Ji Feng scratched his head, looked puzzled, and said, "Immortal, ......"

"I said, don't call me an immortal!" the old man snapped.

"Okay! Ji Feng decided in his heart that this old man was an immortal. I didn't know what to call him, but in my mind, I only thought of these two words.

The old man was embarrassed and said helplessly: "Forget it, whatever you want to call it!"

"Immortal, you said that I didn't fall to my death, it was all on my own, what do you mean?" Ji Feng scratched his head.

The old man pushed forward with five fingers, and a white light was sacrificed, enveloping the monsoon. Monsoon only felt that this white light was so warm and peaceful, like a gentle fairy. With this white light, Monsoon's feet were light, and he actually floated up and flew straight towards the old man.

Suddenly, a trace of horror and excitement suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes. The hand was loosened, the white light was withdrawn, and the monsoon suddenly landed.

"Oops!" he screamed in pain as he sat down on the rock.

"Hahaha!!" The old man looked up to the sky and smiled, like great sorrow and great joy.

"Providence! Providence! Miss me Xuanxuanzi, who has practiced hard for a hundred years, but he can't compare to a young child! Providence dictates it!" The old man's face changed, he grabbed the monsoon on the ground, grabbed him by the neck, looked hideous, and said angrily: "Say, are you a human or a ghost!"

Xuan Xuanzi's sudden change of face made him unacceptable. The neck is choked, and it is difficult to speak. It's just that he keeps using his little hands and slapping Xuanzi weakly.

Seeing Monsoon's painful struggle, a thought suddenly flashed through the old man's heart. As soon as he let go of his hand, he took a few steps back, as if he had remorse.

Monsoon sat on the ground again, coughed a few times, and then gasped for breath.

Xuan Xuanzi leaned closer, and Monsoon was so frightened that he stepped back. "Don't be afraid, boy, I'll ask you a question. ”

Ji Feng saw Xuan Xuanzi showing a kind smile again, and suddenly the fear in his heart dispersed a few points, and stopped retreating.

Xuan Xuanzi approached and asked, "Don't be afraid, ah~ The old man won't hurt you, he just wants to ask you a question." Where does the energy in your body come from? And your meridians, what's going on?"

Ji Feng had a pair of innocent eyes and looked at Xuan Xuanzi silently. After coming for a while, he gradually opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "I... I say.. I was hit by a meteor and you.. Would you believe it?"

If this sentence were put on other people, they would definitely not believe it. But it just so happened that Xuan Wanzi was standing on the top of the 10,000-year-old giant tree that night, watching the stars at night. I saw the two meteors from outside the sky. One of them landed nearby.

"I didn't expect it! Mortals have not been able to break through the tenth stage of refining the body, but they lack this extraterrestrial power. Hahaha! I finally figured it out! I finally guessed it......" Xuan Xuanzi was extremely excited, raising his hands to the sky and shouting non-stop.

Monsoon only thought that this immortal was crazy, and while he didn't notice him, he quickly sneaked away.

"Stop!"

Monsoon was helpless, and with an apologetic smile, he turned around. Xuan Xuanzi's face turned pale, and he said seriously: "Boy, do you know how many kinds of people are in the world?"

Monsoon scratched his head and thought carefully: "How many kinds of people are there in the world?" old people, children, men, women, ......"

Xuan Xuanzi laughed and said, "Hehehe, old people, children, men and women, aren't they all mortals?"

Monsoon wondered. Xuan Xuanzi continued:

"Between heaven and earth, in addition to mortals, there are also gods and immortals. However, the world does not know that gods and immortals can also be attributed to human beings. The so-called gods of heaven and earth are all born from the heart, and the will of the strong begins to make the gods. As far as the immortal realm is concerned, everything in the world can cultivate immortals, and immortals are just a kind of height."

Monsoon was confused:

"So, who's the best?"

"Except for mortals, they are all powerful. ”

"Why?"

"If you can't break through the ten stages of refining the body, you can't really enter the 'Bigu Realm'. But from ancient times to the present, no mortal has reached the tenth stage of refining the body. Gu mortal is the weakest ......"

Monsoon didn't understand at all and kept shaking his head.

Xuan Xuanzi continued, "I, Xuanjunzi, have been here in this place full of spiritual energy since thirty years ago, and I have devoted myself to studying the mysteries of the human body. Trying to solve the mystery of the ten stages of the refining body. But for thirty years, nothing has been found. As he spoke, his eyes turned to Monsoon and continued: "I didn't expect that today I was actually fortunate enough to meet this mortal of the Ten Stages of Body Refining. However, it was caused by the force of the outside world that forcibly penetrated the meridians. What a providence!"

When the monsoon looks at the sky, the light is getting darker, and I am afraid that it will be almost dark. At that moment, there was a sudden shock in my heart, remembering that the spiritual spring had not yet been obtained. Hurriedly picked up the barrel, turned around and left: "Immortal, I have to go!"

"Wait!" Xuan Xuanzi hurriedly drank.

Monsoon turned around and glanced at him, not wanting to bother. The most important thing is to find the spiritual spring at the moment, and continue to leave.

Xuan Xuanzi hurriedly followed, and said as he walked: "Boy, I have a set of exercises that mortals can't cultivate, but are you willing to practice with me? Maybe in the future, I will be with the immortals and the gods." When Xuan Xuanzi said this, he was very excited.

This time, the monsoon did not look back, and went straight forward. When he talks crazy, he just cares about leaving with disdain.

"Boy, do you know? According to legend, if the bloodlines of Shendao, Shangxian Point, Tianzong, Blood Sea, Taibai and other bloodlines are reversed at the same time, they can absorb the aura of heaven and earth and enter the body of mortals. And these rare bloodlines, mortals who have cultivated all their lives, can't sense them. Not to mention, control its reversal.

A few days ago, I fought a duel with a god-man, and I almost won. It's because he can't absorb the aura of heaven and earth that he can't beat him. You ......"

Monsoon was suddenly stunned, remembering that the white light of that day seemed to be similar to the white light when Xuan Xuanzi exercised. I guess that the light that caused me to fall asleep that day may be him. I was inexplicably angry in my heart, and said, "I deserve it!"

"They are all creatures of this world. Should mortals live below the Three Realms?"

Monsoon suddenly stopped, thinking to himself that he might not be the same. Since the loss of his clan, Sihaizhuang has become his home. In this family, he did not live under others and suffered humiliation.

The dumb old man was his savior, and because of his weakness, he failed to protect him. Not even the power to avenge him. When Yue Shanchuan killed the dumb old man, the phrase "coward" has been lingering in the depths of his heart. All of this is because I am too weak. He suddenly wanted to be stronger. I secretly said in my heart: "Yue Shanchuan, I will seek revenge from you for the dumb old man." ”

"I'll learn from you, but you have to help me find the spiritual spring first. ”

The old man also stopped, and his face showed great joy. But it seems to be too excited, and there are some tears.

"Okay! I'll take you to the best 'Root Spirit Spring'"

"What spiritual spring?"

"Hahaha" Xuan Xuanzi laughed and said, "You risked your life to go up the mountain, I thought you were here to get the spiritual spring." Unexpectedly, I didn't know anything. ”

Looking at the monsoon with a puzzled face. Xuan Xuanzi twisted his beard and said proudly: "This spiritual spring of Tibetan Dragon Mountain flows from the spring on the top of the mountain and flows all the way to the foot of the mountain. Halfway through, the aura was absorbed by the grass and trees in the mountain, and when I arrived at the foot of the mountain, there was not much aura left. The vegetation of Guzang Longshan is lush and abnormal, and even birds and beasts are also blessed by it, and there are many abnormalities. The so-called root spring is the spiritual spring at the eye of the mountain top. The aura is abundant, and it is a hundred times better than the spiritual spring under the mountain. ”

"Alright, let's go. ”