When Zhao Ran asked about Qingjun, Granny Qing frowned and said, "I don't know, maybe it's been more than nine hundred years?"
Zhao Ran asked again: "Xiaodao once heard from a spirit demon, um, a spirit demon friend, that the longest lifespan of a demon cultivator is eight hundred years..."
Granny Qing interrupted: "A thousand years!"
"Is it really a thousand years? That's it. Well, this is really the envy of our generation!"
"What is there to be envious of? The first three to four hundred years were all in vain. Only after transforming can one realize the true meaning of spiritual practice. If one coincides with the celestial phenomena like a human being, then it would be fine if he did not live for the past three hundred years."
"Actually, people have their own fun, and monsters have their fun. After all, it's three hundred years. How can you say that your life has been in vain? It's still enviable to live three hundred more years, no, it should be seven hundred more.
By the way, I have a question. I want to ask my mother-in-law, but I’m afraid I might be too presumptuous..."
"Then don't ask."
"this……"
"Okay, don't beat around the bush, just say what you have to say."
"Yes, yes," Zhao Ran said with shame, "What will happen to us demon cultivators if we live to a thousand years? What I mean is that the life span of a Taoist monk is five years, a total of three hundred years, but
Even if you reach the limit of your longevity, you can still have hope of ascending. But I don’t know, for example, Granny Qing..."
Zhao Ran's roundabout words were interrupted again by Grandma Qing: "You just want to ask my ancestors, right? It's very simple. There are two ways. One is to resist the natural disaster; the other is to recognize an expert and ascend together.
"
Zhao Ran was startled: "Resist the heavenly tribulation? No need for a heavenly talisman? Can you ascend after surviving the heavenly tribulation? Is this... possible?"
Granny Qing said: "My ancestors said that the power of heavenly tribulation is extremely great. Without the blessing of faith, you will have a narrow escape from death. This is especially true for us demon cultivators, so this level is extremely difficult to overcome. After passing it,
, then you have the cultivation conditions to survive in the heaven, and you can ascend. But if you don’t have the edict, you won’t have a good life after you go up... The heaven will not recognize it..."
Zhao Ran somewhat understood: "Illegal... Well, what about... Can the fairy survive the catastrophe? Can she get the Talisman?"
Granny Qing shook her head and said: "I don't know this, but my ancestors have never dared to try. Therefore, she made an agreement with Master Zhang to help Master Zhang kill Xuanci this time. When Master Zhang ascends, he will write down the names of our ancestors."
Go to Qingci."
Only then did Zhao Ran realize. He kept his mouth open for a long time: "So, when Da Zhenren ascended, he took the fairy with him? When he ascended to heaven, Fairy Qing... Well, it was Da Zhenren's... uh...
..." I couldn't find the right words for a while.
Granny Qing said: "How is it possible? My ancestors did not work as slaves for others. They made an agreement that the master-servant relationship will be terminated after ascending. The great master's agreement has been written and is in the hands of my ancestors.
"
Zhao Ran nodded, and after a while, asked again: "One more question, Granny Qing, why don't you want to go in and take a look?" Zhao Ran pointed at the mandala and said, "There is nothing scary in it, they are all dead objects. I
I really don’t know what you are afraid of, Granny Qing.”
Grandma Qing glanced at the dark-lit door of the mandala, then quickly glanced at the dark interior of the mandala. Her eyes were full of fear, and she quickly shook her head.
Zhao Ran said helplessly: "Before we entered the battle, on the Western Mountain, when the old monk attacked the mandala, I asked Granny Qing to enter the city, but you refused to listen. In fact, after you entered the city, you helped me defend the mandala.
Wouldn't it be more effective if we joined forces with the city? If you and I join forces, I'm afraid the old monk won't be able to do anything to us."
Granny Qing continued to shake her head.
Zhao Ran was very puzzled, so he said seriously: "Mother-in-law, can you tell me? Rong Xiaodao will analyze it for you. Speaking of which, well, the disease in the heart should not be underestimated, and it will also cause distress to people. At this time
, we need to talk to each other and vent the depression and anxiety in our hearts. Maybe you will find that the world is really different, full of sunshine instead of darkness. Don't hide your illness and avoid treatment..."
Granny Qing still shook her head.
Zhao Ran added: "For example, if Xuanci finds this place, and Dazhenren and the others have not arrived in time, will it be necessary for you and me to cooperate sincerely and go to the country together... Is it difficult to go together? If you don't join,
Mandala, is our strength dispersed? Mother-in-law, how long can you last alone in front of that old monk..."
Just as she was saying this, Granny Qing got angry: "Don't make any noise, you brat! If you don't go in, you won't go in! I can tell you clearly that these weird things in Buddhism, such as mandala, pagoda and other objects, can infiltrate people just by looking at them.
Ever since I can remember, I have been extremely unhappy and annoyed when I saw them!"
"What's the point?"
Granny Qing glared and said: "If you keep making noise, don't blame me for being rude to you! By the way, there is also the golden bowl, did you take it? I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it in the Sutra Monastery, please return it to me as soon as possible.
!Otherwise, I’ll let you taste this slap from me!”
The golden bowl was made entirely of pure gold. It was extremely well made and as smooth as jade. Zhao Ran secretly took it out and looked at it several times and couldn't put it down. Besides, golden rice bowl, golden rice bowl, these three words are so auspicious. Since Zhao Ran swallowed
How could he return it? So he became angry and tried to divert his attention.
"Hey, Granny Qing, we are facing a formidable enemy. Do you still want to destroy the Great Wall? I left my words here today. Granny, please try to move your hands. My injuries in the Sutra Temple have not healed yet. Believe me or not.
The injury will reoccur immediately. I will lie here and cough up a few mouthfuls of blood for you to see!"
Granny Qing raised her eyebrows and waved her palms, ready to strike. Zhao Ran quickly jumped away and shouted, "Wait a minute! Granny Qing, have you forgotten your responsibilities? What did Fairy Qing tell you when she came? You don't agree."
Mandala, help me, how will I resist the old monk Xuanci? If something happens, how will you explain it to Qingxianzi?"
"Anyway, I just won't get into this thing. It's useless what you say! If that Xuanci really comes, I will fight to the death with him and I will definitely protect your safety! Aren't you brave?
?Then don't hide, I have to teach you a lesson today, you brat!"
"If you dare to try, I will vomit blood and show it to you!"
"Show me your vomit!"
"Don't provoke me, my injury has not healed yet!"
"You brat, don't hide!"
While they were exchanging harsh words, Zhao Ran's heart moved and he hurriedly said to Grandma Qing: "We will discuss it later, there will be changes!" He took a few steps back to the pavilion and looked at the chessboard.
There are a few more chess pieces on the chessboard. True Lord Wu Que still looks like Xuanci, while True Lord Hongyan's appearance is constantly changing. Zhao Ran distinguishes it carefully, but at the same time, the appearance of True Lord Zhang and Lord Qing changes.