My Optimized Immortal Life

Chen Qing knew nothing about the situation in Maple Valley Market. Even if he knew, he would only be thankful that he ran fast and did not miss the attack on Maple Valley.

There were a total of dozens of demon cultivators attacking Maple Valley this time. Zuo Ze was the leading foundation-building demon cultivator, and the rest were Qi-refining demon cultivators. However, these Qi-refining demon cultivators were all top cultivators in the late Qi-refining stage. There were even more than a dozen cultivators who had reached the tenth level of great perfection. This luxurious lineup was definitely a sure win against Maple Valley. After all, Zuo Ze was considered a relatively powerful cultivator among the foundation-building cultivators. Although he was not as good as those great cultivators in the late foundation-building stage, he was much stronger than the ordinary cultivators in the early foundation-building stage. At least the foundation-building cultivators of the Black Water Gate guarding the Maple Valley market were no match for them, and could only be sucked out of their souls and refined by Zuo Ze.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Chen Qing. He is now sitting in a carriage full of goods, and behind and in front of him, there are several carriages moving slowly forward.

Next to Chen Qing, there were several servants in cloth and long gowns guarding the cargo on the cart.

This is a mortal caravan heading from Jiujiang City to Qiuyue City. There are more than ninety people in total, including more than a dozen mortal warriors. However, in Chen Qing's eyes, these are just problems that can be solved with one sword.

And his current identity is a peerless master in the martial arts world.

Of course, this was seen by the person in charge of the caravan, and no one knew that he was the legendary "immortal".

It will take this convoy about half a month to reach Qiuyue City. After arriving in Qiuyue City, Chen Qing will have to find a boatman to help him sail to Qiubo Lake.

Chen Qing was not in a hurry about this at the moment. After all, he was now free and had nothing to do. Although the spirit stones in his pocket were almost used up, he still had a lot of talismans and pills. Even if he had no spirit stones, he could earn them back by selling some talismans. Besides, his demand for spirit stones was really not that great now. There were eighteen Heqi Pills and six Ninghua Pills in his storage bag, which were enough for him to practice all the way to the late stage of Qi Refining, or at least to the eighth level of Qi Refining, so he was not too worried.

Now, sitting in the carriage, watching the Golden Crow soaring across the sky, emitting endless light and heat, rendering the entire sky a clear golden color, Chen Qing was astonished by such a beautiful sight, but also felt a little envious. When would he be able to soar between heaven and earth like this Golden Crow? Perhaps he would have to wait until he reached the Core Formation or Nascent Soul stage...

"Does Mr. Chen also like this twilight?"

At this moment, a gentle female voice sounded in Chen Qing's ears, bringing him back to his senses from his reverie.

Turning his head to look at the beautiful girl who had come up to him at some point, Chen Qing replied, "I was just lost in thought."

"No, Mr. Chen, you are lying. You were clearly looking at the twilight."

This beautiful girl is the daughter of the caravan owner, named Liu Qingling. She has fair skin and charming eyes. Even in her previous life, she can be considered a beauty. The reason why she came to talk to Chen Qing was also related to Chen Qing's appearance in which he killed bandits as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Although Liu Qingling was obviously interested in Chen Qing, Chen Qing did not want to think about these things. Although Liu Qingling was extremely beautiful, she had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate immortality. After a hundred years, she would only turn into a pile of bones and could not be compared with Chen Qing, a cultivator of immortality.

"Well, this twilight is indeed beautiful."

Chen Qing looked at the horse pulling the carriage and said calmly.

"Humph, Mr. Chen always likes to lie."

When Liu Qingling saw Chen Qing like this, she couldn't help but frown in anger.

"Mr. Chen, you will never find a wife if you continue like this."

After saying something that was irrelevant to Chen Qing, Liu Qingling left Chen Qing and ran to the front of the convoy.

Seeing this, Chen Qing shook his head helplessly, and immediately began to comprehend magic and the art of qi-gazing that he had not been able to master for several months. After all, he really had nothing to do and was very bored.

Four days later, Chen Qing looked at the continuous mountains on both sides of the mud path, and a hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. It turned out that this was the description of the mountains recorded in the art of qigong.

During the past few days, when Chen Qing was comprehending the art of qi-gazing, he accidentally let something slip to several merchants in the caravan who were traveling for business all year round. However, these people gave him a surprise - they actually knew some special vocabulary in the art of qi-gazing. This immediately made Chen Qing's understanding of the many terms described in the art of qi-gazing, such as mountains, dragon veins, terrain directions, etc., soar. At the same time, it also made him sigh that many times, even mortals without spiritual roots know more than some cultivators.

Thanks to the help of these businessmen, Chen Qing finally made some progress in the art of qi-gazing, which had been stagnant for a long time. However, it was only some progress. The art of qi-gazing recorded not only these terms, but also many methods on how to infer the place of the spirit eye. Mastering these methods was the most difficult part. However, since Chen Qing had already learned the meaning of these professional terms, he could barely see some clues from these methods.

But according to Chen Qing's estimation, it would take him at least several years to master the art of qi-gazing, so he felt that he should comprehend it more first, so that he could use less cultivation when using his innate abilities.

Qiuyue City was reached during the period of studying the art of qigong.

"so big."

Looking at the huge city in front of them, someone in the caravan who was traveling for business for the first time exclaimed in amazement.

In front of the entire convoy, a huge city with a wall more than ten meters high and stretching for hundreds of meters appeared in everyone's eyes.

As the crowd approached, the three large characters "Qiuyue City" gradually became clear in front of everyone on the city gate that was large enough to accommodate two carriages.

After entering Qiuyue City, Chen Qing left the caravan and went to the city to ask a few people familiar with the area. Then Chen Qing left the city again and spent a day to reach the shore of Qiubo Lake.

Looking around, the lake is vast and boundless, with rippling blue waves. Even if you stretch your eyes as far as you can, you cannot take it all in.

Chen Qing nodded. Only a place with such beautiful natural conditions could produce spiritual veins, a gift from heaven and earth.

Arriving at the lake, he saw dozens of small boats scattered on the surface. Chen Qing randomly picked a small boat and asked, "Boatman, do you want to go to the lake?"

"Go, ten taels of silver per time."

A straw raincoat appeared from the small tent on the boat. Under the hat, a bearded man spoke in a deep voice.

"Row."

Chen Qing simply threw out a silver ingot and then got on the boat.

Seeing this, the boatman didn't say anything. Instead, he put away the silver ingot, held up the pole, and let the boat slowly sail into the lake.

It was noon at this time, and Qiubo Lake was bright, with the rays of light radiating from the end of the field of vision, shining brightly.