Deliveryman of the Heaven

Uncle Jian looked at Weiqing, and asked in disbelief: "Weiqing, are these the spiritual pill you refined?"    

    

Weiqing shook his head, then nodded and laughed: "This spiritual pill, is not, it should be a spirit medicine, I have indeed refined it. It's just a substandard product that I forged using excess waste materials. A real spiritual pill, haha, I am not generous enough to just casually gift it to others! "    

    

Uncle Jian looked at Weiqing with wide eyes and said with a trembling voice: "What, this is still a lower graded pill, and you don't want it? Heavens, then wouldn't the things I refined be dog shit? No, it was worse than dog shit! Weiqing, you must promise me one thing! " As he spoke, he was about to kneel …    

    

Weiqing obviously knew what the Uncle Jian was trying to do, so he hurriedly stopped him from kneeling. He smiled and said, "Uncle Jian, don't be like this.    

    

Uncle Jian's face became very excited as he said, "Take this half-buried old fellow in your arms. Now, my grandson is not lacking in money, so he wants to refine medicine for fun. "You don't need to be afraid of anything. As long as it's something big, I'll help you learn. You can use it however you want!"    

    

Weiqing still shook his head and said: "Uncle Jian, I won't force myself to do this sort of thing."    

    

Weiqing took the box from Big Brother Fei's hands and placed it in Uncle Jian's hands, laughing: "Since you like this thing, then just treat it as a younger generation's gift to you!"    

    

It wasn't like Weiqing hadn't seen Uncle Jian refining medicine before, his standards couldn't even compare to those female alchemists in the experiment labs. No matter how old he was, Uncle Jian was already qualified to be Weiqing's grandfather. No matter how courageous Weiqing was, he wouldn't be able to order an old man of the grandfather's generation around. The pressure in the laboratory was huge, so the Uncle Jian definitely could not handle it.    

    

Uncle Jian accepted the box resentfully and sighed. "Sigh, if only I was twenty years younger."    

    

"Uncle Jian, I do not visit the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. I came here this time because I have something to ask of you. " Weiqing took the opportunity to change the topic, took out a piece of paper and handed it over to Uncle Jian: "This is a poem, and refers to a certain place on the Three Immortals Mountain, I wonder if you can tell where it is?"    

    

Uncle Jian laughed: "I have already entrusted this entire life to Three Immortals Mountain, there is no place that I don't know about." As he opened the note, his face became serious and he said in a low voice, "Peach Blossom mountain, Peach Blossom mountain, Immortal Pier, the Heaven Flying Immortal, Li Jiang painted on the nine horses! Where did you get this poem? "    

    

Weiqing's expression changed slightly as he lied, "A friend gave it to me."    

    

Uncle Jian said with a wry smile: "This friend of yours is very familiar with Three Immortals Mountain, almost all the fame and victories in Three Immortals Mountain are here for the longest time. Peach Blossom Monastery, Immortal Pier, Pen Edge Pagoda, Nine Horses Painting Mountain, Li Jiang, this is the most famous place in Three Immortals Mountain, hehe, which one are you looking for? "    

    

Weiqing said dejectedly: "If I knew, then I wouldn't have come to ask you."    

    

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day Chang'e descends to the mortal world.    

    

When he was at the experiment lab two days ago, Weiqing had been busy with this matter since he was free. Ye Zichen had asked Chang'e in the WeChat group where they settled down. Chang'e said that it was at Three Immortals Mountain. At that time, Weiqing felt that he was pretty lucky. With the help of the Uncle Jian, he should be able to handle things easily.    

    

But after that, Chang'e wrote a poem for Weiqing, saying that it was a blessing in disguise, and the exact location and time to settle down was in the poem, for Weiqing to comprehend on his own.    

    

In the past two days, Weiqing had also researched quite a bit on this poem, but he could not find any clues. As a result, after finishing all his work in the laboratory, Weiqing immediately rushed over to the Three Immortals Mountain to ask Uncle Jian about it. However, from the looks of it, even Uncle Jian was unable to see through the poem, causing Weiqing to feel slightly uneasy.    

    

"Hehe, as an old man, I can't compare to you youngsters. This is a map of the Three Immortals Mountain, passed down from generation to generation, there are many markings on it, take a look yourself, and remember to switch to me after you finish looking! " Uncle Jian kept the wooden box. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to ask Weiqing for guidance on alchemy, but seeing Weiqing's anxious look, he knew that Weiqing had something he needed to do.    

    

"Boss, let me see. Back when I was at school, I was known as Little Li Bai." Without any shame, Big Brother Fei took the paper slip and muttered a few words, then asked: "Boss, is this a poem? How come there aren't any questions?"    

    

Weiqing replied with a question: "Does it matter?"    

    

The Big Brother Fei looked at Weiqing like an idiot, and snorted: "Boss, you have never gone to school, aren't the most important things in a poem the title? This is a poem written by the ancients, and the topic is the central thought behind our current composition. This poem of yours doesn't even have a topic, who knows what it expresses. "    

    

Weiqing picked up the pen, and wrote an 'X' in front of the poem, and said: "This is its true title?"    

    

Big Brother Fei frowned: "This is an untitled poem?"    

    

Weiqing inexplicably sighed, and said: "Ah, in this era, anything is hard to do."    

    

Now that he thought about it, there were all sorts of things that happened, a little bit of carelessness would cost him his life, and he didn't even have the chance to scream out injustice. Now that he had come up with such a poem for himself to guess, why did he have to go through all this trouble just to tell him where he was staying?    

    

"Boss, I understand!" Big Brother Fei quickly took the paper note and said: "Your friend should be at the Flying Immortal Cave!"    

    

Weiqing frowned: "There's a place called the Flying Immortal Cave in Three Immortals Mountain?"    

    

Big Brother Fei opened the map and said: "Hehe, I am truly a talent. Peach and Flower View in Peach and Flower Mountain, not on Peach and Flower Mountain, but there is a Peach and Flower View, we circle it out. Immortal Pier had arrived. The Heaven Flying Immortal had drawn the brush, and the Nine Horses Painting had painted the entire Lijiang River! Mark the Immortal Pier, the brush tip tower, and the Nine Horse Painting Mountain. "    

    

"Boss, can you tell what's special about these four places?"    

    

Weiqing shook his head and said: "Isn't it just 4 places?"    

    

Big Brother Fei picked up a pen and connected the four places. It just so happened that it was X, he pointed to the center of X and laughed proudly, "Did you see that? The center of X is the Flying Immortal Cave, isn't it just to cater to the topic of this poem, X? The Nine Horses Painting Mountain Painting on the Lijiang River. This Flying Immortal Cave is right beside the Lijiang River, it's all correct! "    

    

Weiqing looked at Big Brother Fei in shock and said, "You can't really be Li Bai's reincarnation, can you?    

    

The Big Brother Fei laughed, "The title of the school's Li Bai back then was not just for show."    

    

Weiqing lightly punched his fist and shouted: "Alright, tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Flying Immortal Cave!"    

    

Just then, the Uncle Jian walked in and asked: "You guys are going to the Flying Immortal Cave? I advise you not to go. The Flying Immortal Cave is located in the center of the pond. In the past, the water level of the river was relatively low, and the Flying Immortal Cave often appeared on the outside. Ten years ago, the Flying Immortal Cave sank beneath the pond, and rarely appeared. "    

    

Weiqing laughed: "You rarely show your face, but you still show yourself, right?"    

    

The Uncle Jian patted his head and said, "That's right, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. That is the only chance that the Flying Immortal Cave will reveal itself in the next year."    

    

"That's right!" The Uncle Jian's words confirmed Weiqing's guess. Chang'e should be settled in this flying immortal cave! At this time, a gust of cold wind blew outside, and a teacup fell onto the ground with a clang, startling Weiqing. He had an ominous premonition, that this trip was not going well …