Chapter 1206: Huang Wuji Meets Qinglong Daoist

The Huang family's actions naturally would not cause too much disturbance; this area belongs to the Huang family, and after the Luo family was wiped out, the entire area was integrated by the Huang family, and after integration, it was under the Huang family's control.

Naturally, it would not cause much disturbance; Huang Wuji and the others immediately went to Mangshan Mountain Range, the Huang family's disciples had already prepared outside, they all hid, clearing the area, with no one else besides the Huang family's people.

Upon arriving again at the outskirts of Mangshan Mountain Range, one could still feel its desolation and oppressive pressure, which directly suppresses the soul and mind; Huang Wuji and Huang Yan entered the Mangshan Mountain Range and discovered that some changes had occurred inside, and these changes were quite obvious.

Before, there were some demonic beasts in this area, or demonic beasts watching them; this time upon entering, there were some, yet no one approached, nor did any demonic beasts watch them; as soon as they noticed it was them, they quickly disappeared.

The two easily arrived outside the formation where the Qinglong Daoist was located, and Huang Yan turned back and said, 'Grandfather, please wait a moment.'

Huang Wuji nodded, then once again fixed his gaze on the formation before him, the shock in his heart still not fading.

It is this formation that made him feel despair; if Huang Yan were not that person's disciple, then …

'Grandfather, it's done.' Huang Yan quickly took care of it; the formation opened a passage, and he led Huang Wuji inside.

Upon entering Longshe Shan, Huang Wuji entered for the first time, curiously observing his surroundings; spiritual energy rushed toward him, and after the spiritual vein's core merged into Longshe Shan, the concentration of spiritual energy became even richer, several times denser than before.

The entirety of Longshe Shan is a plantation for spiritual medicines; the medicinal fragrance and various aromas swirl about, giving a feeling of a paradisiacal blessed land; Huang Wuji glanced, and deep in his eyes lay a profound shock.

The Huang family also has a spiritual medicine plantation base, but compared to this place, it is far inferior; although both are locations of spiritual veins, the Huang family's medicinal field compared to this place is like a petty sorcerer before a great master.

In terms of the grade, quantity, variety, and cultivation scope of spiritual medicines, they simply cannot be compared.

The spiritual field before them exuded a rich medicinal fragrance; Huang Wuji followed Huang Yan forward, observing along the way, finally he raised his head, stared at the formation in the sky, and murmured, 'This is a massive spirit‑gathering formation; its effect is many times better than that of the Huang family's spirit‑gathering formation.'

If the Huang family could also possess such a spirit‑gathering formation, their cultivation speed would at least increase by more than half; unfortunately, an existence like this cannot easily leave this place, nor would it readily enter the Huang family's domain.

If we truly compare, the Huang family cannot match this place.

Looking at it this way, the imperial family seems to have nothing that could attract him, not at all.

'Master.'

Huang Yan performed a respectful salute, as always showing filial devotion.

The Qinglong Daoist put down his hoe, having just planted a batch of spiritual medicines; taking advantage of this time, he finished planting them all at once, completing his task.

Elder Xinran was not far away, also planting new spiritual medicines; the vast plot of land was being tended by the few of them, with Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang also treated as laborers, wholeheartedly busy.

Everyone was busy; the Qinglong Daoist raised his head and said, 'You've come; what good things have you brought for your master this time?'

Huang Yan rubbed his head and said, 'Master, this time I have brought you many good things; I guarantee you will be satisfied.'

'Oh?' The Qinglong Daoist noticed Huang Wuji; in fact, he had already noticed him earlier.

'Is this your grandfather?'

Huang Wuji had met him before, yet he still deliberately asked that; upon hearing the Qinglong Daoist mention him, Huang Wuji stepped forward and said, 'Huang Wuji of the Huang family, greetings, fellow Daoist.'

He clasped his hands, bowed, keeping his posture very low.

Could he not be low?

Huang Wuji could not see through the Qinglong Daoist before him; he only felt that he was very strong, and that intangible pressure emanating from him made Huang Wuji feel pressured, a pressure as great as facing a demon king.

This is still the intangible pressure radiating outward; if it were directed at him, he might … directly kneel down.

The Qinglong Daoist nodded and said, 'Fellow Daoist, did you come this time for Yan'er?'

Huang Wuji answered embarrassedly, 'No, I came this time to meet you, fellow Daoist; after all, you are the lifesaver of my grandson, and as his grandfather, I naturally ought to come and thank you in person.'

Having said that, he clasped his hands and bowed his torso in thanks.

The Qinglong Daoist quickly reached out, not allowing him to bend his waist.

'Fellow Daoist, you are too polite; I have taken a liking to this youngster Yan'er; it is only fitting that he become my disciple—this is the guidance of fate.'

'Since he is my disciple, as his master I naturally cannot let him suffer injustice.'

'Fellow Daoist, there is no need for this.'

Upon hearing these words, Huang Wuji's mood brightened greatly; the Qinglong Daoist's remarks gave him much face.

After all, Huang Yan is his grandson, and also someone he values.

'Thanks to your favor, fellow Daoist, Yan'er must henceforth properly honor his master.'

He turned back and scolded his grandson Huang Yan with a sentence.

Huang Yan quickly smiled, 'Grandfather, rest assured; I will honor my master and will never betray him.'

'Mmm.' Huang Wuji was very pleased with this grandson; he knows how to speak, has propriety, and will not speak coyly.

'Fellow Daoist, there's no need for this; I see that this youngster Yan'er is very filial, a malleable talent; with a little training, he can still stand on his own.'

'With the two of us working together to help him, he will soon become a powerful figure in his own right; perhaps then we two will have to rely on him.'

'Hahaha.' Upon hearing this, Huang Wuji laughed heartily, his mood very good.

'What you say is quite right, fellow Daoist; although my grandson may lack talent in other areas, his aptitude is fine, and with your guidance, his future achievements will certainly not be low; by then, we two may both have to rely on him.'

'Not bad, not bad.' The Qinglong Daoist echoed in agreement.

The two found a topic and mutually flattered each other.

They spoke around Huang Yan, mentioning only his good points, not the bad.

That grandfather does not like hearing such talk, but seeing his own grandson praised, he naturally feels happy.

After half an hour, the pleasantries having mostly concluded, Huang Yan took out the things he had prepared and handed them to the Qinglong Daoist.

'Master, these are the good things I have brought for you; please take a look.'

The Qinglong Daoist received them, glanced, and nodded in satisfaction.

'Not bad, there's quite a lot; compared to last time, there is significantly more.' The only thing lacking is spiritual veins.

Spiritual veins are very important; where could one just produce them at any time?

Moreover, the Qinglong Daoist is not currently lacking spiritual veins; he obtained several from the Luotian White Snake Clan, making up for his deficiency, so he is not presently in short supply.

On the contrary, the things Huang Yan brought are not few; compared to what he brought last time, they are several times greater, and the grade of the items has also risen by several levels.

Many are aged spiritual medicines; one could say he put real effort into this.

'That's right; the master's affairs are the disciple's affairs; being able to satisfy the master is the disciple's honor.' Huang Yan clasped his hands and spoke kind words again.