Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

The main street of Qingzhou County.

Li Kun walked ahead, occasionally turning back to exchange a few words with Zhou Yan, who responded politely in return.

"Brother Li, I wonder why Commander Lu summoned me this time. Could you please tell me a little about it?"

Zhou Yan suddenly asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Li Kun slowed his pace and whispered:

"To be honest, Brother Zhou, I guess it might be about returning to the prefectural city."

really!

Zhou Yan thought to himself, but remained outwardly calm, casually asking:

"Has the Wusheng Sect issue been resolved?"

Li Kun paused, glanced around discreetly to make sure no one was watching, and then lowered his voice to say:

"We, the Black-Clad Guards, have been fighting the Wusheng Sect for decades. It won't be so easy to resolve this. However, based on my many years of experience in the Black-Clad Guards..." He paused for a moment, then continued:

"Now that the Wusheng Sect has resurfaced and we've discovered them, they might move to another location to continue their activities, but they probably won't return to Qingzhou City."

  

Zhou Yan understood what the other person meant.

No wonder these black-clad guards all seemed so unhurried; they'd learned their lesson from fighting the Wusheng Sect.

Even so, Zhou Yan still felt a vague unease in his heart.

Without asking any more questions, the two walked through the streets and alleys and soon arrived at the temporary residence of the Black-Clad Guards.

Li Kun led Zhou Yan into the courtyard, and stopped outside a side hall.

"Commander Lu is inside, Brother Zhou, please go in."

Zhou Yan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Thank you, Brother Li."

Li Kun waved his hand and turned to leave.

Zhou Yan stood outside the door, straightened his clothes, and then raised his hand to knock.

"Enter."

Lu Qingshuang's cold voice came from inside the room.

Zhou Yan pushed open the door and entered.

The interior furnishings were very simple.

A table, a few chairs, and two wooden boxes for holding case files against the wall.

There were many account books and documents piled on the table.

Lu Qingshuang sat behind the table, still wearing a black official robe, her expression aloof, but her eyes and brows hinted at a hint of fatigue.

Clearly, she hasn't had an easy time these past two weeks.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

Lu Qingshuang put down the file in her hand and looked up at him.

"sit."

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback.

He then didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on a chair next to him.

Lu Qingshuang glanced at him and said:

"Have you thought about what I asked you before?"

Zhou Yan clasped his hands and said:

"I have made up my mind. If you do not mind, I am willing to go to the prefectural city with you and join the Black-Clad Guard."

Lu Qingshuang didn't show much surprise; she simply nodded slightly.

"it is good."

She took a blank name certificate from beside the table and placed it on the table.

"Sign your name on this list. We're leaving in a few days, so get ready."

Zhou Yan felt a slight sense of relief. He stepped forward, took the pen, signed his name on the certificate, and handed it back.

Lu Qingshuang put away the name certificate and said again:

"There's one more small thing I need you to do."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Please give your orders, sir."

"Go to Qingmang Village and ask Senior Mo whether the blood poison has been completely cured and whether there will be any lingering problems."

Lu Qingshuang said calmly.

Qingmang Village?

Zhou Yan's heart stirred.

He had been planning to go there in the next couple of days to return the medicine basket to Mo Qingyan.

"Didn't Senior Mo mention the effects of this antidote pill?"

He was a little confused. Hadn't Lu Qing Shuang already taken people to Qing Mang Village a few days ago?

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingshuang's face showed a rare hint of unease as she said:

"This... Senior Mo has misunderstood us Xuanyi Guards. When I went there last time, I didn't see the person in person. Instead, a young girl delivered the pills."

So that's how it is. Recalling Mo Yunfeng's attitude when he asked me to pass on a message, it's already quite good that he was able to give the medicine to the Black-Clad Guards.

"Yes, Your subordinate obeys."

Lu Qingshuang hummed in agreement, picked up the pen on the table, and waved for him to leave.

Zhou Yan spoke again:

"My lord, I have a request. I wonder if you could also teach me the second half of the Bronze Body Technique?"

Lu Qingshuang paused, her hand holding the pen still, and gave him a deep look with her cool gaze.

"The complete manual of the Bronze Body Technique is with Shen Heng, and Shen Heng has some complaints about you because of Chen Lie's matter..." She paused for a moment after saying this.

"However, once we return to the prefectural city, I can go to the armory and get the complete book for you. If you don't want to wait, you can also ask Shen Heng for it."

Zhou Yan was taken aback upon hearing this.

He had been wondering why Shen Heng was treating him so badly, but it turned out it was because of Chen Lie.

But what does Chen Lie's murder have to do with him?

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Then let's wait until I get to the prefectural city before we discuss this. I'll take my leave now."

"Um."

Lu Qingshuang lowered her head and reopened the file.

After Zhou Yan left, he made a point of greeting Li Kun.

Regardless of why the other party's attitude changed drastically.

But he could also tell that the other party meant no harm.

Zhou Yan has always been very friendly to those who are kind to him.

Without delay, after leaving the Black-Clad Guard's garrison, he went home to retrieve the medicine basket and headed straight for the outskirts of the city.

Upon exiting the west gate, they indeed found that the number of refugees had increased once again, a dense, dark mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Zhou Yan glanced around but didn't notice any unusual colors. He breathed a sigh of relief and strode towards Qingmang Village.

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Qingmang Village.

The village was much quieter in the afternoon than in the city.

A mountain breeze blew from the direction of Qingmang Mountain, carrying a faint scent of grass and trees.

Several children were chasing and playing at the village entrance. When they saw Zhou Yan carrying a medicine basket into the village, they all looked over curiously.

Although Zhou Yan has now used [Aura Transformation] to restrain his physique, he is still much taller and stronger than before.

Walking on the village road, a sense of oppression arises unconsciously.

The children glanced at it a few times and then dared not get too close.

Zhou Yan first went to the market to take a look, and seeing that Mo Qingyan had not set up a stall, he then went to find her in the direction that Lu Qingshuang had told him before she left.

The gate to the thatched cottage was half-closed.

The rhythmic sound of pounding medicine came from the courtyard.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Miss Mo."

The sound of grinding medicine in the courtyard stopped.

A short while later, Mo Qingyan came out of the house.

She was wearing a light blue dress today, with the sleeves rolled up, and her hands still had some medicine powder on them.

Upon seeing Zhou Yan, her ordinary face froze for a moment, then her beautiful eyes fell on the medicine basket on his back and curved into a smile.

"Young Master Zhou, you've come to return the medicine basket."

Zhou Yan coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed, and took down the medicine basket, handing it over.

"I did forget about it at the time, and I've been busy these past few days, so..."

Mo Qingyan took the medicine basket and interrupted him with a smile:

"It's okay, I didn't think of it at the time either, it's not your fault."

As if she had thought of something, she turned to the side.

"Come in quickly?"

The courtyard was filled with the aroma of herbs, and most of the yard was lined with shelves displaying herbs that Zhou Yan did not recognize.

Mo Qingyan led him to a wooden chair in the courtyard and made him a cup of tea.

He took a sip of the tea that was handed to him, and a refreshing fragrance flowed down his throat, instantly invigorating him and making his eyes light up.

"Good tea."

Upon hearing this, the girl's smile widened, and she said:

"Young Master Zhou likes to drink, take some back later, I still have plenty here."

Zhou Yan hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"No, no." He seemed to remember his business and asked instead.

"Besides returning the medicine basket, I have another matter to ask Senior Mo."

"Oh, you're looking for Grandpa?"

For some reason, hearing that Zhou Yan wanted to find her grandfather made her feel a little down.

"Grandpa went into the mountains early this morning, but judging by the time, he'll be back soon. Young Master Zhou, would you like to wait a moment?"

Heading into the mountains? What bad timing.

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Mo Qingyan looked down at the teacup, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhou Yan thought for a moment and then said:

"Miss Mo, don't you know martial arts?"

The girl shook her head slightly upon hearing this and said:

"As you probably already know, my grandfather and I are both from Medicine King Valley, right?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

"In our Medicine King Valley, we believe in smelling the medicine first, then practicing martial arts. I am currently in the smelling stage, so I haven't started practicing martial arts yet."

"Moreover, my grandfather said that if a doctor only thinks about solving problems with force from the beginning, then the medicine in his hand will slowly turn into a knife."

Zhou Yan suddenly realized and couldn't help but admire him:

"Miss Mo is a kind and compassionate doctor; I truly admire her."

Mo Qingyan blushed slightly and quickly shook her head.

"It's not as good as you make it out to be."

She paused, then whispered:

"And you don't need to keep calling me Miss Mo, just call me Qingyan."

After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Yan smiled and said:

"Okay, Qingyan, you can call me by my name as well."

"Hehe, Zhou Yan, Ah Yan, why do you have this name?"

The girl giggled and blinked her big eyes as she looked at him and asked.

Before Zhou Yan could even open his mouth, an old voice came in.

"Hmph, a name is a name, why make so many 'whys' about it?"

Looking back, I saw Mo Yunfeng carrying a medicine basket, looking at the two people chatting and laughing in the courtyard with a displeased expression.

"grandfather."

"Greetings, Senior Mo."

Zhou Yan and Mo Qingyan quickly stood up.

Mo Yunfeng snorted and walked into the courtyard, ignoring the girl, but glancing at Zhou Yan instead.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here again?"

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