Chapter 168 Reunion in the Snow

Above the nine heavens, the four elements rotate, yin and yang meet, wind, rain, frost and snow change constantly, and finally, it turns into heavy snow like goose feathers, falling down one after another.

In front of a cave, Liu Qiqiang respectfully sent out a communication talisman, and then quietly waited in the snow.

The heavy snow fell and floated all over his body, but he did not move.

After a long time, the door of the cave opened, and a cold voice came from inside: "Come in."

Liu Qiqiang shook his body a few times, getting rid of the snow on his body, and his spiritual clothes were shining, bringing him a burst of warmth.

Walking into the cave, in the center of the hall, Xu Mengyun glanced at him.

Over the past few years, Liu Qiqiang has changed a lot.

His figure is not as thin as before, but has become more plump. He is wearing all kinds of spiritual clothes and spiritual weapons all over his body, showing a domineering look.

"I've told you many times that you can't be impatient for quick success in cultivation. If you just swallow pills blindly, you will accumulate a lot of pill poison and affect your progress and breakthrough." After observing for a while, Xu Mengyun spoke slowly.

"I know what you taught me, Senior Sister." Liu Qiqiang responded respectfully, but he was thinking that next time he came, he would have to spend a lot of money to buy some pill-quenching spiritual water to remove the pill poison in his body.

As for Xu Mengyun's unstable foundation and difficulty in breaking through, he didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, in this day and age, spiritual stones are everything.

An unstable foundation, a solid spirit pill, too much pill poison, and quenching spiritual water, anyway, as long as there are enough spiritual stones, in his opinion, nothing is a problem, even the foundation-building pill can be bought.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Xu Mengyun was so thoughtful that she naturally saw that Liu Qiqiang didn't care, but didn't say much, but asked directly.

At the same time, she took a sip of the spiritual tea on the table and waited quietly for his explanation.

"I wonder if you have heard about the sect's recent release of the Spiritual Veins and Caves Rental Law?" Liu Qiqiang asked.

"Hmm?" Xu Mengyun frowned. She had been busy practicing recently and hadn't really noticed what was happening in the sect.

"Show me the new regulations." Xu Mengyun said.

Liu Qiqiang immediately handed over the jade slip that he had prepared long ago.

Xu Mengyun carefully sensed the information in it, bent her fingers, and knocked the table unconsciously with her joints, and couldn't help but ponder.

Seeing Xu Mengyun thinking for a long time but still unable to get a result, Liu Qiqiang couldn't help asking: "Senior sister, I think this may be an opportunity for us."

"Oh?" Xu Mengyun responded lightly, "Tell me about it."

"We can use the excess spiritual stone resources in our hands to buy the right to build the spiritual vein cave, and then after the cave is built, sell it to those casual cultivators at a high price to squeeze out the spiritual stones in their hands."

"Not only that, we can also use some small tricks to let those casual cultivators who have exhausted their wealth die unexpectedly and give up the cave early, so that we can continue to sell it."

"We can also trick the big and small forces under the Qingyun Sect into coming in, and use their rich assets to continuously raise the price of the cave, and then we can take advantage of the price difference..."

"Have you ever thought about what the consequences of doing so are?" Xu Mengyun interrupted Liu Qiqiang.

"With the continuous construction of caves, the spirit veins will eventually be occupied. By then, the independent cultivators who could have survived in the market will be forced out."

"Those big and small forces with family backgrounds will lose all their spirit stone resources and fall apart because of this."

"By then, the entire Qingyun Sect area will be full of low-level cultivators who cannot survive in the spirit veins. What kind of damage will this cause to order, and what kind of consequences will it cause in the end? Have you considered it?"

"This!" Liu Qiqiang's face stagnated, and then he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, senior sister, since the ancestor did this, there must be a reason, we don't have to worry."

"Besides, the greater the risk, the more money you can make. We can't miss this opportunity! And if we don't do it, there are people who do it, and we will lose money!"

"Do you only have spirit stones in your eyes? Are you living just to earn spirit stones?" Hearing these words, Xu Mengyun couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then suddenly asked.

Liu Qiqiang was stunned by the question, but he quickly reacted: "What else?"

"We created the platform, aren't the spirit stones we earned enough?" Xu Mengyun asked with a frown.

"There is never too much spirit stones. Besides, Senior Sister, Senior Brother Lin Chen needs these spirit stones!" Liu Qiqiang saw this, his eyes turned, and he immediately changed his direction and said.

Sure enough, Xu Mengyun heard this and fell silent.

After a moment, she said: "You should leave first, let me think about it."

Liu Qiqiang had a reluctant look on his face, but he still bowed and bowed and left.

He knew very well that his current status was closely related to Senior Brother Lin.

Although he is now a top figure in the inner and outer gates, he looks glorious, but if Senior Brother Lin is unhappy, I am afraid that many disciples will step on him to get to the top.

And Senior Brother Lin has a special relationship with Senior Sister Xu Mengyun, so he should not be offended easily.

Xu Mengyun was somewhat silent as she watched Liu Qiqiang's back go away.

She herself was not a good person, and she had no experience as a casual cultivator, so naturally she would not have much sympathy.

But just now, after hearing about Liu Qiqiang's unscrupulous behavior in order to obtain a large number of spiritual stones, Xu Mengyun felt a vague emotion in her heart.

It seemed that they, the cultivators, lived and practiced just for spiritual stones.

"I felt that I became a slave to money when I was a mortal, but I didn't expect that after becoming a cultivator, I seemed to have become a slave to spiritual stones." Thinking of this, Xu Mengyun sighed softly.

She always felt that this cultivation of immortals was really far away from the longevity and freedom she once longed for, but looking around, it seemed that almost all cultivators did the same.

Earning spiritual stones, practicing skills, taking elixirs, achieving breakthroughs, earning spiritual stones...

How come this immortal cultivation is like a puppet?

Do cultivators live just for spiritual stones and elixirs?

Is the longevity we pursue to become a puppet controlled by spiritual stones?

No, in fact, there are still people who are different.

Thinking of this, Xu Mengyun stood up and walked out.

After an unknown amount of time, in the evening, she came to a cave.

There was a pile of snow in front of the cave, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

"Haven't you come back yet?" Xu Mengyun sighed softly and turned to leave.

But just as she was about to leave, she accidentally glanced at the snow on the side, but was suddenly stunned.

Because on the snow, a series of faint footprints were visible, as if someone had just left not long ago.

Seeing this, Xu Mengyun hesitated for a moment, and then followed the traces in the snow directly.

Soon, they came to the top of a small hill.

There was a pavilion on the top of the mountain, with a stove in the pavilion and a pot on the stove. A person held a cup and poured it down lightly. Faintly, there was a faint smell of wine.

The man was in the pavilion, facing the wind and snow, and pondered alone.

His back stood upright in the cold wind and light snow, thin and thin, but standing there, there was a kind of elegance that embraced the world.

And the white dress fluttering in the wind, under the falling snowflakes, has an indescribable sense of elegance and freedom.

It seems that all the troubles, honors and disgraces, joys and sorrows in the world have been left behind by that back figure.

At this moment, the figure in the pavilion seemed to have sensed something, turned around, looked at her with a smile, raised the wine glass, gestured to her, and chanted in a clear voice:

"Green ants and new wine, red clay stove. It's going to snow in the evening, can you drink a cup?"

"Senior sister, how are you?"

At this moment, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the evening snow is all over the sky.

A white dress that is more beautiful than snow and a solemn purple dress stand opposite each other, and the clear voice of the young man is echoing.

The rustling cold wind comes through the mountains and ridges, brushing past the figures of the two. At this moment, time seems to be frozen.