Longevity Begins with the Master of Weapon Refining

"King Yan, the purpose of Gu's trip is to cut off the fate of the world. He doesn't know about household registration..."

"Hey, Yue'er has already told me."

"Shilong Prefecture's household registration information is recorded in Jingzhao Mansion and is updated every year. However, there are so many people named Gu that we won't be able to find out for a while, and we have to wait for a while."

King Yan raised his glass to invite him to drink, and Gu Qing was a very honorable companion.

explained.

"You don't need to check the family with the surname Gu. Just check the birth records from seventy-one years ago, around November, in the villages in Shilong Prefecture, Xiangshan Prefecture, and Bailian Township."

Gu Qing has had Su Hui since he was born. He started to remember things as soon as he opened his eyes, and he remembered these things very clearly.

He also chose the name himself, so his biological parents were not named Gu.

When he came, he gave guidance to Yanjiangyue in advance and got vaccinated. His original intention was to check the household registration in Qishan County and find Jinyun people.

The changes that took place in Huilongguan and his party were unplanned. Although it was not stated explicitly, it was only human nature that the other party extended his desire to find his biological parents.

Nature is the perfect cover.

He didn't know what the Jinyun clan was.

King Yan was stunned for a moment when he was told this, and said in confusion.

"Master Gu, can you remember this?"

"Seventh-grade master refining the divine treasure, some forgotten things will naturally surface. If there is some information to point to, I don't have to come to Yan country to find my relatives."

“Looking for a needle in a haystack is unnecessary.”

"Hahahahahaha, I have said too much. With the details, I will definitely find out everything clearly within three days."

After being clicked by Gu Qing's pun, King Yan quickly came to his senses and said after making a promise.

"Master Gu is the genius of Baiyue Mountain and the pride of my country, Yan. I heard from my daughter that she went to Huilong Temple before coming to Yandu?"

Gu Qing nodded without showing any abnormality.

"The old Taoist deceived me into being lonely and helpless. My master died young and he was driven down the mountain during troubled times. He was only six years old at that time. He deserves to be punished for his murderous intentions."

"It deserves to be killed, it really deserves to be killed."

"Master Gu, has your wish been fulfilled?"

"The evil leader has been executed. Huilongguan has nothing to do with me anymore. If King Yan is interested, he can recruit those monks with good foundation. I have no objection."

Seeing that Gu Qing understood the wrong meaning, King Yan said no more.

He didn't think it was inappropriate, but said.

"It has been a long time since the State of Yan has produced a talented person with a clear sense of grudges and grievances like Master Gu. Taizu wants to invite you to see him. I wonder if you can give him a favor."

"Yan Taizu's hard work has made great achievements. He has a strong affection for all living beings in the Yan Kingdom. You should pay homage to him."

"Well, I will take the little friend around the palace at noon tomorrow."

After the things ordered by Taizu were completed, King Yan talked about some small things.

The general meaning is that he fell in love with Gu Qing's weapon refining skills.

I want to ask him to build some spiritual weapons. Those aristocratic families are so respectful and try their best to build a relationship. Most of their purposes are here.

After all, ninth-grade monks are still using mortal weapons and are in the basic stage of laying foundations. Eighth-grade monks have already developed immortal methods for using magic weapons.

The spiritual weapons used by seventh-grade monks are extremely rare in the world. Even the top families only have one or two heirlooms. The number is seriously insufficient. It is not easy to catch a master of weapon refining from the Yan Kingdom. How can it be possible without collecting something? !

Gu Qing only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

The four families have ruled the mortal world for so many years. No matter how poor they are, there should be good things. It is impossible for him to come up with the materials for refining spiritual weapons. Drawing some fire is also a resource.

"It's easy to say, I will stay in Yan country during this time."

"It will take at most three years to go back and prepare an underground fire chamber and related materials. It would be best if you have drawings. If not, I will make my own use of it."

"As for the refining sequence, it's up to you."

"Okay, okay."

"Master is generous."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master."

"I'll go down to discuss it later."

King Yan was a little dissatisfied when he saw the appearance of his ministers, but he didn't say much.

"Zi Ji, take the ministers to the East Palace to discuss and take out all the treasures from the bottom of the box. It will be convenient for Master Gu to choose."

"Yes, Father."

Yan Ziji, the third prince, was the one who greeted Gu Qing before, and he was also the prince.

As for the eldest prince, he died at birth, the second eldest was Yan Jiangyue, and Yan Di was the eighth.

After the longevity palace was empty, King Yan chatted with Gu Qing for a while before leaving.

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The next day.

Deep in the palace, Tai Chi Hall.

After King Yan sent Gu Qing here, he bowed respectfully to the palace, then stood at the door without saying anything and stopped moving.

Seeing this, Gu Qing pushed the door open and went in.

Taizu Yan practiced here. Since there are only seven levels of spiritual land, the Taiji Palace is almost made of spiritual stones, and the fancy ones cost at least 100,000 yuan.

Most of the spirit stones are empty, and there is only a little bit of spiritual energy gathered in them. They must have been drained and are recovering automatically.

In the center of the Lingshi Hall, there is a platform made of spiritual crystals.

Taizu Yan was sitting cross-legged above, practicing silently.

Gu Qing secretly smacked his tongue. This was a blessed land of cultivation made entirely of spirit stones. It was a heavy burden for the Yan State. No wonder it had to seek development. If it continued like this, the annual cost would be astronomical.

This alone may not be able to give Taizu Yan much help.

It just prevents him from falling into the realm. High-level monks are in a weak place all year round. The high-quality mana in the body creates pressure with the thin spiritual energy in the outside world, and there is a risk of leakage.

The principle that high-quality blessed land and cave heaven can accelerate cultivation is just the opposite. The concentration and quality of external spiritual energy exceeds the true essence and mana in the cultivator's body, and it spontaneously flows into the body.

This principle and phenomenon are more obvious the lower the realm.

At the sixth level, it is already half-free from the influence of the external environment, but whenever practicing or fighting, this influence will deepen.

To completely get rid of the constraints of the environment, you must reach the fourth level and cultivate the Dao domain and the fairy garden, so that you can have some of the aura of the source of longevity.

"Junior Gu Qing, meet Yan Taizu."

The meeting time is scheduled for the next day. King Yan and Yan Taizu must have communicated with each other. Whether they can avoid the vortex of the struggle of the human ancestor's bloodline depends on this conversation.

On the crystal stone Daotai.

Yan Taizu looks very ordinary, just like an ordinary old man, but his eyes are very sharp and domineering.

Just looking at Gu Qing brings him great pressure.

Much stronger than even Chu Tiangong and his ilk, perhaps a great cultivator who has cultivated to the middle level or even the upper level.

"Are you Gu Qing?"

The breeze blew, and the old man came to Gu Qing, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

Gu Qing then stood up.

"I am a junior. Yan Taizu wants to see me, but he has something to tell me."

"It's not a story."

Shaking his head, Yan Taizu walked to the side with his hands behind his back.

"Come, let's go to the tea room."

Gugugugu————

The purple clay teapot was lifted high, drawing a long water line, and the light green tea liquid was fragrant and full of spiritual charm.

"Please."