There was a wind on the autumn night, blowing the half-covered windows, making a crackling sound.

Li Mengzhou put away the "Silkworm Annihilation Volume", put the sword wrapped in black cloth away, got up and came to the living room. The injuries he had suffered when he killed the cultivator at the Taoist Temple ten miles away in Shuning Town had not yet healed, but after soaking in the medicinal bath during the day, Li Mengzhou felt that he had an inexhaustible strength.

Taking advantage of the good night, he must break the boundaries and become the Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The door of the opposite room was still habitually closed by the old man, the old man should have been asleep at this time, and it was said that people were old and sleepy, but the old man was an accident, once he fell asleep, he couldn't move, and Li Mengzhou was very surprised.

But tonight is a little different.

As soon as Li Mengzhou stepped out of the door, he vaguely heard some movement in the old man's room.

Out of curiosity, he subconsciously slowed down, cautiously came to the door, and looked inside with his eyes wide open.

The old man didn't sleep, he didn't know what he was doing with his back to the door.

There were no candles lit in the room, the windows were closed, the bright moonlight outside the room could not penetrate, and the vague figure trembled slightly, and the yellowed volume in his hand could be faintly seen when he turned sideways.

The sound of turning pages rattled.

Li Mengzhou concentrated and tried to read the writing, but it was obviously difficult to do so in the dimly lit room.

At this time, the old man's hoarse voice revealed a hint of excitement: "Two years, two whole years, how much more than two years of waiting for me, I really haven't been abandoned by Dao Tian, hiding in this kind of ghost place, I have long been annoyed." Finally...... The day has finally come when the seed is about to ripen, and it will sprout quickly and then be edible. ”

The sound was intermittent, and Li Mengzhou couldn't really hear it, so he leaned sideways and put his ear against the crack in the door, trying to hear it more clearly.

The old man's deep voice came into Li Mengzhou's ears from time to time, making his face even paler.

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At night, the town of Shuning is silent.

Chaosi Alley was empty, and I couldn't even hear the barking of dogs, and it seemed a little strange that it was quiet tonight.

Li Mengzhou lay on his back on the bed, crossed his fingers in front of his abdomen, and stared at the beam with empty eyes.

In one corner of the wall was a spider's web, and the end of the silver thread hung from the beams like a hammock.

A fingernail-sized spider is crawling from the corner of the wall to the beam along the silver thread, and this season, the mosquito has not disappeared, and a flower mosquito is buzzing and swirling on the beam.

It seemed to be staring closely at Li Mengzhou below, waiting for an opportunity to take a sip of blood and give him a large bag as a gift.

As everyone knows, it has also been targeted by spiders, and the danger is getting closer and closer.

This flower mosquito may be extremely hungry, and its attention is all on Li Mengzhou's body, and at this time, it swoops and wants to bite Li Mengzhou like an arrow from the string.

However, before it could get away from the beam, and before it could take action, the silent latent spider had already opened its 'bloody mouth'.

It has already secretly blocked all the retreat of the flower mosquito, and the surrounding area has been covered with a web of heaven and earth, when it launched its action, the flower mosquito seems to have finally discovered the danger, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but it was desperate and directly hit the spider's web, and soon became the spider's belly food.

This is something that happened in a subtle way, but Li Mengzhou completely saw it.

The moonlight outside the window shone in, illuminating the beams of the house, and looking down is even clearer.

His empty eyes finally took on color.

Looking at the closed door slightly, as if he could see the old man in the opposite room through the door and the wall, Li Mengzhou's expression was a little complicated.

He felt like a mosquito who was in danger but didn't know it, and when death came, it was too late to get out.

The ordinary old man he thought was not ordinary, even if he suspected that the old man was a pharmacist, he didn't think about it at a deeper level.

So when Chu Yi learned the truth, he couldn't believe it.

Maybe the old man waited too long and was a little excited, or maybe he was really old, and his reaction power was greatly reduced, and he didn't find Li Mengzhou peeping outside the door.

But whatever the reason, Li Mengzhou knew something he didn't know before.

The old man appeared in Shuning Town a few days earlier than Li Mengzhou three years ago, and I don't know what method he used to have a small courtyard in Chaosi Lane.

It doesn't matter, what matters is that there is something wrong with the medicated bath that the old man let him soak.

He regarded Li Mengzhou as a seed, and the medicinal bath was equivalent to fertilizer, looking forward to the seed germinating and growing.

The old man may really be a medicine man, but he is also a cultivator, at least in the past.

Li Mengzhou didn't know why the old man had become what he was now, as if he had no cultivation at all. However, when Li Mengzhou's seed sprouts and matures, it can help the old man become a cultivator again.

And the price to be paid is Li Mengzhou's life.

Of course, this is not the price of the old man, but Li Mengzhou's.

It's good if he doesn't know, but now that he knows, he won't sit still.

Li Mengzhou looked at the sword wrapped in black cloth on his side, and his star-like eyes seemed to be brighter.

He has always been very decisive, and the dark past of eight years has made it difficult for him to have the heart of a woman, because he clearly knows that once his heart is soft and hesitant, he will fall into the Nine Shadows and die without a place to be buried.

He has had too many such experiences, and every escape from death may have an element of luck, but sooner or later luck will run out of luck.

In the face of such a situation, he has always been the first to strike.

Because that's the only way to solve the problem.

After three years of getting along with the old man, although he didn't even say more than a hundred sentences, he still had some feelings.

This is a big blow to Li Mengzhou.

He needs time to digest and make the final choice in the shortest possible time.

Even if he has made a choice in his heart, he is not a ruthless person, which in itself is an inevitable result.

And knowing that the old man may not be an ordinary person, of course, he is even more unlikely to be reckless, at least until his injuries heal and he advances to the realm of martial arts grandmasters.

Even if he felt that it was impossible, Li Mengzhou had to suspect that if the old man was just pretending, he was actually a master?

Since he needs his own seed to regain the opportunity to become a cultivator, then at least it proves that the old man is not now.

As long as he is not a cultivator, Li Mengzhou will not care too much, but for the sake of insurance, he needs to advance to the realm of martial arts grandmaster first.

During this period, he had to control his emotions, not be seen by the old man, and wait for the best opportunity to make a move.