Chapter 1 Light of the Red Moon

The light of the red moon fell like water, and the night wind blew 'whoosh'.

Inside the room, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his breathing maintaining its original rhythm.

A short period of deep sleep was not enough to bring about any major changes, but it deepened his control over this body, making it almost indistinguishable from his own.

Although still weak, his senses were much sharper.

Although this body had some presbyopia, his hearing was still fine.

The newcomer's movements were light, but the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves was different from the sound of it blowing on a person.

He had noticed.

"Who could it be? Kong San? No, that Kong San is said to have just passed by while fleeing..."

Thoughts flashed through An Qisheng's mind.

He was almost crippled at this time, and judging from the soundless movements of the newcomer, if they wanted to strike a deadly blow, it would be difficult to resist.

Whoosh~

It seemed as if wind blew into the house.

Then, a strange smell entered his nose and mouth, sweet with a hint of fishiness.

"Poisonous smoke? So cautious?"

An Qisheng held his breath.

If it weren't for his arrival, this old Taoist would probably be a stiff corpse by now, yet they were still so careful.

Either the newcomer was naturally cautious, or they didn't know the old Taoist was dying.

Which one would it be?

Thoughts raced through An Qisheng's mind, but he was surprisingly not afraid.

Although his senses, feelings, everything told him that this was a real world.

But he was also clearly aware that he was dreaming.

Just a dream, who am I afraid of?

Unconsciously, An Qisheng's mentality had undergone a subtle change.

"Has this old bastard died yet..."

On the other side of the door, the newcomer muttered to himself.

This old Taoist's skills were not very good, but seventy years of virgin boy gong (internal energy cultivated by celibacy) meant his internal strength shouldn't be underestimated. He was no match for him.

Although the Big Boss said this old bastard was about to die.

But what if?

His life was his own.

After thinking about it, the newcomer took out a bamboo tube, pierced the window paper, and sprayed psychedelic smoke inside.

Only after listening for a while and hearing no sound inside.

He gently pushed open the wooden door with a slight tremor of his arm.

The dim room was empty except for the old Taoist on the bed, motionless, as if he were dead asleep.

"It was this easy?"

The newcomer muttered to himself, it was too smooth.

However, the old Taoist was motionless, obviously sleeping soundly, his breathing even.......

"Huh?! Something's not right! Where's the breathing?"

The newcomer paused, a 'thump' in his heart, he didn't hear the old Taoist's breathing.

Unless he was dead, even if he was unconscious, he should still be breathing, right?

Chi~

He took out a dagger from his lower back, staring at the bed, his body tense, ready to strike at any moment.

Whoosh~

An Qisheng let out a breath, turned over and sat up, as if completely unaware of the outsider in the room, sighing to himself:

"Still can't condense the qi channels..."

His voice was soft, with a hint of melancholy.

"Qi channels?"

At the same time that An Qisheng spoke, the newcomer's feet tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to exert force.

Hearing this, cold sweat poured down instantly.

Outer Refinement in three stages, Inner Refinement in three origins, internal force reaches its peak, and then the omnipresent spiritual energy of heaven and earth is combined with one's own internal force to form a seed of true qi, only then can one condense the qi channels.

Could it be that this old bastard has reached the point of condensing a seed of true qi?!

Thinking of his seventy years of pure internal strength, it seemed possible!

"Alas!"

An Qisheng sighed softly, his eyes slightly raised, looking at the newcomer lightly:

"Visiting late at night, I wonder what brings you here?"

Bang!

The moment An Qisheng's eyes shifted, the newcomer was completely horrified, his feet exerted force, his body retreated, and he smashed through the wooden door!

He was about to flee!

"So easy to fool?"

An Qisheng was also stunned.

Scaring away the newcomer was naturally his goal, but if he let him escape so easily, even if he was frightened for a while, he would definitely react later.

Therefore, in a flash of thought, An Qisheng let out a low roar using the Baji Xingqi (Eight Extremes Breath Control) method:

"Stop!"

The essence of Baji lies in stomping the feet and exhaling air. Although this body was weak, the sudden sound startled the newcomer.

"Not good, this old bastard is going to kill someone!"

The newcomer's heart beat wildly, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, nailed to the outside of the door. Although he could escape with one more step, he hesitated to take that step.

While the newcomer's mind was trembling, An Qisheng lightly dropped a sentence:

"You still have to pay for breaking things."

Ah?

The newcomer had already prepared for a desperate fight, but he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He turned around, took out a tael of silver, and respectfully placed it on the threshold:

"You're right, you have to pay for breaking things..."

"Not enough."

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed slightly, taking an inch after gaining a yard.

The newcomer gritted his teeth and took out another tael of silver from his arms, his heart aching, these two taels of silver were enough to buy a hundred doors.

But unexpectedly, the old bastard lightly said another sentence:

"Still not enough!"

The newcomer was extremely angry, but when he met those eyes that seemed turbid but were actually unfathomable, all his arrogance disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and took out a cyan jade pendant from his arms:

"This jade pendant is worth thirty taels of silver, that should be enough!"

"Almost."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, and when the newcomer wanted to retreat, he spoke again:

"Wait a moment."

"You!"

The newcomer's hands trembled.

"Go back and tell Shen Ziping, if he wants to kill this old Taoist, let him come himself!"

An Qisheng said lightly, lowering his eyes.

In his perspective, there were words jumping:

Su Er, a bandit from Snake King Mountain, came under the order of the Big Boss Shen Ziping.......]

When he sensed the danger, he had already communicated with the Dao Yi Diagram to find out the newcomer's information.

He not only knew the newcomer's purpose, but also knew his personality and character.

"You, you actually know?"

Su Er's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Get lost, don't wait for this old Taoist to change his mind..."

After An Qisheng said this, he ignored the newcomer and lay down on his own, turning his back to him.

But at this time, Su Er no longer had any intention of attacking, his face under the mask was extremely ugly:

"I will tell the Big Boss what you said, Senior."

Leaving a sentence, he fled in panic, without even the courage to look back.

"Phew!"

An Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was fearless in his heart, this was, after all, a journey with a six thousand Dao Power ticket, and he didn't want it to end too early.

If he missed this time, he didn't know when he would be able to gather six thousand Dao Power next time.

"Master is mighty!"

At this time, two small heads poked out from outside the door.

The two little ones looked in awe and amazement:

"Master is mighty!"

Zhang Hao Hao picked up the silver and jade pendant on the ground, his little face full of admiration, he only felt that Master was much mightier than before.

A few words scared the black-clothed man who broke their door into giving so much silver.

"Master is the best!"

Jiang Tingting echoed.

An Qisheng was dumbfounded and sighed:

"Come in."

"Okay."

The two little guys nimbly entered the house, and Jiang Tingting even trotted over.

"Help me up."

An Qisheng coughed lightly.

"Ah?"

Zhang Hao Hao and Jiang Tingting looked at each other.

An Qisheng's face darkened:

"Help your master up!"

"Oh, oh."

The two little ones were startled and hurriedly grabbed An Qisheng's arm.

An Qisheng gently borrowed strength, sat up from the bed, let the two little ones put on his shoes and clothes, and then slowly stood up.

Not to mention that this body was extremely weak, even a normal person might not be able to get out of bed after lying in bed for so many days.

An Qisheng swayed twice, found his center of gravity, and then let out a sigh of relief:

"Let's go."

"Master, it's the middle of the night, where are we going?"

Zhang Hao Hao frowned.

He and Jiang Tingting went down the mountain to beg during the day, and rushed back in the evening, and it was midnight when they came back. They hadn't fallen asleep yet when they heard the movement here and ran over.

At this time, after the excitement passed, they were immediately sleepy and just wanted to fall asleep.

An Qisheng didn't explain much, grabbed the silver jade pendant from Zhang Hao Hao's hand and put it in his arms:

"Down the mountain."

An Qisheng didn't expect that what he said before could fool that group of bandits.

The martial arts in this world are mainly based on internal force. The process of an internal force reaching the whole body's meridians is also known as Outer Refinement in three stages, and Inner Refinement in three origins.

They are Outer Refinement of tendons, bones, and skin, and Inner Refinement of organs, marrow, and blood.

Blood Exchange takes a hundred days, hence the name Hundred Days Foundation Establishment.

Only after the Blood Exchange is successful, one is qualified to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and combine it with one's own internal force to transform into a seed of true qi.

Only at this step is one qualified to condense the qi channels.

Not to mention refining a seed of true qi, any master who successfully exchanges blood can become a guest of honor in any family in Ronghua Prefecture, or even the entire Dafeng Dynasty.

Why would they stay in a mere Nanliang County?

That Su Er had not even completed Outer Refinement, and although he knew about Inner Refinement and qi channels, he did not know the mysteries. But once he returned to Snake King Mountain, that Shen Ziping had already entered the Inner three origins and had fought against Wang Quan, the old Taoist.

Naturally, he would know that this was a lie.

If he didn't run now, it would be too late.

Of course, there was no need to tell these words to these two little guys.

"Okay."

Jiang Tingting obediently responded, and then 'ah' sounded as if she had remembered something, and ran back to the room in a puff of smoke.

Then she ran back all the way and handed the dark brown cornbread to An Qisheng.

"This is..."

An Qisheng was stunned, took the cornbread, and his eyes became gentle.

He certainly didn't care about a cornbread, but this intention could not be betrayed.

He reached out and touched the little guy's messy hair, and smiled:

"Eat it on the way."

Walking out of the room, the rosy moonlight had already fallen down, shining on his body.

An Qisheng looked up, and in the sky, there were seven rounds of red moon.

"This is really another world..."

An Qisheng sighed softly in his heart.

Although he had long known that there might be another world, he was still deeply touched by this arrival.

This was another world.......

After watching the red moon quietly for a long time, An Qisheng slowly raised his foot and walked out of the Taoist temple.

Seeing him walking unsteadily, the two little guys hurriedly stepped forward, one in front and one behind, to support him.

In this way, under the light of the red moon, one old man and two children, three figures gradually walked away along the mountain road.