If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 502 A Thousand Years, Ten Thousand Years

The morning sunlight streams through the mountains and forests, illuminating the shimmering stream.

Gu An remained seated on the rock. A year had passed since he left the Tai Xuan Sect. The Wu Shi Dao Temple was now filled with medicinal herbs of all grades. In just a few years, his annual lifespan income would increase, and surpassing the peak would be no difficult task.

An Xin, Shen Zhen, and the others also began their own seclusion for cultivation. Gu An would come to the outside of the dojo every day to teach Yi Xiaoqiang and the other four.

Yi Xiaoqiang and his group of five had to climb mountains and wade through rivers every day. It was very hard at first, but after a year of training, they got used to it and even regarded this journey as a form of spiritual practice.

While waiting for them, Gu An was looking at Zhen Qin.

Since Ye Lan's passing, Zhen Qin has been traveling and gaining experience, encountering many opportunities. Unfortunately, she is about to face her end.

She is still a long way from reaching the Nirvana Realm.

Zhen Qin seemed to sense her destiny and prepared to take revenge on the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower.

Su Han's death has always been a thorn in Zhen Qin's side. The reason she works hard to cultivate is to avenge her senior brother.

"Su Han, Su Han, you thought you meant well, but did you ever think that because of your good intentions, your junior sister would bear a thousand years of hatred until her death?"

Gu An murmured to himself, lamenting the nature of human nature and fate.

Su Han's body had long been moved from Nianchu Cave to the secluded paradise and was now placed in a cave within the Daoist temple.

His soul had long since departed with the cycle of reincarnation, but his body was well preserved, and Gu An could use cause and effect to find his reincarnated soul.

He didn't want to do this, but seeing Zhen Qin about to meet her end, he wondered if he should fulfill his disciple's wish.

Just as Gu An was pondering, a whooshing sound came from the air.

A year older, Yi Xiaoqiang charged in, wielding a wooden sword, like a bird darting through the forest.

Gu An raised his hand, wrapped it around his neck, and pinched the tip of the wooden sword between two fingers.

Yi Xiaoqiang was forcibly stopped, his feet touched the ground, and he instinctively fell backward.

He looked up at Gu An, shook his numb right hand, and exclaimed, "Master, you're amazing! Are you a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Gu An stood up, put the wooden sword back into his hand, and laughed, "You found out. You think you can ambush your master with such meager skills?"

Yi Xiaoqiang retorted, "What do you mean by 'ambush'? I'm just showing my master the results of my cultivation."

At this moment, the other four people arrived and bowed to Gu An.

Gu An not only taught them cultivation methods, but also etiquette and principles of conduct. In just one year, he had instilled a chivalrous spirit in the five of them.

Even with their cultivation and magic, the five did not bully ordinary people, but instead helped the weak and oppressed, earning them a good reputation in their hometown for miles around.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Gu An tossed the wooden sword to Yi Xiaoqiang and said, "Today I will teach you the art of sword control."

The five people weren't particularly excited after hearing this. The technique of controlling swords didn't sound like a very powerful spell, especially since they practiced swordsmanship regularly.

Gu An saw through their lack of interest but didn't say much, continuing to teach the formula on his own.

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Inside the mysterious space, Emperor Yang walked towards the Heavenly Dao Golden Core. Looking at the magnificent Heavenly Dao Golden Core, his eyes were not as fervent as before.

After experiencing the calamity of the War Court, he felt that the Heavenly Dao Golden Elixir could not grant him the power to dominate everything, and that the Heavenly Dao had no heart to save the common people.

Whether it is the Immortal Dynasty or the Holy Court, most people have a sense of mission to shoulder the fate of all living beings. Since they embarked on the path of cultivation, they have done good deeds and evil deeds, but they all feel that as long as they are strong, they should protect all living beings.

Emperor Yangxian felt the same way; he believed he should be the master of heaven and earth and must protect all living beings.

He walked all the way to An Hao, who was still meditating, comprehending the Heavenly Dao Golden Core.

“Your master has left,” Emperor Yangxian said.

Upon hearing this, An Hao immediately opened his eyes, looked at Yang Xiandi, and frowned.

Emperor Yang Xian continued, "He left the Heavenly Spirit World with a few of his disciples, and your junior sister was also taken away by him."

Upon hearing this, An Hao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed. He asked, "It's good that you're leaving. The world is getting more and more chaotic. My master can save the world once or twice, but he can't keep intervening. Otherwise, sooner or later, it will attract a stronger being than him. With my junior sister following him, I can be completely at ease."

Emperor Yangxian shifted his gaze to the Heavenly Dao Golden Core and said, "An Hao, I suddenly feel that this Golden Core does not represent the Heavenly Dao."

An Hao looked at him, the golden light of the Heavenly Dao shining on his face, his expression so complex.

"So, what do you want to do?" An Hao asked.

He also did not believe in the Way of Heaven; his attempt to comprehend the Heavenly Dao Golden Elixir was merely a means to quickly become stronger.

The world is in constant flux, and no matter how talented he is, he feels a sense of urgency. If he were to die on the path of cultivation, no one in the world would remember him a thousand or ten thousand years from now.

Emperor Yangxian slowly said, "I want to contend for the Heavenly Dao."

After hearing this, An Hao fell silent.

The mysterious space fell silent, and the two people's shadows were stretched extremely long.

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Spring goes and autumn comes, and five years have passed in a flash.

The temple grounds were vast, but few people lived there, and every day was peaceful, which also calmed Gu An's heart.

Every day, Gu An taught Yi Xiaoqiang and the other four children, planted flowers and picked grass, wrote books, and practiced calligraphy. He didn't find it boring at all; on the contrary, he felt very fulfilled.

Five years have passed, and Yi Xiaoqiang and the other four have all come of age and have successfully established their foundations.

In the sweltering summer heat, in the woods, beside the stream.

Looking at the five people who had grown up, Gu An felt that time really flew by.

"Master, I want to change my name to Yi Qingshan from now on," Yi Xiaoqiang suddenly said, and the other four followed suit.

"I want to change it too. My name is Lin Chuan."

"My name is Cheng Meng."

“I’m even going to change my surname. My name will be Gu Changsheng.”

"If you're shameless, then I'll take the surname Gu and be named Gu Chengdao."

Hearing their words, Gu An smiled helplessly and did not stop them.

As the five people changed their names, their fates were altered, and Gu An saw their future.

Gu An coughed lightly and said, "You have already established your foundation. In a few years, you will surpass your master. I don't want to be surpassed by you. Don't come here anymore. Go out and seek a broader path to immortality."

Upon hearing this, Yi Qingshan and his group of five fell silent. They did not refute it. In fact, they had wanted to leave two years ago because they had come into contact with cultivators in the cultivation world and knew how vast the cultivation world was, which made them yearn for it.

“Master, we…” Cheng Meng couldn’t help but speak up.

Before she could finish speaking, Gu An raised his hand and said, "No need for such childish formalities. I came here to live in seclusion and cultivate in peace. You have disturbed me for so many years, shouldn't you leave me alone?"

Yi Qingshan immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Gu An, and the other four quickly followed suit.

Looking at Yi Qingshan, Gu An thought of Lu Jiujia.

Lu Jiujia's figure merged with Yi Qingshan's, becoming a new person.

Gu An showed no sadness, but smiled as he accepted their kowtows.

Yi Qingshan stood up and said, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. When we become immortals, we will definitely come back to repay you."

The others echoed their assurances, and Gu An waved his hand impatiently. The five bowed and took their leave.

After taking a few steps, Yi Qingshan couldn't help but turn back, just like when he first parted from Gu An. He looked at Gu An under the shade of the tree, and the reluctance he felt as a teenager resurfaced.

He is stronger now than he was six years ago. He was not swayed by his emotions and quickly turned back to follow his companions into the woods.

Gu An opened his arms and stretched, then twisted his neck and said, "Finally, they're gone. See you again in a thousand years."

He turned and walked in another direction in the woods.

Just as they crossed the stream, a plump white rat rushed out, its size rapidly shrinking before landing on Gu An's shoulder.

"Master, are those five people considered your disciples?" the White Spirit Rat asked curiously, its voice still childish like a boy's.

Gu An smiled and said, "Of course it counts, why do you ask?"

“You only taught them for a few years before kicking them out. I thought they were the same as the disciples in the Third Medicine Valley and the Mysterious Valley.”

"They will come back, and they will stay with us for thousands and thousands of years, and you will have to be their support."

"real or fake?"

The white rat stared at the large rat with a bewildered expression.

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