Chapter 98: How Can There Be Reincarnation In This World?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“I was once a disciple of Longqi Temple, but I was ignorant when I was young and left the mountain early.”
Meng Qiuhe lamented. It was easy to recall the past when one was old. He began to talk about his experiences when he was young.
At first, Qing’er only dealt with him casually. However, when she heard him mention the Daoist Master, she became interested.
She already knew that the reason why she could enter Longqi Temple and obtain the care of her elders was all because of the Dao Ancestor’s care. She did not know why the Dao Ancestor highly regarded her, but she was very grateful to him. Therefore, she was very interested in anything related to the Dao Ancestor.
The two of them chatted as they walked.
Meng Qiuhe’s face was full of smiles. How many years had it been since he felt so relaxed?
Qing’er listened attentively. She was surprised. She did not expect Meng Qiuhe to be the Daoist Master’s senior brother. When she heard that, she even suspected that the old man was bragging.
However, as she listened, she felt that it was true. Meng Qiuhe had mentioned many respected seniors in Longqi Temple.
Atter a long time.
The two of them came to a small gazebo and sat down. Qing’er was worried that he would be too tired, so she took a rest first.
Meng Qiuhe looked at Qing’er and said with a smile, “You look so similar to
Qiushuang when you were young. I even suspected that you are her reincarnation.”
Qing’er shook her head and said, “There’s no such thing as reincarnation in this world. It’s just the delusions of mortals.”
“That’s right. The delusions of mortals. I pursued martial arts for my entire life to surpass mortals and be unwilling to be beneath others. But in the end, I discovered that I was only struggling bitterly.”
Meng Qiuhe sighed.
Qing’er changed the topic and asked, “Did you come to Longqi Temple just to revisit your old home?”
She did not invite Meng Qiuhe to stay because she still had doubts and vigilance in her heart. Moreover, she could not make decisions for this kind of matter.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and said, “Naturally, there are other things.”
“What is it?”
Qing’er asked curiously. At this moment, a figure came from not far away. It was Qing Ku.
Qing Ku was worried when he saw Qing’er alone with an unfamiliar old man, so he came to take a look.
Meng Qiuhe looked at Qing Ku and whispered, “I am old and don’t have many years to live. Before I die, I want to fulfill a long-cherished wish, which is to challenge the current Dao Ancestor.”
When Qing’Er heard that, she could not help but widen her eyes. She subconsciously stood up and distanced herself from Meng Qiuhe.
Seeing her reaction, Qing Ku immediately rushed over and stood in front of her, staring at Meng Qiuhe vigilantly. Soon after, his expression changed drastically and he gritted his teeth. “Meng Qiuhe?”
Qing’er carefully asked, “Senior Uncle Qing Ku, do you know him?”
Qing Ku snorted and said, “The traitor of Longqi Temple was once my second senior brother and the Daoist Master’s senior brother. No, he was also the Eldest Disciple. Later on, he brought people to barge into Longqi Temple and insisted on sparring with the Daoist Master. After he was defeated by the
Daoist Master, he slunk down the mountain.”
He did not have a favorable impression of Meng Qiuhe. In fact, he hated him.
Especially after Meng Qiushuang passed away, he hated Meng Qiuhe even more. For dozens of years, he did not come back to visit his sister.
Meng Qiuhe was not angry. He sized up Qing Ku and lamented, “You’re already so old. Time is not on your side.”
Qing Ku was also over seventy years old now. He had white hair, but he looked stronger than Meng Qiuhe.
“Longqi Temple does not welcome you. Get lost,” Qing Ku coldly said.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and said, “Junior Brother, I have indeed let down Longqi Temple, but I am about to die. Can you help me meet the Dao Ancestor on the account that we were from the same sect?”
Hearing this, Qing Ku’s heart softened. When one was old, they had to face death. Sometimes, Qing Ku was worried about when he would die. He vigilantly asked, “Why are you looking for Senior Brother Changsheng?”
Qing’er said from behind him, “He wants to challenge Daoist Master!” Qing Ku frowned.
Meng Qiuhe spread his hands and said, “I’m just asking for death. If martial artists like us die in battle, we will have no regrets. You don’t have to worry about me having any schemes. He’s the Dao Ancestor who can move a mountain. I will undoubtedly lose. I just want to witness the number one martial artist in the world before I die.
Qing Ku was still hesitant, fearing that Meng Qiuhe would play tricks.
At that moment, a voice sounded. “Let him come over.”
Qing Ku and the other two heard it.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and slowly stood up.
Qing’er looked around but did not see anyone else. However, a devotee passed by in the distance and she carefully asked, “Was that Daoist Master’s voice just now?”
There was a trace of expectation in her tone.
Qing Ku nodded and turned around. “Follow me.”
He stepped forward, and Meng Qiuhe followed him out of the gazebo. When he passed by Qing’er, he took out a secret book from his bosom and said with a smile, “Meeting is fate. This secret book is something I’ve spent my entire life searching for. I originally wanted to teach it to Qiushuang, but she’s no longer here so I’ll hand it to you. Of course, if you don’t want to learn it, just burn it.” After stuffing the secret book to Qing’er, Meng Qiuhe followed Qing Ku.
Qing’er held the secret book and looked at Meng Qiuhe’s back. For some reason, her heart ached.
She did not know what kind of person Meng Qiuhe was when he was young, but after getting along with him just now, Meng Qiuhe’s attitude towards her was indeed very good. When she thought of him going to his death, she felt sad.
However, when she thought of the Daoist Master, the discomfort in her heart disappeared. She snorted and said, “You only have yourself to blame for causing trouble for the Daoist Master.”
She shook her head and walked towards the mountain gate.
A couple of minutes later.
Qing Ku brought Meng Qiuhe to Jiang Changsheng’s courtyard. Jiang Changsheng was cultivating under a tree. Hua Jianxin and Wang Chen were watching Jiang Jian practice his halberd. Bai Qi was napping while White Dragon was lying on the hillside.
Hua Jianxin and Wang Chen turned around and saw someone behind Qing Ku.
Seeing him, they could not help but be curious.
When Meng Qiuhe saw Jiang Changsheng again, he immediately fell into a trance when he saw that he still looked the same as sixty years ago.
Ever since he consumed the Beauty Pill at the age of eighteen, Jiang
Changsheng’s appearance had always remained that of an eighteen-year-old. This made Meng Qiuhe recall the bits and pieces of the past.
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and said, “Second Senior Brother, long time no see.”
He had heard Meng Qiuhe’s words. The latter was about to die, so he did not want to be calculative. Therefore, he decided to satisfy Meng Qiuhe’s long-cherished wish.
When he was two years old, his Eldest Senior Brother, Li Changqing, almost killed him by accident when he was training. It was Meng Qiuhe who saved him. He could not forget this kindness. After all, he had encountered many calamities when he was young.
Meng Qiuhe lamented, “Long time no see. I didn’t expect you to call me Senior Brother again.”
He suddenly realized that Jiang Changsheng had always respected him since he was young. Even though his martial arts realm had improved greatly, he was still the same. He was just jealous of Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and said, “Let’s begin. There’s no need to reminisce.
I will bury you with Senior Sister Qiushuang. Although you have let down Longqi Temple, Senior Sister Qiushuang has always missed you.”
Meng Qiuhe smiled when he heard that.
The two of them flew high into the sky. Jiang Jian stopped and came to Hua Jianxin. He asked curiously, “Grandaunt, who is he? Grandmaster’s senior brother? Is he very strong?”
He was very excited. Finally, he could see someone challenging his Grandmaster.
Hua Jianxin sighed and said, “That’s right.”
In the sky, Meng Qiuhe began to circulate his internal energy and his aura exploded like a flood.
Jiang Changsheng was not surprised that he had broken through to become a True God. Many years ago, the incense point needed to calculate Meng Qiuhe had reached 500, so his strength was definitely not weak.
Meng Qiuhe raised his right palm with a cold expression and said, “Junior Brother Changsheng, I don’t want you to show mercy. Help me. Kill me with your strongest martial arts and let me die without regrets!”
Jiang Changsheng’s expression was calm as he said, “Alright, Second Senior Brother. Take this.”
He raised his right hand and a golden leaf appeared.
Meng Qiuhe frowned. He did not understand what Jiang Changsheng meant. Why did he take out a golden leaf?
At that moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly threw out the Golden-scaled Jade
Leaf.
Pfft!
A hole was pierced through Meng Qiuhe’s forehead. He widened his eyes in disbelief.
“Well…”
Meng Qiuhe trembled as his vitality drained away.
He fell just like that.
Jiang Changsheng flew over and caught his corpse. Then, he flew to Qing Ku and handed him over. “Bury him near Senior Sister Qiushuang.”
Qing Ku was stunned. When he heard his words, he came back to his senses and hastily took Meng Qiuhe’s corpse. Meng Qiuhe still maintained a dead stare, but the expression in his eyes had changed. Other than shock, there was more relief.
Jiang Changsheng turned around and walked towards the Earth Spirit Tree. Jiang Jian ran over excitedly and asked, “Grandmaster, what martial art was that just now? I only saw a golden light and didn’t see it clearly.”
“I can’t tell you about this martial art. Let’s talk about it after you reach the Golden Body realm.”
“Ah? There’s no second Golden Body realm expert in the entire Great Jing other than you. How long do I have to wait?”
“You don’t have confidence?”
“How is that possible? Just you wait. I will definitely reach the Golden Body realm!”
Jiang Jian was provoked and immediately went to train.
Jiang Changsheng sat under the tree and continued to cultivate.
After a while.
“In the 28th year of the Qianwu Era, your former senior brother, Meng Qiuhe, came to challenge you with the determination to die. You passed his challenge and survived a calamity. You obtained the survival reward—Miscellaneous Crafting Skill.”
Jiang Changsheng revealed a smile and silently thanked Meng Qiuhe. The unknown melancholy in his heart also dissipated.
Other than the older generation of disciples, no news of Meng Qiuhe’s death had spread. Qing’er had been guarding the mountain gate and did not see Meng Qiuhe leave the mountain. Therefore, she understood that Meng Qiuhe was already dead.
She just did not understand why Meng Qiuhe had to die in the hands of the Daoist Master.
In the 30th year of the Qianwu Era, Jiang Jian was already fourteen years old.
Under the tempering of Jiang Changsheng’s Heavenly Lightning Heart Technique, his physique had been growing. Right now, his physical strength had reached an extremely terrifying level, and it was not inferior to Pingan when they were at the same age.
On this day, Jiang Xiu came to visit Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Jian came over and said, “Brother, can you change my weapon? This halberd is not enough.”
Jiang Xiu widened his eyes and said, “5,000 kilograms is not enough? Are you joking?”
Jiang Jian curled his lips and said, “I need a heavier weapon to strengthen my physique.”
Jiang Xiu was silent and looked at his ninth brother as if he was looking at a monster.
A few seconds later, Jiang Xiu said helplessly, “This halberd was created by the strongest blacksmith in Great Jing. If I make it heavier, its shape will also change. Once that happens, it will be no longer suitable as a human weapon.” Jiang Jian was disappointed when he heard that.
Jiang Changsheng suddenly said, “I’ll make a weapon for Jian’er. Ask your father to find the hardest material..