A few people were eating and drinking dully nearby, listening to the occasional shouting coming from over there, and one of them couldn't help but frowning. They are all "biographies" designed to deceive the ignorant people in the countryside. They have so many traces of being written by humans that you can't hear any valuable information at all. Lu Kuang and the rest of the people had the same expression. They had thought that they could hear some clues about the hometown of 'Changsheng Zhenren' by coming to the inn, and follow the clues to find his ancestral tomb. But now it seems that they have to find another way.

Leading souls into the ghost temple and investigating clues about the martial arts techniques is the mission of Lu Kuang and his companions.

There was another table of people who did not go there to listen to the book like them.

Four people, two men and two women.

The two people in the southeast were dressed simply, the man had a weather-beaten face and the woman looked nervous. The two people in the northwest direction were different from them. Their clothes and appearance showed that they were from the world of immortal cultivation. The man wore a black gown and the woman wore a light blue skirt. They carried a sword on their backs. They were obviously sword cultivators, and the aura emanating from their bodies showed their strength.

".Perhaps I am really not cut out for cultivating immortals. After hitting a wall countless times, I finally figured this out."

The middle-aged man with a weather-beaten face raised his glass while speaking, gestured to the young man opposite him, and then drank it all in one gulp. The young man opposite also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The young man was Chen Luo.

He also didn't expect to see Senior Brother Dude again.

Unlike others, Dude's path of cultivation was extremely bumpy. Chen Luo went through the thirteen levels of Qi Refining as easy as drinking water, but for Dude, it was almost a hurdle at every step. In pursuit of the path to immortality, Dude traveled to many places and crossed countless secret realms with a group of casual cultivators.

After enduring life-threatening trials, his cultivation finally reached perfection in Qi training. Every step along the way was heart-wrenching.

It’s a pity that the path to immortality is hard to find.

The hurdle of foundation building completely blocked his path to immortality. Even though Chen Luo asked the sect to send him a few foundation building pills when he left last time, he still failed to succeed in building his foundation. Three consecutive attacks failed. The three failures consumed a large amount of his lifespan. After his Qi and blood declined, his cultivation level fell back to the early stage of Qi Refining.

After failing in his last attempt, he returned to Heishan Village. He married an ordinary woman here and had a son, and never asked about the affairs of the immortal world again. This decision also helped him avoid several major disasters at the Shenhu Xianmen, which was a blessing in disguise.

"We can't go back to Yue State. This place is our second home."

A flash of memory flashed across Dude's eyes.

He thought of his master, Master Xinhuo.

Nearly sixty years is almost a lifetime for some people. My memory has become a little fuzzy, and even the appearance of my master, Master Xinhuo, is a little blurry when I recall it now. At the beginning, several people left the Yue Kingdom Tomb together to pursue the path to immortality, and now only he and Chen Luo are left. Junior brother Du Jian and junior sister Xie Shuang both returned to Yue State and gave up the path to immortality long ago. Now he has given up too, leaving only Chen Luo still moving forward.

This is the case when great waves wash away the sand.

It’s a pity that he can’t go back.

It was not his intention to come to Chen Luo this time.

But everyone has to bow their heads at some point in their life. He can live his whole life with his head held high, but children cannot.

His son's spiritual roots are better than his, and he has four middle-grade spiritual roots.

With this kind of qualifications, there would be no problem in entering the Shenhu Immortal Sect in the past, but now the Shenhu Immortal Sect has become the largest sect in the Seven Kingdoms, and the rules for entry have undergone tremendous changes under the reforms of Master Wuwei. Each generation of ancestors has its own rules. The existence of the immortal sect is to serve the strongest in the sect. The practice of the "Heart Demon Sutra" by Wuwei Zhenren does not require a huge amount of resources. What he needs most is the heart demon energy. Under this background, the rules of accepting disciples in the Shenhu Immortal Sect have naturally undergone tremendous changes.

"Qiu Xian's aptitude is better than mine. I can only rely on him to help me see the scenery that I cannot see." Du De sighed. His obsession can be seen from his son's name.

It’s a pity that many things are beyond the control of human power.

Fortunately, his junior brother Chen Luo was very loyal. Even though the other party was now an "Eternal Immortal", he immediately rushed over after sending a letter. He had no way to repay this friendship, and the other party's cultivation and status did not require him to do anything, so he could only keep it in his heart.

"I see."

Chen Luo nodded in agreement, but he didn't say anything to comfort him. As I have come this far, there are fewer and fewer people around me.

That's how life is.

As playmates who grew up together, everyone has his or her own dream. As they grow up, these friends on the road of life slowly put down their former "dreams" and shouldered the "life". When they returned to the paradise of their childhood dreams again, they found that the bench was empty.

No matter how noisy the room is, you can’t buy back the lost past.

This is called growth.

The same is true for the immortal path!

".Changsheng Zhenren shouted loudly, and scolded the green-faced and fanged ghost cultivator, "You bold monster, I want you to show your true colors! It will happen in a flash."

The storyteller slammed the gavel, and the sound woke up several people.

Dude smiled and felt very happy listening to the legend about the 'Eternal Immortal'.

"This is my wife, Yu Donglan. We got married seventeen years ago."

"Meet uncle."

Dude’s wife Yu Donglan immediately stood up and greeted Chen Luo. Seeing this, Chen Luo took out a pill and gave it to her. With his current status, the pills he refined were elixirs for ordinary people. Not to mention becoming an immortal instantly, there will be absolutely no problem in curing all diseases.

"You'd better keep it well. Junior Brother Chen is the 'Eternal Immortal'. The pills he makes now are so good that ordinary people can't even ask for them." Du De said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yu Donglan immediately put the pill away.

Planning to take it home for my son to eat.

"This is Xiaoyu, my apprentice." Chen Luo also introduced the female swordsman next to him.

This girl is Mu Xiaoyu, Chen Luo’s only direct disciple.

The genius with natural spiritual roots is like the other extreme compared to Dude.

During the years since Chen Luo left the Qionghua Sect, Mu Xiaoyu has been practicing hard in seclusion. With the guidance of Patriarch Taixu, the Yuanying Zhenjun, Mu Xiaoyu's cultivation has improved very quickly. Not long ago, he successfully broke through the last bottleneck and became a foundation-building swordsman. After learning that Chen Luo was in the Seven Kingdoms area, he traveled across the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain to find him, and brought with him the cultivation resources prepared for him by Ancestor Taixu.

"Meet Uncle Master."

Mu Xiaoyu bowed respectfully, not looking down on Dude at all because his cultivation was lower than hers. It is precisely because of this character that Chen Luo admires this disciple so much.

".All I heard was the ghost cultivator kneeling on the ground, shouting with a red and swollen face, 'Master Changsheng, please spare my life! Master Changsheng, please spare my life! I will never dare to eat humans again.'" The storyteller went on to the climax, describing it with vivid sound and color, which drew cheers from the surrounding crowd.

How would ordinary people know about the art of Dan-forming?

In their opinion, this is how a fight should be. If you win, you must step on your opponent and humiliate him/her severely.

“What nonsense!!”

The people at the table next to them couldn't listen any longer.

After waiting for such a long time, they didn't collect any valuable information, and all they heard were words insulting them, the ghost cultivators. No matter how weak Xue Ning was, he was still a Jindan ghost cultivator. How could he be beaten to his knees and kowtow for mercy? These fools are just idiots, they can't even tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

"Kill people and extract their souls."

Lu Kuang also stood up, his patience was almost exhausted.

They were prepared to use the method that they, the ghost cultivators, were most proficient in to find it, and this was also the purpose of their coming to this place. I don’t dare to go to the Shenhu Xianmen. Aren’t they allowed to slaughter people in such a small rural place?

"It should have been done long ago."

Several ghost cultivators stood up, and grayish-white power emanated from them. The 'human skin' they were wearing shrank visibly, and the aura of the ghost temple dissipated, enveloping the entire restaurant. The five people instantly turned into gray shadows, shuttling through the mist.

"teacher?"

Mu Xiaoyu gripped the hilt of the sword, ready to attack.

But she had just established her foundation, how could she be a match for these ferocious ghost cultivators. As soon as I stood up, I felt a hand on my shoulder. The ghost cultivator named 'Tianhong' who spoke first put his chin on Mu Xiaoyu's shoulder and said with a grim face.

"Little girl, your sword can't cut me."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and prepared to bite Mu Xiaoyu's neck.

In their perception, Mu Xiaoyu is the strongest person in the restaurant. As long as they get rid of her, the rest of the people will be materials and their souls can be extracted at will.

Suddenly the breath condensed.

A hand came down like the sky, and in Tianhong's vision, the hand grew bigger and bigger, until it finally grabbed him in the palm of its hand like a mouse, and pulled him down from the girl's shoulder.

It's not that the hands have gotten bigger.

I've become smaller!

Tianhong, who had left the girl's shoulder, discovered this fact with horror. He subconsciously wanted to speak, but found that the sound he spoke turned into a squeaking sound. He really turned into a mouse!

What kind of magical power is this?

Tianhong screamed in fear, but to the outside world all she heard was a strange squeaking sound.

"This is the correct way to use Transfiguration."

Chen Luo was very satisfied.

He casually placed the mouse on the table and covered it with a tea bowl. Poor ghost cultivator 'Tianhong', he seemed to have really turned into a mouse at this moment, unable to even move a tea bowl.

"Who are you?"

Lu Kuang and others who were about to start a massacre felt a chill in their hearts. When they entered the village to sense the situation before, they did not find this person. In their perception, Chen Luo is just an ordinary person. The only two cultivators at this table were Mu Xiaoyu and Dude.

"Come here, everyone."

Chen Luoke didn't have time to waste talking to them. He mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth. This magical power that he had abandoned in the corner in the past was finally conquered by his external brain recently. It was a good opportunity to try it out. Under the magical power of Zhenren Jiedan, the effect is many times stronger than that originally displayed by Old Demon Fang.

"run!"

Lu Kuang shouted in fear, and four ghost shadows immediately passed through the door and flew outside.

However, despite his full-strength burst, he not only failed to escape, but his flying speed became slower and slower, and the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth stagnated into the water. Several people subconsciously looked up and saw a huge hand falling down, scooping the four of them into its hand.

This time, it turned into four grasshoppers. (End of this chapter)