Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

But looking at the somewhat dilapidated Northern Cool City before him, Li Guanqi's childhood memories gradually resurfaced.

He didn't remember the road from Fulong Village to Northern Cool City.

He was crying too hard at the time, and his already weak body fell into a deep sleep on Su Xuan's back.

In other words...

During those eight years in Fulong Village, he didn't know how far Northern Cool City was from Fulong Village.

Standing in front of the city gate, Li Guanqi looked up at the plaque above the city gate, which was already quite old.

So...

Fulong Village was only a hundred miles away from Northern Cool City.

A mere hundred miles...

Northern Cool City and the Great Xia Sword Sect were in completely opposite directions.

Li Guanqi's mood was very complicated, but he still took a deep breath and slowly walked into the city.

There were no city gate guards, no city lord.

Because there was no profit to be made in this place, and there were almost no outsiders on weekdays.

In such a small place, almost all the young and middle-aged laborers had gone out to work.

Li Guanqi walked on the slightly deserted street, with only some small food stalls along the roadside.

The shop owners lazily lay on the chairs at the door, chatting idly about family matters.

After all, Northern Cool City was so small that the speed at which news spread was faster than that of the Observing Cloud Pavilion.

Li Guanqi scanned slightly with his divine sense and found that there were almost no young people in the city.

Only some children and old people, giving the whole Northern Cool City a sense of twilight.

Li Guanqi walked very slowly, and many shop owners did not greet him when they saw him.

Instead, they looked at him with some doubt.

This outfit was obviously worn when someone in the family passed away, or when commemorating others.

They were a little puzzled, but they hadn't heard of any old people in the city passing away.

Li Guanqi looked at the familiar shops in his memory.

A warm smile appeared on his face.

He had begged for food at many of these shops.

These people were very kind and didn't let him starve to death in that cold winter...

But... some people were still there, while others were gone.

Decades had passed, and some people had become old and frail.

Soon, Li Guanqi saw an old woman tremblingly tidying up a steamer.

Li Guanqi stopped.

Li Guanqi rubbed his eyes, his eyes slightly red.

If he remembered correctly, the old woman was a charming and beautiful woman back then.

How... how did she suddenly become gray-haired and hunched over?

Time was merciless, and he had been cultivating for more than twenty years.

Cultivators could maintain their youthful appearance and not eat grains.

But how could a mortal resist the erosion of time?

The old woman had a kind face and round cheeks, so she hadn't starved herself.

"Cough cough..."

The old woman coughed lightly, frowned and clenched her fist,捶了捶chest, and felt better.

Her slightly cloudy eyes swept across the street, and the hand holding the steamer suddenly trembled slightly.

Li Guanqi's pair of tearful white eyes were too familiar to her.

But she didn't dare to think about it, if calculated according to the time.

The poor little blind man in the city back then would be in his forties now, right?

The old woman shook her head and smiled bitterly, then took a handkerchief and began to wipe the table again.

The small shop was less than ten feet long and wide, but it was cleaned very neatly by the old woman.

Li Guanqi took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the old woman.

"Can you get me something to eat?"

The old woman looked Li Guanqi up and down, and seeing that he had a ruddy complexion and was dressed properly, she thought he was some kind of swindler.

The old woman said with a straight face.

"There are leftover buns from the morning, three coins a籠, you have to pay first if you want to eat."

"You can't eat for free..."

Li Guanqi smiled secretly, he didn't expect that after so many years, Sister Hui was still so sharp-tongued but kind-hearted.

If he remembered correctly, the old woman's name was Jiang Hui.

She was a widow, her husband died working outside in his early years, and she had no children.

Li Guanqi's eyes showed a hint of恍惚.

He pretended to take out three copper coins from his arms and said softly.

"Then give me a籠 of buns, no vinegar, no heating, just cold ones."

Jiang Hui frowned, but didn't say anything, and tremblingly walked to the stove.

Li Guanqi went into the house and sat down, looking around.

This was the first time he had entered this house, back then he was just leaning on the door expectantly.

Because when Sister Hui steamed buns, the heat wave would make him feel very warm.

Jiang Hui never drove him away, and when she sold out her breakfast, she would give him a few leftover buns.

But when he was young, he was thin-skinned and embarrassed to come every day...

So the buns he often took were overnight cold buns.

"Eat slowly, the chopsticks are next to you."

After saying that, the little old woman went to rest.

Li Guanqi could feel the other party's scrutinizing gaze even with his back to the old woman.

Li Guanqi didn't use chopsticks, but grabbed the bun with his hand and held it in his hand.

He closed his eyes and took a bite, the salty meat bun flavor filled his mouth.

Tears dripped down his cheeks, and Li Guanqi murmured in a slightly choked voice.

"Sister Hui... after so many years... why are your buns still so salty."

The old woman撐着the table and suddenly stood up.

"You... you are! Li Guanqi?"

She saw Li Guanqi's tearful appearance and finally confirmed that he was the little blind man back then.

The old woman's eyes were red, and she walked towards Li Guanqi, shaking slightly with her mouth pursed, and stretched out her hand.

Li Guanqi stood up and turned to look at the old woman, nodding repeatedly.

The old woman trembled and stepped forward to hug Li Guanqi, saying with emotion.

"Not dead... it's good that you're not dead..."

"Back then, I hadn't seen you for a long time... I thought... I thought you had frozen to death."

"I looked for you in the city for a long time... a long time..."

The old woman hugged Li Guanqi and gently patted him on the back.

It could be heard that the old woman was very happy, her voice full of rejoicing.

Li Guanqi slowly bent down and opened his mouth in a slightly trembling voice.

"All those years... thanks to you."

The old woman didn't speak, just patted him hard.

Li Guanqi said softly: "Sister Hui, I went to cultivate immortality."

"Now I... am very powerful, powerful to the point of being in the sky."

The old woman sighed and couldn't help but said.

"What if you are powerful to the point of being in the sky, can you make this old woman young again?"

"I don't have many years to live."

The old woman's eyes couldn't stop looking at Li Guanqi.

That face seemed to be stuck at around twenty years old.

The corners of Li Guanqi's mouth rose slightly,扶着the old woman's arm.

A strand of pure Yuan Power wandered through her whole body, and all the old woman's chronic ailments were swept away!

The old woman suddenly felt that her breathing was much smoother, her waist didn't hurt anymore, and her body straightened a lot.

She stared at Li Guanqi with wide eyes.

Li Guanqi just smiled and didn't speak.

The two sat opposite each other behind the counter, Li Guanqi took out a jade bottle from the storage ring and sealed the aura inside.

He handed the jade bottle to the old woman, holding her dry hands, his heart filled with mixed feelings.