Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

Chapter 208 Old Friends of the Mountain Villa
"Maybe we don't need to go to such extremes?"

Gu Qing frowned slightly, her thoughts wandering, and after thinking for a moment, she said.

"Things have blown up so much that I can't just let them go on my own."

"Alright, here is the token for using the teleportation array in the back mountain."

"Gu Qing, the five mortal kingdoms are one of the escape routes for the Southern Wilderness human race. You must not have any problems. You cannot take this strange beast on your wrist with you."

Gu Qing was shocked, only then remembering that the little snake was still in his hands. This thing ate and slept, slept and ate, its presence was too low, and it was always easy to forget about it, which was strange.

"Yes."

"Furthermore, the spiritual energy in Yan Kingdom is scarce, which is of no benefit to the cultivation of seventh-grade cultivators. Do not stay here any longer."

"clear."

"Um……"

Seeing that the mountain lord was going on and on, Gu Qing's heart skipped a beat.

"Lord of the Mountain, I have other matters to attend to. I will visit you again after I arrive from the Yan Kingdom."

"...go."

"Alas, one should be forgiving when possible; sometimes there is more than one answer to a problem."

Gu Qing had already stepped out of the palace gate when he heard the sound. He paused for a moment, sensing that this Lord of the General Affairs seemed to know something.

The next day.

I made a trip to Snowflake City, delivered the little snake to the Guhuoniao, and left plenty of food behind.

Gu Qing set foot on the back mountain again.

This place is right next to the Earthly Fiend Abyss, which is considered one of the forbidden areas of the mountain gate. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to approach it. Gu Qing and Yan Jiangyue have just arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"He who comes is stopped."

Gu Qing immediately presented his token.

“Senior, my name is Gu Qing. I have come here to return home and sever my ties with this world.”

"Gu Qing?"

Before him, grass and trees sprouted, and a large flower bud bloomed. A cultivator who looked very young walked out from it, but he was not the same cultivator who had been in charge of registration and allocation.

The guardian of the forbidden area in the back mountain is one of the founders.

The eleventh patriarch, Master Baohua.

Wearing a lotus crown and a green skirt with lotus leaves, she exudes a rich fragrance and vitality. A three-petaled pink lotus dot adorns her forehead, and her appearance is elegant and refined, with a touch of girl-next-door charm.

Compared to her identity as a founder, she is more like a naive young girl.

Strange.

"I've heard of you. Come in."

He checked the token with a wave of his hand and let him in.

On the stone platform teleportation array, spirit stones were filled into each node of the array. With a flash of light, Gu Qing and Yan Jiangyue disappeared from their original spot.

But then, in the place where there had been no one before, the figure of Patriarch Baohua reappeared, muttering to himself.

"The Devouring Path, the Gluttonous Technique."

"It seems they have some connection with the Jinyun clan; no wonder they want to return to the Yan state."

The earlier the patriarch of Baiyue Mountain is ranked, the earlier he will advance to the sixth rank, and similarly, the stronger his cultivation will be.

The first fifteen patriarchs almost all reached the sixth rank of the highest level.

He is currently cultivating towards the fifth rank, so his vision and perspective are naturally broader and more expansive than those of ordinary people.

She could see through Gu Qing's cultivation progress and sense the aura of the Devouring Dao, so she naturally attributed the reason for his rapid progress to the Gluttonous Gluttony Technique.

"There is a certain opportunity; when you return, I will send you to the Third Patriarch's place."

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The howling north wind brought heavy snow.

The State of Yan, in the northern lands, amidst the Great Snow Mountain.

The scenery here remains unchanged, seemingly without any alteration, but Gu Qing and Yan Jiangyue are stunned. This is where the dream began, and both of them have undergone a complete transformation.

The next moment, blue light condensed in front of him.

The white ape, the spirit of the Great Snow Mountain array, manifested, its voice still icy cold.

"I have met the envoy from Baiyue Mountain."

The sound echoed through the mountains, and before long, a group of Qi Refining cultivators at the lower level of the eighth rank rushed over and paid their respects.

"I have met the envoy from Baiyue Mountain."

Gu Qing only came to her senses at this moment.

"Get up." He looked around but didn't see any familiar faces. Almost all of his generation, led by Dean Chen, had died of old age.

He never managed to achieve the perfect Qi Refining stage in his entire life, let alone break through to the middle level of the eighth rank, Golden Dew Bigu.

Fifty years have passed, and given their already limited lifespans, it was impossible for them to survive, let alone their disciples.

"Things have changed, but people are no longer the same; that's just how it is."

Yan Jiangyue offered a soft word of comfort and stepped forward first.

"We have returned for personal matters. There is no need for the Sword Forging Manor to make a big fuss. Just do what you need to do and consider it as passing through."

"We obey your command."

"and many more."

Gu Qing suddenly spoke up, took a few steps forward, looked at a somewhat hunched old man, and said softly.

"Could it be Yan Lin, Immortal Master Yan?"

The old man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Gu Qing's face, his lips moved but he couldn't speak. Then he saw Yan Jiangyue and remembered something.

"You are Jiang Yue, my niece."

"Then you... are... Gu Qing?!"

"Correct."

Patting Yan Lin on the shoulder, Gu Qing sighed even more. If Yan Lin hadn't been fair enough, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to join Baiyue Mountain.

Although he was somewhat greedy, he was not treated unfairly; in fact, he was often supported and his supporters frequently stood up for him.

"Years have passed since we last met. Let's go have a drink."

"Jiang Yue, go and invite Master Fang from the Weapon Refining Pavilion. Let's go to Snow Mountain Workshop for a get-together."

"Yes, Elder Gu."

A flash of white lightning illuminated Yan Lin's vision. When he could see clearly again, he was already at the entrance of Snow Mountain Inn. Only then did he remember what had just happened.

"Jiang Yue calls you elder? You are now..."

"I am not talented, having only recently broken through to the seventh rank, and I am honored to serve as the Guardian Elder of the Weapon Refining Hall."

"Okay, okay!"

Yan Lin had also lived in Baiyue Mountain and knew the situation there; he had never forgotten it over the years.

In fact, Gu Qing was somewhat puzzled by his condition. The lifespan of an eighth-grade true cultivator is 360 to 960 years. Even if he is only at the lower eighth-grade level of refining essence into qi, he can still live for three hundred years without excessively overdrawing his own essence and qi.

When he took up the position of Immortal Envoy, he must have broken through to the eighth rank not long ago, so he was probably only in his fifties. Now he is only a little over a hundred years old, and only a third of his life has passed. How could he have aged so much?

Snow Mountain Restaurant.

The place Gu Qing used to frequent with his two fox friends had changed, but he still ordered the same things he used to like.

Yan Lin paused for a moment and said, "Back then, I took on a mission from the sect, but unfortunately, I was corrupted by ghostly energy, and my essence was severely damaged. I couldn't even do my daily cultivation."

"Only then did he return the token and go back to the Sword Forging Manor to retire."

"I've tried to find a solution over the years, but all have failed. As time goes on, my vital essence is draining away faster and faster. I reckon I don't have many years left to live..."

His tone revealed an overwhelming sense of desolation.

Gu Qing then spoke again.

"I remember asking someone to bring you some Huangya Dan (a traditional Chinese medicine), didn't it work?"

"It can suppress it at first, but after it's used up, it goes back to its original state. Sigh."

"Why didn't you ask me for help when you finished using it?"

"You had just joined Baiyue Mountain, how much could you possibly help me?"

"..."

In silence, Gu Qing reached out to examine the pulse and discovered that the ghostly energy seemed to originate from a rare ghost, its nature gloomy and stagnant, making it difficult for medicinal pills to remove.

"It's like the yin energy of some kind of vengeful spirit."

Immediately, the Flaming Dragon Mana was inputted, and the all-purpose nature of the mana was demonstrated.

Yan Lin felt an extremely powerful, scorching energy flow into his body, which eliminated all injuries and evil spirits wherever it passed, and even completely removed the evil spirit energy that had been entrenched in his dantian for many years.

They immediately looked twenty years younger.

"This...this..."

"It's just a small favor; if an ordinary person were to receive it, they could live to be a hundred years old thanks to the profound power of magic."

Yan Lin's expression became even more complicated, unsure how to express her gratitude.

Yan Jiangyue arrived with Master Fang. This young master Fang was one of the protectors Gu Qing received when he started out, and he was able to get in touch with him only because of Yan Lin's connections.

His cultivation level is top-notch even among mortals, making him a seventh-rank lower-level cultivator. If it weren't for his conflict with the Sword Forging Pavilion of Baiyue Mountain, he shouldn't be wasting his time here.

"Master Fang."

(End of this chapter)