The Era of Immortal Cultivation

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Li Hao was a little confused.

I am really confused. The Huashan Sect is nothing, it is a common sect in the world. But Yue Buqun and the Huashan Sect are connected together, which is enough to awaken the memory of his previous life.

Even though the era where he was born and grew up in his previous life no longer had much ground for martial arts novels to exist, Li Hao had still seen some of Jin Yong's dramas, which were remade worse every year.

So what is going on? Swordsman?

That’s not right!

How did my big uncle Yue Buqun, who was "modest, elegant, and upright," turn into a plump, graceful, icy-skinned imperial sister? What a mistake!

...

Yue Buqun's jade eyes still fell on Li Hao. Realizing that he had been absent-minded for a long time, Li Hao quickly stood up and bowed before speaking:

"Li Hao, a layman, has met Senior Yue. Senior's reputation has spread far and wide. People in the countryside feel rude when they first hear about it."

My name is Senior Yue, no matter what I say, it can’t go wrong, right?

Yue Buqun returned the salute, looked back at the disciple who didn't dare to say anything but looked pitifully at the wine jar, and said angrily:

"Put on the horse! Go over and present it to your uncles first, and then share it with your brothers. Don't give it to the younger ones!"

"Okay!" The young man suddenly became happy. When he saw the old man and Li Hao looking at him, he immediately felt a little embarrassed and went to move the drinks with a red face.

Yue Buqun sighed and whispered softly:

"My disciple Chong'er acted recklessly, and you two were frightened."

I said it was two people, but I actually said it while looking at the old man selling wine.

"Where are you talking?" The old man's voice became a little louder when he realized that it was the 'Huashan sect master' whom he had just talked about in a casual conversation.

"The Huashan faction acts chivalrously and protects the country and the people. They are all great heroes!"

Hearing these words, Yue Buqun also smiled, which added to the poetic beauty against the background of the jasmine trees beside the road.

The young man next to him, who was most likely Linghu Chong, had finished moving the wine. Yue Buqun got on his horse, offered his hands to Li Hao and his disciples, and went with his apprentice to the large troops of the Huashan Sect ahead.

After riding for tens of meters, Yue Buqun finally couldn't restrain his anger:

"I just came in front of you, so I can't criticize you. Why did you come back to buy wine again? You made everyone wait for you? Do you want to get slapped again?"

Linghu Chong had expected this question, but this time he had a legitimate excuse. No! It was a reasonable reason:

"I see that young man's clothes are not cheap, so why is he riding in a bullock cart? I'm afraid he will be deceived and killed by that old man!

In the past, buying alcohol was just an excuse, thinking that if he was really cheated, I would have to save him."

Yue Buqun felt relieved, but still had a bad look on his face:

"You are astute as you are, chivalrous and courageous, can't you and me, Master Li, realize it?"

If you are really smart, when you ride a horse and pass by an ox cart, you should see that the young man has a fine dagger at his waist.

This young man has strong qi and blood and long qi pulses. I am afraid he has reached the stage of condensing his true qi!"

"No, he looks only three or two years older than me. How can he move so fast? Could it be that he has already practiced the magic technique? That's not right! He has a stubble and a masculine face..."

Linghu Chong couldn't believe it!

He has become the most outstanding disciple of the Huashan Sect in recent years. He has laid a good foundation since he was a child, and he has been taught by famous teachers. He can take all kinds of tonic medicinal materials freely. He may have to be 20 years old before he can think of condensing the true energy.

People are actually faster than me?

Yue Buqun felt that the fire was almost ready, and now was a good time to teach his disciples:

"There are so many strange people and strange things in the world! There is nothing to be surprised about. If you are complacent when you are better than a few disciples of the same age, how can you achieve anything in the martial arts? The world is big!"

Linghu Chong couldn't refute his master, and if it was true as his master said, then he was indeed a step behind the young master. He felt depressed and took a sip of wine before he felt better. When he saw his master's angry eyes, he quickly put down the wine.

Nang said in a muffled voice:

"This time I go back to the mountain and practice more diligently. I won't play tricks with the Six Monkeys and the others! Practice your sword skills more every day and transfer more energy and blood!"

"Add more boxing skills every day!"

"Yes!" Linghu Chong felt even more painful. He wanted to drink a few sips but was afraid of being scolded by his master again, so he could only ride towards his brothers with a grimace:

"Senior Brother Gao, do you know? That young man just now has almost condensed his Qi before he turned 20! What my master said must be true! Junior Brother Li, listen to me... If you ask me, I will definitely do it every day when I return to the mountain.

Practice more and strive for..."

After all the fellow disciples knew it, and several of his uncles must have heard it, Linghu Chong took a sip of wine and felt much better.

If everyone practices more, it means I don't practice more. If everyone is unlucky, then I am not unlucky.

What's more, I did it to make my fellow disciples feel a sense of crisis and to create a martial arts training atmosphere for the Huashan disciples to strive for the upper reaches and see the wise. I am really great!

Senior brother Gao, why don't they understand me? How dare they glare at me? If I go to walk around my uncle later, he must let my uncle put more burdens on him!

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong took another sip of wine happily and didn't find it difficult at all to go back to the mountain to practice more.

...

After everyone from the Huashan Sect had gone far away, the old man's rickety back finally straightened up and he relaxed.

"This disciple of the Huashan Sect is quite reasonable!" Li Haonuo teased the old man:

"Didn't my father say that the Huashan sect is all heroes and good people? Why are you still afraid?"

The old man was not annoyed and said with a smile:

"Of course the heroes of the Huashan Sect are reasonable and good people, and there is no need to be afraid, sir. But it is not unknown to a country person like me that life is really not easy, so I have to be more careful."

"Okay!" Li Hao put the package on his back on the bullock cart and asked:

"It's getting late, my father-in-law has sold the wine, but he still wants to go into the city? Who should I give the remaining jar of wine to? I can run for him to save him some fatigue."

"I was going to stay in the city one night selling wine. Now that the wine is sold, I have to go back and save money on accommodation!"

The old man took down the last jar of wine from the car and shook it twice. Suddenly there was a look in his cloudy eyes:

"As for this jar of wine, it is indeed meant to be given away. It is meant to be given to you, young master."

The old man handed the wine jar to Li Hao:

"Originally, I should have invited the young master to taste the local wine on the way, but firstly, it is not appropriate to drink gifts from others while traveling, and secondly, I am afraid that the young master will be too drunk and miss your business.

Now that we have arrived in Fucheng, there is no harm in trying it after staying overnight. It is also considered an old man's wish.

Just now, the hero of the Huashan Sect said, "We are destined to meet each other." The young master gave me the money, but I am ashamed to accept it! I am lucky enough to be associated with you, the young master, and the gift of local wine has fulfilled this fate."

After the old man fed the hard-working and honest cow a few handfuls of fodder, he walked slowly toward the approaching sunset.

Li Hao held the wine jar and watched the old man and the bullock cart disappear at the end of the road. Then he looked away, opened the wine jar, took a sip of the clear wine, and said "Good wine!"

Then, he carried Xiaguang on his back and headed towards Fucheng along the road.