Yi Yun's hands were clenched into fists tightly, his nails pierced deeply into his palms, and blood dripped down his fingers!

Mr. Yang Ming did not have the slightest disgust at this, nor did he have any emotional fluctuations, but looked at him with interest! This feeling made Yi Yun a good person uncomfortable, as if he was like a transparent person in front of this old man, without the slightest privacy.

"You are a cultivator, what is the so-called practice of cultivation?"

There has been a foreshadowing before, Yi Yun knows that Mr. Yang Ming, every sentence seems to be casual, but it actually has a deep meaning. If you talk to an old man like this in front of you without paying attention, you will be led away by the other party.

However, Yi Yun did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with this, he only had respect for the old man in front of him, without the slightest disrespect. I don't dare not be cautious about the problems of the elderly.

In the past, the sect's teachings to him were called cultivation for the purpose of eliminating demons and defending the way, and when he was a child, he naturally believed in this dogma of the sect. It's just that at that time, he was still a waste who couldn't cultivate, so things like the Demon Removal Guardian Dao had never been irrelevant to him.

However, since repairing his body, this Demon Removal Guardian Dao seems to be very close to him, once he once thought that as a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he should take it as his responsibility to protect the common people in the world all his life, but after so many things, he has changed.

The so-called Demon Elimination Guardian Dao is just an external pursuit, but what is the real purpose of cultivation?

After thinking about it for a long time, the more Yi Yun thought about it, the more confused he became, and finally he had to shake his head and say, "I'm sorry, I really don't know."

"Haha, that's a good answer," the gentleman said with a smile!

Yi Yun, who was already confused, was even more confused now, since he entered this room, Mr. has been extremely calm, and he didn't even bat his head too much, but he laughed because of such a bad answer, which made him wonder.

Mr. Yang Ming didn't make Yi Yun wonder for long, and then said, "When many cultivators hear this question, they will say that they will eliminate demons and defend the way, and they will do chivalrous deeds, and some will even say that they will pursue the way of heaven and pursue eternal life, and you are the first person to say that they don't know."

Yi Yun was silent, thinking about the other party's words in his mind, and he felt that the answers of these people were reasonable when he thought about them. Whether it is the way of exterminating demons or practicing chivalrous righteousness, it is the dream of many young cultivators, and the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao and the pursuit of eternal life is the ultimate goal of all cultivators, and it stands to reason that these are the ultimate goals!

The old man in front of him felt more and more mysterious from the beginning, and asked suspiciously, "You said that there are many cultivators, have you seen many people in the cultivation realm?"

He had explored the old man in front of him several times, so he could be sure that the old man in front of him was really an ordinary person with profound wisdom, but it was a little strange for the other party to enter many cultivators.

And just when he told his life experience and origin just now, the other party was not the slightest surprised, at first he thought that such a wise old man had reached the realm of enlightenment, and many things were difficult to shake his mind.

However, it seems that it is not so simple now, but the old man in front of him has not only seen such a cultivator as himself. Maybe he was the most inconspicuous of the many cultivators he had ever seen.

"There is no difference between ordinary people and cultivators, there is no difference in the nature of the mind, so why care about the distinction" Mr. Yang Ming did not answer Yi Yun's question directly, but got up and walked to a cabinet in the corner while talking, and took out a white jade bottle.

The gentleman methodically picked up a bamboo clip from the table, sprinkled three tea leaves from the white jade bottle, and slowly put them into the teapot, and then carefully closed the white jade bottle again, and then put it into the wooden cabinet again.

Yi Yun could see that the white jade bottle was extraordinary, even the bamboo armor used to pinch the tea leaves was extremely exquisite, and it was obviously carefully carved.

From this point of view, the appearance in front of him is also a very sophisticated person, but this teapot water only puts three tea leaves, which is a little too childish.

Yi Yun thought that with the status of the old man in front of him in this dragon field, as long as he wanted to, he could live a rich life at any time, but the environment in which he lived was already poorly furnished, maybe Mr. was used to being thrifty.

Mr. Yang Ming put the white jade bottle back in the wooden cabinet and sat down on his polished rattan chair again, and then picked up the boiling kettle on the stove next to him and poured it into the jade pot.

When the boiling water was put into the pot, Yi Yun, who was originally standing quietly, immediately snorted for a while, and a refreshing fragrance came into his nose, just smelling it made people feel a kind of spiritual enjoyment.

The gentleman put down the kettle, lifted the jade kettle, slowly shook it three times to the left and three times to the right in the void, and then turned it up from the table to the teacup, and slowly poured three cups of tea.

Yi Yun was enjoying the refreshing fragrance of tea, but the room was full of two people, just him and his husband, why did the other party pour three cups of tea.

"Haha, what a fragrant Yinxue tea"

Just when Yi Yun was surprised, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the door, almost as soon as the words fell, the person had already walked in.

In a flash of light and shadow, there was already an old man on the stool in front of him, and I saw that the old man was wearing a plain robe, with white hair and silver beard, and he looked like a master of Taoism. In particular, one of his eyebrows is surprisingly long, as if two long sideburns hang directly down to his chest.

The person who came didn't seem to pay attention to Mr. Yi Yunhe, and when he sat down, he picked up a double of the tea on the table and drank it directly, and the startled Yi Yun couldn't help but scream.

The boiling tea was drunk and the whole mouth and throat were not blistered, but what shocked him even more was that the man was not only fine, but closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying himself.

Mr. was not surprised by this person's arrival, and picked up the teacup and said to Yi Yun, "Since the young man is here, you can also drink a cup of hot tea!"

The old man who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, and said as if he had discovered a new continent, "Old master, are you okay, on weekdays, you refuse to let you give me a piece or two of this tea, but today you actually invite one to drink tea, it's incredible!"

Mr. said lightly, "I can't stop your mouth if you have tea", and said to Yi Yundao, "Sit down and drink tea"

At this time, Yi Yuncao was already shocked, and the whole person was a little confused, and when she heard Mr. Yangming's words, she just nodded instinctively.

The white-haired old man turned his head to look at Yi Yun, and when he was swept away by the other party's eyes, Yi Yun felt a shock to his body, and the old man in front of him gave him a sense of déjà vu, just like the snow and wind that day.

At this time, Yi Yun was even more sure that Mr. Yang Ming in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person, although his current cultivation was far from the masters of the older generation, but with his current cultivation, any wind and grass within a radius of dozens of zhang could not hide his perception, and if the old man in front of him was not for that loud laugh, he could be sure that even if the other party walked in front of him, he would never be able to find out.

And he was still wondering why there were only two people who poured three cups of tea when there were only two people, and now the answer is in front of him. Even himself, a cultivator, didn't know that someone was approaching, but the other party could not predict the ability of the prophet, which he was far beyond his reach.

"The divine light is introverted, full of spirit, and it is amazing to have this cultivation at a young age," the white-haired old man said praisedly.

Yi Yun hurriedly said, "Juniors don't dare"

The old man in front of him was unfathomable, and among the people he knew, only Xue Changfeng had given him this feeling.

"It's just that you actually contain three completely different auras on your body, it seems that you have cultivated three completely different methods."

Yi Yun's heart shook again, and he could see at a glance that he was carrying the magic of the sect, and this eyesight was one of the few in the world.

"The predecessors have the same eyes, that's exactly the case!"

In front of such a master, all the lies were self-revealed, so Yi Yun had to admit it immediately. Since the other party saw that he had the three sects of the method, he must have already discovered that he had the magic of the demonic path.

"Don't be surprised, do you know who this old guy is when you come back to you?" Mr. saw the shock in Yi Yun's eyes, but he was not surprised at all.

Yi Yun shook his head and said that he couldn't guess, Mr. Yang Ming took a sip of tea and said lightly, "No wonder you don't know this old guy, it stands to reason that he is already a member of his grandfather's generation."

This Yi Yun was not shocked, after all, he had said it seven hundred years ago, and it was not uncommon for the cultivation of the old man in front of him to be a figure hundreds of years ago, if it wasn't strange.

"You should have heard of Yuanmu Castle among the three sects and four factions."

"Could it be that you are the master of Yuanmu Fort and the predecessor of Yuan Zongdao"

The white-haired old man laughed, and said angrily, "I can't imagine that the name of my Yuanmou person is still remembered to this day, it seems that the old man still has a reputation in the cultivation world."

Yi Yun couldn't help but gasp, although he had already guessed in his heart, he was still shocked when he really confirmed the identity of the other party.

The founder of Yuanzong Dao Yuanmu Fort is one of the four famous earth immortals in the cultivator world, and is on the same level as the Proud Sword Lord, Lingao Ancestor, and the founder of the Sleepless City, the Night Emperor.

There are countless legends about the four great earth immortals in the cultivation world, and how they were amazing and brilliant back then, and how they turned the tide to save the world's heroic deeds, are the examples of countless later cultivators over the centuries.

However, the four great earth immortals have disappeared for hundreds of years, and it is rumored that these four earth immortals have already been feathered, but who would have thought that this legendary character would really appear in front of him one day.

Since Yuan Zongdao is still alive, the other four earth immortals must still be alive. Cultivators have a long lifespan, and although they cannot be immortal, they have a longevity that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

"What Yuanmu Fort Master, it's just an old man who has lived a little longer," Mr. Yang Ming said unappetizingly!

Yuan Zongdao didn't have the slightest shelf, and laughed loudly, "Boy, come and taste this old master's tea, it is definitely a masterpiece in the world, and it is difficult to find it in the sky", and he didn't pay attention to Mr. Yang Ming, and poured himself another cup of glass.