Four hundred and twentieth chapters volunteers take the bait
Huang Ying thanked the old man and turned around to leave with a few others. Ning Chen and the other three also bowed, which was a sign of respect for an old senior.
"Wait a minute, everyone." The old man stopped a few people, took out a token from the storage ring and threw it over, but Huang Ying reached out to catch it.
"This is a Tianya Order. Those who hold this order are considered guests of the Qingya Sect and can buy real good things in Qingshanju." The old man said nonchalantly, "I can't use it. I see you have quite a lot.
As a courtesy, I’ll give it to you.”
Seeing that the old monk was quite free and easy, Ning Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "Old senior, are you confiscating your apprentice?"
"Take it, they are all dead." The old monk said it calmly, but the meaning behind his words made people sigh.
"I'm sorry..." Ning Chen was a little embarrassed, not expecting to mention the old man's sadness.
"It doesn't matter, it's all over..." The old man waved his hands indifferently, obviously not taking it to heart, "I am over two hundred years old, there is nothing I can't bear to see."
Having said this, he grinned at Ning Chen and said, "How about it, are you interested in becoming my teacher and teaching you the secrets of magical skills?"
The few of them were chatting casually along the way and never deliberately avoided anyone, so the old man knew that Ning Chen was not Huang Ying's disciple.
"Thank you, senior, no need." Ning Chen shook his head and said.
In Bilan Continent, Ning Chen has always been very proud of the concept of cultivation and the inheritance of martial arts. He has thousands of years of inheritance from the Chinese country and is well versed in Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. In his opinion, in Bilan Continent, there is no one who counts.
You are not qualified to be his master!
That day, I worshiped Master Lin Ting from three thousand years ago as my disciple. That was because there was a huge stake in it, and the important point was that Master Lin Ting had already passed away, so no one would care about a dead person.
But as for the old man in front of him, although Ning Chen respects the old and loves the young, he will not worship him as his master just for a few magical secret books. What's more, if he does, he will probably have to bury his master in a few days.
It’s too sad.
"Oh?" Ning Chen refused, but the old man became interested, "Do you have a master?"
"Yes, he is dead." Ning Chen spread his hands and said, of course he was talking about Master Lin Ting.
The old man couldn't help but choked. The retort was serious, as if it was intentional.
"Boy, you have to think clearly. The inheritance of my skills is not so easy to pass on." Now that there is no master, the old monk doesn't care even more. He smiled seductively and said, "I originally intended to teach you this way."
The broken body fed the fish in the lake, and you happened to be passing by, which is considered a fate, so I suddenly thought of passing on the technique. Boy, don't make a mistake."
After speaking, he glanced at Huang Ying and said with a smile, "If you have good qualifications, you may not be able to be stronger than me in the future."
The meaning behind his words is that he almost has earth-level skills.
"No need. Thank you for your kindness, senior. I already have three Earth-level techniques." Ning Chen pursed his lips and smiled. This smile made the old man want to slap him.
The old man shook his head and laughed, but couldn't help but sigh. There are talented people in the world, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. Back then, he was also very high-spirited and thought that the golden elixir was safe. Who knew that a bottleneck would last a hundred years? How cool was he back then?
The young man has become the octogenarian he is today, but at the same time, new geniuses will appear in Bilanzhou, from generation to generation.
"Okay, okay, let's all go. Be careful in Kuiling Mountain and don't disturb me fishing." The old monk waved his hands and started to chase people away. "Luyuntai is a place for communication between Jindan monks. You guys
Please be careful and don't talk nonsense, some Jindan monks don't have very good tempers and tempers, and I don't know where their hundreds of years of cultivation have gone."
"Yes, thank you senior." Ning Chen and the others bowed down to receive the instruction.
Huang Ying is only in the early stage of Jindan. In a place like Luyuntai, if a conflict really breaks out, he may not be able to protect them.
Several people turned around and left. Ning Chen took two steps, then turned around to look at the old man who was sitting on the big rock by the lake fishing. He thought about it and said casually, "Old senior, you'd better get the fishhook."
Just be straight.
As the saying goes, it is better to take what is straight than to seek what is wrong. The true meaning of fishing is that those who are willing will take the bait."
After saying that, he quickly walked a few steps and caught up with Huang Ying and the others.
"Would you rather take something straight than seek something crooked?" the old man murmured to himself, looking at the fishing rod in his hand. The rod was straight, the line was straight, and only one fishhook was curved.
"The original intention of fishing is to take the bait?" the old man said word by word. His eyes were full of doubts at first, and then the doubts gradually dissipated, becoming brighter and brighter, and starlight exploded in every breath.
There was no wind and waves, and the fishhook under the fishing rod in the old man's hand slowly straightened under the urging of the true energy. Although the change was subtle, it did not stop for a moment.
A moment later, at the moment when the fishhook straightened, a strong wind suddenly rose in a radius of a hundred feet, and mysterious qi mechanisms emerged from scratch and were gradually born.
"What a willing person to take the bait. I really am not qualified to be your master. My dear friend, what do you call me?" An old voice was carried by the breeze into the ears of several people.
"You're welcome, old man. I'm Ning Chen, a casual cultivator." Ning Chen said with a smile.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Hahaha..." The old man laughed loudly, and then his voice gradually disappeared, and the mysterious aura just now gradually faded away. Apparently, the old man had a fundamental understanding and went to retreat.
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Shi Xiuzhu was dumbfounded and looked at Ning Chen like a monster. Huang Ying also smacked his lips. Yan Wuxun stepped forward and hugged Ning Chen's shoulders. "Brother, I will call you brother. I will wait until I advance to Ning Yuan."
It’s late, can you also say something like this to me?”
Ning Chen smiled reservedly, and in his heart he gave full marks to himself for pretending to be so cool.
"Nonsense, I have been practicing for two hundred years, and my cultivation, state of mind, perception, and strength have all reached the peak of the late stage of Yuan Condensation. The only thing missing is the final kick, so I can have an epiphany with just one sentence from me.
Do you really think that I am a god who can make people advance to the Golden Elixir Patriarch with just a few words?"
"But the key point is to have an epiphany under your words." Huang Ying couldn't help complaining, "I don't know how many monks in the world are stuck at this critical moment, but not many people can make them have an epiphany...
"
Ning Chen shrugged, saying that he was innocent.
To be honest, he really didn't think these words had any substantive effect. He just saw the old man fishing casually, so he said a few words casually. In The Romance of the Gods, Jiang Taigong is the host of the list of gods.
What is related to him is a story about fishing with a straight hook, and those who wish to take the bait will be hooked.
This story has quite a metaphysical meaning, so Ning Chen told it casually. To be honest, he didn't think it would be of any help, but who knew that the old man's reaction would be so big, which made him very embarrassed!