52: Chapter 28 Happiness in Life Depends on Oneself 52: Chapter 28 Happiness in Life Depends on Oneself Is this supposed to be a celestial dwelling?
Li Ping’an looked at the huge cave in front of him, as if it had been blasted out by a single punch, and then looked up again at the cracks spread all over the mountain.
The cave dwelling was located in the northwestern corner of the sect gate, halfway up an inconspicuous little mountain.
There were no other Heavenly Immortals’ residences on the mountain, with a straight to the point “what you see is what you get” attitude, and a hundred percent green coverage.
Inside the cave, a straw mat, two wooden tables, three meditation cushions, that was all the furniture there was.
“Are we going to live here from now on?”
Qing Su lowered her head and hummed softly, seemingly contemplating a rather significant problem.
After a moment, she turned to look at Li Ping’an and said seriously, “Yes.”
“No problem,” Li Ping’an smiled and said, “I will gradually expand this place.”
Qing Su pointed at the cave and said, “I will seal off this place with a barrier later…
I see that other dwellings have formations; I will also learn how to set up formations afterwards.”
Li Ping’an hurriedly said, “Master, you should focus on your Taoist cultivation; I will handle these mundane tasks.
Why don’t you dig deeper inside and create an inner cave?
You can cultivate in the inner cave while I stay outside.”
Qing Su walked into the cave with her hands behind her back, made a slight push with her right fist in front of Li Ping’an.
The small mountain trembled violently, and flocks of birds flew out of the trees;
After the shaking, the cracks inside and outside the cave became more apparent, and many Immortals began to probe their consciousness toward this place.
Qing Su’s slender right hand slowly pressed down, and the swirling dust in the cave quickly solidified into a ball.
A brand-new spherical inner cave had thus been created.
Li Ping’an’s forehead was lined with black marks.
This really was a cave dwelling smashed out with a fist…
“Disciple, I will continue my seclusion now; you first get accustomed to the environment here.”
Qing Su picked up a meditation cushion and walked into the newly formed inner cave, sat down to cultivate, and used her immortal power to seal off the entire inner cave.
Li Ping’an walked into this new home with a grin, and the entrance of the cave was lit up with transparent immortal light.
This was an immortal power barrier, which required the consumption of immortal power to maintain, different from a formation that operated autonomously based on a formation base; it was generally used temporarily.
‘It’s a new beginning; it’s normal to be a bit rough.’
Li Ping’an took out some furniture he had brought from the Wooden Tower and decorated the outer cave simply.
The cave dwelling was indeed too rudimentary, with the ground being curved, there was nowhere to place a bookshelf, and the furniture was hard to set up.
After tinkering for half a day, Li Ping’an flattened and hardened the floor and fixed all the walls into curved surfaces, making the place more visually acceptable before he began to meditate.
The temperament of his master was truly one of a kind in the entire Wanyun Sect.
When he was fleeing thousands of miles outside the sect gates, Li Ping’an had already realized that the Immortal Qing Su, aside from cultivating, comprehending the Tao, and magical combat, had little interest in other things.
She must have always been taken care of by her senior and junior sisters when she was in Caiyun Peak.
Li Ping’an couldn’t help but worry…
‘Am I also responsible for taking care of Master’s daily needs?’
‘Immortals usually seclude themselves for a long time, right?’
‘Will Master guide my cultivation?
How will she guide me?’
Suddenly, Li Ping’an discovered that his calm dao heart of three years was now somewhat disturbed.
He planned to first cultivate for a while to stabilize his mindset, set up a courtyard near the cave dwelling and draw the boundary of the dwelling.
He did not know how much space the sect had allocated for his master’s cave dwelling;
The sect had just rewarded him with a set of household grounds, which he had not yet claimed from the Mundane Affairs Hall.
If Master’s cave dwelling was not spacious enough, her share could also be used.
Within the barrier, Li Ping’an set up a small Spirit Gathering Array with the remaining spirit stones, concentrated his thoughts, closed his eyes, and began cultivating.
Outside the barrier, two figures hid among the clouds beyond the mountain.
Li Dazhi frowned as he observed the scene below and turned his head to look at the yawning Weiyang Zi.
“What’s up with our ancestral master?”
Weiyang Zi smiled and said:
“I will soon be setting out for the shores of the East Sea; do you have any other instructions?
While I’m still in the sect, I can run errands for you and take care of everything at once.”
“There isn’t much else,”
Li Dazhi said with his hands behind his back and a frown:
“Immortal Qing Su doesn’t know how to create a cave dwelling and doesn’t set up formations.
If someone with ill-intentions attacks, wouldn’t it be easy to harm Ping’an who has not yet achieved Foundation Establishment?”
Weiyang Zi found it difficult:
“Ancestral master, this is a private matter for those disciples, and Qing Su is a Heavenly Immortal, heard to be not so easy to get along with.
“If we rashly offer help, it might easily displease Immortal Qing Su.”
Li Dazhi pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly turning, and he already had an idea in mind.
“Steward, come here and listen closely.”
Ancestral master, you can just transmit your voice directly; it’s a bit awkward for two men to be pulling and tugging…
You speak, and I’ll listen.”
This and that, so and so.
Weiyang Zi quickly turned into a rainbow light and flew away.
Li Dazhi took out a Jade Dishware that had recorded the ‘drinking buddies’ of the sect, searched carefully for a moment, and then rode the clouds to the peak where a Heavenly Immortal elder skilled in setting up protective mountain formations resided.
That elder was proficient in setting up mountain protection formations.
Two or three hours passed.
Li Ping’an found that his dao heart was stable, so he ended his meditation.
He took off his long robe, wore fine linen short robe and trousers, and stepped out of the barrier set by his master.
Li Ping’an strolled around the vicinity of the cave dwelling, wary of making noise that would disturb his master’s cultivation.
He did not use any spells and instead took out a sharp Magic Artifact long knife, manually clearing the shrubs and weeds near the cave dwelling.
Atop the white clouds outside the mountain, Li Dazhi and Weiyang Zi quietly peeked out.
“Ancestral master, rest assured,” Weiyang Zi saluted, “I will not fail the task!”
Using his Escape Skill, Weiyang Zi left stealthily.
He first went to a valley inside the sect gates, flung his sleeve to draw a large amount of river water, then used his immortal power to employ the Cloud-Riding Spell, turning it into a clump of dark clouds, and floated over to the vicinity of Li Ping’an’s cave dwelling.