infodatos Chapter 126 This is the first wife the patriarch found for you~
Chapter 126 This is the first wife the patriarch found for you~
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A dark red ripple silently swept outwards from Gu Qingwan!
Wherever the ripples passed, red frost condensed on the rocks, the grass and trees withered and broke, the sound of the mountain stream was instantly swallowed up, and the world fell into a deathly silence! "Goddess of Beauty" let out a short, muffled groan filled with pain and anger.
The last vestiges of glaze on her body vanished completely, and the brilliance in her starry eyes dimmed rapidly, as if all power had been drained from them. Fine, crack-like lines, like ice fissures forming on porcelain unable to withstand internal pressure, began to appear on her flawless, porcelain-like skin!
Absolute suppression!
A crushing defeat without a doubt!
The mountain breeze seemed to have stopped.
Only the dark red blood mist surged silently, accompanied by Gu Qingwan's ever-indifferent gaze.
And there's the snow-white jade hand around the "goddess's" neck, tightening its grip as if it's about to crush her completely in the next second.
"Holy crap!!"
Lu Yuan, regaining his senses, let out a strange cry.
Lu Yuan didn't know whether Gu Qingwan had frightened the "Goddess of Beauty" this time.
But Lu Yuan is pretty scared right now.
Coming to his senses, Lu Yuan said in a panic:
"No, no, no, Qingwan!! Don't kill her!!"
"Release your grip!"
Alas!!!
We can't kill him!!
This was left behind by our ancestral master!
Let's put aside the issue of guidance or not.
Surely this "Goddess of Beauty" knows something about the Ghost-Controlling Liu family, right?
This is something we really need to ask!
You absolutely mustn't kill him!
To be honest, this "goddess of beauty" is fucking despicable!
Are you crazy?!
This is the True Dragon Temple!!
Even without Gu Qingwan, there are still statues of the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Master here!
I've never heard of anyone chasing a Taoist priest, daring to do that in his temple!
Isn't this just asking for a beating?!
Lu Yuan spoke up to stop her, and Gu Qingwan's beautiful eyes turned slightly as she glanced at Lu Yuan.
A barely perceptible ripple seemed to pass through, and then the five fingers loosened.
"Uh-huh!"
Like a drowning person regaining air, "Beauty" let out a broken gasp.
The remaining power within him surged wildly, transforming into a dim, glazed stream of light.
She broke free from the grip of that terrifying jade hand in a disheveled state and fled backward like a startled bird.
Only when it was suspended in mid-air, dozens of feet away from Gu Qingwan, did it dare to stop.
At this moment, where was even a trace of the elegance, composure, and playful cunning she displayed when teasing Lu Yuan?
The "Goddess of Beauty" hovering under the pale moonlight resembles a broken and exquisite piece of porcelain that has just been pulled back from the brink of destruction.
Five clear, deep, dark red finger marks were left on the neck where Gu Qingwan's five fingers had gripped it!
The porcelain-like skin at the edge of the fingerprints had completely lost its warm luster, presenting a deathly gray color.
It was also covered with fine, spiderweb-like black cracks.
These cracks also spread upwards along the neck, across the jaw, and even extended to the right cheek.
Her face, once flawless and radiant with starlight and moonlight, was now dull and lifeless.
A crack about an inch long was clearly visible on his right cheek near his ear.
A faint, dark red glow, resembling dried blood, seeped from deep within the cracks.
It was completely out of place with the cool, glazed sheen of her body.
His overall aura was extremely weak.
The moonlit halo was so thin it was almost invisible, like a candle in the wind.
In her starry eyes, the starlight was scattered and dim, filled with lingering fear and deep pain.
And a hint of unbelievable humiliation.
After all, she's the "Goddess of Perfection"!!!
Surprisingly... in just one exchange, Gu Qingwan did this...
The simple porcelain-patterned dress on the "Goddess of Beauty" seemed to have lost its "spirit" and become stiff and rigid.
Even at the edges, there were a few minor defects, as if they had been eroded by an invisible force.
She hung in mid-air, one hand tightly covering the wound on her neck, her fingertips trembling, as if she wanted to touch it but dared not exert any force.
He pressed his other hand lightly against the crack on his cheek, his breathing rapid and unsteady.
With each breath, the cracks on her neck and cheeks widened slightly, as if she were enduring a continuous, excruciating pain originating from the depths of her soul. She stared intently at Gu Qingwan below, whose blood mist was gradually dissipating and whose expression had returned to calm, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Trembling, fear, apprehension, disbelief...
Meanwhile, Lu Yuan, who was below, was completely dumbfounded as he looked at the scene before him.
no………
This... this is a super-powerful monster with a danger level exceeding twenty stars, and a "perfect god" tempered by the ancestral master's thunder and fire...
Gu Qingwan pinched me...
Is that all?
It almost shattered completely!!
No... am I going to die??
The mountain wind blew by, swirling up withered leaves and sweeping past the broken body of "Beauty Goddess," making a mournful sound.
It was as if it were mourning for this "goddess of beauty" who had just suffered a severe injury.
However, she is, after all, a "god".
It was a peculiar existence called "Beauty," forged from the foundation of "object" and "evil god" by the ancestral master's lightning and fire tempering. Just as Lu Yuan was worried that this "Goddess of Beauty" might be seriously injured and die, or at least need a long time to heal its severe injuries.
Another mutation occurred.
In the night sky, the thin clouds that had been dispersed by Gu Qingwan's imposing aura quietly moved away.
A clear, full moon cast its radiant light upon Qixia Mountain without reservation.
The moonlight, like water, flowed down.
It was as if I was being drawn by some invisible force.
The vast majority of the moonlight, as if it had a life of its own, converged towards the "Goddess of Beauty" who was suspended in mid-air and covered in wounds!
At first, it was just wisps of silk, like light gauze wrapped around her body.
Then, the moonlight grew thicker and brighter.
Gradually, a hazy cocoon of light, radiating a cool glow, formed around her body.
The cocoon of light slowly rotated, and with each rotation, pure moonlight seeped into the cracks on her neck and cheeks.
Those hideous dark red finger marks and black cracks began to change visibly under the moonlight!
The dark red color faded like the tide, and the edges of the black cracks gradually became blurred and softened.
The cracks were repaired by the moonlight.
Instead, a warm, soft glaze, like that of newly made porcelain, slowly seeps out from within the cracks.
Just as the most skilled craftsman restores a masterpiece of porcelain, moonlight is the purest glaze and adhesive.
The goddess's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and her painful breathing gradually subsided.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting trembling shadows in the moonlight.
It seems to be actively guiding and absorbing the most yin and gentle restorative power in the world.
The faint halo around her began to gather and circulate again.
The crack on her cheek, about an inch long, was eventually completely repaired.
The whole process lasted about half a cup of tea's time.
As the moonlight cocoon gradually dissipated, when the "Goddess of Beauty" reopened her eyes, she had returned to normal.
But the fear and pain in his eyes when he looked at Gu Qingwan were still there.
Lu Yuan also breathed a long sigh of relief. Thank goodness...
"Just tell me what you want from me."
"You're clinging to me like a ghost without explaining why you're here. I'm going to let Qingwan kill you!!"
At this moment, Lu Yuan, who was hiding behind Gu Qingwan, became more confident and shouted loudly at the "goddess of beauty" above him, hands on his hips. For some reason...
Being behind Gu Qingwan really makes me feel incredibly safe!
This feeling is something even the most legendary masters couldn't give you.
The "Goddess of Beauty" glanced at Gu Qingwan below, who remained indifferent and calm, with great apprehension.
He glanced at Lu Yuan, whose face was filled with tension and lingering fear, with a complicated expression, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, gritting his teeth and saying:
"You think I want to follow you?!"
"Ask your ancestor why he intertwined my destiny with yours!!"
Fortune telling?
Lu Yuan was somewhat bewildered.
What does this mean?
Before Lu Yuan could think further, a surprised voice came from above the mountain wall beside him:
"Alas!!!!"
"Is this what the patriarch and all the previous patriarchs found for you that day?"
Lu Yuan looked up in alarm.
The old man was standing on the edge of the mountain wall, carrying a gourd of wine.
He craned his neck, his old eyes wide open, his face filled with astonishment at seeing a ghost.
He leaped down with a light, airy motion, like a giant ape.
It landed silently.
The old man first circled the "Goddess of Beauty" twice, who was suspended in mid-air, her breath weak and her expression incredibly complex, clicking his tongue in amazement.
He glanced again at Gu Qingwan behind Lu Yuan, whose aura had returned to deathly still, yet who still exuded an aloofness that kept strangers at bay. Finally, his gaze locked onto Lu Yuan, as if he were seeing his disciple for the first time. He smacked his lips and took a swig of wine. "You know what happened?"
Lu Yuan looked at the old man and quickly asked.
The old man stroked his beard, then glared at Lu Yuan and couldn't help but say:
"Alas!!!"
"You're really lucky, kid!!!"
Lu Yuan blinked, looking completely bewildered, then said anxiously:
"You old geezer, stop playing riddles and just tell me!!"
The old man, however, remained unhurried, scratched his head, took a swig of wine, and said directly:
"Don't worry... this matter is a bit complicated..."
"Wait a moment, let me think about how to say it..."
late at night.
Zhenlong Temple, the side hall in the backyard.
The atmosphere in Gu Qingwan's room was somewhat strange.
Lu Yuan and the old man sat on the ground with a low table between them. On the table was a bowl of steaming soup noodles that was almost empty.
Lu Yuan slurped down his noodles, while the old man puffed on his pipe.
Gu Qingwan sat quietly on her coffin, her cold gaze falling on the master and disciple.
Everything seemed no different from usual.
But there was an extra "person" in the room.
The "Goddess of Beauty" was suspended in mid-air, no longer speaking.
But those starry eyes, filled with unprecedented confusion and inquiry, surveyed the small room and everything within it. "I've almost finished my noodles, and you're still not done thinking?"
After stuffing a fried egg directly into his mouth, Lu Yuan looked up at the old man and couldn't help but say something.
The old man took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, then squinted and slowly began to speak.
"So-called destiny can be understood as your luck or fate, but it is not absolute, it is just similar."
"Everyone's destiny is composed of innate endowments, birth date and time, soul characteristics, and even the blessings and karma of their ancestors."
"Like a unique 'pattern'."
"Those who cultivate themselves, seeking to understand the secrets of heaven and refine themselves, are, to some extent, sorting out, strengthening, and even attempting to alter their own 'destiny lines.'" Lu Yuan listened, completely bewildered, with a question mark on his face.
Holy crap.
Isn't this a bit too complicated to explain?
"Can you speak human language?"
"I don't understand!"
Lu Yuan spoke with righteous indignation.
Old man: …….
"That's human language now!!"
Then, the old man, holding his pipe, pointed to the "Goddess of Beauty" in mid-air, who was curiously looking around, and said:
"And she, with the spirit of the artifact, the foundation of evil magic, and was reborn after being tempered by the most orthodox thunder and fire and incense of our ancestor."
"Her 'fate' has long since transcended the realm of ordinary spirits and demons, and is certainly not a natural deity."
"Her 'pattern' is a pattern reforged from shattered pieces, a manifestation of the rules of 'beauty,' pure yet extreme, powerful yet without support." "Like a rootless duckweed, it is easily tainted by evil or simply dissipates into the world."
Hearing this, Lu Yuan looked at the old man with a bewildered expression and said:
"Extremely susceptible to evil influences?"
"What does that mean??"
"Does this mean there's a possibility she could revert back to being an evil god?"
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, the old man looked at Lu Yuan with a strange expression and said:
"A person can turn from a good person into a bad person."
"A god can transform from a righteous god into a demon."
"Spirits and monsters can become household guardian spirits or shamanic mediums, or they can become malevolent spirits that harm people."
"What's so strange about that?"
Lu Yuan: ..…….…”
Lu Yuan thought about it and realized it made sense.
Lu Yuan was so tired these past few days that his mind was a bit sluggish and he couldn't think straight anymore.
The old man ignored him and continued, his tone tinged with a hint of smugness:
"Do you really think that the patriarchs went to all that trouble because they were overflowing with compassion and wanted to save all sentient beings?"
He glanced at Lu Yuan and chuckled.
"That's because the patriarchs saw her potential!"
"What a waste to ruin such a flawless 'divine embryo'! Why not... give it to your kid to use!"
Lu Yuan looked puzzled and asked:
? ? ? ?
"For me to use???"
"How do I use it?"
The old man's eyes widened, and spittle flew everywhere:
"It's all about fate!"
"With their supreme divine powers, the patriarchs, at the purifying place of thunder and fire on Luoyan Slope, guided by the power of incense and vows, at the perfect moment when the time, place, and people all converged," "tie a knot between her newly born, pure 'divine destiny mark' and your 'human destiny mark'!"
"It's not a simple connection, but a deeper level of 'embeddedness' and 'symbiosis'!"
The old man, fearing Lu Yuan wouldn't understand, gestured on the ground with his pipe and said:
"It's like you're a growing tree, and she's a naturally formed, exquisite piece of jade."
"Our ancestor has embedded this jade into the heart of your tree!"
"From then on, the tree, nourished by the jade, grew fast and strong, and the jade, taking root in the tree, was no longer afraid of wind and rain!"
"If she is strong, the fortune and blessings you receive will be even greater, and you will be less susceptible to evil."
"The more upright you are, the purer her 'jade' will be, making it difficult for her to stray from the right path!"
Lu Yuan stared blankly at the old man in front of him:
"Really...?"
"That sounds so far-fetched..."
"It sounds like you made it up!"
boom!
The old man was so angry that he hit Lu Yuan on the forehead with his pipe.
"Hey! You brat, when have I ever lied to you!"
Just as the pipe fell, Gu Qingwan, sitting on the coffin lid, furrowed her brows almost imperceptibly.
The room temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.
The old man felt a chill on his neck, instantly sensing the icy gaze. He immediately became somewhat exasperated and yelled at Gu Qingwan:
"Hey!!"
"As the master, can't I even discipline my own disciple?"
Gu Qingwan remained expressionless and silent.
Lu Yuan grabbed her cold little hand and whispered:
"It's alright, it's alright, don't take it to heart."
"When he gets old and can't move around anymore, we'll only feed him one meal a day, just enough to keep him from starving!"
Gu Qingwan: ...
Old man: "???"
The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but in the end he didn't bother with Lu Yuan. Instead, he gave a smug smirk.
"Hey, I not only know this, I also know how your fates got entangled!"
Lu Yuan looked at the old man curiously and said:
"How did you wrap it?"
The old man smirked, shook his head, and looked quite smug.
"This is called 'cause-effect grafting,' followed by 'merit-based binding'!"
"Your act of inviting the patriarch at Luoyan Slope is the 'cause,' and her ability to be reborn is the 'effect.'"
"The Ancestral Master amplified and solidified this cause and effect, and used the potential merit of the 'Guiding God of New Life' accumulated through your actions as a lock." "This 'locked' the destinies of the two of you together."
"From then on, she felt closer to no one than you, felt most at ease when she was near you, and protecting you was protecting the very foundation of her destiny."
"And you...tsk..."
At this point, the old man's face lit up with an expression that said, "You've hit the jackpot, kid."
"You've gotten a fantastic deal!"
"This is like the founding father forcibly forcing one on you..."
"A guardian angel who shares life and death!"
Lu Yuan blinked, still not fully digesting the information.
The old man took a big gulp of wine, let out a loud burp, and delivered his final concluding remarks.
"So her clinging to you isn't crazy, it's instinct!"
"It's her new life's natural attraction and dependence on you, her 'symbiotic partner'!"
"She can't stay far away even if she wants to, and she can't refuse to help you even if she doesn't want to. She has to help you honestly."
Lu Yuan said, somewhat taken aback:
"This destiny can never be solved?"
The old man chuckled and said meaningfully:
"Your destinies are intertwined, with yours taking precedence and hers secondary."
"You can actively unravel this destiny, but she cannot."
"So, don't worry about her harming you or anything. At most, she'll just tease you or scare you."
"She's a secondary character, and even if she's unwilling, she absolutely cannot let her interfere with your main character."
At this point, the old man let out a burp.
He glanced up at Gu Qingwan, who sat on the coffin, unresponsive and with an indifferent expression.
He looked up at the sky again, his expression shifting, the playful cunning in his eyes long gone.
Instead, she exudes a sense of realization, a complex mix of emotions, and even a hint of inexplicable feeling, as described by the "Goddess of Beauty."
Finally, the old man shook his head and said:
"From a certain perspective, this is the first wife that the patriarch found for you~"