Chapter 502: Having a Meal Together
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Passing by the small island, he didn't see Yun Youzi and Li Yuhu. So he left a sound transmission note on it and made an appointment with Yun Youzi to meet here in a month.
The Cloud Wanderer was also a wanderer, so the two agreed to contact each other through this small island, and Qin Sang stayed for as long as possible.
After that, Qin Sang returned to the sunken cave and summoned the Flying Night Demon from the evil qi of the earth.
The earth's demonic energy is churning.
A demonic shadow, as if born from the netherworld, slowly emerged from the sinister energy of the earth.
Even when it saw its master, there was no expression on its face.
It has been almost a year since he put the Sky Demon back into the ground pit to recover on its own. During this time, Qin Sang focused on preparing for his pill formation and did not visit it.
From the outside, Hiten Yaksha's dantian wound was closed and his external injuries had all healed. His flesh was no longer as shrunken as when he was first injured, looking quite good.
But when Qin Sang's divine sense probed into the Fei Tian Yacha's dantian, he was disappointed to find that the Fei Tian Yacha's corpse pill was still covered in cracks and dim.
It seems that there's hardly any change compared to a year ago.
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Qin Sang frowned secretly, carefully checking the golden core of the Flying Sky Asura after a while, he realized that it was not without improvement, just the process was slow, and if you didn't pay close attention, you wouldn't be able to tell.
If there are signs of improvement, it means the treatment method is chosen correctly.
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But the recovery speed is too slow!
"Three years..."
Qin Sang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed with worry.
Three years later, the Ziwei Palace will be opened.
If he can't form a dantian, the flying sky demon will be his biggest reliance when facing danger. He must bring it in no matter what.
"It might work, after all..."
Qin Sang suddenly realized that he had thought the wrong way.
The recovery of Inuyasha in the first year was slow because his injuries were too severe. The initial stages would definitely be the most difficult, but the improvement speed should gradually become faster afterwards.
Moreover, once Feitian Yacha's injuries have improved by half, it will no longer be afraid of accidentally destroying Feitian Yacha's corpse pill. One can try to control Feitian Yacha and make it accelerate the absorption of Di Sha Qi, which might help with the recovery of its injuries.
However, this would prevent his plan from receiving the assistance of the Flying Demon.
After inspecting it, Qin Sang put the flying night demon back into its earthen pit.
Reung Lung Temple.
Xianglong Mountain.
A perpetual mist shrouds the mountain halfway up, a barrier for mortals who cannot ascend. It is believed to be a sign of immortals' dwelling.
It is widely rumored that this mountain is the dwelling place of immortals, a place known to all within a radius of several dozen miles. Over the past century, the reputation of this mountain's immortals has spread not only throughout Gu Yuan Kingdom but also to people outside its borders.
Aspirants to immortality stream endlessly.
Over the past century, the village of Shanqian evolved into a town. Gradually, even the town couldn't accommodate so many cultivators seeking immortality. The ruler of Guyuanguo, in an attempt to manage the influx, decreed the construction of a city under Mount Xianglong.
Over time, a small town rose from the ground.
And the sovereign himself chose a very popular name for it — Xiānyuán City.
Because of its location, Xian'yun City is very close to the capital city of Guyu Kingdom. This place is not a strategic location, so it is rather strange that a guard tower stands here abruptly. New merchants always can't help but curiously ask about it.
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Although no one has ever obtained fairy緣 on this mountain, countless legends circulating from Xian緣 City are constantly being renewed with fresh twists.
This year, Zhang San was taken in by a fairy master and brought up the mountain; next year, Li Si was recruited as a Daoist partner by a fairy because of his handsome appearance; there were also Daoist boys, medicinal herb collectors, and alchemy apprentices...
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In past years, only commoners and those seeking immortality would kneel and worship at the foot of the mountain every time a seasonal event occurred, praying for blessings from the immortals.
Five years ago, the ancient country of Guyu suddenly designated Xianglong Mountain as a sacred mountain and built an altar there. Every winter solstice, the king personally climbed the mountain with his aged body to offer incense and preside over the ceremony of worshipping heaven.
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After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was complete, the sovereign would reitre and stay alone at the altar for an hour.
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Every time, she went down the mountain with a disappointed expression.
This year, the winter solstice had just passed. Unusually, the crown prince presided over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Heaven, and on the night of the winter solstice, snowflakes began to fall, bringing a sudden chill overnight.
The earth is covered in a pure white blanket.
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> The following morning.
The residents of Xian'en City got up early, sweeping the snow from their doorsteps, while children frolicked in the snowdrifts. There weren't as many merchants coming into town today, and the streets were sparsely populated. Only the charcoal seller was hawking his wares.
Xian Yuan City is located in the west of Xianglong Mountain. The main street of the city faces Xianglong Mountain to the east, so this street runs from east to west. The west end connects to the West Gate of Xian Yuan City, and a straight stone road outside the city leads directly to the capital.
At this time, a young Taoist priest walked over from the east on the street.
He was wearing a clean, old Taoist robe. After the snow had stopped, the sun shone brightly and some of the snow on the streets began to melt. There were a few speckles of mud on his leg wrappings, but this did not detract from the impression the Taoist gave.
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He looks very young, only about twenty years old, but there is an aura about him that you can't ignore.
This person is Qin Sang.
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He returned to Xiangling Mountain and read through all the sound transmission talismans in Huilong Guan, discovering nothing urgent. Remembering Qi Yuanhu's advice, he slipped into the city, donned a plain Taoist robe, and disguised himself as an ordinary mortal Taoist priest.
He didn't need spiritual energy, walking in the snow and mud without caring about getting dusty. He wandered aimlessly, looking this way and that, not even knowing what he wanted to see.
By this time, he had realized that the timing of his descent was off.
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In the midst of a biting cold winter, ordinary people rarely ventured out. The streets were deserted, with few figures to be seen. Even if one wanted to observe the bustling world, there was simply no crowd to find.
"Little Taoist priest..."
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Qin Sang strode down the street, lost in thought. Should he go to the capital There would surely be more people there.
Suddenly, I heard a call.
Qin Sang looked around and saw that he was the only Taoist priest on the street. Following the sound, he saw a courtyard half-open at the side of the street. An old woman in front of the gate was beckoning to him.
The old woman was wrapped in an old, worn-out padded jacket, layer upon layer of patches, but very neatly and cleanly sewn.
She was full of wrinkles, looking to be well over seventy years old. But with Qin Sang's keen eyesight, she could tell the woman's true age wasn't that advanced; it was merely the hardship of life that had prematurely aged her.
"Little Taoist priest, are you also seeking immortals"
The old woman took a step outside, but her foot slipped. She quickly grabbed the wall and still greeted Qin Sang warmly, "Going down the mountain so early must be because it's too cold up there. Who would have thought that the snow would come this early this year! Haven't you eaten yet We just finished cooking at home, come inside and have something to eat and warm yourself up."
Qin Sang didn't know where to go, but after a moment of thought, he nodded and walked over, bowing and saying, "Thank you, kind woman. This humble Taoist is indeed hungry, so I would be grateful if I could accept your offer."
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