The early morning sunlight crept into the crack of the window and secretly projected on Ye Fei's face.

Frowning, Ye Fei slowly opened his eyes. Just looked at the ceiling and lay down for a few minutes before he sat up in a daze, rubbed his face and smiled bitterly. There were too many things that happened this night that were too bizarre, causing Ye Fei's thinking to be a little confused now. Only half a month ago, although he was a little withdrawn, he was still a normal five-good young man, but now, he can experience three or four killings in a row in one night, and even now, there are still two corpses hidden in the backpack space.

The path of cultivation is indeed full of killing and fighting.

With a senseless sigh, Ye Fei cleaned up his mood, stretched lazily, and jumped out of bed to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After eating something casually, Ye Fei thought about it, changed into clean clothes and went out, he planned to go to that old Hong's house today and take out Old Hong's collection.

Take a taxi all the way to the new village on the outskirts of the suburbs, as far as the eye can see, there are no high-rise buildings, no shopping malls, not even a road, only two narrow but smooth paths on both sides of a clear river, stretching into the distance, all who come here will get off the bus and choose to walk into this paradise. Walking on the path, both sides are full of two-storey antique buildings, cyan brick walls, red columns, and wooden carved doors and windows, all people feel simple and peaceful, in the middle of the road, the water and grass are green, and the fish are leisurely, which adds a touch of elegance to the whole town. The buildings on both sides are full of shops, restaurants, and trading houses, but more than that, there are tea shops and jade shops, which make the town extremely cultural. Behind the shops, there are many two-story buildings or antique buildings in the courtyard of bungalows, which are the homes of residents. According to the sports car youth, there are many retired veteran cadres and celebrities in the cultural circle living here, so they can maintain a trace of antiquity in today's materialistic society.

After strolling around casually, Ye Fei planned to go directly to Hong Lao's residence to have a look, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a faint aura fluctuation in the store next to him. With a move in my heart, I turned around and walked into this shop.

Following the source of the aura fluctuations, Ye Fei easily found the piece of jade. To be exact, a jade plaque.

This jade plaque is very delicately carved, it is roughly square, but an arc bulges out from the bottom, like a miniature shield. Ye Fei silently picked up the jade plaque, pretending to watch it, but in fact, he did use his true qi to probe the aura fluctuations of this jade plaque.

After a while, Ye Fei's heart flashed with joy, this jade plaque turned out to be a cultivator's magic weapon, but it had not been refined, but he didn't know the specific purpose.

The owner of this jade shop was an old man who was over the age of old, and when he saw Ye Fei picking up the jade card and playing with it, he came over to greet Ye Fei with a smile.

"Hehe, this little brother has good eyesight, although the texture of this jade plate is not the best, but it is indeed an antiquity, and the carving is exquisite, the shape is small, it is worth collecting." ”

Ye Fei looked up at the old man and asked with a smile, "Old man, do you know what age this is?"

"There is no way to verify the specific year, and from the perspective of the carving style, it can only be determined that it is probably something from the Song Dynasty. How about it?Do you like it?" the old man nodded and smiled in response to Ye Fei's words, he could see Ye Fei's love for the jade plate, and secretly rejoiced that business had come to the door.

"How much is this thing in the Song Dynasty?" Turning his head to look at the room full of jade, Ye Fei had no doubt that the old man had no doubts about the old man's skills in jade culture, so it seemed that at least there were still monks in the Song Dynasty.

"I'll give you an opening price, fifty thousand. ”

With only 50,000, Ye Fei naturally didn't take it to heart. Besides, 50,000 yuan to buy a magic weapon, if this is said to the fellow disciples of the Qingling Sect, it is estimated that they will laugh at Ye Fei daydreaming, this is really a big bargain. Ye Fei didn't bargain immediately, just swiped the card to pay, and happily took the jade card and left.

With this experience of picking treasures, Ye Fei was not in a hurry to go to Hong's hometown, anyway, the house would not run away, and he went around the whole street again, but unfortunately, this kind of good thing is not very common, and nothing is found in a circle.

turned his head into the residential area, twisted around for a long time, and found Hong's hometown. Feeling that there were people in the house, Ye Fei didn't bother them, and went directly into the wall incognito.

Hong's hometown is a bungalow, similar to the structure of a courtyard house, several houses around a large courtyard, and some melons, fruits and vegetables are planted in the yard. After turning around, Ye Fei found the study in a more secluded place on the side. It's a pity that I went in and searched for a long time, but I didn't find any place similar to the keyhole, so I had the intention to move away from the bookshelf and desk to search, and I was afraid of alarming the old Hong family, so it was worth being patient, so I hid in the corner and quietly looked at a note similar to the record of the old hand book of Hong.

It was getting dark, and Mr. Hong's family fell asleep one after another. Curled up under the window, by the light of the window, Ye Fei still looked at the notebook with relish, as if he had forgotten his original purpose of coming here. Through this notebook, Ye Fei finally understood Hong Lao's life experience, and also indirectly understood the composition of the supernatural force in this world.

According to what Hong Lao has seen and heard, there are actually cultivators in this world, and it is precisely because of this that Hong Lao has been trying to trace the traces of cultivating immortals, in order to step into the immortal gate and live forever.

When Hong Lao was young, he once worshiped a martial arts master, practiced martial arts every day, was diligent and practical, and was deeply loved by the master, coupled with his extraordinary talent, he was already a deep kung fu at a young age, and he learned from the brothers in the door, hurt people many times, and thought that he had obtained the true inheritance of the master, and there was no rival. It's just that one day, he got up at night to go to the toilet, and accidentally found that the master and another person were competing in martial arts, and the moves he used were no longer limited to martial arts. He was deeply shocked, he knew that martial arts were far more than being tough. The next day, he confessed what he had seen last night and asked the master to teach him more intelligent kung fu, but the master refused, saying that his mind was uncertain and he should focus on cultivating his mind. He was young and vigorous, thinking that the master was afraid of being surpassed by him, so he refused to teach him. Under the resentment, he acted even more perversely, and finally the master couldn't bear it anymore and drove him out of the school. His family had all died in the war before, and after leaving the school, he was homeless, and the resentment in his heart made his desire for power even stronger, so he simply wandered around in search of skilled martial arts. He has been to Shaolin, to Wudang, and later to Emei, Qingcheng Mountain and other famous mountains and rivers in martial arts novels, but unfortunately, in addition to Shaolin and Wudang, there are also some martial arts, and other places do not exist at all. But these places were not in vain, in Shuchuan, he met a Taoist priest, who could also be like a master with a bang, but unfortunately, at that time he was nearly forty years old, and the Taoist priest did not want to accept him as an apprentice. Under his anger, he pretended to be friendly with the Taoist priest, but secretly controlled him with poison and forced him to tell the cultivation method, and in desperation, the Taoist priest had to tell the secret. At this time, he knew that the so-called advanced martial arts with a strong spirit were just ordinary martial arts when they practiced to the extreme, and the acquired return to the innate was just the way he returned to the innate when he was looking for the so-called "advanced martial arts" for more than ten years. Knowing the truth, the remorse in his heart was incomprehensible, not only did not give the Taoist priest an antidote, but also tortured him in every way. In the end, he couldn't stand the torture, and the Taoist priest handed over a piece of jade slip, saying that it was something he got by accident, and it was suspected that the cultivation method of the ancient immortal cultivators was only because the vitality of heaven and earth was thin and he couldn't cultivate, and said that if he could think of a way, let alone innate, it would be okay to cultivate immortals and immortals. He took the jade slip, but he was afraid that the Taoist priest would chase him in the future, so he finally killed the Taoist priest. However, he remembered the words of the Taoist priest, and it also became the driving force for him to find the immortal fate, the Taoist priest once said: "I wait for martial artists to hone themselves with martial arts, practice true qi from the outside in, and return to the innate from the day after tomorrow, and only then can it be possible to go further." The ancient monks are different, they directly cultivate the innate method, as long as the cultivation is successful, they become innate by themselves, and the starting point is comparable to that of a martial artist. It's just that the secret method of cultivation is unique to each sect, and the secret is abnormal, and mortals such as us don't know it, so we have to take the road of returning to the innate after tomorrow, and then worship the immortal sects to get the follow-up cultivation method. If you can obtain the cultivation method of the ancient monks, the innate realm is only between raising your hands. From this sentence, Hong Lao saw a broader world, and has been seeking immortal fate all his life.