Aiming for the Immortal Path

Before the sound completely dissipated, a female cultivator with bright eyes and long flowing hair was seen galloping towards her.

The female cultivator holds a long sword in her hand and walks as lightly as a crane. Wearing a dark red robe with yellow edges, it swayed in the wind while running, like the sunset reflecting the sky.

Rushing to Qing He in one breath, the female correction officer continued to speak, and then her eyes fell on the shrine in Qing He's hand.

"Huh? Is this Yuanying... Grandpa's Yuanying? The Yuanying was placed in the shrine, but its consciousness has dissipated. How could this happen? Who killed grandpa?!" ??

After speaking, he immediately looked sad and angry.

"On the road to immortality, if you don't reach the top of the immortal road, you will inevitably die! It doesn't matter who you kill!"

Qinghe suppressed his sadness and rushed over to the female cultivator, speaking as calmly as possible.

Ren Ze's enemies obviously didn't intend to tell him.

Su Twelve stood aside silently, and could see Qinghe's thoughts at a glance, without saying anything more.

But I was secretly surprised that the female cultivator in front of me, whom the other party called her granddaughter, was not at a low level in cultivation. She was actually a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Although he was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, the other party's real age, or bone age, did not appear to be that old.

Just... less than half a hundred years old!

How can this be? At less than half a hundred years old, he can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage? Could it be that someone took away his body?

But the aura on this little girl's body was completely natural, and there was no sign of being taken away from her at all.

Unless, her spiritual talent is astonishing! ! !

With his peripheral vision sweeping over the approaching female cultivators, Su Twelve couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Thinking back to myself, I don’t know how much suffering I went through and how much time I spent in hard training in order to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

If there were any mistakes in it, the path to immortality might have been cut off long ago.

But during the Muyun Prefecture Huanxing Sect, Li Piaoyue and others were targeted

Through training, true disciples with excellent spiritual roots and qualifications can condense golden elixirs within a hundred years.

Now, I saw someone again, whose bone age was less than half a century, and he had condensed the Nascent Soul.

Comparing these situations together, Su Twelve couldn't help but feel emotional.

However, Su Twelve has been cultivating immortality for many years and has gone through various hardships, so it goes without saying that his will is strong. In just a moment, he adjusted his mentality.

No matter whether it is a mortal or a monk, there is never absolute fairness.

Some people are born smart, some are born in the homes of emperors and generals, but some are born stupid... This is the norm in the world.

Su Twelve's thoughts changed.

After Qinghe briefly comforted his granddaughter, he quickly took his granddaughter's hand and turned to look at Su Twelve again.

"Ling Rong, come with me to see this Senior Wang. He is your grandfather's friend. Without his help, your grandfather Yuanying would not have been sent back."

"Junior Ren Lingrong, have you met Wang...Senior Wang?!"

Only then did Ren Lingrong's attention fall on Su Twelve. He immediately cupped his hands and expressed his gratitude to Su Twelve.

But in the middle of his words, he stared at Su Twelve and couldn't help but hesitate.

After two doubtful looks flashed across his eyes, he immediately returned to his natural state.

But after she finished speaking, she calmly pulled her grandmother aside and took half a step back.

Um? Does this person know me?

Could it be that... I saw it in Baizhangfang City?

But how is this possible? After leaving Baizhangfang City, I have changed my appearance and aura characteristics several times.

In addition, the incarnation scroll cultivated by the secret method of Tianjuan is also on Nangong Yi's body.

Even if we meet in Baizhangfang City, there is no reason to recognize me!

The change in Ren Lingrong's expression was very subtle, but there was no way he could hide it from Su Twelve's eyes.

Su Twelve couldn't help but be slightly startled by the sudden change.

From the look in the other person's eyes, he could keenly feel that he clearly knew him.

Without showing any expression on his face, Su Twelve immediately asked, "Is this Ren Lingrong... do you recognize me?"

"No... I don't know him!" Faced with the question, Ren Lingrong quickly shook his head.

Knowing that the other party was unwilling to tell the truth, Su Twelve did not continue to ask questions, and turned his eyes to look at Qinghe again.

"Fellow Daoist Qinghe, what I just said still stands true. If the Ren family needs help, I can help you once within my ability."

The words just fell.

Before Qing He could speak, Ren Lingrong rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. It's just a trouble for the Ren family, just some young people. My master is in charge of the Ren family, so they won't come if they don't come." That’s it, if you really dare to come, you will definitely die!”

Master is in charge?

Su Twelve's expression did not change, and he did not frown at Ren Lingrong's words.

Although he did not take the liberty to scan with his spiritual consciousness, as a being in the out-of-body stage, it was not difficult for him to sense the breath of other monks within a certain range.

The entire Ren Mansion, and even the entire Guihai City, had no powerful aura at all.

However, Qinghe's previous hesitation and Ren Lingrong's reaction at the moment made him react quickly.

The two people in front of them are not only wary of him, but the crisis facing the Ren family may also have hidden secrets.

He had no intention of paying attention to this.

After all, for the sake of what the other party said, he wanted to help

Being busy and staying behind makes you look ignorant.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now!"

After that, without waiting for the two of them to say anything more, they turned around and walked out.

Qing He and Ren Lingrong did not try to persuade him to stay, but still respectfully sent Su Twelve to the door.

Seeing Su Twelve walking away, Qinghe quickly turned to look at his granddaughter.

"Ling Rong, you seem to know this senior just now?"

Ren Lingrong nodded immediately and spoke quickly.

"I can't say we know each other, it's just that I went to Baizhangfang City a few days ago, and my master and I happened to meet this person a few times there."

"At an auction at that time, this man took away many rare treasures. My grandfather's Nascent Soul should also be taken away by him. But grandma, you also know that before I was adopted by you, my grandfather had disappeared. I haven’t really met Grandpa.”

"If I had known about it at that time, I would have asked Master to help me take my grandpa Yuanying back."

If Su Twelve were present, he would definitely be very surprised when he heard these words.

The time he spent in Baizhangfang City was not short, and he had no impression of Ren Lingrong from the Ren family at all.

"It's not important! Now that your grandfather's Nascent Soul has been returned by the other party, it is a good thing. From this point of view, what he said before that he and your grandfather are close friends is somewhat credible."

Qinghe waved his hand and didn't care.

As he spoke, the guard in his heart relaxed significantly.

But the next moment, Ren Lingrong said with a serious face: "Are you a close friend of grandpa? I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case. If nothing else, this person's name in Baizhangfang City is Han Mingyu, but now grandma is Call him Senior Wang.”

"Changing my name and bringing my grandfather's Nascent Soul to our Ren family at this juncture, I'm afraid the purpose may not be simple!"