From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

That's right, the King of Qin died in such a confused manner, leaving behind nothing except the Qin Emperor's Sword, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Some historians who were prepared to record the events felt embarrassed and didn't know how to write.

Baili Xi accepted the Qin Emperor's Sword. His face was filled with sorrow and his mood was extremely complicated. It was as if he had lost his backbone and he didn't know what to do next.

Finally, with a long sigh, the Qin Emperor passed away.

A generation of heroes died in such an unclear way, and this ending is really sad.

Yingchuan had mixed feelings, but not because of King Qin. He just felt a little sorry, but he had to think about what to do next.

That sword move was truly astonishing, and Yingchuan's heart surged whenever he thought of it.

The person is gone, and time passes by like this, day and night.

However, a state funeral could not be just an ordinary banquet. Yingchuan had no interest in it and left King Qin directly. From now on, he might never come here again. Everything here has nothing to do with him anymore.

Yingchuan is not a sentimental person. He takes everything lightly.

The King of Qin was kind to him, but this was based on a prerequisite. He had eyes on his future and wanted to invest in him, but he wanted even more to enslave him and turn him into a loyal dog. Yingchuan saw all of this clearly.

Yingchuan left Xianyang and no one stopped him, including Meng Yuan. To be precise, he and Qin were in a cooperative relationship. Now that the partner had died, the deal was completed and there was no need for both parties to continue the transaction.

There was no longer any war in Youzhou, and there was no need for him to stay, so Yingchuan teleported away directly.

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An island in Jingzhou

Master, do you think the iron-blooded ants will really take the bait? A child with a young and pretty face asked the old man with a sage-like appearance beside him.

The old man had a very strong aura and was a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, which was quite rare in this area.

The little kid looked about seven or eight years old, wearing a loose Taoist robe, which was a bit strange. He only had the aura of practicing Qi, so he should be his boy or disciple.

The little baby has red and white lips and a chubby face, which makes him quite cute.

The old man stroked his beard, flicked his finger on his forehead, and pretended to be angry.

It seems that you have no patience. Don't always think about success when doing anything. Keep your mind clear.

I calculated with my fingers and it will come true immediately, the old man said softly.

The relationship between the master and the apprentice is very good, and the master teaches sincerely, which is quite rare.

His calculation was correct, and something was really going to win.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and a light gate appeared. Yingchuan walked out of it and teleported quite successfully.

However, Yingchuan also fell into that trap.

The master and the apprentice were dumbfounded, and both looked at each other awkwardly. Ying Chuan's face darkened, and he said nothing.

However, he was sure that the two people in front of him had no ill intentions, so he didn't take it too seriously and just compensated one.

Fellow Daoist, please go out first. This is not a good place to talk. After realizing that Yingchuan had no ill intentions, he took the initiative to invite him.

The three of them returned to the old man's temple.

The old man’s Taoist temple is located in a bamboo forest on a small island, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, which is quite elegant.

The dojo is no different, it is plain and simple but quite calming and has a natural beauty, and the same is true of its interior.

"What may I call you, fellow Taoist?" the old man asked first.

Yingchuan, Yingchuan has nothing to hide, there is no need to do so.

Fellow Daoist Ying, are you here for something? He asked proactively.

I don't know the details, I was also traveling, and Yingchuan simply told me the general idea.

So that's how it is. The old man understood the meaning and didn't ask any more questions.

What place is this? Yingchuan took out a medium-grade spirit stone. This is a transaction.

The old man's eyes lit up. It was not a loss at all. However, judging from Yingchuan's behavior, he thought that he was a wealthy man, so he should try his best to build a good relationship with him.

In fact, this was true. He often sold healing pills in the army and made a lot of money.

This is the eastern part of Jingzhou, and this is one of the islands. The old man took it in.

Jingzhou is the second largest continent among the nine continents after Yizhou. It has a dense water network and a large number of islands in the east. The entire continent is C-shaped.

This is the basics, and Yingchuan doesn’t have a deep understanding of the details.

Master, this senior please have some tea, the Taoist boy brought up two cups of spiritual tea.

Thank you, Yingchuan is very calm, as if he is just a piece of wood.

He has lived for more than a hundred years, and there is nothing in this world that can affect his emotions anymore. The world is boring, and there is no need to use language anymore.

However, he needed a quiet place to tidy himself up. Yingchuan looked at the old man, thought for a while, took out a storage bag and threw it to him.

I wanted to stay here again for a while, and Yingchuan made his intention clear.

As for the storage bag, it belonged to a monk of the Allied Forces that Yingchuan had affected. Yingchuan didn't care about this trivial thing at all.

The old man agreed with a smile and asked the Taoist boy to prepare a room.

……

After five years of continuous refining, the Silent Fire was finally recovered. If it weren't for the young man's previous refining, most of the original consciousness of the fire would have been removed, and he probably wouldn't have succeeded in refining it.

Since then, he has had another trump card. This strange fire is much stronger than his pill fire and has a huge effect in all aspects.

As for swordsmanship, he was more inclined to what the King of Qin taught him. He had seen it and it was extremely powerful. As for sword tactics, he was not sure about its power, but it could be used to hide his identity as a secondary swordsmanship.

He had a lot of spirit stones on him, even the combined fortune of most Nascent Souls was not as much.

Half a month passed in a flash. For a Jindan cultivator, it was just a nap, and for ordinary people, it was also a short time. Ying Chuan changed his martial arts, and his aura became stronger.

In the past, I was restricted by my martial arts skills and was unable to exert my true strength.

He said goodbye to the two and left. For them, it was just an episode.

The endless surging sea and the scattered islands are like green dots on a blue painting.

The navigation in Jingzhou is extremely developed, and million-strong ships are often seen here, but monks have not encountered many of them.

Yingchuan flows into the sea. This shallow sea is extremely rich, with many spiritual plants. Yingchuan also found a lot of various minerals.

But when he heard the sound of fighting, it was extremely intense. Yingchuan felt that two monks were fighting over something, so he hurried over.

As Yingchuan expected, three Jindan cultivators were fighting a life-and-death battle here, and the battle was fierce.

Behind them there was a small hill emitting black turbid liquid, and it looked like they were doing this.

When Yingchuan came here, although he didn't know what the black liquid was, he knew that something that could cause three Jindan masters to fight over it must be something extraordinary.

He hid in the shadows, waiting for the right moment.