Orluros
Stories
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Chapters
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Words
2.0 M
Comments
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Reading
7 d, 2 h
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The sky had darkened. It was as if the world were bathed in streams of molten gold. Qi Wuhuo gazed at the golden expanse between heaven and earth, his heart inexplicably at peace. He had never seen a sunset like this before. Strangely enough, though the radiant glow of dusk filled the sky with majesty, the sun itself was nowhere to be seen. The girl stretched lazily and stood up. Her gauzy socks, though they had touched the stream earlier, bore no trace of water. Facing the vast, majestic river, she took…-
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Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands respectfully toward the man and said: “Greetings to you, elder brother…” Then, turning to the massive yellow ox, which was larger and stronger than any beast he had ever seen, he bowed slightly and added: “And to you as well, Elder Brother Niu.” The yellow ox seemed quite pleased with the boy’s politeness and decorum. It let out two low grunts of approval and gently nudged the boy with its massive body. The tall man’s expression also softened considerably. With a…
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Qi Wuhuo’s departure wasn’t much of an event. It was only when Li Puyu came to pay a New Year’s visit and found the boy absent that he felt a pang of disappointment. Butcher Zhang, who had prepared a red envelope with five big coins as New Year’s money, didn’t get the chance to give it. Life carried on as usual—sunrise and sunset, people coming and going, the lively bustle of daily life. After all, what’s the significance of the departure of a young outsider, born of humble origins and…
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When Qi Wuhuo returned home, he saw the elder still seated with his usual composed demeanor, brewing tea. Seeing him enter, the old man asked unhurriedly: “Wuhuo, you’ve returned?” “Yes.” “How did today’s lecture go?” Qi Wuhuo truthfully recounted the events and added: “The sections I explained today were derived from Tantai Xuan’s and cultivation notes left by my friend. I did not speak of the teachings Sir passed to me.” He still remembered what the old man had said back then:…
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Qi Wuhuo placed one hand on the pill furnace, guiding the flow of the Primordial Qi as he added various herbal essences into the mix. He began refining their properties, working to condense them into Primordial Nourishing Pills. His alchemy technique was far from refined, showing several signs of inexperience and even obvious mistakes. Among the mountain gods, there were those with far more adept alchemy skills. Yet when the young man raised his hand, he directly drew upon the power of a Mountain God,…
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The various spirit beasts naturally paid their respects, as did the mountain gods, each with their own thoughts, offering a slight bow. Earlier, their greetings were simply to congratulate the mountain god. Now, it was to show gratitude for teaching the Dao. Even if some thought that whatever the young man shared would likely hold little value for them. Some mountain gods exchanged thoughts through sound transmission, saying: “Originally, I thought he was merely a youth who, by fate and an old…
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Qi Wuhuo stepped out of the wooden door, his footsteps light and swift, heading toward the back mountain. As he passed along the main road of the town, he heard the distant noise—sounds of moving timber and people bustling about. These sounds had been ongoing for quite some time, at least over a month. Qi Wuhuo held no particular interest in these matters and didn't take the initiative to inquire. And it seemed that those working there also deliberately avoided him as they went about their…
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Under the plum blossom tree, I saw a young man and an old man discussing the Dao? The several True Persons exchanged glances, puzzled by these words. None of them could grasp the meaning behind the mention of the old man and the youth under the plum blossom tree. Each of these True Persons had the ability to establish their own lineage, yet in front of this Daoist, who had just pushed open the decaying wooden door and stepped out, they remained extremely respectful, silently standing by. The Daoist…
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On the main road, a carriage slowly came to a halt. The other travelers on the road, upon seeing the emblem on this carriage, immediately stepped aside and kept their distance. Even those who themselves rode in luxurious carriages adorned with fine silk and brocade, driven by domineering coachmen wielding their whips, turned pale at the sight of this particular carriage. They hurriedly made way, allowing the simple-looking carriage to pass. The coachman of this carriage sat upright and politely offered…
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Qi Wuhuo only wrote these four lines, then put down his brush. The old man stroked his beard and softly recited the couplet—or rather, the four lines of poetry. He felt that the words were plain yet carried an air of immortality. Suddenly, he chuckled, a trace of delight showing on his face as he said: "It seems one should never speak too soon." "Wuhuo, did you write this?" Qi Wuhuo shook his head and answered honestly: "I don’t have that kind of talent." "This is a poem I saw in a dream, written…
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