The Immortal Clan was established starting with the entry on the Dao of the Gou.

Ling'er brought ten taels of silver and handed it to Jiang Yun, saying, "Husband, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Jiang Yun accepted the silver and put it in his pocket.

Ten taels of silver, heavy with weight.

"Daddy, bring me something delicious!"

"Me too! Me too!"

Jiang Dexian and Jiang Deyue suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Okay, I'll bring them to you."

Saying goodbye to family.

Jiang Yun then rushed to Yongning County.

Yongnian County is located west of Qingshan Village.

It is more than 40 miles away from Qingshan Village.

When Jiang Yun was a child, he would go to the city with his father, relying entirely on his own two feet. It would take four hours for him to go there and back.

I'm exhausted, like a dog.

He now possesses immortal bones and is a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

I don't feel tired no matter what I do.

"At this time of day, there are many people on the road heading into the city."

"Let's take the back road."

Jiang Yun did not choose to take the main road.

He wanted to get into the city as soon as possible.

So they took a shortcut.

The path was difficult to walk.

It can hardly be called a road.

However, for Jiang Yun, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.

Halfway there.

The sound of wind whistling came from the woods.

Then came the sound of a man and a woman talking.

Jiang Yun possesses the bones of an immortal, and his hearing far surpasses that of ordinary cultivators.

He heard a noise.

He immediately became alert and suppressed his aura.

Pretend to be an ordinary person in a hurry.

He walked with his head down, his steps faltering.

A short while later.

The whistling wind grew louder as it approached.

Jiang Yun looked in the direction of the sound.

But what do you mean by "the sound of the wind"?

The sounds were clearly made by a man and a woman traveling together.

The legs of these two people emitted a faint yellow glow.

It runs extremely fast.

Wherever it passed, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves.

Jiang Yun was amazed.

"Could this be a talisman?"

He had a guess in his mind.

The two men's legs glowed with a strange light, and their speed was so great that they stirred up the wind as they traveled.

I reckon they used a talisman.

"Senior brother, there's someone over there, let's ask for directions."

The woman stopped when she saw Jiang Yun.

"Alright."

The man also stopped.

The two walked side by side toward Jiang Yun.

"Second...Second Immortal Master."

Jiang Yun deliberately feigned fear and bowed with his hands clasped.

"Don't be afraid," the man asked. "Are you a villager from around here?"

Jiang Yun nodded, feeling both apprehensive and fearful.

He just nodded.

It didn't say where he came from.

"That's good." The man then asked, "Do you know which direction Qingshan Lake is in?"

"Reporting to Immortal Master," Jiang Yun pointed southwest, "two hundred li to the southwest lies Qingshan Lake."

Jiang Yun answered.

But I was a little puzzled.

Within the borders of the Great Yu Kingdom.

Everyone knows Qingshan Lake.

Not to mention those high and mighty cultivators.

Qingshan Lake is a famous large lake in Dayu County.

The area boasts beautiful mountains and clear waters, pleasant scenery, and a mild climate year-round.

It is a place with excellent feng shui.

Moreover, Qingshan Lake is full of spiritual energy, and it is said that many immortals gather here.

Many princes, nobles, high-ranking officials, and business tycoons of Dayu built mansions in Qingshan Lake.

Many fishermen still live around Qingshan Lake.

They make a living by fishing.

Most of the fish in Yongning County are transported from Qingshan Lake.

These two cultivators didn't even know where Green Mountain Lake was.

Jiang Yun guessed that they were probably cultivators from another country.

He was not a person from the Great Yu.

Thank you.

The man took out a dull little stone from his pocket, intending to give it to Jiang Yun as a token of his gratitude.

"Senior brother, why are you giving him spirit stones?" The woman stepped forward. "He's just a mortal. What use is this spirit stone, whose spiritual energy is almost depleted, to him?"

Spirit Stone?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun...

She glanced at the spirit stone in the man's hand a few more times.

It seems that the spiritual energy within this spirit stone is almost gone.

Jiang Yun was quite surprised that this person took it out as a thank-you gift for giving directions.

"Junior Sister is absolutely right." The man took back the spirit stones and handed a few taels of silver to Jiang Yun.

"You two immortal masters, we wouldn't dare!"

Jiang Yun quickly waved his hand.

He indicated that giving directions was a small favor and that no reward was needed.

"Brother, there's no need to be so formal," the man said with a smile. "We are disciples of a righteous sect, so please feel free to accept us."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Jiang Yun reached out and accepted the silver.

Let's take a preliminary estimate.

It weighs about four or five ounces.

He thought to himself that these cultivators were very generous.

He gave four or five taels of silver as a thank you gift for simply pointing out the way.

They are much richer than him, who farms all day long.

He must be a disciple of some major sect.

"Let's go."

The man handed the silver to Jiang Yun.

He called out to his junior sister.

next moment.

A gust of wind blew past Jiang Yun.

The two had already appeared eight zhang away.

"Senior brother, that person was just a mortal," the woman asked as she hurried along. "Why did you give him spirit stones?"

"Isn't Senior Brother being foolish?" the man sighed. "You've been traveling for over three months straight, you're almost exhausted. It's better for you to stay in the sect and cultivate."

"Yes," the woman sighed as well, "I don't know why that senior uncle from the sect would choose to live in a place like Green Mountain Lake."

"The task assigned by Master is also a form of training," the man said solemnly. "We should hurry to Qingshan Lake and find that martial uncle."

"Two hundred miles to go, we're almost there! It would have been nice if Master had given us a mission to slay demons, but it turns out we're just delivering a message."

The woman's tone was somewhat complaining, and she seemed extremely unwilling.

She said in frustration, "I've used up all my Swiftness Talismans, do you have any more, Senior Brother?"

"That's all." The man shook his head. "The last one is right at your feet, and it'll expire soon."

The woman fell silent.

After a long pause, she said helplessly, "It seems I have no choice but to expend my magic power."

The man did not respond.

Focus on getting on the road.

After a while.

He suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?" The woman stopped and asked in confusion.

Do you remember what the person who gave us directions looked like?

The man frowned.

He seemed to be thinking about Jiang Yun.

But Jiang Yun's image became increasingly blurry in his mind.

In just a short while, he seemed to have forgotten what Jiang Yun looked like.

He only remembered that someone had given him directions.

"I remember, senior brother, how come your memory is so bad...?"

The woman stopped mid-sentence, suddenly filled with doubt.

"Huh? What's going on? I don't seem to remember what that person looked like?"

The man was somewhat speechless. "Isn't your senior brother asking you a question?"

"I don't remember," the woman murmured. "How strange, when did my memory become so bad?"

"It's not that we have bad memories," the man said thoughtfully. "Senior brother still remembers what he ate half a month ago."

"I remember too," the woman said, puzzled. "But why don't I remember that person from earlier?"

The man stroked his chin and pondered.

"Did you discover something, senior brother?"

Seeing her senior brother's appearance, the woman quickly pressed him for details.

"Yes, senior brother has indeed made a discovery."

The man said earnestly, "I'm afraid we misjudged you just now."

"Did I misjudge him?" the woman asked, puzzled. "Could that person be some kind of expert?"

"Indeed!" the man agreed. "Only a reclusive master could do such a thing, making people forget what he looks like after they've seen him."