Orluros
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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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Qi Wuhuo nodded quietly and then glanced at the things before him. "Please wait a moment, Old Sir." Even though there was an opportunity, he didn’t rush forward immediately. Instead, he focused on finishing his current tasks. The ground meat given by the butcher was originally meant to be eaten in halves, with the rest stored in the cold cellar beneath the storage room for two more meals later. But now, all of it was taken out. While mixing the filling, he even used the sesame oil that was usually…
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As Tao Taigong spoke with a smile, the two Divine Generals turned to look. By this time, the moon had already set, and the sun was rising. The winter sunlight, always carrying a hint of coldness, filtered through the snow-dusted mountains. The young man in the blue robe lifted his hand to push aside the pine branches, still carrying the divine aura from having traversed dozens of miles through the earth. The spiritual beasts immediately recognized this youth. Especially the little deer, which hopped and…
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The Mountain God had long gone, leaving the world bathed in clear moonlight, clouds rising and swirling. Yet, the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen. Qi Wuhuo remained sitting upright, holding his wine cup aloft as if on a distant toast. He gazed into the cup and saw the reflection of the full moon, as if it were filled with moonlight. Tilting his head back, he swallowed the spiritual liquid, feeling it burn like a line of fire down his throat. Though the wine was not supposed to make one drunk, it…
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The Tiger Mountain God extended an invitation with calm and peace. Even though there was the sound of wind howling like waves and a forest that seemed to move like the sea, it could not drown out his voice. At this moment, the mountain stood towering and majestic, with clouds hanging low. The sea of clouds clashed with the Qi in the air, causing the white clouds to swirl and surge like a vast ocean. From that single point at the center, a boundless wind flowed outward in all directions, its momentum…
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