Chapter 314 Trying Your Hand

Several people were drinking dully beside them, listening to the shouts coming from there from time to time, and one of them couldn't help but frown. They were all "biographies" that deceived the ignorant people in the countryside. They were too artificially written, and there was no valuable information at all. Lu Kuang and the rest of the people had the same expression. They thought that they could hear some clues about the hometown of "Changsheng Zhenren" when they came to the inn, and find his ancestral tomb by following the clues. Now it seems that they have to find another way.

Leading souls into the ghost temple and investigating the clues of the exercises, this is the task of Lu Kuang and others.

There was another table of people who didn't go there to listen to the books like them.

Four people, two men and two women.

The two people in the southeast were dressed simply, the man had a frosted face, and the woman looked nervous. The two people in the northwest were different from them. They looked like people in the world of immortal cultivation. The man wore a black gown and the woman wore a water blue long skirt. She carried a sword on her back. She was a strong sword cultivator at first glance, and the aura emanating from her body showed her strength.

"Perhaps I'm not cut out for cultivating immortals. I figured this out after hitting a wall countless times."

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

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

Unlike others, Dude's cultivation path was very bumpy. Chen Luo went through the thirteenth level of Qi Refining as if drinking water, but for Dude, it was almost a step by step. In order to pursue the immortal path, Dude went to many places and went through countless secret realms with a group of casual cultivators.

After nine life-and-death trials, his cultivation finally reached the perfection of Qi Refining. Every step of this was heartbreaking.

It's a pity that the immortal path is hard to find.

The foundation-building barrier completely blocked his immortal path. Even though Chen Luo asked the sect to send him a few foundation-building pills when he left last time, he still failed to build a foundation. He made three consecutive attacks, but all of them failed. The three failures consumed a lot of his lifespan. After his blood and qi declined, his cultivation level also fell back to the early stage of Qi Refining.

After the last failed breakthrough, he returned to Heishan Village. Here he married an ordinary woman and had a son. He never asked about the affairs of the immortal world again. This decision also helped him avoid several catastrophes of Shenhu Xianmen, which was a blessing in disguise.

"I can't go back to Yue Kingdom. This place is also our second home."

Du De's eyes flashed with memories.

He remembered his master Xinhuo Shangren.

Nearly sixty years, for some people, is almost a lifetime. So that the memory is a little fuzzy, and the appearance of the master Xinhuo Shangren is a little fuzzy when he recalls it now. At the beginning, several people left the Yue Kingdom Tomb together to pursue the immortal way. Now only he and Chen Luo are left. Junior brother Du Jian and junior sister Xie Shuang both returned to Yue Kingdom and gave up the immortal way early. Now he has also given up, leaving only Chen Luo who is still moving forward.

The waves wash away the sand, nothing is better than this.

It's a pity that he can't go back.

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

It's just that people always bow their heads in life. He can live his whole life with his body straight, but the child can't.

His son's spiritual root aptitude is better than his, with four spiritual roots of the middle grade.

This aptitude was not a problem for entering the Shenhu Xianmen in the past, but now the Shenhu Xianmen has become the largest sect in the seven countries, and the rules for entry have undergone tremendous changes under the reform of Wuwei Zhenren. One generation of ancestors has one generation of rules. The existence of the Xianmen is to serve the strongest of the sect. Wuwei Zhenren does not need that kind of massive resources to practice the "Heart Demon Jue". What he needs most is the heart demon energy. Under this background, the rules of accepting disciples in Shenhu Xianmen naturally changed greatly.

"Qiuxian's aptitude is better than mine. The scenery I can't see can only be seen by him." Du De sighed, and his obsession can be seen from his son's name.

It's a pity that many things are not transferred by human power.

Fortunately, Chen Luo, this junior brother, is very loyal. Even though the other party is now the "Changsheng Zhenren", he sent a letter and the other party rushed over immediately. He has no way to repay this friendship, and the other party's cultivation and status do not require him to do anything, so he can only remember it in his heart.

"I know."

Chen Luo nodded in response, and he did not say anything to comfort him. All the way to now, there are fewer and fewer people around him.

Life is like this.

Everyone who grew up with playmates has his own dream. With the growth, these friends on the road of life slowly put down their former "dreams" and shouldered "life". When they returned to the paradise of their childhood dreams again, they found that the bench was empty.

The whole room was noisy, but the lost past could not be bought back.

This is called growth.

The immortal road is the same!

"Changsheng Zhenren shouted and scolded the green-faced and fanged ghost cultivator, bold monster, I want you to show your true colors! It's too late to say it"

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

Dude smiled, and was very happy to hear the legend about the 'Changsheng Zhenren'.

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

"Hello, 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 made are elixirs for ordinary people. Not to mention becoming an immortal on the spot, there is absolutely no problem in curing all diseases.

"You must keep it well. Junior Brother Chen is the 'Eternal Immortal'. The pills he refines now are beyond the reach of ordinary people." Du De said with a smile.

Yu Donglan immediately put away the pills upon hearing this.

Prepared to take them back for her son.

"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.

A genius with a natural spiritual root, she is like another extreme compared to Du De.

In the years since Chen Luo left Qionghua Sect, Mu Xiaoyu practiced hard in seclusion. With the guidance of Taixu Patriarch, the Yuanying Zhenjun, Mu Xiaoyu's cultivation level improved very quickly. Not long ago, she successfully broke through the last bottleneck and became a foundation-building swordsman. After learning that Chen Luo was in the Seven Kingdoms area, she crossed the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain to find him, and brought with her the cultivation resources prepared by Taixu Patriarch for him.

"Meet Uncle Master."

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

"I only heard the ghost cultivator kneeling on the ground, shouting with a red and swollen face, "Master Changsheng, spare my life, Master Changsheng, spare my life! I will never dare to eat people again." The storyteller talked about the climax again, describing it with sound and color, attracting cheers from the surrounding people.

Ordinary people don't know much about the Jindan fighting method.

In their opinion, fighting should be like this. The winner must step on the opponent and humiliate him severely.

"What nonsense!!"

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

After waiting for so long, no valuable information was collected, and all they heard were insults to their ghost cultivators. Xue Ning was a Jindan ghost cultivator at the worst. How could he be beaten to kneel on the ground and kowtow for mercy? This group of fools are simply fools, and they can't even distinguish between true and false.

"Kill people and extract souls."

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

Prepare to use the most skilled method of their ghost cultivators to find, which is also the purpose of their coming to this place. I dare not 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 gray-white power emanated from them. The 'human skin' they wore shrank visibly, and the breath of the ghost temple emanated, covering the entire restaurant. The five people instantly turned into gray shadows, shuttling through the mist.

"Teacher?"

Mu Xiaoyu held the hilt of the sword and prepared to attack.

But she had just established her foundation, how could she be the opponent of these brutal ghost cultivators. As soon as she stood up, she felt a hand appear on her shoulder. The ghost cultivator named 'Tianhong' who spoke first put his chin on Mu Xiaoyu's shoulder and said with a gloomy face.

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

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

In their perception, Mu Xiaoyu is the strongest person in the restaurant. As long as she is dealt with, the rest of the people are all materials and can be extracted at will.

Suddenly, the breath condensed.

A hand grasped down like a sky curtain. In the vision of 'Tianhong', the hand became bigger and bigger, until finally it grabbed him in the palm of the hand like a mouse, and grabbed him from the girl's shoulder.

It's not that the hand has become bigger.

It's that I have become smaller!

Tianhong, who left the girl's shoulder, was horrified to find this fact. He subconsciously wanted to speak, but found that the sound he spoke turned into a 'squeak' sound. He really turned into a mouse!

What kind of magical power is this?

Tianhong shouted in horror, but it fell into the outside world and it was a strange 'squeak'.

"This is the correct way to use the transformation technique."

Chen Luo was very satisfied.

He put the mouse on the table and held it with a tea bowl. Poor 'Tianhong', the ghost cultivator, seemed to have really turned into a mouse at this moment, and couldn't 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 it before, they did not find this person. In their perception, Chen Luo was just an ordinary person. The only two immortal cultivators at this table were Mu Xiaoyu and Du De.

"Come here."

Chen Luo didn't have time to talk nonsense with them. The mobilization of the vitality of heaven and earth, this magical power that he had abandoned in the corner, was finally conquered by an external brain in recent times, and it was just right to try it out. Under the magical power of the Jindan Zhenren, the effect was many times stronger than that of Fang Lao Mo at the beginning.

"Run!"

Lu Kuang shouted in horror, and four ghosts immediately passed through the door and flew out.

However, under the full burst, not only did they not escape, but the speed of flying became slower and slower, and the vitality of heaven and earth around them stagnated into the water. Several people subconsciously looked up and saw the huge palm falling and scooping the four of them into its hand.

This time, they became four grasshoppers. (End of this chapter)