Seeking Immortality

Although Xu Qingfan acted very calm in front of Mr. Liu and Zhang Hualing, as if their conversation had no effect on him, in fact, Xu Qingfan's mood was heavier and more depressed than ever before.

As Mr. Liu commented after Xu Qingfan left, the short conversation lasted less than half an hour, but Xu Qingfan participated in more intrigues than in the previous hundred years combined.

To be honest, intrigues were not what Xu Qingfan liked, but Xu Qingfan also knew that when he came to this point, these things had to be faced, and he could not escape, and there was no escape, so he could only choose to face them.

Among the three things Mr. Liu told Xu Qingfan, the one that surprised Xu Qingfan the most was undoubtedly the last one, about Ting'er.

Has Ting'er's feelings for him really exceeded the feelings that should exist between an uncle and a niece?

Xu Qingfan asked himself, but the answer was that there was no answer.

Speaking of which, Xu Qingfan's life is still a failure. After cultivating immortals, as long as the realm is improved quickly, the passage of time has no meaning. Xu Qingfan has lived one or two times longer than ordinary people. And the living time in the future will only be longer.

However, in Xu Qingfan's life of more than a hundred years, the only feelings that can be clearly remembered are the feelings between master and apprentice and friends and brothers. As for other things, such as family affection, if Ting'er is ignored, Xu Qingfan has long forgotten what it feels like, and the love between men and women, poor Xu Qingfan still doesn't know what it is.

So Xu Qingfan is very confused and entangled. Is everything that Ting'er has shown to him over the years really just the family affection between niece and uncle? Thinking of Ting'er seems to be paying attention to him every moment, happy for his success every moment, and worried about his troubles every moment, it is obvious and uncontrollable. Thinking carefully, it seems that it is really not just as simple as family affection.

But if it is not family affection, then what is it? Love between men and women? Let's not talk about the fact that Xu Qingfan didn't know what the so-called love between men and women felt like. Just thinking about this possibility, Xu Qingfan had an incredible feeling. He even felt that this idea was blaspheming Ting'er.

How could Ting'er have such feelings towards him? He and she were blood relatives.

"Love between men and women is one of the ways of heaven. Even in the cultivation of immortals, there is the saying of dual cultivation. You control Ting'er too strictly. She has only been in contact with you for a long time. The things between you are so complicated. Over time, everything will undergo subtle changes."

This is Mr. Liu's advice to him. Thinking about it carefully, it seems to make some sense. From childhood to adulthood, the only man that Ting'er could contact was Bai Yu, except Xu Qingfan. And Bai Yu was just a child who never grew up.

"Maybe. Should Ting'er be exposed to more things?"

Xu Qingfan thought hesitantly. However, thinking of letting Ting'er face the strange and dangerous outside world and countless strangers, Xu Qingfan was still very uneasy. Although the so-called outside world only refers to the outside of Xu Qingfan's courtyard. Countless strangers are the monks of the Righteous Alliance who have often met Xu Qingfan in recent years.

But in Xu Qingfan's eyes. Ting'er is just a little girl who needs to be taken care of. Just like how Xu Qingfan felt when he first met her.

Some things cannot be decided in a moment. Xu Qingfan shook his head. He left the courtyard with a bitter smile.

Since he has already made a plan with Mr. Liu and Zhang Hualing, there are still many things that Xu Qingfan needs to do.

After leaving the courtyards provided for the heads of various sects and masters to live in, Xu Qingfan did not return to his residence, but walked towards the foot of Jiuhua Mountain.

First, he looked at Xiao Hei who was still in a coma. He did not dare to take out the green skull to let Xiao Hei absorb the dead air to speed up the recovery. He could only let it recover naturally. Fortunately, judging from all aspects, Xiao Hei's condition is very stable. It is only a matter of time before he wakes up and fully recovers, so after taking care of him, Xu Qingfan went to the foot of the mountain in another direction.

Compared with the row of houses responsible for taking care of the wounded, the houses in the other direction are much more messy, with quarrels and explosions occasionally attracting attention.

The houses are surrounded by several rows and circles. Although they are messy, they have their own rules when you look closely. Different spiritual fluctuations seem to be emanating from each house. There is spiritual light reflected in each room.

These houses are arranged by the Righteous Alliance for those who are good at refining weapons. After years of fighting, many magic weapons and treasures in the hands of the monks have been damaged, and they are all sent here for repair.

It seems that every person who is good at refining weapons will give people a feeling of madness. The old beggar Xu Qingfan knew was weird enough, but here, it was still normal. Some of them sat on the ground with dull eyes and muttered to themselves, some danced and howled loudly, and it was common for them to wear strange and tattered clothes. The beggar's beggar's clothes were standard here. More people gathered together, arguing about how to refine a certain material. Looking around, there was a commotion in the chaos.

In the entire Ronghua Mountain, it seemed that only the house responsible for alchemy could be compared with it.

Xu Qingfan came here this time to find the old beggar. He also came to the scope of "Ronghua Mountain". Among all the weapon refining masters, he was only familiar with the old beggar.

It seemed that the old beggar had a higher status among the weapon refining masters, because his house was in the deepest part and was relatively quiet.

After dodging several stumbling weapon refining masters who seemed to be tearing each other apart because of some disagreements, Xu Qingfan skillfully stepped into the courtyard of the old beggar.

In the courtyard, there were still several cauldrons used for refining. The old beggar and several other beggars were nervously staring at the fire under the cauldrons, and their fingers kept moving to control the subtle changes of various formations in the cauldrons.

The other beggars, who were evaluated by the old beggar as "only a few points worse than me", were actually comparable to the old beggar in weapon refining skills, and usually gathered together.

Xu Qingfan had learned a little about weapon refining over the years. Seeing the changes in the spiritual light of the cauldron, he knew that this weapon refining was approaching and ending, but he was not in a hurry, just standing there quietly waiting.

About an hour later, this weapon refining finally came into contact, and the result was a set of seven flying sword-shaped magic weapons. The grade was surprisingly high.

After several battles with the monsters of the Southern Wilderness, countless corpses of monsters were harvested. Although most of the corpses were unusable under the bombardment of Taoism, countless precious materials were still harvested. The old beggar and others were also very busy, constantly refining some high-level magic tools. Prepare for the future decisive battle.

After the magic tool was successfully refined, the old beggar touched the sweat on his head, looked up, and found Xu Qingfan standing at the gate with a smile. A very happy smile instantly appeared on his face. Of course, it was not because he liked Xu Qingfan so much.

"Xu Daoyou, do you have any good materials to give me to refine?"

The old beggar even smiled with flattery.

"No..."

Before Xu Qingfan finished speaking, the old beggar's face had changed. He asked coldly: "Then what are you doing here?" Xu Qingfan smiled bitterly. This old beggar really hasn't changed at all, and regards refining as his life. He regards precious refining materials as more important than anything else. Compared with this, Xu Qingfan is insignificant.

However, in the current situation, the old beggar's attitude has not changed from beginning to end, which makes Xu Qingfan feel comfortable.

After a bitter smile, Xu Qingfan asked: "I just want to ask, when can the materials I gave you before be refined into magic tools and handed over to me?"

The materials that Xu Qingfan collected in Beibing had already been handed over to the old beggar before. Let him help refine them into magic tools.

The old beggar said impatiently: "Those materials are so precious, how can they be refined so easily in such a short time? Those materials, any one of them needs at least several months to refine. I have been too busy these days, and I don't want to be distracted when using those materials to refine magic tools, so I just processed them a little bit, and I haven't had time to refine them yet."

Xu Qingfan asked: "Can other things be postponed for a while, I have urgent use for those magic tools. I will be responsible for explaining to Xuan Jianzun."

Xuan Jianzun. It is the one who is in charge of refining tools and alchemy in the Righteous Alliance.

Seeing Xu Qingfan's serious expression, the coldness on the old beggar's face gradually faded, and he finally nodded and agreed to invite several other refining masters to refine together, which would not only make the magic weapon more ingenious, but also faster. But Xu Qingfan knew from the old beggar's flickering eyes that the reason why he was willing to let other refining masters participate was probably because he had no confidence in completing it independently.

After Xu Qingfan thanked him a few times, he wanted to chat with the old beggar. But the old beggar drove him out for being in the way.

Shaking his head. Xu Qingfan walked towards the house responsible for refining pills again, and settled the old guard like the old beggar. Then he walked back to his house.

After returning to his own courtyard, Xu Qingfan did not stop at all, and summoned his three disciples to him.

Looking at the three disciples in front of him, Xu Qingfan's eyes flashed with relief. No matter what, his three disciples were satisfactory. Ting'er was not to be mentioned. Zhang Ningmei had completely restrained her extraordinary powerful consciousness. She had made some progress in the "God-killing Technique" and could directly use her consciousness to attack. Her cultivation level had also reached the late stage of spiritual silence. Even Bai Yu, who had originally troubled Xu Qingfan, had been quite peaceful during this period of time. His realm was one point stronger than Zhang Ningmei, and he was the most diligent in cultivation among the three. Xu Qingfan was surprised at the time.

It was just that maybe it was the effect of Mr. Liu's words. Xu Qingfan always felt that Ting'er's eyes when she looked at him contained too many things.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Xu Qingfan waved his right sleeve and took out the three "Immortality Pills" and handed them to the three disciples.