Infinite true path

More than twenty years have passed, and the Green Willow Alley in the south of Qingzhou City has already undergone earth-shaking changes. The street scene here is very different from when Huan Yin and his wife first moved here, but the biggest change is not the things and environment, but the people.

Wang Po has been dead for many years, and even Lu Shu passed away eight years ago. Except for Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu, no one is left among the old neighbors in Green Willow Alley in the south of the city. At this moment, Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu's neighbors are already the next generation, even two generations older.

On this day, Huan Yin, whose hair and beard were all white, and Ruan Shushu, who was no longer beautiful due to aging, walked slowly in the green willow alley with their backs to the sunset.

The two of them just went for a walk and bought some vegetables to prepare dinner at home. The couple has spent more than forty years in Qingzhou City, and they have spent more than half of the eighty years they originally planned to become mortals.

"Uncle Huan, are you coming back from a walk with Auntie?" On the street, a man in his forties greeted Huan Yin and his wife.

This man is the son of Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu's old neighbor, and they have always had a good relationship with them.

Huan Yin smiled and nodded: "Tian'er is not bad, go out and have a look, lest you don't see it in the future!"

The man laughed and said, "Who in the south of the city doesn't know that you two are in good health? I think you are going to be a hundred years old!"

Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu are already well-known in the south of the city for their tough bodies. At an advanced age, the two old people have no children and no one to rely on, but they still live well and even do things better than the young people. Not much different.

It is also for this reason that the neighbors admire Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu very much. In addition, they are known to be good people, so the neighbors also respect them.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, the current Emperor of Qingzhou, who is also the head of the Wuliang Sect. For some reason, he still comes to the courtyard of Huan Yin and his wife from time to time, sitting there for as little as half an hour, or as long as I would stay for a whole day before leaving.

"Uncle Huan, the emperor is here. Go and have a look." When Huan Yin and his wife walked not far from the door of their courtyard, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the opposite side. It belonged to Mrs. Wang. The younger daughter was talking to them.

Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu both said "Oh", exchanged greetings with her, and then turned to see Wei Qianlong.

Wei Qianlong still looks like a young man now, which is the best proof that he has cultivation skills and is quite profound.

Huan Yin stepped forward and opened the door to his courtyard, then walked in with Ruan Shushu and Wei Qianlong and closed the door.

"Have you brought it?" Huan Yin smiled slightly, and the feeling of aging on his body was immediately reduced by half.

Wei Qianlong nodded and took out a storage bag: "Everything the master wants is in it, but what does the master want them for?"

Huan Yin took the storage bag and scanned it with his consciousness, then nodded and said, "There are some Yu Bingvines missing. You can find a way to find them again."

Then he glanced at Wei Qianlong and continued: "These are the materials for making swords. Although I didn't teach you how to make swords, you should be able to tell."

"With these things and what I have now, I should be able to make a good sword. Your wife and I have been mortals for eighty years and have made swords every day, but they are all ordinary swords."

"So I thought, before I get too old to walk, I can actually forge a fairy sword during my mortal transformation to see how far I can go."

Wei Qianlong was shocked: "Master wants to forge a fairy sword!"

Huan Yin said: "You have studied Taoism with me for so many years, and now you have some cultivation. So I think I will give you a fairy sword to support you as the head of Wuliang Sect!"

Although Wei Qianlong's cultivation has progressed rapidly under Huan Yin's teaching and his own efforts, Qingzhou had no Taoist tradition in the past, so it naturally lacked the treasures of the Immortal family. Now the Immortal Sword he, the head of the Wuliang Sect, uses is only a fourth-grade Immortal Sword, and he went to Linzhou to buy it, which is really a bit embarrassing.

Wei Qianlong knew that the master could make swords, and he also knew that the master's skills were extraordinary. But he himself knew nothing about sword-making, and since Huan Yin only forged ordinary swords, he didn't know what kind of fairy sword the master could make.

Of course, after so many years, it was even more impossible for him to take the initiative to ask his master to give him a sword, so he had never seen Huan Yin's sword-making skills, and he didn't have high expectations for his magic weapon.

Now Wei Qianlong was naturally very grateful and bowed deeply to Huan Yin: "Master, I really don't know how to repay you for your kindness."

Huan Yin now finally understood the reasons for Wei Bing's many selfless sacrifices to him, so he replied: "Your hard work in cultivation is the best reward for me."

Then he asked again: "Which grade of immortal sword do you want?"

Wei Qianlong now knows the grades of fairy swords very well. He showed hesitation after hearing Huan Yin's question. In fact, the immortal sword he wanted was a seventh-grade sword, or in other words, the seventh-grade sword was what he dreamed of. However, he was afraid that this would embarrass his master, so he did not blurt out his wish. In the end, he only said respectfully: "Master, disciple... I would be very satisfied if I could have a sixth-grade immortal sword!"

Huan Yin laughed: "You kid, you don't tell the truth."

Then he waved his hand again and said: "Okay, take some time to get me some more Yubing vines for me. It doesn't need to be too much, just three feet long. I'm afraid I will have to retreat for a while. If it's urgent, don't come to me. Please ask your Uncle Tianshi and Master Ni for advice on cultivation matters."

Wei Qianlong knew that Huan Yin might have to concentrate on making swords in seclusion, so he bowed deeply again and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, master."

From that day on, Huan Yin began to retreat. However, he did not start to actually forge the sword. Instead, he took out the top-quality magic furnace that he bought from Yijian Peak and entered it to start practicing.

After so many years, Huan Yin has not forged a fairy sword seriously for a long time. However, his current sword-making skills are far better than before he became a mortal. This is all because he has persisted in forging mortal swords every day for these years.

Forging swords, whether for making mortals or refining immortals, is actually a different process with the same goal, there is no big difference. Even if the final product is different, you can gain the same understanding and experience of sword making.

Now that Huan Yin has been practicing for more than forty years, he feels that he has the possibility of touching the realm of Qixian. But he is not sure yet, so he wants to do his best to make a sword and give his apprentice a good sword to prove himself!

Huan Yin stayed in the Phantom Furnace and did not come out for two full years. During this period, Wei Qianlong came to see him many times and brought the Yubing Vine that Huan Yin wanted, but he never saw Huan Yin himself.

Two years later, Huan Yin came out of the phantom furnace, looking even older, with red eyes, obviously exhausted. But at that time, his eyes were shining with indescribable joy.

After Huan Yin came out, he slept for three days and three nights, and then began to retreat again. But this time, the place where he retreated was not the Phantom Furnace, but the deepest part of the earth, where he had absorbed the earth fire before.

This time, he started to actually forge the sword, and he didn't let anyone disturb him at all.

In this way, Huan Yin stayed deep in the ground for another ten years. In these ten years, he never appeared. Not only Wei Qianlong had not seen him, but Ruan Shushu and Xiaotian had not seen him either.

One night ten years later, it was already dark, but it was not too late. The night market in Qingzhou City had just opened, and the alleys in the city were full of citizens.

In the Wuliang Sect, Wei Qianlong spread his cross-legged legs, stood up, and said to the hundreds of people in the hall: "As members of my Wuliang Sect, you must always remember that there is no limit to the way of this world. There is no strongest technique, all are infinite. As long as you keep this in your heart, you have truly entered my Infinite Sect and understood the way of my Infinite Sect!"

A young disciple in the hall who looked to be in his early ten years stood up and bowed to Wei Qianlong: "Master, did you discover the Infinite Way on your own?"

Wei Qianlong shook his head: "I also have a master. He is unpredictable and unimaginable."

This was the first time that everyone heard Wei Qianlong say that he had a master, and they were full of curiosity. In their hearts, the leader is already extremely powerful, so what will happen to the master?

At this moment, the entire Dharma hall suddenly began to shake, shocking everyone in the hall.

At the same time, the entire Qingzhou City, with Wuliang Gate as the center, was shaking continuously within a radius of about five miles, as if a great disaster was about to come.

The people in the city had long been panicked, while the disciples in the Wuliangmen Dharma Hall looked at Wei Qianlong with horrified expressions, waiting for the master's judgment.

"Follow me out and have a look!" Wei Qianlong made a prompt decision and rushed out of the Dharma Hall with his disciples. He saw in the square at the center of Wuliang Sect, a fiery red light rushed out from the ground and reached the sky!

Everyone was shocked by this strange phenomenon. They kept pointing at the fiery red light and talking, some were frightened, some were curious, and some were shocked.

No disciple of Wuliang Sect dared to get close to that light, not even Wei Qianlong himself. Because the coercion emanating from that light was so strong that no one of them could resist it.

Gradually, the citizens of Qingzhou also saw the fiery red light, which was like a pillar, lighting up the night sky.

"It's the Wuliang Sect and the changes caused by the immortal masters of the Wuliang Sect. Don't panic, everyone, it's our Qingzhou Emperor who is using his great powers!" A mortal pointed at the beam of light and shouted to the surroundings.

Gradually, the ground stopped shaking, and everyone finally calmed down, looking at the light beam in trance, wanting to see what would happen.

"Into a sword!" Suddenly, an old voice came from below the ground. The ones who heard it most clearly were the disciples of Wuliang Sect who were closest to the light pillar. They all widened their eyes, wanting to know who the owner of this voice was.