"It was just a good dream, could it be a ghost?" Long Xiangtian had just clearly heard someone talking, but when he turned around he saw nothing and thought he had dreamed of a ghost.
Long Xiangtian quickly exited the wooden house and was about to leave when the voice rang again.
"Little boy, come in!"
Long Xiangtian shuddered with fear, his expression twisted into a knot, "Is it possible that I really encountered a ghost?"
"Come in!" The voice was calling Long Xiangtian again, the little kid in his mouth.
Although Long Xiangtian was very reluctant, he decided to go back and take a look after hesitating for a while. He didn't believe in ghosts in the first place, and although it was a dream, he still insisted on his opinion.
Long Xiangtian walked towards the wooden house at a snail's pace. He slowly pushed open the wooden door and slowly put his head in. Long Xiangtian did not open his eyes. Although he did not believe in ghosts, he was still a little scared.
"Don't be afraid, little boy! I won't hurt you!" At this time, the old voice came again.
Long Xiangtian slowly opened his eyes, and saw an old man with a white beard sitting on the wooden bed that was empty just now.
“You…you…you are…” Long Xiangtian looked at the white-bearded old man and asked a little nervously.
"In the past, I was honored as the Dream Immortal!"
"Dream Immortal?" Long Xiangtian was confused. Do you think this is a fantasy novel? There is also a dream immortal!
Long Xiangtian felt contempt in his heart, thinking that it was not a good idea to brag seriously.
"Don't be rude! You little kid, do you still think this is a dream?" The old man with white beard was a little angry.
"Isn't this a dream? Suddenly an old man with a white beard appears. Is he going to teach me some martial arts secrets, or teach me some lifelong skills or something..."
Long Xiangtian was awakened by the white-bearded old man and suddenly realized that this was a dream. The feeling of fear disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Long Xiangtian walked to the side of the white-bearded old man, pacing and looking at the white-bearded old man who claimed to be a dream fairy, thinking, "Hey! I haven't watched any fantasy movies or TV series these days, how could I dream of such a little old man?"
“How dare you! Although I don’t have any martial arts secrets, and as I have been trapped here for hundreds of thousands of years, my skills have long been exhausted. Now I can’t even sustain my own needs. Naturally, I can’t pass it on to you…” The white-bearded old man was obviously annoyed by Long Xiangtian.
"Damn it! Don't you claim to be an immortal? Why are you so stingy? You can't give me anything. I thought I could indulge in the immortal cultivation addiction in this dream, but I didn't expect you to be a fake immortal. Am I so unlucky?"
"Humph! Do you really think this is a dream? If it was a dream, you should have woken up when you fell into the water just now! You should remember that you got a piece of iron last time!"
Hearing this, Long Xiangtian seemed to feel that this was not really a dream, "Could it be that you have something to do with that piece of iron?"
"I was once a powerful figure, relying on my unparalleled supreme power to dominate the entire continent. I am the only one who is so powerful on the continent!"
The old man with the white beard talked about his past, his face was filled with a noble look. Listening to the old man with the white beard proudly describing his glorious past, Long Xiangtian couldn't help but feel that he was in a dream again, thinking, "You are so awesome, why are you in such a shabby wooden house now?"
"What do you know?"
Long Xiangtian was frightened by the white-bearded old man, "How does he know what I'm thinking?"
“Humph! If it weren’t for the fact that those old immortals saw that I was the only one in power, they would have joined forces to defeat me and sealed me in the inner space of this piece of black iron.”
The white-bearded old man couldn't help but flash a bitter look in his eyes when he said this, "It made me stay in this piece of black iron for so many years."
"And today, I finally waited for someone who is capable of inheriting my mantle!" The white-bearded old man looked at Long Xiangtian in front of him with satisfaction.
Indeed, this piece of iron had fallen into the hands of countless people before, but the old man with white beard had never taken a fancy to it. Now that it fell into the hands of Long Xiangtian, the old man with white beard truly felt that Long Xiangtian was the best candidate. After all, Long Xiangtian was the world's special forces king. Although he has been replaced by someone else now, Long Xiangtian's talent is indeed unmatched. Even Fu Xuanyuan could only envy him.
"Inherit your legacy? I never said I wanted to inherit your legacy. If I end up like you, neither human nor ghost, wouldn't I be at a great loss?" Long Xiangtian looked at the white-bearded old man with some contempt.
"Hmph! You ignorant boy, what do you know? With your current combat power of 96, you can only show off your abilities in your world. If you were in our world, you couldn't even beat a small sect leader!" The white-bearded old man looked at Long Xiangtian with contempt, and was very tired of the ignorance displayed by Long Xiangtian.
"Ha - so awesome!" Long Xiangtian was still somewhat confident in his own strength, but he couldn't help but feel a little unconvinced when he was described as useless by the white-bearded old man.
"Don't disbelieve it!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, his body instantly disappeared on the wooden bed. Long Xiangtian felt the danger and wanted to dodge instantly, but he didn't expect that the old man with white beard was too fast. He grabbed Long Xiangtian's neck with one hand and lifted him up.
"Well, do you believe me now?"
Long Xiangtian wanted to resist, but he had no strength at all. He could only let the white-bearded old man pinch his neck, his face flushed red.
"Don't waste your energy. I will use my internal force to seal all your acupoints!" Long Xiangtian looked at the old man with white beard and finally began to recognize the old man's strength. He could subdue him effortlessly, and it was obvious that his strength far exceeded his own.
“I… surrender, I… surrender!” Long Xiangtian begged for mercy with great effort.
Seeing Long Xiangtian admit defeat, Whitebeard smiled with satisfaction, "That's pretty good!"
Long Xiangtian looked at this ambitious old man with disdain.
"You will practice here from now on. I will teach you a lot of things, which are all my lifelong practice experience. You are going to make a fortune this time, I tell you!" The white-bearded old man turned around and sat back on the wooden bed.
"Why do I have to practice here?" Long Xiangtian felt disgusted when he thought that he would be staying in this place and facing such a weird old man every day.
"You know shit. Don't you feel that the energy in this place is much richer than that in your world?" The white-bearded old man cursed Long Xiangtian when he heard his complaint.
After being reminded by the white-bearded old man, Long Xiangtian felt that the energy contained here was indeed many times higher than that of the outside world. Long Xiangtian immediately sat down in meditation, carefully feeling the energy of this space.
"Your training speed here will be several times faster than outside. Although your combat effectiveness may not increase very quickly, as long as you practice with me, I guarantee that you will break through the 100 mark in a short time!" The white-bearded old man still had a dignified expression on his face.
"Really?" Long Xiangtian suddenly thought that he would have to settle with Fu Xuanyuan in a year. He had not practiced seriously since he came to Jiangyuan City, but Long Xiangtian concluded that since Fu Xuanyuan wanted to defeat him in name, he must have tried every means to improve his strength. If he continued like this, Long Xiangtian would not be sure of winning, but if he practiced in this space and his strength really broke through the 100 mark, then Long Xiangtian would be more than 90% sure of defeating Fu Xuanyuan and taking back his own glory.
"How could I lie to you?" the white-bearded old man said jokingly.
"That's great!" Long Xiangtian said excitedly.