Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Taihua Prefecture, Yufeng Mountain, and Tianzhen Temple.

Beneath a tall, thousand-year-old tree, there is a smooth stone platform.

At this moment, an unkempt old Taoist priest was lying on the stone platform, holding a palm-sized purple gourd in his hand, and taking a sip of fine wine from time to time.

Beside the stone platform stood a young man in a gray Taoist robe, looking at the old Taoist priest with a playful smile.

"Master, I have been in the mountains for eight years. My father's birthday is coming up in a few days. You see..."

The old Taoist opened his eyes slightly and snorted with a smile.

"You little bastard, you've been using this excuse every year since three years ago. Can you come up with something new?"

When the young man heard this, his originally cheerful face suddenly turned into a sad one, faster than the speed of turning the pages of a book.

"Master, don't you understand me yet? I'm honest and have never lied since I was a child..."

"You are still honest and upright, but your brothers are all stupid..."

The old Taoist priest took another sip of wine and said with a chuckle.

"We originally agreed that you can't leave the mountain until you've established your foundation. You're only at the sixth level of Qi Refining now. You can't go back on your word, right?"

"Master, wasn't I still a child then...?"

The young Taoist priest said pitifully.

"Alright, alright, let's go down the mountain to visit relatives tomorrow. Go quickly and come back quickly. Be careful when you walk outside, and don't bring shame to the reputation of our Tianzhen Temple."

As the old Taoist priest spoke, he raised his hand and an object shot out from his palm.

The young man hurriedly caught it with both hands, smiling and nodding.

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master..."

The old Taoist priest is the famous cultivator Zui Dao Ren in Taihua Prefecture. He is one of the elders of Tianzhen Temple and has reached the late stage of foundation building.

The young man is his last disciple, Chen Yunhao. He started practicing in the mountains at the age of ten and is now eighteen years old. He has reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

This level of cultivation is relatively low among his peers, but he started practicing late, and being able to reach the sixth level of weapon refining in eight years is already considered a natural talent.

The real reason Chen Yunhao came down the mountain this time was to visit his relatives. He left home when he was young and returned when he was old. He was not a real immortal, so how could he not miss his parents?

Taihua Prefecture is the capital of Taihua Prefecture. It has a population of over one million and is the most prosperous city in Taihua Prefecture. It is divided into two areas: inner city and outer city.

Chen Yunhao stepped on the flying disc given by his master, and after flying for most of the day, he finally arrived outside the city of Taihua Prefecture.

He found a secluded forest and landed there, then put the millstone-sized flying disc into the storage bag around his waist.

Chen Yunhao patted the storage bag with satisfaction. He had been coveting this thing for a long time.

In Tianzhen Temple, the master will give you a storage bag after you have established your foundation.

Or it could be a gift from your master. After all, this thing is not easy to make and is worth at least thirty or fifty low-grade spirit stones.

Of course, if you have enough spirit stones, you can also go to the market and buy one yourself.

Chen Yunhao has three senior brothers. The eldest and second senior brothers have already established their foundations. He has long been coveting their storage bags.

Taihua Prefecture has four major city gates, and the place where Chen Yunhao landed is closest to the north gate.

But the area where his family lives happens to be in the south city, almost across the entire Taihua Prefecture.

Taihua Prefecture was built on a plain, covering a large area. It was about a hundred miles long from east to west and from north to south, making it a large square city.

The city wall is not very high, only more than ten meters. Although Taihua Prefecture is located in a remote area, it is not a frontier prefecture close to the wilderness. The construction of this city wall can only be said to be average.

Chen Yunhao had already changed into secular clothes and followed the crowd into the provincial capital from the north gate.

The day after tomorrow is indeed his father’s birthday. In his impression, his father should be 58 years old.

Chen Yunhao is the third child in the family, with an older sister and an older brother.

Her eldest sister was already married before she left home, and her brother-in-law's home was also in the provincial capital, not far from his home.

When he left home, his second brother was still unmarried and lived with his parents.

It is precisely because Chen Yunhao is the eldest and youngest in the family that he has been spoiled since childhood and has never suffered any hardship, which has shaped his eccentric character.

Although Chen Yunhao hasn't been back for eight years, he is still quite familiar with the state capital.

To return to the South City from the North City, you have to pass through an open-air market.

There are stalls set up by locals, as well as merchants who travel from all over the country and bring in specialties from other states.

Chen Yunhao knew that his father liked to collect old items from previous dynasties.

There are antiques for sale in this market, so Chen Yunhao went to the market specifically to pick out two old items for his father.

This market covers a large area. Chen Yunhao had come here many times with his father when he was a child. The market has not changed at all, as if the past eight years have been a dream.

Only Chen Yunhao himself knew that he was no longer the same person he used to be. Although he had not yet established his foundation, he had already transcended the level of ordinary people.

He remembered the locations of two stalls that his father often liked to visit. After entering the market, he followed the path he remembered and went straight to the two stalls.

These two stalls are next to each other and sell a wide variety of items.

There are various bottles and jars, rusty swords and coins, but no matter what kind of object it is, its style and pattern appear very ancient.

According to the stall owner, these are all items from previous dynasties, more than two or three thousand years old.

However, it is difficult to tell whether this thing is real or fake, at least it is difficult to tell whether Chen Yunhao is real or fake.

However, Chen Yunhao is very smart and has his own set of methods. He will never let himself suffer any loss.

He saw a jade plaque on the stall with ancient patterns and some ancient characters on it.

Even if the patterns and characters on this jade plaque were written later, at least the jade is real.

Just as Chen Yunhao was about to reach out to take the jade token, a flash of light appeared on an ancient mirror the size of a palm next to the jade token.

Chen Yunhao's hand in mid-air suddenly stopped and his expression froze.

"Strange, there are magical weapons in this mortal city!"

Just now, there was a flash of light on the ancient mirror. Although it disappeared in just a moment, he definitely would not be wrong.

Looking at this ancient mirror now, it seems ordinary again, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.

Chen Yunhao stopped and continued to reach out for the jade token he had his eyes on, carefully picked it up and looked at it.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this jade token worth?"

Chen Yunhao weighed the jade token in his hand and asked.

"Five taels of silver." The stall owner, dressed like an old farmer, stretched out his hand and gestured.

Chen Yunhao and his father had been here several times and knew that the stalls at this kind of place usually charged exorbitant prices and had to pay on the spot.

"Five taels is five taels, but you have to give me this antique mirror as a gift."

Chen Yunhao touched the ancient mirror with his fingers. It was indeed an ancient jade, but it was only worth one or two taels of silver at most.

"Little brother, this ancient mirror of mine costs five taels of silver. You are really calculating..."

The shopkeeper laughed and shook his head, obviously not wanting to give it away for free.