Supreme Immortal Demon

The nursing monk came closer and looked at Bai Yiqing and Wang Youyu carefully. His eyes stayed on Bai Yiqing for a long time: "Who are you two?"

"I, Bai Yiqing, are here to look for someone." Bai Yiqing cupped his fists and raised his hands.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Bai, aren't you... I see, you are all back." The monk guarding the courtyard looked delighted: "I wonder who you two are looking for?"

Before Bai Yiqing could speak, Wang Youyu on the side said first, "May I ask which disciple is the most outstanding in Qianlong Academy?"

"The most remarkable thing?" The monk from the nursing school thought for a moment and said, "If you had asked this question yesterday, the answer would naturally be Han Decheng, the leader of the Dragon Head Society, but today it is a bit difficult to answer."

Bai Yiqing and Wang Youyu looked at each other a little strangely.

In their minds, people like Luo Chuan would quickly make a name for themselves wherever they went and become heroes of the moment. Although the disciples in Qianlong Academy are all outstanding talents who have passed the examination and trial to enter Guangtian Pusheng, compared with Luo Chuan, they are not even the slightest bit worse.

When Bai Yiqing secretly met with Qin Mo, Li Xiaochen and others in chaos in the outer territory, he learned about Luo Chuan's actions at the Blood Castle in the Borderlands, and had already determined that Luo Chuan would do great things in Guangtian Universal Saint.

"Excuse me, friend, can Luo Chuan be in Qianlong Courtyard?" Bai Yiqing asked.

Hearing the word "Luo Chuan", the face of the monk who was guarding the courtyard changed slightly. After a careful look, Bai Yiqing said: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Bai also came to see him. Fellow Daoist Luo has left Qianlong Courtyard and is no longer on the list of Qianlong Courtyard." With him, I don’t know where he went.”

Bai Yiqing observed his words and felt nervous: "But what happened to him? Or did he provoke someone?"

The monk in charge of the hospital smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "Something did happen, and it's not a big deal. However, the superiors just issued an order that no one is allowed to mention this matter anymore, so please don't ask anymore, Fellow Daoist Bai."

Wang Youyu frowned inward and looked at Bai Yiqing.

Bai Yiqing's expression was as usual, and she clasped fists to bid farewell to the monks who were guarding the academy. After taking two steps, her eyes showed deep worry.

"Luo Chuan...could something really happen to him?" Wang Youyu whispered after catching up with Bai Yiqing.

"No." Bai Yiqing said.

Wang Youyu doesn't know. Bai Yiqing knew Luo Chuan's other two identities, the boss of the cannon fodder camp and the governor of the border wilderness. Even a place as chaotic as Bianhuang can calmly deal with it and establish a foundation. The order of Guangtian Universal Saint is much better than that in Bianhuang.

But, could he commit something impulsively?

Bai Yiqing's heart tightened and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

"Yiqing, where are you going?"

"Go to Xianzhi Taoist Temple and ask Su Gu for details."

As soon as the two of them left, Chen Duodi appeared where they were.

The nursing monk hasn't gone far yet. Gentle laughter rang in his ears.

"Fellow Taoist, what did those two people ask you just now?"

The nursing monk turned around impatiently. Just as he was about to say something, he was startled when he saw it was Chen Duodi: "It's Senior Brother Chen! You're back!"

"Do you recognize me?" Chen Duodi smiled slightly.

"Of course, there is no one among the Universal Saints who doesn't recognize Senior Brother Chen." The monk guarding the academy said excitedly.

Chen Duodi smiled and nodded slightly: "Don't let the second person know about my coming. Just now, that fellow Taoist Bai, what did she ask you?"

"Don't worry, I will never say anything." The monk who guarded the academy calmed down and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai and the others are just asking about one person. They didn't say much else."

Chen Duodi raised his eyebrows: "Who are you asking about?"

"Luo Chuan." said the nursing monk.

Chen Duodi's first reaction was that he had teamed up with the White Dragon Emperor to escape from the bitter cold days of the Great Tragedy. Dragon Court.

"That person just entered the Taoist temple not long ago?" Chen Duodi asked.

The nursing monk hesitated for a moment. He nodded and said: "I have just entered the Taoist Temple for more than two months."

Just last night, he and several colleagues received a handwritten letter from three great Taoist masters, removing Luo Chuan's name in Qianlong Yuan and strictly prohibiting Luo Chuan's incident from being mentioned again.

"More than two months... you just returned to the Taoist Academy and you couldn't wait to come to see him. He must be very important to you. Your former Taoist companion?"

Emperor Chen Duo's eyes flashed, he raised his head and asked, "How old is that person?"

The guardian monk looked around and whispered: "Luo Chuan is only twelve or thirteen years old. As for his cultivation level... he is very good."

"Only twelve or thirteen years old? It seems I'm overthinking."

Emperor Chen Duo smiled. Although he found that the monk in the nursing home seemed to have something to hide, he felt completely relaxed when he heard that the love rival he thought was a little kid of only twelve or thirteen years old, and felt a little funny.

"Then where is he now?" Chen Duodi asked.

"Luo Chuan is no longer in Qianlong Courtyard, and I don't know where he is." The monk guarding the hospital spoke concisely, for fear that Emperor Chen Duo would ask further questions.

"thanks."

Chen Duodi turned around and his eyes quickly gathered into a rainbow light. He disappeared in an instant, tracing the traces of Bai Yiqing and Wang Youyu.

Seeing the two of them flying towards the Immortal Academy, Chen Duodi did not continue to pursue them.

"After saying so many cruel words before, that stupid woman Luo Yuwan should take action. Although it is vulgar for a hero to save a beauty, it is the most effective." Chen Duodi muttered to himself, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Luo Chuan... He's twelve or thirteen years old. Could it be that he is Bai Meiren's younger brother? Let's start with him and do both."

Between the ridges, the strong wind roared, blowing the flying Taoist robes of Chen Duodi. His figure disappeared inch by inch, and finally disappeared.

In the depths of Guangtian Pusheng, at the entrance of an old ancient cave in the abyss of a waterfall, the bright moon stood still and set down Luochuan.

"Are we there?" Luo Chuan rubbed his arm and quietly moved two steps to the side.

This girl was too terrifying. She was less than ten years old, but her strength had reached the level of the heavens. It was hard to believe that she had cultivated herself.

Luo Chuan also secretly guessed that in the memory of Jiulong Jun, although there were many young monsters cultivated by various strange arts and secret methods, they did not seem to fit Mingyue's situation.

"We are here!" Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Luo Chuan who was constantly moving, and said excitedly: "After so many days, I finally brought you here. This time, the great grandfather will not scold me again."

Luo Chuan was pulled by Mingyue and could not move, his face stiff.

"What did your great grandfather want to see me about?"

"I don't know! You will know when you go in!"

Mingyue stretched out her hand and drew two circles on the cave door, pinched the secret seal with her hand, and a stream of Taoist power poured in.

Creak!

The cave door split to the sides.

Mingyue turned into a stream of light and flew into the cave door with Luo Chuan.

The old rocks in the cave were dark green, and the water dripped into a stream. There was also a moon-viewing cave. The water in the well was clear and turbid, and it exuded a fragrance. Luo Chuan only took a sip and felt that his vitality had increased a little. He couldn't help but sigh that this place was really a paradise.

"Mingyue, where is your great grandfather?" Luo Chuan asked curiously.

"Right in front of you... Hush."

Mingyue let go of Luo Chuan, moved carefully, leaned towards the blue stone in front of him, and bowed respectfully: "Mingyue pays respect to the great grandfather."

Luo Chuan was surprised, and heard the blue stone sneer: "Mingyue, you are back really early."

Hearing the "praise", Mingyue smiled happily and lowered her head to play with her fingers.

"Forget it, go down first." The blue stone seemed a little helpless.

"Yes, Mingyue went down." Mingyue looked well-behaved, winked at Luo Chuan mischievously, and ran away.

Only Luo Chuan and the strange blue stone were left in the cave. The bluestone is two feet high, and the stone pattern is ancient. Who knows how many years of wind, sun, and water erosion it has experienced.

Luo Chuan looked at the bluestone and remained silent.

The bluestone also did not move at all and said a word.

One person and one stone stood opposite each other in the depths of the cave. Only the sound of water dripping into a stream and the wind blowing through the dark valley could be heard. Apart from that, there was no other sound.

"When I was young, I learned the art of touching stones. I never thought about it. Now, among the thirty-six changes, when my mind is quiet, I will turn into bluestone, without thoughts or desires, without ideas or thoughts, but I can understand everything."

As the bluestone spoke, the sound of sand falling sounded.

The bluestone turned into sand and fell in front of Luo Chuan, but did not disperse. It gradually gathered into a human shape. In a blink of an eye, an octogenarian wearing a dark blue ancient robe appeared in front of Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan looked at the old man and felt that he saw the bluestone again in a trance.

The old man and the bluestone kept overlapping and intertwining, and gradually became indistinguishable from each other, as if they were a whole.

The mysterious and mysterious artistic conception came to Luo Chuan's face, colliding with his state of mind.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes, then opened them and whispered four words: "Tao follows nature."

"Tao follows nature? Haha, it depends on how you understand it." The old man turned around and faced Luo Chuan, his deep and wise eyes penetrated Luo Chuan's heart: "This Taoist takes Shi as his surname, Shi Po Jing Tian, ​​and his name is Shi Po Tian. Except Mingyue who calls me the great grandfather, everyone else calls me Shi Gong."

"Junior pays respect to Shi Gong."

Luo Chuan didn't know why Mingyue's great grandfather told him these things, let alone the reason for calling him here. Just when he was about to ask, he heard Shi Gong continue.

"Luo Chuan, do you know that there are seven types of stones in the world. Holy stones, immortal stones, spiritual stones, meteorites, ordinary stones, foolish stones, and stubborn stones. When I was young, I liked to find stones, explore treasures and hunt for curiosities in stones, or pursue ancient relics. Today, I have such a cultivation, which is inseparable from the adventures in the past."

Okay, so you come to me to tell a story.

Luo Chuan thought to himself, helplessly, he had to listen.

"Among the stones I have found in my life, among so many adventures, the one that fascinates me the most, and I still don't understand it, is a stone found in the abyss of a meteorite in the past."

As he said, Shi Gong looked at Luo Chuan with a subtle look in his eyes.

"I wonder what is so strange about that stone?" Luo Chuan asked with pretended curiosity.

"Haha, Luo Chuan, you won't feel bored after listening to this." Shi Gong saw through Luo Chuan's thoughts at a glance, looked into the distance, and a little sighed in his eyes: "That stone, it doesn't belong to the seven stones that I mentioned before, such as the holy stone, the immortal stone, and the stubborn stone. It has never appeared in the Nine Heavens after the Nirvana. I traced the source and investigated for a long time, and finally found that the stone belongs to an extremely mysterious and terrifying lineage in the cultivation world before the great Nirvana."