Ling Hebian ignored the people in the token and walked towards the Bufan Escort Agency with his sword in hand.
"You silly boy, you don't even believe what your ancestors said. Do you really think that ordinary monks can set up spirit gathering restrictions? Who is not a master who has been studying formations for thousands of years? What is he if he is not an old monster?"
Seeing Ling Hebian's face full of disbelief at his words, the old voice sneered and explained.
"You are the old monster!"
Linghe stopped and said angrily: "The mayor lost his parents when he was young and grew up relying on the support of the villagers. No one in the town knows this!"
"It's not wrong to say that you are stupid. There are so many magical powers in the world of immortality. For advanced monks, reincarnation and starting over, taking away other people's bodies is just an easy way." The old voice said.
Said again.
"I don't know about reincarnation or seizing one's body. Anyway, I only know that the mayor is not some old monster. If you say anything else, I will throw you into the pit!"
Ling Hebian pulled off the token hanging around his neck and pretended to throw it away.
"Okay, okay, I made a mistake, okay? Then the mayor is not some old monster, okay!" The old voice hurriedly stopped him.
Ling Hebian snorted coldly, took the token in his hand, hugged the sword, and continued to move forward, but the sound of the token did not stop.
"I don't know who you silly boy has a temper like. Didn't you just say that the mayor is an old monster? You actually dare to throw it at me, an ancestor. You are really a silly boy who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors!"
Linghe River turned a deaf ear.
"Silly boy, are you interested in that little girl riding a toad?" Suddenly, the voice in the token laughed strangely.
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is not the case!!"
Ling Hebian hugged the sword tightly, his cheeks turned red, and he hurriedly defended.
"It doesn't matter, I want to ask you, do you want to become stronger? Do you want to be recognized and respected by others?" The old voice laughed.
"What do you mean?" Ling He asked.
"I don't even understand this. How about I teach you Taoism and let you start practicing and become a high-ranking immortal cultivator in the eyes of mortals?" the old voice said seductively.
"Can you be so kind?"
Ling Hebian looked suspicious. In fact, after arriving in the town, he had heard more or less about the monks.
"I am your ancestor, will I harm you?" the old voice said angrily.
"Some people can even abandon their own flesh and blood. Who knows if you will harm me!" Ling Hebian replied coldly.
The old voice stopped suddenly.
After a while.
The old voice sighed.
"Don't worry, I don't have any disgust with you. I'm teaching you how to practice. I just want to see that you have good qualifications. In addition, you have my blood in your blood. I don't want to waste such a good talent like you!!"
Ling Hebian didn't believe what the other party said, "I don't need your help, I can rely on myself!"
"You silly boy, why are you so stubborn? How far can you go with the worldly boxing and kicking skills you practice? A low-level monk can kill a lot of people!" the old voice said angrily.
Ling Hebian turned a deaf ear and returned to the Bufan Escort Agency with his sword in hand.
As soon as he returned to the escort agency, the sound of the token disappeared.
However, when no one was around, Token's voice would still come out to persuade him to practice and talk about the various benefits of practice, but Ling Hebian didn't reply a word, as if he couldn't hear it.
Maybe because he felt annoyed, Ling Hebian simply put the token in the room.
A busy day.
After taking a shower, I returned to the house and saw a young man with a handsome face and a gray robe standing in the house.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Ling Hebian looked cautious and put on a defensive posture, staring closely at the person in front of him.
"Didn't we talk during the day? How come we forgot about it in just one day?"
The handsome man in gray robe walked slowly, and a familiar and old voice came from the mouth of the handsome man in gray robe.
"It's you?"
Ling Hebian immediately heard that the voice of the person in front of him was clearly the same as the voice of the token during the day.
"Don't be nervous, I won't harm you. After all, you are also my descendant!" The handsome man in gray robe put one hand behind his back and smiled faintly.
"You silly boy, I don't even know what to say to you. I teach you Taoism and I don't know how many people can envy you, but you're not happy anymore!"
The handsome man in gray robe was quite helpless. He tried to say bad things during the day, but this bastard just didn't listen.
"You are so capable, but in the end you can only stay in the token?"
Ling Hebian turned his head, looking unbelieving.
In fact, after a day of careful consideration, Ling Hebian still somewhat believed what this man said.
After all, when his grandfather picked him up, he had this token on him. Grandpa often said that this token was very important to him, and that he would be able to use this token to find his relatives in the future.
"Do you really think you are seeing me right now?" the handsome man in gray robe asked with a smile.
"Not you?" Ling Hebian was a little confused.
"Of course not, I am just a fragment of the original body left here in this world a hundred thousand years ago. The real body has long since shattered into the void and left!"
Seeing Ling Hebian still looking confused, the handsome man in gray robe smiled and shook his head.
"You can't understand what I'm telling you now. You'll understand when you start practicing in the future. All you need to understand now is that I stay here to protect future generations like you!"
Linghe lowered his head in silence, then raised his head, "Then where did your body go?"
"A world that is vaster than here, where you can cultivate to a higher realm!" The handsome man in gray robe said with emotion.
"It's the same as not saying anything!" Ling He muttered.
The handsome man in gray robe smiled lightly and said: "To be honest, I don't know where the main body is, and I don't even know if he is still alive.
Forget about this, what do you think? Do you want to learn Taoism from me? Otherwise, you are not worthy of that little girl riding a toad!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Hebian was very angry.
"Okay, okay, isn't it okay if I don't say it? I'm just asking you, do you want to become stronger?" the handsome man in gray robe asked with a smile.
"Can I really become strong?" Ling Hebian lowered his head and asked himself.
"Of course, I was a powerful person in this world back then, and I can teach you how to do it!" The handsome man in gray robe smiled confidently.
"Okay, I'll learn from you!"
Ling Hebian's eyes showed a firm look, as if he had made some kind of determination.
"That's right. It's just that I teach you the Taoism. You must keep it a secret. Don't let outsiders know about your practice!"
The handsome man in gray robe said seriously: "There is more than one monk hidden in this town. Not to mention the mayor, let's just say that the blacksmith shop you often go to is also a monk with good cultivation."
"You mean the blacksmith shop owner?"
Ling Hebian was a little surprised.
He couldn't imagine that the owner of the blacksmith shop who always used a big hammer to strike iron could be a high-ranking monk.
This time, I felt that my status as a monk had lost a lot of value.
The handsome man in gray robe didn't know what Ling He was thinking.
He said in a deep voice: "Yes, if he has evil intentions towards you, I can't save you!"
"Aren't you very powerful?" Ling Hebian asked in confusion.
"You listened to me right! By the way, you need to change your name, Ling Hebian, what kind of name is this? How can such a good surname be given such a rustic name!"
The handsome man in gray robe had a dark look on his face.
"No, this is the name my grandpa gave me. Even if my head falls off, I won't change it!"
Ling Hebian shook his head and said with firm eyes.