"Senior, why do you want to tell me these secret things?" Wu Wei and the old man of the restaurant are just two sides of the relationship, in terms of position, the two can be said to be enemies, but the other party has no intention of concealing it at all, just like an old friend catching up with the past, which makes him feel that it is not just as simple as expressing emotion.

"If the old man didn't guess wrong, you should be a disciple of Linggu, right?" The old man of the restaurant narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cloudy eyes seemed to have a little starlight shooting out, penetrating Wu Wei's Lingtai square inch, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Under the direct gaze of this gaze, Wu Wei only felt that the whole person was transparent, and the secrets in his body had nowhere to hide, and the small world above the spiritual platform that only he could see was undoubtedly revealed, and his soul trembled.

"The Holy Lord of Linggu is my ancestor..."Wu Wei saw the other party's naked eyes at this moment, and suddenly felt bad, and immediately moved out such a 'big Buddha' in an attempt to deter the other party.

It's just that the old man of the restaurant turned a deaf ear, didn't even raise his eyelids, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and sighed: "Divine seals, holy soldiers, Taoist scriptures... Little one, there are still a lot of treasures in your body..."

"Take out any of these three things and take out one of them are rare treasures that can make the entire human race crazy, and you have all of them as a little junior, the old man thinks it's not just luck!"

Wu Wei was in a big mess, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to have the intention of snatching it immediately, he said truthfully: "I... I was just lucky... It's all a windfall..."

"Sometimes good luck is also a manifestation of strength..."The old man of the restaurant looked at it for a while, and finally retracted his gaze, and said with a light smile: "Okay, little guy, you can rest assured, even if the old man is greedy, but the things left by the dust are really not easy to take away!"

"What... All of them were given to me by my ancestor?" Wu Wei suddenly had a short circuit in his head, the Mufang Divine Seal was left to him by his uncle, and the so-called 'Dao Sutra', that is, the forty-eight golden inscriptions, were inherited by accident in the nine-story demon tower, and as for the Demon Emperor Holy Soldier, it was an accident.

It's just that in connection with all the inexplicable things before, it is also very possible to use the magical means of the Lord of the Holy Land, but why did the Dust Master Ancestor let himself get all these heavy treasures?

Wu Wei categorically did not suspect that Chenzi had any intentions, and as a lowly monk, he didn't seem to have anything worth coveting from the Lord of the Holy Land.

However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered what the old man of the machine spirit said a few days ago, his body was born with a lack of fetal soul, numerology beyond the five elements, and he had the secret realm of exploring endless longevity, was it because of this?

He thought about it, and finally shook his head heavily, putting aside these miscellaneous thoughts, Dusty had a great favor to himself, and regardless of the fact that Dusty's disciple Lin Chen was his cultivation guide, and later learned that his uncle Wu Ge was actually a student of Linggu.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if there is any plan, he is willing to sacrifice everything for it, he knows that the grace of reinvention cannot be reckless.

"Senior, do you know the Dust Ancestor?"

"Naturally, we know each other, and we are all old friends for hundreds of years. The old man stroked his chin, suddenly raised his head and looked into the void around him, and said lightly: "Since the old friend is here, why don't you come out to meet you..."

The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt, and the sound spread across the four fields, and there were bursts of 'booming' hollow valley echoes between the empty peaks.

"Hehe, Brother Long Zhan... I haven't seen you for many years, but the style is still the same!"

But in the blink of an eye, a gray figure fell on the top of the mist-shrouded mountain, as if cutting through the void, the whole person was extremely ethereal, looking incomparably empty and distant, as if standing in the clouds, and like across a starry sky, stained with the dust of history.

When the clouds cleared, he became ordinary, like an ordinary old man in the countryside, wearing a gray divine robe, silver hair and long beard, and no wind automatic, but there was no fluctuation of cultivation divine power in his whole body.

Wu Wei looked at it fixedly, and hurriedly bowed in the air: "Meet the ancestor..."

It's just that his mood is still in a trance, either because of the unintentional speculation just now, or maybe because such a big man who is as high as an immortal is actually his own ancestor, and he always feels a sense of unreal vanity.

But in the blink of an eye, Dusty came to Wu Wei's approach, he first glanced at it flatly, and then nodded with a smile on his face, and said, "Not bad..."

The simple two words made Wu Wei feel like he was on the verge of a bottomless abyss, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart, including awe, apprehension, and maybe a little excitement and happiness.

At this time, the old man of the restaurant walked over with a smile on his face, arched his hand, and seemed to greet him very familiarly, and said: "I haven't seen it for more than 20 years, and the dusty brother has seen his progress again!"

With a smile on his face, he gave people a kind of freedom like a spring breeze, and shook his head and said: "Brother Long Zhan said that he was laughing, the end of the road is shallow, and it is said that it is hard work, but it is better to say that it is just another round of years in vain..."

Long Zhan smiled, and seemed to have a great sense of recognition.

"The dragon is fighting in the wilderness, its blood is Xuanhuang, Brother Long Zhan has been living in the Southern Regions for more than a hundred years, don't you have any plans to return to the Northern Regions?"

Long Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, sighed lightly, and said, "How can the Northern Regions be able to go back, don't make fun of me and wait." ”

Dusty smiled meaningfully, didn't say anything more, turned his gaze to Wu Wu, and said, "Have you ever met your master along the way?"

Wu Wei listened cautiously to the reminiscences of the two on the side, his mood was a little erratic, and he was suddenly asked like this, he almost didn't react, stammered, and said, "Master? I've been looking for it all the way, and that's not how I've found it..."

"This restless fellow must have run away to live happily again..."Dustzi scolded lightly, like a stern parent reproaching his unscrupulous offspring.

Wu Wei almost didn't adapt to the change in identity, and wanted to say a few good words for Lin Chen, but he just opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to lie.