Hearing the old Taoist's somewhat accusatory words, Hu Le sighed inwardly.
This Taoist priest is utterly absurd; what's the point of him appearing before him and saying all this?
The old Taoist priest could only blame him for his ruthless actions; perhaps he had forgotten the blood on the hands of those two men.
Even without interrogating the two men, Hu Le knew that they probably had a lot of lives on their hands.
It would be too good for them to die now...
"You Taoist priest, you're being unreasonable! It seems those two were too clumsy with their swords. Otherwise, if they had cut off your head, would you still be saying this?"
Hu Le glanced indifferently at the old Taoist priest, walked past him, picked up his bamboo cane, and strode forward.
"Alas! Young friend, you are mistaken. How could such a mortal thing possibly behead this old Taoist priest..."
When the old Taoist priest saw Hu Le leave, he immediately chased after him, while continuing to chatter in his ear.
Hu Le frowned, stopped, and asked impatiently, "Old Taoist, what exactly do you want to do by following me?"
The old Taoist chuckled, "I see you do possess some cultivation, but I wonder who your teacher is?"
"What does this have to do with you?" Hu Le retorted.
The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "You young friend, you have quite a temper. In my opinion, you are a good candidate for cultivation. I can't bear to see you buried in the mortal world. If you haven't taken a master, I might introduce you to a place for cultivation."
It turned out that the old Taoist saw that Hu Le had a refined and otherworldly appearance, with a faint aura of purity surrounding him, and was clearly a candidate for Taoist cultivation. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and wanted to form a good relationship with him.
Little did he know that Hu Le's physical body had accumulated a lot of turbid qi in its meridians and acupoints. It was not suitable for cultivation, and it would be a great blessing if he could live to middle age peacefully.
If Hu Le hadn't drawn upon the primordial Xuanhuang Qi from the Xuanhuang Diagram to continuously cleanse and refine his body, how could he have undergone such a transformative change...
"I have never had the opportunity to study under a famous master. All my cultivation is simply bestowed by Heaven. As for where to cultivate, there is no need to trouble you. I am confident that once the time is right, I can enter a celestial sect."
Hu Le casually replied.
He had no intention of becoming an apprentice.
After all, although he only appeared to be at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he was actually a Dao Integration Primordial Chaos cultivator.
Even if there are religious leaders or saints in this world, none of them are worthy to be his teacher.
Not to mention the cultivation sects in this mortal world.
Perhaps even the most skilled cultivators in those sects are not as powerful as his grandsons...
The old Taoist shook his head upon hearing this, feeling that the young man before him was too stubborn, actually believing in that so-called fate.
You should know that without an introduction, it's not so easy to join those prestigious sects in this world.
Furthermore, even if one is fortunate enough to join a sect, it is unlikely that one will learn the true teachings without undergoing rigorous training.
Besides, why doesn't this young man feel that the old Taoist priest is his destiny...?
Before Hu Le could finish speaking, he was too lazy to say anything more to the old Taoist. He immediately used his Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique, and in a flash, he had already floated more than a hundred feet away.
Then, with a series of flashes, he disappeared at the end of the mountain path in the blink of an eye...
Seeing this, the old Taoist priest did not chase after them. Instead, he took out a pouch from his bosom, shook it in the wind, and a flash of light appeared on the pouch, which then transformed into a cloud.
The old Taoist stepped into the cloud, and in the next instant, the cloud shot up from the ground and was high in the sky.
It turns out that this treasure was a flying escape artifact refined by the old Taoist priest, called the White Cloud Pouch. Once activated, it could travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
Despite his disheveled appearance, this old Taoist priest is quite a figure in the cultivation world.
His name was Red Staff Immortal, and he and a friend named White Cloud Elder were known as the Two Wandering Immortals.
Although they are not part of the true lineage and belong to the rogue cultivators, they all had the good fortune to obtain the heavenly books of the ancient immortals, cultivated high-grade divine abilities, and possessed the appearance of celestial immortals.
Furthermore, because they cultivated good relationships within the cultivation world and had many connections with the leaders and elders of major sects, they were highly respected among the righteous sects in the cultivation world and were revered by some younger generations.
Today, he met Hu Le and found that the man had the bearing of a Taoist master. He also learned that Hu Le had not yet found a famous master. Therefore, he took pity on Hu Le's Taoist qualities and wanted to introduce him to a reputable sect.
Of course, if he hadn't calculated that he and Hu Le had no master-disciple relationship, he probably would have taken him under his wing.
He meant well, intending to forge a good relationship with Hu Le.
Unfortunately, although his idea was good, Hu Le didn't give him any face at all and ignored him, simply turning his back and leaving.
Although he was angry, he cursed the boy in his heart for not knowing how to be worthy of respect.
However, as a highly respected senior, he was unwilling to see Hu Le's talent go to waste and still wanted to guide him onto the right path.
Otherwise, if this child were to be taken in by those unorthodox sects or be favored by the demonic path and thus go astray, it would be a loss for the righteous path.
However, he had already experienced Hu Le's stubbornness firsthand and knew that if he continued to try to persuade him, Hu Le might not give him the time of day.
Therefore, he had to find another way, a roundabout way, to guide it onto the right path...
Hu Le was still using the Shrinking Earth to an Inch Step technique to move forward, having already forgotten about the Crimson Staff Master.
But if he knew that this person was still plotting against him and thinking about finding him a good teacher, he might turn around and go back to get a bamboo cane and beat him until he was covered in bumps...
He traveled through the wilderness, soon leaving the mountains behind him far behind. Looking back, he saw that the noisy old Taoist priest was not chasing after him.
He then dispelled his supernatural powers, knowing that with his current magical strength, he couldn't support using this technique for too long, so it was best to conserve as much as possible.
They walked on for a while longer, and finally, some human habitation appeared ahead.
Then, after walking for more than ten miles, we finally arrived at a fairly lively small town.
He walked around town, intending to buy a means of transportation.
After finding a sturdy donkey he liked at the livestock market, he realized that he had no money on him.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. Since his birth, he had lived on wind and dew, entered the celestial palace of the Nine Heavens as a carefree guest, and lived in the mortal world as a free immortal. He had never used such mundane and impure things.
Now that I've fallen into the mortal realm, I realize how troublesome it is to live as a mortal...
He also knew that these worldly things like gold and silver were indispensable for navigating the human world.
So he walked around the town and found several wealthy families.
He figured these families must be quite well-off, so he decided to borrow some for their use...
Of course, given his status, he wouldn't personally become a thief; otherwise, if his fellow practitioners found out about this in the future, they would probably laugh at him for countless eons...
He first left the town and went to a forest, where he immediately performed a ritual to summon several ghosts and then refined them.
That night, he used the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique, ordering them to sneak into those houses and steal some gold, silver, and jewels for him...
Little did he know that all of these actions had been clearly seen by the Crimson Staff Master in the shadows...
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