Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Then he didn't care about his manners anymore and gulped down several gulps of tea.

He looked like he had no manners at all, just like a person who was so anxious that he didn't care about anything else.

"Why are you so angry, Brother Fan? Are you ill?"

Just then, a clear voice came from outside the door.

Then a person walked in directly from outside. The figure was neither hurried nor slow, revealing a calm and composed demeanor.

"Brother Yan, you are finally here. Why didn't Feng Er, that bastard, tell me about this?"

The fat man, who was sitting quietly, jumped up when he saw the man, and his fat body suddenly became flexible.

He ran over quickly, his fat on his chin shaking with joy.

His face was instantly filled with smiles, showing how happy he was to see the visitor. His previous anxiety also disappeared in an instant.

"Feng Er, you don't have to blame him. I asked him to guard outside."

This is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and slight wrinkles on his forehead.

Those were the marks left by the years. The three long black whiskers on his chin added a touch of elegance to his temperament.

At this moment he was holding a long package in his hands, looking at the fat man who came towards him with a smile.

From their expressions and tones, it is not difficult to see that the two are very familiar with each other and their relationship must be quite deep.

"Haha, although I know that Brother Yan has never broken an appointment, this matter is really serious."

"This is related to my decades of hard work in Yuyang City, so naturally I am a little worried. Is this the thing that Brother Yan made personally?"

The fat man said with a smile as he glanced at the long bag in the middle-aged man's hand.

His eyes were instantly filled with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to see the treasure in the bag.

"That's right, Brother Fan, you can take a look first."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and handed the long bag in his hand to the fat man.

He calmly sat down on a nearby chair, looking very relaxed, waiting for the fat man to check the contents of the package.

The fat man named Fan didn't hesitate and put the long bag on the table.

He opened it hastily, his movements seemed a little hasty, yet cautious, as if he was afraid of damaging the things inside.

As the bundle was opened, a three-foot-long sword with a light golden scabbard was revealed.

The scabbard looked quite delicate, emitting a faint luster, and the hilt was inlaid with three spirit stones of different colors.

It was gleaming faintly under the light, and it turned out to be an extraordinary spiritual tool. Just from its appearance, one could tell that it was no ordinary thing.

When the fat man saw the sword, he became cautious and first held the hilt gently with one hand.

As if treating a rare treasure, he slowly pulled out the sword. The movement was slow and solemn, with a sense of ritual.

At the moment the sword was pulled out, after a clear sound like a dragon's roar, a ball of golden light appeared in the fat man's eyes, and the golden light was dazzling.

Then it transformed into a small golden dragon that swayed around in front of him, and the little dragon looked lifelike.

It seemed to have a spirit, twisting its body in the air. It looked extremely magical, making people unable to help but marvel at it.

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he shook the hilt of his sword, and the golden snake's light suddenly dimmed.

The golden little dragon transformed into a golden long sword with dragon pattern and appeared in his hand. The whole process was smooth and natural, showing the wonder of this spiritual tool.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This is definitely the only top-level spiritual tool that has appeared in Yuyang City in the past hundred years. It actually has the incredible magical power of transforming into a tool."

"Haha, with this sword, how can those guys like Zhu Douyan compete with me? Brother Yan, you have helped me a lot this time."

The fat man then sheathed the sword again, then suddenly hugged the sword and laughed wildly with his mouth wide open.

His face was filled with happiness, as if he had already seen the beautiful scene of winning the next competition with the help of this sword.

"It's nothing. The reason I was able to refine this spiritual tool is that the materials you provided were good enough. Otherwise, no matter how great your abilities are, you can't refine a top-level spiritual tool."

The middle-aged man did not look too happy, he just took a sip of tea.

He spoke lightly, with a hint of humility in his tone, as if he felt that the successful refining of this spiritual tool depended largely on the material factor.

“Hehe, this is also a big brother! If it were those guys who don’t deserve the title, they wouldn’t have such ability.”

The fat man said with a smile that he didn't care about that in his heart.

The reason why this spiritual tool is so outstanding is all thanks to the Big Brother Yan in front of me. I admire Big Brother Yan's abilities so much.

"You don't have to flatter me. This sword is the last spiritual tool I made for you. I will leave Yuyang City soon. I probably won't come back."

The middle-aged man smiled, but suddenly said something that stunned the fat man. This news was like a bolt from the blue.

The fat man was shocked at once. He never expected that Brother Yan would actually leave, and it seemed that he was determined to leave.

"Brother, what did you say? You want to leave Yuyang City! Why?"

"Could it be that the servants I sent to serve you were not doing their best?"

"Just tell me, and I'll send someone to break their legs. I'll get you a new batch right away."

When the fat man woke up, he became very anxious. He really didn't want to see Brother Yan leave.

Thinking that maybe he had done something wrong and made Big Brother Yan unhappy, he quickly proposed to replace a group of servants to serve him better, hoping to keep Big Brother Yan.

"I made some mistakes in my training back then. If it weren't for Brother Fan who happened to pass by and helped me, I would not have been able to break through the bottleneck that time."

"So over the past few decades, I have created all the spiritual tools."

"I'll give them all to you to auction, and keep my name secret, so that no one will know my true existence. This is how I repay your kindness."

"Longxing Auction House is now one of the largest auction houses in the city. After presenting this sword to the city lord, it will probably become the largest one as well."

"It's impossible for the apprentices you gave me to learn all of my spirit tool refining techniques, but learning 50% to 60% is more than enough. It will be enough to cope with your future auctions."

"You should know that what I really care about is the practice of body refining. Spirit tool forging is only done occasionally."

"And there is nothing to be gained by me staying here any longer."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his tone was very calm, as if he had thought it over carefully. He explained the reason why he was leaving to the fat man in detail, hoping that he could understand his decision.

"Could it be that Brother Yan's cultivation has reached a bottleneck again?"

The fat man was shocked when he heard the other party's last sentence.

He knew very well that encountering a bottleneck in cultivation was no small matter, and with Brother Yan's ability, if he encountered a bottleneck again, it would definitely be an extremely difficult situation.

The middle-aged man listened and just smiled without saying anything. There seemed to be a lot of helplessness hidden in that smile, or maybe he had his own plans and just didn't want to say anything more.

The fat man was stunned. He had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was reluctant to see Big Brother Yan leave, and on the other hand, he was worried about Big Brother Yan's cultivation.

Others may not know how powerful the person in front of them is, but he knows it very clearly.

It was this good friend who suddenly came to his rescue when he was in danger ten years ago.

He killed in one breath more than a dozen mid-level body cultivators who had invaded his mansion.

The scene was truly breathtaking. The terrifying level of cultivation displayed by Brother Yan was definitely not inferior to those high-level body cultivators in the city.

Now that I have encountered a bottleneck again, doesn’t it mean that as long as I break through the bottleneck, my cultivation will improve greatly?

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At that time, wouldn't Brother Yan's cultivation be incredibly terrifying?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Brother Yan's future was limitless. At the same time, he also became more and more worried about whether Brother Yan could successfully break through the bottleneck this time.

"Brother Fan, it's enough for you to know this."

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for keeping my mouth shut all these years, never revealing my existence, and for collecting a large number of elixirs and secrets for me that are useful for advancing the body refining technique."

"But our fate has come to an end. I can only say goodbye now!"

After the middle-aged man finished his last sentence, he stood up calmly.

After a slight bow, he walked towards the hall door without looking back. His back looked quite resolute, as if he had made up his mind and would not linger or hesitate any more.

The fat man moved his lips twice, but in the end he didn't say any words of dissuasion.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he also knew that once Brother Yan made a decision.

That is very difficult to change, and the other person has indeed repaid all the kindness, so there is no suitable reason for you to keep him/her.

But after the middle-aged man really disappeared at the door, a look of sadness flashed across his fat face. That lonely expression fully revealed his inner loss and reluctance at the moment.

Saving the other person at that time was probably the best thing he had ever done in his life.

The other party helped him, an unknown small businessman, with his own efforts.

He became an influential figure in Yuyang City, which gave him his current status and wealth. He will always remember this favor in his heart.

However, because of this, the other party felt that the favor had been repaid and left without hesitation, and he naturally could not say anything to keep the other party.

Outside the Longxing Auction House, the middle-aged man walked out of the door and rode on a war beast that looked like an elk.

It headed straight for the nearest city gate. The war beast ran very fast, raising a cloud of dust, and in the blink of an eye it was carrying the middle-aged man away.

A few hours later, the middle-aged man appeared on a slope about ten miles away from Yuyang City. He reined in the war beast and stopped.

He glanced at the gigantic city wall in the distance. The tall and majestic city wall witnessed the changes of Yuyang City over the years, but at this moment it seemed to have a different meaning in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, he jumped off the war beast and swung his sleeves towards his face. The movement was clean and neat, with a mysterious feeling.

An incredible scene occurred.

After he put down his sleeves, not only did his three long strands of beard fall off one by one, but his originally middle-aged face also suddenly became unusually young.

He transformed into a young man in his twenties, with a handsome face.

Yet he exudes a calmness that comes from having experienced the vicissitudes of life, which is completely different from his previous middle-aged image, as if he has become a completely different person.

And looking at his face, it was Yan Yun who had followed the monks of Jinyu Sect to obtain the treasure.

Yan Yun glanced at the city wall in the distance calmly, and his eyes seemed to contain some emotion for this city, or a sense of relief for past experiences.

Suddenly he turned around, and even stopped riding the war beast, and just strode away into the distance.

His steps were firm and powerful, revealing a resolute determination, as if there was something ahead that he must pursue.

Before long, his figure turned into a black dot and gradually disappeared into the wilderness, leaving behind only the empty wilderness, as if telling the story of his departure.

Yuyang City is extremely far away from the former Anyuan City, so far that even Yan Yun, who has a walking speed far beyond that of an ordinary person, cannot reach there.

It took them more than half a year to travel as fast as they could before they finally got back to the ruins of Anyuan City.

This journey was full of hardships.

Yan Yun crossed mountains and rivers. In order to ensure his safety as much as possible, he tried to walk through places with more people.

But even so, the distance between cities is too large, and most of the time we still have to travel through the uninhabited wilderness.

During this long journey, he encountered many dangers. He killed many ordinary wild beasts and even ran into five or six low-level monsters.

Of course, this was also because he was walking alone in the wilderness, and those low-level monsters saw that he was outnumbered and wanted to attack him.

If there really were a large group of humans walking around, these low-level monsters would most likely not dare to take action. After all, they also know how to weigh the pros and cons and would not easily provoke a group of humans.

I haven't seen the ruins of Anyuan City for many years, and they haven't changed much since Yan Yun left.

The ruins are still endless, as if silently telling the story of the past prosperity and present desolation. The ruins are also covered with a thick layer of dust.

Under the blowing breeze, the dust was gently lifted, adding a sense of desolation and loneliness to the ruins.

Yan Yun stood quietly nearby for a long time without moving. His eyes slowly scanned the ruins, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

My thoughts drifted back to the things I had experienced here in the past. At the same time, I was also thinking about my current cultivation situation and my next plans.

Yan Yun's Vajra Sutra has reached the bottleneck stage of the seventh level. The progress of this practice is much faster than originally expected.

This is because the spiritual energy in the spiritual world is much denser than that in the human world, and the effect of infusing the body with spiritual energy is extremely good, which makes his practice twice as effective with half the effort.

It was also due to the fact that his body had been transformed by various elixirs and exotic fruits. His physical endowment had far exceeded the limits of human beings, laying a solid foundation for him to practice the Vajra Sutra.

Back then, he followed the man surnamed Qin and others into the lair of the monster. With his rich knowledge and magical powers, he easily took the Blood Yin Ganoderma. (End of this chapter)