Calabash Fairy

Chapter 131 Leaving the Mountain

A dozen days later, led by Xu Hu, a convoy of more than ten young people left Xiahe Village and drove into the peach blossom forest.

Inside the village, many villagers were gathered at the village entrance to see them off. Yang Dongdong and Yang Xiaochuan, with their gray hair, stood at the front, but both of them were rather silent at this moment.

No one knows what these children will encounter after leaving the mountains. For Xiahe Village, the world outside the mountains is more unfamiliar than the world inside the mountains.

However, no one could stop the children from leaving, because it was the will of the Mountain God.

In the village, even if the village chief speaks with Yang Dongdong, who is in charge of the academy, people might question him, but no one would question the Mountain God.

This is a tradition passed down for decades; the Mountain God protects them, the Mountain God guides them...

"Brother, we witnessed this scene when we were talking with Father years ago, but neither of us expected it to happen so quickly..."

Yang Dongdong nodded slightly upon hearing this and sighed softly, "My father has now become an immortal by following the Mountain God. He must have seen more and farther than we have."

"Father is right. As long as the academy continues to operate, the children will become more thoughtful and understanding, even today..."

Even without me, his grandson, leading the way, other children would still come along wanting to leave.

Yang Xiaochuan fell silent again upon hearing this. No one knew whether exposing Xiahe Village to the outside world was ultimately good or bad, and what the outside world was like now...

The summit of Qingfeng Mountain.

Fang Yan sat under the plum tree, drinking and chatting with the Money Rat who had come to visit him.

"Brother Fang, do you believe that the way out and the future for these ordinary people lie beyond the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Fang Yan nodded with a smile and said, "That's right. After all, the Ten Thousand Mountains are the territory of the demon race, and they are far less prosperous and vast than the outside world. However, these things depend on themselves."

"If they are willing to live here generation after generation, I will naturally protect them since I have received their offerings. If they want to leave, I will give them a push."

Upon hearing this, the Money Rat looked down at Xiahe Village and nodded gently while stroking its beard.

Although he wasn't interested in weak mortals, he happened to witness this scene, which prompted his question. However, he quickly put the matter out of his mind.

The money rat looked at Fang Yan with a smile, its golden eyes sparkling.

"Brother Fang, the quantity and quality of the various elixirs and talismans you have traded with me in the last ten years have all exceeded those of the past. It seems that you have made progress in both alchemy and talisman-making. This is truly a cause for celebration."

Whether as a friend or a "god of wealth" in business, Money Rat was very happy for Fang Yan's significant progress in alchemy and talisman-making.

However, what the Money Rat values ​​most is this person's mastery of alchemy.

"At this Rock Vein Branch auction, some of the high-grade elixirs that Brother Fang has refined over the years will also be auctioned. I expect it will be very popular and fetch a price that will satisfy Brother Fang."

Fang Yan nodded with a smile.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Brother Jin."

The elixirs he consigned for this auction are even more valuable than the Great Pure Yuan Pill from back then, which will surely make him a fortune.

Furthermore, he and Money Rat would naturally not miss such a good opportunity to further enhance their fame.

Decades have passed, and because Master Qingfeng's elixirs are all of the highest quality, his reputation has grown increasingly renowned through the Wanbao Trading Company. This is also the opportunity for the Money Rat to advance.

However, Fang Yan did not tell the Money Rat that he had recently gathered all the spiritual materials and planned to try to refine a top-grade spiritual pill. If he succeeded, his alchemy skills would definitely take another big step forward.

However, if this pill can be successfully refined, it won't be too late to tell Brother Jin.

After finalizing the auction arrangements, the two drank and chatted for another half day before the Money Rat took his leave. Fang Yan, however, was not in a hurry to return to the Qingfeng Secret Realm to cultivate.

He sat alone under the plum tree, leisurely drinking spiritual wine, a faint purple-gold spiritual light flashing in his eyes.

"With 2,130 years of cultivation and twelve years of life, thanks to the rich spiritual energy and numerous elixirs within the Qingfeng Secret Realm, my cultivation speed has increased again, which is excellent."

The chaotic space within his body is extremely unique; it can quickly and thoroughly refine the spiritual materials and pills he ingests, without wasting a single drop.

As his cultivation level increased, his refining ability also continued to improve.

Not to mention that the elixirs he refines are of superior quality and contain almost no impurities, even if he takes a large amount of ordinary elixirs with trace impurities, the Chaos Space can completely refine them without worrying about the risk of elixir poisoning.

This can be considered another advantage for Fang Yan's main body.

"Nowadays, the gaps between the underworld and the outside world are appearing more and more frequently. Even in the area around the ancient ferry city, three thousand-year-old ghosts have appeared one after another. Fortunately, they were discovered early and did not cause any major disturbances."

"But precisely because of this, more and more people have been worshipping me over the years, and even outside the territory of Ancient Ferry City, people have begun to worship me..."

In Fang Yan's perception, wisps of incense smoke were drifting towards Qingfeng Mountain. Although they seemed scattered, if all the incense smoke outside the Ten Thousand Mountains were gathered together, it would be even more abundant than the incense smoke in Xiahe Village.

At this time, the four little ones on the mountain were no longer in the mountain. While traveling around, they also continuously bestowed incense and talismans to protect believers.

Of the eight damaged magical artifacts that were gradually obtained from the ruins and secret realms back then, only the Buddha Bell and the writing brush have been partially repaired and given to Yang Sheng and Xu Hu respectively for protection.

"The remaining six items have not yet been fully analyzed, and they are not entirely suitable for these four little ones. It seems we will have to find suitable magical artifacts for them in the future."

Fang Yan drank alone on the mountaintop for a long time before his figure slowly disappeared, returning to the Qingfeng Secret Realm to cultivate.

On the other side, five carriages that had come from Xiahe Village were being driven by five young men who had learned how to drive, traveling through the dense forest. In addition to food, the carriages also carried a lot of wine and silk fabrics woven by the weaving workshop.

Before leaving the village, the village chief had instructed them that, according to records left by their ancestors more than two hundred years ago, the outside world was different from the village, and it was difficult to move an inch without money. Therefore, he told them to take these things with them so that they could exchange them for some money.

Since founding the academy, Yang Dongdong has dedicated his life to it.

Of the six arts of a gentleman, most of the young people of this generation who have left home are proficient in one or two of them, far surpassing what their generation possessed.

This is Yang Dongdong's lifelong pride.

At this moment, on the lead carriage.

Yang Cheng held the reins and drove the carriage, still looking excited even though they had been away from the village for half a day.