Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

Chapter 310: Chapter 190: Many Qilins in the Qilin Temple_2

Chapter 310 -190: Many Qilins in the Qilin Temple_2

“Have you heard that you still don’t have a mount? Let me tell you, my family has plenty.”

“Foundation Establishment stage Qilins, pick whichever you like!”

“These Qilins are not weaker than the dragon clan’s!”

“Of course, when it comes to speed, the Wind Qilin is definitely the best.”

“In terms of strength, the Fire Qilin is the best.”

“But the most amazing thing is, we recently had a variant Qilin born, a Thunder Qilin, with strength comparable to the Fire Qilin and speed rivalling the Wind Qilin.”

“So, what do you think? Tempted?”

Chen Qing invited Nie Fei onto the carriage and said while walking, “But I’ve heard that in Qilin Temple, humans and Qilins are equal, and you speak like this without fear of offending the Qilins?”

Nie Fei burst into laughter, “Ha, my seniority in the Qilin Temple is plenty high, those little guys are all my juniors.”

“As a Master Uncle, when I arrange things, they dare not disobey!”

Nie Fei raised his hand, showing Chen Qing his arm, revealing a patch of jet-black scales like ink jade.

“I am also a variant, Mo Yu Qilin. I am skilled in transformation and can harness the Five Elements Qi, thus, naturally carrying a Mirror Gu within me.”

“This is why I say, the Mirror Gu is a unique spirit Gu.”

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At this point, Chen Qing began to understand.

“No wonder your seniority is so high in the Qilin Temple.”

If it were a human, going by seniority alone, Nie Fei should be the youngest disciple.

But in Qilin Temple, Qilins are ranked by lineage, so although Nie Fei was young, his rank was exceptionally high.

Listening to Nie Fei’s introduction, Wushang became interested, “Brother Nie Fei, can I also choose one?”

Nie Fei waved his hand generously, “Of course, of course, you are the younger brother of my brother, so you are also my brother!”

“When we reach the temple, you can choose any Qilin from the Qilin Courtyard!”

After three days of travel, they finally arrived at Qilin Temple. As soon as Chen Qing got off the carriage and walked up the mountain path with Nie Fei, they were greeted with voices calling for Nie Fei.

“Uncle.”

“Master Uncle.”

“Little Grandpa.”

“Little Uncle.”

…

Among them were Qilins, and Daoists, but none had a higher rank than Nie Fei.

Nie Fei laughed heartily, waving at the Daoists and Qilins, “Hahaha, alright, your Master Uncle is back!”

“Whoa, Qing He, it’s only been three years, and you’ve developed so well!”

“It’s time to find someone to marry!”

A blush spread across Qing He’s face, and she was quite shy, “Uncle, you’re teasing Qing He again!”

Now, Chen Qing finally understood how Nie Fei’s personality had developed.

Nie Fei called out loudly, “Where’s Tian Yu? Why isn’t he here?”

Qing He replied, “Uncle, Zhaoyu heard you were going to give him away, so he hid with the ancestor.”

Nie Fei’s expression suddenly turned serious, “The senior brother, huh?”

“He actually came out of seclusion?”

“Forget it, I’ll go talk to Zhaoyu’s father!”

Nie Fei was about to sneak away when he heard a gentle call, “Junior brother!”

Chen Qing followed the voice to see a Qilin with scales like jade, with black lightning faintly cascading across its body, also examining him.

This was probably the variant Thunder Qilin.

Beside this Thunder Qilin stood a Daoist, donned in a blue Daoist robe, his hair streaked with white.

The sides of his hair were frosted white, with a Qilin Crown on his head and a horsetail whisk in hand, exuding an ethereal aura.

A majestic power lay within him, restrained, but his divine power seemed as mighty as a dragon.

His eyes were intensely black, reflecting a river’s flow.

Upon seeing this Daoist, Nie Fei slightly tempered his attitude, “So, senior brother, you’ve come out of seclusion.”

Most of the Nanli tribes had spirit beasts, and some had pure-blood exotic beasts or ancient fierce beasts.

However, Qilins, regarded as holy beasts, were only found in Longevity Mountain and Qilin Temple.

Longevity Mountain needs no explanation. As for Qilin Temple, it had a different origin.

It was said that 30,000 years ago, the Qilin race, known for their benevolent nature, were regarded as holy beasts.

Unlike the dragon clan, who marry siblings, their bloodline had intermingled, leaving no pure-blooded Qilins.

They fell from grace, and by chance, a mixed blood Qilin met a Daoist.

This Daoist possessed an immortal law, called Cutting the Path to See Me and Mingjing Liuli.

It allowed one to cut themselves using yin and yang blades, searching for the truth, and could strip away mixed blood, reverting one back to pure-blooded.

Using this method, the Qilin race once again had pure-blood Qilins.

Thus, they came to reside in the temple, remaining there and eventually evolving into Qilin Temple.

Of course, how a misfit like Nie Fei came about remains a question.

At the moment, the Qilins Chen Qing saw were mostly juniors, around the Foundation Establishment level.

Naturally, there were also newborn Qilins, curious to observe Chen Qing and the others.

Due to feeling excluded, Qilin Temple received very few visitors, so they were quite curious about Chen Qing and his party.

Being able to see so many pure-blooded Qilins at once was an eye-opener for the Dragon Cavalry who accompanied Chen Qing.

These holy beasts, usually seen only in myth, were seen over twenty at once here.

Qitian Feng, the Temple Master of Qilin Temple, said with a calm expression, “Junior brother, now that you’re back, come with me to pay respects to our ancestor!”

He glanced at Chen Qing and his group, “Dear guests, Zhaoyu, please entertain them and see to their needs; don’t be disrespectful!”

Zhaoyu nodded, approaching Chen Qing, “Lord Wei, please follow me.”

This Thunder Qilin’s fur appeared like blazing fire and roaring lightning, with flashes of thunder flowing around it, possessing a physique undeniably on par with the dragon clan.

Chen Qing couldn’t help but be slightly mesmerized.

As they arrived at the guest room, Chen Qing didn’t rush. He simply inquired about the daily life there, then allowed Zhaoyu to leave.

“Brother, Zhaoyu truly has a great presence.”

“If you were to take him as a mount, you would indeed be imposing!”

Wushang had barely finished speaking when they heard Li Liufeng’s reprimand, “Wushang, here in Qilin Temple, humans and Qilins are equals, all are disciples, how can you speak like that?”

“Isn’t that insulting the Qilin lineage?”

“You brat, you’re still too arrogant!”

“Come with me to recite scriptures under the waterfall!”

Wushang glanced at Chen Qing for help, but Chen Qing only returned a helpless expression.

He reluctantly followed Li Liufeng to recite scriptures beneath the waterfall.

In the grand hall of Qilin Temple, aside from Nie Fei and Qitian Feng, there was no one else.

They sat facing each other, completely unlike their previous stern demeanor.

Qitian Feng picked up a drumstick and handed it to Nie Fei, “Junior brother, in your view, can we place our bet on Qingxu?”

Nie Fei took it and bit into it.

“Behind him is the Jiguang Sect, a true Master of the Mortal World.”

“For him…”

Qitian Feng stuffed another drumstick into Nie Fei’s mouth, “Is this something I should be hearing?”

Nie Fei swallowed it whole, including the bone, “Then, senior brother, can you guess why I am telling you this?”

“Does our Qilin Temple have another path?”

“For five thousand years, since our master was State Preceptor and held sway over Li Country for five centuries, King Li has never trusted us!”

“The current King Li despises us even more.”

“If we do not seek a wise ruler now, where will we go?”

Qitian Feng sliced a piece of chicken ass and popped it into his mouth, “Then continue.”

Nie Fei said, “The Jiguang Sect is abandoning two individuals of Heavenly Pride stature for him, letting them venture into the Death Realm to divert attention.”

“Buying him time.”

“Now, he is the legitimate heir of the Miao God, valued by the new king of the South Sea.”

“In hundreds of thousands of years, Nanli has never had a Literary King.”

“If he triumphs and claims the throne, the title is likely to be Literary King!”

“You should know, among the kings of the great sects, the titles of Literary King and King Wu are the most revered!”

Qitian Feng said, “How would I not know this?”

“To become a True Monarch and rule a realm, one must ascend from the ranks of Literary King or King Wu.”

Nie Fei continued, “The lineage of Literary King and King Wu has always had more than one royal title under its command.”

“Look at Qingxu, who is merely at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet his brother already possesses the King Gu, isn’t it obvious?”

“The Miao God is positioning Qingxu as a Literary King, to completely control the leftover forces of the Jiguang Sect!”

Qitian Feng said softly, “The Jiguang Sect has always called itself a great sect of all ages, how could they truly submit to the Miao God?”

“If there is discord between the Literary King and the Miao God later, how will we position ourselves?”