I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 47: Outsiders
Worshiped by the three great masters of the Daqian Dynasty.

Sword Saint Qin Wuya lives in seclusion in the academy, and Taoist Xuanqing lives in seclusion in the Imperial Observatory. Both of them stay in Kyoto all year round and hardly get involved in foreign affairs. It is not an exaggeration to say that they only obey orders and not announcements.

Only the divine detective Zhou Yin, who rose from humble beginnings and was carefully trained by the Daqian Dynasty, gradually became a heavenly detective from an ordinary detective. After becoming a master, he still worked in the Tiance Mansion, and almost all the major events in the martial arts world were handled by him alone.

The reason why the imperial court can still suppress the martial arts world and make the sects wary is at least largely due to the great detective Zhou Yin.

And now, such a pillar of society is unknown whether he is alive or dead, and Li Haotian can't help but be shocked.

The officials in the hall also saw the emperor's expression, and knew that something big must have happened. For a moment, no one in the court dared to speak, and the entire hall was silent.

Li Haotian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I feel a little unwell. Let's end the court meeting here for now. If you have anything to say, please come back tomorrow."

Xu Lianying shouted to withdraw from the court.

Li Haotian hurried into the hall.

Xu Lianying hurriedly followed.

Li Haotian stopped and turned around and said, "Please ask Grandmaster Qin Wuya and Master Xuanqing to come to the imperial study."

"I will send someone to pass on the order."

……

Hexi Road, one of the Twelve Roads of Daqian, is located deep in the Chiyan Mountains.

In a hidden valley, this place is surrounded by fog and miasma all year round and is rarely visited by people.

A tall and strong man with disheveled hair, bare chest, and a five-foot-long ghost-head sword on his shoulder, stood at a high place in the valley in a carefree manner.

He looked around the valley and said with disdain, "I think you guys are doing really badly. You are being chased by a secular court and are running around like rats. And this station is no different from a doghouse."

Several people followed behind him, all wearing hooded robes. The first one was an old man with white hair and beard. It was Si Zhiyu, the leader of the Red Dragon Sect. He smiled bitterly and said, "Excuse me, Your Excellency. Two hundred years ago, a great war broke out and the sect's inheritance was cut off. Even though I am the leader, I can only rely on other methods to barely reach the Grandmaster level."

The sturdy man sneered.

"Grandmaster? You can be called a grandmaster just like this? The grandmasters here are too cheap."

The old man was a little embarrassed and said, "It is natural that our cultivation level is not good enough for the Venerable."

"If I had known this place was like this, I would not have chosen this place. Not only is the vitality scarce, but spiritual materials are rare. It is a completely barren place. I have suffered a great loss this time."

The old man smiled awkwardly and remained silent.

The sturdy man sat down on the stone next to him.

"Tell me, who are the masters in this Daqian country?"

"As far as I know, there are nine masters above the Grandmaster level in Daqian. There are two in the imperial court, Sword Saint Qin Wuya and Xuanqing Zhenren. There are two in Lingxu Sect, headmaster Gong Daoxian and elder Long Fangrong who teaches skills, Xuantian Sect leader Le Huafeng, Blood Knife Sect leader Duanmu Xianyue, Tiansha Sect supreme elder Chu Wusheng, Silver Moon Pavilion leader Jian Lanxian, and myself."

The strong man was surprised and asked, "Only a few of them? Are there any above Grandmaster?"

"We speculate that there may be some Grandmasters in the palace. The Dragon Slaying Art that has been passed down by the Li family for more than 300 years is also a Grandmaster technique. There are quite a few Grandmaster techniques collected in the palace's inner storehouse. As for those above the Grandmaster level, there may be some in the Lingxu Sect, and recently there was also a person who reached this level."

The sturdy man was obviously not very interested in the Grandmaster and asked, "Which one?"

"Six hundred miles away from the capital of Daqian, there is a Beiquan Mountain, which was once the headquarters of the Beiquan Sword Sect. It is said that the Beiquan Sword Sect has a secret sword that can reach the level of a Grandmaster. A month ago, Jiang Hongguang, the Tianzhu Elder of Xinghai Valley, was killed by a sword in Beiquan Mountain in public. Jiang Hongguang is also a Grandmaster. Although he is nearing his death and is no longer at his peak, he is still a Grandmaster after all. If he were not a Grandmaster, he would definitely not be killed with a single sword." The sturdy man nodded in agreement and said, "Although you are a little weaker, I dare not say that I can kill you with a single sword even if I want to. It seems that you do have some strength. As for whether you have the Dao Embryo to condense the Dao Fire, we have to see him to know. By the way, what is his name?"

"I dare not confirm it. There are rumors that this person's name is Gu Yuanqing. However, my subordinates have checked and found that Gu Yuanqing was only a Yuanshi cultivator more than a year ago. I don't know what he did wrong and was imprisoned in Beiquan Mountain."

"He was still at the Yuanshi level a year ago? How is that possible?" The sturdy man was a little surprised.

"I think this is just a rumor. Even if he is a natural talent, he would not be able to reach this level in more than a year. There must be someone behind him who just doesn't want to show up."

A fly flew over and buzzed around. The strong man raised his knife, and two flashes of knife light flashed, and the fly's wings were cut off from the root. He lowered his head to take a look and laughed: "It's quite interesting. As for whether it is this Gu Yuanqing, I will know after I go and take a look."

He stuck the knife into the ground and stretched himself.

"It seems that this Daqian Kingdom is not completely without fun."

……

On Beiquan Mountain.

With his solid foundation, Gu Yuanqing completely relaxed and did everything he wanted every day based on his interests.

The imperial guards at the foot of the mountain now deliver fresh ingredients every five days. In addition, they occasionally bring delicacies from Kyoto.

Gu Yuanqing didn't feel like he was imprisoned at all while staying in the mountains.

There was even one day when he walked down Beiquan Mountain along a small path, and the imperial guards on guard pretended not to see him.

It seemed that as long as he wanted to leave, no one would stop him.

He went to the Dangyan Mountain opposite to see the waterfall, went under the natural moat to feel the rushing river, and walked through many places that he had found interesting when he looked at them from the mountains in the past.

However, he did not go too far. After testing, he found that once he walked out of Beiquan Mountain, all kinds of blessings would dim, and even his thinking would become slower.

Occasionally, he would meet people from the martial arts world and chat with them for a while. The man didn't know that Gu Yuanqing was the person who was above the grandmaster he mentioned, and he kept talking about how he saw with his own eyes how old man Tianzhu was killed with a single sword in this mountain that day.

Gu Yuanqing agreed with a smile.

Eventually, the novelty wore off and Gu Yuanqing felt a little tired and decided not to go down the mountain. The insecurity of losing the blessing of the sacred mountain always made him feel uncomfortable.

One day, he was reading in the yard when he suddenly sensed the old man coming to the gate of the yard empty-handed, hesitating and somewhat hesitant.

He waved his hand, the gate opened wide, and said calmly, "Come in."

The old man was a little panicked when he heard the voice. Finally, he took a deep breath, made up his mind, pushed open the gate and walked in.

He came in front of Gu Yuanqing, knelt heavily on the ground with a thud, and knocked his head on the ground.

"I beg you to teach me the way of my master. I will be your slave or servant. Life or death depends on your heart!" A voice came from the old man's belly.

Gu Yuanqing smiled faintly: "So you can talk."

"I once accidentally acquired the art of ventriloquism."

"Stand up and speak. In life, one should kneel before heaven, earth, and parents. I don't really like others kneeling to me, especially since you are older than me."

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