Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Five days later, Jiang Yuchuan finally removed the lock from the courtyard gate.

On the afternoon of the same day the lock was removed, Qi Changqing excitedly knocked on the courtyard gate, carrying a small bamboo basket.

In fact, since the tenth day after Jiang Yuchuan 'left', Qi Changqing would come over to see him several times a day, hoping that Jiang Yuchuan would return as soon as possible.

That's why he was able to rush over immediately after Jiang Yuchuan removed the lock.

"Sir, you're finally back!"

As soon as Qi Changqing entered, his gaze was drawn to the blooming peach tree in the courtyard. "—Huh? I didn't expect that the peach tree in your courtyard is still in bloom?! Hasn't it produced any peaches yet?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Yuchuan glanced at the peach tree, then shook his head as if he knew nothing. "I saw this scene as soon as I got back."

Seeing that Jiang Yuchuan was completely unaware of this, Qi Changqing immediately told Jiang Yuchuan in detail about the blessing from the immortals that had happened in the town not long ago.

"A blessing from the immortals..."

After listening attentively, Jiang Yuchuan secretly found it somewhat amusing.

The villagers' speculation wasn't entirely wrong. Attributing extraordinary events to immortals was a perfectly reasonable and expected choice.

"Sir, do immortals really exist in this world?"

In Qi Changqing's eyes, Jiang Yuchuan was an omniscient person, so as soon as they met, he asked the question that had troubled him for many days.

"What kind of person do you think can be called an immortal?" Jiang Yuchuan asked in return.

Qi Changqing thought for a moment and replied seriously, "Immortals should live in the heavens, live as long as the sun and moon, and possess many powerful magical abilities! Like summoning wind and rain, turning beans into soldiers, moving mountains and overturning seas, and so on. In short, immortals can easily do things that we mortals cannot do."

Jiang Yuchuan nodded and then asked, "So, how do you think immortals come to be?"

"The stories say that immortals are cultivated from mortals, while others say they are born naturally from heaven and earth." Qi Changqing shook his head and said, "I don't know the specifics." He then looked at Jiang Yuchuan and asked, "Which explanation do you think is correct, sir?"

"Perhaps both statements are correct, or perhaps neither is correct," Jiang Yuchuan said with a smile. "After all, no one in this world has ever truly seen an immortal, right? Therefore, no one can give a truly correct answer regarding matters concerning immortals."

Qi Changqing thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case.

Just like what happened in town recently, no one witnessed the work of a deity.

The idea of ​​immortals bestowing blessings is entirely based on imagination and speculation. Because, apart from immortals, mortals simply don't possess such miraculous abilities. This is the main reason why everyone generally accepts the existence of immortals.

The gentleman did not give a direct answer to the question he had initially raised, but he did not deny it either.

This shows that even if the gentleman had never actually seen an immortal, he probably believed in the existence of immortals!

After Qi Changqing figured it out, he stopped dwelling on the matter. Only then did he remember that the bamboo basket he was carrying contained apricots that he had specially brought to give to Jiang Yuchuan.

"Sir, these are apricots that just ripened on my tree. They taste delicious! Please try some!" With that, she handed the bamboo basket in her hand to Jiang Yuchuan.

Jiang Yuchuan took the bamboo basket, picked out an apricot, and examined it. It was golden in color, plump and round, and looked like a good apricot full of juice. So he took a bite.

He was also very curious about what the fruits produced by the spiritual energy fluctuations caused by his breakthrough tasted like, and whether they were more delicious than those he had soaked and nourished with spiritual spring water.

As the apricot flesh enters the mouth, a unique sweet and sour flavor begins to spread.

"good to eat."

Jiang Yuchuan savored the food while nodding in praise.

Although the spiritual energy contained in these apricots was not as great as that of the fruits he had soaked in spiritual spring water, their taste and texture far surpassed the latter.

Qi Changqing raised his head to look at Jiang Yuchuan, and said with a happy smile, "I knew you would like it, sir!"

Jiang Yuchuan ate ten apricots in a row before stopping with a satisfied look on his face.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look at the peach tree in his yard, and muttered with a hint of regret, "What a pity, I couldn't eat the peaches you bore this time." Then he secretly began to look forward to them again.

The peach tree in his own yard was nurtured by him with his spiritual energy. Once it bears fruit, its taste will definitely be superior, far surpassing that of ordinary fruit trees!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's March, a time of lush greenery and vibrant life.

After nearly two months of fermentation, the story of a celestial being appearing in Qingyang Town on New Year's Day to bestow blessings, causing all the plants and flowers in the town to bloom, has spread thoroughly in the surrounding cities and towns. It has been processed and compiled into many versions, becoming a topic of conversation among people.

The reason this matter spread so quickly and so widely was entirely due to the efforts of the merchants who passed through Qingyang Town.

These merchants from all over the country, upon arriving in the town, naturally heard about this miraculous event that had recently occurred from the villagers.

Just as Jiang Yuchuan had thought, few of these merchants took this seemingly bizarre story as true, but their disbelief did not diminish their love for it.

As we all know, most people are both fascinated and afraid of stories about gods and ghosts. Stories imbued with the supernatural will always have a loyal audience, regardless of time or place.

These traveling merchants seized upon this, embellishing the stories they heard in town and recounting them to others with great seriousness during their rest stops. This was one of their few sources of enjoyment.

Once this story spread, Qingyang Town naturally became famous as well.

Once a place becomes famous, a large number of tourists will follow.

These tourists come from all walks of life, most of them just there to join in the fun. A very small number of them firmly believe in the existence of immortals and are keen on seeking them out. A very few others speculate that the wonders described in the story are unusual phenomena caused by the appearance of a great treasure, and therefore they have come specifically to search for the treasure...

In short, the entire town of Qingyang suddenly became bustling.

As the saying goes, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws, and Jiang Yuchuan never expected this situation in the town.

In order to avoid being affected by the influx of outsiders, Jiang Yuchuan kept the courtyard gate tightly closed and reduced his outings.

But the wind may be still, but the trees will not stop. Qingyang Town is, after all, just a village. Even if it is a little larger, it is still limited. After searching in vain, the outsiders who came with the purpose of treasure hunting finally turned their attention to Jiang Yuchuan's courtyard.

Sure enough, in the dead of night, when all was quiet, two masked men dressed in black leaped down from the second floor of the town's inn. With a light touch of their toes, they swiftly and gracefully sped toward the courtyard where Jiang Yuchuan was.