Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping nodded slowly, a hint of gratification in his eyes: "That's good. With you, Tang'er, inheriting Fellow Daoist Zuo's legacy, her path of immortality hasn't been severed, merely changed in form."

He hadn't expected Zuo Yinghong to pass on her Beast Taming inheritance to Yue Tang, which surprised him somewhat.

In that case, he wouldn't need to teach Yue Tang the art of alchemy.

Yue Tang said, "Before Senior Zuo passed away, she left a few words for Master."

"Saying that Master's old acquaintances, she also brought them to the Floating Light Market."

"Old acquaintances? Who are my old acquaintances?" Chen Ping's eyes flickered, then he suddenly realized something:

"Where are my old acquaintances? Tang'er, take me to see them."

"Yes, Master." Yue Tang took out a jade hairpin flying artifact, which Zuo Yinghong had used in life.

They arrived at a small shop at the end of Floating Light Market.

This small shop sold array-related Daoist robes and storage bags.

Chen Ping's eyes twitched slightly as he led Yue Tang into the shop.

Behind the counter sat a woman in her twenties, her appearance charming, with a tear mole at the corner of her eye.

Her appearance bore three or four similarities to Mu Huadie and Mu Hongluan.

Chen Ping looked at her and couldn't help but ask, "What is your name?"

The charming woman saw that Chen Ping was unfamiliar, but seeing the little shop owner standing respectfully behind her, she seemed to guess Chen Ping's identity.

She rose from behind the counter, her figure exquisite and graceful, and bowed gracefully before Chen Ping: "This humble one is called Du Munuan."

Huadie, Hongluan, Munuan, this naming style is indeed consistent.

Chen Ping nodded slightly, his eyes gentle, revealing a hint of a smile: "Are your parents here?"

"Father and Mother are working hard in the backyard. This humble one will go and call them out to meet Senior." Du Munuan bowed gracefully again, turned, and entered the backyard.

A moment later, Chen Ping saw an elderly couple with graying temples and calluses on their fingers walking out. These two had low cultivation levels and their eyes were somewhat cloudy.

Chen Ping looked at the elderly couple. Although they were old, their appearances were still somewhat recognizable. He said softly:

"Junior Sister Hongluan, Junior Brother Du, long time no see."

The elderly couple's bodies trembled, and they widened their cloudy eyes to carefully look at Chen Ping. Mu Hongluan said:

"Is that Senior Brother Chen?"

Chen Ping smiled:

"It is I."

Mu Hongluan and Junior Brother Du, old acquaintances from the Mu family, were actually still alive. This was truly something Chen Ping had not expected.

Mu Hongluan and Junior Brother Du were somewhat emotional and immediately cupped their hands, bowed, and bent over: "Senior Brother Chen, long time no see, thank you for your kindness in taking us in!"

Du Munuan was also shocked by this scene and hurriedly bowed in salute.

Chen Ping smiled, flicked his fingers, and helped them up:

"You are old, don't perform such a grand salute, or I won't be able to bear the responsibility if you strain your backs."

"Let's all sit down and talk." Chen Ping summoned a few chairs from the air, taking over as the host, and sat down in the shop.

Mu Hongluan and Junior Brother Du sat down tremblingly.

Chen Ping asked, "How did you survive when the Mu family was implicated in the demonic affair?"

Mu Hongluan glanced at her daughter, her smile aged: "More than twenty years ago, I had just given birth to Nuan'er. Junior Brother Du stubbornly insisted on taking the child back home to see, unexpectedly, we escaped this disaster."

"Hearing that the family had suffered such a disaster, and the Eastern Xuan Sect was searching everywhere for remnants of demonic cultivators, Junior Brother Du and I took the child and lived in hiding, barely surviving after many twists and turns."

"It wasn't until a few years ago that we met Palace Master Zuo, who brought us to Floating Light Market, where we had a stable place to live."

Chen Ping nodded slightly: "Your luck is not bad."

In that demonic turmoil, the Mu family alone lost thousands of people, and other places were even more widely affected.

Chen Ping then asked: "Junior Sister Hongluan, what about your mother?"

Mu Hongluan's tone was very calm: "Mother died in that demonic cultivator turmoil. That's what other escapees told us. Over the years, there hasn't been a chance to pay respects. I've come to terms with it."

"It's better that Mother died like this, so she doesn't have to live in repeated torment."

"Our aptitude is poor. In the past, being born into the Jindan Mu family, we still fantasized about the path of immortality. But only after experiencing such great changes did we realize that people with poor aptitude like us should live a stable life."

"Over the years, we have barely managed to make a living relying on the skills that Mother passed down to me."

Chen Ping nodded slowly: "That's good too."

Then, Chen Ping thought for a moment and looked at Du Munuan: "This child is good, don't keep guarding the shop, follow Tang'er and manage the market together."

Currently, there is a lack of manpower to manage the market. This Du Munuan is a descendant of an old acquaintance, her aptitude is not bad, and she is also good-looking. Chen Ping was also moved by compassion, giving Mu Huadie a chance.

Back then, Mu Huadie, for resources and for Mu Hongluan, did not hesitate to become a concubine and ruin herself.

Her wish might be realized in Du Munuan.

Hearing Chen Ping's words, Mu Hongluan and Junior Brother Du's expressions trembled: "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen, thank you, Senior Brother Chen!"

Du Munuan was also extremely excited, her lips tightly pursed, and she immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Senior!"

Chen Ping knew very well how much money a Qi Refining cultivator could earn in a month.

But letting Du Munuan work with Yue Tang to manage the market would be a leap in resources and status.

"No need to thank me." Chen Ping said with a smile: "If Senior Sister Luo Fei knew that her clansmen were still alive, she would be very happy too."

Speaking of which, Mu Luofei had also met Mu Hongluan a few times.

After arranging Du Munuan's affairs, Chen Ping turned and left, returning to his Daoist temple to begin cultivating.

… …

Strands of purple energy gathered on the surface of the Jindan, about to condense into the shape of a Ruihuang.

The divine soul within the Jindan was linked to it, shining brightly, and Chen Ping felt that his divine sense was clearer and more detailed.

The Ruihuang pattern had a kind of holiness, meaning invulnerability to all poisons.

The Lingtai was connected to the Jindan, and the power of the divine soul flowed, constantly nourishing and strengthening Chen Ping's divine soul and Jindan.

Chen Ping could clearly feel that he was stronger, but not in terms of offensive combat power.

This had transcended moves and come to the category of 'law'.

Chen Ping carefully realized: "This is the power of 'law', which can exist in the body for a long time, rather than the momentary passing of moves."

The moment the Danwen Ruihuang Law was completed, Chen Ping could plant a kind of law, and he would have the qualifications to advance to the Nascent Soul in the future.

"Dao seed, Dao seed, is it to bind the Jindan and the Lingtai divine soul together, like a bridge, so that the Lingtai divine soul and the Jindan gradually merge into one, and their hearts are connected?"

In this way, when advancing to the Nascent Soul in the future, the Jindan will give birth to the Nascent Soul, and the Nascent Soul will enter the Lingtai, so that the power of the divine soul can completely control the spiritual power.

The power of the divine soul is one's own power, while spiritual power comes from heaven and earth.