Chapter 1957: Tea House

wer comparable to that of a Qi Refining period cultivator was a secret technique called [name of secret technique].This secret technique is quite peculiar, its origins must not be simple.Let me know...A young man surnamed Shi flipped his palm to take out two bookcases, one containing martial arts secrets and the other filled with various classics of sages.

Whenever he returned to Qianyuan Temple, he never forgot to bring these things for Yulan.

"Thank you, Brother Shi!"

Yu Lang was delighted to receive it, eager to open it. Inside were many things he had never seen before.

Just then, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew from afar. Yinhua’er returned from somewhere unknown and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

Silver skillfully hurried into the Taoist temple and saw the young man surnamed Shi in the courtyard.

The young man with the surname Shi sensed the presence behind him, turned around, and smiled: "It's Miss Yin. I didn't expect to meet you again at Qingyang Guan. Are you well"

“Shi... Dao-you, long time no see.”

Yinqiao'er subconsciously lightened her steps. She glanced at her aunt leaning against the door frame, nodded to the young man surnamed Shi, walked around in front of him, gently supported her aunt, and couldn't help but glance back at the young man surnamed Shi.

"Brother Shi, two fellow Daoists, come in and speak."

Yulan warmly invites you.

But the two women did not go in. Their gazes followed the young man surnamed Shi as he walked to the front of the hall.

The young man surnamed Shi stopped, looked at Nianhui, and asked, "Is this fellow Daoist a friend of Yin girl"

"Uh!"

Yín Qiǎo'ěr's expression was a little strange. She glanced at the young man surnamed Shi and then at her aunt before saying, "She is my aunt."

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“Oh So you’re a silver maiden as well. Shi [last name] is rude.” The young man surnamed Shi bowed to Nianhui.

"My aunt's Dharma name is Nianhui," Yin Qiaoer interjected.

“Regret…”

The young man surnamed Shi didn't show much emotion, he just nodded slightly.

At this time, Nianhui let go of the door frame with her palm and softly asked, "Daoist friend, what is your surname"

"Not bad."

The young man with the surname Shi nodded.

Yinqiao'er looked at her aunt with eager anticipation, but her aunt only nodded lightly and didn't ask any further questions. Unable to contain her anxiety, Yinqiao'er tugged gently at her aunt's sleeve.

The young man with the surname Shi seemed unaware, extending his hand forward and inviting, "Daoist Master finds it hard to leave the pass. Don't miss this opportunity. The two Daoist friends should have arrived long ago. It's first come, first served. Please go ahead."

Thank you, Shi Dao-you.

Niàn Huǐ turned and walked into the main hall. Yín Qiǎo'er was helpless and had to follow in.

Qin Sang sat behind her desk as usual, flipping through the account books, waiting for those seeking medicine to arrive.

After the three had paid their respects to each other, Nian Hui sat down opposite Qin Sang. She placed her arms on the table, revealing her smooth and white wrist.

Generally, cultivators use their divine sense to quickly assess the situation and don't need to feel the pulse.

Qin Sang still reached out his finger and placed it on Nianhui's wrist. He immediately felt something, his expression slightly changed, and he ordered: "Suppress the true essence in your body, don't resist."

After a moment of hesitation, Nianhui nodded in agreement.

Qin Sang split a strand of true essence and, along the meridians, entered her body to check the cause of the illness.

There was a profound stillness in the hall.

Yulan picked up a book and read it with great interest.

Xiao Wu was changing the offerings on the altar.

Yin Qiao'er and the young man surnamed Shi stood aside, watching Qin Sang treat Nian Hui.

Time slowly passed, Nianhui closed her eyes, her breath becoming lighter and shallower, as if entering sleep.

Silver, unable to sit still, took a step back and hesitated before saying to the young man surnamed Shi, "My aunt used to have... uh... a friend. I once saw a portrait of him in my aunt's room. His brows and eyes bore some resemblance to Daoist Shi."

A young man surnamed Shi chuckled, "Outside the Yan Kingdom, there are numerous other countries. If you include mortals, who knows how many people there are Even if two strangers look exactly alike, as if they were born from the same mother, it wouldn't be surprising."

“The friend is right.”

Yin Qiaoer hung her head, "It's just that when I last saw Shi Dao you, I suddenly thought of that painting."

“Oh I wonder what Shi looks like. How similar is he to that fellow Daoist What sect and school does that fellow Daoist belong to Is he also a cultivator from the Yan Kingdom” The young man surnamed Shi showed a hint of interest.

Yinqiao lifted her eyes, looking straight at the young man surnamed Shi. She suddenly hesitated, “His features don’t seem quite right. I…I can’t be sure. I’ve never met him. I asked my aunt, and she only said that the man was surnamed Sha, and that something had happened to his family afterward, so they lost contact. But my aunt has kept his portrait with her all this time.”

A young man surnamed Shi’s eyes flickered, “Is that so I presume Fellow Daoist Niàn Huì and that fellow Daoist have a very good relationship, right”

Perhaps! Wasn't Shi Daoyou's former Daoist temple in Yan Guo

Silver cleverly continued to press him.

The young man with the surname Shi shook his head, saying meaningfully: "The place where Shi cultivated before was much farther away than you can imagine, girl."

Yin Qiaoer's eyes widened, she couldn't imagine how far it was. Could it be the legendary places that her elders spoke of

Just as the two were whispering, Qin Sang moved his finger from Nianhui's wrist and said, "Your illness is caused by congenital deficiency. The root of the disease was treated before, but why did you stop halfway If it had been cured in one go back then, it would have definitely healed. You fell short at the last moment, missed the best time, and wasted so much time. Although you have the cultivation of a Jindan stage cultivator, wanting to cure it now is ten times more difficult than it was back then."

Upon hearing this, Nianhui's face revealed a look of astonishment.

This time she didn't come for treatment, but unexpectedly the other party not only saw through the cause of her illness, but also spoke out about that year's event in one sentence.

He couldn't help but glance back at Yín Qiǎo'er.

"I have never told my seniors."

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Yin Qiao'er shook her head repeatedly, then her face beamed with joy as she said, "Master, could you please heal my aunt Two hundred years ago, our family invited a Taoist master to prescribe a recipe for my aunt, but our Yin family wasn't as prosperous then, and we couldn't afford to refine enough elixirs. My father said that this time, as long as you can cure my aunt, no matter what is needed, our Yin family will do everything in our power and never make the same mistake again!"

"Is the elixir insufficient"

Qin Sang shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

"In my humble opinion, sir, you are not only suffering from a physical ailment but also a mental one. Since the patient himself is unwilling to seek treatment, even if I had the ability to bring back the dead and heal the living, I would still be unable to cure you."

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"No! No! Auntie definitely would!"

Yinqiao was in a hurry.

Regretting that I was silent.

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The young man surnamed Shi silently watched Nianhui's departing figure. After a while, he suddenly seemed enlightened.

Under the lamplight, the statue looked mottled and dim. The young man with the surname Shi stared blankly, lost in thought.

After a long silence, Nian Hui finally made up her mind and said in a low voice, "I agree. Please save me, Dao Chang."

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Qin Sang's gaze was like a sword, Nian Hui looking at him calmly.

After a moment, Qin Sang spread out a piece of paper and wrote down some medicinal names with a swish, "You go back, gather three batches of these spiritual herbs, and come back to Qingyang Guan in six months. Below is the consultation fee."

Yin Qiao'er took both hands, and thanked Qin Sang profusely. She helped Nian Hui up, hesitated, and asked, "Auntie, shall we go home now"

As the young man surnamed Shi brushed past, Yin Qiao'er glanced at her aunt and couldn't help but ask, "Shi Daoist friend, I wonder what famous mountain you are currently cultivating on"

"Shi resided without a fixed abode, drifting about."

A young man surnamed Shi said calmly.

“If Shi Daoist has some free time, why not go to Yinpingshan My father met you last time and was very impressed. He’s mentioned you many times,” invited Yin Qiaoer.

Seeing the two women leave, the young man surnamed Shi sat down in front of Qin Sang and respectfully said, "I was not injured this time, but I want to ask the Daoist for a medicine. Dare I ask if the Daoist can accommodate me"

This time, the young man surnamed Shi stayed at Qingyang Guan for a little longer, and he bid farewell only the next morning.

"Brother, you needn't see me off. The capital is not far from where I am active. Next time, I will go straight to the capital to find you."

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Outside the Taoist temple, the young man surnamed Shi bowed to Yu Lang and bid him farewell, carefully giving him some instructions.

"This trip down the mountain is your first time venturing out for cultivation experience. Be careful in everything you do. The Immortal Cultivation world is not like Qingyang Guan. Its cruelty far surpasses anything in the mortal realm, and even those ghosts and spirits are not necessarily trustworthy."

"If you encounter difficulties, try not to bother the Daoist Master as much as possible so as not to disappoint him."

“If anyone dares to bully you, just send a message to your older brother, and your older brother will help you solve it! Those ghosts and spirits of the Yan Kingdom are nothing to me!”

A flash of ferocity crossed the eyes of the young man surnamed Shi, and murderous aura emanated from him.

Yulang was secretly startled. Brother Shi had always been kind to him, but for the first time, he sensed such terrifying killing intent and hostility from Brother Shi.

Unknow how many killings he has gone through!

The capital of the State of Yan is not short of ghosts and spirits at the level of Yuan Ying.

But Yu Lang inexplicably believed that Shi Ge was truly bold enough to commit murder in the capital of Yan Guo, defying all consequences!

He quickly dissuaded the young man surnamed Shi, saying, "I want to enter the red dust and experience the world's emotions, so I naturally have to follow the rules of the world. If something goes wrong, I ask Brother Shi for help, I lose the meaning of tempering myself."

"Haha! Alright, brother, I'll wait and see what great achievements you accomplish!"

The young man surnamed Shi burst into loud laughter and rode off on the wind.

Having flown out not far, the young man surnamed Shi suddenly saw that there was a person standing on the mountain peak ahead. His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly landed, bowing and saying, "Master Daoist, what are your orders"

Qin Sang looked at him and said calmly, "You haven't considered using Yulan. It would be very beneficial."

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The young man surnamed Shi was terrified.

For a moment, the blood in his body seemed to freeze, and his body trembled slightly.

He wasn't sure how much the Taoist priest in front of him knew. The other's gaze seemed to pierce into his very soul, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

After a long silence, the young man surnamed Shi spoke solemnly: “Daoist Master, I assure you, my friendship with Yu Lang is genuine. He is my brother, and I would never use him!”

Qin Sang let out an 'um' and tossed over a jade bottle. "This is the pill you wanted."

"Thank you, Daoist Master, for making this happen. I will take good care of Yu Lang and the others."

The young man surnamed Shi held the jade bottle tightly and waited for a while. Seeing that Qin Sang had no other instructions, he bowed and withdrew.

Six months later.

Happy New Year.

The third day of the Lunar New Year.

But the mountain was still in the depths of winter, with no sign of spring.

Before the previous year's snowfall had completely melted, Xiao Wu and Yu Lang were about to embark on their journey.

In front of the Qingyang Temple.

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Xiaowu and Yulan, dressed in Taoist robes and carrying backpacks, turned to face their master and bowed deeply. "Master, we are going down the mountain," they said.

Qin Sang didn't give any instructions, only nodded and said, "Go."

Bidding farewell to the two disciples as they descended the mountain.

Not until they disappeared from sight did Qin Sang turn and return to the cellar.

After that, people found that both the Taoist temple and the school had new owners.

The one who had been in charge of the Daoist temple was now Dr. Liu of the village, and a new master had come to the schoolhouse.

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The Taoist temple still treats people's illnesses, and the academy still teaches, it seems nothing has changed. However, the Taoists at Qingyang Temple are becoming increasingly difficult to see, gradually becoming a legend.

Outside Jin County, two horses walked leisurely along the official road.

Yulan suggested, “Senior Sister, let's not use our magic powers. Why don't we just ride horses to the capital The imperial examination will be held this year, and there should be many students traveling to the capital for the exam along the way.”

OK!

The road was wide and deserted, with only two riders on horseback galloping away.

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Even on horseback, they were much faster than ordinary people.

These two horses were given to them by Chen Zhenqing before he left. They had been fed spiritual medicine and were plump and strong.

>Over mountains and valleys, across rivers and seas.

Yu Lang resided in a Taoist temple and was intimately familiar with the mountains, rivers, counties, prefectures, and cities of Yan State. He had already meticulously planned his route.

First, they went to the county seat and did not stop. Then they went to the state city of Nanzhu Prefecture and toured for a few days before continuing north.

Along the way, unlike in the books, the Taoist priest didn't slay demons and exorcise evil spirits every step of the way.

Inside the territory of the state of Yan, there was still peace.

They made friends with many talented people.

Although they dressed as Taoist priests, their scholarship was not inferior to that of scholars. They could easily convince the other party.

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After leaving Nanxu Prefecture, Yu Lang didn't head straight for the capital. He wanted to follow Tao Teng's example and travel around, taking this opportunity to visit Chen Zhenqing as well.

After a cursory visit to three states, they rode eastward until they reached the border between Yan and Daliang. Following the border north would lead them to Luzhou.

Yu Lang deliberately slowed his pace.

In the world, disasters are numerous, but none are more severe than war. And among wars, those at the borderlands are the most ferocious.

In the book, Yu Lang had seen too many gruesome descriptions.

Nanzhu State was adjacent to several small countries, while Daliang State was a large country comparable in size to Yan State.

That war, which took place decades ago, is documented in detail in the book.

For many years since the two nations ceased hostilities, the borderlands remained desolate. The scars of war were not easily healed.

Some county towns, even those located inland, were more prosperous than certain cities.

Furthermore, although the two countries are ostensibly at peace, there is still friction behind the scenes, with disputes arising from time to time.

Slowly heading north.

Yu Lang saw many things, and his mood became even heavier.

He recalled what his Qingyuan predecessor had said: disputes would never disappear, oppression was everywhere, and even without cultivators, the world wouldn't be peaceful.

There are countless innocent people and the weak, who are being coerced and trampled upon.

What Tao Teng needs to do is actually not simple at all!

At the Zhongning Mansion in Luzhou, Yulang and Xiao Wu met their teacher whom they hadn't seen for many years.

Upon hearing that they were going to the capital, Chen Zhenqing was overjoyed and strongly advocated for Yulang to participate in the imperial examination.

Yulan shook his head, "I still want to walk around and see, before I make a decision."

"Very well," Chen Zhenqing led them to the study and took out a pile of manuscripts, "These are the insights I've gained over many years as an official. If you want to be involved in government affairs, even if you don't hold office, you shouldn't be ignorant of these."

Yu Lang solemnly accepted it.

Social graces are precisely what he lacks.

After staying in Zhongning Prefecture for a while, they visited the local ghosts and spirits and then bid farewell to Chen Zhenqing.

After that, they walked and stopped for almost a year before finally reaching the capital of Yan.

From afar, the city walls could be seen stretching like mountain ranges in front of us, majestic and awe-inspiring in their grandeur.

Yulang gazed for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Senior Sister, what do you plan to do after entering the capital"

He would definitely go to the Tao family first and discuss matters with Tao Teng. He was afraid that his senior sister wouldn't like schemes and intrigues.

"Let's set up a teahouse."

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