

She restrained her breath just to avoid trouble, and it didn't matter if she was exposed or not.

It's just that Qingkong's frizzy character is not acceptable.

The old woman on the other side of the ruined temple had deep horror in her eyes, and various speculations surfaced in her mind.

　It seems that many stories happened in the ruined temple, hahaha, let's join in the fun without saying anything.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)