I am about to die of old age, and I have awakened the character of longevity.

Chapter 229: The divine purple blade, reunited after four years!
As a tingling sensation spread across the palm of his hand, a spiritual seal emerged, and the red spider lilies surrounding the seal emitted bursts of light.

The white fox was greatly surprised when it saw the seal, and its eyes became exceptionally bright.

The next moment, Xie An's palm touched the top of the white fox's head.

hum!
White light bloomed and the seal vibrated.

Not long after, a seal was placed on the white fox's head. As the seal disappeared into the white fox's body, Xie An was horrified to find that he had established a special connection with the white fox.

Both parties can communicate directly with consciousness.

Like...making a phone call.

This is so amazing!
The white fox also noticed this and was equally surprised.

It didn't need to speak aloud what it wanted to express, but only needed to recite it silently in its heart, and Xie An would know. And Xie An could also reply by reciting it silently.

The efficiency is exaggerated.

One man and one fox conducted many tests and never got tired of it.

In addition, Xie An clearly felt that the white fox seemed to be more flexible and intelligent than before.

"Xiaobai, do you feel anything else special?"

Xiaobai was extremely excited as he scurried around in the snow. After a while, he gave his answer: "I can't put it into words, but I'm more agile and powerful than before. My brain seems to have become more open, too."

Xie An nodded, called the white fox over and stroked it vigorously, "Go outside and find a hilltop about ten miles away. See if we can communicate."

It would be crazy if long-distance communication were possible.

This means that no matter when and where, Xie An can know the situation of the white fox.

The efficiency of information transmission is greatly improved.

"okay."

The white fox nodded in agreement, then turned into a shadow and rushed out of the yard.

Not long after, the white fox rushed to the top of a hill more than ten miles away.

He could actually communicate with Xie An without any obstacles.

Xie An felt that the white fox, which was more than ten miles away, was very happy, so he asked the white fox to continue patrolling the surrounding area and test the effectiveness of the communication.

The white fox readily agreed and ran hundreds of miles.

You can still communicate without barriers anytime and anywhere.

This made Xie An particularly excited.

The magical mirror finally began to work.

This is not the effect of fate, nor the effect of magic, but the effect of magic treasure.

In this case, this magical mirror is also a magical treasure.

Xie An vaguely remembered Chen Yuer saying before: The spiritual mirror is the Fire Fox's life treasure. It can communicate with the spirit of the Demon King and can sense the Demon King's existence.

Xie An analyzed it briefly and felt that Fire Fox must have been deeply loved. That was why the Demon King had given Fire Fox this magical treasure. Fire Fox had become a Martial Saint Demon because of this magic mirror. It was just that he died early. If Fire Fox had been given more time, he might have become a being comparable to the Demon King.

The reason why the Demon King became the Demon King was that he discovered the ancient tomb of the ancestor of martial arts a thousand years ago, obtained some resources from it, and became the Demon King.

Let’s delve deeper along this line of thought.

Xie An felt that he might be able to find the Demon King with the help of this magical mirror, and then find the ancestor of martial arts through the Demon King... As long as he found the ancestor of martial arts, he would be able to know what happened in this world five thousand years ago, how to cultivate immortality, and so on.

All the answers will surface.

hiss!
Xie An took a breath of cold air.

This opportunity is too great!
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

He has a bit of the flavor of a son of destiny.

After a long while, Xie An finally suppressed his excitement: I don't know how many people want to find the Demon King, and even more so the ancestor of martial arts. I should be just one of the countless living beings. I still can't float...

"Let me see if this magic mirror has any other uses."

Xie An immediately sat down cross-legged, activated his spiritual energy, and activated the seal on the palm of his right hand.

As more and more spiritual energy was poured in, the light radiating from the seal became brighter and brighter.

Apart from being able to sense the presence and movements of ants and insects around, it has no other functions.

and many more……

Why is my brain becoming more and more clear?

At first, Xie An thought it was caused by his over-excitement, but after careful consideration, he found that it was not the case, but that his brain really became sharper.

In other words, your spiritual strength is increasing.

And the increase is very obvious.

Even... Xie An discovered that his spiritual power could remain on the seal.

This is outrageous.

In Xie An's past understanding, spiritual consciousness could only exist in the brain, and without the brain, there would be no consciousness. But this seal... could actually store part of his spiritual power?

It's really too scary.

But after thinking about it carefully, Xie An felt it was very reasonable.

Psychic Psychic…

The so-called spirit should include human consciousness, that is, the meaning of spirit. Otherwise, he would not be able to communicate directly with the white fox.

So... is it possible to communicate with dead objects?
Like stones, trees, water...

If that's the case, it's too perverted!

Xie An immediately tried to use the seal to mobilize his mental power to control the snow, trees, and stones on the ground... but it was to no avail.

I tried many times, but nothing changed.

"Okay, it seems I've been thinking too much."

"Psychic communication...it seems that it can only be used on sentient living things."

Xie An felt a little disappointed. He withdrew his hand and returned to his room. He lay listlessly on the bench, drinking tea while communicating with the white fox a hundred miles away, as if he was making a phone call.

At the beginning, both the man and the fox were very happy about this.

As the novelty wears off, both sides' desire to communicate becomes less strong.

The white fox said that he had important things to do and didn't want to say more, so he hung up the "phone".

Xie An was speechless for a while.

Over the next few days, Xie An spent most of his time consolidating his current state and foundation, and occasionally went out for a stroll when he had time.

Madam Ma is still in seclusion refining the innate elixir and is very busy.

Chen Yu'er hasn't come out yet either.

There was no one to talk to, so Xie An had to find Ma Tiedan and other horse bandits and teach them how to practice martial arts. Occasionally, he would listen to their stories about interesting things happening outside Yunzhou City.

As they got to know each other better, they found that the Third Master was very easy to get along with, very capable, and not arrogant, and they admired him even more.

On this day, after Xie An taught Ma Tiedan martial arts, he had dinner and returned to the yard alone.

Chen Yu'er is still in seclusion.

Xie An returned to his room alone, took out the exquisite seven-treasure box, placed the five-colored lotus on the windowsill to absorb the rain and dew, and took out the talisman paper to examine it.

"The purple blade on it is so beautiful. It would be great if it could be made into a real weapon." Xie An gently brushed across the talisman paper, feeling very excited.

Xie An was now a fourth-grade Grandmaster of martial arts, and with the addition of Mingyu Gong and immortal techniques, he was no less capable than a third-grade Grandmaster. The demon-suppressing sword Su Yuqing had given Xie An before was no longer sufficient, and felt somewhat inferior.

But Xie An was not yet a Martial Saint, and he did not have the Holy Canglong Weapon.

He wanted to forge a weapon that suited him.

After all, there are many masters inside and outside Yunzhou City. If you don’t have suitable weapons, you will never be sure of defeating a strong enemy.

The purple blade on the talisman paper is good, but Xie An cannot drive it.

After all, it is the most precious treasure of Baiyun cultivators.

It should be possible to activate this talisman paper after entering the Qi Refining Realm.

In desperation, Xie An planned to put away the talisman paper.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Xie An's mind: Should I try the Spiritual Seal?

Talisman paper is a fairy weapon, at least equivalent to the Azure Dragon Holy Weapon. It requires fairy magic to activate, but spiritual power...itself is a fairy magic.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Xie An immediately lost his composure.

He immediately took the talisman paper and walked to the center of the room, sat down cross-legged on the ground, opened the palm of his right hand, and activated the power of psychic communication.

hum!
The seal activated, a white light flashing. A large amount of mental energy was retained in the seal.

Then, Xie An slowly placed the palm of his right hand close to the talisman paper.

When the seal approached the talisman paper, something strange happened:
The talisman paper suddenly vibrated, and the talismans on it began to glow.

"Sure enough!"

Xie An was very excited and kept urging the seal to be approved.

buzz~
The light emanating from the talisman paper became brighter and brighter. When it reached a critical point, the purple blade on the talisman paper began to emit purple light. Finally, it jumped out of the paper and turned into a real physical purple blade, floating in the air.

The purple light flows, and the sharpness is captivating.

Xie An was stunned.

Swordsmanship?
This is a technique only a martial saint can use.

Did seal appraisal allow one to reach this level directly?
Xie An suppressed his shock and continued to activate the seal.

His own spiritual power was continuously injected into the purple blade through the seal.

Although this purple blade is a dead object, it is a magical weapon of the immortals and has its own spiritual energy.

No wonder he can communicate with spirits...

When the spiritual power injected into the purple blade reached a spiritual point, Xie An felt that the purple blade seemed to have become a part of his body and he could control it as if it were his own arm.

The next moment, Xie An had an idea.

call out!
The purple blade immediately began to spin in the air.

It kept circling around Xie An, faster and faster, until it almost became a line.

Another thought.

The purple blade immediately flew out in a straight line, piercing the jujube tree twenty meters away, instantly punching a large hole in it. The purple blade's power remained undiminished, swirling and circling freely above the courtyard.

Wherever Xie An ordered the purple blade to go, it would go there.

This feeling... is more comfortable than ever before.

Xie An was so excited that his scalp was tingling and his face was flushed.

"Immortal magic, this is the immortal magic... It is simply not comparable to martial arts!" Xie An stood by the window, staring at the purple blade spinning and whistling in the air, and felt the magic of the immortal magic for the first time.

No wonder so many kings, princes, generals and ministers would rather give up their lifetime of wealth and power to seek immortality.

This is because in addition to being able to achieve immortality, immortal magic can also make one extremely brave in fighting.

Looking back at the past fourteen years of hard work and searching, it all feels worth it at this moment.

Before, Xie An was reluctant to give up martial arts because he was worried about losing the ability to protect himself.

But now, Xie An feels that he can gradually give up martial arts and spend all his core energy on immortal techniques.

With this purple blade, a second-grade master can kill at will.

Even a first-rank master might not be able to withstand this purple blade.

It's so fast!

Too sharp.

And completely disregards human limits.

Even a first-rank master swordsman needs to rely on his hands to control the longsword in battle, performing a variety of sword techniques and moves. No matter how flexible the body is, the sword moves he can use are limited. However, this purple blade is driven by mental power, and any movement and move can be performed with ease, making it truly omnipotent.

Thinking of this, Xie An raised his right hand and used his mind to make the purple blade return to his palm and merge into the talisman paper.

Xie An held the talisman paper in his hand and sighed, "As long as the mind is focused, the Purple Blade can do anything."

It is said that cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can control swords with their Qi, but Xie An, with the help of the Jianyin, can control weapons with his soul.

Xie An still didn't know who was stronger and who was weaker.

"It's truly unimaginable that a tiny piece of talisman paper could be so powerful. The vastness and depth of immortal techniques truly cannot be underestimated. I imagine this Baiyun cultivator must have been an incredible master in his lifetime."

Take the talisman and keep it close to your body.

Xie An felt full of security.

He felt that except for the first-rank Grandmaster, the rest of the Grandmasters... were not a concern.

However, the world is dangerous, with many sinister tactics emerging one after another, so one must proceed with caution on the path of cultivating immortality.

The more good things you have, the more likely others will notice you.

It is better not to reveal your cards if you can.

In the following time, because he had no spiritual energy, he could not practice immortal arts. This made Xie An feel very uncomfortable and his whole body was weak.

Fortunately, Xie An did not live his life in a daze, but took advantage of this incident to improve his martial arts and health-preserving skills.

We must not waste our good times.

After seven days, Xie An felt that his health-preserving exercises and martial arts skills were making no progress, so he went out early to find Ma Tiedan.

Ma Tiedan was drying and sorting medicinal herbs outside the yard. When he saw Xie An, he put down his dustpan and greeted him warmly, "Third Master, are you looking for Madam? Madam said that no one else can come in and disturb you, but Third Master."

Through the half-open courtyard gate, Xie An saw Madam Ma preparing medicinal herbs and refining pills under the eaves. She was so busy that her hair was disheveled and her face was covered with carbon ash.

I think Mrs. Ma has been very dedicated in the past year. I wonder if she has managed to refine the innate elixir.

Considering Madam Ma's difficult situation, Xie An did not bother her and instead asked, "I came to see you. Did the man in black reveal any information?"

Eh.

Speaking of this, Ma Tiedan was furious. "This guy is so stubborn. I broke both of his legs, hung him upside down every day, and let the guys take turns to torture him, but he refused to say a word. To be honest, in all my years in the underworld, this is the first time I've seen such a stubborn person."

Xie An hadn't expected this man to be so stubborn. "Take me to see it."

"Okay." Ma Tiedan immediately led the way.

After passing through the long mountain village, we came to a remote dark house.

The house was built of stone walls and dimly lit. Upon entering, Xie An was struck by the pungent smell of blood and decay. After adjusting to the light, he saw the room was filled with a myriad of torture instruments. The man in black was hung upside down from the beam, his skin battered and tangled, with not a single piece of intact flesh to be found.

He was left with only his last breath.

"You go and do your work, I'll talk to him." After sending Ma Tiedan away, Xie An approached the man in black.

The dazed man in black opened his eyes and stared at Xie An with extreme viciousness.

Without saying a word, he just stared at Xie An fiercely, as if he wanted to stare Xie An to death.

Xie An was not at all panicked. "Don't stare. You have killed countless people outside Yunzhou City. You deserve to die immediately. Why don't you tell me how to contact other ghost masters, or the headquarters of the organization behind you. That way, you can suffer less."

Let him go?

That is impossible.

This person has seen Xie An's appearance.

Humph.

The man in black snorted, "It's death anyway. You think you can get more information out of me? Dream on!"

Xie An picked up a red-hot iron rod and inserted it directly into the opponent's second brother's position.

With a "hissing" sound, thick smoke billowed.

The man in black was shaking with pain, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

In Xie An's impression, this guy was very fond of his second brother. But now it was useless.

Back when they were inside the bronze door, the man in black thought he had a chance of survival. But now... knowing he was doomed, he gave up hope.

Xie An continued to torture him, but the other party remained silent and gritted his teeth.

He had no choice but to put down the torture instrument and looked at the palm of his right hand.

He activated the seal and enveloped the man in black with light.

really--

Xie An overheard the inner thoughts of the man in black.

Although this process was met with strong rejection and caused Xie An great discomfort, and at one point his head was about to explode, Xie An still endured it and only stopped after knowing all the information.

After this, Xie An was out of breath and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although the second-grade master's secret treasure was sealed by Chen Yu'er, his martial arts will was still very strong. Xie An used the seal to force his way through, which brought a huge backlash.

It seems that one should be cautious when using the seal to probe into the thoughts of the powerful.

"What did you do to me?" The man in black felt dizzy, and he felt a thought rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness, searching it like a soul-searching technique. When he finally came to his senses, he was shocked.

Xie An took several breaths in succession and slowly stood up straight. "You don't need to know. Please go on your way."

With one palm, he smashed his opponent's skull.

After leaving the house, Xie An called Ma Tiedan to come and collect the body and asked him to dig a hole in the nearby mountains to bury it.

Ma Tiedan saw the shattered skull and the brains flowing out, and then looked at Xie An's receding back, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This Third Master is not as kind as he appears to be!

……

It is said that the white fox had been squatting on the cliff behind Daliang Mountain for almost a year, and no other movement was seen.

Xie An was also puzzled.

Is the other party very patient? Or does he not care about the success or failure of the man in black's mission?
But that’s not right either.

Xie An checked the consciousness of the man in black and learned a lot of valuable information.

In desperation, Xie An had to let Baihu continue to stake out.

Seven days later.

Chen Yuer has come out of confinement.

Xie An himself didn't know why, but he was extremely happy about this. He quickly asked Ma Tiedan to prepare a sumptuous dinner and good wine, and set a table full of sumptuous dishes in the living room to celebrate Chen Yuer's release from confinement.

Chen Yuer gladly accepted Xie An's enthusiasm.

The two of them ate meat and drank wine in the room, sharing their experiences from time to time and bursting into laughter.

Xie An himself was very surprised by this.

Unconsciously, he had grown fond of the days spent seeking immortality and enlightenment with others, and seemed less interested in the bustling world outside.

In the lonely and boring days, drinking and chatting with like-minded friends is a big part of life.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Xie An finally asked, "Miss Chen, have you broken through to the second level of Qi Refining?"

Chen Yu'er said, "Before I hadn't obtained any immortal cultivation techniques, I could only say that I was at the second level of Martial Saint. But since I saw the Five Elements Spirit Tempering Technique you found, I've improved a lot. Now I'm at the second level of Qi Refining."

There are still differences between the martial arts techniques of the Martial Saint and the Immortals.

If a Martial Saint does not obtain spiritual energy and immortal skills, the third level is his limit.

Xie An and Chen Yu'er had previously studied the Five Elements Spirit Tempering Method and exchanged their experiences many times. Chen Yu'er was deeply moved by Xie An's generosity in sharing his immortal method.

Xie An smiled and said, "Congratulations, Miss Chen."

Chen Yu'er smiled, "How about you? How is your retreat going?"

Xie An told him frankly that he had passed the halfway point of Qi Refining, and finally asked about the matter of controlling weapons with mental power.

Chen Yu'er was shocked when she heard this. "You can use your mental power to control weapons? Can you show me how to do it?"

Xie An was more than happy to do so.

I just need to ask someone who knows the subject.

With this in mind, Xie An no longer hesitated. He took out the talisman paper, activated the seal, and swirled the purple blade around him, emitting bursts of piercing whistles and a terrifying gust of wind. Chen Yu'er was stunned and said after a long moment, "Have you refined the spiritual mirror?"

Xie An did not hide anything and told the truth.

"No wonder... you haven't even reached the first level of Qi Refining, yet you were able to refine the Spirit Mirror. It must be because the mirror absorbed your blood and recognized you as its master. You truly have great luck." Chen Yu'er was deeply moved. She had achieved Martial Sainthood, yet she hadn't obtained any immortal treasures. Meanwhile, Xie An, a mere Grandmaster, had successively obtained the Seven Treasures Box, the Spirit Mirror, the Nine-Life Fox, and the Five Elements Spirit Tempering Technique.

This luck is too good!

Xie An smiled and said, "It is because you gave me the precious mirror that I have this opportunity."

"I gave you the magic mirror, and you gave me the magic. We owe each other nothing."

Xie An smiled and changed the subject, "I heard that Qigong practitioners can control swords with their Qi, and I control weapons with my soul. What are the advantages and disadvantages of the two?"

Chen Yu'er said, "Each has its pros and cons. Using Qi to control a sword isn't as powerful as using Soul to control a weapon, and it's also less flexible. But it's less susceptible to backlash in combat. Even if the weapon is shattered, it's nothing more than a loss of spiritual energy. Using Soul to control a weapon is faster and more flexible, but if the weapon is damaged, your spirit and soul will also be damaged.

"Using souls to control soldiers should be used with caution!"

I see……

Xie An has really broadened his horizons.

If it weren't for the explanation from the Martial Saint Chen Yuer, Xie An would never have been able to figure out the pros and cons.

"Thank you for your guidance, Miss Chen. There is another matter that I need to discuss with you."

"But is there any news about the man in black?"

Xie An nodded and continued, "I used the seal to communicate with the other party's brain and learned some information. This man in black was originally a villager near Yunhuang. He was an orphan since childhood, so everyone called him Erlangzi. Later, the village was massacred by the great monster of Yunhuang. Erlangzi was about to die, but was saved by an eight-armed man.

From then on, Erlangzi followed the Eight-Armed Man to an ancient house in an underground village, where he learned martial arts and became a second-rank master in just twenty years. The Eight-Armed Man gave him the name Nineteen.

There were many people like Nineteen, all serving the Eight-Armed Man. Nineteen came to the city with the Cold Spirit Grass and the map to stir up trouble.

That's about all the useful information. The rest is just filthy stuff like the 19 strong men snatching women for pleasure."

Chen Yu'er frowned upon hearing this. "An ancient underground village house... the Eight-Armed Man! It seems the Eight-Armed Man is the mastermind behind this. Do you know what kind of underground village house this is?"

Xie An shook his head. "There's an ancient house underground, and every household has red lanterns lit. Many people come and go, and the security is tight. I don't know anything else, let alone its location. Also, I had Xiaobai guard the cliff for a year, and I never saw anyone else enter the cave."

Chen Yu'er frowned. "It seems that this organization is extremely mysterious. Hidden in the darkness, even Nineteen doesn't know much. I'm afraid this clue is going to be lost."

Xie An agreed with this and also felt a headache.

More than a year has passed, and Xie An still hasn't figured out whether the ancient city of Kongsang is inside the bronze gate.

If it is not an ancient city, why are the maps provided by Jin Xiaotang and Shijiu so similar?
If it is the ancient city of Kongsang, why is there only a cave?
But one thing is certain: this bronze door is definitely related to the ancient city of Kongsang. Whether it is Xie An or Chen Yu'er, they need to continue exploring along this clue to obtain more spiritual energy and continue their cultivation.

What would happen if the path to becoming an immortal was cut off here?
After some discussion, the two decided to seek some information from the Martial Saint's bones, and after dinner, they went to Madam Ma's villa. Madam Ma, who was obsessed with alchemy, greeted them warmly when she saw them coming.

After some greetings, Xie An asked about the dried bones of the Martial Saint.

Madam Ma said, "I have already done some analysis on the withered bones, but because the Third Master and the young lady were in seclusion, I did not disturb them. Come with me."

The two followed Mrs. Ma into a room. After Mrs. Ma lit the oil lamp, Xie An and Chen Yu'er were shocked when they saw the appearance of the dry bones.

I saw only the withered bones huddled and kneeling on the ground.

"Mrs. Ma, what is this?"

Madam Ma said, "I have studied medicine since childhood, including bone setting, and have dissected many corpses. I used this experience to restore the bones to their pre-death appearance."

The Martial Saint knelt and died?

This is simply shocking.

Chen Yu'er asked, "Do you know the cause of death?"

Madam Ma frowned. "I don't know much about the Martial Saint, but judging by the condition of his bones, he didn't suffer any external injuries. My initial assessment is that he died from kneeling."

Xie An was stunned and turned to look at Chen Yuer, "Martial Saint, can you kneel to death?"

Chen Yu'er shook her head. "A Martial Saint can achieve a certain level of fasting, and can survive for years without food or water. However, if they were in a closed space, they could suffocate. This Martial Saint must have wanted to die, or was forced into this situation."

The Martial Saint was forced and wanted to die?
Just thinking about it made Xie An feel a little scared.

I really can't imagine what kind of existence can make a Martial Saint like this.

Chen Yu'er also felt a great deal of pressure, her breathing becoming much more rapid. She turned to ask Madam Ma, "Is it possible to determine the age of these bones?"

Madam Ma shook her head. "I've never seen the Martial Saint's skeleton, so without a reference, it's difficult to judge. But judging by the dirt on the bones and the growth of the iron tree, it's at least four hundred years old."

Four hundred years...

That was the time when the Tianbao Dynasty was founded.

Xie An and Chen Yu'er looked at each other, full of confusion.

After leaving the room, both of them were in a bad mood.

Madam Ma knelt down in front of Chen Yu'er at this time, "Miss, I have an unwelcome request."

Chen Yu'er said, "You say."

Madam Ma was very nervous. "I have repeatedly failed in refining the Xiantian Yuanqi Pill. After a year of research, I found that if a Martial Saint were by my side, using Xiantian Yuanqi to support me, the success rate would be greatly increased. I hope you will help me."

Chen Yuer frowned.

Madam Ma hurriedly explained, "It won't take much of your time, just try a few times."

Chen Yu'er's expression softened. "Sure. When you're ready, come next door and call me."

"Thank you girl!"

……

a few days later.

Xie An and Chen Yu'er sat in the living room drinking tea and wine, listening to the wind and admiring the moon.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming hurriedly.

The one who came was Mrs. Ma.

As soon as she entered the room, she knelt on the ground and thanked Chen Yu'er profusely, "Thanks to your help, I was able to refine the Xiantian Great Pill. This one is for you as a thank you gift."

Chen Yu'er was shocked. She took the brocade box and opened it. It was indeed a turquoise pill that exuded rich innate vitality.

"It really is the Xiantian Yuanqi Pill!"

Chen Yu'er raised her hand to help her up. The look in her eyes when she looked at Madam Ma was different.

Not only Chen Yu'er, but even Xie An stared at Madam Ma with surprise.

A pharmacist who could refine the Xiantian Great Pill was extremely rare. Even in Beiliang and Daqian, he was a top-tier existence.

Chen Yu'er said, "Madam Ma has truly mastered extraordinary alchemy skills. I wonder who her master is?"

Madam Ma didn't want to say much, but she also realized that this was the opportunity given to her by the Martial Saint. After weighing the pros and cons, she spoke, "My surname is Jin, and my name is Yuping."

Jin Yuping?
"Your last name is Jin?" Xie An was surprised. "Do you know the Jin family in Yunzhou?"

Madam Ma, Jin Yuping, looked at Xie An in surprise, "Third Master, do you know the Yunzhou Jin family?"

Xie An said, "I know. The Fairy Queen of Tianbao, Jin Xiaotang, is from the Jin family. Could it be that she is from the same family as you?"

Jin Yuping was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that Third Master knows quite a lot. I didn't mean to hide it from you before, but the world is treacherous, so I made up this story about my past."

Xie An was not angry about this. Didn't he call himself Mr. Liu San? "These are all trivial matters. Just tell the truth now."

Jin Yuping said, "I am actually a servant from a branch of the Jin family. In my early years, I secretly learned the Jin family's alchemy methods and was beaten severely. I was almost doomed to death. Fortunately, something happened to the Jin family, so I escaped."

Xie An was extremely surprised when he heard these words.

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get it.

"Madam Ma, do you know where the Jin family's residence is?"

"know."

"Can you take me there?"

"It's impossible."

Xie An was very happy. "That's great. Miss Jin, please go down and rest for a few days and wait for my news."

Jin Yuping stood up, took out two brocade boxes, and handed them to Xie An respectfully. "This is what the Third Master instructed me to do before. Ten acquired vital energy pills and three innate pills."

Xie An happily accepted it and said, "Thank you, Miss Jin."

After Jin Yuping left, Chen Yu'er said, "This person's talent for alchemy is exceptional. If his strength improves in the future and he obtains many more alchemy recipes, he will be able to refine many immortal elixirs."

Xie An agreed, "He's worth making friends with."

Chen Yu'er nodded, "If that's the case, it will be of great benefit to you and me in the future."

"Since the clues to the Eight-Armed Man are temporarily cut off, we can start with the Jin family. The Jin family has obtained the Immortal Soul Burial Sutra and must have visited the ancient city of Kongsang in their early years. I need to go into the city and find Master Huang to see if Jin Xiaotang is still there. Then we can decide how to go to the Jin family."

Chen Yu'er stood up and was about to speak when Xie An interrupted her. "There are pictures of you plastered all over Yunzhou City. It's dangerous for you to enter the city. I'll go check it out."

If it were an ordinary state capital, Chen Yu'er would naturally not care, but Yunzhou's heritage is extremely profound, so Chen Yu'er did not dare to be careless. "Then be careful, I'll wait here for you to come back."

"You value it too."

……

Early the next morning.

Xie An dressed neatly, carried his famous demon-suppressing sword, left Qixing Village early, and headed straight for Yunzhou City.

After walking for dozens of miles, we got on the highway and continued on our way.

When passing a roadblock on the way, they found that there were hundreds of horse bandits stranded around. They set up checkpoints on the road and demanded tolls from every passing merchant.

If they could not pay the money, they would be searched, robbed, beaten and scolded.

Dozens of poor people had been caught on the roadside and beaten with sticks.

Xie An didn't want to cause any trouble, so he gave the silver. But after accepting the silver, the two bandits didn't let him go, but showed greedy looks.

A one-eyed man wearing an eyepatch and carrying a machete laughed and said, "This hero is truly generous. We're unlucky today, having run into a bunch of poor bastards. Please, hero, be kind and give these poor bastards their toll. It doesn't have to be much, just a thousand taels of silver will do."

The bandits on horseback around him also came over carrying big swords, surrounded Xie An, and showed unfriendly expressions.

Obviously, Xie An was regarded as a fat sheep.

Xie An's eyes turned cold, and his mind couldn't help but think of the Giant Whale Gang robbers he encountered when he followed Chen He to Qingwu County fourteen years ago.

He is still a bandit in this troubled times, but Xie An is no longer the old man he was fourteen years ago.

Xie An gripped the knife handle tightly and decided not to reason anymore.

At this moment, a clear and ethereal female voice came from behind.

"We are all just trying to make a living in the underworld. How can you rely on your numbers to embarrass a hero?"

Xie An looked back and saw a hunchbacked old man driving a carriage. The voice came from the carriage, so there must be a woman sitting in it.

As the carriage approached, the hunchbacked old man jumped off, took out a thousand-liang silver note, and handed it to the one-eyed dragon. "My master has paid for the passage. Please show some mercy and let us pass."

The one-eyed man took the banknote and after checking it, he smiled. "Sure enough, there are still some sensible people. Guys, let them pass."

The horse bandits removed the roadblocks and let everyone pass.

The merchants rushed to the carriage to express their gratitude and then left quickly.

Xie An couldn't help but glance at the carriage twice more, then turned around and prepared to leave. At this moment, the hunchbacked old man approached Xie An and said, "Young man, please stay. My master invites you to get in the carriage and have a chat. It just so happens that we are also going to Yunzhou City, so it's on our way."

Xie An was startled and became more alert. At the same time, he turned on his Qi sensor to observe the hunchbacked old man, but found that he was ordinary, no different from an ordinary person.

Finally, Xie An declined politely, "Thank you for the invitation, but I'm used to being alone."

The hunchbacked old man laughed and said, "My master said it's going to rain heavily soon."

Xie An looked up at the sky.

The sun was blazing.

It doesn't look like it's going to rain at all.

Xie An declined again and went on alone.

After walking a few hundred meters, dark clouds rolled in.

After walking a few hundred meters, there was a loud thunder and heavy rain, and Xie An was soaked to the skin.

This made Xie An feel very shocked.

The old man’s master was right.

What about the weather forecast?
Just then, the carriage came up again. The old man driving it, wearing a bamboo hat, said with a smile, "Young man, why don't you come into the carriage and chat with me? It's very warm inside, and you can even have a cup of hot tea."

Xie An: “…”

Ok.

Xie An got on the carriage.

The carriage was large, its seats covered in warm animal skins, and a small table in the middle. A woman in a white silk dress sat behind the table, stroking her white hair while boiling water for tea on a stove.

At the first sight, Xie An felt that this woman was exceptionally stunning. Not only was her skin as white as ice and her figure as beautiful as jade, but she seemed to have walked out of a painting, as if she did not belong to this mortal world.

Under the sweep of the aura, the woman looked ordinary.

Is there really such a stunning and extraordinary woman in this world?

Xie An was very surprised.

The woman did not look at Xie An, but lowered her head to make tea, as if she was not surprised at Xie An's arrival. After the tea was brewed, she poured a cup of tea for Xie An, pushed Xie An to her side, and looked at Xie An for the first time.

Only then did Xie An see the woman's face, her skin was as white as cream and her pupils were golden.

It's really too amazing and weird.

"Third Master, have some hot tea."

"Thank you, young lady." Xie An finally came to his senses and took the teacup and took a sip.

After taking a sip of tea, Xie An felt that this tea was very special. It actually contained a very tiny spiritual energy. It was refreshing and made his whole body feel comfortable.

Is this spiritual tea?

Turtle...

Did you meet the boss?

Yunzhou is a truly remarkable place.

In other words, he was not familiar with this person, otherwise Xie An would definitely have continued to drink a few more glasses.

The woman seemed to have seen Xie An's thoughts and continued to pour him a cup of tea without hesitation. "If you think my tea is good, you might as well have a few more sips."

Xie An thanked her and drank a few more cups. Feeling warm, he asked, "Do you know me, young lady?"

The woman whispered, "He's the Third Master of Qixing Village. Although he keeps a low profile, he's still quite famous."

Xie An felt that this person was not simple, and it felt like his secret had been seen through. "Is the young lady also from Yunzhou?"

Fortunately, the woman didn't hide anything. "My ancestral home is in Yunzhou, but I've lived elsewhere for many years. I'm back in Yunzhou to visit my relatives. Why are you going to the city, Third Master?"

Xie An: "I am also going to visit my relatives."

The woman suddenly smiled. "What a coincidence! Daqian has a population of tens of billions, a vast sea of ​​people, but because of a robbery and a heavy rain, we met."

Xie An: “…”

He thought to himself: Why does this feel like it's not a coincidence?
The woman asked again, "Did the Third Master intend to kill the bandits just now?"

Xie An said: "Young lady, you are kind-hearted and generous. The next wanderer is not as rich as you."

The woman said, "Money is just a personal possession, don't worry about it."

What else can Xie An say except sighing at his arrogance?

At this moment, the old man outside the door opened the curtain and placed a silver note on the table, "Master, the silver note is back, please keep it."

Xie An saw the silver note out of the corner of his eye... and recognized that this thousand-liang silver note was the one that the old man had given to the one-eyed man before.

Now that the banknotes have been recovered, it means... One-Eyed Dragon and his gang... are dead!
hiss!
Xie An gasped and stared at the woman blankly. He thought to himself: Didn't you say that money is something outside of one's body?

The woman wasn't surprised at all. She accepted the note and explained, "Although money is something outside of our body, we shouldn't spend it carelessly. Third Master, don't you agree?"

Xie An felt a little uneasy, "The girl is right."

As we walked along, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Soon, the carriage entered the city.

Xie An felt that they were about to part, so he asked, "How did you know it was going to rain?"

The woman said, "I sensed it."

After that, the carriage stopped.

Xie An knew it was time to say goodbye, so he bowed and said, "Thank you for seeing me off all the way, young lady. Goodbye."

After Xie An left, the old man continued driving the carriage forward, muttering, "Master, you made me wait behind the roadblock for a long time, and sure enough, this man showed up. How did you know he was going to enter the city today?"

The woman said, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Storms are coming to Yunzhou, so hurry and travel."

The hunchbacked old man asked no more questions and drove away in his carriage.

But after Xie An jumped off the carriage, he stood by the roadside and watched the carriage disappear at the end of his sight. Then he retracted his gaze and rushed towards Misty Rain Alley.

"This woman is definitely not simple. She might even be an immortal cultivator. This old man is no ordinary person either. The heritage of Yunzhou is truly unfathomable. After all, we should never underestimate the heroes of this world."

Bai Hu had already found out where Master Huang and his men were staying, which was at the Xie Mansion at the end of Misty Rain Lane.

When we arrived at the gate of Xie's house, it was still raining heavily and it was already dusk.

Xie An did not rush in, but stood under a willow tree opposite for a while.

White Fox had long ago told Xie An that Xiao Hongtang, with the help of the Princess, had joined the Yunzhou Taoist Academy to train in martial arts and had made remarkable achievements. It was probably time for Xiao Hongtang to return home, so Xie An planned to wait here.

Not long after, Xie An saw Tang Linshi walk to the door of Xie's house, looking left and right, as if waiting for Xiao Hongtang to return.

Four years later, Tang Lin had aged a lot, with gray hair and many more wrinkles on her face, and she was not as agile as before.

drive!
drive! !

A green-maned horse galloped over, and on its back sat a young girl in a red cotton-padded jacket, a long sword slung across her back, looking remarkably heroic. As the horse approached the gate of the Xie residence, the girl immediately dismounted and said eagerly to Tang Lin, "Mother, it's raining so hard! Why are you still out here? Go home quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

Tang Lin said with a smile, "I've prepared dinner and am waiting for you to come back to eat. I have nothing better to do now. Ah Fu, come and tie up the horses."

With a shout, a servant hurried out and took the horse reins from the girl's hand. "My dear girl, you are back. Come in quickly. Everyone is waiting for you to have dinner."

"Okay, Uncle Fu." The girl replied, then looked at the sky full of pouring rain, as if expecting something, and suddenly ordered: "Uncle Fu, I want to eat candy men, go buy some nearby. Remember, I want two."

Tang Lin laughed and scolded, "You're already an adult, and you're still eating candy figures. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? Besides, eating too much candy will ruin your teeth. Just buy one."

The girl said, "I have to buy two. I promised my little grandfather that I would make him a little candy man. But unfortunately, he passed away before I could finish the candy man. Mom, I miss him."

Tang Lin's eyes reddened slightly. "Our family owes him everything. If it weren't for your little grandfather, our family would have been caught up in the war and our survival would have been in jeopardy. So let's buy two."

Ah Fu quickly went to a nearby shop and bought two sugar figures, and handed them to the girl.

The girl held a sugar figure in each hand and finally smiled, "Come on, Mom, let's go eat."

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Little brown sugar."

The girl was shocked as if struck by lightning, her whole body trembled, and she immediately turned around to look, only to see thick rain and fog outside the door.

Tang Linshi had no martial arts training, and her ears were not as sharp as the girl's. She did not hear the shouting, but was shocked by the girl's actions. "What are you doing? Go, don't keep your father waiting too long."

The girl stared at the rain in front of her, "Mom, I heard my little grandfather calling me."

Tang Lin looked back, but there was no one in the vast rain and fog. "Maybe you are sick with lovesickness. There is no such thing as little grandfather."

The girl ignored Tang Linshi and rushed out of the eaves into the rain, shouting loudly, "Little Grandpa, is that you? Little Grandpa..."

"Oh, how could you be so reckless? Aren't you afraid of getting wet?" Tang Lin hurriedly opened her oil-paper umbrella and chased after Xiao Hongtang, shielding her from the rain. "I told you it was just an illusion..."

"No, I really heard the little grandpa calling me." The girl ignored Tang Linshi holding an umbrella and kept shouting the little grandpa.

After shouting for a while but seeing no one, Little Red Sugar squatted on the ground in disappointment, looking down at the two sugar figures in his hands that were wet and melted by the rain, biting his lower lip without saying a word.

At this moment, a footstep slowly approached.

Slowly, within Xiao Hongtang's sight, a pair of feet approached, and a hand stroked her forehead.

"Little brown sugar."

The girl was very afraid that it was really an illusion, so she mustered up her courage and raised her head. When she saw the familiar person, she suddenly burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)