Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 62 Qi Du Mountain

Pei Huangsheng grinned, revealing a few broken teeth that were yellow to the point of turning black, and said slowly:

"He and I have had a bad relationship since we were little. He thought I was too poorly qualified to learn the 'Water Alchemy Technique', so I left. The most important thing about alchemy is to focus on it, and to avoid any distractions. The two of us were irritated by each other, so we decided to just turn a blind eye. And it's been over two hundred years in the blink of an eye!"

"Not many people know about this. Almost all those who knew are dead. Until now, no one dares to call his name anymore. I almost forgot his name."

The old man smiled to himself, looking lonely.

"My father's name is Pei Shaoyuan, the youngest of the three brothers of the Pei family. Since his three brothers, the Pei family has flourished and grown from a small, unknown tribe in the mountains to a behemoth dominating the Jiangzuo region."

"Not only that, the three Pei brothers share a deep bond and are all incredibly talented. The eldest is a man of great talent and strategy, the second a master swordsman, and the third a master of the art of swordsmanship. These three of them forged ahead in the land of Qingshen Jiangzuo, bearing the immense pressure both internally and externally, and established the now-invincible Jiangzuo Immortal Sect."

Pei Huangsheng said this silently, and the three people present were shocked. Pei Yansu and Pei Zisu looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock. Even Pei Ningyuan, who was standing beside them, was shocked. It seemed that he didn't know about this matter. He asked with a chuckle:

"Father, what did you say?"

Pei Huangsheng sighed and looked at the sky outside:
"My father is the one you dare not call out by name. He is the ancestor of our Pei family's Zhuhai branch and the master of the Jiangzuo Xianzong's Golden Pill Valley. I call him Pei Shaoyuan, and you call him 'Zhuhai Jindan'."

Although the three of them had roughly understood who the old man was talking about before, hearing him say it in person was another matter. When the four words "boiling sea golden elixir" were uttered, it was like a thunderclap in the sky, shaking the three of them!
Pei Yansu was terrified and thought to himself, "This old man is actually the biological son of the Taoist priest! I have been in the Immortal Sect for more than ten years and no one has ever mentioned this. It is really unbelievable!"

Pei Huangsheng paused, glanced at the three of them, and said lightly,
"Ningyuan, I'm dying, and there are some things I should explain to you. Since the three Yushi founded our Pei family, over the past three hundred years, we have grown and branched out, and our blood relations are intertwined and complex. From now on, you must be cautious and tread carefully, and never speak nonsense."

Pei Ningyuan nodded softly: "Ningyuan will remember the teachings of my grandfather."

"Ah."

Pei Huangsheng nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at the Pei siblings, "Yansu, Zisu."

"Mr. Huang Sheng, please speak."

Pei Yansu had long lost his previous momentum and secretly regretted it in his heart. He thought that he was young and arrogant, and he didn't know how high the sky was and how vast the earth was.

Pei Zisu felt even more ashamed. The old man had been treating her coldly over the years, and his love for her was even almost harsh, which she had misunderstood. She had been brooding over it all the time, and finally on the day of their separation, the grudges were finally resolved and disappeared!
The complexity of my feelings has reached its peak.

"Originally, your family's surname wasn't Pei. It originated from your grandfather, Duke Huangpu, who was of the same generation as me. His original surname was Qin, but he later married into our family. Since then, your family has carried the Pei surname for four generations, so you're considered a branch of the family."

"But now, we can no longer be considered a branch or main branch. Over the years, our Zhuhai branch has lost talent and is gradually declining among the three branches. We don't have any outstanding talents. From now on, you must take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility and glorify our family. Don't let the other two branches look down on you."

"Thank you, Lord Huangsheng, for your reminder. We will never forget your trust." Pei Yansu took a deep breath and bowed.

"Yeah, Shiso."

Pei Huangsheng looked at the timid purple-dressed girl opposite him, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, with hope in his eyes.

"For the past seven years, I've sent people to harass you daily, deliberately set up others to trip you up, and made trouble for no reason. I refused to inject spiritual consciousness into you, forced you to repeat the same alchemy over and over again, and forced you to go to the ghost market to make a living. I was wrong. Please forgive me."

"But Zisu, you know, these were all the tricks my father used to force me. Although they were a bit vicious and inhumane, I ultimately benefited greatly from them. I hope you can benefit from them too."

Pei Zisu recalled everything that happened in the past seven years, and it was like a fleeting flash of light that came to her mind. She burst into tears and couldn't control her emotions.

"thump!"

His knees softened, he knelt before the old man, kowtowed lightly, and choked with sobs,

"Thank you, Lord Huangsheng, for your tireless teaching of Zisu over the past seven years! Zisu will never forget these seven years!"

"Get up...get up...you don't have to do this..."

Pei Huangsheng slowly sat back, waved his hands, tilted his head back, gently closed his eyes, and said lightly,

"I probably won't be able to see him in this lifetime, so please go see him on my behalf and tell him that his unfilial son is dead...dead..."

“Knowing the past, one cannot change it; knowing the future, one can pursue it…”

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Cangwu County, Wuyin Town.

Qi Du Mountain.

During the rainy season, a drizzle fell at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Boyang looked at the foggy sky and silently calculated the time in his mind.

The day before yesterday, he took Bourne and Boxiao to spend a night in Wuyin Town. On the way, he went to the inn run by Brother Chen Baochong and had a meal with Old Man Chen. Seeing that the old man was in good spirits and had regained his usual smiling face, Xu Boyang felt very relieved.

He wanted to ask about Chen Baochong's recent situation, but the old man Chen asked first, so Xu Boyang could only smile awkwardly and shake his head.

The next morning, Xu Boyang quietly took the two siblings and left without saying goodbye, flying west on his sword.

After flying for more than a whole day, they finally arrived at Qi Du Mountain on the border of Wuyin Town.

The mountain is winding like a snake, towering into the clouds, with strange peaks like clusters of flowers, carved by knives and axes, and rugged rocks everywhere. It is indeed like a barrier, no smaller than Huaishan.

Sun Gewei had given Xu Boyang a map before. After taking a rough look at it, he knew that he had entered the area of ​​Qi Du Mountain. He did not dare to fly on his sword again for fear of attracting the Chen family monks stationed in Qi Du Mountain.

That's right, except for the immortal sect cultivators transferred from other places, most of the cultivators guarding Qi Du Mountain on the border of Qingshen are cultivators from the Chen family in Wuyin Town. This news was said by Sun Gewei himself.

That's why Xu Boyang thought of going to the Chen family to inquire about Chen Baochong's situation. If something unexpected happened or something really happened to him, it would be a waste to have such a connection here.

It’s a pity that there is no news from Chen Baochong.

I don’t know if he has succeeded in building his foundation?

Fortunately, the warrant he gave me is still in my storage bag, which can be used in critical moments.

Xu Boyang looked at the sky. It was still at least three or four hours before 12:00, but it was better to prepare for a rainy day. He took out a map to identify the direction, and then took his two sons to climb towards the Poison Dragon Ridge.

At this time, the three of them were in a deep forest at the foot of the mountain. Xu Boyang did not dare to fly the sword or use magic, so he had to crawl on foot with his brother and sister.

Fortunately, although Xu Boen and Xu Boxiao are young, they are very sensible and strong-willed. Faced with the high and dangerous mountains, they just follow Xu Boyang without saying a word.

The journey was uneventful. The mountain path wasn't difficult, just a bit high and densely forested. Wild animals weren't common, and the few insects that approached were spotted by Xu Boyang, who simply used the Silver Light Technique to scare them away. After walking for an hour, the sky gradually darkened, and a fog rose up ahead, obscuring everything. The fog was a strange, crimson-purple color.

The Poison Dragon Ridge of Qi Du Mountain, as the name suggests, is filled with a red poisonous miasma. These poisonous miasma are like giant red dragons, shuttling back and forth in the mountains and covering the entire mountain.

Xu Boyang had known about this for a long time, and knew that this was a sign that they were about to enter the range of Poison Dragon Ridge. He immediately took out the anti-poison pills he had prepared in advance and gave them to himself, Bourne, and Boxiao to take, and then he led the two of them into the poisonous miasma.

"Brother, I'm a little scared!"

Xu Boxiao's childish voice was filled with fear. Looking at the fog rolling around, his fair little face was full of horror. He looked back from time to time, fearing that some monsters would emerge from the fog.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao'er, I'm here!"

Xu Boyang used his spiritual sense to identify the path while whispering comfort. He reached out and gently picked up the two children, one on the left and one on the right, and continued to climb up without touching the ground.

After another half an hour, Xu Boyang suddenly felt that the road ahead was clear. He seemed to have come to a flat area in the mountains. In the red mist, there were several shadowy figures standing there.

He immediately put the two children down, took out the fanged ghost mask from the storage bag and put it on. He held his breath and walked over with the children.

Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, I heard a rough voice coming from the fog.

"Whoever comes, tell me where you came from!"

Xu Boyang stopped when he heard the voice, and said in a hoarse voice according to the previously agreed code:
"Wei!"

"Haha, old customer, please! Please sit here!"

A tall and burly black figure took two steps forward in the thick fog, laughed, and waved his hand.

"Ah."

Xu Boyang stared at the tower-like figure of the man, who was probably more than nine feet tall and stood like a small mountain. He felt a chill in his heart, but he was too far away to detect the other party's cultivation level, so he followed his instructions and walked to the side.

When I got closer, I found that it was a huge dead tree trunk that was hundreds of feet long. Some flat surfaces were randomly carved out on the top and bottom, just like round stools embedded in the trunk.

Xu Boyang gestured to Bourne and Boxiao to sit down, and he sat aside, with his elbows and knees, observing silently. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he found that there were already two people sitting at the top of the tree on the right.

The two people were hidden in the fog, vaguely visible, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Only one could be seen, one big and one small, and they were silent. It seemed that they had been there for a while.

Xu Boyang took a glance and roughly realized that the two people were passengers on the same ship as himself, so he no longer paid attention to them and only focused his attention on the people in the center of the field.

In the center of the field, besides a nine-foot giant, there were three other people, but these three people were too short. Standing next to the big man, they were only like children of eight or nine years old.

Xu Boyang looked for a while, but because of the heavy fog, he couldn't tell whether the three people were really children. He just saw that the three of them were standing motionless, like statues, with big heads and small bodies. At first glance, it looked quite weird.

But after a moment, the big man asked in a rough voice:
"Whoever comes, tell me where you came from!"

Xu Boyang glanced sideways upon hearing the voice, and saw three people emerging from the mist, two adults and one child. From a distance, their outlines looked like a man and a woman with a child.

The man looked pot-bellied, probably because he was covered in fat. The woman looked tall and graceful, but it was hard to tell whether the child was a boy or a girl.

The pot-bellied man laughed out loud: "Wei!"

Xu Boyang's face changed slightly. These three people came from the same place as himself, through Sun Gewei. It seems that Sun Gewei's connections are indeed extraordinary and have already blossomed everywhere.

"Haha, old customer, please come this way!"

The big man laughed and waved his hand as well.

The man and woman came over with a child. As they got closer, Xu Boyang immediately noticed each other's cultivation level. The man was at the ninth level of Condensation Yuan, and the woman was at the eighth level!
Neither of them is weak and they are secretly alert.

After walking a few more steps, the fog suddenly dispersed, and a fat man in a yellow robe with big ears appeared. He wore a black pig mask on his face. At first glance, he looked quite funny, just like a big pig walking upright!

The woman behind him was wearing a purple dress and a dark blue veil, so her face could not be seen. She walked with a graceful demeanor and was holding the hand of a handsome little boy.

When Xu Boyang saw the woman in purple behind him, he was so shocked that he almost stood up. The words were on the tip of his tongue and he almost shouted them out, but he swallowed them back. His heart was pounding and his head was buzzing!

"Purple clothes?!"

The woman in purple also noticed that there was a person sitting in front of her. He was a cultivator at the sixth level of Condensation Yuan. She took a quick glance from under the veil, but unexpectedly she was stunned. The familiar fang-toothed ghost mask came into her sight!
"Ghost face?!"

The two of them shouted at each other in their hearts, but neither of them made a sound, and they just stared at each other in a daze.

It had been more than four years since the last time they met. Xu Boyang had thought that he might never see her again, but he had not expected that they would meet again in the Poison Dragon Ridge of Qi Du Mountain, in this poisonous fog!
Both of them seemed to want to talk to each other, but they both understood that the current situation clearly did not allow it. Xu Boyang came to his senses and immediately lowered his head.

Zi Yi paused, then immediately took the child and followed the black pig man past, and the three of them sat down on the tree trunk.

Xu Boyang's heart was in turmoil, and he was thinking wildly for a while:
"Oh no! We bumped into each other here today, and seeing the people around us, the tacit agreement we had before was broken. I'm afraid she won't need me to sell her pills anymore!"

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but glance over, and coincidentally, Zi Yi's gaze also came over!
Their eyes met and they looked into each other's eyes!
There were mixed emotions in their eyes, and it seemed that they all had their own thoughts!
At this moment, the big man with the iron tower shouted again:
"Whoever comes, tell me where you came from!"

The fog surged, and a tall and thin figure appeared, holding a child in one hand. The man looked tall and thin, but his body was a little hunched. I don’t know if he was sick or just used to hunching like this.

The visitor paused and responded:

"Kui!"

"Haha! Got it! Please sit here!" The big man smiled again and waved his hand.

"Thank you!"

Xu Boyang listened to the tall and thin man's voice. The voice was soft and quite familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but after a long time, he couldn't remember where it was for a moment. But when he saw him walking towards him step by step, the fog gradually dissipated.

He was wearing an ordinary white cloth robe, similar to his own, and a yellow dog mask on his face, but he had a long sword with a thick hilt slung across his back, and he was holding two boys in his hands.

His cultivation level is not low either, at the eighth level of Condensation!

The man with the yellow dog saw Xu Boyang and the man with the black pig sitting on the tree trunk in the fog, nodded and bowed, stretched out his hand to greet them, looking a little funny.

Xu Boyang laughed secretly. His cultivation level was not weak, so why did he have to be so servile? It was too humble and polite. Thinking that the other person meant well after all, he stretched out his hand as a greeting.

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