The six stones on the ground that had been placed in the groove by Zhao Lao had already broken into many small stones.

Looking at the corpse of Zhao Lao, who was sitting cross-legged, Shen Luo's little hand poked.

His body fell to the ground head-on, and it seemed that Zhao Lao was really dead.

Shen Luo stared at the dried corpse and thought for a while.

Suddenly, he strode over to the dried corpse, groping his way through the clothes on it.

I found a book, and that book was the book that Zhao Lao had been reading before.

"Flamelust."

Shen Luo opened the first page of the book jacket and saw these words written on it, and these words were chattering.

This seems to be a demonic exercise, why do you say that? Because there is a magic word on it.

So he held the book and lay on Zhao Lao's Taishi chair, flipping through it with relish.

There are some cultivation formulas recorded in this book, and this mantra is the mantra that Zhao Lao taught him and asked him to practice.

I didn't expect these mantras to come from this, and the mantras are recorded in the first part of this book.

In the second half of this part, some spells are recorded, and Shen Luo suddenly looks like a poor man when he sees these spell formulas.

And then the feeling of getting rich overnight, indescribable, it's like a dream.

Unexpectedly, this immortal cultivator could still cultivate spells, and he looked at them one by one with ecstasy.

The meaning of these spell formulas was obscure, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

But it's okay, without the threat of Zhao Lao, the days to come will be long.

Take your time and don't be in a hurry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Suddenly, he closed the book and lay down on the Taishi's chair and began to think.

Since I learned about the immortal cultivators from Zhao Lao before.

In front of Shen Luo, a world appeared that he had never dared to imagine.

A road that he had never dared to ask for was now paved at his feet.

Knowing that he could also become an immortal cultivator, how could he not help but pursue it in reverie?

Now let him continue to stay where the mortals are, and live the life of the common people every day from sunset and sunrise, to suffer the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death.

It's not realistic anymore, and he still clearly realizes that all this is just a passing cloud at his fingertips.

No matter who has lived in the face of ordinary things for decades, they will eventually turn into a piece of loess.

The so-called years are ruthless, if there is a chance to cultivate immortals, the pursuit of the road of immortality is probably a personal choice.

Compared with the glory and wealth of the world and the achievement of immortal path and immortality, the former is not worth mentioning at all.

Shen Luo looked at the beams above the roof and pondered.

It's getting clearer and clearer about what you want.

His confused eyes became firm, and he stood up from the Taishi's chair.

He also found a key on Zhao Lao's corpse, which was the key to open the door to his bedroom.

He was sure that the other party dared to take away himself, and he must have thought about his cultivation after taking away.

Now Shen Luo has been stuck in the third layer realm, and he can't break through without the assistance of Qi Gathering and Dispersion.

After opening the door, he was in the room, rummaging through the cabinets.

After a moment, a bunch of things were placed on the table in Zhao Lao's room.

These things were all trophies he had scavenged, and the two bottles were scattered.

A sword with an unknown name, a cloth bag, a book of medicines, and a bottle of corpse powder.

Shen Luo held the cloth bag in his hand, and the cloth bag was particularly heavy.

There was a lot of gold and silver in it, and it was no wonder it was so heavy.

You must know that gold is a rare thing, a piece of gold is enough for an ordinary family to eat and wear for half a lifetime.

These things really made Shen Luo's saliva flow non-stop.

It took a long time to shake his head and sober up from the temptation of money.

He doesn't need much money, but he can leave it to his parents.

Then he walked out of the door and looked at Zhao Lao's corpse, and had an idea in his heart.

He moved Zhao Lao's body to the secret room, and then took out the corpse powder and sprinkled it on it.

As soon as the powder came into contact with his corpse, it reacted.

His body was dissolving at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A strong foul smell came out, which made Shen Luo smell particularly nauseous.

He walked out of the chamber and sealed the door.

After a period of time, Shen Luo cleaned the entire room in order to deal with the aftermath steadily.

The grooves and the broken stones were buried in the valley and woods.

It's been a day of tossing back and forth, and it's already evening after a busy and tired day.

The sun sets in the western mountains, and the afterglow of the sun falls like blood in the valley.

Shen Luo stood in the room and looked around.

After finding that there was nothing missing, he patted his ass and left.

Shen Luo did not return to the secret room behind the waterfall, but came to his stone house.

He fell asleep on his bed.

In the next few days, he has been figuring it out, trying to imitate Zhao Lao's notes.

In order to hide people's eyes, he wanted to imitate Zhao Lao's handwriting and write a letter to the upper echelons of the sect.

In the name of Zhao Lao, he said that he was old and wanted to go back to his hometown to prepare for his old age, and he would not come back.

In the letter, he unceremoniously borrowed Zhao Lao's tone, claiming that he had inherited all of Zhao Lao's medical skills and could go out to treat others for medical treatment.

After handing over the letter, several elders in charge obviously did not have the slightest suspicion.

He was originally invited back by the previous door master, and he was just an elder in the door.

Besides, the other party also said that he wanted to go back to his hometown to recuperate, and people would return to their roots, so what was not allowed.

But I still believe a little bit about what was said in the letter that Shen Luo had inherited all of Zhao Lao's medical skills.

After all, the Black Qiongmen and the Black Hand Gang fought before, and many disciples were injured, and he relied on medical skills to save them.

For this reason, the high-level leaders of the sect made it clear that they were willing to let Shen Luo take over Zhao Lao's work, and they could enjoy all the original treatment of Zhao Lao.

Of course, the title of Elder cannot be given to him at this time, because he is too young.

Although he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he really couldn't convince the other elders, after all, it wasn't time yet.

However, his monthly allowance was given to him according to the standards of the elders.

Finally, he also said that if there is anything dissatisfied, although he raised it in person, they will definitely deal with it as appropriate.

In this way, Shen Luo turned from a little disciple, Salted Fish to become the valley master of the valley without returning.

Although he is alone in this valley, he belongs to the kind of commander of the light pole, but at least he has a false name.

Among them, the happiest is the hall master, as his titular "uncle".

Ever since he managed the Wuhui Valley, the hall master of the Wang Hall was like a bloom on his face, and he smiled happily and said, "Do you know Lord Shen Gu, Doctor Shen?" ”

"That's my nephew, you know? He's only seventeen years old, so he's amazing! ”

Shen Luo was a little speechless, he couldn't keep a low profile at all.