Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Everyone nodded in agreement, and led by Yang Ling, they left the stone chamber and returned to Mount Ling.

Leaving the stone chamber, sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, bathing everyone in warmth and brightness. A gentle breeze from Ling Mountain swept by, carrying away the dust they had accumulated in the stone chamber, and seemingly also washing away the weariness in their hearts.

"Brother Yang, this adventure has truly been thrilling," Ying Zheng exclaimed, his eyes revealing his longing and curiosity for the unknown world.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and patted Ying Zheng on the shoulder. "Brother Ying Zheng, life is an adventure. Only by constantly seeking knowledge can we discover more mysteries."

Xu Fu also came over, a satisfied smile on his face. "This trip to the Dragon Vein not only greatly improved our cultivation, but more importantly, we experienced a real adventure."

“Indeed, Brother Xu, without your talisman’s help, we probably wouldn’t have been able to pass the trial so smoothly,” Yang Ling said sincerely.

Xu Fu waved his hand, "Not at all. Without everyone's concerted efforts, I alone would not have been able to accomplish anything."

At this moment, Li Si and Ziya also approached, both their faces flushed with excitement. Li Si exclaimed, "Brother Yang, where should we go next? I can't wait to explore more mysterious places!"

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then looked into the distance. "Why don't we head to the coast of the East China Sea and search for the legendary Penglai Island? It is said that immortals live on the island; perhaps we can gain more insights from there."

"Penglai Immortal Island?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. "I've read about it in ancient books. It's said that the island is covered with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and is guarded by divine beasts. This trip is bound to be extraordinary!"

Xu Fu nodded in agreement: "I have also heard of the great fame of Penglai Island. Legend has it that the immortals on the island possess the secret to immortality. If we could receive some guidance from them, wouldn't we benefit immensely?"

“In that case, let’s head to Penglai Immortal Island and find out!” Yang Ling said resolutely.

After a short rest, the group embarked on their adventure to the coast of the East China Sea. They trudged resolutely through the dense forest, the branches and leaves intertwining overhead to create a thick canopy, sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows. Beyond the forest, they traversed several treacherous mountains, each step taken with extreme caution, lest they fall into the abyss.

After overcoming countless hardships, they finally arrived at the magnificent east coast. The sea breeze blew in their faces, carrying a salty and damp scent and an ancient sense of mystery, as if telling the legendary stories of the sea.

Yang Ling took out an ancient compass from his robes. It was a treasured artifact passed down through generations, said to guide people to the mysterious Penglai Immortal Island. He carefully examined the compass needle, his brow furrowed, as if deciphering some ancient code.

"According to the compass, Penglai Immortal Island should be in that direction," Yang Ling said firmly, pointing into the distance.

Following the direction he pointed, everyone saw the outline of an island faintly appearing where the sea met the sky. A determined light shone in Ying Zheng's eyes as he gazed in that direction, as if he had already glimpsed the mysterious veil of Penglai Island.

"Then let's set sail!" Ying Zheng said with great enthusiasm.

“We need to find a boat.” Li Si looked around and his eyes locked onto an abandoned fishing boat on the shore. “That one will do. Although it looks old, it should still be usable.”

Ziya stepped forward and carefully inspected every corner of the ship. “Although this ship is old, its structure is still quite sturdy. With a little repair, it should be able to carry us to Penglai Island.”

Xu Fu took out some tools and materials from his baggage. "I'll take charge of repairing the ship. You all go and find some timber and cloth. We need to repair the ship as soon as possible." Everyone immediately got to work. Yang Ling and Ying Zheng went to cut down timber, while Li Si and Ziya went to find cloth and other necessities. A gentle sea breeze brought a touch of coolness, but it also dispelled everyone's fatigue.

After much effort, the fishing boat was finally repaired. Together, everyone pushed the boat into the sea, then one by one jumped onto the gunwale. Ying Zheng stood at the bow, long sword in hand, his gaze fixed firmly ahead. "Raise the sails, set sail!"

The sea breeze howled, like the breath of the ocean, propelling the fishing boat forward through the waves. Waves crashed against the hull time and again, making a splashing sound like a stirring war drum, encouraging everyone. Each person gripped the oars tightly, their arm muscles tensing with each stroke, their clothes soaked with sweat, but no one gave up.

"Give it your all, Penglai Island is just ahead!" Yang Ling shouted, waving his oar to encourage his companions.

Ying Zheng stood at the bow of the ship, his gaze unwavering as he stared ahead. The long sword in his hand gleamed in the sunlight, as if guiding their way. He took a deep breath and proclaimed loudly, "We will definitely reach Penglai Island! Do not give up!"

Their days at sea exposed them to countless storms and reefs. Whenever faced with hardship, they clung to each other, confronting the challenge together. Their faith grew ever stronger, as if they could already see the dawn of victory.

Finally, one morning, as the first rays of sunlight touched the sea, they caught sight of the outline of Penglai Island. The island's peaks soared into the clouds, shrouded in mist, seemingly concealing endless mysteries. Upon seeing this, the group cheered with immense excitement.

"Look! That's Penglai Immortal Island!" Li Si shouted excitedly, pointing ahead.

Xu Fu also smiled with delight: "Our efforts have finally paid off!"

The ship slowly approached the shore, and they eagerly stepped onto the land of Penglai Island. The scenery here was breathtaking; the flowers, trees, and shrubs all emitted a faint glow, and the air was filled with a refreshing and invigorating atmosphere. They felt as if they had entered a secluded fairyland.

"Is this the Penglai Immortal Island? It's so beautiful!" Ziya exclaimed.

"Yes, everything here seems so magical and dreamlike," Yang Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

After the fishing boat docked, they eagerly set foot on the land of Penglai Island. The flowers, trees, and shrubs here all emitted a faint glow, and a magical aura permeated the air. They felt as if they had entered a dreamlike world.

After searching the island for a long time, they finally found the legendary abode of immortals—a cave shrouded in mist. They carefully entered the cave and saw an old man with a sage-like appearance sitting cross-legged on a stone platform, meditating with his eyes closed.

Yang Ling stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "We juniors have come to pay our respects to the esteemed senior and earnestly request your guidance."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at them, and smiled slightly. "You are destined to find this place. Speak, what do you seek?"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "This junior would like to ask the senior how one can truly master the power of heaven and earth?"

The old man stroked his long beard and said, "Mastering the power of heaven and earth is no easy task. You must first cultivate your mind and nature, and comprehend the way of nature, before you can gradually control it." (End of Chapter)