The old man knew that the movement of stepping into the realm of the Pulse God was so great that he must not be able to hide from the five people who had chased and killed him before, so he planned to find a way to let the young man go out to hide, but he had already run out of oil, even if he was not taken home by the young man, he would not live for a few years, not to mention that he had overdrawn his life before he brought the young man back to the path of cultivation.

But the old man was not worried that the five people would anger the villagers here, so he only needed to find a way to take away the young man, and it would not be difficult for this simple-minded young man to deceive him.

Jinlin Mountain is quite interesting, sheltering the village here for a long time, when he fled at that time, his divine sense could not perceive, so he chose to hide in this mountain. If the boy could enter the mountain, the five people would not be able to find it.

Looking at the young man who was more diligent in his cultivation after rebuilding the Immortal Road, the old man called him over with a smile, "Chen Chang'an, you will send Li Wenjing out of the village later, and then go to Jinlin Mountain to find something, where you and I first met." ”

After a pause, the old man stretched out his right hand and flipped it lightly, and a four-colored stone appeared, which was brilliant but had an indescribable sense of intimacy, "With this stone, he can help you go higher and farther." ”

After speaking, he patted the young man on the shoulder, looked up and deviated towards the head of the village, and motioned to Chen Changan to go.

The old man was about to shake his head and smile, but he saw the young man's head poking out from the door again, and said loudly: "Master, I'm going, you wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back, you have to give me the apprenticeship you said last time!"

The old man just nodded, and stopped talking, the teacher has already given you the apprenticeship, you must not come back.

This time the boy really ran away, after all, the head of the village was already starting to say goodbye, there were many villagers standing at the head of the village, and the monk of the Qingshan Sect put his hands behind him, standing in front of the "flying boat" borrowed by the sect, quietly waiting for the farewell of the four teenagers.

Li Wenjing, who was a little more than three years old, had no family to say goodbye to, but just squatted on the side by herself, not knowing what she was playing.

Liu Wenlu, who had a three-vein posture, still raised his head in the sky, only to hear his voice being the loudest, "What are you afraid of, when I also become a real immortal, I will be the boss of the village at that time, even the uncle of the four-vein realm of the village chief's grandfather's house is not my opponent, I am the real boss of the village." ”

Fifteen-year-old Gao Zhanyuan had a handful of snot and tears, and he was very reluctant to part with his parents, but his parents looked happier, patting Gao Zhanyuan's shoulder and comforting him.

The last person is the girl Luo Tianying, just twelve years old, she is already like the water hibiscus, three years ago, after the pulse is more and more watery, which man in the village can't help but look twice. At this time, except for the people from the three families, the others probably came to see this Luo Tianying.

When Chen Changan saw this farewell scene, he couldn't help but think of the master's last smile, but the young man didn't think much about it, and walked straight to Li Wenjing and squatted up.

When the Qingshan Sect monk saw that Chen Changan dared to come here, he immediately narrowed his eyes, just remembering that night, the bad old man could kill him casually, just glanced at him, said a word, and left, and he Zheng Fuguang no longer had the idea of doing it.

That look let him know that the old man was the monk who destroyed his entire clan back then, and that sentence was: "I won't kill you Zheng Fuguang, if someone kills you in the future, you will always wait for him in this realm." This sentence permanently limited his Zheng Fuguang's realm to the sixth realm. If he wanted to attack the Seventh Realm, he would have to endure the demon in the old man's gaze.

One sentence is limited to the realm of people, just like a god with a heavenly constitution in his mouth.

Therefore, at this time, facing the young man squatting in front of Li Wenjing, the monk of the Qingshan Sect acted as if he had not seen it, and his eyes were out of sight. As for if you want to kill me in the future, it's up to you to see if you can grow up.

Li Wenjing looked up at the young man opposite, was stunned for a moment, and smiled slightly: "You are here." ”

The young man looked at the only little girl in the village who dared to take the initiative to approach him, hesitated and said, "You're not a little girl, are you?"

There was a hint of dodging in the little girl's eyes, but it was very well hidden, "Brother, what do you say, I'm a little girl!"

The boy shook his head, but reached out and gently rubbed the girl's head, then stood up and walked out of the village. The boy actually noticed that something was wrong a long time ago, since Juemai, Xiao Nannan seemed to have changed as a person, and it seemed that she was no longer a three-year-old girl, as for what was wrong, the boy couldn't tell.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Chen Changan!" the young man suddenly turned around.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "Well, I remember, my name is Li Wenjing, and you can still call me Xiao Nannan." ”

The boy and girl looked at each other and smiled.

After Chen Changan said goodbye to Xiao Nannan, he did not go directly to Jinlin Mountain, but went to his father's grave. After removing the surrounding weeds, the young man punched Wang Ba indiscriminately in front of the grave, blowing the dog's tail grass in the distance to the ground. The young man said proudly: "Daddy, you see, now I am also a cultivator, my father once said that if I want to see you again, I can only become a peerless master, and I am not far from a peerless master now!"

At this moment, five streams of light streaked across the sky and landed on the village.

The monks of the Qingshan Sect should have left, why are there still monks here? Could it be that they forgot to take things? The young man couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think much about it, but he forcibly suppressed the inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and after saying goodbye to his father and mother, he entered Jinlin Mountain.

Although it has been half a month to enter the mountain again, but with the experience of entering the mountain all the year round, the young man does not know everything about Jinlin Mountain, but he can also remember the places he has been, just a few teas, the young man found the way, but the deeper he goes, the more anxious the young man feels.

It's like something very important to him is about to leave him, and suddenly a gust of wind blows gently from behind, and the young man only feels that the spring breeze is together, and it is better than countless people in the world.

It's just that......

Wrong!

"Master, master!"

The young man first muttered, and then shouted again, master, and then ignored it, and ran home with all his strength, and the young man was almost about to rise against the wind with the power of opening the pulse realm.

It turned out that there seemed to be a spring breeze blowing before, and the young man's soul was blessed, and he subconsciously stimulated the talent of "wind control", and noticed that the wind seemed to have the same origin as himself, and then thought of the five streamers and the dilapidated golden body that he saw in the master's sea of knowledge, where did the young man not know that the master had deliberately let himself out.

Master, you can't leave your disciple alone, he Chen Changan doesn't know what life and death are at this time, he only knows that the master treats him like a blood relative.