Chapter 30: The Old Fisherman
Crash!
A figure jumped out of the turbulent river, and Lu Ling fell heavily to the ground, gasping and spitting out a few mouthfuls of river water.
The boy struggled to turn sideways, the first rays of the morning sun shining on his face.
At this time, Lu Ling looked gray-faced, his wet clothes were covered with mud, the rubble at the bottom of the river left blood stains on his body, and what was even worse was that after resisting the six spells with his own strength, his body had been stirred upside down by the power of the elements, and even the surface of his skin could faintly see the colorful energy raging in his body.
If it was before, Lu Ling could have devoured all the elements that had invaded his body through demonic qi, but last night he had to use almost all of his demonic qi to cast the "Ghost Face", although he barely recovered some demonic qi after that, most of the demonic qi was dispersed in the collision, and he didn't know how long it would take for the source demon array to operate to restore the original amount of demonic qi.
This time it can be said that it is a big loss.
"Xiao Qi, you wait for me!"
Lu Ling said angrily, and then grinned because of the sharp pain that came faintly.
I don't know how long he soaked in the cold riverside, he slowly opened his eyes, and finally regained a little strength.
So Lu Ling got up from the ground, he shook off the river water soaked in his sleeve, and wiped the mud on his face, then his eyes widened and looked at the surrounding environment.
Behind him there is a dense bamboo forest, and it seems that a small bamboo house can be faintly seen along the river.
You might be able to ask for the way back to the mountain behind the palace.
Thinking like this, Lu Ling stopped procrastinating, lightly pressed the wound in his abdomen that was slowly oozing blood, and limped towards the bamboo house.
It didn't take long for Lu Ling to arrive at the small bamboo house, the wooden door of the bamboo house was closed, Lu Ling knocked for a long time and no one responded, he scratched his head and sighed helplessly, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes suddenly moved to a mossy boulder by the river.
An old man in a robe, wearing a hat, was sitting on a boulder fishing, his eyes closed, and he didn't seem to hear the movement of Lu Ling's arrival.
Lu Ling's eyelids jumped unconsciously, he thought that his eyes were not bad, but it did take so long to see this old man, the latter was like a lifeless rock, and his body and form seemed to be hidden in this world.
Although he couldn't sense any fluctuations from the old man's body, Lu Ling was sure that this must be a master.
So he carefully wiped his face again with his wet sleeves, and then walked forward slowly, and saluted respectfully: "Junior, Lu Ling, has seen his senior, may I ask ......?"
The voice stopped abruptly, Lu Ling suddenly felt a strange feeling all over his body, he stared at it with wide eyes and looked down, only to see wisps of demonic qi overflowing from the wounds on his body, dyeing the surrounding skin black and purple, as if to corrode all the flesh and blood.
The feeling of the demonic qi infecting the wound was like countless ants crawling over, and the itching and sharp pain rushed straight to Lu Ling's brain.
"Ahhh
Lu Ling collapsed to the ground on the spot, he curled up and convulsed, his demonic qi continued to overflow and corrode his body, and it was much more difficult to breathe for a while.
The old man on the boulder seemed to finally hear Lu Ling's screams, and when he slowly opened his cloudy eyes, he turned his head to see the young man rolling on the ground, and the wrinkles on his face shrank even tighter.
However, the old man just looked at Lu Ling coldly, without the slightest intention of helping, and let the pain gradually devour Lu Ling.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for a short time, Lu Ling lay on the ground gasping for breath, his chest rose and fell violently, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, and he was extremely frightened by the pain just now.
Then he noticed that something was wrong with himβthe wounds on the surface of his skin that had been cut by rubble had completely healed, and there was not even a single scar left.
"How is this possible!"
Lu Ling's heart was shocked, he sat up and carefully examined his body, except for the shallow multicolored light on the skin epidermis caused by the elemental power remaining in his body, his body was almost intact.
Just when Lu Ling's face was full of puzzlement, he suddenly noticed that the old man in the moss robe sitting cross-legged on the moss boulder was staring at him firmly, but the gaze shot out by the cloudy old eyes was quite cold, and Lu Ling couldn't help but shudder.
He swallowed, his eyes full of wariness, and he didn't dare to make any move.
At this moment, the space beside Lu Ling suddenly shook, and a humanoid white phantom slowly emerged, transforming into a handsome white-haired man.
The person who came was none other than the Great Elder of the Immortal Spirit Clan, the White Immortal.
Seeing the familiar face of the immortal old man appear, Lu Ling, who was almost out of breath under the old man's gaze, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"I've seen Immortal Lao. Lu Ling hurriedly saluted and said.
The immortal elder bowed his head, and when he saw Lu Ling's embarrassed appearance covered in mud, he raised his palm, and a warm pillar of white light was projected on Lu Ling's body.
When he came back to his senses and found that his clothes had become clean and tidy again, he was very surprised, and said in an almost adoring tone, "Thank you, Immortal Elder!"
However, this time, the immortal elder ignored him, but turned his head to look at the old man on the bluestone, and said, "Old man Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time." β
The wrinkles on the face of the old man known as the old man of Yan trembled, and he seemed to sneer and said, "This son appeared in front of me, are you not afraid that I will kill him?"
Immortal Lao smiled and shook his head: "I know you won't." β
Lu Ling was terrified when he heard it, but he clearly felt the hostility of the old man towards him, and this old man was obviously hidden, if he really killed him, God knows if the immortal old man could keep him.
So he couldn't help but ask: "The younger generation has never offended the seniors, why ......?"
However, before he finished speaking, the old man threw out his palm, and Lu Ling suddenly felt that there was a huge mountain of energy in front of him suppressing him, and the weight carried a dazzling air explosion, almost squeezing Lu Ling's heart.
Lu Ling held his breath, in the face of this absolute strength, he had no room to fight back at all.
The old man's palm suddenly clenched, and the mountains in front of Lu Ling's eyes disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.
Lu Ling sat on the ground with his feet weak, sweat left on his forehead, and he gasped for breath with palpitations. Even when facing Xue Yun's father and son on the Immortal Demon Heavenly Stream, he didn't feel such a real threat of death.
But obviously, as the immortal old man said, the old man didn't mean to kill Lu Ling, maybe he was just scaring him.
"So, what are you doing here?" the old man ignored Lu Ling and turned his head to look at the immortal elder.
"I would like to ask you to instruct Lu Ling on a few spells. Immortal Lao said.
Lu Ling's eyes widened, and he didn't understand what Immortal Lao said. And the old man shook his head very dryly: "Why should I teach him?"
The immortal elder seemed to smile slightly: "Haven't you always wanted to return the favor to the black devil?"
"......" The old man was silent for a moment before he said, "When he reaches the Beginning Realm, bring him with you." β
"Thank you. After speaking, the immortal elder glanced at Lu Ling again, although the latter was confused, he still bowed honestly and said, "Thank you, senior." β
The old man waved his hand, and seemed to have no interest in fishing, so he put away his fishing rod and returned to the small bamboo house without looking back.
"Immortal ......" Lu Ling's face was puzzled, but when he was about to speak, he only felt that the world was turned upside down in front of him, and then he appeared outside his residence in the mountain behind the palace.
Lu Ling shook his head, and the dizziness caused by teleportation suddenly dissipated a lot.
Immortal Lao grabbed Lu Ling's arm, lifted his sleeves and saw the colored energy flowing through his body, and said, "Demonic qi will unconsciously heal the trauma of their controller, although that will cause you some pain. However, the elemental power remaining in your body needs to be devoured by your demonic energy, and if you don't eliminate these elemental powers as soon as possible, they will gradually destroy your meridians. β
Lu Ling didn't want his meridians to be damaged, so he nodded seriously.
"That'...... That senior is ......"
"His name is Iwaku, and he used to be the best spell teacher in the royal family, and none of the spells in his collection are mortal, so I want you to learn a few of the spells he taught. β
Lu Ling blinked with some joy, but soon said with some concern: "But...... That senior seems to hate me a little. β
The corners of the immortal elder's mouth lifted a subtle arc: "What Yan Xuan hates is just the source demon qi, he has some grudges with the black devil, so it doesn't have much to do with you personally." β
"Oh......" Lu Ling nodded suddenly.
"You also heard it just now, he is only willing to teach you after your strength has reached the initial opening realm. Immortal Lao said, and after seeing Lu Ling's puzzled expression, he said, "I mean, the real Beginning Realm." β
Although Lu Ling's current strength had indeed reached the level of the Initial Realm, after all, this was the power of demonic qi measured by the standard of cultivation elements. And to reach the true Initial Enlightenment Realm, it meant that Lu Ling had to start cultivating the element.
"But, but, isn't it that I can't cultivate the element?" Lu Ling asked.
As soon as the elemental power is absorbed into the body, it will be immediately devoured by the demonic qi in the body, so after Lu Ling obtained the power of the demonic qi, he had gradually given up the idea of cultivating the element.
But soon Lu Ling took a deep breath, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he suddenly realized that there were still a large number of elements left in his body, and the immortal elder had also said before that unless he personally controlled the demonic qi to devour them, he could not eliminate them at all.
In other words, the demonic qi will no longer take the initiative to devour the elemental power that enters his body.
After perceiving Lu Ling's confusion, Immortal Elder said: "Now that the demonic qi has been completely controlled by you, without your permission, they will not reject the other forces in your body as before, and now you can already cultivate the power of the elements." β
"Really?!" Lu Ling's heart began to beat violently, although he had a demonic energy that was much stronger than the elemental power, the elemental power was always the power he had always longed for, and he was also very curious about what kind of unique reactions the two would have if the demonic qi and the elemental were cultivated together.
"So let's practice well in the next time, but don't forget, the power of demonic energy is more important, don't put the cart before the horse. Immortal Lao said.
"Yes!" Lu Ling responded excitedly.
He couldn't wait to know which element he would cultivate?