Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Ha, you have made some progress over the years. Well, if you guess who he is waiting for, I will show it to you." The shopkeeper patted his apprentice's little head dotingly.

He already had the answer in his mind, and it was a big test for him, the only disciple who could only inherit his mantle in the future.

"Master, don't underestimate me. After more than seventy days of observation, there are 149,532 people in Huizhan, and only five people have not shown up. The rebellious elder of Qingxuan Sect in Eastern Xinjiang, in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Tangyu of Tang Dynasty; Mo Qian, a genius disciple of Panshi Valley, a large sect in the South China Sea, in the early stage of Jindan; Chen Guzhou, who came from Xiaoxishan, a medium-sized sect in Zhongzhou, in the middle stage of Jindan; killed Bing Xingzhe, a genius disciple of the top ten ancient military strategists and is still being chased by him Kill Xing Dongyang, an unidentified casual cultivator who came from nowhere and escaped into our gray market."

He glanced at the old master who was there, paused and continued: "The last man is very interesting. In the past two years since he came to the gray market, he has always asked questions. Even if he ignored him, he would always ask questions. He was tenacious and heartless and kept talking to us. Haha, several times, my disciple wanted to have a chat with him. This person was so good at talking. I found out that his name was Song Fengyu. He came from Xi Mo, it’s just that his identity is very mysterious. No matter what method is used, he can’t be found out. It’s very strange.”

"Oh, the boy is good. Then tell me, among the five of them, who is he waiting for?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, his old and dim eyes finally lit up with a glimmer of light in the dark night.

There are so many people coming in and out of the ash stack every day, and the changes are unpredictable. There are many people who come today and leave tomorrow.

Their origins, origins, and backgrounds are all different and varied. Gray Market simply does not have the time to investigate such monks and cannot do so.

Only those monks who had lived in Huizhan for more than two months were carefully searched.

However, trying to accurately count who among the hundreds of thousands of monks who have appeared recently is like searching for rice in the desert or a needle in a haystack.

The apprentice's vision, super insight and focus on people or things are indeed outstanding and superior to others. This is also an important reason why I chose him in the first place.

As he restrained his mind, cultivated his character, and learned about the cultivation of people in various fields over the years, he became more and more restrained, hiding his soul and Yuan. Over the years, his cultivation has been overwhelming, and his strength has increased, which makes him very satisfied.

As the old man's thoughts flashed, the young man's voice transmission once again made him feel happy: "My disciple has also searched for information about Monkey Head Mask Monk. It gives me the feeling that he can't surpass the Nascent Soul Stage at most, but his strength is extremely extraordinary. In the Golden Core Stage, He is almost one of the best, and his mask is so unique that even the "Blue Eyes" you taught me, master, is hard to come by. I think there is a 99% chance that the person he is waiting for is Song Fengyu," the young man said with almost certainty.

"Why?"

"In my opinion, there are the following three reasons."

"First, in the past two years since Song Fengyu came here, he has been in and out every day, laughing and joking. He has been unable to retreat for more than two months. It is very strange. He must have encountered something that frightened him."

"Secondly, what happened on the day he returned. The little fairy Lin'er from the Yao Palace took a fancy to his fragments, but was teased by him. Wu Zhenren was so angry that he originally punished him, but was interrupted by others to save him. "At that time, due to the intense atmosphere, the disciples' inquiries were fruitless. Now it seems that the person who took action was most likely a monkey-headed male cultivator. If it is really him, this can also prove that this person has the powerful capital to run rampant in the golden elixir stage."

"In the end, when Song Fengyu came back, he was like a panic-stricken dog. He was completely without his usual carefree attitude. He was really frightened. Hehe, he looked like he was crying. I almost burst out laughing at that time. After that, the monkey head The monk entered quickly like a shadow, as if he was looking for something. Then, on the first day, before Mao hour, the big day arrived. After that, it was like this every day. Hey, he was not waiting for Song Fengyu, but who was he waiting for. "

The young man's last sentence was full of energy, and his eyes were as clear as ever, as clear as the green mountains after the rain: calm, steady and ethereal.

"Okay, your observation is meticulous, your analysis is watertight, well-founded, and interconnected. You are indeed my good apprentice. I can safely hand over the mantle to you. However," the old man changed his words, corrected, and continued. He opened his mouth and said, "The other four people have not gone out for the past few days. Their retreat time was either before or after Song Fengyu. Therefore, we can conclude that the monkey-headed boy must be waiting for Song Fengyu."

"Haha, don't look at me, old man, your master with such admiration. Next, the old man will tell you what kind of skills this monkey-headed monk practices." The old man comforted and said happily.

"Master is the best. Disciples are all ears."

The young man received the old man's affirmation, he was delighted and his confidence doubled.

More than a thousand years ago, Master was once a giant and evil presence that roamed all directions.

After a long while, the old man's somewhat turbid and erratic voice sounded: "Because my Huizhan's formation is very magical, and there is a mysterious small ancient formation "Sleeping Head" wrapped around the wooden bed in each room, after the monks fall asleep, not only the body is relaxed, but the mind will also be greatly relaxed, allowing them to wash away the invisible fatigue and tiredness accumulated in the flesh over the years. There is a wonderful effect of nourishing and repairing the flesh like a long stream of water, but it has been ignored by many people, and even sneered. Hey, the body is the carrier of every kind of living being, and the only container for living beings to resist the great way of heaven and earth. Is it really so simple? Disciple, you must remember that in the future, no matter how high your cultivation is, you must treat your body well. Sleep is a good way. This may be This is the greatest harvest that I, an old man, have gained in the world for more than two thousand years. Ha, of course, there is also you. "

The old man looked at his disciple tenderly and continued: "In fact, the master does not know the method of this person's practice. He only knows that he is refining his body. It is precisely because his body has been nurtured again that there are unprecedented throbbing or wriggling in all aspects of his body. He suppressed his inner surprise and carefully sensed the invisible and traceless changes in his body. The most important thing is that he followed the changes in his body and was thinking about the next step of refining his body. "

The old man's words made the young man stunned. Sleeping has such great benefits, and there are such strange people in the world. It's incredible.

However, the old man's next question made him curious and excited, as if he was scratching his heart.

"Little bastard, do you want to know his identity?"