A Dream of Transmigration - Chapter 106
Chu Ying sighed: "The essence of the orchid is indeed naturally connected with the Fuyue Stone. I had no hope to begin with."
He nodded: "Good to know."
"Senior brother, you are Bai Yue—" Lin Feifei finally came to her senses.
Chu Ying shook her head.
“You no longer need to call him senior brother,” he said, looking at her with a slight smile, “because I am Lingyi.”
.
"You are Lingyi..."
“Yes, that destined eighteenth senior brother,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips and a narrowing of his phoenix eyes. “I am just a Taoist named Lingyi; Chu Ying is my secular name.”
The destined eighteenth senior brother? It's him?! Lin Feifei was overjoyed, but immediately looked at the white-robed figure again: "Then you..."
A hint of guilt flickered in his half-closed eyes.
There was no response.
“He is the person my master asked me to find, but I haven’t exposed him yet because I was afraid of alerting him,” Chu Ying said, then looked at him and sighed softly, “I have long heard that Lanling is the land of orchids and has beautiful scenery.”
moment.
“Indeed,” he turned to the side and nodded slowly, “I am indeed Lord Lanling.”
“Lanling Jun,” Lin Feifei murmured, looking at that indifferent face, “So you deliberately impersonated my senior brother to deceive me.”
Such an icy and aloof person, even though I had my doubts, I never imagined that he would be the terrifying Baiyue Suxin Lanhun. For half a year, I even felt sad because he couldn't smile. I never thought that he was just trying to use my innate Xuanzi Stone and Yin-Yang Spirit Communication Technique to seize the Five-Colored Fuyue Stone!
It's not a pleasant feeling to be deceived...
silence.
The cold voice carried a hint of gentleness and guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you."
Chu Ying gently squeezed her hand, then looked at Lanling Jun: "Now that we have the Five-Colored Moon-Subduing Stone, it will greatly benefit our cultivation. Why not return?"
"Return?" He snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "I have never been interested in cultivating immortality. Now that I have the Five-Colored Moon-Subduing Stone, once I rescue my mother and kill those bald monks at Longquan Temple, I can roam freely in the mortal world. That's better than being some kind of immortal."
Chu Ying shook her head.
Those icy eyes looked at Lin Feifei with a warm glow: "Do you remember the story I told you?"
Lin Feifei nodded mechanically.
He turned his face and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "I didn't finish telling that story."
"Young Master Lan was beaten to the point of death by that bald monk Pujue. His beloved wife was so grief-stricken that she originally wanted to commit suicide for her husband. However, she unexpectedly discovered that a new orchid bud had sprouted next to the withered orchid. She thought that her husband would be resurrected, so she secretly moved it into the room and waited and took good care of it. However, several months passed and her husband still did not appear. She was completely desperate."
"It was Mid-Autumn Festival, at midnight. Everyone was asleep. She held the pot of orchids and cried for a long time. Finally, she cut her wrist and let her blood slowly submerge the orchids in the pot. What no one expected was that Young Master Lan had already foreseen that he was doomed. Therefore, before the bald monk Pujue arrived, he had already given all his spiritual energy to the orchid that had not yet sprouted. Everything happened by chance. The newly sprouted Pure Heart Orchid did not disappoint. It finally obtained the essence of the moon, and the Moon Worship Pure Heart Orchid was born."
for a long time.
“That was me,” he turned to look at her. “My mother did not want to return to the underworld for reincarnation. We killed that bald monk Pujue and originally intended to kill all the bald monks in Longquan Temple and roam the world. However, after your master found out, he joined forces with the monk Wuzhi of Dinglin Temple and the old man Daoqing of the Celestial Master Sect to capture my mother and imprison her in the Xuantian Bagua Formation. Due to the circumstances, I abandoned my orchid form and took resentment as my body, leaving no trace. That is how I escaped this calamity.”
Chu Ying shook her head: "When you impersonated me, I was already suspicious. I followed you in secret, but you seemed to have no ill intentions. It turns out that you were after her Xuanzi Stone and Yin-Yang Spirit Communication Spell, so that you could use its righteous energy to obtain the Five-Colored Subduing Moon Stone."
“Everyone says that monsters are extremely evil, but my father did not do anything evil. It was all my mother’s choice. That bald monk Pujue just had to meddle in other people’s business. Isn’t that wicked?”
“Only you,” he looked at Lin Feifei, his gaze as gentle as melting spring water, “only you, talking about Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, talking about how there are many good monsters in the world, so I’ve wanted to kill you several times but haven’t been able to bring myself to do it.”
Lin Feifei couldn't say a word, she just stared at him blankly.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you," the ethereal voice was no longer cold. "Now that I have obtained the divine stone, once I rescue my mother and kill those bald monks at Longquan Temple, we..."
Before he could finish speaking—
"Too many sins will surely bring retribution!" An old yet loud voice suddenly interrupted him. "For over twenty years, you still refuse to reincarnate and devote yourself to cultivation?"
Transmigrating Through a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Chapter 45 - Between Life and Death
A few people slowly emerged from the woods.
"The Five-Colored Spring opens, and the Orchid Moon bows in reverence. This Five-Colored Spring is indeed the one that best senses the spiritual energy of the Orchid. I have searched all ninety-nine peaks, but I am still a step too late."
"Crazy monk!" Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lin Feifei couldn't help but blurt it out.
Sure enough, the mad monk nodded at her with a grin.
Before Lin Feifei could speak again, a magnetic voice rang out: "Brother Chu, it's been a long time, how have you been!"
Who else could it be but Yang Jianfei!
Lin Feifei then noticed that besides the mad monk, Master Zixu, Miaoqing, and Yang Jianfei, there were two other people—a monk in his sixties holding a staff and wearing a bright red kasaya, with a dignified face; and a Taoist priest also in his sixties, holding a whisk, with a kind face, and Yang Jianfei was standing next to him.
The Taoist priest nodded and looked at the mad monk: "We can only calculate that it is in Jiuhua Mountain."
Lin Feifei was still in a daze when Chu Ying pulled her to Master Zixu's side: "Master."
Beside him, Miaoqing just stared at him coldly.
Master Zixu shook his head and smiled, "These are Master Wuzhi of Dinglin Temple and Master Daoqing of Longhu Mountain. That one is Master Daoqing's esteemed disciple, Young Master Changxiao."
That elusive, legendary figure, the same renowned as Chu Ying, the Changxiao Gongzi of the Celestial Master Sect, is actually him?! Handsome Yang! If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Lin Feifei would have fainted.