Is there anyone here who can't live here? Wang Pingjian couldn't believe his eyes, but the grain here told him that maybe his guess was right, there were really people living here.

Compared to other places in Anzhen City, this place is undoubtedly very fragmentary, and it is desolate and uninhabited, isn't it afraid of encountering ghosts when you live here alone?

Wang Ping was completely shocked, according to the old saying on the earth, tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains, and unicorns are hidden in the fields, and the people who can live here are definitely not ordinary people, it is very likely that they are some loose cultivators.

"Anyone? Is anyone there? ”

Wang Ping stood at the door of the main hall and asked loudly, although this hall has been completely dilapidated after more than 100,000 years, what is stunned is that for more than 100,000 years, even the hardest diamond rock should have been weathered and corroded, and this building has not completely collapsed, which shows how strong this Flying Immortal Holy Land was back then.

On this ancient building, Wang Ping seemed to feel a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't grasp the point, and he didn't know why he had a familiar feeling about such a place.

shouted twice, no one answered, Wang Ping did not approach the main hall, this hall has been crumbling for more than 100,000 years, in case the movement is a little bigger when you walk in, and if it collapses, you will be guilty.

Turning half a circle along this hall, Wang Ping saw that there was a small house about three hundred meters away from the main hall, and there was an ancient tree that had died next to the house, and I don't know how many years it was, the whole tree had completely turned black, and the branches had fallen a lot, but there were still some on it, which were bleak in the wind.

Next to the small house, there was an old man sitting on a dilapidated chaise longue with his eyes closed, without any divine power fluctuations on his body, looking like an old man who had nowhere to settle down and ran to such a place to temporarily survive.

Wang Ping didn't dare to underestimate such a person, although no one had taught him not to underestimate the elderly, but Wang Ping had read some novels when he was in college, especially Jin Gu's, and realized a truth from it, the more inconspicuous people are, the more likely they are to be masters, and they must not be careless.

"This senior, are you the master here?"

Coming to the front of this old man, Wang Ping is extraordinarily humble, this is the virtue of the Chinese people, whether it is on the earth or in the divine realm, respect for the old and the virtuous cannot be forgotten.

And Wang Ping also quietly looked at the old man with the eyes of the heavenly wheel, but he didn't find anything, he would rather have more respect than offend, what if people practiced some kind of clever secret art to cover up their cultivation and breath?

Hearing Wang Ping's words, the old man seemed to have just been awakened from a sweet dream, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Ping, with a displeased look on his face, he didn't even look at him again, he didn't even look at him again, and there was a slight snoring sound between his noses.

Wang Ping was completely ignored by an old man, and couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment, but he didn't get angry, he was too presumptuous and disturbed other people's dreams, and it was good that people didn't sprinkle their anger on themselves.

Wang Ping quietly retreated to a distant place, quietly waiting for the old man to wake up on his own, he didn't know why he did this, but he felt that it must be right to do so.

After waiting for a full hour, the old man seemed to be sleeping more steadily, and he had no intention of waking up at all.

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed, it was time for lunch, Wang Ping still wanted to be careful in the city, he couldn't waste time here, more than 100,000 years have passed, there can be no miracle, just when Wang Ping was about to leave, the sky suddenly changed, a thunder sounded, and the rain fell immediately.

It's still sunny just now, how can you say that it rains when it rains, and there is no buffer room at all? Wang Ping was quite depressed, but he still took off his clothes and covered the old man at a very fast speed, and the old man didn't know if it was behind his ears or what, and the thunder sound of Zhejiang University was stunned.

After covering the old man, Wang Ping immediately thought of the grain that was dried in front of the big point, his body flashed, disappeared in place, came to the square in front of the main hall, and directly put away these grains with a storage bag.

Saying that it was too late, Wang Ping rushed back almost in a breath, and used his divine power to prop up the old chaise longue and walk towards the small house, and the divine power thought of a shield above, so that the rain would not catch the old man cold.

After putting the old man back into the room, Wang Ping found that the house was also extremely simple, with nothing but some necessities of life, which could be described as a house with four walls.

Pouring out the grains and putting them in a pocket, Wang Ping shook his head and laughed at himself: "It is impossible for every old man to be a sweeping monk written by Jin Daxia." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and left the small house, closed the door with his hand, braved the rain and prepared to go down the mountain to a hotel in the city to hear some more news, it is best to find the domain gate and the lover to help, otherwise he alone will not be able to stop the city lord from attacking the people of Longzhai.

Just as he was moving under his feet, it seemed that he was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a sentence from the painful room: "Young man, it's very good, and your heart is good, come back, tell me what's the matter with my bad old man?" ”

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, he never expected that it had come to this point, and the old man actually took the initiative to leave himself.

"Senior, I don't have anything to do, I just disturbed."

Wang Ping had already affirmed at this time that this old man was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but he really didn't have anything special to ask.

"Hehe, you but I also know that you're here to find the Flying Immortal Five Spirit Formula, right? Every year, many people like you come, but they don't get anything, and I don't think you will have any. ”

The old man's unintentional words made Wang Ping's body suddenly shake, he turned around in disbelief, pushed open the door, and asked him with blazing eyes: "What did the senior just say?" Flying Immortal Five Spirits? What are the Five Spirits of Flying Immortals? ”

The old man was very surprised, looked him up and down, and said, "You don't know the Five Spirits of the Flying Immortals?" So what are you doing here? Sightseeing? ”