In a house in the inner area, two Ye family disciples are serving an old man with a twilight look on his face. The old man is sitting quietly on the stone bed, his eyes are dim, but he can feel that he is looking at the two people in front of him.
His eyes are extremely kind.
The two Ye family disciples, a man and a woman, were both in the early stages of foundation building. The man was wearing a blue robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was very handsome, and his tiger eyes were full of reluctance.
The woman beside her has bright eyes and white teeth. She is as beautiful as a flower. She is wearing a long red dress and has a graceful figure. However, there are some tears in her bright eyes. She is so delicate that any man who sees her would want to hold her in his arms.
Take good care of it.
The old man was about to speak when the alarm bell rang outside, making the three of them stunned.
The handsome man whispered: "Little sister, I will go out to check the situation. You stay here with your grandfather."
"Brother, be careful. The warning bell rings once, which means that foreign enemies have sneaked into the fort to cause damage."
The man nodded and strode outside. At the same time, he took out a dharma plate in his hand and tapped it twice. The bar in front of the house door opened. After he walked out, he used his magic power to close the bar again.
Then the man showed some doubts, and scanned the surrounding area with his consciousness, but found nothing unusual.
"My grandfather's life is approaching, which makes me feel a little unstable."
After muttering something, the man took out his flying magic weapon and flew outward.
The invisible Lu Kun looked at the newly closed restriction, controlling his nerves and suppressing his rapidly beating heart.
"Isn't this Ye Zitao? Fortunately, my nerve control ability has been greatly enhanced, otherwise I would have been discovered just now. I didn't expect that the house I found a chance to enter was his residence."
With this thought in his mind, Lu Kun suddenly heard a voice coming from inside the house, his heart trembled, and he cautiously walked inside.
I only heard a somewhat familiar female voice coming from inside.
"Great-grandfather, you don't need to talk anymore. Just sit quietly and let your great-granddaughter accompany you."
At this time, Lu Kun walked outside the door of the house, peeked in secretly, and looked a little surprised. He thought in his heart: "I heard them say the other day that an elder in the clan was about to pass away. It seems that he is this old man, and Ye Zi
Tao and Zishui are both accompanying him."
Then Lu Kun saw the decrepit old man speak, and said to Zishui in an extremely hoarse voice: "Hey, Zishui, this is a big regret in my life. If you don't say it, I won't have the chance to say it."
Zhi Shui said with some distress: "Grandpa, just tell me. It feels more comfortable to say it."
The old man looked at Zishui, recalled the past, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice: "As early as more than two hundred years ago, I was a member of the tribe living outside the country, working as a casual cultivator in Luzhou, and my cultivation progressed.
It’s slow and I don’t have any spiritual stones on me.”
"Once I encountered a first-level mid-level monster in the mountains. At that time, I was only in the middle stage of Qi refining. I only had a low-grade magic weapon. It was extremely dangerous and I almost died. Fortunately, a person passed by and came to the rescue. In the end, we
The two of them worked together to kill the mid-level monster."
The old man turned to look at Zishui and asked, "Do you know what the cultivation level of this person who saved me is?"
"To be able to work with my grandfather at that time to kill the mid-level monsters, he must be a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining."
The old man shook his head and said with some admiration: "No, he is a mortal!"
"What? Impossible. When a mortal faces an intermediate monster, it will only drag down the monks. How can I help you defeat the intermediate monster?" Zhi Shui's face was full of disbelief.
Lu Kun, who was listening outside, had a strange expression on his face, as if he had thought of something.
The old man continued: "I was more surprised than you at the time. That man was indeed a mortal, but he was the top martial artist among mortals. His martial arts skills could actually reach the power of low-level fireballs, and several other moves could reach the power of a cultivator."
The effect of the spell."
Not to mention Zhi Shui's shock, Lu Kun's face became extremely nervous and he stared at the old man.
"Later on, I became friends with this mortal and called him big brother. It's strange. A cultivator became friends with a mortal. But without this mortal, I would have died at the hands of an intermediate monster, haha!"
When he said this, the old man gave a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
"Ahem!" The old man coughed as if his aging organs were involved.
Ye ZiShui quickly patted the old man's back.
The old man calmed down for a while and continued: "As my relationship with him gets closer and closer, I gradually learn about the origin of his martial arts."
"This mortal is called Ling Yuetian, and everyone in Jiayu City, the capital of Luzhou, knows it. When Brother Ling was very young, he had already practiced martial arts in the secular world to a very high level. After that, he discovered the immortal cultivator
exist."
The old man paused for a while and said in a tone of great amazement: "Brother Ling learned the basic exercises and found out that he had no spiritual roots. Later, he was unwilling to give up and worked hard to create a set of exercises of his own. What's more,
He has developed martial arts skills that are comparable to low-level spells."
"Because he is a powerful warrior, and his martial arts are comparable to magic. Generally, he is not his opponent in the middle stage of Qi refining. However, I later learned that the most fundamental aspect of his martial arts is his physical body, not his martial skills."
Zhi Shui asked doubtfully: "The physical body?"
The old man sighed: "That's right, his martial arts skills can only be unleashed by his powerful physical strength."
The old man said with some regret: "Hey, I was originally in that area of Luzhou, and I keep hanging out like this."
"Who would have known that I met a distant clan uncle in nearby Fang City and found out that I am of Ye family blood. This clan uncle asked me to return to the clan with him as soon as possible."
"It just so happened that during this period, I heard that a demon cultivator from a large sect in the late stage of Qi training went to Lingming Demon Valley to hunt monsters. But he heard the news about Brother Ling's physical strength from somewhere, and he was planning to come over and kill Brother Ling.
Become his refined corpse."
"I immediately told Brother Ling the news and planned to stay and help him, but the clan uncle was unwilling to wait one more day. As a casual cultivator at the time, I was very aware of the weight of the Ye family. In order to obtain future cultivation resources and
The glimmer of hope for foundation building has to go."
"In the end, I came to Ye's house with some of Brother Ling's relics in my hand. I didn't face the enemy together with him. I don't know what happened to him and the demon cultivator."
"A few years later, when I reached the late stage of Qi training, I went back again. After some inquiries, I found out that Brother Ling was dead and his physical body was taken away by the demon cultivator. At that time, I also heard about Brother Ling's sister.
, I also came here to inquire about the news."
"I spent time searching, but couldn't even find his sister or son. In the end, in order not to miss the best age for foundation building, I had no choice but to return to the Ye family and gave up the search."
After hearing this, Zishui curled his lips and said, "Grandpa, even if he saved your life, he is still a mortal. If you inform him in advance, you have already repaid your kindness."
The old man in his twilight years touched Ye Zishui's silky hair and said, "Whether you repay kindness or not depends on your heart. I always feel in my heart that I owe something, and I haven't found Brother Ling's relatives. This is why I can't make any progress in my cultivation."
.”
Then, the old man took out three pieces of parchment from the storage bag and said: "Zishui, I have been looking for the descendants of Brother Ling since I established the foundation. Luzhou is so big, finding a mortal is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
No news."
"These three pieces of parchment are Brother Ling's relics. Please help me keep them safe. If..."
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
When the old man took out the three pieces of parchment, three more bells were heard outside. Ye ZiShui, who knew the meaning of the bells, changed his face and stood up suddenly.