Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

Chapter 42 Nourishing the Body
Seeing that Gu Qing's expression wasn't very good.

This prompted Zhang Yuan to quickly explain.

“The abbot was just too hasty in doing this. If he had consulted with the two of us, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.”

"But the result has already happened."

“Zhang Yuan, I, Gu Qing, was able to join the Sword Forging Manor entirely through my own efforts, and with a bit of luck as well.”

"Given the circumstances of that time, amidst the chaos and strife, a six-year-old child going down the mountain alone would have faced certain fates. It's not that I didn't encounter them, but rather that I overcame all the difficulties."

"The horrific scenes I witnessed were far more explicit and repulsive than those described in the article."

"I……"

Zhang Yuan was speechless for a moment, staring blankly at Gu Qing.

Looking at that face that had lost its childishness, Gu Qing realized that after so many years, even the best feelings could grow distant.

Moreover, this was during childhood.

He could generously overlook the faults of the Abbot of Huilong Temple. After achieving success in his cultivation, he never thought of seeking revenge against the Abbot, simply because he didn't want to dwell on the matter or bully the weak.

However, there is a prerequisite: Huilongguan is a Taoist temple for ordinary people.

If it's a cultivation faction, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

Furthermore, just because he doesn't care doesn't mean others can tell him not to care.

Objectively speaking, Zhang Yuan himself was also a victim.

However, he received a favor afterward, and the entanglement between them is difficult to explain in words.

But now that Huilongguan is also a powerful force in the cultivation world, what harm is there in him bullying the strong while being weak?
Realizing this, Gu Qing took a few steps back.

His tone also became distant.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say. Let's go our separate ways."

"This... Brother Qing."

"The master has arrived, do not speak again."

The lecturer arrived at just the right time on the podium.

Gu Qing was distracted during the class, even forgetting to ask questions. After class, she left in a hurry without paying any attention to Zhang Yuan.

He planned to find out what level of influence Huilongguan held in the cultivation world of Yan Kingdom, so that he could have a better idea of ​​what to do.

No matter how.

He should put aside the matter of seeking revenge, as he was not yet powerful enough. However, if the other party deliberately offended him, he would definitely have to get his revenge.

"At this stage, I should focus on cultivation. Once I break through to the eighth-grade true cultivation realm and have refined all the magical artifacts, I will think about this matter again."

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half a month later.

Gu Qing's life became extremely regular. He endured the torment of body forging, and occasionally went to the weapon refining pavilion to see Master Fang and ask him some questions about weapon refining.

Make your personal growth traceable.

The rest of the time is spent either cultivating the [Fire Star Crimson Crow Diagram] or comprehending different artifact patterns. When he has free time, he goes to Qingxin Tea House to chat with his two senior brothers, Li and Gu.

Let's enjoy the snow together and explore the beautiful snow-capped mountain scenery.

That's considered carefree and happy.

This is the kind of serene and comfortable spiritual life he longs for.

Zhang Yuan was sensible enough not to bother him any further.

Just as Gu Qing was halfway through his physical cultivation, he finally met the female weapon refiner he had never met before.

Walking ahead of him were members of the Yan royal family who followed Master Fang to learn weapon crafting.

Yanjiang Moon.

The spring river tide rises to meet the sea, and the bright moon over the sea rises with the tide.

Beautiful scenery is a metaphor for beautiful women, and a beautiful name is also a metaphor for a beautiful woman.

He is three years younger than Gu Qing, just eighteen this year, and is said to be a nephew or niece of Yan Lin.

Unfortunately, they came looking for trouble.

At the entrance to the quiet room of the Refining Pavilion.

A beautiful young woman with bright eyes and white, smooth skin was dragging a boy along, glaring at Gu Qing and saying something.

"It was you who sold my brother that dog bell?" "A dog bell?"

Gu Qing looked at the boy with a puzzled expression. The boy had a bruised and swollen face and looked miserable. When he saw Gu Qing's gaze, he felt even more ashamed and could only bury his head down as if he wanted to crawl into his crotch.

Seeing that Gu Qing wouldn't admit it, Yan Jiangyue took out a bell and started ringing it.

Gu Qing pretended to suddenly realize something.

"Isn't this the Enchanting Bell? It was indeed made by me. Its main purpose is to tame some unruly and ferocious beasts, even those that have not yet developed intelligence, and train them like domestic dogs."

"My junior sister's nickname for it, 'Dog Bell,' is quite fitting."

Yan Jiangyue was immediately puzzled.

She glanced at her younger brother suspiciously, but ultimately her distrust of him outweighed Gu Qing's words, and she said angrily.

"This is actually a magical artifact used to subdue unintelligent wild beasts! You unlucky thing, you actually used it on me? Do you want to die? What do you take me for?"

He then apologized to Gu Qing.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry. I came to question you without understanding the situation. Please forgive me."

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he had been quick-witted.

That unlucky thing, using the Enchanting Bell on his own sister, it's hard to guess what he's thinking.

"No...this...I...something's not right..."

Yan Jiangyue's younger brother was unable to defend himself.

To be honest, he just wanted to mess with his older sister, to make her serve him tea and water, do his laundry and cook for him, in order to avenge the years of humiliation he had suffered.

When he purchased the magical artifact, he and Gu Qing agreed not to reveal their identities.

He can't escape responsibility for Yan Jiangyue finding his way here.

He didn't dare tell Gu Qing the truth, because he knew he would die even more miserably if he did.

He looked at Gu Qing with a dejected expression and a resentful look.

The sounds of their playful fighting gradually faded into the distance.

Although this little incident was minor, it revealed a potential problem: if someone were to use the Enchanting Bell to cause trouble, the seller might also be held liable.

After all, this is the Sword Forging Manor, where rules and stability are paramount. A simple cash-on-delivery transaction is unrealistic; if trouble arises, he will be held responsible.

Therefore, they cannot sell openly anymore.

"Consider this a reminder."

That's life. Sometimes there are little surprises, and sometimes it's just plain and uneventful. It feels like a day has passed without you doing anything.

That's life.

There are ways to live life, whether it's arguing or living it peacefully. Whether it's being quiet and elegant or bickering and playing around, it's all part of life and the joy of youth.

Another ten days later.

Gu Qing went to class as usual and met with Liu Ziyi on the way, planning to build this circle around him and distribute some small benefits to his fellow enthusiasts.

It's a small, secret circle.

Gu Qing refines and sells weapons to them in varying quantities. How Liu Ziyi decides to use them or bring people into the circle is entirely up to him.

In this way, you have access to resources and the network of relationships you want, since QQ connections are still connections.

Those who share his interests may be able to help him more because they appreciate him.

Liu Ziyi will also gain a great deal of influence.

This will bring a slight boost to his status and position in aristocratic circles, and he will have more people around him to do things for him, gradually gaining the air of a leader.

This is how makeshift troupes are often set up.

As for whether or not to expand and strengthen the business, that depends on Gu Qing's cultivation speed.

as time flows.

Winter is approaching this year. When Gu Qing and the others arrived at the Sword Casting Manor, they were three months late, arriving at the end of spring.

Now, more than half a year has passed, and it's time to recruit new disciples again.

Yan Lin and others were genuine cultivators who served as guides.

As people gradually returned to the Sword Casting Manor from Baiyue Mountain, the manor became much more crowded.

Gu Qingyun's physical conditioning has also reached its final stage.

(End of this chapter)