I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

The Huang family lives in an old red-brick house in the old town. The car smoothly passed through the tree-lined path, and many young men and women were taking pictures on both sides of the road.

Xu Yuan leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed. He only slowly opened his eyes when he heard Old Qin say that they had arrived.

The black gate opened, and the car drove in without any bumps before the gate closed immediately.

"Grandpa, he's here."

Huang Laoguai, who was sitting in the recliner, slowly opened his eyes when he heard Huang Yiyi's words.

A young man with his hair tied up on top of his head, dressed in gray and wearing cloth shoes, stepped off the bus. He looked clean and simple, and there was no trace of worldliness about him.

Xu Yuan got out of the car and glanced around the yard. He thought Huang Laoguai would live in some villa or manor, but he didn't expect him to live here.

However, once the gate is closed, this place becomes completely isolated from the world, and no one would guess that the place they passed through was the residence of some important figure.

Old Qin led Xu Yuan to Old Huang. Xu Yuan bowed respectfully and greeted him politely, "Old Mr. Huang."

Old Huang had a kind face, his eyes full of affection for the younger generation.

"Xu Yuan, I've been hearing your name every day lately."

His gaze swept over Xu Yuan from head to toe. If it were any other young person, they would definitely be overwhelmed by Huang Laoguai's aura.

Xu Yuan, however, felt nothing. When Huang Lao looked at him, he looked back at Huang Lao as well.

"It's true that youth is a blessing."

"Thinking back to when I was your age, it was a hundred years ago."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she looked at Old Huang again.

He thought Mr. Huang was around ninety years old, but he didn't expect him to be over a hundred.

So, he was about the same age as his master.

"Your master on Mount Tai, was he about my age?"

Old Huang seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and what he said was exactly what Xu Yuan was thinking, which made Xu Yuan look at him with even more admiration.

Those who have lived to this age are all old monsters; nothing can be hidden from him.

"My master is probably a few years older than Mr. Huang, but not by much," Xu Yuan said truthfully without hiding anything.

"Older than me?"

Old Huang squinted and thought for a moment: "Mount Tai, with its thirty-six cave dwellings, there are only a handful of people older than me. Which one are you a disciple of?"

"Could he be Stinky Stone's apprentice?"

Xu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart began to pound. She stared at Old Huang as if he were a monster.

"Hey, judging from your eyes, it seems I guessed right."

Old Huang smiled, like a child who had guessed a riddle that no one else could.

"So you really are his apprentice?"

"Just like his name, Qing Shitou is both smelly and hard. I never expected that he would teach such a handsome disciple like you."

"Do you know my master?" Xu Yuan asked even more respectfully.

"We naturally know each other; we had a lot of dealings with each other when we were young."

Of course, when we were young, that is, in our fifties or sixties.

As Old Huang recalled the past, the wrinkles on his face smoothed out: "Did he ever mention the seven stars of the North and South to you?"

"I did say that."

"He didn't hold anything back. How is your master doing?"

The last time we met was thirty-five years ago.

"When I came down the mountain, my master was well." Xu Yuan responded respectfully, mentioning that he should respect his master regardless of whether his master was by his side or not.

"It's good that you're all well."

Old Huang sat in his recliner, smiling as he looked at Xu Yuan, as if he were looking at the son of an old friend.

In fact, after he was injured, he knew that only the blue stone could cure his illness, and he sent someone to Mount Tailing.

The person he sent returned saying that Mount Tailing was closed, so he was at a loss. Unexpectedly, Qing Shitou had a disciple who had gone down the mountain.

This made him realize that Qing Shitou had foreseen this long ago.

That guy can calculate everything under the heavens; this little thing is probably just a blink of an eye for him.

Are you curious about how I knew your identity?

Old Huang jokingly pointed to the stone pendant around Xu Yuan's neck.

"The moment I saw the pendant around your neck when you walked in, I understood everything."

There's absolutely no need for an investigation.

"Even if we let them investigate, they won't find anything."

But the pendant around your neck, I recognize it all too well.

"This is something that Qing Shi nurtured for a lifetime, and he actually gave it to you. It shows how much he values ​​you."

He must have passed on all that he has learned and understood in his life to you.

Xu Yuan raised her hand and touched the stone pendant around her neck.

When his master gave him the pendant, he only told him that he should never take it off, and didn't say anything else.

He always thought it was just a simple amulet or token.

Huang Yiyi stood to the side, listening to her grandfather's words with a sense of bewilderment.

But Qin Lao knew exactly who Huang Lao was talking about.

He used to follow Master Huang and later protected his granddaughter, so he naturally knew some things about Master Huang.

As for the blue stone he mentioned, he had met him before; it was a remarkable person.

With a single move, he can move mountains and shift the moon, reverse the flow of rivers, and turn his hand to create wind or rain.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was actually his apprentice.

"Now that you're here, I'll hand over my old bones to you."

Old Huang leaned back in his recliner with an optimistic attitude: "Tell me how many years I have left to live."

If all else fails, at least trade one for one before you die.

He spoke jokingly, but it was actually what he truly felt.

If his internal injuries are truly incurable, he has already prepared for the worst.

On the eve of his death, he wanted to use his own life to break the Heavenly Slash on the Huangpu River.

Even if I die, I want to die in the place that my ancestors have protected for generations.

Without any formalities, Xu Yuan stepped forward and placed both hands on Huang Lao's pulse simultaneously.

After checking his pulse, Xu Yuan circled around Old Monster Huang again, his sword finger touching Huang's spine, moving upwards inch by inch.

"Little one, have I made things difficult for you?"

Old Huang smiled, but he felt uneasy inside.

Does making a wish actually work?

Is there any hope for me to live?

Xu Yuan didn't reply. He moved his sword finger to the back of Huang Laoguai's neck and lingered there for a few seconds.

After he finished his investigation, he spoke slowly and deliberately: "The situation is somewhat beyond our expectations."

Huang Yiyi and Old Qin looked anxious upon hearing this.

Before they could speak, Xu Yuan continued, "Fortunately, the medication suppressed the symptoms in the early stages, so we still have a chance to fight back."

After hearing what Xu Yuan said, Huang Yiyi, who was standing next to her, breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Huang laughed heartily: "Looks like I can live a few more years."

"Speaking of which, your tone of voice is just like your master's."

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Xu Yuan gasped for breath again: "The evil energy devouring the dantian is no small matter. If it breaks through the dantian, the whole person will be ruined."

"Gentle methods are ineffective against them."

"My method is to fight poison with poison, which carries certain risks. Whether you want to try it or not is up to you."