diskusbooks Chapter 357 Q&A
Chapter 357 Q&A
The crystal staff in Old Xia's hand gently tapped the ground, making a clear "ding" sound.
Hu Qing felt a slight tremor under his feet. He looked down and saw a bulge suddenly appearing on the flat black stone ground, which instantly turned into an ancient stone table.
Four stone pillars protruded from the ground around them at the same time, and accurately turned into four stone benches behind everyone.
The whole process was smooth and flowing, without any fluctuation of spiritual power, as if these stone furniture had grown here.
"This..." Gu Yang widened his eyes and subconsciously stroked the cold surface of the stone table with his fingers.
The natural stone veins on the table are clearly visible, and it even has a unique moist smell from the underground. Anyone who sees it would think that this is a raw stone just mined from the mountain.
Old Xia sat down leisurely, the sleeves of his wide grey robe brushing against the stone table.
A burst of elegant tea fragrance suddenly filled the air, and I saw a jade teapot that had been placed in the middle of the table, with hot steam still rising from the spout.
Hu Qing stared at the teapot and clearly saw the tea leaves in the pot slowly expanding, as if they had just been brewed with hot water.
"Sit down, don't be shy." The Sword God gestured briefly and sat down next to Old Xia first.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang then took their seats carefully, while Xiao Zi lay cross-legged beside the stone bench obediently, sniffing the refreshing tea fragrance with her dragon nose moving slightly.
Old Xia held the pot and poured tea. The amber tea soup drew a graceful arc in the air and fell accurately into each teacup.
The moment the tea entered the cup, Hu Qing seemed to hear a clear phoenix cry, and the vague shadow of a phoenix with spread wings emerged in the cup, disappearing in a flash.
"Any questions you have, feel free to ask now."
The Sword God took the teacup and glanced at the two young men. "Once you leave this tower, some answers will be hard to find."
Gu Yang held the warm teacup and hesitated for a moment before finally speaking:
"Senior, what were those stone statues just now? Why are they..."
His voice unconsciously lowered, "Can it move?"
Old Xia smiled without saying anything and took a sip of tea first.
Hu Qing noticed that when the old man drank tea, the tea in the cup actually rotated on its own, forming a small vortex.
As soon as he put down the teacup, the water surface immediately returned to calm, as if the strange vision just now was just an illusion.
"Illusions arise from the mind." Elder Xia tapped the tabletop with his fingertips. "There's an illusion array set up near those stone statues."
As he spoke, a hazy mist suddenly appeared in the center of the stone table.
The group of statues they had just passed by gradually emerged from the mist, but at this moment, all the statues remained motionless, with no signs of movement at all.
"To those with a will as strong as steel, stone is stone." Xia Lao's voice suddenly became ethereal. "To those whose hearts waver, stone becomes a demon."
The picture in the fog suddenly changed, showing Hu Qing and his companions walking through the group of statues.
What is creepy is that the three people in the picture keep looking back, and the statue within their sight is indeed slowly turning its head!
What's even more terrifying is that these changes only appeared when they looked back, and when they turned back to the front, the statue returned to its stillness.
"This..." Hu Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, and the tea in the cup created tiny ripples.
Elder Xia waved his hand gently, and the mist dissipated: "What you see and feel are all projections of your true heart."
Gu Yang's face turned pale as he remembered his growing fear at that time.
That uneasy feeling of being watched actually stems from the hesitation deep in my heart?
There was silence for a moment below the tower.
Xiao Zi slapped the ground with his tail anxiously, making a soft "pa pa" sound.
Hu Qing looked down at his reflection in the tea, and suddenly found that his brows were furrowed on the water, and his eyes were full of surprise and doubt.
"So..." his voice was dry, "there's actually no such thing as the statue coming back to life?"
Old Xia smiled but did not answer. Instead, he looked at the Sword God.
The latter put down the teacup and said calmly, "When I first passed those stone statues, I saw ten thousand swords hanging overhead."
Hu Qing and Gu Yang looked up at the same time and looked at the Sword God in disbelief.
This senior who was as unshakable as a mountain in their hearts had actually...
"On the path of cultivation, the most difficult thing is never external enemies." Old Xia suddenly stood up and tapped the ground lightly with his staff.
The ground around the statue suddenly surged, revealing a cliff thousands of feet high. "But it's about recognizing your own heart."
As he spoke, Hu Qing was shocked to find that the stone bench he was sitting on was slowly changing, gradually turning into the shape of a stone statue!
He stood up suddenly, but found that his legs had merged with the stone bench at some point and were petrifying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Senior!" Gu Yang exclaimed, but saw that his hands also began to turn a stone-like grayish-white color.
Senior Sword God and Old Xia were sipping the tea in their cups calmly.
After a moment, Old Xia tapped the ground lightly, and the illusion disappeared. Hu Qing and Gu Yang looked at their hands breathlessly.
They actually thought they were going to turn into stone statues.
"Everything you see is false, everything you feel is delusion." Old Xia put down the teacup and said this slowly.
Hu Qing picked up the celadon teacup, and the warm tea soup swayed gently in the cup. The hot steam carried a refreshing aroma of grass and wood.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, and immediately felt a warm current sliding from his throat into his stomach, and then turned into thousands of strands of cool air that traveled throughout his body.
My originally tense nerves seemed to be gently soothed by a pair of gentle hands, and the fatigue of the past few days was swept away.
"This tea..." Hu Qing looked at the empty cup in surprise. After the tea entered his stomach, it turned into pure spiritual power in his meridians, and even his dantian felt warm.
Gu Yang also drank the tea in the cup, and his cold brows relaxed unconsciously.
His slender fingers stroked the edge of the teacup, feeling the unprecedented peaceful flow of spiritual power in his body.
Old Xia smiled and picked up the gilded teapot and filled it for both of them.
"Does this old man's 'Phoenix Nest Tea' appeal to the two young friends?"
His eyes narrowed into slits under his white eyebrows. "Feeling better now?"
Hu Qing was about to speak when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Gu Yang rubbing his wrist unconsciously.
He was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed Gu Yang's left hand and pulled up his sleeves.
"Oh, Mr. Xia!" Hu Qing's voice was a little anxious. "Please take a look at these spatial forces..."
At first glance, Gu Yang's arm looks no different from that of an ordinary person, but if you look closely, you can see a faint silver light flowing under the skin.
Old Xia's expression became serious, and his skinny fingers gently rested on Gu Yang's wrist.
A ray of divine consciousness probed in and immediately "saw" a shocking scene -
Gu Yang's arm bones were covered with silver-white lines, as dense as a spider web, and the power of space slowly moved between the bones like a living thing.
"Tsk tsk..." Old Xia withdrew his hand and smacked his lips. "My friend, these spatial forces are more dangerous than poison to a Jindan stage cultivator."
Hu Qing's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and the teacup in his hand fell to the table with a clang.
He suddenly grabbed Elder Xia's arm and said, "Senior! Is there any way to save him?"