Chapter 2567: Dust

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Ye Qingyu walked quickly along the Yun corridor, her sleeves fluttering like clouds. She said with a smile, holding a jade cloud crane in her hand, which she pinched into a pendant and hung by her ear.

Da Xiao Wang followed behind her, step by step, quietly and attentively, with their ears perked up.

From time to time, they handed her jade slips for review and handling. After Ye Qingyu reviewed them, they would take them back and put them in their sleeves.

Ye Qingyu listened carefully to the incessantly chattering jade crane, which explained the scenery and described famous places, and only smiled, “How can the affairs of Yun Country go on without me?”

She said as she walked, “There are a pile of trivial matters at Lingxiao Pavilion. I also have to worry about the Yun Shang Business Road. The interests of the Yun Shang Business Road need to be reorganized, and all parties must be dealt with... It's not like you, watching the show with folded hands at the Baiyu Capital Wine House. What's not folded hands? Is the business good? Isn't that all because Shopkeeper Bai is busy?”

While speaking, she also continuously flipped through the jade slips. From time to time, she pinched the jade crane, softly asked Da Xiao Wang a few questions, and then released it.

“You finally finished the Tianhai chaos with great difficulty. You should rest well for a while first. Don't think about running around everywhere again! Are you made of iron, or are you forging iron? Alright, just say these things, we'll chat later, I still have things to be busy with.”

Just like that, the conversation ended.

Da Xiao Wang seemed not to have heard anything, and again came up to say something about some matters. After walking a few steps, Xie Ruixuan and Mo Liang also came over holding jade slips to inquire.

Ye Qingyu instructed them one by one, and only then did she walk alone towards the building inside.

Her temperament was very light, not like someone who deals with these matters.

Previously, she cultivated the "Shang Jin Refine Immortal Furnace" for "Shang Hai Test True, Turbid World Refine Immortal," ultimately wanting to escape the dust and fly, seek immortality and attain the Dao. Now, she is still "Looking up to Shang Hai, mingling with the Turbid World."

Even Aunt Bai said that her immortal steps were built in the human world.

But as the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, these were all her responsibilities.

Aunt Bai once advised her to put these down, close the Lingxiao secret realm, cultivate quietly, and seek the eternal true immortal. But how could she put them down?

This was her home, and Lingxiao Pavilion was her father's career. The Yun Shang Business Road was opened by her father with countless efforts. The prosperity of Yun Country, drop by drop, was her father's blood and sweat.

Inside her Shang Jin Refine Immortal Furnace were filled the gold ingots her father left behind. She wanted to do better than her father.

With the guidance of the Dean of Qingya Academy, the support of the sect both inside and out, plus everyone showing respect, and she herself being intelligent, these matters were actually not difficult to handle.

It's just... it was indeed very busy.

Being busy is too good.

When people are not busy, they always have many thoughts and can't stop thinking randomly.

But once they get busy, they can't pay attention to anything.

People always feel a sense of "living" amidst the hurried busyness.

Being busy was not just with the things said to the jade crane.

At the same time, she was still cultivating the God of Wealth, and also wanted to refine a golden body and sort out her faith.

They all say that ordinary people are like spring grass, full of vitality, and also see the killing autumn wind. But the prosperity and decline of the human heart cannot be reversed.

Although she experienced the world this way, she still did not feel that she could grasp the human heart. She just carefully moved forward.

Just entering the small building, another huge wave of wealth qi surged in.

Ye Qingyu looked in the direction of Jing Country, her figure momentarily dazed, letting the wealth qi brush past her body without dwelling, scattering like the wind.

After her father left, her life was extraordinarily fulfilling. Every day, thousands of threads surged in, and then thousands of threads scattered out.

The business of Yun Shang Business was developing everywhere, growing stronger day by day, but it did not go towards Jing Country—although Jing Country greatly opened convenient doors and even actively requested to join the Yun Shang Business Road, the current master of Lingxiao Pavilion refused.

If the premise of Jing Country joining the Yun Shang Business Road was that this business road was hosted by Yun Country, it would not be strange for all parties to abandon Yun Country and ally themselves.

However, although the business tilt was refused, some matters were not up to her.

For example, the special care given by the Dao Country system to Yun Country merchant teams—although the Yun Shang Business Road did not pass through Jing Country, it was impossible to bypass all Dao affiliated countries. If she insisted on a detour that would only harm herself, it would lose the original intention of establishing the business road. Ye Qingyu could not damage the interests of all parties on the business road for her own insistence. The Yun Country merchant teams only paid full taxes when passing through these Dao affiliated countries and tried not to take advantage.

Also, for example...

The statues of the God of Wealth within Jing Country are all female God of Wealth.

This change occurred quietly and without a sound. By the time people were unaware, it had already become a reality.

The God of Wealth benefits the world. This share of resources is so abundant, comparable to the achievements of Ye Lingxiao who worked hard in the past to develop the Yun Shang Business Road and connect with countries.

But Ye Qingyu did not receive a single wisp of wealth qi.

She let this kind of wealth qi come like the wind and scatter like the wind.

After all, past events are in the past, and earthly ties do not remain. Ye Qingyu showed no emotions, her footsteps were light and agile, her face without resentment, her eyes without worry. In the familiar small building, she seemed to have several points of ease and grace, like an immortal deer walking in the forest.

Of course, she would live very happily.

She had received the best love.

Although her father was only one person, he gave her everything.

In addition to the heavy sect and state affairs and business matters, she also arranged one thing for herself today—

Tidying the room.

This was the small building where her father often stayed during his lifetime. It contained her father's paintings and many ancient books collected by her father. No one was allowed near, only she had unrestricted access. Ugly Uncle was only an occasional exception.

She always thought about coming to tidy up, but always had no time—perhaps she was too busy.

She was really too busy.

Too busy to even glance at the small building, too busy to know when the Clean Dust Law Array stopped operating and the Yuan Stone in the hub had been exhausted. Quite a bit of dust had accumulated in the room.

How could dust accumulate in just a few days?

Ye Qingyu wanted to put Yuan Stone into the Clean Dust Law Array, but found that she didn't have any with her. She subconsciously wanted to pinch a formula, but finally spread her fingers apart. She took a clean white cloth, held a basin of water, and carefully wiped the desk.

She wiped very carefully, taking care of every edge and corner.

Suddenly, she remembered a time when she was very young and did the same thing—

At that time, she was not even as tall as the desk. Her father was busy with something and hadn't returned. She then held a basin of water, took a cloth, stepped on a small stool, and tiptoed to tidy up the room for her father. She accidentally tripped the stool and fell.

Her father just happened to return and hugged her while she cried.

At that time, she was still very young and didn't understand what these tears meant. She only feared that she had done something wrong, and also followed suit and cried.

Later, she told her father about this matter, and her father always said that it never happened. "How could I, Ye Lingxiao, cry and make the little children emotional!"

She indeed had never seen her father cry a second time.

Ye Qingyu shook her head and smiled wryly. How small she was at that time. Also timid and loved to cry, not as good as Anan when he was young. Anan also loved to cry when he was young, but every time he mentioned his brother, he could be strong.

She carefully hugged a stack of ancient books and prepared to put them on the desk to organize slowly.

These bookshelves full of ancient books, the traces of mottled edges, all made her feel intimate. She could always think of something related to her. Suddenly, her eyes froze. She saw a row of engraved words in the drawer shelf after the ancient books were moved away. She didn't know when they were left, and they were already a bit fuzzy.

It was as if a writing brush was pressed into an engraving knife. There were still some old colors in the engraving marks.

That row of words was engraved like this: —

"My life has a limit, riding a raft up to the starry river, how can I see the morning dew again!"

Ye Qingyu's fingers traced the engraving marks, and she was dazed for a moment.

Heaven and earth should meet, the morning dew on the small flower leaves meet.

Jiang Wang guarded the entrance of Taixu Mountain, sitting inside the Knife Pen Pavilion, quietly waiting for the result.

The first result he waited for was—

Ye Qingyu had no time.

He knew how busy Ye Qingyu was during this time, and there was no way to tell her to put those matters aside.

The two words "put down" are easy to say but difficult to do!

Ye Qingyu could not easily put them down, and he could not lightly open his mouth even more.

It's just... to reorganize the interests of the Yun Shang Business Road?

When Ye Lingxiao was alive, he brought benefits to all interested parties on this business road. The Yun Shang Business Road was also the foundation for Yun Country to maintain neutrality and trade with the world, and was the fundamental interest of Yun Country. During his lifetime, all parties on this business road also gave him great support. Even when the Jing Country army was pressing on the border, there was also the matter of all parties jointly going to Tianjing to demand an explanation, which can be considered as not letting each other down.

But as people leave, the tea cools, and the mountain collapses and the ground tilts. This is also the common state of the world.

Living people cannot eat from the same bowl as dead people. The living Ye Lingxiao and the dead Ye Lingxiao are naturally different matters.

Bai Gexiao, as the Dean of Qingya Academy, could not forcibly interfere in this matter—if Qingya Academy wanted to participate in the restructuring of interests, it would have to be responsible for the interests of more parties.

But since it is said to be the "state of the world," water routes are far more convenient than land routes. The Long River is the main artery of the Yun Shang Business Road. The water race naturally has a great influence on this business road.

Qingyu is not good at dealing with people. It is also reasonable for Xian Long to pave the way for all parties first to avoid any misunderstandings.

Anyway, Xian Long's cultivation is still shallow now, and he can't do anything else...

Now he is waiting for the second result.

Gu Shiyi lived for over two hundred years. Young as a prince, adult as a hero, and died to become Yi God. His life can be called magnificent.

If one wants to seek his life and fully view the grand scenes, it is not the effort of dawn and dusk.

Fortunately, the world has historians who specialize in this field.

The historians who wrote the history of Gu Shiyi and searched for evidence for his biography are certainly more detailed in their considerations than his.

"The person whose name was the same as Shen Xia's, Gu Shiyi, was a friend who intersected for many years—I don't know if this influenced his attitude, making him suspicious of Shen Xia's fall, and always not clarifying excessively."

"Until later, he broke with Shen Xia.

"He went to the grassland to prove the Dao at the absolute peak, ascending to the top in front of the people of the world, probably to thoroughly announce in this way that he was not Shen Xia."

"It's a pity no one listened."

"It must be that he died and his soul was extinguished, and the Dao existed, only then did the world know 'Yi God,' and only from this was he distinguished from Shen Xia."

Jiang Wang slowly wrote his guesses on paper, and suddenly heard a burst of surprised voices outside.

He listened attentively for a moment, then the situation became clear in his heart—

Jing Country's Southern Heavenly Master Ying Jianghong and Jin Wang Ji Xuanzhen suddenly arrived at Suspended Air Temple, with the momentum to pull out the temple!

The great war had just ended. How long had the Central Emperor been back in Tianjing City? They should all still not have healed from their injuries. The two strong ones left behind to guard the country when he personally led the expedition had already moved out. It can be seen that the desire to hold someone accountable is very urgent.

How confident is Jing Country?

When Dizang came into the world, I heard the bell ring. Is it really Suspended Air's blood debt?

Jiang Wang just put away his paper and pen and soared into the air.

Zhong Xuan's news had not yet been sent back, but he could not wait any longer.

Ten thousand li of cloudy sky suddenly seemed like an instant, and the treasure monastery in the human world had already opened its fences.

When Jiang Wang rushed to Suspended Air Temple, the mountain gate great array of Suspended Air Temple was completely silent, and there was no cover inside or outside the mountain—the Suspended Air Zen Realm basically did not set up defenses!

Treasure pagodas were like a forest, suspended in the air. The main temple of Suspended Air was majestic like an extreme mountain.

Only two people came from Jing Country.

The figures of the Southern Heavenly Master Ying Jianghong and Jin Wang Ji Xuanzhen blocked the mountain gate on the left and right.

The monks within the Zen Realm were like clouds. Furthermore, there were abbot Ku Ming, Guan Shi Yuan head Ku Di, Nian Hua Yuan head Bei Hui, Jiang Long Yuan head Ku Bing and a crowd of other high monks residing at the front. However, in terms of momentum, they were suppressed, just like a small boat with two leaves pressing on giant waves. The thousand li flood peak could not move!

People who got the news continuously rushed over, clustering like flies.

Before that vast Suspended Air giant temple that one could not see the end of with a single glance, they were tiny to the point of being pitiful.

Ji Xuanzhen's voice was cold and stern: "Ku Ming, since this king has personally arrived, you only brought out so few people?"

Perhaps the war situation involving Dizang deeply affected Jing Country. Today's Ji Xuanzhen's killing intent was fiercer than before. He did not look at anyone, only stared at the abbot of Suspended Air Temple.

Suspended Air Temple is the Buddhist holy land in the East, an ancient monastery that has existed for tens of thousands of years! Although there were calamities of exterminating Buddhism and decline, it has been inherited to this day after all. It is not difficult to gather two True Monarchs.

However, Jin Wang is the foremost figure in the Great Jing royal family, and the Southern Heavenly Master is the strongest in the central army. They represent the central empire. This support is the fundamental reason why the treasure temple appears dim in the daylight and is almost unable to breathe.

"All courtyards have arrived, and all heads are present. Suspended Air Temple has not lost its etiquette." Ku Ming's brows were deeply furrowed in sorrow: "May I know what displeased Jin Wang?"

Ji Xuanzhen said with his hands behind his back: "You should all bring out the manpower to surround and kill my two people, rather than these initial figures. Otherwise, just stretch out your necks and wait for slaughter!"

Ku Ming's expression of sorrow was even heavier: "This temple has always done good to people and accumulated merits widely. May I know what happened in the Buddhist realm that offended Jin Wang?"

"The prosperity or decline of a great sect is not something this king decides with a single thought. It is doing evil oneself and being hard to escape blame." Ji Xuanzhen looked at him coldly: "The moment Dizang moved, I heard the bell ring. Are you still not planning to give the people of the world an explanation?"

"When Dizang shook the bell, the matter arose suddenly. My courtyard was unable to detect it in time. This matter is indeed at fault." Ku Ming said, suddenly turning his head, and then saw a figure in a green shirt, walking slowly from afar in the air.

That person was calm and composed, neither hurried nor slow.

But everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on him.

Above him, the entire block of cloud sea had clear cracks, as if the ground had cracked!

Ku Ming's eyes shone brightly: "Later, Benefactor Jiang Wang stepped forward and contended with Dizang for three bells. My Suspended Air Temple responded to Jiang Wang without hesitation! This sincerity is commonly seen by the world. Suspended Air Temple stands clear. What more explanation does Jin Wang need? When Dizang transcends, the old monk is barely at the absolute peak. No one in the entire temple can approach the transcendence. How can we say it's seamless? How can we forever cut off accidents? Even if this temple has monitoring negligence, it should not be called for by Jin Wang with life-and-death force!"

Ying Jianghong pressed his sword at this time and turned his body: "Since you have come, and since Master Ku Ming specifically mentioned it... What does Town River True Monarch say?"

The great meeting of governing the water is not far away!

But after the war in Tianhai, Jiang Wang's prestige had already reached its peak.

In the eyes of many people, the three great heavenly masters only hid in the Three Pure Xuandu Emperor Palace, hiding behind the emperor's robe, supporting the Jing Emperor in the great war. Town River True Monarch, however, killed his way into the Tian River and repeatedly contended with Dizang. It was also reasonable for the Southern Heavenly Master to specifically ask for his opinion.

Jiang Wang himself would of course not put on airs.

He specifically rushed to Suspended Air Temple only because this was the sect of Master Ku Jue, Little Senior Brother Jing Li, and Senior Guan Yan. Although Old Monk Huang Lian left the sect, Little Senior Brother Jing Li only recognized Three Treasures Mountain, and Senior Guan Yan had also returned to secular life, some emotions cannot be abandoned just by saying so.

For the sake of old friends' feelings, he came a thousand li.

Of course, he would not protect Suspended Air Temple unconditionally, or rather, protect Suspended Air Temple regardless, or oppose Jing Country—Jing Country was not his enemy, and he had no real enemies in the current world.

He was willing to watch from the side and strive for relative fairness for Suspended Air Temple. And the opportunity he gave to Suspended Air Temple was already given when he contended for the name with three bells.

Under the gaze of numerous different eyes, Jiang Wang took his last step and stood firmly within the Zen Realm. His body itself became a part of the landscape, just like a green pine standing in front of an ancient temple, facing the wind from all directions. He calmly met Ying Jianghong's gaze: "When I contended for the name with Dizang, I heard the bell indeed ringing for me. I can only confirm this matter."

Ku Ming also only needed this confirmation.

"My Buddha!" He put his palms together and said: "The evidence of the matter is so, does Jing Country still want to harshly blame us?"

Now, a single sentence from Jiang Wang could indeed be called "the evidence of the matter is so"! From his mouth, it naturally becomes a fact.

But Ji Xuanzhen said: "Indeed, evidence is needed for the matter, and this matter is indeed related to Town River True Monarch! Now, when we talk about Dizang, I am not the only one who heard the bell."

His eyes held an extremely sharp brilliance, as if wanting to cut through the heart defenses of all the monks in Suspended Air Temple. His voice was even higher and heavier: "In the war in Tianjing City in the past, Town River True Monarch debated the Dao with the Six Friends of Jing Tian. The war situation was intense, with blood raining down everywhere. Someone secretly manipulated things, actually performing a contract in heaven, touching the moon in the middle of the Feng Zen Well. This then led to the later central escape from Zen, and my dynasty's emperor personally led the expedition—"

He turned his head and looked towards Jiang Wang: "Does True Monarch Jiang know about this matter?!"