Wu Song nodded, no one else said, he had seen the strength of those two old guys who had lived for centuries, he didn't believe it, even they were not the opponents of this old man.

Seeing that Wu Song did not hide his suspicions, the old man had a good impression of him.

"There are many highly skilled people among the cultivators, why can't they all defeat me?"

"Because it's my territory!"

The old man reveals the mystery.

Wu Song suddenly brightened.

Playing against the old man in the Tower of Oblivion, the time, the place, the people, the challengers are not touched, and the old man has the advantage of fighting at home.

These advantages may seem indifferent, but the masters compete with each other, the difference is a millimeter, and even a small advantage will become the straw that crushes the camel, and it will also be the small anthill that destroys the thousand-mile causeway.

What's more, what does the old man have more than these advantages?

The old man smiled: "You have six wives!"

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the old man suddenly mentioned this matter.

"When you were two years old, your father abandoned your mother and son!"

Wu Song raised his head in shock and looked at the old man in disbelief.

This old guy is showing himself what he can do!

"You ......"

The old man nodded, and his expression became serious.

"Not only do I know what happened in the past, but I also know what will happen in the near future. ”

"Aren't you an immortal?"

When the old man said that he had conjured up the Tower of Oblivion, Wu Song was very surprised.

made something out of nothing, and even he, a "god", at most, conjured up a little object, such as getting himself a set of clothes.

And this old man made up a tower out of thin air, a big guy!

There are also the guardians of the Tower of Oblivion, Alice, Montaigne, and even Skeletron and the Energy Body, all of which he conjure.

This kind of ability, even he can't do!

Moreover, now he tells himself that he knows the past and knows the future, this is not an immortal, what is it?

"Immortal?" hehe...... the old man smiled noncommittally: "This, it's probably been more than a hundred years, it's just that no one has noticed." ”

"Then you, why didn't you ascend?"

After becoming an immortal, everyone chose to ascend, why did the old man stay here, Wu Song was very curious.

"Because, I'm waiting for someone!"

The old man stood up, his face grim.

"Although I have 'jumped out of the Three Realms and am not in the Five Elements', I am a member of Longhua Kingdom after all. ”

He sighed: "Even if I become an immortal, what if I become an immortal? I wear Longhuaguo's clothes, drink Longhuaguo's water, and speak Longhuaguo's words, I have to do something for him!"

The old man was a little excited, but after a while he gradually calmed down and continued.

"I predicted a long time ago that it would not be long before a great danger would befall Longhua Kingdom, and at the same time, I also calculated that there would be a person who would come to me at this time. ”

He raised his head with relief in his eyes: "When you appeared, I knew that that person was you!"

Wu Song scratched his head: "No, old man, you are already an immortal, what else is there that you can't solve, why do you want me to be a little shrimp?"

"That's a good question!" the old man smiled, "Although I have become an immortal, the spells I practice have little to do with combat. ”

With a wave of his hand, there was an instant change, and they were sitting by a river with peach blossoms and green willows.

"My best spell is, in modern parlance, 'virtual'!"

"It's like I can simulate the scene I just had, and I can also simulate Alice and Montaigne. ”

"I still have some confidence in dealing with those challengers, after all, I am the same kind of people as them, and I can almost judge what kind of means they will use. ”

"However, if I go to the real battlefield, then I really can't do it, the situation there is changing rapidly, not to mention killing the enemy, I'm afraid even self-preservation has become a problem!"

It turned out that immortals were not omnipotent, and Wu Song finally understood.

"Then you are waiting for me, do you want me to defuse the impending danger?"

"Yes!" the old man nodded: "At the same time, I will exchange some of my experiences from years of cultivation with you." ”

The old man's words were very modest, but the meaning was that Wu Song understood that he was trying to teach himself advanced spells, so that he could be more sure to face the enemies that Long Huaguo was about to encounter.

Wu Song stood up, with a solemn face, and bowed deeply to the old man.

"Wu Song is grateful to be able to get the love of the old man, and at the same time, I promise the gentleman that no matter how strong the enemy is, I will do my best to protect Longhua Kingdom!"

"Very good, very good!" The old man let out a long sigh: "Now I am relieved, with your help, the hundreds of millions of people in Longhua Kingdom no longer have the threat of life, fortunately!"

He took out a book from the table next to him, handed it to Wu Song's hand, and admonished.

"You learn first, if you don't understand anything, ask me at any time, don't be reckless!"

Wu Song nodded in agreement, and sat aside to study and practice.

The old man didn't care about him, unless he didn't understand something, so he opened his mouth to point a few words.

From the content of this book, it can be roughly seen that the "Tao Te Ching" has a great influence on the old man, and the stunt he mastered "virtual" is inspired by the sentence "Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things" in the book.

Wu Song savored every sentence in the book, and sighed in his heart from time to time.

This person who has become an immortal, with high vision, broad vision, and meticulous thinking, not to mention ordinary people, even he, a martial arts genius who has become a god, is not as good as himself.

"Virtual" is undoubtedly a profound spell, even Wu Song's ability has encountered a lot of problems in learning, but fortunately, the old man gave him timely guidance and explanations by the side, and Wu Song's progress in learning is not slow.

On this day, the old man chatted with him for a while after pointing out the problems he had encountered.

"Wu Song, have you ever thought about it, why in recent years, there are fewer and fewer people who are interested in cultivating truth and can still achieve some achievements?"

Wu Song was stunned, he had never thought about this question, he could only guess.

"Because of the accelerated pace of life nowadays, even if you want to strengthen your body, you will choose a way to exercise that is easier to see. ”

The old man shook his head.

"Of course, there is a little truth in what you said, but the real reason is because in this era, it is extremely difficult to achieve some achievements in cultivation. ”

"And I remember very clearly that when I first entered the Gate of Cultivation of Truth, two months, only two months, I could produce a sense of qi in my dantian, and in three months, I could open up the big and small Zhoutian, and at most half a year, I could release the internal qi and the outside. ”

"This, it should be your old talent, right?" Wu Song thought that the old man would not show off in front of him.

The old man glared at him dissatisfiedly: "You still haven't noticed what I said!"

Wu Song was confused, he scratched his head and asked, "What do you mean by being old, just say it directly!"

"The reason why there are so few cultivators now, and even more people give up halfway, is not that they don't have perseverance, but that this era is no longer suitable for cultivation!"

"A cultivator, meditating and meditating every day, for a few years, has not gained anything, and if you are replaced, you will also give up. ”

"And the ultimate reason for all this is because of ......"

The old man looked at Wu Song and said a conclusion that shocked him.

"There is less aura in the earth, and it can't be compared with the era when I cultivated!"

"But why can I inhale the aura?" Wu Song disagreed with the old man's opinion.

"Hehehe!" the old man laughed, he looked at Wu Song with mixed feelings in his eyes.

"Wu Song, do you know how lucky you are?"

"You have a talent in martial arts, and you have a great understanding. ”

"When you were young, you met your master in time, and he is said to be the first strange person in Longhua Kingdom!"

"Another important point, that is, your luck is good enough, otherwise, today, let alone you can have such an achievement, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get rid of the Five Elements Poison on your body, right?"

"But!" the old man changed his words and strengthened his tone: "In your situation—you are a genius, you have met a famous teacher, and you have excellent luck—after more than ten years of cultivation, you are just a god, and you can't even touch the threshold of the fairyland." ”

"Yes, you can inhale aura, it's just that they are very thin, and as your cultivation deepens, you will need more and more aura, and when the time comes, you will find that after being busy for a long time, the aura you absorb is just a drop in the bucket. ”

Wu Song listened to the old man's words, like an initiation, and his mouth suddenly opened.

"Sir, what should I do if I encounter such a situation?"

"Simple!" the old man stroked his beard: "Since the aura here is not enough to support your cultivation, then change places!"

Wu Song asked tentatively, "You mean, leaving the earth?"

The old man smiled but did not say a word.

"However, the universe is so big, how do I know where it is suitable for me to cultivate?"

"You don't have to think about this for the time being, go to cultivation first, time has to come, I will tell you the specific method. ”

With the old man's promise, Wu Song was relieved to ponder the method of "virtual".

A few days later, on this day, when Wu Song woke up from his cultivation and slowly opened his eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

In front of him, a giant sword was erected, and on the hilt of the giant sword sat a small man with a beard.

A gust of wind blew, and he turned his head to look around, only to find himself in the Valley of Oblivion.

The Tower of Oblivion, on the other hand, is gone.

Montaigne jumped down from the giant sword, walked up to Wu Song, handed him a letter, grinned at him, and gradually disappeared.

Wu Song stood there in a daze, as if he had a dream.

"Brother Xiao, come quickly, come here!"

On the other side of the secret realm, Aunt Yun called Xiao Tianchen in a loud voice, and stretched out her hand to signal him to look at the north.

Xiao Tianchen looked up in amazement, only to find that the Tower of Oblivion towering on the top of the mountain was gone.