Chapter 134 Water and Fire Compatibility Luo Hanyang The days were getting warmer, and the stream had long since melted, gurgling and gurgling, nourishing all things in the mountains. Even the birds, which used to jump around all day, were now seen less frequently, probably because they had flown away into the woods. These days, Lingxiang has been teaching Long Qi and the other two how to practice, while also calculating the time and planning to take care of the medicinal fields next to Xianyunju. But the medicinal field now looks very barren, as if even the weeds are too lazy to grow. Ever since Long Qi and his two companions came to Xianyunju, they have not found the herbs that they helped Lingxiang move. He has no idea how Lingxiang put them, and even when he swept around, he did not see any. Generally speaking, in autumn and winter, the herbs would be picked, dried, roasted, ground into powder, and put into porcelain bottles for later use. However, the plants planted by Lingxiang were all precious spiritual plants, and many of them would not grow for more than a few years and absorb enough spiritual energy, so they could not be used to refine pills. But most spiritual plants cannot withstand the cold wind, so how can they survive the cold winter? Otherwise, why is it said that Yuanqing Sect is a big Taoist sect? Naturally, it has secret techniques. However, this secret technique is not mastered by Lingxiang, but by Hanyang. Now, Han Yang received the news and came to Xianyunju with his two fellow apprentice brothers. But some readers have said that this elder of the Yuanqing Sect, who is also a person who knows the art of the five elements, why does he need a disciple to learn even the secret art? Of course there is a reason for this.
Lingxiang is originally a residual spiritual root, and most of the secret techniques cannot be practiced by her, so she naturally has to entrust it to others. Han Yang is also a rare person. He has the reverse spiritual roots of fire and water. This spiritual root qualification is extremely rare. Logically speaking, fire and water are mutually exclusive, so it should be impossible for a person with such spiritual roots to exist. However, they were able to merge together. When the Dust-Peeking Mirror was used to measure the spiritual roots, it really shocked the former headmaster. Because of this, he was given the Taoist name Han Yang, and it was also for this reason that the disciples of the Shangqing Zhenren school were given the generation name Han. At that time, Han Yang really made Shangqing Zhenren spend some time thinking about it. It was the first time he met someone with such spiritual roots. How could he teach him properly when there were both water and fire? Originally thinking of giving up one, he focused on teaching him the secret of fire. However, after teaching him for a few years, he found that he had made no progress, while his water spiritual root aptitude had actually increased. This surprised the elders even more. At that time, the Yuanqing Sect had already encountered a disaster and the previous headmaster was nowhere to be found. How to teach next became a problem. However, Master Chengxin suggested that since both qualities could be integrated into one, they should be able to coexist peacefully. It would be better to practice dual cultivation of water and fire, which might greatly increase their cultivation level. As he expected, after Shangqing Zhenren taught him the Water Secret, Han Yang's cultivation level really improved greatly. In just two or three years, he had reached the Jindan stage. It is said that after Han Yang practiced the two kinds of water and fire mental methods, he was able to cultivate his own magic, which was the Bingyang Palm. When it hit a person, it could freeze the person into an ice cube immediately. However, the person in the ice would only feel as if his whole body was burning in fire. Even if the magic was removed, the person would only be burned instead of frostbite. There are brutal techniques to fight the enemy, and naturally there are some others. Lingxiang would ask Hanyang to come to Qingwei Peak twice every year, not for anything else, but for those precious spiritual plants. Because Han Yang had the spiritual roots of water and fire, he had mastered a set of secret techniques of the Yuanqing School, which was like the technique of four seasons like spring performed by the Wuwei ancestor on Yinyu Peak. However, his cultivation was not enough to perform the technique on the entire mountain, but he could still do it on a small medicinal field. With a twist of his fingers, the terraced fields, which were originally barren, gradually changed their appearance. In just a moment, they were lush and green, and among them was the Nine-Leaf Chonglou brought by Lingxiang from Youranju. "Master Brother's shapeshifting technique and Yangchun secret technique are becoming more and more sophisticated!" Han Qing exclaimed on the side. "Isn't it?" This is another disciple, named Hanlu. He spoke with great pride, as if this cultivation was his own. "I remember when we were young, Junior Sister and Senior Brother were always together. The Master and Uncles often said that they were a perfect match. Who knows, they might get married in the future." Han Yang put away his magic, and scolded Han Lu with a smile, saying that she was talking nonsense and confusing the generations. However, Long Qi, who was standing nearby, felt extremely annoyed when he heard this. What do you mean by a perfect match? One is the senior sister's aunt, one is a senior brother, one is an elder, one is a peer, how can they be a perfect match? These disciples are really good at gossiping. "How could I say anything nonsense?" Han Lu shouted immediately after hearing Han Yang's scolding, "At that time, you always brought Little Sister with you. Even when I saw you, I felt that you were a good match. Besides, when Master and Uncle said this, there were many fellow disciples present. How could they be talking nonsense?" Hey~ This little brat is actually taking advantage of me. "I say..." Long Qi was furious and said unhappily, "You are gossiping like this, aren't you afraid that Elder Fu Cang will cut off your tongue if he hears you? They are not of the same generation to begin with, and you are not afraid of ruining their reputation by matching them up like this? Although most cultivators don't care about these things, after all, people's words are scary. If someone with ulterior motives hears them, there might be complications."
Although he said this, he didn't think so in his heart. Match? What does it mean to match? A talented man and a beautiful woman are a good match? Yes, his Lingxiang is as beautiful as a flower, but what virtue does your senior brother have to be worthy of the word "Langcai"? They are really like a group of jackals, tigers and leopards! Knowing two or three magic tricks makes you a good match? How shallow! How vulgar! How unbearable! As soon as he finished speaking, Lingxiang came out of the yard with a wooden tray in her hand. "Although it is spring, the spring chill is still quite severe. I prepared some ginger water. Drink it to drive away the cold!" He distributed the bowls and cups on the plate. "This contains my secret elixir, which is also beneficial for cultivation. If your cultivation level increases greatly in the future, you can cast spells on the entire mountain for me, and I don't have to go to Brother Fuyin's place to hide from the winter every year." Listen! Listen! His Lingxiang is so considerate, is your eldest brother worthy of her? He is just... kindness? Every year? What? From what she said, she would have to see this senior brother once or twice every year? Long Qi held the bowl in his hand, feeling uneasy, just like the ginger water in the bowl, which made his throat sore after he drank it. Why didn't she think that maybe he would be able to perform such magic someday? Didn't she understand that it was better to rely on oneself than on others? She clearly had someone in her family, but she had to ask outsiders for help? Thinking of this, Long Qi looked at Han Yang who was drinking ginger water beside him, and fell into deep thought. Even when the ginger water in his hand turned cold, he forgot to drink it. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and drank the ginger water in one gulp. Although it's a little cold, my throat still hurts! Complete... (End of this chapter)