Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"What is life and death? What is life and death? What I seek is nothing but a Tao. Now that I have chosen my goal, I will just focus on moving forward. Life and death are meaningless to me!" Yang Ling opened his mouth and exhaled the turbid air that had accumulated for many days. Suddenly, he felt his eyes become clear, and the melodious sound of the Tao came to his ears.

He did not notice that a strong light golden light was emanating from his body and countless great laws were flying out from him.

The souls that were competing for the opportunity to go first at the pond of rebirth also stopped fighting at this time.

When Yang Ling opened his eyes again, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then returned to normal.

He twisted his wrist lightly and a seal was quietly formed.

Soon afterwards, there was no trace of him by the pond.

Those souls that had temporarily coexisted peacefully due to the influence of the great laws on Yang Ling's body began to fight fiercely again after he left.

Yang Ling's figure appeared on the road of reincarnation. He walked along this road in his memory, step by step, in the direction he came from.

At the end of the road of reincarnation, Xu Fu lay on the ground like a dead body.

He looked forward to Yang Ling's return every day, and at the same time he was constantly reflecting on his past behavior.

If he could do it again, he would never show the slightest bit of cowardice, and would never separate from his master.

When Yang Ling returned, Xu Fu was still lying on the ground, muttering to himself.

He hadn't eaten for a long time. There was no one here and no food or water.

Although Xu Fu, as a practitioner, had long been able to go without food, the torment of loneliness and self-blame made his spirit increasingly depressed, and now he was no different from a beggar in Xianyang city.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ling stood in front of Xu Fu's head, gently stepped on his face, and asked in confusion.

"Master... Master?" Xu Fu opened his eyes and looked at the person who was stepping on him.

As half of his face was covered by the sole of his foot, he could only stare at Yang Ling blankly with one eye, and it took him a long time to react.

Yang Ling retracted his foot, and Xu Fu hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, saying: "Disciple Xu Fu, I pay my respects to the Master!"

"Get up." Yang Ling waved his hand gently, and a gentle force lifted Xu Fu up from the ground.

After several months, Xu Fu was so excited to see his master again that he was at a loss. He followed Yang Ling and smiled foolishly for a long time.

Although Yang Ling felt puzzled, he did not ask any more questions and just walked forward on his own.

He gained a lot this time. Not only did he realize the true meaning of life and death, he also strengthened his determination in the Tao and his cultivation also improved.

Now, it's time to find a way back.

"Master, you have been gone for several months and there is no news. I am almost starving to death here!" Xu Fu followed behind Yang Ling, with a bit of grievance in his voice, "I have been reflecting on myself for the past few months. I am too timid and incompetent, and I have embarrassed you. But please rest assured, I will concentrate on my cultivation after I return, and I will never..."

"How many months have I been gone?" Yang Ling stopped and interrupted Xu Fu's chatter, frowning and saying, "It feels like only a few days have passed."

"I dare not lie to you, Master. I remember every day you were away clearly!" Xu Fu took out a book that looked like an account book from his arms and handed it to Yang Ling respectfully.

He originally thought that Yang Ling would abandon him, so he reflected on himself every day and prepared for the next day's practice.

All these things are recorded in the notebook, every day.

It's just that as time goes by, less and less is recorded.

When Yang Ling did not return for a long time, Xu Fu felt that he was really abandoned, and began to give up on himself, which was evident from the stubble on his chin.

Yang Ling found it quite interesting. He threw the notebook back to Xu Fu and said calmly, "Well recorded."

Xu Fu was indeed timid, but this timidity was only limited to matters concerning his own life and death.

If his life is not in danger, he will not be afraid of any monster.

To put it bluntly, he was just afraid of death. However, from Xu Fu's little notebook, we can see that after returning, this problem of his should have changed.

Xu Fu thought that his reflection notebook would be ridiculed by Yang Ling, and he was ready to be embarrassed.

But I didn’t expect that what I heard in the end was Master’s affirmation.

If Yang Ling hadn't looked at him approvingly, Xu Fu would have suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Thank you for your praise, Master. I will work harder in the future to repay you!" Xu Fu knelt down again and kowtowed to Yang Ling. He really didn't know what to do now, as if only kowtow could express his excitement and gratitude.

When they were in the villa in Xianyang City, Yang Ling knew that this guy liked to kneel, and he was too lazy to say anything more.

"Besides practicing and reflecting in the past few months, have you been anywhere else?" Yang Ling kicked Xu Fu's shoulder, motioning him to stand up and answer.

"In reply to Master, I have been to several places nearby in order to look for you. But I was afraid of missing your return, so I didn't dare to go too far." Xu Fu stood up and honestly told all the places he had been.

He really didn't dare to go far, not only because he was afraid that Yang Ling would come back suddenly, but also because he was worried that he wouldn't be able to find his way back if he went too far. The places he had been to were not within Yang Ling's consideration, so they were directly ignored.

Xu Fu didn't care about these. After all, Yang Ling's strength and knowledge were many times stronger than his. He felt that what his master said must be right.

"Master, it seems like there is no direction here, and I can't feel the passage of time. In the few months I have stayed here, the days and nights have changed suddenly!" Xu Fu followed Yang Ling's footsteps and talked about his own experience.

The lack of direction and the inability to feel the passage of time were obvious at a glance, but the sudden change of day and night made Yang Ling a little confused about what it meant.

"What does the sudden change of day and night mean?" Yang Ling looked at Xu Fu and asked.

"Master, the day and night here are different from those outside. It gets dark directly without any warning. If it gets dark after a while, it will be pitch dark; the day also gets bright suddenly." Xu Fu has lived here for several months and is very familiar with the changes of day and night here.

Yang Ling was just passing by here at the time and did not stop. He went directly towards the road of reincarnation, so he naturally had no idea.

"It's quite interesting." After hearing Xu Fu's introduction, Yang Ling raised an eyebrow, as if he was interested in the alternation of day and night here.

It was not known whether it was really night or the law of heaven was satisfying Yang Ling's curiosity, but the moment he finished speaking, night suddenly fell. What Xu Fu said was not an exaggeration at all, the night here could really be described as pitch dark.

"Master, where are you?" The light suddenly disappeared. Xu Fu was a little worried that Yang Ling would abandon him again, and couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Yang Ling did not respond, but casually made a fluorescent spell to illuminate the area in front of him. As soon as the fluorescent spell appeared, Xu Fu's voice disappeared immediately. Yang Ling could clearly feel that he was relieved.

In the darkness, Xu Fu followed closely behind Yang Ling, not daring to stray from him. He had been in this place long enough, and he didn't want to experience the desperate darkness again.

Yang Ling finally showed up, and Xu Fu would definitely not let himself make the same mistake again and be left behind by his master.

Not long after darkness fell, Yang Ling felt that the spiritual energy around him was not as strong as at the beginning.

The further he went, the stronger the invisible resistance became. Even he found it difficult to move freely and easily, let alone Xu Fu.

However, what surprised Yang Ling was that although there were many obstacles ahead, Xu Fu always followed closely behind him and never fell behind.

Yang Ling smiled unconsciously. He knew what this guy was thinking. He was just scared of being alone in the extreme darkness. He finally found himself and didn't want to be left behind again.

"Grab my sleeve." Yang Ling said to Xu Fu compassionately.

He actually doesn't like others touching him, whether it's physical touch or touching other things.

This is not because he has a problem like mysophobia, but a natural distance he maintains when interacting with people.

Once this distance is exceeded, Yang Ling will feel that there is no benefit for both parties. He has practiced for many years and his personality has long become cold and indifferent.

Moreover, Yang Ling knew better than anyone that every person and every thing encountered on the path of cultivation was cause and effect.

The more contact you have, the more cause and effect you will have; the deeper the contact, the heavier the cause and effect will be.

The last thing he wanted to deal with was the issue of cause and effect, so he wouldn't take the initiative to make friends with anyone, and he didn't want others to be too close to him.

Of course, spiritual pets like Little One are not included. After all, it is the last true dragon in the world, and its cause and effect are not the same as those of humans.

"Master, you mean to let me..." Xu Fu didn't dare to continue the rest of the sentence. He felt Yang Ling's sleeve floating over, and immediately raised his hand to grab it.

The sleeves were already floating over, so there was no need to say anything more. Xu Fu was afraid that if he said one more word, Yang Ling would think he was being long-winded and stop him from grabbing.

In this environment, the closer you are to your master, the safer you will be. Xu Fu naturally wanted to cherish this opportunity.

So, the two continued to move forward. The invisible pressure enveloped them, and Yang Ling was faintly sweating, but he didn't care at all. He still firmly resisted the invisible pressure and walked forward.

After walking for a while, Xu Fu began to show signs of fatigue. He grabbed Yang Ling's sleeve, and although his body and mind were relieved for a moment, the obstacles on the way forward were as insurmountable as huge waves, and his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could hardly be lifted.

It was as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his shoulders. His back could not straighten up and his knees bent involuntarily. Finally, he fell to the ground with a plop. His dry lips trembled slightly, but he was unable to utter a single word.

Yang Ling also found it difficult to walk. The heavy pressure made it difficult for him to lift his legs, but he still persevered, trying to find ways to relieve the pressure and keep moving forward.

The existence of pressure undoubtedly suggests that there are secrets ahead that the Space Maker is unwilling or unable to let them witness.

Yang Ling had an indescribable curiosity about these unknown things. He was determined to find out. Perhaps the way back was hidden ahead.

Thinking of this, he raised his leg and took another step. At the same time, Xu Fu's hand that was tightly holding his sleeve loosened, just like a person whose life fire was extinguished and could no longer communicate with the world. The connection between them seemed to be cut off.

Yang Ling stopped and turned around to look back. The faint light of the fluorescent magic outlined the outline of Xu Fu, which came into view. Xu Fu was so exhausted that he could hardly open his eyes, let alone speak.

Xu Fu had already fallen to the ground, obviously unable to get up, and Yang Ling was barely able to stand, let alone help him stand up, so he simply sat down as well.

"Master, I am incompetent and a burden to you!" Xu Fu's voice faintly reached Yang Ling's ears.

"You can still talk, why are you lying down?" Yang Ling looked down at Xu Fu and asked with raised eyebrows.

Xu Fu was extremely intelligent and could naturally understand the meaning of his master's words. He had the strength to speak but not to walk, which was undoubtedly because he was being despised for being lazy.

However, Xu Fu did not make any excuses. He was indeed exhausted and had been unable to speak before. Only after lying down to recover for a while could he barely speak.

Yang Ling's willingness to stop and wait showed his concern for this outer disciple. Xu Fu remembered this kindness in his heart. At this moment, he didn't need to say much, firstly because he was powerless, and secondly because he was afraid that saying too much would displease his master.

The two of them paused for a while, and then they felt the pressure from before was relieved. Yang Ling circulated the spiritual power in his body and began to absorb spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in the environment they were in was not abundant, and was even so thin that even someone at Xu Fu's level could not perceive it.

But Yang Ling is different. His realm in the outside world was beyond Xu Fu's reach. After entering this place, he realized the barrier of life and death in the Rebirth Pool. Now he possesses the laws of the Great Dao, and his perception of the pure power between heaven and earth far exceeds that of ordinary people.

In the pitch-black space, the wind blew from nowhere, making Yang Ling's robes rustle. But he was eager to recover his spiritual power and had no time to care about these things.

Xu Fu, who had recovered a little, sat cross-legged beside Yang Ling and tried to identify the source of the cold wind. He tried many methods but failed to successfully determine the direction of the cold wind.

In the end, it was Yang Ling, who was full of spiritual power, who noticed Xu Fu's intention and measured the wind direction.

"Since the wind is blowing from that direction, we may be able to find a way out if we go in that direction." Xu Fu looked at Yang Ling and said.

He had not measured the wind direction, and he was not sure whether the wind direction could lead to a way out. But at this moment, there was no other choice except that direction.

"Let's go!" Yang Ling did not fully accept Xu Fu's words, but he also thought that he could only move forward in the direction of the wind. So, he continued, "Let's go explore first!"

The direction the wind was blowing from was not exactly opposite to the direction they were previously traveling in, it was roughly the difference between south and southeast.

The invisible pressure has no direction; as long as they move, the pressure will continue to accumulate.

Yang Ling had previously studied the source and superposition of pressure, so he was prepared this time. When the pressure emerged, he used his spiritual power to form a shield, isolating all the spiritual energy around him.

The spiritual energy was isolated and the pressure on him disappeared instantly, which was consistent with his previous research results.

Stress comes from spiritual energy. The amount of spiritual energy a person can sense or absorb will determine the amount of stress he or she endures. (End of this chapter)