Chapter 372: Real People Follow the Wind

The skinny Taoist priest stood in the front yard, holding the hunting knife in his hand and looking at Ye Suifeng with a scrutinizing gaze.

“Full of resilience, sharp but not revealing.”

"Such a forging technique is not something that ordinary people can obtain."

He continued.

"What do you want to say?"

Ye Suifeng asked.

He didn't go looking for the Taoist priest, but he didn't expect that the Taoist priest would come to him.

Moreover, the skills practiced by the Taoists do not seem to be on the right path.

"Haha, nothing much."

The Taoist priest put away his hunting knife and looked at Ye Suifeng with a smile on his face.

"I heard that you came from the city?"

Ye Suifeng nodded.

"Yes, Yunxiao City."

"Have you heard of it?"

The Taoist thought for a moment and said, "I don't think I've ever heard of this city within a radius of ten thousand miles."

"Is there anything special about it?"

Ye Suifeng suddenly lost interest.

"Nothing special, just a small city."

After saying this, he continued to read with his head down.

I am almost done with this book, and then it is time to leave.

However, the Taoist priest did not seem to want to end this exchange.

"You should have practiced it before."

He said, "I can sense that you have cultivated the Yuanshi Divine Art, but you have not yet opened up the first main meridian."

Ye Suifeng frowned slightly.

"In this world today, cultivation should be considered a very normal thing."

The Taoist smiled and said, "Of course."

"There is no threshold to the Yuanshi Divine Art. Anyone can use it to strengthen their body."

"All living beings in the world should be grateful to the saint who created this magical skill."

Ye Suifeng raised his eyebrows.

Are you grateful?

It doesn't matter, he just did it casually.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

The Taoist priest waved his sleeves and said, "From now on, we are all from the same village. If you need any help, feel free to come to me."

Ye Suifeng nodded, then watched the Taoist's thin figure gradually go away.

"Interesting."

Ye Suifeng touched his chin, then reached inside his clothes and spread out his palm.

A small dark red dot appears at the fingertips.

It was a bug smaller than a grain of rice.

insect.

After looking carefully for a moment, Ye Suifeng roughly identified that it was a blood dragon.

As long as the person swallows a trace of the host's blood and releases the blood snake, he can control the host's consciousness.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Suifeng showed an interested look.

If I'm not mistaken, this Taoist priest is an evil cultivator.

However, he did not do anything to harm Tanggu Village. Instead, he nurtured the young people in the village.

Moreover, Ye Suifeng had met Niwa's brother and did not find anything unusual.

Then why should he deal with an outsider like me?

While thinking, he suddenly thought of something.

Old Man Cui once said that the entire Tanggu Village was very wary and repulsive to outside cultivators.

This rejection, to a large extent, stems from the promotion of Taoists.

It seemed that he didn't want other practitioners to enter the village.

"In that case..."

"Just figure it out before you leave."

Ye Suifeng smiled slightly, and drops of blood oozed out of his fingertips, which were then completely swallowed by the blood snake.

He wanted to see what this evil Taoist priest was planning by hiding in Tanggu Village.

Nothing happened for the day.

Late at night, the villagers were already fast asleep and Tanggu Village was completely silent. Occasionally, there would be the faint cries of unknown wild animals.

Ye Suifeng, who was lying on the wooden bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He could feel that a strange consciousness had entered his mind and was guiding his actions.

Ye Suifeng did not resist, sat up from the bed, and then walked out of the blacksmith shop quietly.

The night is cold.

As we walked along, there was no one on the street, only the sound of slow footsteps.

A moment later, Ye Suifeng arrived at the door of a house.

This place is located in the center of Tanggu Village, where Taoist priests usually live and train young people.

The door was open, and under the guidance of the blood snake, Ye Suifeng walked straight in.

After passing the front yard, he walked along the narrow corridor towards the depths of the house.

Soon, a pitch-black hole appeared in front of us.

"A basement?"

"There really is a secret."

Without staying too long, Ye Suifeng walked into the underground secret room.

As soon as I went down, a strong smell of blood hit my face.

In front, a thick candle was crackling and burning, and various containers were placed around it.

The smell of blood emanated from those containers.

The Taoist priest was sitting in front of the table, staring coldly at Ye Suifeng who was approaching.

“Bang!”

The secret door was closed, and the Taoist priest and Ye Suifeng were the only two people left in the entire underground secret room.

"sit down!"

The Taoist priest gave the order.

Ye Suifeng followed his instructions, stepped forward and sat down directly opposite him.

The Taoist looked at him grimly for a moment, then stood up.

"What is your name?"

He asked aloud.

"Ye follows the wind."

Ye Suifeng answered in cooperation.

"Where are you from?"

"Cloud City."

"Have you ever practiced the Yuanshi Divine Art?"

"Yes, I do."

Ye Suifeng did not hide anything during the question and answer sessions, and told the truth.

After asking, the Taoist frowned.

He originally thought that Ye Suifeng had hidden his true origins from him during the day, or that most people in this world would do the same.

But now it seems that they are all true.

Could it be that I really met a real person?

Thinking of this, the Taoist shook his head repeatedly.

No, this guy looks quite extraordinary, how could he be so honest?

After thinking for a moment, the Taoist suddenly thought of another possibility.

"Are you from a cultivation family or sect?"

Ye Suifeng nodded.

"Yes."

The Taoist looked gloomy.

"Will they come here? What level of cultivation do they have?"

Ye Suifeng thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. I probably won't come to a place like this."

"As for their cultivation..."

"Well, they should all be promoted to emperors, and perhaps there will be some Dao masters."

The Taoist was stunned for a moment.

"Emperor? The one who controls the Dao?"

"What is that?"

In all his years of life, he had never heard of such a title.

Is it some new cultivation system?

After a moment, his eyes fixed.

"Do you have any great cultivators at the Condensation Pill level?"

Ye Suifeng's eyes flashed.

The first ten levels of Yuanshi Gong.

Tongmai, Danfu, Daotai, Dharma image, Ningdan, Enlightenment, Manifestation of Sainthood, Heaven's will, Divine union, Nine difficulties.

The Condensation Pill Realm is only the fifth level.

The Taoist priest was so focused and had such a serious expression on his face, his own cultivation must not be higher than the Ningdan stage.

No wonder he didn't know about the earth level and the master level. Those two levels were too far away for him.

"Of course there is."

Ye Suifeng said: "If they follow my instructions and work hard to have a baby, there will be at least hundreds of thousands of people in the Condensation Pill Realm, if not millions."

This is a conservative estimate. If Yunxiao City continues to develop, the number of low-level monks like this may reach hundreds of millions.

But when the Taoist heard it, he was instantly shocked.

"What?!"

He couldn't believe his ears.

What kind of force can have hundreds of thousands of people who have reached the level of Ningdan?

Just kidding!

But how could a person who was bitten by a blood snake tell a lie?

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

The look he gave Ye Suifeng also turned grim.

"You are not affected by the blood snake!"