Cultivation of blazing love alone

Listening to Chi Guoguo's sarcastic words, the disciples of the Taoist sect, their old faces flushed red, stared at old man Hong with daring anger but dared not speak.

"Master, this is the best time to escape."

Yan Jin nodded secretly, he stared at the people from the upper Taoist sect without a trace, and when their attention was on old man Hong, Yan Jin quickly rushed towards the east.

Old man Hong looked at the ray of light that disappeared into the sky, squinted his eyes and smiled cheerfully. The smoke in his mouth blew lightly on the people of Shangxuanmen, and the people who had already reacted immediately became idiots. silly.

"Hey..." Looking at his masterpiece, Old Man Hong smiled even more proudly, and with the smile, his body disappeared into the tree.

In just five seconds, the person from Shangxuanmen came to his senses, and when he fixed his eyes, the cooked duck flew away...

The headman stared viciously at the tree where old man Hong was sitting on, but didn't see any movement from him. The big tree was crushed into powder by his anger and scattered in the air.

The hatred and anger in the hearts of the other few people is no less than that of the head, but they just endured it and did not explode.

"Little baby is not kind."

Yanjin was running desperately, when suddenly a laughing voice sounded in his ear.

"Thank you, Senior Hong, for saving me." Yan Jin landed on the ground, and respectfully saluted Old Man Hong behind him.

The pipe in old man Hong's hand slightly raised, and an invisible force stopped Yan Jin from performing half of the salute. "I didn't save you, this ceremony is unbearable."

Seeing this, Yan Jin didn't say anything more, and looked up at old man Hong with a smile on his face.

"Does the little baby know how old I am?" Old man Hong asked with great interest while smoking a cigarette.

What exactly does this old man want to do?Yan Jin had thoughts in his heart.

"Master, he doesn't have any malice, just a bit mischievous by nature."

"How old do you think he is?" Yan Jin asked the Xuanbing Iron Fan in his heart.

Old man Hong met Shang Yanjin's gaze, smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and smoked his pipe enjoying himself.

"It's more than 4000 years old." Yan Jin repeated the answer of Xuanbing Iron Fan.

"It's not kind, it's not kind." Unexpectedly, the old man squinted his eyes and said something incomprehensible.

Without waiting for Yan Jin to ask, old man Hong wrote the following on his own. "I'm obviously asking about the little doll, not the broken fan."

Yan Jin's heart was startled by this fluffy sentence...

You know, even when facing Ju Xing, the demon cultivator, he didn't realize that the black ice iron fan in his body, this old man Hong actually knew it. It seemed that he knew it a long time ago.

As if he understood Yan Jin's doubts, old man Hong smiled happily at him. "Little baby, answer my question well. Maybe I'll tell you when I'm happy."

The meaning of this sentence is very deep...

The path of comprehension is difficult one by one, easy in the early stage and difficult in the later stage. There are many people who spend their whole lives only staying in the Nascent Soul Stage. It is possible to touch Dudong, but if you want to ascend to immortality, this is another big difficulty.To become an immortal, one has to go through the immortal calamity. This immortal calamity is so powerful that I will skip it here.

Let's continue the topic just now. The lifespan of the Nascent Soul Stage is 500 to 500 years. The gap in between is supported by some panacea. Above the Nascent Soul Stage are Clutch, Cave, Distraction, Dacheng, and Crossing Tribulation. , Every time one level of cultivation is achieved, the life expectancy will be increased by 1000 or [-] years. Counting carefully, the age of this old man Hong is about [-] to [-] years.

"Between three thousand five or four thousand five." After thinking about it in circles, Yan Jin said a series of numbers.

Old man Hong looked at Yan Jin and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

It was fine for a few seconds and a half, but Yan Jin felt his heart shudder after being watched like this.What does old man Hong mean?

"Your guess is right?" After about 3 minutes, Yan Jin couldn't help asking.

The Maitreya Buddha-like smile on old man Hong's face intensified several points, Yan Jin could see the satisfied look on his face clearly, and the doubts in his heart grew even bigger.

"The little doll is not bad, it is the most satisfying one I have ever seen." After a while, old man Hong said with a smile.

The most satisfying I've ever seen...

Yanjin has been the Dark Emperor for several decades, and he is exquisitely intelligent, adding this inexplicable words to what old man Hong said before: Maybe I can tell you when I am happy...

The deep meaning inside becomes obvious.

He boldly guessed that this old man Hong should be looking for a disciple...

Old man Hong had been staring at Yan Jin, and he could clearly see the changes in his heart, but he kept smiling instead of speaking.

Yanjin was waiting for Old Man Hong's next words, but after waiting for nearly half an hour, Old Man Hong still hadn't opened his mouth. He was a little anxious, he didn't have much time to spend here, he wanted to find his little guy and brother them.

"If senior has nothing else to do, junior..."

"Hey..." Old man Hong chuckled, and started smoking the pipe in his hand again.

Yanjin couldn't figure out what old man Hong was thinking, and he didn't have the time to guess now. In his heart, nothing was as important as his little guy and brothers.

"Let's go to the west, they are all on the west." Old man Hong said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior, for your guidance." Yan Jin saluted respectfully, and when he was about to set off, old man Hong's voice came slowly.

"Little baby, we will have a date later."

Hearing these meaningful words, Yan Jin immediately looked back, but there was no old man Hong at the same place.

It's really strange... Yan Jin thought to himself, and immediately chased towards the west.Hope to meet up with the little ones.

Flying thousands of miles to the west, Yanjin finally sensed the breath of the little guys, right in the cave where they had previously avoided.

"How is it? Is everyone alright? Where are those who go to the Taoist sect?" After landing in the cave, Yan Jin held the little guy tightly and asked the brothers around him.

Yin Hefeng said with a puzzled face. "I don't know what happened, those Shangxuanmen who were chasing us suddenly disappeared."

"Master, in all likelihood, it's the hands of old man Hong's gang." Xuanbing Iron Fan answered in Yan Jin's mind.

Yan Jin thought about it, maybe it was true, except for him, no one else could have such great supernatural powers.

"Shangxuanmen chased us so hard, we must reach a spiritual vein as soon as possible, and then practice in seclusion to heal our injuries." Sitting casually on a stone, Yan Jin hugged Chen Yixiang and said seriously.

The first thing to do after coming out of the closed door is to find the upper Taoist door and kill them all!

"It's just that I have searched thousands of miles around here, but I haven't found a single spiritual vein without an owner." Mo Ran squatted down depressed and scribbled on the ground.

Speaking of this spirit vein, alas... everyone has lost their energy.

"Restrain your breath, stay in the cave for one night first, I don't know if Shangxuanmen will find it here, let's hide for a few days to see the situation." Yin Hefeng frowned slightly as he watched the brothers' emotions .

"Yeah. That's right." Yan Jin nodded in approval.

In this way, everyone stopped talking, and they all sat in meditation to restrain their breath.

For ten days, Yan Jin and his group stayed in the cave for a full ten days, during which time, as expected, Yin Hefeng did not say that there were three groups of breaths flying back and forth, all of them were from the Taoist sect.

"It's been two days since there's been any movement. Those who go to the Taoist sect should leave." Mo Ran asked.

Shun Tianyang was also about to ask this question, he looked at Yan Jin, waiting for the answer, stayed here for ten days, almost suffocating him to death.

"Let's wait another day. If there is no movement tomorrow, we will head south and continue to search for spiritual veins." Yan Jin said after thinking for a while.

Yin Hefeng glanced at the entrance of the cave, his eyebrows furrowed deeply. "If only we could catch a spirit rat."

"Spirit mouse?" Chu Yi looked at Yin Hefeng in surprise.What is the use of this thing?

"The spirit mouse can find the spirit pulse." Yin Hefeng explained aloud.

Di Leng, who had been silent all this time, spoke. "There is a market to buy."

"There is a city a hundred miles away, should we go for a stroll?" Gui Sha pushed his glasses and asked slowly.

Everyone looked at Yan Jin in unison.

"It's not suitable to go out of the mountain." After a while, Yan Jin said lightly.

Shangxuanmen chased him closely, even in the deep mountains, and it would be even more dangerous in a city where people come and go. After all, they might have set up their eyeliner a long time ago, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

"Brother Yan is right, I'm afraid they have already buried people in the city, waiting for us." Yin Hefeng expressed Yan Jin's worries.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was discouraged.

(Uncle Lian smokes so badly...)