When he heard that Chen Ming was going out for a trip, Ma Yubing's three panicked. Among all the disciples, no one had the three of them relying so much on Chen Ming, the little master.

"Master, didn't you say you could practice anywhere? Isn't it good to practice in Dalong Mountain?" Ma Yubing drooped his head, his eyes were red, and tears could pop up at any time.

"There are no fixed situations in human encounters, and there is no fixed place. As fate comes, you can naturally encounter them. Although you can practice anywhere, the perceptions may be very different in different places. If I don't go out, how can I find the Tao? In the future, when you reach a certain stage, you will also go out. If you embark on the path of monks, you must be indifferent to separation and reunion." Chen Ming smiled.

The three brothers Ma Yubing either couldn't understand it, but they were reluctant to let it go. In the past two years, Chen Ming had become their family. Although Chen Ming was younger than them, they regarded Chen Ming as their parents.

"Master, I haven't seen it before, so you'd take me with me. Anyway, I'm not interested in the position of the special forces team. I go to bed late and get up early every day, so I'm so tired." Ma Dangrong didn't want to go on a trip with Chen Ming, but wanted to escape work.

Chen Ming kicked Ma Dangrong and slapped his mouth on the ground, gnawing a bite of mud. Fortunately, he pounced on the green belt. If he kicked it on the road, he would be afraid that two of his teeth would be knocked off. Chen Ming's kick was quite particular.

"If you are not good at doing this, I will drive you out of the sect directly, so as not to be ashamed of your sect." Chen Ming was angry and stared at Ma Dangrong with his head down and did not dare to look at each other.

Ma Yubing and Wang Gui looked at each other secretly, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. They felt a sense of great pleasure when Ma Dangrong was scolded.

"Master, when will you come back?" asked Ma Yubing.

"I don't know. When I want to come back, I will come back naturally." Chen Ming said.

When Chen Ming left, he put everything in his storage ring and brought a small bag with him, which contained some not-so-important items. It was very convenient to go anywhere.

Wu Yuming and others also knew that Chen Ming was going out, but they were very supportive.

"It's great to go outside to broaden your horizons. With the master's ability, you can eat anywhere you go." Wu Yuming said.

Kang Keyuan and Qu Junhao even recommended some attractions worth visiting to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming did not want to go to the attractions mentioned by Kang Keyuan and Qu Junhao. Traveling and traveling are not the same thing as monks. Chen Ming wanted to go to some famous mountains and rivers, but he was not going to see the scenery, but wanted to find out if there were any monks like him. To communicate with these monks, maybe they could have new insights.

He brought a mobile phone with him. It is really hard to move forward without a mobile phone these days. Therefore, Chen Ming is not repulsive of mobile phones. He is a monk, not an ascetic. He does not spend a lot of money on his bank card, but wanders around miserably.

Chen Ming went straight to Zhounan Mountain in the first stop. It is said that Zhounan Mountain is the mountain with the most monks. There are many monks in the Sanqin Province. The first is Zhounan Mountain, followed by Xihua Mountain, and then Longmen Cave. There are many monks in these three places. Foreigners once went to these places to look for monks, and finally wrote a bestseller.

Chen Ming was not familiar with Zhou Nanshan. He had never been to travel, and this time he came out for tourism. Therefore, the brochures and tourist maps printed and distributed to tourists were of no use to Chen Ming.

Those monks should live in seclusion in remote and difficult places, so it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to find them, but it is not difficult for monks like Chen Ming.

Chen Ming naturally didn't know where the monks were, but he knew that they must be in the place with the strongest spiritual energy. As a monk, Chen Ming could naturally easily sense which place had the strongest spiritual energy.

Looking up at the mountain, Chen Ming could see the route of spiritual energy running from the changes in the mountain's qi.

"Hey! You've taken the wrong path. The entrance to Zhou Nanshan is in that direction. There is still an undeveloped primeval forest there, and there is not even a road. It's very dangerous. You didn't even want your life to save a ticket, right?" A man who was about the same age as Chen Ming shouted at Chen Ming.

Chen Ming smiled, without answering, and continued to move forward.

"Hey, brother, did you hear it?" The man was still not discouraged.

Chen Ming did not look back, but just raised his hand and grabbed the man's direction.

"This person really wants money but lives. In order to save money on the ticket, he actually wants to climb from there to the mountain. There is a very steep cliff in front of him, and it is almost impossible to climb up."

Chen Ming could still hear tourists' comments from afar, but he left him. He did not plan to cross the wall to go to the Bai Nu Tie tourist attraction.

As expected, the road here is difficult to walk. The roads that have not been cleaned all year round have long been flooded by shrubs and thatchs.

Chen Ming was too lazy to take out a hatchet and cut out a road, but rushed forward directly. Chen Ming activated an amulet on his body. When Chen Ming walked over, all the thatched shrubs around him were squeezed out of a passage.

If people see it, they would think that some monster had come.

Chen Ming walked very fast, seemingly walking forward casually, but he was faster than many sprinters. He saw a figure passing by and a piece of thatched shrubs there fell.

Although aimless, Chen Ming knew that he was getting closer to his destination.

He had already felt that the spiritual energy around him was getting richer and more intense. Although the concentration was much lower than the spiritual energy he gathered with the spirit gathering array, it was several times richer than ordinary places. Such a place may be a very good place for many monks to practice.

Not long after walking, Chen Ming came to a rarely visited mountaintop. On the south side, Chen Ming discovered a cliff with a thatched hut.

Such a house is hard to find even in the poorest rural areas, but I didn’t expect that there would be such a thatched hut on the Nanshan Mountain this week.

This thatched hut is well hidden and perfectly blends with the thatch on the cliff. If Chen Ming had not come to the edge of this cliff, it would have been difficult to see. Chen Ming also found a path leading from the edge of the cliff to the hut.

However, this path is extremely dangerous and is composed of stone pits slightly larger than footprints. These stone pits should have been carved out by hand.

When Chen Ming looked at the hut, the door of the hut opened. He walked out from it and thought that the elderly with long hair were about sixty years old. Chen Ming was not sure how old he was. The age of a practitioner cannot be measured by the conditions of ordinary people.

"Fellow Taoist, I came from afar and wanted to discuss the Tao with fellow Taoist. Can you?" Chen Ming shouted.

The old man smiled and said, "I am already old, what is the way? In the first half of my life, I visited famous mountains and rivers like you, hoping to find the way to live with like-minded people. In the second half of my life, I just realized that no one in my life dies? Glorious and prosperous is a life, and poverty is a life. I found that I was actually wrong to seek immortality. I am not the great way."

The old man still invited Chen Ming into the thatched hut.

"Fellow Daoist, how old are you this year?" Chen Ming asked.

"I'm almost forgetting how old I am this year. When I was born, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty was in power. Later, my hometown was hit by disaster and my family and I dispersed. At that time, I had already developed the desire to seek the Tao, so I went straight to Zhounan Mountain. Until now." The old man even forgot his name. Because he lived here alone for many years, the name was no longer necessary for him, so he forgot.

"I only remember that my surname is Huang, and I ranked third in the family. According to our name, just call me Huang Sanlang." The old man could no longer remember his name, but only remember his surname.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, you have been here for so many years. Has a fellow Taoist come to find you?" Chen Ming asked.

"I have been looking for it. In the past, I often went out to find other monks. But slowly, the fellow Taoists who discussed the way of immortality with me passed away one by one. Let me know that life span is over. Whether it is a monk or a mortal, it will be difficult for me to escape my fate." Huang Sanlang sighed.

"What kind of sect are you practicing?" Chen Ming asked.

"In the past when I was seeking Taoism, there was a lot of war, but there was also a benefit. Many books about Taoism were floating around. I took a lot of effort to collect some." Huang Sanlang seemed not careful at all, so he pulled out a wooden box from under the wooden bed. Although the wooden box was gray and covered with a layer of dust, the wooden box was still solid. The wood of this wooden box was extremely extraordinary. When he opened the wooden box, there was even a faint fragrance coming out.

Not to mention the secrets of the martial arts inside, just this wooden box is worth the money.

Of course, for monks, this wooden box is a wooden box. Chen Ming only stared at the books Huang Sanlang took out of the wooden box.

"These secrets were simply worthless in the era when I was seeking Taoism. Those people cut off their heads every day, and as long as they disobey them, they will be destroyed. Many of the secrets of martial arts were found in those major sects. Many were lost. These books were obtained from those lost secrets." Huang Sanlang said proudly.

"Can you lend me these books?" Chen Ming asked.

"Take it all. I am at this age, who knows how many days I can live? Young man, I advise you to spend more time with your family while they are still here. We monks have a long lifespan, but our relatives can't wait. I actually kept thinking, if I hadn't chosen to practice Taoism at the beginning and tried my best to find my relatives, would my destiny be different?" Huang Sanlang persuaded sincerely.

"My family has long been gone. I was raised by a navy since I was a child. Mr. Chen has been dead for several years." Chen Ming also understood Huang Sanlang's mood very well. He could see that Huang Sanlang was almost dry, so he gave his most precious collection to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming would not take Huang Sanlang's things for nothing and took out a top-quality spirit gathering talisman from the storage ring. Chen Ming activates the top-quality spirit gathering talisman.

Although the top-grade spirit gathering array is not as good as the heavenly spirit gathering array, the effect of spirit gathering is also very amazing. All the spiritual energy around it was taken over by the spirit gathering array.

"This, this, this..." Huang Sanlang was very surprised.

"This is the spirit gathering array. If you practice hard, you may be able to last for a few years of life." Chen Ming said.

A ray of light flashed in Huang Sanlang's eyes first, and then quickly went out, "What a pity. What's the use? In the end, I can't live forever, everything is empty."

Huang Sanlang knew that, not to mention that there was only the spirit gathering array now, even if he started practicing since he was seeking the Tao, he would not be able to overcome life and death in the end. He would still die.

"This spirit gathering array is wasted, it's wasted." Huang Sanlang said.

"I drew this spirit gathering array talisman myself, as long as it is useful," said Chen Ming.

"You, you are so good. You are young and have such cultivation. You are also mastering the talismans. You are indeed extraordinary!" Huang Sanlang looked around and made Chen Ming feel a little overwhelmed.

Chen Ming got Huang Sanlang's magic trick, but did not leave immediately, but stayed there, used the Three Clear Swords of the Flipping Hall to open up a cave on the cliff, and then lived here, discussing the Tao with Huang Sanlang every day.

Hearing Daoxi in the morning, he could die. Huang Sanlang felt that he could wait for a fellow Taoist like Chen Ming in this life and take him to experience the cultivation of a true monk.

Chen Ming also gained a lot. Huang Sanlang has a relatively comprehensive alchemy scripture here, including many alchemy recipes, many of which Chen Ming did not master. In addition, there are many secrets of martial arts that Huang Sanlang understood very thoroughly. If Chen Ming had not learned a lot of things through dreams before, it would have been very difficult to read this kind of Taoist scripture.

That's why Chen Ming dug a stone cave on the cliff and lived here temporarily.

Chen Ming put some food in his storage ring, and there was also a lot of food. Chen Ming pretended to go out, and then took out the food and various ingredients and seasonings from the storage ring.

Every day, the old and the young are studying Taoist practices all day long, discussing possible problems during the practice, and whether there is a way to improve these classics.

Sometimes, when the two people have different opinions, they will fight red. Huang Sanlang was so angry that he wanted to drive Chen Ming away several times.

"You go, you go, you don't admit it if you are wrong! I have seen enough people like you." Huang Sanlang got angry.

Chen Ming laughed: "You are so embarrassed to say that you have practiced for more than a hundred years, but you didn't even understand this context. I really don't know that you used to practice. Not being able to get involved is really a miracle of life."

Huang Sanlang rolled his eyes: If it weren't for the fear of getting possessed, my cultivation would be so low?

The two are separated by countless generations in age, but they can still talk. Chen Ming often treats Huang Sanlang as Chen's father. Huang Sanlang treats Chen Ming as his relative. He has not experienced the sorrow and joy of gathering and separation with his relatives for many years.

"If you don't leave, what's the point of being in the mountains with me, an old man? You are still young, there is no need to stay in the mountains like me." Huang Sanlang said.
Chapter completed!