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

When Xu Fu saw the expression on Fusu's face, he guessed what he was thinking, so he smiled slightly and turned away.

……

At the gate of Xianyang City, Uncle Han bowed to Yang Ling in the car with a helpless look on his face and said, "Master, our donkey cart has broken down. We are not far from Xianyang City. Can you get off and walk for a while?"

The herb-collecting teams in Xianyang City have always used donkey carts, and they are all very old.

The donkey cart was already loaded with a lot of items when it went there, and when it came back there were more herbs and two people, so the donkey cart naturally couldn't bear it.

"of course can."

Hearing Uncle Han's words, Yang Ling immediately walked out of the car, clasped his fists slightly towards the herb-picking team and said, "Thank you for your hard work along the way. I will have Xu Fu deliver the thank-you gift to your house later."

"Master, please don't do that. We have already taken the elixir you gave us. It is a blessing that others cannot obtain in their lifetime. How can we ask for your things again?"

As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, Uncle Han stepped forward to stop him.

"Yes! We will never be able to repay the kindness you have shown us in this lifetime, so how can we accept your gift of thanks?"

"Master, please don't be polite to us. We are very satisfied to be able to come back with you..."

Everyone in the herb-collecting team shared the same opinion as Uncle Han, and was determined not to accept Yang Ling's gifts. Seeing this, Yang Ling no longer insisted and nodded in agreement.

Xu Fu rushed back before Yang Ling entered the city. Seeing the donkey cart team parked at the gate, he couldn't help but feel strange, so he walked up quickly and asked, "Master, why don't you enter the city?"

"You came just in time."

Seeing Xu Fu, Yang Ling raised his hand and pointed to the donkey cart behind him, and said calmly: "The donkey cart is broken, find someone to help them transport the herbs in."

"Yes, Master."

When Xu Fu heard Yang Ling's order, he immediately responded respectfully.

"Master, Master Xu Fu, we can take the things back by ourselves. You two can go and take care of more important things!"

Uncle Han really didn't expect Yang Ling to be so concerned about their herb-picking team. While he was moved, he also spoke very tactfully.

"It's okay. It won't take us much time."

Yang Ling waved his hand calmly and responded.

He gained a lot of insights in the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm, and his strength also broke through to an unprecedented level, spanning several levels. However, he still didn't know how these levels were named in the previous cultivation era.

Therefore, Yang Ling’s next most important task is to find more evidence of the existence of the previous era of cultivation, as well as the cultivation methods of the ancient practitioners, in order to learn more about things in the ancient times.

This is a project of unimaginable size and cannot be completed overnight, so Yang Ling is not in a hurry.

"Master, I have sent a message to my subordinates. Someone will come to help them soon. Can you go back and rest first?"

Xu Fu knew very well how badly Yang Ling was injured and why he was injured so badly, so he didn't want Yang Ling to waste his precious time on these herbalists.

"Okay, let's go."

Hearing that Xu Fu had already made all the arrangements, Yang Ling nodded in agreement.

The villa where Yang Ling lived was still some distance from the gate of Xianyang. His injuries were so serious that even the bumps of the donkey cart made him sweat profusely. Xu Fu was well aware of this, so he arranged a sedan chair for him on the way.

Before returning, Xu Fu did not know that the donkey cart would break down before entering the city, so he asked the sedan chair to wait in the city. The two did not walk far before they met the sedan chair.

Yang Ling couldn't help but look at Xu Fu again. This guy was more careful and thoughtful than anyone else, and some of the things he did were impeccable.

Xu Fu saw the approval in Yang Ling's eyes, scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, and lowered his head to hide his smile.

Xu Fu was praised by Ying Zheng and Fusu as the best in the Qin Dynasty, and his portrait was widely circulated, and all the practitioners in Xianyang City knew him. He could have taken a small path to avoid those practitioners who might come up to challenge him, but in order to let Yang Ling return to the villa quickly, he chose to take the nearest road.

On the way, he met many practitioners who came here because of his fame and had not seen Xu Fu for a long time. They stopped Xu Fu and issued a challenge to him.

There were even cultivators at the peak of the first level of the human realm in the team, just one step away from the second level. There were quite a few such people, most of whom wore the uniforms of the Qin Army, and there were some independent cultivators, but they were only a minority.

It seems that these are all masters who were retained by Ying Zheng and Fusu and incorporated into the Qin army. Today, I finally met the legendary Xu Fu, and I couldn't help but want to challenge him.

"My fellow Taoists, I don't have time today. Please come to my house another day. I will definitely accept anyone who comes."

Xu Fu now just wanted to send Yang Ling back first. If he spent more time with these people, Yang Ling's injury would be delayed for a little longer. Thinking of this, Xu Fu felt uncomfortable.

Maybe Xu Fu was a mean person who only knew how to curry favor with others and change his attitude according to the situation, but after practicing with Yang Ling, he has been changing. Now he has a conscience and knows how to be grateful, especially to Yang Ling.

Xu Fu will never forget the experience in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain. He will remember every injury on Yang Ling's body. Because of this, Xu Fu doesn't want to look at anyone who delays Yang Ling's recovery.

However, those practitioners who came here because of his fame and had waited for more than ten years just to challenge him could not see what Xu Fu was thinking. Even if they saw it, they would not care. After all, they did not want to miss the opportunity in front of them.

"You can't leave! If you leave, where can we find you? Who knows if you will be in seclusion again tomorrow?"

"The person in front is right! I have been waiting for more than ten years. Let me take the challenge first!"

"Get lost! Everyone has been waiting for more than ten years. Are you the only one who is anxious? Let me go first! I can already feel my strength increasing. All I need is a little stimulation..."

The people around started to make noise, and no one wanted to give Xu Fu this face. After all, they gathered here to defeat Xu Fu.

Xu Fu's spiritual energy suddenly began to flow, and he seemed to be really angry and ready to fight these people. However, before he could gather his spiritual energy, he was stopped by the people in the sedan chair.

"Your internal injuries haven't healed yet. Flying in the air is no problem, but if you compete with so many people, your spiritual power won't be able to keep up."

Yang Ling lifted a corner of the curtain, looked at Xu Fu outside the window, and said calmly: "Just pretend, I will help you fight them off."

"Master..." Xu Fu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his master would be willing to help him deal with such a thing.

Before he finished speaking, the curtain of the sedan chair was lowered. The moment the curtain fell, Xu Fu felt a powerful and terrifying force coming from behind him. This force was frightening. If it hit a person, there would be no chance of survival.

Xu Fu was shocked, but he did not forget to pretend. He cooperated with Yang Ling and sent out this unrivaled force.

The people around only saw Xu Fu circulate his spiritual power and push out a powerful force from his palm. Then, they didn't even have a chance to react before they were pushed back hundreds of meters and stopped only after crashing into various buildings.

On the widest and busiest street in the main urban area of ​​Xianyang, the sound of vomiting blood could be heard one after another. All those who recognized Xu Fu and came to challenge him were knocked to the ground by the blow, with blood gushing out of their mouths.

"Get up the sedan!"

Xu Fu pretended to tidy up his clothes and gave instructions to the sedan bearers.

A group of challengers lay on the ground in a mess, watching a man riding in a sedan slowly walking to the end of the long street. It was not until Xu Fu's figure disappeared that everyone woke up from their dream.

"Is this the strength of 'the number one man in Qin'?" someone exclaimed.

"He is the number one man in the Qin Dynasty, and his reputation is well-deserved!" another person echoed.

"I have decided to stay in Daqin. There are such powerful people here, there must be some secret methods of cultivation..." Everyone was talking about it.

The story of Xu Fu repelling thousands of powerful enemies with a single palm on the longest street in Xianyang City quickly spread throughout the Qin Dynasty, and even to the six kingdoms with the promotion of Ying Zheng, Fusu and others.

Those practitioners who got the chance by chance, greatly increased their strength, and were invited by the remnants of the six countries to be appointed officials and make wishes, with the intention of making a comeback, were all curious about Xu Fu's strength.

However, these monks who clearly stood on the side of the six countries could not set foot in Daqin at all. Once discovered, Ying Zheng would definitely use the whole country's strength to wipe them out.

Therefore, if one wants to test Xu Fu, one must travel in groups and find a legitimate reason, preferably a formal exchange between countries. In this way, one can both test Xu Fu's strength and save one's own life.

However, these are things that happened later. At this moment, the instigator of the disturbance was standing at the gate of Yang Ling's villa, waiting for the return of the master.

When Xu Fu and the six-man sedan he had prepared arrived at the gate of the villa, he did not stop at all, but walked straight past Ying Zheng and Fusu and went in.

Xu Fu did not delay for a moment and went into the villa first. He told the maid to prepare tea and snacks, and moved the rattan chair next to the sedan chair.

Yang Ling got off the sedan chair with the help of Xu Fu. Xu Fu followed closely behind him and reminded him, "Master, please go slowly. Don't be anxious. The chair has been prepared for you. Please sit down. Tea and snacks will be here soon."

"I'm just slightly injured, I'm not dying, you don't have to be so nervous." Yang Ling said, feeling a little uncomfortable with Xu Fu's hospitality.

"Respecting Master is a disciple's duty. If you find me annoying, I will say less, but please don't be angry." Xu Fu knelt at Yang Ling's feet naturally with a serious look.

Yang Ling felt that since Xu Fu came back from the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm, he had become a different person, completely different from the Xu Fu of the past. But he couldn't tell exactly where he had changed.

In short, these were all good changes. Yang Ling did not want to say anything that would make Xu Fu uncomfortable, so he waved his hand to signal him to get up and said, "Guests are coming, go and invite them in."

"Yes, Master." Xu Fu stood up, bowed respectfully to Yang Ling, and then walked towards the door.

He led the six-man sedan chair and its bearers out, and after closing the door, he looked at Ying Zheng and Fusu who were waiting at the door, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Master Fusu, Master invites you in."

"The master has agreed to see us, let's go in quickly!" After hearing Xu Fu's words, Ying Zheng immediately took Fusu into the villa.

The moment the two entered, the Black Ice Terrace sealed off the entire courtyard. Xu Fu closed the door, cutting off any possibility of outsiders spying.

"Greetings, sir!" Ying Zheng and Fusu bowed to Yang Ling together.

As members of the royal family, they could not let go of their status and had never been polite to Yang Ling. But Yang Ling did not care. When he saw them, he waved his hand and asked them to stand up.

The maid brought the freshly brewed tea to Yang Ling and stood beside him with some snacks in her hands. Yang Ling took the tea, sipped it, and then looked at Ying Zheng and Fusu. He could tell the strength and realm of the two at a glance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "The progress of cultivation is not bad."

When saying this, Yang Ling's eyes fell on Fusu, his expression was calm and his tone was uneventful, so it could not be considered a compliment.

"It's been twelve years, and we have finally made some progress." Ying Zheng replied somewhat awkwardly, "In the twelve years since you left, we have been practicing diligently every day and have never slacked off."

Hearing Ying Zheng mention the twelve years, Yang Ling was also filled with emotion. They were trapped in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, unaware of the passage of time, and even unable to feel the change of time.

They were unable to participate in the twelve years that passed quietly in the outside world, but the growth that the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm brought them was incomparable to any amount of time spent outside. If it happened again, Yang Ling would still enter the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm without hesitation.

In this era when spiritual energy is exhausted and then revived, no one will miss the opportunity to find the relics of their ancestors and improve themselves.

"What are you here for this time?" Yang Ling put down the cup, looked up at Ying Zheng, and asked lightly.

In his opinion, Ying Zheng never came to the palace for no reason. Now he came, either because his practice was hindered or because he encountered a major event that affected the Qin State.

Hearing Yang Ling's question, Ying Zheng and Fusu both showed a trace of shame on their faces. In Yang Ling's eyes, they had become people who would not do anything without profit.

However, if they don't encounter difficulties, they will not come to the experts. On the one hand, they are afraid of disturbing the experts, and on the other hand, they have no common topics.

Ying Zheng and his companions came this time not only to welcome Yang Ling, but also to find out about the disappearance of Kunlun Mountain for twelve years.

But Ying Zheng naturally couldn't say such words. He winked at Fusu beside him and hinted: "Fusu, don't you have something to ask the master?"

"I..." Fusu was suddenly asked, his eyes widened, and he forced a smile, "Yes, I have something to ask you, sir."

Fusu was used to this experience of being betrayed by his father. Although he was nervous every time, at least he could ask questions.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Yang Ling turned his gaze to Fusu, waiting for him to continue speaking.

In fact, every time Ying Zheng and Fusu came, it was Fusu who spoke first. Yang Ling was used to it.

"Sir, you and Lord Xu have been gone for twelve years. Fusu is very eager to hear about the stories during that time. Can you tell me about them?" Fusu looked up at Yang Ling, his eyes full of expectation and hope. (End of this chapter)