Five months have passed, and the Tianyuan Dynasty that valued culture over military affairs has died.
Now on the streets, I wish there could be four or five martial arts studios on one street.
Then competition stages were set up in various places in Kyoto specifically for warriors to compete, and relevant laws were even formulated.
Occasionally, when I go to drink, I can hear the storyteller on the stage talking about which general was so brave during the war and beat the barbarians to pieces.
All in all, everything seems to be developing for the better.
Time passed half a year ago, and Xia Po, who was meditating that day, suddenly heard from the Ye family that Wei Changkong was dying and was now bedridden.
All the doctors in the palace had seen her and said that her life span was about to expire, her energy and blood were insufficient, and it was difficult for her to survive.
Wei Changkong is almost ninety years old this year, so he has come to the end of his life.
And the reason why he told Xia Po this matter must be that he wanted Xia Po to see him one last time.
Although he and Wei Changkong have not known each other for a long time, and they do not particularly approve of the relationship between master-uncle and master-nephew.
But after all, he has told himself his whole life's martial arts experience, so he is still half a master.
The person is about to die, and if he wants to see him for the last time, there is no reason to refuse.
As a martial arts master of the generation, Wei Changkong has many good friends even though he does not deliberately make friends with other people.
At least the sacrificial hall of the imperial palace was completely surrounded by people from all walks of life.
Among these people, it is estimated that Wei Changkong can name no more than half, or even less.
But there is no way, there are always some people who like to come to places like this to make friends with people they can't usually reach.
At this time, a eunuch walked into the courtyard, and everyone took a detour.
Because this eunuch is now a popular person around Liu Quan, these people cannot afford to offend him.
However, unlike what they imagined, this eunuch did not come to see Wei Changkong off, but to guide someone.
As soon as he entered the yard, he walked to the side and lowered his head.
After Xia Po walked in, the eunuch whispered.
"Master Xia, please invite me. His Majesty the Emperor has important matters to attend to, so I cannot receive you in person. Please forgive me."
Everyone was shocked by the eunuch's words.
What kind of person could have such a big reputation that he could make this eunuch chief, who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people in the palace, be so groveling.
It was even said that the emperor almost had to meet this person in person?
When they saw Xia Po, some insiders whispered.
"This should be the man who single-handedly fought against the three great masters. It is said that he once saved the emperor's life... and he is also Wei Zhizun's nephew."
As a result, everyone looked at Xia Po with extremely respectful eyes and gave way to a wider path.
Xia Po didn't pay attention to these people, nor did he pay attention to the eunuch, but he walked towards the gate room on his own.
The powerful aura that he exuded from time to time made the ordinary people on both sides feel unprecedented pressure.
When I walked into the room, there were only four people inside.
One of these four people is an old man wearing a Taoist robe, and he seems to be a bit like an expert.
There were two other young men, also wearing Taoist robes. They were probably the apprentices of the old Taoist priest.
In addition to the three masters and disciples of the Taoist sect, there was also Wei Changkong who was lying on the bed with a calm look on his face.
"Uncle Master, I'm here." Xia Po said in a low voice.
Wei Changkong slowly turned his head, then looked at Xia Po, forcing out a smile.
"You came."
After speaking, he waved to Xia Po to come over.
After Xia Po walked over, Wei Changkong coughed twice, and then looked at the old Taoist priest aside.
"This is the nephew I told you about. He is particularly interested in seeking immortality and even brought the alchemy furnace you said was an immortal weapon to his home.
Xia Po, this is the legal master of Quan Ren Guan and his two disciples, they are my good friends."
Hearing this, the old Taoist priest's eyes flashed with shock, and then he looked at Xia Po.
But Xia Po just smiled noncommittally.
"Junior has met the Taoist priest."
After saying that, he looked at the Taoist priest's panel with a calm expression.
This Taoist priest's nickname is Legal Real Person, a martial arts master level figure. In the exercise column, there is even a exercise called Chunyang Zhenhuo Jue.
Although I don’t know what this technique is all about.
But Xia Po had a feeling that this old Taoist priest seemed to have something to do with alchemy.
This is an alchemist's intuition.
According to the Taoist rules of the Tianyuan Dynasty, those Taoist priests can be roughly divided into two types.
One is the Alchemy Way, and the other is the Talisman Way.
Just by listening to their names, you can tell that one is for alchemy and the other is for drawing talismans.
The guy he met last time should be a member of the Talisman Dao, and he also taught himself how to use the talismans of the cultivation world with a mortal body.
Is it possible that these mortal Taoist priests can also use their mortal bodies to refine elixirs in the world of cultivation?
Thinking of this, his eyes lit up.
My trip was really not in vain!
The old Taoist priest looked at Xia Po for a long time, and then spoke in confusion.
"Did you really take away the alchemy furnace from the royal ancestral hall? Did you actually have such a great destiny?"
As an alchemist, he actually went to see the alchemy furnace.
And unlike those pure martial arts masters, he is a person who has studied alchemy all his life, and he can immediately tell that the alchemy furnace is extraordinary.
Based on their sect's description of the legendary immortal, he concluded that the alchemy furnace was placed there by the immortal.
Only the legendary chosen one, that is, a person with great destiny, can take it away.
Immortal fate is the most enviable thing for every mortal ascetic.
In their eyes, those cultivators who only appear in the mortal world for a long time are the so-called immortals, and the world of cultivation is the world of immortals.
And the attainment and ascension they pursue is, to put it bluntly, the realization of a cultivation technique.
Then use this technique to step into the threshold of a monk, and then follow the sensed spiritual energy to go to the world of cultivation.
But a mortal, with almost no foundation, becomes a monk purely through understanding.
This probability is so small that it can be ignored.
At least in the thousands of years of history of the Tianyuan Dynasty, there has never been such an outstanding figure.
Xia Po had already made up his mind to let this old guy teach him alchemy, so he had to be more modest when he spoke.
"It's not a fairy tale, it's just luck.
The only thing that can be called an immortal fate is that I once received help from an immortal when I was a child."
I never expected that, as a former second-grade alchemist, I would now ask a mortal for advice on how to make alchemy.
"What! Have you ever come into contact with immortals?"
The shock in the old Taoist priest's eyes could no longer be suppressed.
"Well, when I was very young, an immortal once gave me some magic talismans."
After Xia Po finished speaking, he took out a yellow talisman from his arms.
"At first, the immortal seemed to want to accept me as his disciple, but in the end he seemed to have encountered something and gave up. When he left, he left me a few talismans."
As a result, when Xia Po handed over the talisman, the legal master was even more shocked.
Although he is not a talisman cultivator himself, there are many talisman cultivators in their Taoist temple.
I am also familiar with the talismans.
In fact, most talismans in the mortal world have only one function, and that is to comfort one's heart.
Similar to people who have not reviewed before taking an exam, they put their hands together and ask God for blessings.
We all know it's useless, but it's just for psychological comfort.
Only a very small number of talismans are effective, and only a few people know how to draw them.
And Xia Po's talisman can no longer be described as useful, it is simply a magical talisman!
Feeling the abundant magic on it, although the legal master didn't know what it was, he also knew that this yellow talisman was extraordinary.
After observing for a while, he reluctantly handed the yellow talisman to Xia Po, but Xia Po did not accept it and instead held it in his hand.
"This talisman should be regarded as a meeting gift for this junior."
Hearing what Xia Po said, the old Taoist priest didn't mean to be polite at all. He stuffed it directly into his sleeve and said.
"Tell me, is there anything you want me to help you with?"