"What are you muttering about in a low voice?" Xu Huan said so quietly that Xu Zhongde didn't hear clearly and asked curiously.

"I'm wondering why this Taoist priest is so confused."

"Why can't you think about it? This is called knowing things." Xu Zhongde corrected Xu Huan's mistake seriously.

"Ever since I broke a wooden sword that day and dropped a few gaps in the compass, you should have understood, second uncle, that these are all fakes."

"What do you know?" Xu Zhongde said disdainfully: "I said that day, this is called a magical thing hiding itself. What's wrong with being fragile in order to cover up your own light?"

Xu Huan blinked: "According to your second uncle, this is not called a sacred object's self-obstruction, it should be called a sacred object's self-destruction."

The second uncle Xu Zhongde didn't know why, but he was very obsessed with things in the spiritual world. In the past few years, he spent many copper coins on the black market to buy a bunch of "magic weapons" and unpublished secrets of various sects. According to him, throughout the ages,

There are many capable people who lived a mediocre life for the first half of their lives. One day they found treasures on the black market, and finally became famous and became legends.

Xu Zhongde seems to believe that he will become a legend, but those "magic weapons" are undoubtedly fakes.

Xu Huan had a pragmatic attitude and in order to verify the authenticity of these magic weapons, after seeking the consent of his second uncle, he broke one of the wooden swords without any effort, and accidentally dropped the compass on the ground, causing several gaps.

With these twists and turns, Xu Zhongde's heart also cracked with those magic weapons.

During that time, Xu Zhongde moved the magic weapons to the grocery store while talking about the magic objects.

Although Xu Zhongde's excuse was to let a truly discerning person step into the grocery store to prove that Xu Zhongde was indeed a wise man, in fact, both uncle and nephew knew in their hearts that they were preparing to transfer these "magic weapons" quickly to harm others.

In the past few years, these "magic weapons" have really attracted a lot of attention, but no matter how much Xu Zhongde talked and boasted, not a single customer would be fooled. Most of those customers thought that these were just discarded waste products from Xu Zhongde's home.

, I just want to put it here to fool others. Fortunately, most of the goods sold in the grocery store are of high quality and low price, otherwise those regular customers would definitely label Xu Zhongde as a liar and never do business with him again.

But today the situation is a little different.

Xu Zhongde looked at the batch of goods and suddenly fell into deep thought, wondering if these magic weapons really had something special hidden in them. Otherwise, why would the young man be so anxious to pay for them?

Xu Huan is worthy of being someone who has been with his second uncle day and night for several years. He immediately saw his second uncle's thoughts and reminded him again: "Second uncle, that wooden sword was broken. It only took three breaths of effort. Now it's still there."

Staying in the scrapheap."

"It's said that mythical things hide themselves." Xu Zhongde snorted coldly and looked away.

Xu Huan curiously asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, "Second uncle, why are you so persistent in spiritual practice?"

After hearing Xu Huan's question, Xu Zhongde coughed twice, acted like a storyteller, proudly stroked the non-existent beard on his chin twice, and said with a sighing expression reminiscing about the past: "Xiao Huan, you don't know something.

, In fact, the second uncle was only one step away from spiritual cultivation."

"Second uncle, please speak." Xu Huan saw Xu Zhongde glance at him out of the corner of his eye, and quickly showed an expectant expression in response, which gave Xu Zhongde enough face.

"That happened a long time ago. I was also a handsome young man at the time. A practicing practitioner who traveled here took a fancy to my qualifications and wanted to accept me as his disciple. However, for the sake of my family's great cause, I refused.

The other party’s warm invitation, I didn’t expect that I would miss spiritual practice from then on, which is really sad and lamentable.”

Xu Huan hesitated and said: "Handsome...?"

"Of course he is handsome and unrestrained." Xu Zhongde said dissatisfied.

"Is there really a spiritual cult wandering here in Yunyan Town?"

"There is nowhere in the world that I can't go to? Let alone a small cloud town."

"Second uncle, since you are so enthusiastic about spiritual cultivation, there is absolutely no reason to refuse."

"Didn't you say that you should consider it for the sake of the family business?"

"But... practice methods can be found everywhere now. Since you have the qualifications, second uncle, why don't you practice?"

"Because my second uncle is not free."

This reason really left people speechless, and Xu Huan couldn't think of anything to say to refute him for a while.

Thinking of his second uncle's talkative character, Xu Huan expressed doubts about the authenticity of this story. Besides, the Xu family has been in poverty since their ancestors, so how can they have a great family business?

"Besides, who said there are no spiritual cultivators in Yunyan Town who are willing to come here." Xu Zhongde lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "When my second uncle passed by Biyun Mountain last night, he saw a light flashing on the mountainside and heard the sound of wild beasts.

The roaring sound made the mountain seem to shake a few times, and finally I vaguely saw a figure flying up. This must be Lingxiu fighting on the mountain."

Xu Huan tilted his head and said with a smile: "Last time you said you saw a giant python covered in thorns faintly on the mountain, but you took me on an adventure the next day. It was just a strange-looking tree. Last time you said

He said that there was a suspected evil spirit at home, but it turned out that a mouse got in, and last time..."

Before Xu Huan could count his great achievements in detail, Xu Zhongde quickly interrupted him. Probably feeling that he was losing face, he pretended to snort: "I saw it with my own eyes this time."

According to ancient records, the ancestors of the human race in the ancient times unearthed the "Sushu" that changed the course of the world, and deduced the method of spiritual practice from it, thus opening up the era of spiritual practice.

With the continuous attempts and innovations of generations of ancestors, the spiritual practice system that took shape at the beginning has been continuously improved, and finally evolved into the current era of thousands of sects and diverse dharma.

However, the conditions for becoming a spiritual practitioner are extremely harsh. Even today, there are still a large number of mortals who are unable to practice. In this world where spiritual cultivation is the most respected, powerless mortals are destined to only look up to those practitioners who come and go with ease.

Yunyan Town has poor mountains and rivers, lack of resources, and backward economy. Naturally, it is rich in poor people. As for spiritual cultivators, Xu Huan has lived for so long, and he has never heard of any spiritual cultivator who traveled here and took away a child with good qualifications.

Xiu doesn't want to wander to a place like this.

Thinking of this, Xu Huan suddenly remembered the blond man from that year.

Maybe you can’t tell for sure?

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Nanyuan Prefecture is located in a remote corner of the Daqi Dynasty. Almost half of the prefecture is surrounded by mountains, and Yunyan Town is the epitome of it. It is surrounded by mountains, with many steep peaks and many poisonous insects, tigers and leopards. It has been selected as one of the Daqi Prefectures for several consecutive years.

It's no surprise that it's one of the five most backward towns.

A young man named Li Xuankong in Taoist robes has been wandering around Yunyan Town since he walked out of the grocery store. The houses here are old and the roads are rugged, but he has grown up in a mountain sect since he was a child and is used to living a poor life.

I just didn't expect that things in Yunyan Town were even more dilapidated than those on the mountain. This made Li Xuankong a little strange. If he hadn't had the experience of going down the mountain before, he might have thought that everything under the mountain looked like this.

After being entrusted by his master, Li Xuankong hurried down the mountain and just arrived at Yunyan Town today. But what did the master mean by the unpredictable luck? What should he do?

He took out the compass he bought at the grocery store. This compass was obviously useless and the pointer was motionless. Li Xuankong, who had already known about this, had a smile on his face. After putting away the compass, he saw the familiar road sign ahead.

The flow of people is still fast, and the young man doesn't want to drift with it like a fallen leaf.

So he stopped immediately. There was no need to draw his sword in this situation, but he still looked around at a loss.

Compared with the future that is filled with random thoughts, there is still a problem to be solved in the present.
Chapter completed!