You...... Don't you know?" the boy asked confusedly.

Eh, he seemed to have asked a common sense question, Zhao Song touched his nose, some of the embarrassment of being exposed, the serious and simple expressions of these children can almost make people forget the essence of the Xuanyin Sect.

But he quickly sorted out his emotions, learned Nie Tian's tone, and asked condescendingly: "I mean, how long do you have to turn positive?"

I see, how can the disciple of the high-ranking young master not even have this kind of common sense, the young man blushed for his shallow doubts, and replied embarrassedly: "The village chief said that I have no talent, and I may not have a chance to become a regular in my life...... However, even if you can't become an official disciple, just serving the sect master's idol here is already a supreme honor!"

Talent?

Does it mean whether there is a root bone for cultivating immortals?

Zhao Song thought about it, remembered the method of touching the bones he had learned, took the young man's right hand and touched it carefully, and then suddenly.

What is not talented, this inconspicuous teenager in front of him is obviously very good, as long as he can have enough resources and teaching, he will definitely have a bright future.

The reason why Dazhu said that he had no talent should be that his family was so poor that he couldn't afford it, looking at the young man's shabby clothes with patches all over his body, Zhao Song instantly understood.

Although the specific situation is different, similar things often happened in Binhai before, when he hadn't been able to meet Nie Tian.

However, he was not interested in selecting high-quality talents for the Xuanyin Sect, and after satisfying his curiosity, Zhao Song waved goodbye and continued his great cause of stealing swords.

The teenagers behind him looked at Zhao Song's distant figure and whispered:

"He is worthy of being the young master's personal disciple, he has such an aura!"

"Yes, and it's so kind, it's completely different from the village chief who can only take his chin and look at people!"

"You're stupid! If you don't practice with the young master at a young age, the old immortal is just a village chief. ”

"Shhhhh

All the way to the main hall unimpeded, let alone interrogation along the way, he didn't even see a black-clothed man who followed Zhai Qing to monitor him, only those innocent teenagers who thought he was really a "young master's high disciple" and worshiped him.

Walking through the main hall and picking up the lifelike golden statue of Qingchengzi, Zhao Song looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but sigh.

Even the wrinkles on his face are exactly the same as those of the puppet, if the people of Xile Village carved them themselves, they could feed a large number of people in this craft alone.

Thinking about it, Zhao Song stretched out his hand mercilessly, ready to take down the sword on the golden statue,

Just when his fingers had already touched the cold hilt, a woman's surprised voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you doing!"

Zhao Song's hand shook unexpectedly, and he almost dropped the golden statue on his hand to the ground.

When the woman saw this, she shouted even louder: "Where did the thief come from, he dared to attack the idol of the sect master!

"Shut up!" Zhao Song was so noisy that he had a headache, turned around and shouted, "What are you shouting, do you know who I am?"

When I turned around, I found that the woman in front of me was also wearing tattered clothes covered in patches, about forty years old, and she looked like a local village woman.

The woman saw Zhao Song's face clearly and realized that she recognized the wrong person, and her face turned pale miserably: "Less, Young Master Asong?!"

"It's me. Zhao Song only then felt the benefits of his identity, he followed Nie Tian for a few months, imitating Nie Tian's indifferent appearance, and deliberately condescended and said coldly, "What, do you think I'm a thief?"

"No, don't you dare to ......" The woman apologized repeatedly, but still had some questions, "What are you doing with the golden statue of the sect master?"

"Do you still have the courage to ask me?!" Zhao Song decisively hit a rake, "Look at how you all serve, I don't know if the statue is dirty, if my master didn't find out in time and ordered me to come and clean it, you would never have planned to clean it, right?"

The woman didn't know whether it was true or not, thinking that it was really something wrong when they were cleaning, and she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and told her again and again: "Young Master Ah Song spares my life, we made a big mistake by negligence for a while!"

After all, Zhao Song was not born with a human being, and he was shouted a little weak-hearted, so he waved his hand generously and said: "It's okay, just be careful in the future, I'm here today, I don't need you, I will personally bathe the golden body of the sect master." ”

The woman said yes again and again, but she didn't even dare to raise her head.

Zhao Song then took the statue of the god openly and walked away confidently.

It wasn't until he returned to the room safe and sound that Zhao Song finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly knowing that the people in this village were really brainwashed, even an ignorant village woman was no exception.

It's just a small statue, and it's almost taken for a thief.

Zhao Song took out the fine iron sword, threw the golden statue of Qingchengzi on the ground, and began to study the three hollow floor tiles again.

This time it was unexpectedly smooth, and the refined iron sword that was poured into the Xuan Qi was really hard enough, and it immediately pried open the floor tiles, revealing the black hole inside.

But what I didn't expect was that in addition to these floor tiles, the entrance to the cave was also blocked by several iron railings, and the gap was only enough to reach in, if you didn't want to break these iron railings, even if you pried open the floor tiles, you couldn't get in.

"What the hell is so mysterious? Zhao Song's curiosity was even more aroused, and when he looked around, he found that there was nothing that could be used to sawn through the iron railing, so he couldn't help but let out a long sigh and resigned himself to his fate.

Zhai Qing didn't know where they went, anyway, until Zhao Song put the used idol back and found a hacksaw in the corner of the courtyard and brought it back to the room, they didn't see their figures, presumably in addition to bringing him here, they were on some other task.

But these are all things to be considered in the future, Zhao Song picked up the hacksaw and sawed it concentrating after confirming that there was no one else nearby.

Fortunately, these railings were made of the most ordinary iron, and they had been corroded away after a long time, so Zhao Song easily sawed through these roadblocks, and finally saw the situation under the cave entrance clearly.

As previously estimated, this hole can only accommodate an adult man to barely enter, and there are no stairs or ladders below, looking down at the darkness, I don't know how deep it is, with Nie Tian's current condition, it is likely to be injured if he jumps rashly.

Zhao Song didn't rush in, looked around, picked up a sawn iron railing and threw it down, and soon heard the sound of "bang" falling to the ground.

"Sounds like it's only a few meters deep. Zhao Song put his mind at ease, locked the door, and jumped down decisively after restoring everything.

It was pitch black in front of me, with only a slight light overhead, but it was not enough to tell the road ahead.

Zhao Song took out a fire fold and lit it, and cautiously groped his way forward.

The tunnel is dark without any lighting, and can only rely on the faint light of the fire fold to identify the direction, and you can smell a strong musty smell while walking, the more you go inside, the stronger the musty smell, the oxygen begins to slowly thin out, and it seems that no one has walked for a long time.

I don't know how long I walked, but the narrow tunnel finally came to an end, and what appeared in front of me was a dark cage sealed by iron pillars and prohibitions.

Underneath this courtyard, there is a dungeon hidden.