On this day, Chengmu only practiced for two hours before he took the initiative to withdraw from his cultivation state. Because today is the first day of junior high school, he packed up and prepared to go down the mountain to visit his grandfather.

In the first few months, he was led down the mountain by Ling Ji, but when Chengmu gradually became familiar with the mountain road, he ran down the mountain by himself. After all, Ling Ji is his master, not a flying tool, and it is impossible to trouble him every time for such a trivial matter as going down the mountain.

Now Chengmu is already a monk, his physical functions are far beyond mortals, and he grew up in the mountains, and he ran all the way down the mountain, and he was able to reach the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain before the sun set.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Chengmu saw an old man dressed in plain clothes walking back and forth outside the courtyard, and looked into the courtyard from time to time.

"Huh, Master. When Cheng Mu saw this dress, he thought that Master Ling Ji had come down the mountain, and thought to himself that there was something urgent and he needed to take him up the mountain immediately.

Cheng Mu hurriedly ran forward and said, "Master, why are you here, are you in a hurry to find me?"

Su Yi Lao Dao turned around, Cheng Mu saw that it was really his master, and he was very happy at the moment, and hurriedly pulled the master to his grandfather's place to eat, every time he went down the mountain, his grandfather would always prepare a meal and wait for him to go home.

However, the old man grinned, looked at Cheng Mu and said, "You are the new apprentice of the old man Ling Ji?"

Cheng Mu was stunned, "You're not my master?"

"Hehe, you won't suffer if you call me Master. Su Yi said with a smile.

"Why do you look the same as my master, and even wear the same clothes?" asked Cheng Mu puzzled.

"You don't care who I am, let me ask you, is that scalper with a broken horn from your family?

"Well, it's my old Huang, my grandfather's baby. Nariki replied truthfully.

"How old is that cow?"

"It's been more than 30 years, and I heard my grandfather say that he is older than my father. ”

"Hey, it's really an old cow!" Su Yi Lao Dao had a disappointed expression on his face, and turned around to leave.

"Who are you, old man, and why are you exactly the same as my master?" Cheng Mu saw that Lao Dao was leaving, and hurriedly asked again.

Lao Dao just turned around, and he had already disappeared without a trace, Chengmu rubbed his eyes, did he see the hell.

"Go back and ask your master, the old man. A voice came from afar in the sky, sounding a little lonely.

Chengmu scratched his head, and said in his heart that he was really a weirdo.

That night, Chengmu had dinner with his grandfather in the wooden house, and stayed for another night as usual. The next morning, I said goodbye to my grandfather and ran all the way back to the Thunder Dojo.

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Cheng Mu hurriedly found Ling Ji and asked if there was anyone in the sect who looked exactly like him.

"That's your Senior Uncle Ling Feng. Ling Ji heard Cheng Mu's question, thought for a while and said, "Ling Feng is a twin brother of the same father and mother, and he is in the Thunder God Mountain on weekdays, well, this-this-play in the mountains, so you haven't seen it." Ling Ji's face was a little embarrassed.

"I saw it yesterday in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, and I thought it was your old man, Master. ”

"Did he say anything to you?" Ling Ji asked.

"He was very strange and asked me how old the old scalper was. I told him for more than thirty years, and then he left disappointed. ”

"Hmph, don't change your dead nature!" Ling Ji suddenly said angrily, "Chengmu, don't have anything to do with him in the future!"

Ling Ji has a gentle personality, he has always been a good person on weekdays, even if sometimes his disciples make mistakes, he is also a kind and persuasive teaching, and he is a temperamentless person. Since Cheng Mu met Master Ling Ji, except for the first time he faced the old ghost of Feigu, he was the most angry today.

Seeing the rare anger of the master, Cheng Mu's curiosity was also aroused, and he felt that this Uncle Ling Feng must not be simple, and he had to find someone to inquire about it.

After finishing his cultivation in the afternoon, Cheng Mu found Senior Brother Seven and asked about Senior Uncle Ling Feng.

Ling Ji's seventh apprentice, Song Liang, is in his early forties this year, but he has a baby face and looks like a young man in his twenties.

Among Ling Ji's more than ten personal disciples, Song Liang is the only disciple with weak cultivation talent, and his cultivation speed is very slow, and he only narrowly and dangerously cultivated to the middle stage of Guiyuan a few years ago.

Song Liang is a clever person, although his cultivation talent is relatively average, but he is sharp-tongued, and he can always coax several elders and ancestors in the Thunder Dojo to be happy. I don't know where I learned this flamboyant stunt, but Ling Ji can't teach it anyway.

In addition, Song Liang can always get some meat every now and then. For the young disciples who have been cultivating in the mountains for many years and are green vegetables and tofu, the allure of meat and fishy food is unimaginable. A chicken leg, a duck neck, is enough to firmly conquer them.

"Follow Uncle Song Liang to have meat to eat!" This is the voice of many disciples. Song Liang used this method to gain a large group of followers, almost all over the five major daos, and he was also the most well-known person in the Thunder God Sect.

Cheng Mu asked Song Liang about Ling Feng, and naturally he found the right person.

"Speaking of Senior Uncle Ling Feng, that's really a god of our Thunder God Sect!"

Song Liang grinned and began to introduce this magical uncle.

"Uncle Ling Ji has eaten all the delicacies in the world, there are only those in the world that you have not heard of or seen, and there is nothing that our uncle has not eaten, and the guardian beasts of our sect were almost eaten by him. ”

Cheng Mu was stunned when he heard this, what kind of person would think of eating the Protector Divine Beast!

"Uncle Ling Ji picks all kinds of rare birds and beasts to put in his mouth, even if he occasionally eats a mortal beast, he must pick oily and tender meat, or steamed or boiled or stewed, that aroma, that taste, that ...... , ah, no, no, I haven't eaten it, I don't know what it tastes like. ”

Song Liang knew that he was speechless, and quickly shook his head.

Cheng Mu squinted at Song Liang, how could he feel that this Seventh Senior Brother and Senior Uncle Ling Feng were a little tired.

"Hey——, Uncle Ling Feng, who is like a god, will inevitably stumble. ”

Song Liang sighed and continued, "Once I had a big accident outside, and I was approached by the enemy, and it took a lot of money for the sect to settle the matter. Since then, the sect master has not let his uncle go down the mountain. ”

"I haven't eaten it since...... No, what's that, I still have something to do, Uncle Zhang wants to make an alchemy, let me help him light the fire, I'll go first. Song Liang knew that something might happen if he continued to talk about it, so he hurriedly snorted and flashed.

"The taste of the divine beast is really unforgettable!" Before leaving, Song Liang muttered in a voice that couldn't be lower.

Cheng Mu was dumbfounded when he heard this, this Uncle Ling Feng is really a strange person! Jin Dashan is far from being compared, although Jin Dashan has also eaten all the delicacies in the world, at least the food he eats is within a reasonable range. Senior Uncle Ling Feng actually directly opened his mouth to the sect protector beasts of other sects, this has to be how deep his attachment to food is to take such a big risk.

The status of the Sect Protector Divine Beast in a sect is similar to that of the Ancestor and the Elder.

Thinking of last night's incident, Cheng Mu was frightened, and after a long time, Uncle Ling Feng wanted to stew his old yellow! Fortunately, he met it yesterday and told this uncle that it had been more than 30 years, making him feel that the meat was too old and did not meet his food selection standards, so he gave up. If it's Lao Huang or Xiao Huang...... , Chengmu didn't dare to think about it.

"Senior Brother Seventh is definitely not less involved, and he is embarrassed with Senior Uncle Ling Feng. Cheng Mu thought like this, "No wonder the progress of cultivation is so slow, thinking about the appetite every day, how can you have the heart to cultivate!"

At this time, Chengmu also made up his mind to stay away from this uncle. If you see it in the future, you will definitely run away as soon as possible, and you must not be affected by its scourge and affect your "great cause of cultivating immortals", otherwise, Song Liang will be a lesson for yourself.

But how did Chengmu know now, not long after, this Senior Uncle Ling Feng also became his spiritual mentor!