Tang Zongren constantly adapted to the weight on his body, eating, drinking, and practicing without stopping, and the Sky Hegemony Body operated on its own with this kind of training.

It has been 7 days, Tang Zongren came to the Taoist temple market town under the Canglan Daozong Mountain, the crowd here is bustling, all of them are some descendants of the monks on the mountain, ordinary mortals only live for decades, and those who are suitable for cultivation are one in a million.

And the one who can successfully enlighten the soul is one in a thousand, ten thousand people.

There are even fewer true great monks.

Tang Zongren originally thought that he would pass on Tai Chi and one-third of the Tao Te Ching, but this place was too close to the Canglan Dao Sect, and Tang Zongren still couldn't do it now.

At this moment, Tang Zongren, while exercising his physical body, studied the secret method of refining runes that Qiu Yueyin gave him, and Tang Zongren found that each rune was a simple refining of the formation into it.

Now that I have this refining method, can I add the formation I learned from my master Jiang Zhengfeng.

When Tang Zongren was thinking about it, he suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell, and he followed this smell to Canglan Daozong, the construction of a thatched house under the mountain, and he saw an old man with white hair cooking next to the house.

Tang Zongren, looking at this old man, did not have a trace of spiritual power in his body, he was completely an ordinary person.

Trembling and fanning the wind into the stove, every time he moved, the fire of the stove became a little bigger.

The most ordinary action in the eyes of others, in Tang Zongren's eyes, was indeed countless white runes, which were controlled by the old man into the furnace.

Every time the old man moves, he is extremely close to nature.

Tang Zongren, in front of the thatched hut quietly, watched the old man wait for the rice to be cooked, and the old man finally slowly poured the white rice out of the pot with chopsticks.

The old man turned around and saw Tang Zongren wearing a Taoist robe, hurriedly put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand on the table, and kowtowed to Tang Zongren.

"The immortal chief is coming, and the humble house is shining! The little old man is dizzy, and he didn't notice the immortal chief, it's really damned. The old man knelt respectfully, and the white hair on his head was scattered all over the ground.

Tang Zongren, he didn't think that the old man would kneel down and worship himself, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, and by the way, he used his divine sense and spiritual sense to check the old man and found that the old man really didn't have any vitality and aura in his body.

"Old man, I was also passing by here, and I was attracted by the smell of your rice. Can you tell the trail what kind of rice this is?. Tang Zongren's attitude is humble, and his handsome appearance with a sunny smile makes it easy for people to feel close.

"Dao Chief, you are too polite, this is my own cultivation. You can taste it and it tastes good. The old man said with a smile.