"I'm digging for treasures, no, I'm doing good deeds!"
Gu Qingcheng, carrying a hairy little body with squirting milk, jumped towards the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons.
However, her cultivation level is low and her body is relatively fragile, so she does not dare to go to the center.
Even though it has been decades since the war between immortals and demons ended, the remaining formations, spiritual consciousness, etc. of the powerful men on both sides of the war are still attached to the battlefield.
Spiritual power, magic power, violent power full of killing, and the evil spirit of blood due to the death of the physical body...
All kinds of energy gases are mixed together, still in an out-of-control and violent state, and are not suitable for practice at all.
Why have no monsters or monks come near here for decades?
It may be useful on the battlefield, but it is not suitable for practice. It is more likely to be severely injured by the violent energy and even lose your life.
That is to say, Gu Qingcheng possesses the heaven-defying skill "Taiyin Jue", which can transform various "qi" into the spiritual power needed for his own cultivation.
If it were another person (or other species), he would probably be dead long ago.
Even so, Gu Qingcheng did not dare to get too close to the real battlefield.
Ancestor who is going through the tribulation period?
They have been able to ascend to the upper realm, or they have already ascended to the immortal class!
Gu Qingcheng has been practicing for decades and has become more and more fond of random thoughts.
"Oh! I didn't pay attention when I picked it up. I didn't expect to gain so much today!"
"Not bad, there is actually an alchemy recipe. It seems that this powerful person should be an alchemist."
Gulu turned over, and Gu Qingcheng sat down leaning against a tree stump with only half of it left.
The ground area is about ten square meters.
Gu Qingcheng enjoyed the joy of "opening the blind box".
When he woke up on the hillside that day, he finally survived the earth-shaking and energy explosion caused by the battle between immortals and demons. After the surrounding area calmed down, Gu Qingcheng carefully rolled and climbed to the outside.
Broken magic weapons, storage rings, broken robes (armor), corpses of dead monsters (mounts?).
The "air" seems to have become cleaner and much purer.
What Gu Qingcheng wanted was not to purify the air, but she successfully saved the souls of the dead.
I found a cave on a hillside and stayed temporarily.
The demon king he fought was even better than him in cultivation.
Gu Qingcheng used her spiritual consciousness to recite the Purana Sutra silently.
Gu Qingcheng took out a quilt from his pocket and made a small nest for himself.
"...these ghosts are reborn as they wish. The great and compassionate people, as well as all the Dharma assemblies and other people, are all jumping up and down with joy, throwing themselves to the ground, bowing and retreating. They believe in it, accept it and follow it."
After walking for a while and arriving at the outermost valley, Gu Qingcheng began to see some scattered broken magic weapons or armor, as well as skeletons.
Immortal sects also have Taoist cultivators.
Although it is not about saving people, salvation is still a meritorious deed.
A small orange cat sat slumped in front of the "hill" in a very anthropomorphic manner, happily sorting the babies into categories with its two front paws.
She centered on the cave and explored outward bit by bit (that is, towards the center of the main battlefield).
He took out a self-heating lunch box from the space and chose a tomato beef fillet rice bowl. Gu Qingcheng ate every meal first.
All they have are remnants of their souls, and they have no sanity at all.
And the immortal king in white clothes suspended in mid-air is probably a master who has entered the stage of refining the void, or even transcended the tribulation stage, and is a real immortal.
The cave is quite large, with a visual estimate of the volume being around twenty or thirty cubic meters.
Therefore, the golden light of merit in her soul has gained a little more.
The ancestor of Shenxiao Palace was an all-round master who was proficient in talismans, formations, elixirs, and magic.
She stood up, walked slowly to some skeletons, and began to recite scriptures with her spiritual consciousness.
Looking at the hill in front of him, Gu Qingcheng raised his furry little head, feeling surprised and full of accomplishment.
Gu Qingcheng was so excited to pick it up.
At that time, she had no cultivation at all and could only curl up in a cave and struggle to survive like an ordinary kitten.
After successfully introducing Qi into his body and raising his cultivation level to the first level, he was still a very good little monster, but after finally breaking through the limitations of ordinary earth cats, Gu Qingcheng tentatively walked out of the cave.
There were just broken magic weapons, cassocks and the like. They were just displayed in plain sight, and basically there weren’t many surprises.
Of course, a small space with a radius of three to four meters is nothing compared to the battlefield of immortals and demons that stretches thousands of miles.
To use an inappropriate analogy, Xuanmen is considered the entry level and is a foundation for cultivating immortality.
Gu Qingcheng's own cultivation level is too low to judge the cultivation level of the powerful ones.
She selects things that are useful to her and piles them together. She does not throw away things that are useless or temporarily unavailable.
Of course, she is still just a second-level little demon cat and cannot speak.
One by one, the pure and pure soul phantoms made hand seals towards Gu Qingcheng, bowed greatly, and finally "ascended" happily.
Gu Qingcheng adjusted her inner breath slightly, but there was nothing she could do. This little body was too fragile. After traveling for an hour, she was a little tired.
Fortunately, she has a portable space with complete supplies and a spiritual spring.
In the world of Shengun, she worships Chi Powan, a descendant of Shenxiao Palace, an orthodox Taoist school, as her teacher.
Looking at the scattered magic weapons, Gu Qingcheng was not in a hurry to take action.
Even more so, no one saw that golden scripture characters flashed out from the little milk cat's body.
The cave at this time was completely different from when she first hid in it.
However, they have instincts and know that they can break free from the "cage" and go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss because someone (cat?) has saved them.
Huh?
Wait, chatting with spiritual consciousness, isn’t it just “thinking”?
While Gu Qingcheng was swaying slowly, he began to let his mind wander again, thinking randomly.
In the days that followed, apart from practicing, Gu Qingcheng spent his free time "exploring".
With no shortage of food and water, she could stay in the cave safely and spend most of her time practicing.
"...Haha, I knew that the alchemist must have an alchemy furnace. This alchemy furnace is good, you can use it to make hot pot!"
There is no way, she is too lonely.
"Brothers, I saved you and buried your remains. Based on the principle of fairness, I should take away your remains, right?"
In addition to random thoughts, Gu Qingcheng also learned to talk to herself.
Gu Qingcheng checked them one by one.
The little kitten dug holes one by one with its claws and buried the remains in them.
Spiritual herbs, animal bones and skins, spiritual stones, elixirs, jade slips of martial arts and other treasures are all available.
However, Gu Qingcheng had a hunch: "To be able to participate in the battle between immortals and demons, one's cultivation level must be at least above the stage of becoming a god."
Those glowing golden characters floated towards the skeletons and wandering souls, wrapping them up and purifying all the black energy and evil spirits surrounding them, before rising into the sky.
The first thing she came into contact with was the outside of the battlefield.
To put it bluntly, I can't even see a monster.
After picking up all the treasures in this area, Gu Qingcheng returned to his cave with satisfaction.
Then, she started to pick up the treasure confidently.
Whoosh!
With a thought, a bunch of things suddenly appeared in the cave.
After sighing, she began to sort it out.
But, it doesn’t matter!
She could only use her spiritual consciousness to silently chat with herself——
As a former direct disciple, Gu Qingcheng naturally received a complete set of inheritance.
Although it was in the world of magic sticks, and there were still huge differences between Xuanmen and Xianmen, they could never be separated from the same sect.
After Gu Qingcheng travels to this fairy world, her memories of other small worlds will be unlocked.
In this world, there is no Chi Powang, and there is no so-called Powang Eye. Naturally, no one can see a little milk cat with orange tabby in the dark sky and earth. Its soul is actually filled with rich energy.
The golden light of merit.
Then, she began to take out all the spoils of the day.
Moreover, these people (demons) have already perished, and some have only the remains of their bodies, and some have only a few remnants of their souls.
Therefore, she clearly remembers all the knowledge Chi Powan taught her.
The most important thing is——
After running the "Taiyin Art" for a week, Gu Qingcheng returned to his normal state after absorbing enough energy surging around him into his body.
They should be regarded as "little pawns" with relatively low cultivation level, and this "lower cultivation level" is definitely a relative term.
No matter how many things, such as furniture, dishes, chopsticks, etc., Gu Qingcheng can get them, but this is not consistent with her image of a little cat.
She has such a large carrying space that she can put all these in.
She is restricted by her physical body and cannot really move her hands, oh no, she can only move her claws to take things. She can only use her spiritual consciousness to temporarily store these things into her portable space.
Following Chi Powan, Gu Qingcheng learned the purest and most orthodox Taoist exercises.
Storage bags, storage rings, storage bracelets and other space-based magic weapons are very exciting.
"Well, this is the blood of a seventh-level monster. It can be used to draw talismans."
Among them, there are Taoist scriptures about saving the souls of the dead.
Although Gu Qingcheng was sure that no monks or monsters would enter the ruins of this battlefield for at least hundreds or thousands of years, there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Although it was on the outskirts, many monks died.
The newly purified "air" was soon infected by the mixed gases floating around.
As Gu Qingcheng recited the Purana Sutra over and over again, white souls began to float in the air.
Gu Qingcheng has already laid this foundation and only needs to make further improvements.
As for enjoyment, let's wait until she improves her cultivation to a strong enough level.
Under the huge sky, it was gray and lifeless, and she was the only living thing.
Moreover, Gu Qingcheng was surprised to find that her portable space could be "upgraded".
Gu Qingcheng had recited the Purana Sutra countless times, but she could only clearly see that within a radius of three or four miles where she was, there were no longer any residual souls filled with reluctance, unwillingness, and resentment.
Gu Qingcheng was even more unable to judge.
As long as there is enough spiritual energy, it can expand.
Gu Qingcheng threw the spirit stone in, feeding it little by little.
With this discovery, Gu Qingcheng's enthusiasm for "picking up treasures" became even higher.
"...I dug and dug on the battlefield of immortals and demons..."
Year after year, day after day, a certain orange cat sang happily while nibbling toward the center of the main battlefield...
