Primordial Qi

The man had handsome sword-like eyebrows, was dressed in black ink-colored robes, held a long sword in his hand, and had cold eyes as he stared at Gu Chenyu, as if he was confirming something.

Gu Chen Yu swallowed hard, he didn't remember provoking such a person. His aura was high and spiritual energy was surging around him. It seemed that his cultivation had just broken through to the Venerable level not long ago.

Who is this person? Gu Chenyu thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

After landing on the ground, Gu Chenyu looked at the man curiously. He was actually more handsome than himself. His eyebrows looked a bit like Bai Yansha's. Could he be Bai Yansha's son? He was much more handsome than the old man.

"Hello, are you Old Man Bai's son?" Gu Chenyu stepped forward and asked. He had no idea about this and was afraid that this person was here to cause trouble for him.

The man in black was obviously stunned, then he laughed.

Gu Chenyu was a little confused, as the venerable in front of him looked very young.

"Little boy, don't you recognize me?" the man laughed.

Gu Chenyu obviously didn't react. Is this person Bai Yansha? I have to take back what I said about him being handsome.

"White... old man?"

Gu Chenyu's tone was obviously uncertain. When did this old man become so handsome?

"It's okay, looking like this." Bai Yansha said with a smile.

"I admit that you are a little more handsome than me, but don't be so complacent. I will naturally be more handsome than you when I grow up." Gu Chenyu said unconvinced, and then his eyes became fiery. This old thing is finally well, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

"Come on, tell me how you did it." Gu Chenyu asked curiously.

Bai Yansha shook his head and said, "Come with me to a place."

Gu Chenyu nodded and followed happily.

Along the way, Gu Chenyu chattered to Bai Yansha about many things, such as the Qiwu Sect, the celestial beings, the monsters, and the strange fruits of laws. He kept talking non-stop.

Bai Yansha just nodded with a smile, and frowned in worry when talking about dangerous places. He was worried for a long time when Tianren appeared and he was in danger of death. In fact, Bai Yansha knew all these things. When Li Tianxuan came out, he sent someone to write a letter. He always believed that Gu Chenyu was fine, and waited for him here for a whole month.

Some time ago, he had a realization in his heart, and he broke through to the Venerable Realm without realizing it, and his body returned to the appearance of his youth. But he knew that this was only temporary, and when he saw Gu Chenyu coming, he was relieved. He felt that he was about to die, and the insects were gnawing at his soul.

"Have you ever heard of soul-raising insects?"

Bai Yansha suddenly said this, Gu Chenyu was stunned, he really didn't know this.

"In ancient times, that is, a hundred thousand years ago or even longer, there was a glorious era of cultivation, and these soul-nourishing insects were a special method used by some of the major sects. They could nourish the soul and allow for reincarnation..."

This world has experienced a period of 20,000 years of spiritual power disappearance. The highest level of cultivation was no higher than that of a Venerable, and they were all mortal Qi cultivators. But before that, there were countless powerful people in this world who practiced, and even mortals had good opportunities to practice. In that era, there were many geniuses, which is far from comparable to the present. Because of the disappearance of spiritual power, many large sects had to prepare and wait for the arrival of spiritual power in the next life, but this wait lasted for 20,000 years. No one knows if there are any cultivators who have lived until now, and no one knows if there is any terrifying inheritance. It's just that many sects' opportunities now come from ancient times.

Soul-raising insects are a kind of poisonous insects that are cultivated by ancient sects. They can absorb spiritual power and eat the soul. This kind of insect is a parasitic creature, evolved from the great creation of a powerful person. The soul is not eaten, but enters the body of the spirit insect bit by bit, so that the body dies, but the soul can live forever. The spirit insect is immortal, and the soul is immortal.

Gu Chenyu listened to Bai Yansha's explanation silently. He didn't know why he was suddenly told this.

“For some unknown reason, these spiritual insects have started to proliferate and are actually fleeing to the outside world. This should be the place where other people store their souls.” Bai Yansha said. He became younger and took Gu Chenyu to quickly cross various mountains and finally arrived at a mountain.

"This place is called Yingxiu Peak. Most of the sect's disciples will come here after they die." Bai Yansha was a little sad, with tears in his eyes. His favorite woman was buried here.

"Your master's wife is buried here." Bai Yansha said sadly. He didn't know if it was because he had been a mortal for so many years and had already had the air of worldly world on his body. Although he was sad, it seemed as if his tears were blocked and he couldn't cry.

"Where is Master's wife?" asked Gu Chenyu.

Bai Yansha didn't say anything, but continued to move forward with Gu Chenyu.

The two walked to a tombstone. The scenery here was beautiful, and the mountains, rivers and terrain were all good. Being buried here, the soul could rest in peace.

Gu Chenyu knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. He knew that this master's wife was also extremely kind and gentle, otherwise Bai Yansha would not like her so much.

They took out a pot of wine, which was the fine wine they had buried sixty years ago, and it tasted very good.

"Old man Bai, look at what this is?" Gu Chenyu shook the jar of wine.

"It smells great, good wine." Bai Yansha praised.

"You can't recognize the wine you buried yourself?"

"I recognize it, of course I recognize it. The red god on it was tied by her." With tears in his eyes, Bai Yansha took the jar of wine and poured two bowls of it directly. He poured one bowl on the ground as a toast to Ning Yuxi, and drank the second bowl in one gulp. The taste was very intoxicating.

"Good wine, it's really good wine." Bai Yansha was already in tears at this moment. He missed Ning Yuxi very much.

"It's really good wine." An old voice came from a white-haired old man.

"Master." Bai Yansha shouted.

The old man had a complicated expression. He had not seen this disciple for sixty years. Since he turned into a mortal, Bai Yansha had not visited the old man again. In his heart, he always felt that he had failed his master. There was a difference between immortals and mortals, and he could not bear to see the old man cry.

Gu Chenyu looked at the little old man in front of him. He had the strength of the Venerable Realm. He should have been at the peak of the Venerable Realm before, but due to his lifespan issues, he had now slipped to the middle stage of the Venerable Realm.

"Little boy, come and meet your master, the alchemy master of Lingmu Sect, Mu Yang." Bai Yansha said excitedly. The man in front of him was his master. He no longer went to the cultivation peak to look for this old man, but he knew that this old man came to see him many times.

When I met this old man, he was just an elder of the sect with the cultivation level of a venerable. He had lived for more than three hundred years and was now over four hundred years old and was very old.

Bai Yansha became his disciple and was his only disciple. He devoted his life to studying elixirs and had refined many strange and wonderful elixirs. Bai Yansha learned elixirs and martial arts from him since childhood. If it had not been for that accident, Bai Yansha would have definitely inherited his mantle and become a heavenly pharmacist.

"Disciple, have you really thought it through?" Mu Yang asked tentatively.

Gu Chenyu just felt confused and there were always things he couldn't understand.

"I sent a message to invite you here to witness it." Bai Yansha said firmly.

"We cultivators usually only accept two or three direct disciples, who are closer than our mortal relatives. I understand that you don't want to see me, but why do you have to do this?" Mu Yang choked up. In his eyes, Bai Yansha was like his own child, and he was reluctant to let her go.

"Master, Grandmaster, what are you talking about?" Gu Chenyu couldn't help but ask. In front of this old senior, Gu Chenyu did not treat him equally like he did with Li Tianxuan.

"Good boy, your master, alas." Mu Yang couldn't bear it, and finally didn't say it out loud.

"I'll tell you later. First, please do me a favor. I can't bear to move her grave. Please help me move the soil." Bai Yansha said.

Gu Chenyu was surprised. Are they going to dig up the grave?