"Master An," Old Zhou asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Look, even if my son wants to practice with us, he's willing to pay the tuition."

Before An Jingzhi could even open his mouth, Old Yang couldn't help but yell, "What tuition? How much tuition do you have to pay to learn the true art of cultivating immortality? Is that tuition? We can learn the art of cultivating immortality that can prolong our lives with the tens of thousands of yuan we paid."

"Do you believe what you said yourself? Master An is obviously leading us in cultivation because of our connection with him. Why is your son meddling in this?"

Old Zhou blushed, and he knew that what Old Yang said was true. With the hundreds of thousands of dollars they paid, how could they learn such real skills?

It’s just that Master An felt that they were destined to be together, and the small amount of money he paid was also to make everyone feel at ease.

He grunted and said, "No, no, Master An, that's not what I meant. If it doesn't work, forget it."

We cannot open this loophole and let everyone feel that anyone can come, as if the method of cultivation is not precious at all.

An Jingzhi shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, cultivating immortality requires fate. Your son and I are not destined to be together for the time being. It's not about tuition fees."

Old Zhou lowered his head silently and said, "I'm sorry, Master An, I was presumptuous."

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I understand your desire to bring your family along for advancement. It's just that the fate isn't there right now, but that doesn't mean there won't be fate in the future. Just wait a little longer and let nature take its course."

Who knows, in the future the country may promote the practice of spiritual cultivation, and then everyone will have the opportunity to practice.

Old Zhou said ashamedly: "Master An is right, I was pushing it too far."

As for An Jingzhi's words that they might be destined to meet again in the future, he just thought that An Jingzhi was comforting him.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Zhou, you've had a breakthrough at the foot of the mountain, but your body hasn't been consolidated yet. Now I'll teach you how to consolidate it..."

…

A conference room somewhere.

This was a meeting organized by the police, the military, and some special people in civilian clothes.

"Are you sure there are no signs of editing in the video?" The old man in military uniform rubbed his eyes and said tiredly.

The video recorded on the recorder of Lao Zhou jumping out of the car to block the silver car in front was played repeatedly on the projector. Everyone watched it over and over again.

The technician shook his head and said affirmatively, "We've confirmed that the video has no signs of being edited. The images in the picture are real and valid."

The old man in military uniform waved his hand and asked the technician to go down.

"Tell me, what's going on? Here's his medical report in front of you. Have you all read it?"

"I've seen it. His medical report is very healthy, so healthy that it seems abnormal."

"All indicators show that he is in good health, but such indicators should not appear in a man who is almost 70 years old. These data are better than those of young people today."

"I originally thought he was able to perform this series of actions simply because the human body's potential was stimulated in a critical moment. After all, such things happen a lot in our country."

"But judging by this medical report, it's not that simple. Generally, after stimulating human potential, most people will suffer permanent damage, either dying on the spot or having their lifespan shortened."

"There's never been anyone like him. He's completely fine. It's just some aftereffects of overexertion. He'll be fine after a few days of rest. It doesn't seem like he's overdrawing his potential at all."

The old man in military uniform pointed to the file bag on his right hand side and said, "This is his identity file information. Please pass it around and take a look."

Everyone took the file information and looked at it carefully.

One person reads it and then passes it on to another.

It took an hour for everyone to see it.

Lao Zhou's information file is very simple. He lost his wife at an early age and used to rely on farming to support his son and daughter. Later, he opened a breakfast shop to make his family's life better and better.

When I got older, I bought a pension insurance and exercised in the park with a few old men and women every month.

The life of a very ordinary elderly Chinese person.

The only unusual thing was that three months ago, they began the so-called path of cultivation.

According to the archives, these elderly people who were on good terms with Lao Zhou had all quarreled with their families. The reason for the quarrel was that they were deceived and still thought they were cultivating immortals.

A man in police uniform frowned and said, "Is this cultivation? Isn't that a lie? This is unlikely, right?"

The middle-aged man in casual clothes said, "The world is so big, and there are all kinds of strange things. There are some things that we can't solve with science even now."

This man who had been silent from beginning to end suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

No one expected that a minor car accident would lead to the intervention of the National Security Bureau.

"Comrade, do you believe that immortal cultivators really exist?" someone asked tentatively.

The man in plain clothes said calmly, "I don't believe it."

"But it doesn't mean this thing is false. It could be true or false. We have to explore all of this."

He stood up and said, "Instead of having a meaningless discussion here, it's better to investigate it yourself."

…

"These old men are all practicing with this man named An Jingzhi. Before, they only practiced in the park." The man in plain clothes handed a few photos taken on the road to an old man.

The photo was taken before An Jingzhi came through time and space. It shows the silhouettes of several old men wearing training clothes passing by the camera on the street.

"According to investigation, they have not been practicing in the park recently. They are said to have gone to Liupan Mountain."

Zhu Kaijiang took the photos and information, and the man in plain clothes sat quietly beside him without disturbing him.

Half an hour later, Zhu Kaijiang placed the photos and information in his hand on the coffee table in front of him and took off his reading glasses.

"Is this all the information you have found recently?" Zhu Kaijiang asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zhu, I still disagree with your action. According to the current investigation, although An Jingzhi does not pose any danger, our investigation may not necessarily reflect everything he has shown."

"At least so far, we still don't know how he managed to unleash such enormous potential in the body of this old man surnamed Zhou without wasting his energy."

Zhu Kaijiang laughed cheerfully and said, "Don't look at my age. A young man like him can't beat me even with one hand."

The man in plain clothes dissuaded him, "Mr. Zhu, you are not young anymore. If you want to investigate this matter, we have other ways."

"Any method might disturb the other party. You also said that they have some abilities that you don't know about yet. It would be better for me to directly break into the interior and break it from the inside. Anyway, I'm retired now and don't have much to do."