The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 386 The Saint’s Invitation

As soon as Ao Lanxi opened the door, Lu Qian heard a surprised voice outside the door: "Really...it's really you? I heard from my servants, but I still can't believe it."

Ao Lan laughed sarcastically and said, "Sister Linglong, long time no see."

The person who came outside the door was none other than Linglong.

Having lived together on the same grassland for more than a hundred years, it is not surprising that Linglong and Ao Lanxi are familiar with each other.

Of course, they may not all know each other.

Du Guoguo and Wang Yuanzhang have never dealt with Linglong.

Ao Lanxi had an active nature and came to Linglong Inn more than three or five times.

Linglong paused and said, "Long time no see. You are now..."

Ao Lan ridiculed: "My husband-in-law hasn't gotten up yet, does Sister Linglong want to come in?"

Ao Lanxi's words seemed not to answer Linglong's question, but in fact they did.

Lu Qian returned to Linglong Inn last night and brought Ao Lanxi and a few more people with him. Xiaolin and Xiaoyu would naturally tell Linglong what happened between them.

Linglong paused again, then said with a smile: "If you don't mind me seeing my husband, I don't care."

Hearing this, Ao Lanxi immediately stepped back from the steps at the door and made way for the door.

Seeing that Linglong had entered the house directly, Lu Qian had no choice but to sit up, wrap the quilt around him, and sit on the kang.

Linglong glanced at the people in the room, and finally her eyes fell on Lu Qian's face.

She stared at Lu Qian blankly, with an incredulous look on her face, as if she was looking at a rare and rare object.

It wasn't until Ao Lanxi coughed behind her that Linglong came to her senses. She took two steps forward and said, "I heard that you are back. I came to take a look. Is everything going well?"

The "thing" she was talking about was naturally the matter of sending Zuo Qiuling and the others into Five Color Mountain.

Lu Qian nodded and said, "It went smoothly."

Linglong looked at Lu Qian's face without blinking an eye, and said "tsk tsk" twice, "I originally thought that you would send all your ladies away, and I was worried that you would be alone. Really. Unexpectedly, within a day or two, you would bring back three more, and even our famous beauty Lan Xi was captured by you. I have never seen that you still have such ability? "

Lu Qian smiled "hehe", spread his hands, and said, "I don't think there are too many people in our store. All my people have left. I'm afraid you won't be happy."

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Naturally, Linglong didn't believe his excuse. Seeing that Lu Qian refused to say anything, she didn't ask further questions. She changed the subject and said, "The guests of our inn are back. I asked you if you are back, and will you go to see them? "

Linglong was talking about, of course, the people from the sect. Lu Qian estimated that the person who wanted to see him would most likely be Yang Hong from Qingxuan Temple.

Lu Qian thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't hurt to meet them. You go and tell them. I will go later."

"Ah."

Linglong nodded, turned and left.

Lu Qian changed his clothes and walked to the store with Ao Lanxi, Wang Yuanzhang, Du Guoguo and Jing Yanxiu.

The dark shop was almost full of people. When they saw Lu Qian coming in, hundreds of eyes were directed at him.

Lu Qian glanced at him, but before he could say anything, Duan Zhouzhao, a disciple of Qingxuan Temple, stood up, hugged Lu Qian with a fist from a distance, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, you are still fast on your feet. If you don't come back, I will I still thought I would have to wait here for two days."

Lu Qian saw Duan Zhouzhao, Yin Shijia and Yang Hong sitting at a table alone. Yang Hong was sitting at the head, but the seat opposite him was empty.

After glancing at it, Lu Qian also smiled and said, "It's just a familiar road." After saying that, he walked forward.

When Lu Qian came closer, Yang Hong suddenly stood up and gave Lu Qian a solemn salute.

Yin Shijia was stunned when she saw this scene, as if she didn't expect that the master would give such a gift to this young man. She was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to stand up with an unhappy look on her face.

Duan Zhouzhao introduced: "This is my master, Elder Qingxuan Guan. My master's name is Yang Xiahong."

After saying that, Duan Zhouzhao introduced to Yang Hong: "Master, this is the benefactor who saved Shijia and I, the shopkeeper of Linglong Inn, Mr. Lu... Shopkeeper Lu, who I told you about before."

Lu Qian returned the gesture with his hands raised and said, "Lu Qian."

At this time, Yang Hong no longer looked as lost as he did last night. He looked at Lu Qian up and down, and sighed: "Young Master Lu is really young, but he is really a talented person. Yang, thank you for saving me last night."

Lu Qian said: "Elder Yang is serious. I have some personal grudges with Wang Xuan, and there is no way to rescue him."

Yang Hongdao: "How can I repay the kindness of saving my life with just one word of 'thank you'? Please forgive me for my presumptuousness. Mr. Lu has all the skills, but I can't see the inheritance. I dare to ask what sect he comes from, or whether he belongs to a certain aristocratic family." The leader?"

Lu Qian said: "I'm just a casual cultivator."

Yang Hong nodded, apparently not surprised at all by Lu Qian's answer. He paused and said, "Master, if you have time someday, please come to our Qingxuan Temple as a guest. You will be treated as a distinguished guest."

Lu Qian said: "Elder Yang is so polite. I will definitely pay him a visit someday."

Yang Hong didn't expect Lu Qian to agree immediately, and he was overjoyed and said: "Okay, okay. We still have some common things and can't stay for a long time, so we are going back to the Middle Earth. The grassland is dangerous, sir, take care."

Lu Qian also cupped his hands and said, "See you later."

Yang Hong bowed and turned around to leave.

Duan Zhouzhao was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that his master would finish his sentence in just a few words, but naturally he didn't want to ask more questions. He cupped his fists towards Lu Qian and said, "Brother Lu, we are waiting for you at Qingxuan Temple."

Yang Hong led two disciples and was the first to walk out. The rest of the crowd stood up and walked out.

After a while, the originally bustling store became empty.

But two people did not leave.

Xiao Ran, the saint of Hantan Mountain, and a middle-aged woman in her fifties, obviously also from Hantan Mountain.

After everyone had finished leaving, Xiao Ran walked towards Lu Qian alone, came to him, cupped his hands and said: "Hantan Mountain Xiao Ran has met Mr. Lu."

Lu Qian looked at her in surprise. Xiao Ran has a very high status in Hantan Mountain. Now that their leader is dead, the remaining Hantan Mountain disciples are probably led by Xiao Ran.

At this time, Xiao Ran's expression was a little gloomy, and he was no longer as arrogant and cold as before. The leader's death was obviously a big blow to them.

The status of a sect is mostly determined by the strength of the top masters of the sect. In the entire Hantan Mountain, there are only two people in the fourth-grade cave underworld. Yu Shuilong's death has almost severely damaged Hantan Mountain.

But the worst thing is Toad Palace Mountain.

In Toad Palace Mountain, there is only one fourth-grade master, Yao Yunduan, the leader. After his death, Toad Palace Mountain may not even be able to match the "Four Swords" in terms of strength.

Lu Qian clasped his fists and said, "I have admired my name for a long time, and I ask you to show your condolences and obey me."

Xiao Ran nodded and said, "Thank you very much. The fifteenth day of February next year will be our triennial 'Jackdaw Festival' in Hantan Mountain. If you have time, please come and see me."

After saying that, without waiting for Lu Qian's answer, she took out a silver token from her sleeve and handed it to Lu Qian.

Xiao Ran said: "This is my token. If you come with this token, my disciples will guide you."

After saying that, Xiao Ran turned around and walked out.

Jackdaw Day?

Lu Qian held the token in his palm, looked down and saw a silver token the size of his palm.

The token is very well made, with the image of a snow mountain engraved on the front and a cliff on the back. There seems to be a deep pool under the cliff; on the wall of the cliff, which is as flat as a mirror, there is a word "xiao" carved on it.

This token is obviously Xiao Ran's personal possession. It is still warm in his hand.

Lu Qian glanced at the token, put it away casually, and said to himself: "It's inexplicable."

Ao Lanxi suddenly said: "Don't you understand what you mean?" Lu Qian said: "Maybe you just want to win over me."

Ao Lan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Yang Hong must have this idea. But for Xiao Ran, I'm afraid that may not be the case."

"Oh?"

Ao Lan ridiculed: "I have heard of this Hantan Mountain before. Apart from the leader Yu Shuilong, there is only one fourth-grade cave underworld in their sect. It is said that that person never pays attention to the sect's affairs. He practiced in seclusion on Hantan Mountain, almost never leaving home.

Now that Yu Shuilong is dead, the next candidate for the head position will most likely fall on Xiao Ran. "

Lu Qian pondered for a moment and said: "You mean, next year's Jackdaw Festival will be the day when Xiao Ran takes office as the head of Hantan Mountain? What does this have to do with me?"

Ao Lan smiled and said, "If my predictions are correct, this new head probably wants to get a husband who will conquer the village."

Lu Qian was startled when he heard this, turned back to look at Ao Lan Xi, and said with a look of astonishment: "You're talking about... me?"

Ao Lan raised his eyebrows at Lu Qian and said with a narrow look on his face: "Besides our extremely handsome husband, who else can we have?"

Lu Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Invite me to her inauguration ceremony as head of the company because you want to marry me?"

Ao Lan ridiculed: "My husband, you are a man, so naturally you don't understand women's hearts. Especially for someone like her, who looks repulsive on the outside, but is actually very hot inside."

Du Guoguo suddenly said: "If my husband marries her, then we... who are we?"

After hearing this, Ao Lanxi's originally funny face suddenly turned down. She glared at Du Guoguo and said: "Concubine. What else can I do? Do you think you are the real wife who has three letters and six appointments and eight sedans to carry her home?"

Du Guoguo shrank his neck and suddenly stopped talking.

Being disturbed by Du Guoguo, Aolan Xi suddenly lost interest in teasing Lu Qian. She paused and then said: "However, this Hantan Mountain inheritance has a long history, and it was once prominent in the past. I'm afraid there will be some good things, sir, aren't you tempted?"

Lu Qian said simply: "Not interested."

If it were before, Lu Qian might actually be interested in visiting Hantan Mountain.

but now……

No matter how long the heritage of Hantan Mountain is, how can it compare with what Wang Yuanzhang, the daughter of the Earthly Immortal, has in her belly?

After Lu Qian finished talking to Wang Yuanzhang, he had already planned to stay in Linglong Inn for retreat before Zuo Qiuling and the others left the mountain.

The key thing to learn is naturally Wang Yuanzhang's father's "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique".

This set of "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique" is no small matter.

Back then, after the fall of Liuyun Villa, for the inheritance of Liuyun Sword Immortal, everyone from the imperial court and major sects to the individual people in the world tried their best to obtain this set of swordsmanship.

However, this set of skills of Liuyun Sword Immortal was destroyed like Liuyun Villa, and there is no news about it anymore.

Those people back then almost turned the entire Dali upside down, but in the end they didn't even see the shadow of this swordsmanship.

It wasn't until a hundred years later that the world gradually despaired and slowly gave up, but there were still people who were desperate to find this set of swordsmanship.

No one expected that the final whereabouts of this swordsmanship would be in Wang Yuanzhang's mind.

After Wang Yuanzhang's death, as soon as he regained his spiritual power, he went to the grasslands, hiding his name, and never set foot in the Central Plains for hundreds of years.

If Lu Qian hadn't accidentally taken her in, the secret of Liuyun Villa and the whereabouts of the "Liuyun Sword Technique" would have been lost forever.

Now that he encountered such a technique, it was certainly impossible for Lu Qian not to learn it.

However, before that, one still needs to find a flying sword.

Thinking of "Flying Sword", Lu Qian immediately thought of the ancient family in Jinyang.

Jinyang is not far from here, and the Gu family has always been famous for casting famous swords. It should be no problem to ask them to make a flying sword.

However, before that, he needs to improve his cultivation level first.

The lowest threshold for practicing "Liuyun Sword Technique" is the fifth-grade Guiyuan realm.

With his current level of cultivation, he still cannot practice.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian thought of purple carboxylic acid.

This time, Lu Qian got a total of eight purple carboxylate pills. He and Wang Zirong each took two pills, and now there are six pills left.

If he is still a fellow practitioner with Wang Zirong, he can take it three more times.

With three Purple Carboxylic Pills, it is naturally impossible for him to advance to the fifth level True Spirit Realm. However, if you add potential points, there will be no problem.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian couldn't help but frown. Where did this Wang Zirong go without saying a word?

The night in the grassland is so dangerous. She is out alone all night long. Is there any danger?

All the guests left, and Linglong Inn suddenly became quiet.

However, for Linglong Inn, leisure is the norm, and the coming and going of people is an exception.

If it were opened in the Mainland, such an inn would have closed down long ago.

However, Linglong had a great time running the only inn on the grassland, and she had been doing this for hundreds of years.

The day passed by in a hurry.

Night falls again.

Lu Qian stood outside the door of the inn, looking at the north under the night, with an ugly expression on his face.

Inside the inn.

The door of the shop was suddenly opened from the inside, and Linglong walked out of the house.

She glanced at Lu Qian from a distance, then walked over and asked, "Not back yet?"

Lu Qian nodded.

Linglong sighed and said: "The grassland is so big, if you go out to look for it like this, it will be like finding a needle in a haystack."

Lu Qian said: "This is exactly what I was thinking. Sister Linglong, you have been in the grassland for so long, do you know where there are weird insects?"

Linglong was startled when she heard this and said, "Why, you, a human lady, are interested in...insects?"

Wang Zirong specializes in insect control. If there is anything that can be very attractive to her, it is probably only rare insects.

However, this possibility is also unlikely.

Wang Zirong probably left privately after meeting her sister Wang Ziyi. I don't know what Wang Ziyi said to her.

Lu Qian smiled bitterly and said, "There must be a goal. I can only make a guess."

Linglong thought for a while and said: "If it is a rare insect, then it does exist."

Lu Qian was delighted when he heard this and said, "Where?"

Linglong said: "Let's go, I will take you there."

Lu Qian said in surprise: "Are you going too?"

Linglong glanced at Lu Qian and said, "What, don't you welcome me?"

Lu Qian said: "Boss Linglong is willing to personally take action, of course I can't help but wish for it."

Linglong smiled brightly and said, "Maybe I haven't been out at night for a long time. By the way, let me see what you are capable of."

(End of this chapter)