Immortality begins with inheriting the myriad arts of cultivation.

Chapter 268 Yan Hengchuan's Good Luck

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On Xiaomei Mountain.

Li Ping leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing from sight.

"Uncle Li, what kind of method is this? It's unbelievable." Feeling the vibrant life force within his body, Ji Shuchen's eyes were filled with shock.

Uncle Li only infused him with a few strands of magical power, and he felt his condition greatly improved, his chronic illnesses were cured, and he might be able to live for several more years as a result.

While marveling at Uncle Li's methods, Ji Shuchen recalled Uncle Li's words before parting: "Uncle Li said he would come to open the underground cave in Xiaomei Mountain in a while, but didn't he say before that it was not suitable to expose the underground spiritual veins without a Core Formation cultivator in charge? Why is that..."

Many thoughts flashed through Ji Shuchen's mind, and he quickly guessed one of the possibilities.

His face lit up with a mixture of surprise and delight: "Could it be that Uncle Li has already become a Core Formation cultivator?"

……

About half a day later.

In the ancestral hall of the Sword Casting Manor, a figure in a blue robe stood gracefully. He looked up at two of the dozens of memorial tablets in the row above, and a hint of melancholy appeared in his eyes.

"His late father, Duke Yan, whose given name was Guike Jun, has been appointed to a position."

"The late Duke of Yan, whose personal name was Jingxing, ascended to the throne!"

The two memorial tablets, one old and one new, were both incense offerings; they were the memorial tablets of Master and Third Senior Brother.

Li Ping recalled that when he returned to Jiang Kingdom nearly seventy years ago, his third senior brother's health was already very poor. He couldn't even walk on his own and had to be supported by others.

He had a vague premonition that this would be the last time he saw his third senior brother.

Afterwards, he was inexplicably teleported to the far north. When he returned to Jiang Kingdom, it was seventy years later, and his third senior brother had been gone for sixty years.

time flies.

The elders who had cared for him—Master Ji, his master, and his third senior brother—had all passed away, and the familiar faces had become cold, lifeless names on the memorial tablets.

Recalling the times he spent with his teachers, a look of loneliness appeared on Li Ping's face.

This world is just that cruel.

The Great Way is merciless; all mortals must die.

Even cultivators, if they cannot continuously and diligently advance on the path of immortality, break through one major bottleneck after another, and obtain more lifespan from heaven and earth, will eventually turn into a handful of yellow earth.

If he hadn't had spiritual roots, if he hadn't met his master, if he hadn't met Daoist Ji, if he hadn't bought the Foundation Establishment Pill, if he hadn't awakened the unparalleled talent within his body...

He may have already been buried underground for a long time.

Just as Li Ping was lost in his memories—

With a creak, the ancestral hall door was pushed open, and footsteps and conversations came from the outside.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I feel like something's not quite right when I perform that 'Antelope Hanging Horn' move. Is there some trick I've missed?" a soft, sweet female voice said, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Junior Sister, you've only just started learning martial arts. With more practice, you'll gradually become proficient in sword moves. After we offer incense to the ancestors, we'll go to the training ground, and I'll demonstrate the sword moves for you a few times." A rough and valiant male voice followed closely behind.

"That's wonderful! Let's go offer incense to the ancestral master!" The junior sister said, her voice filled with joy.

Soon the two entered the ancestral hall and began to offer incense to the ancestral masters, but ignored Li Ping who was standing to the side.

Watching the young couple bustling about, Li Ping couldn't help but smile.

Although Master is gone, Sword Forging Manor still exists, the Yan family still exists, and he still lives in the hearts of many people.

Although Master Ji has passed away, the cultivation family he founded has grown and prospered, with generations of cultivators emerging and injecting fresh blood into the family.

Isn't this another kind of immortality?

With this thought in mind, Li Ping felt relieved.

He glanced at the young brother and sister, who were carefully replacing the burnt incense. Li Ping smiled, shook his head, and walked out of the ancestral hall, disappearing in a few steps.

After he left—

"Hey, Sixth Senior Brother, what's this?" The junior sister noticed the several cyan jade bottles on the table and couldn't help but ask curiously.

The sixth senior brother asked, puzzled, "Huh?"

When he looked in the direction his junior sister was pointing, his eyes widened in shock. He remembered clearly that the area had been completely empty just moments before.

"What exactly is this?"

The sixth senior brother stepped forward and carefully opened the jade bottle, only to find that each jade bottle contained extremely precious healing and strengthening medicines.

"It must be our grandmaster who has returned. He was just here a moment ago." The sixth senior brother thought of the legend that had been circulating in the Sword Forging Manor for nearly a hundred years.

Legend has it that the Yan family of Sword Forging Manor was originally just an ordinary martial arts force.

However, a disciple later accepted by a certain manor lord became an immortal. Under the immortal's care, the Yan family rose to prominence and became a prominent family in the Jiang Kingdom.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly began to search carefully in the ancestral hall, constantly calling out the name of his "Grandmaster".

But Li Ping had already left, so his actions were naturally in vain.

Li Ping stood in the void, his vast divine sense instantly spreading out, enveloping the entire spirit island, treating the second-tier high-grade array outside the spirit island as nothing.

Under the influence of divine sense,

He soon spotted Yan Hengchuan leisurely drinking tea in the main hall on the island.

A smile appeared in his eyes, and Li Ping's lips moved slightly as he uttered a few words before he waited quietly.

Upon hearing Li Ping's telepathic message, Yan Hengchuan, who was in the main hall, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. He wondered if he was hallucinating.

Why would my master ask him to go out?

Besides, even if the Grandmaster really did return, he was inside the island's protective formation. How could the Grandmaster possibly transmit his voice to him through the formation?

Arriving at the island's edge with some skepticism, Yan Hengchuan immediately spotted the ethereal figure standing in the void. His eyes widened in disbelief: "Grandmaster, it really is you!"

Li Ping chuckled and tapped him on the head: "Who else could it be but me? You don't even recognize me anymore?"

Yan Hengchuan is the grandson of Li Ping's third senior brother. Shortly after being diagnosed with spiritual roots, he went to Fenglan Immortal City to cultivate under Li Ping's guidance.

Later, with Li Ping's help, he seized Yan Liming's foundation using the method of seizing the foundation and became a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Li Ping had done him such a great favor, and Yan Hengchuan had always held Li Ping in high esteem.

In his eyes, Li Ping was not a senior in the cultivation world, but an elder who cared for and loved him.

Upon being tapped on the head by Li Ping, he quickly chuckled and said, "Hehe... I know now that Grandmaster has returned. Grandmaster, please come in."

With a smile, he led Li Ping to the main hall on the island, where a servant brought out spiritual tea.

Meanwhile, another Foundation Establishment cultivator on the island, Yan Hengchuan's Daoist partner, Yu Peiling, the eldest elder of the Yu family, also came to pay her respects to Li Ping.

Yu Peiling was dressed in a light white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and she looked to be a beautiful woman in her early twenties. Upon seeing Li Ping, she immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Peiling greets Grandmaster."

Li Ping smiled and nodded, indicating that she didn't need to be so polite.

When Yan Hengchuan and Yu Peiling became Daoist partners, he specially came from Fenglan Immortal City to attend their wedding banquet. Yu Peiling was considered his junior.

Li Ping sat at the head of the table in the hall, while Yan Hengchuan and Yu Peiling sat respectfully beside him.

"Grandmaster, I've inquired about you many times in Fenglan Immortal City, but I haven't been able to find any news about you. Where have you been all these years?" Yan Hengchuan asked curiously.

When his grandfather passed away, when his son was born, and for many other important events, he would send people to Fenglan Immortal City to inform his grandmaster. However, the messengers would always return empty-handed.

This also caused Yan Hengchuan to worry that something might have happened to his grandmaster.

Fortunately, after so many years, his master returned safely, which finally put Yan Hengchuan at ease.

But he couldn't help but be curious about where his master had been all these years.

Li Ping had no intention of hiding his experience of going to the far north.

Hearing Yan Hengchuan's question with a smile, he shook his head: "I've been to the far north these past few years, not in the Western Wilderness, so it's normal that you can't find me."

"The far north." Yan Hengchuan and his wife both widened their eyes.

They knew their grandmaster was a steady and reliable person, but they never expected that he would run so far away to escape the chaos in the cultivation world.

"I met Shuxuan in the far north, but he had already passed away and reincarnated before I returned." Li Ping, unaware of their thoughts, briefly explained Ji Shuxuan's situation to Yan Hengchuan.

Yan Hengchuan and Ji Shuxuan were friends since childhood, and later they cultivated together in Fenglan Immortal City for nearly thirty years.

Although they are not blood brothers, their deep bond is stronger than that of blood brothers.

Later, Ji Shuxuan went to the State of Yan to seek an opportunity to build his foundation, but eventually disappeared.

Yan Hengchuan felt guilty and sad for a long time, believing that he had been too boastful and did not know how to restrain himself after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, which caused Ji Shuxuan to have a psychological gap and unfortunately die.

Over the years, he had always felt guilty towards Ji Shuxuan.

Hearing that Ji Shuxuan had lived out his days in the far north and that one of his descendants had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he finally felt relieved.

……

Next, Yan Hengchuan gave a self-satisfied introduction.

Li Ping learned that his and Yu Peiling's second son possessed a mutated lightning-type spiritual root. Fifty years ago, when he joined the Crimson Flame Sect, he was accepted as a disciple by a Core Formation Realm expert of the Crimson Flame Sect.

He is now a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his cultivation surpasses that of his parents.

Upon hearing this, Li Ping couldn't help but glance at Yan Hengchuan.

It's one thing to be able to establish a foundation with five spiritual roots, but not long after that, he was also captivated by the young lady of the Yu family, and even gave birth to a son with a different spiritual root after marriage... Why does he feel like this kid is a bit lucky?

Could it be that he possesses great fortune, or... is it that the "Great Fortune Gu" is on you, kid?

……

As they chatted, Yan Hengchuan asked curiously, "By the way, Grandmaster, I was inside the formation. How did you transmit your voice to me just now? Could there be a loophole in the island protection formation?"

"What? Just because the formation has no loopholes doesn't mean I can't send you a telepathic message?" Li Ping asked with a smile.

"What? Just because the formation has no loopholes doesn't mean I can't send you a telepathic message?" Li Ping asked with a smile.

"This island-protecting formation is a high-grade second-tier formation, capable of isolating divine sense." Yan Hengchuan shook his head vigorously. "Under no circumstances should a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense be able to break through the formation, unless..."

At this point, his eyes widened instantly.

Li Ping chuckled and joked, "Unless what?"