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

Qi Changqing never imagined that when he woke up, the world outside had undergone earth-shattering changes.

All the other guests, the waiters, and the chefs have disappeared.

In the vast inn, only he and his master remained. Apart from their room, the entire inn was completely destroyed. The lobby, in particular, was covered in burn marks, and amidst the ashes, he even discovered two charred corpses.

With such a scene, Qi Changqing knew without a doubt that a fierce battle must have taken place here last night.

What puzzled Qi Changqing was that such a destructive battle would inevitably cause quite a commotion, but why had he been sleeping so soundly last night and hadn't heard a thing?

Faced with Qi Changqing's doubts and inquiries, Jiang Yuchuan did not hide anything and told him what had happened last night.

After learning the details, Qi Changqing felt regretful and disappointed that he had not been able to witness it in person, but he also knew that his teacher must have had his reasons for doing so, so he did not have any complaints in his heart.

The inn was now completely abandoned. After Qi Changqing got up, Jiang Yuchuan didn't stay any longer. The two quickly tidied up and set off immediately.

It took Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing about a month and a half to finally arrive at Qiuyue City.

As one of the five major capitals of the Great Qian Dynasty, Qiuyue City is comparable in prosperity to Sheng'an City.

The two went to Qiuyue City first because Ziyun Mountain, where Baiyun Temple is located, is near Qiuyue City.

Jiang Yuchuan's trip was ostensibly to visit an old friend, and after such a long and arduous journey, he should at least rest before making the visit. Only then would it appear respectful and proper.

Upon entering Qiuyue City, the first thing Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing did was to find the most famous restaurant in the city and have a big meal.

This seems to have become a routine for the two of them.

No matter the size of the city, the two of them would make this trip whenever they passed through.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Qi Changqing suddenly had a whim to pick out some gifts for Xuanxi and Lingzhan in the city.

After all, Xuanxi had taught him martial arts for a long time when he was in Qingyang Town. As a junior, it would be inappropriate for him to come empty-handed on his first visit.

Upon hearing that Qi Changqing was going to choose a gift for Xuanxi, Jiang Yuchuan thought about it and felt that it would be rather unseemly to go up the mountain empty-handed, so he also decided to give Xuanxi a gift.

Jiang Yuchuan already had a gift: the pills he used to practice his cultivation. He just needed to buy a dignified and antique gift box to put the pills in.

Following Jiang Yuchuan's advice, Qi Changqing bought two jars of the most famous wine in Qiuyue City for Xuanxi, and chose a jade pendant for Lingzhan to wear.

After purchasing all the necessary items, it was already dark. Jiang Yuchuan found a nearby inn and took Qi Changqing to check in.

The next morning.

Jiang Yuchuan led Qi Changqing away from Qiuyue City and headed towards Ziyun Mountain.

Ziyun Mountain is only seven or eight miles away from Qiuyue City. At Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing's pace, they arrived at the foot of Ziyun Mountain in half an hour.

The main gate of Baiyun Temple is located halfway up Ziyun Mountain.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, one can vaguely see several winding, stepped paths extending from the mountainside all the way to the summit. On both sides of the paths are rows of houses and pavilions arranged in a staggered manner.

When Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing arrived at the main gate of Baiyun Temple, they were stopped by the young Taoist priests guarding both sides.

"This is a strategically important area of ​​the sect. Do you two have an invitation? You may not enter without one."

"I wonder if Daoist Lingzhan is on the mountain?" Jiang Yuchuan said to the Daoist guarding the mountain gate. "If he is, please inform him."

"Do you know Senior Brother Lingzhan?"

Upon hearing one of the Taoist priests ask a question, Qi Changqing immediately replied, "Of course we know him! We're very familiar with him!"

The two Taoist priests exchanged a glance. "Please wait a moment, I'll go and inform Senior Brother Lingzhan." With that, one of them turned and ran up the mountain.

A short while later, Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing saw the Taoist priest and Ling Zhan walk down together.

When Ling Zhan saw who the two guests who had called for him were, he was clearly stunned for a moment, then bowed and greeted Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing:

"Mr. Jiang, Senior Brother Qi."

"Junior Brother Lingzhan."

Qi Changqing smiled and returned Ling Zhan's greeting.

"Mr. Jiang and Senior Brother Qi, have you come here to see Grandmaster Xuanxi?"

Since returning to Baiyun Temple, Lingzhan has heard Xuanxi talk a lot about how good her life was in Qingyang Town and how she and Mr. Jiang got along so well.

Jiang Yuchuan nodded and smiled, "Changqing and I happened to be traveling here, and since we hadn't seen Daoist Xuanxi for a long time, we took this opportunity to pay our respects."

"My grandmaster is currently in the mountains. Please come with me, sir and senior brother."

After saying that, Ling Zhan led Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing up the mountain.

After the three left, the two Taoist priests guarding the mountain gate looked at each other, unable to recover from the conversation they had just heard for a long time.

Led by Ling Zhan, Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing climbed the steps and arrived at the top of the mountain.

Wearing a straw hat and dressed as an old farmer, Xuanxi was watering and fertilizing her vegetable garden when she heard several footsteps approaching from afar. She stopped what she was doing, stood up, and looked up.

Upon seeing this, he was instantly stunned.

"Living in the mountains and fields, Daoist Xuanxi is truly enjoying himself."

Upon hearing Jiang Yuchuan's voice, Xuanxi snapped out of her daze, quickly put down the wooden ladle in her hand, and happily went to greet him.

"A rare guest indeed! I have been thinking of you and longing for you every day, and now you have finally arrived!"

"Greetings, Daoist Xuanxi!"

Qi Changqing bowed to Xuan Xi, who was striding over, and then handed over the two jars of wine he was carrying in his other hand. "This is a gift from junior to Daoist Xuan Xi. I wonder if Changxi would like it?"

"I like it, of course I do!"

Xuanxi smiled and accepted the wine, then reached out and patted Qi Changqing's head. "I like anything that Xiao Changqing gives me!" Then her gaze fell on the gift box in Jiang Yuchuan's hand, and she feigned surprise. "Mr. Jiang, did you also bring a gift for this old Taoist?! This makes this old Taoist feel quite flattered!"

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and said, "Since this is my first visit, I shouldn't come empty-handed. I hope you won't find this small gift too much."

"Sir, you are always good at joking."

Xuanxi smiled and took the gift box from Jiang Yuchuan's hand. "If what you take out from Mr. Jiang is a 'small gift,' then everything else in this world used for gift-giving is probably worthless!"