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Chapter 298: Chapter 219: Missed, Heaven and Earth Transform, Spiritual Energy Emerges_2

Fang Tao clasped his hands together.

Although the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect hadn’t followed them in the past few days, he still didn’t let his guard down.

Now that the rain had stopped, it was a good opportunity to travel. Only when they entered Qing Province would they truly be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Elder Fang, take care,” the elder doctor nodded in farewell.

“Sister Fang, goodbye~”

Little Yan saw that Fang Rou and the others were leaving, so she came over to say goodbye.

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These past few days, she occasionally went to play with this sister, and they had developed some affection for each other.

“Little Yan, goodbye.”

Amidst the reluctant farewells, the figures of Fang Tao and his companions gradually disappeared.

“Master, should we also set off now?” Lu Qing asked at this time.

“Mm, we’ve been delayed here for a few days; it’s indeed time to depart,” the elder doctor nodded.

“I’ll go get ready,” Ma Gu walked out.

Once Ma Gu had harnessed the horses to the carriage and Lu Qing and the others had packed their belongings,

“Hmm?”

Stepping out of the main hall and standing outside, Lu Qing’s expression shifted as he looked towards his master.

“Master, the energy of the heavens and earth seems to have changed somewhat.”

“It has indeed changed,” the elder doctor said, somewhat astonished.

“Indeed, elder doctor. I don’t know if it’s because it just rained, but today’s air feels especially fresh and pleasant,” Ma Gu added.

“Alright, let’s get on the carriage and then talk,” the elder doctor said while carrying his belongings and stepping into the carriage.

“Giddyup!”

After Lu Qing and the others boarded, Ma Gu called out and flicked the reins; the carriage gently set off and headed down the mountain.

Sitting cross-legged in the carriage, Lu Qing’s Divine Soul Power quietly reached out, sensing the space around him.

He then felt that the world indeed contained a vague and indescribable Will, which had become more vibrant and full of life.

“Is this Spiritual Energy?”

Lu Qing’s Divine Soul Power, sensing that faint breath of Will, had an epiphany.

Yet this breath was still very weak and its impact on the world wasn’t significant.

Martial Artists with weaker Cultivation wouldn’t be able to detect these changes.

Only powerful Cultivators like Lu Qing and the elder doctor, who had sufficiently strong Divine Soul Power, could perceive the intricacies within.

However, that was all they could do; they were not yet able to absorb and Refine this mysterious energy.

Lu Qing’s Qi Acupoints were not opened, preventing him from inducing energy into his body.

As for the elder doctor, he didn’t possess the Cultivation Method necessary to refine this mysterious energy.

“Now that the Spiritual Energy has truly started to awaken, perhaps I should find an opportunity to teach a Qi Refining Method to Master,” Lu Qing thought silently.

His master was an Innate Realm Expert, whose Qi Acupoints had long been opened.

In the path of cultivation, to be a step ahead was to be steps ahead.

If he could master the method of Refining Spirit Energy, perhaps his Cultivation could take a qualitative leap.

While Lu Qing was considering this, suddenly, his Heart and Spirit sensed a slight disturbance.

Upon probing, he discovered that the disturbance came from the Qiankun Qi Bag at his waist.

“Do you want to absorb this world’s Spiritual Energy?”

Lu Qing felt the vibrations from the Qiankun Qi Bag and was surprised.

But he quickly understood.

Indeed, his Qi Acupoints were not opened, so he temporarily couldn’t absorb and Refine Spiritual Energy.

But being a Spiritual Artifact, the Qiankun Qi Bag didn’t have such limitations.

Immediately, Lu Qing’s Will stirred slightly, activating the restrictions within the Qiankun Qi Bag.

Suddenly, an invisible suction emerged from the Qiankun Qi Bag, drawing the strands of extraordinary energy from the surrounding world into the bag.

Inside the carriage, the elder doctor, who was also sitting cross-legged and closed-eyed, sensing the changes of the world, noticed this pull and opened his eyes.

However, when he realized that this change was emanating from Lu Qing, he simply smiled faintly and no longer paid attention, closing his eyes again to sense the world.

He had long become accustomed to the extraordinary events that often occurred around Lu Qing.

Regarding these events, he never probed, unless Lu Qing took the initiative to explain; otherwise, he wouldn’t even ask.

Because Lu Qing and the elder doctor were both immersed in their “Cultivation,” the horse carriage thus advanced quietly and slowly.

Several days of heavy rain did not turn the road muddy.

Instead, thanks to the rainwater washing over it, the road appeared quite clean.

Aside from the soft and rotten surface, there weren’t too many other issues.

But the carriage that Lu Qing and the others were riding had been specially made for the Wei Family at great expense; such road conditions were not a challenge for it.

The carriage traveled along the official road, and gradually there were signs of habitation around.

“Elder doctor, I just asked around; up ahead is Qingfeng Town. Shall we go in?” Ma Gu said.

The elder doctor pondered for a moment and replied, “Let’s go in. We’ve consumed quite a bit of our supplies in the past few days and need to replenish them.”

In the Taoist temple, since Fang Tao and the others had lost their luggage, the food and drink for the past few days had been shared from Lu Qing’s supplies; therefore, the life necessities carried on the carriage were depleting quickly.

Without replenishing them, it was feared that they wouldn’t last for many days.

“Yes.”

Ma Gu responded, steering the carriage toward the town.

Amidst the pitter-patter of the horse’s hooves, it didn’t take long for Ma Gu to see a town appearing ahead.

Just as he was about to lash the whip and hurry the carriage forward, he saw several people ahead running toward him in panic, stumbling and glancing back as they came.

“Whoa!”

Seeing the carriage about to collide with the people, Ma Gu quickly pulled the reins tight and stopped the vehicle.

He then barked at the few who were knocked to the ground, “Are you out of your minds? Didn’t you see the carriage here?”

“Master, what’s going on?” Wei Zian poked his head out from inside.

“Nothing much, just a few ruffians not watching where they’re going, nearly ran into the horse,” Ma Gu said irritably.

“Is everyone unharmed?” asked the elder doctor.

“Yes, I pulled the reins in time; they weren’t touched.”

The elder doctor looked toward the people who had fallen to the ground and saw them panting heavily, drenched in sweat, with expressions of sheer panic; he thought they were scared by the near collision.

Just as he was getting down to check, he saw them bounce up from the ground and run back in the direction they came from.

One of them, as he ran, kept shouting back, “Old folks, you should run too, there’s a group of bad people in the town murdering and slashing at will. If you don’t run now, I’m afraid you’ll be in trouble too!”

“People are killing indiscriminately in the town?”

The elder doctor’s expression changed abruptly, and he quickly looked toward the town.

Before he could see clearly, a cold voice echoed, “You little wretch, where do you think you can run to? Your masters and fellow disciples have been captured; do you think you alone can escape? If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I’ll consider letting you suffer a little less!”

At the same moment, a figure was running from ahead, staggering awkwardly, a figure that Lu Qing and the others found quite familiar.

“It’s Sister Zhao!”

Little Yan’s eyes were sharp, and she was the first to recognize the person and called out.

Lu Qing and the others had also recognized her; it was the woman named Zhao Qianlin, who was one of Fang Tao’s disciples and had spent several days with them in the Taoist temple.

However, in just over an hour since they had last seen her, Zhao Qianlin’s appearance had drastically changed; not only was her hair disheveled, but she also had several bloodstains on her body, her weapon was gone, and she was clutching her shoulder, running unsteadily.

Behind her, there were more than a dozen figures chasing.

The cold voice belonged to a middle-aged man in gray up front.

Hearing Little Yan’s childlike voice from ahead, Zhao Qianlin looked up, initially overjoyed, but then remembering what her master had told her, her face changed, she bit her lip, and darted into the woods by the roadside.

“You wretched girl, you’re given an inch and you take a mile!”

The man in gray originally was enjoying the hunt, watching Zhao Qianlin’s desperate attempts to escape.

Seeing that not only did she ignore his words, but also was attempting to flee through the nearby woods,

his facial expression suddenly darkened. He took a bow from someone nearby, drew it, and shot an arrow aiming straight for Zhao Qianlin’s knee.

The arrow’s flight was quick and fierce. Although Zhao Qianlin heard the sound of its approach, she was already too drained to dodge.

As the arrow was about to penetrate her knee, a look of despair appeared in Zhao Qianlin’s eyes.

Clang!

However, at that moment, a crisp sound rang out.

The arrow that was supposed to pierce Zhao Qianlin’s knee was suddenly deflected by something unseen, veering off course and narrowly missing her leg before plunging into the ground nearby.

“Who’s there?!”

The man in gray saw his once sure shot thwarted.

He immediately darkened in complexion, turning his gaze upon the carriage up front.