Song Chengde traveled around, really sleeping in the open like the immortals in the story, and cultivating among the famous mountains and rivers.

During his travels, Song Chengde also received invitations from some monastic sects, but after learning about the sects, the disciples were all doing various tasks under the arrangement of the sect to obtain monastic resources.

This is contrary to Song Chengde's pursuit of the life of immortals who are free and easy, drinking morning dew in the morning, and having evening meals and sunsets, so Song Chengde politely refused.

In this way, Song Chengde naturally couldn't get the cultivation method, so he had to travel around, and when he heard that there was a gathering of cultivators, someone preached and rushed there.

So it wasn't until Song Chengde got the news of his parents' death that he remembered that he had been away from home for more than 20 years.

Returning to the small mountain village again, Song Chengde's brother drove Song Chengde out of his home with a flat pole, and threw out all the gold and silver that Song Chengde had brought back.

"Bang dang!"

The door is closed.

The dog at the door barked at Song Chengde.

Song Chengde stood silently in the courtyard, and turned to leave after a long silence.

Song Chengde came to the grave of his parents, looked at the tomb that was already covered with grass, and finally couldn't control his tears, and knelt down in front of the grave.

Three days later, Song Chengde, who had a little vicissitudes, left the mountain village.

Since then, Song Chengde has continued his traveling life, but he feels that he used to cultivate immortals, but now he has become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, because the world is so big, there is no place for him to return.

However, Song Chengde did not give up cultivation, because this was his only obsession.

A person travels the world, there are no caves and blessed lands, spiritual stones, magic weapons, cultivation methods, and Taoist magic tricks.

Song Chengde was so obsessed with it, listening to the sermons everywhere, and finally entered the realm of fugue when he was in his seventies.

Although he can be regarded as the weakest fugue realm cultivator, Song Chengde is still very satisfied with this, after all, the cultivation he pursues is not to fight with people, even if he is often chased by monsters and ghosts, and humiliated by other monks.

Entering the realm of fugue, he can finally comprehend the way of heaven with his divine sense, and spy on the mysteries between heaven and earth, which makes Song Chengde feel very happy in his heart.

Song Chengde no longer expected to enter the realm of Mingdao, he had already begun to look for his grave, thinking about whether he would be buried in the green mountains, on the banks of the big rivers or among the floating clouds.

Just when Song Chengde was looking for a satisfactory tomb, he heard the news of the grand meeting held in the Eighteenth Tower, and for Song Chengde, who had been listening to the sermons and preaching everywhere, this opportunity would naturally not be missed, even if he was already thinking about dying.

It's just a fugue realm, and Song Chengde, who is dressed in ordinary clothes, is naturally only qualified to sit in the buildings on the periphery of the Eighteenth Moon Building.

Song Chengde naturally didn't have any complaints about this, he found an empty table in the corner and sat down, touched the jade slip on the table and ordered some free ordinary wine and food, after all, those drinks and dishes that help cultivation need to pay for spirit stones.

After a while, a waiter brought wine and food and put it on Song Chengde's table.

Song Chengde thanked him and ate it, and found that although these drinks and dishes were just ordinary ingredients, they were very delicious.

The hall slowly became noisy as the monks poured in, and the sound of monks greeting each other was everywhere.

Song Chengde, a shabby monk in a corner, naturally did not have a monk to talk to him.

Song Chengde didn't care, eating wine and food alone, listening to the strange things discussed by the monks around him.

"Brother Li, sit here. The last time I came to the Eighteenth Moon Building was a month ago, but I didn't expect that the aura here is even stronger now. ”

"Presumably for this grand event, this time the Eighteenth Moon Building is such a big deal, inviting so many monks to come, I am afraid that I want to take this opportunity to rank among the top ten auction buildings in the Kundou Realm and Wanxian Realm. ”

"It depends on the results of this event and the background of the means of the Eighteenth Building. ”

"Yes, but this is none of our business, we just have fun these days. ”

"It's the pole, it's the pole. Come, drink. ”

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yu of the Jingcheng faction, I recently heard that you have discovered an ancient ruin, and you have found a lot of good things in it. ”

"Hmm, it's all rumors, what ancient ruins, it's just a cave house where the Ming Dao realm scattered cultivators live, and there are some cultivation experiences in it. Think about the usefulness of a Ming Dao realm monk's cultivation experience to our Jingcheng Sect. ”

"So that's the case, Senior Brother Yu is reasonable. ”

"Senior Liu, sit here quickly, I heard that you killed more than a dozen evil demons in Jiu Wei Ze not long ago, you can tell us about it. ”

"Hehe, you're well-informed. Those dozen or so evil demons were the remnants of the Three Immortal Sect more than a hundred years ago, and not long ago, they hid in the Nine Dangers Ze to kill the past monks and seize their divine consciousness to cultivate evil skills. I happened to be in the neighborhood at the time, and when I heard about it, I went in. It took three days and three nights of fighting with them to kill them all, but fortunately they were discovered early, and if it was later, a few of them would probably have to break through to the realm of me, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to defeat them at that time. ”

"Ah? It's so dangerous, Senior Liu deserves to be a model of our righteous path, not only has noble morals, but also has a powerful cultivation, one person killed more than a dozen Mingdao realm monks with Mingdao realm cultivation, admiration and admiration. ”

There was a burst of compliments around him, and the old man Liu laughed and drank a few glasses, thinking that this eighteenth month building was too uneasy, and he actually arranged me in this periphery.

"If you want to talk about cultivation, there is a news recently that I don't know if you know. ”

"What kind of news? Could it be that there are rumors that there are cultivators in Zhutian Peak who have crossed the catastrophe and become immortals? This is not credible, our sect has been established for thousands of years, and there are countless disciples under our disciples, and there are endless masters of each generation, and there is no trace of anyone becoming an immortal. ”

"I naturally know that becoming an immortal is a rumor, and that's not what I'm talking about. A few days ago, there was a rumor in the Kundou Realm that someone witnessed that the second Wanshu Dao Monarch of this year's Earth List Dao Society had killed the Ming Dao Realm cultivator head-on, and he was completely destroyed. ”

"Impossible!"

As soon as the man's words fell, the monks around him immediately retorted.

"When a fugue realm monk encounters a Ming Dao realm monk, not to mention that the fighting method is not a level, it means that as soon as the Dao realm and Dao realm open, I am afraid that my body will not be able to move when I am in it, and it will be difficult to perform Dao techniques. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

The surrounding iQue realm monks nodded their heads in agreement, and naturally there were Ming Dao realm monks among their sects, and they also had the opportunity to feel the Dao domain of Ming Dao realm monks, so they naturally knew the suppressive power of Ming Dao realm monks over iQue realm monks.

"But the rumors are true, even the appearance of the monk and the process of the battle are clear. It is said that at that time, the Ming Dao Realm Cultivator Dao Domain did not suppress the Wanshu Dao Monarch at all, allowing him to break through directly in front of him. ”

"Impossible, impossible. ”

Some of the monks shook their heads in disbelief.

The monk didn't argue, perhaps he himself didn't believe it, and the conversation quickly moved on to something else.

Song Chengde listened to it and shook his head slightly, feeling that he was in a building full of monks, but he was so far away from the world of cultivation.

The world in my heart.

The top floor of the eighteenth building.

Yu Qingyan knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in. ”

Wu Lao's voice came from inside the door.

The door opened silently, and the light and shadow changed, as if a flame was dancing silently in the room.