A clean and simple room with not many furnishings.
There is a picture hanging on some yellowed walls, with one word written on it like the edge of a sword: "Tao".
Against the inner wall is a very tall bookcase, neatly divided into nine floors, and tightly packed with books. These books seem to be old, just like the old desk in front of the bookcase.
, even the original vermilion paint has become mottled, showing traces of time everywhere.
There is a cup of hot tea on the table, steaming with steam.
Wu Feng was looking at the billowing white smoke with concentration, as if it contained the supreme moral meaning that needed to be comprehended wholeheartedly.
He was wearing a coarse cloth robe, and his face looked like it was carved out of weathered rock. His black hair, like steel needles, was spread behind him. Even though he was carrying an ancient sword case, his body was still upright.
At the other end of the white smoke was a man in gray robe with all white hair but an appearance like a young man. He seemed to be integrated with everything in the room. He was carefully reading a book open on the table.
Booklet.
Even though he knew this admirable old friend, Wu Feng sighed more than once. I am afraid that no cultivator would be able to recognize this white-haired young man when he walks on the street. This is the thirty-three sects.
Ranked third is Taiqing Xuandao, Taoist master.
After being quiet for a while, the Taoist master carefully arranged the books, closed them, and then raised his head, his eyes like stars.
"How is the situation?" As he spoke, he took out a cup from the elegant wooden tea set, started to make tea, and handed the green wooden tea cup filled with spiritual tea to Wu Feng.
"The situation is more serious than imagined..." Wu Feng got straight to the point.
"In addition to the True Immortal who calls himself Master Tian, three more True Immortal forces that are still secret have emerged, calling themselves Wei Wuji, Huo Mingxue, and the Master Huan who has never been seen before.
The Taoist Master smiled and said, "I'll bet a piece of Yuanling Stone that Wei Wuji and Huo Mingxue both call themselves Young Master, and they are very rustic."
"No gambling." Wu Feng was very decisive.
The two of them laughed.
"Tell me, our old friends in the cultivation world and our disciples, disciples, and grandchildren, how do we line up."
"Mr. Tian... ugh, this name really sounds so painful to pronounce." Wu Feng complained and then continued:
"Currently, Master Tian, who was the first to manifest, is naturally the most powerful, including Wu Jue, Mo Yun and other top cultivators who have taken refuge in this force, and many young people with amazing talents, such as Tang Yu, Long Xiao, Lei
Xing Gang, Murong Xumu and so on,
This is the side that most of them have taken refuge in. As for the other three true immortal forces, in addition to Wei Wuji and Huo Mingxue who are working very quickly to attract high-level cultivators with various short-term temptations, there are also rumors that a true immortal who calls himself Young Master Huan has arrived in the world of cultivation."
The Taoist master's face remained calm, but the tea cup he picked up paused in the air. He put it down again without taking a sip.
"It seems that we don't have much time left to prepare." The Taoist Master sighed. "The true immortal wolf is so ambitious that he actually wants to use our people to steal our chance of creation. It is impossible for our old friends to see this.
I don’t understand, but they have been trapped in the late stage of foundation building for too long, so long that in order to cultivate the golden elixir, they have to compete with the true immortal fire to win."
The Taoist Master shook his head slightly: "But it doesn't matter. The earlier the true immortal comes, the weaker it will be. At least the situation in the next twenty years will still be under our control."
"Due to the pressure brought by the arrival of the True Immortal, Zhou Lufeng has closed the gate of death to attack the golden elixir. I don't know if we can see this old friend again in the future."
Wu Feng was not good at words, so when he talked about Zhou Lu Feng, there was a strange silence.
"How about our nine-kill young people?" Taoist Master changed the topic.
"Blood Killing" has recently targeted a person, Jing Xingchuan, who is ranked seventh on the list of villains, and is trying its best to recruit him to join. There are rumors that this person is less than 30 years old, but he is suspected of having mastered the three-purity return method that has been lost for thousands of years.
With vitality, the future is limitless."
"Coincidentally, the inheritance of the Six Paths Sword has also been born, and the person who inherited it was a casual cultivator. Witnesses said that at that time, there was a dragon-blooded centipede that was not inferior to the major cultivators to guard him until the end of the inheritance. The successor of the Six Paths Sword had just cultivated to the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
Not long after he reached the first level, when he received the inheritance, even the sword in the sky shook.
On the verge of collapse, he killed a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Condensation in the small valley with one sword. Now the "sword-killing" group of little wolves are howling every day, trying to grab the Six-Path Sword. And the latest news, the Six-Path Sword
The Sword Successor has been on the evil list, but his ranking is a bit ridiculous, ranking over nine thousand." Wu Feng said helplessly.
"At this time, there is no separation between good and evil. What's more, not all the evil people on the list are evil. The Six Paths Sword is not a simple sword technique. It can exert the power of the Six Paths Sword. This casual cultivator is by no means as simple as it seems. Try
Let’s see if we can win him over.” The Taoist Master pondered.
"In addition, the plan of Murong Xumu, who the "Dao Kill" has been secretly wooing, failed. I heard that this son went crazy and killed nearly ten foundation-building cultivators from both the good and evil paths. Now he has been suppressed by Guan Qianli in the Guanghan Sect.
.”
"Oh, there is such a thing?" The Taoist master looked puzzled. "Guanghan Sect's Qinglu Miaoxin Jue is the top secret for cultivating the mind. Practitioners are immune to evil spirits. Murong Xumu has seen this too.
However, his qualifications are better than those of you and me, how could he become obsessed?"
"From the current intelligence, it seems that he is trapped by love."
"How can such a great person be trapped by love? Is it because of Xi Yuan from the Yunding Heavenly Palace or Lu Qingxuan from a poor family in Shuitian?" The Taoist Master seemed to have remembered something and smiled.
"He is not like you and me who only focus on cultivation. People have become stupid in cultivation, only to find that those who cannot go back are young and frivolous."
There are not many people in the world of cultivation who can laugh at Wu Feng, the master of this sect, who cultivates truth and stupidity, but Tao Master is indeed one of them.
"That's you. When I was young, I was very crazy." Wu Feng couldn't hide his smile, because he felt that the Taoist master's expression would be very exciting when he heard the following content.
"It seems like you have a trap waiting for me to jump out of you." The Taoist Master smiled and shook his head.
Only in front of a handful of old acquaintances in the cultivation world would the Taoist Master show such a mortal expression.
"It's unlikely that Murong Xumu is interested in Qi Yu, who is currently in the limelight of Tianmo Dao?" he guessed.
Tianmo Dao is the mortal enemy of Taiqing Xuandao.
"It's a rogue cultivator." Wu Feng said. "The person who made Murong Xumu trapped by love is a rogue cultivator."
"Loose cultivator?" The Taoist master was surprised. "How many people in the cultivating world are limited by their sectarian views? This guy acts willfully and dares to love and hate. It makes me take a higher look at him."
"But since I like it, I will introduce him to Guanghan Sect. With his resources, this casual cultivator will soon be able to reach the sky. Can this casual cultivator refuse this opportunity?"
Wu Feng did not answer directly, and added: "It is said that at that time, this casual cultivator was surrounded by a group of cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. Murong Xumu descended from the sky on an ice crystal phoenix and sent the casual cultivator away with a moving order. Then he crushed him with a
The posture of killing both good and evil in one strike. The twelve cultivators in the early stages of building the foundation vented their anger on the casual cultivator. It was at that time that he became possessed."
"Being able to make a top genius like Murong Xumu be trapped in love and become obsessed with it, and being able to be surrounded by ten foundation-building cultivators, makes me somewhat interested in this casual cultivator." The Taoist Master picked up the tea cup and lightly touched it.
Sigh. "I'm afraid that beauty is nothing more than a disaster."
"The casual cultivator is a man."
After Wu Feng finished speaking, he stared closely at the Taoist Master's eyes. He waited for the Taoist Master to reveal the big news when he raised the tea cup, just to see if the Taoist Master would still remember it three hundred years ago.
Squirt out the spiritual tea.
The Taoist Master also looked back at Wu Feng, his face was calm, but he paused for a moment before taking a sip of spiritual tea, and then he swallowed it down as a tiny bulge in his throat.
He knew Wu Feng's little tricks. This old friend has been here for hundreds of years, but he is still so unstable. "These are just..."
"Small scene."
"That casual cultivator also has a nickname, Jiba." Wu Feng said lightly.
puff!
The sweet and fragrant spiritual tea turns into a mist, like tiny water droplets floating in the air, swimming, and then slowly falling.
The corners of Wu Feng's mouth raised, revealing his white teeth, and then he laughed wildly.
The Taoist Master shook his head and smiled while shaking his head.
"Today's young people really know how to play. They are getting older."
"You dare to give such a nickname and make Murong Xumu want to die. I wonder what this casual cultivator really has..."
"Special, long." Wu Feng paused and said again.
The Taoist Master laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and the white fingers pointing at Wu Feng were trembling.
It's like passing through the slowly dissipating mist, time goes back three hundred years.
At that time, the Taoist Master was just a dull inheritance disciple.
Wu Feng is just a madman who has not yet reached Nirvana, but fights with others every day and gets bloodshed.
The two of them just talked about a certain senior sister, which junior sister, and then laughed without any image.
The world of cultivation is huge, with good and evil fighting each other, sects fighting each other, plotting and killing each other to compete for resources and opportunities...
But that’s also the cultivation world’s own business.
Don't let others get involved.
When we were young, our seniors supported the cultivation world, but now is their era, so they must straighten their backs, stretch out their hands, and carry the day.