Chapter Twenty-Seven: Cultivating Truth is the Same as Ordinary Worlds Immortals are also cultivated by human beings
"Lord Xiaochuan, stop, it's dangerous!" Xiaochuan was running when he suddenly heard the anxious shout of the monk behind him.
"Dangerous, oh!" Xiao Chuan remembered what he had said, the ancient ruins had a very powerful formation prohibition or something.
"Okay, just do as you say, be careful!"
The two began to walk forward unhurriedly.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people came after him.
"Why are you walking so slowly, did you find something?"
"I said ahead, go quickly, don't get in everyone's way!"
"Do you know how to go, go first!"
"I said little brother, if there's any news, it's better to say it. There are so many seniors here, in case you encounter any danger, you can take care of it at that time..."
When the people behind saw the two of them slow down, they didn't know why, so they also slowed down. began to talk nonsense, and some even spoke with threats.
Someone even walked up to Xiaochuan and Liyu and looked around, but they didn't cross the two.
When Xiao Chuan saw everyone like this, he was a little bored and turned sideways to get out of the way.
"If you're in a hurry, please first!"
No one walked past Ogawa. Just standing there and buzzing around.
"Little brother, the old man, Yao Zhengdao, the elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall of the Haoran Sect. If the little brother knows the inside story, he can share it with everyone, they are both cultivators and fellow practitioners, and they should support each other. The ancient ruins are a huge treasure, and Yao hereby guarantees that if it is successfully opened, he will leave a copy for the little brother. How about a witness from here?" said an old man with a red face.
Xiao Chuan looked at it and thought, "This is a certainty, we know the way! It's hard to explain, the more you describe it, the darker it gets, and it's not okay if you don't describe it!"
"I'm like everyone else, I don't know anything, believe it or not!"
"Little brother, who is the adult of your family, maybe he is an old friend with the old man!"
"Let's not talk about it, you must not know it!"
The old man's face couldn't hold back. Originally, Xiaochuan meant that his family was not a cultivator, and he had nothing to do with the old man, and the old man had nothing to do with the Haoran Sect, and the old man had never heard of it. However, in the old man's ears, Xiao Chuan looked down on himself and thought that he was not worthy of knowing Xiao Chuan's family.
"Hmph, young and frivolous!" the old man brushed his sleeves away.
Xiao Chuan didn't care, he hoped that everyone would walk away, so that his ears would be pure! As for offending people, even if he didn't, these people would definitely be offended! What's more, his goal was to become an official when he grew up, and he couldn't fight with the eight poles of the cultivation realm!
Xiao Chuan saw that everyone was still hanging around him and refused to leave. Simply, come to the bluestone road, lean on a tree and close your eyes to recuperate.
When everyone saw that Xiaochuan began to play a scoundrel, there was nothing they could do. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people, I don't know how many people would want to torture them to extract confessions.
But there are benefits for everyone, and there are disasters but no one shares them with you, so no matter how anxious and angry, no one is hard.
"Isn't there another monk?"
"I know that the monks don't speak, so dare to ask the master why this little brother is in such a hurry to move forward?"
He looked at Xiaochuan and said, "Because of greed for money!"
It seems to be a joke!
"Then why don't you leave again?"
"Afraid of death!"
This time, he answered more simply.
Not the desired result, the same as not saying.
I also know that it's useless to explain it, but I still don't give up.
"The poor monk can guarantee that the little donor really doesn't know anything, and the little donor is not a person from the cultivation realm at all!"
"The monk is talking nonsense, if he is not a cultivator, he will have such a fast body method? I'm afraid that there are not too many people present who can surpass him in terms of body method!"
Speechless.
Gradually, some people couldn't hold it back.
"Let's find each other, who knows how long the space of this ancient ruin will appear, and if it is delayed, it will not be able to get out!"
It still worked, and the crowd dispersed in an instant.
However, Xiao Chuan and Liao knew that there must be many people secretly watching the two of them.
The old man and the delicate woman passed by Xiao Chuan's side and stopped talking.
"I really don't know!" Ogawa was helpless.
The old man did not force Xiaochuan to follow him this time, because doing so would undoubtedly provoke anger.
A moment or so after everyone left, Xiao Chuan got up and walked forward unhurriedly.
Walking through the woods, there is a green grass in front of you, as far as the eye can see, the breeze blows, and the green waves roll.
"What about the rare and precious herbs, treasures, magic weapons or something?" Xiao Chuan was a little disappointed.
I was also a little curious.
Nothing, not even the people in the square.
"There must be something you haven't noticed!" Xiao Chuan and Liao Yi looked at each other and guessed in their hearts.
It's a brain-draining thing, and Ogawa has always disliked doing it.
However, there is no need for Ogawa to do it.
Right in front of him, in the endless green grass, a huge stone tablet suddenly appeared, about 200 zhang high and about 40 zhang wide.
A few big words were written on it, "The place where the Ecstasy Sect cultivates, those who have no chance to turn back."
"What do you mean?" Ogawa approached the stone monument to look at it, touched it, and found nothing. Turning the stele, I saw a portal behind the stele, and when I looked into the portal, I saw that the pavilions and palaces were beautiful, and those people who had just disappeared were also in it.
Xiao Chuan was about to go in, but found that he was not around.
He still stood still, his eyebrows locked, looking at the stele.
Xiaochuan walked back to his side, and he heard the words in his mouth, "Fate, no fate..."
Xiao Chuan is happy, this monk is quite troublesome.
"Ask it, and it's done!" Ogawa gestured to the stele.
He knew that Xiao Chuan was making fun of him, but he didn't care, and just wanted to explain it to Xiao Chuan.
Xiao Chuan had already shouted at the stele, "Do we have a fate!" and then turned his head to look at the pleasure.
However, he didn't react, and Xiaochuan turned his head to look at the stele again, and he was not happy.
There is only one word on the stele, "None!"
Xiao Chuan suppressed the shock in his heart, and reluctantly said, "Then let's go back!"
"Just kidding, don't you just want to get some money and buy a good dress, can you do it against the monsters! Besides, the young master has also worn good clothes, so let's wear one and throw one!"
Seeing Xiao Chuan's reaction, his face was ashamed, and he said: "Sin, sin, seeing this ancient ruin, the poor monk is also greedy. Buddhism pays attention to a fateful word, and since there is no fate, the poor monks are still reluctant. Lord Ogawa really has great wisdom!"
Xiao Chuan didn't refuse, he accepted it calmly, he didn't want to be entangled anymore, and he couldn't wait to run away immediately.
"I knew there were living creatures here, and I didn't come in if I killed the young master!"
However, when he turned to leave, Xiao Chuan's mind came to the image of everyone carrying large bags of gold coins and returning with a full load...