This is how immortals are cultivated

Fang Suichu left the Jin family's ancestral home and quickly flew towards an official road outside Tongcheng Prefecture.

That’s right, it’s flying.

After refining the Qi, the bridge between heaven and earth is opened, and one can breathe in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. One already has a certain ability to control Qi, and with sufficient Qi, one can even fly for a short period of time.

Now Fang Suichu feels light and energetic, and can fly longer distances.

The phrase "reborn" is not in vain. Fang Suichu is no longer a mortal. Although he is not a real immortal, he can still be considered a pseudo-immortal like a "land immortal".

Beside the official road, a carriage was parked.

Although the carriage is not impressive in appearance, its workmanship and materials are of the highest quality, and with a good horse, it is obvious that the owner of the carriage is either wealthy or noble.

This carriage was naturally prepared by Jin Bailu on Fang Suichui's behalf.

His original plan was to help Jin Bailu resolve the fight if everything went well and then leave.

Of course, it’s the same now.

Fang Suichu fell from the sky and sat in the position of the coachman driving the horses.

The two people in the carriage naturally noticed the commotion. The curtain was lifted, revealing two heads.

"Is the matter done? Did something unexpected happen?" Li Qingming asked seriously.

After all, even an ordinary person could feel the aura of Zhen'e and the roar, as well as the blood light that appeared in the sky.

It happened that Fang Suichu was at the Jin family at that time, so naturally she had such an association.

"It's done. But it's a little complicated. We'll talk about it along the way."

Seeing Fang Suichu's bright and clear face, not injured, and his cultivation level apparently improved, the tension on the two women's faces disappeared and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now, let's set off and go back to my home." Fang Suichu said loudly.

Going home to resolve some of the "cause and effect" left over from your previous life, you can completely let go.

As Fang Suichu swung the reins in his hand, the horses pulling the carriage neighed and started running.

(End of this volume)

Conclusion

There are currently two main plots in this book. One is the immortal cultivation and upgrade line, where the protagonist explores the realm on his own and becomes an immortal along the way.

The other is the career line, which is to spread the immortal way created by the protagonist himself and be respected as the ancestor.

To do great things, do great things with your teeth.

By the next volume, you can almost mark out your territory, spread the way of immortality, and establish your own power.

Then the emotional line is also advanced.

That’s about it.

Volume: Volume 2

Chapter 77 Jingzhou

Jingzhou is a land of mountains and rivers, with tens of thousands of peaks, where piled rocks block the clouds. Within them, ravines crisscross and flow down into streams. To the north, a high mountain, Taihe, intercepts clouds and gathers rainwater, which eventually flows through the terrain, transforming into streams and rivers among the mountains, ultimately converging into the Jinglan River.

Because of its unique geographical location surrounded by mountains, thousands of years ago, before the establishment of other states, this area was a distinct community. Even several generations ago, when the State of Wu imposed 100,000 laborers and invited divine beings to open up the mountains and open up valleys, completely incorporating Jingzhou into its territory, the area still maintained its unique customs.

It was on the mountain path among the mountains that the two were trudging along with great difficulty.

Judging from their clothes and decorations, they are undoubtedly a master and a servant, but they are about the same age.

The young man who served as the master wore a leather cap and a green robe. Although he was on a difficult and rugged mountain road, he looked at the surrounding scenery excitedly.

The servant behind him was leading a pack horse. Looking at the misty cliff only five feet away, he couldn't help but gasp.

But at this moment, a voice of chanting was heard, and it was the excited scholar who was praising loudly:

"The peaks reach the sky only a few feet away, and withered pines hang upside down on the cliffs... This Jingzhou Xianling Pass truly lives up to its reputation."

Hearing the young man's praise, the servant's face turned bitter:

"Sir, don't recite poems or sing songs at a time like this. How long will it take before we can get out of here..."

The young man sighed at his servant's words.

"Although the mountain path is difficult, the scenery is truly remarkable. Alas, you lack some wisdom and insight."

"But don't worry, we will be able to get out of this mountain before dark today."

In this relationship of master and servant, the young master was called Zhang Jingsheng, and the servant was called Zhang Fu.

Although they are nominally master and servant, they are actually playmates since childhood.

Hearing that they would be able to walk out of the mountain in half a day, Zhang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he thought that it would be dark by the time they left the mountain and there might be no village or town for them to stay, Zhang Fu couldn't help but shrink back.

"Sir, I've heard there are many spirits and ghosts here, and the people are ignorant and fierce, and they love to perform sacrifices."

The State of Wu governed eighteen states, with the vast plains of Yunzhou as its center. Three states, including Jingzhou in the south, were located on the edge of the territory. Compared with other states, the mountainous and hilly states here were naturally considered to be poor and barren.

"What are you afraid of? Even though the customs and customs may be different, this is still the territory of Wu. It's the land of Wu."

Zhang Jingsheng comforted Zhang Fu.

Ordinary people would not leave the villages, towns or cities where they lived at will.

After all, some things in the wild are simply too deadly for ordinary people.

If they wanted to travel far, they would usually travel with fellow villagers, led by experienced elders. If the distance was far, they would have to pay to join a long-distance caravan. If they had money, they could even hire a professional escort agency to provide them with transportation.

Entering Jingzhou, there were only Zhang Jingsheng and Zhang Fu, the master and servant. Judging from their attire, especially Zhang Jingsheng's, it was obvious that they were not from wealthy families, so how could they afford to hire a escort team to travel across the state?

"Actually, we can just wait for the caravan." Zhang Fu muttered softly.

Before entering Jingzhou, the two had stopped in a large border town in neighboring Cangzhou. They had originally intended to board a caravan bound for Jingzhou, but for some reason, the caravan's departure was postponed.

This left the two of them to travel alone.

"If I wait until the caravan sets off, I'll definitely miss the deadline. Missing the deadline is a serious crime, and I don't want to be punished as soon as I get there."

"Besides, as I said before, since this is still the territory of the Great Wu, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Zhang Jingsheng spoke with confidence.

The caravan escort team dared to trek in the wilderness because there were naturally experts in the team who had some skills.

Zhang Jingsheng believed that his methods were no less capable than those of the old-fashioned caravans or escort agencies.

The reason they are willing to join the caravan is simply to have more people to look after each other and to provide some psychological comfort of being in a group.

The two continued to move forward and finally walked out of Jingzhou Xianling Pass before the sun set.

Although it is still a mountain road, the scenery of the thousand-foot cliffs on the top of the mountains is no longer there.

Looking up at the sky which was already getting dark, Zhang Jingsheng said to Zhang Fu:

"It's almost sunset, let's find a place to stay first."

It is common sense for travelers that you should never walk around casually in the wilderness or forests at night.

The two found a stream in the forest and walked along it, intending to find an open place to settle down and light a bonfire to spend the night.

But unexpectedly, there was a ray of hope, and I saw a path in the forest that was obviously created by humans.

Looking more closely, there are indeed traces of woodcutting around the forest, indicating human activity.

"Is there a village nearby?"

Zhang Fu spoke with a look of joy on his face.

The village represents safety, at least much safer than the wilderness.

"It looks like that."

Zhang Jingsheng observed the surrounding environment and nodded.

The village is not far from here. In that case, there is no need to look for a place to stay now. We can just find the village before it gets completely dark and stay overnight.

The two of them immediately walked along the path. As it got dark, they saw a fire ahead.

The presence of fire meant there were people living there, so the two of them couldn't help but quicken their pace. However, when they got closer, they discovered that the light they saw from afar was actually two red lanterns hanging in front of the door.

That was not a village, but a village.

The white lime-washed courtyard wall showed that this seemed to be a wealthy family.

But when they saw this Zhuangzi, both Zhang Jingsheng and Zhang Fu stopped.

The master and servant exchanged glances. Although it was dark and they couldn't see each other's expressions, they both tiptoed back in tacit understanding.

The most dangerous thing in the wild mountains and forests is not the forest itself, but the abrupt buildings in the forest, such as temples or manors.

Since they dared to walk outside alone, they naturally have some common sense.

The two retreated to their previous position and only breathed a sigh of relief when the lantern light disappeared from their sight.

"Young Master, what should we do now?" Zhang Fu asked, taking Zhang Jingsheng as his backbone.

"Stay away, then find an open area and light a fire. Neither of us should sleep tonight, but stay awake until dawn."

Zhang Jingsheng spoke in a deep voice.

The two continued to walk in opposite directions, but soon after, they saw two flames in front of them again.

The two of them came to the village again.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Zhang Jingsheng's forehead.

When you get here, there is only one road. If you go straight on this road, it is absolutely impossible to get lost.

"Sir, this..."

Zhang Fu lowered his voice, but he could still hear him breathing heavily and his heart beating rapidly.

Zhang Jingsheng shook his head, patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder, and signaled them to go back and see what was going on.

But when the two turned around again, they saw torches and footsteps.

The two men just thought of hiding in the woods on both sides, but it was too late. The torch had already illuminated the view ahead.

The man holding the torch saw Zhang Jingsheng and the other man, and Zhang Jingsheng also saw the three people holding torches.

Chapter 78 Zhuangzi

In the firelight, they stared at each other.

Zhang Jingsheng saw the man holding the torch. He was a young man wearing a brocade robe, with a slender figure and handsome appearance.

Behind him followed two young women, as pretty as flowers and dressed in tight-fitting clothes.

None of the three looked like the people in the alleys in the field, especially the two women. The one with a heroic look had a certain aura that made people dare not linger on her for too long.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Jingsheng would have exchanged a few words of greeting and made some friends, but in this situation, it became awkward and put him in a dilemma.

Especially when Zhang Fu beside him asked in a nervous voice, "Is it a human or a ghost?", Zhang Jingsheng became even more nervous.

But when the young man in the Taoist robe heard this, he showed an interested look on his face:

"Do you think I'm a human or a ghost?"

These words made Zhang Fu choke and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Zhang Jingsheng touched the thing in his arms at this moment, and then he let out a long sigh:

"Brother, please forgive his careless words."

"In this emergency, please extinguish the torch. There may be something ahead..."

Before Zhang Jingsheng finished speaking, he heard a creaking sound behind him.

The door of Zhuangzi was opened.

An old man and two maids walked out.

The two maids were holding big red lanterns in their hands, with the word "喜" (happiness) written on them, emitting an enchanting red glow.