Naturally, the villagers in Tiehe Village did not dare to listen to Fan Zisang's words and dispersed one after another.
At night, inside the cabin.
Old Huangtou put a basket full of cooked sweet potatoes on the table, rubbed his hands, and said apologetically: "Immortal, there is nothing delicious at home to make you laugh."
There was a hint of shame on his face, but there was still surprise in his eyes. Listening to what Fan Zisang just said in front of everyone, Su Li was actually appreciated by the peak master and accepted as a disciple in the sect. This is a great thing. ah!
With the blessing of his master, Su Li will be able to survive in the world of cultivation even if he has no great achievements in the future.
Fan Zisang smiled after listening to Old Huangtou's words. He picked up a sweet potato with his slender hand that used to only hold a sword to kill people, which seemed a bit inconsistent.
"It doesn't matter, I haven't eaten mortal food for many years, so I miss it a little bit."
Old Huang nodded. Fan Zisang seemed to be much kinder than the two previous immortals, but he had lived in the sect, but his heart was clear. All of this was for Su Li's sake.
After taking a bite of the sweet potato, Fan Zisang, who was used to eating spiritual food, frowned and turned to Su Li and said: "You two, go practice. Even if you don't have enough spiritual power in the world, you must not slack off."
"Yes, senior brother."
Su Li glanced at Old Huangtou and went to the back room with Jin Ying.
Old Huangtou had good eyesight. After the two closed the door, he immediately bowed and said, "Ah Li, thanks to the immortal's grace, no matter what the immortal wants to know, I will definitely tell you everything."
"You are a smart man. This will save me a lot of money."
Fan Zisang changed his sitting position and looked at the tense old Huangtou. His face remained kind, and he squinted his eyes and smiled: "No need to be nervous, I just want to know about the past of my junior sister, and her name..."
Old Huangtou knew that he could no longer hide it, so he immediately told everything about Han Feng's name change, and then told everything he knew about Su Li's life experience.
After hearing this, Fan Zisang suddenly realized that the name "Su Li" was indeed a taboo in the world of cultivation. However, when the bloody disaster occurred, he was not yet born and had not personally experienced the horror of that year. Apart from abiding by his master's teachings, he did not mention it. Apart from the name, there is not much feeling about it.
"Junior Brother Han has done well. It's good that Junior Sister can avoid taboos and practice stably, but Junior Sister's life experience is really..."
Fan Zisang's eyes showed understanding. Anyone who has been tortured by his biological father since childhood will naturally have a different state of mind from ordinary children, not to mention that the harm she suffered was not ordinary.
"It turns out that the lotus mark is a scar."
Fan Zisang murmured to himself that before he entered cultivation, even though he was wandering around without a father or mother, no one deliberately abused him. Although his little junior sister was born with healthy parents, the treatment she received was worse than nothing...
"Now that the little junior sister has entered Master's sect, all her hardships have finally come to an end."
Fan Zisang, who thought he fully understood Su Li's past, felt a sense of pity in his heart, and immediately looked at Old Huangtou with a gentler look.
"Now that the world of cultivation in the Nine Provinces is withering, my junior sister can be regarded as one of the best cultivation geniuses in a thousand. You are kind to my junior sister. As a senior brother, I cannot be stingy."
After saying that, he spread his spiritual consciousness to cover Old Huangtou, and was slightly shocked after detecting his physical condition.
This person's whole body has refined qi and blood, and his breath is clear. He doesn't look like a mortal at all. On the contrary, he is about to enter the body stage. The only difference is one skill.
Old Huangtou noticed Fan Zisang's change and quickly leaned over and said: "The villain once worked as a handyman in Yuxu Sect for several years. Later, he made some mistakes and was driven down the mountain, leaving a residual life for the immortal to grow up. What a joke."
"No wonder.
Fan Zisang suddenly realized, "It seems that you have reached the peak of the body stage, and were deprived of your memory and cultivation when you came down the mountain. It is rare that you can still maintain your physical state."
Old Huangtou gave a bitter smile. His cultivation had been deprived of his foundation and was greatly damaged. When he came to Tiehe Village, he clearly felt that his physical strength was not as good as before, and his health was a little worse than that of the average old man of the same age. But these years, he worked hard every day for Su Li. Running around, instead of getting worse, my physical condition is getting better and better.
This point puzzled him, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to ask Fan Zisang about this matter, so as not to cause complications.
"Forget it, since you have this opportunity, I will give you a new body-level cultivation method. This method is not passed down from the Huajian Sect, but is my personal gain. If you can achieve something by relying on it, it will be yours." Creation. However, you must remember that only you can cultivate this method, and you must not pass it on to others, otherwise, you will know what will happen to you."
Fan Zisang was silent for a moment and then suddenly spoke.
Old Huangtou was stunned when he heard this, and then he was ecstatic. Without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed: "I will bear in mind Huang Dashan's kindness. I swear to God that I will never pass on the skills to others." !”
Fan Zisang smiled slightly and nodded lightly. At his level of cultivation, a body-level mental method is nothing.
In the back room, Su Li's spiritual consciousness enveloped the main room. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but frown slightly. Taking advantage of the opportunity to come back, she originally wanted to pass on Huang Dashan's mental method, but she didn't expect Fan Zisang to do it for her, which saved a lot of trouble of explanation. .
After Huang Dashan rested, Fan Zisang glanced at Su Li and Su Li who were already asleep, opened the courtyard door and left the earthen house.
The night was as cold as water, and the entire Tiehe Village was shrouded in silent darkness. Occasionally, a few dogs barked.
He walked straight to the Iron River and looked at the ink-like water in the night, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
"Boy, this river is really weird!"
An old voice suddenly came from the jade plaque around his neck. Fan Zisang suddenly heard it and was not surprised but overjoyed. He quickly used his spiritual sense to communicate with the owner of the voice: "Senior, you're awake."
Two hundred years ago, after he obtained this jade medal and awakened the existence within it, he made many detours under the guidance of this unnamed senior.
There were some rare treasures that even the master didn't know about, but this senior was able to get them at his fingertips and use them to improve his cultivation. He knew in his heart that this mysterious senior must have an extraordinary background.
He has always believed in repaying kindness. When he succeeds in cultivation one day, he will definitely find a suitable body for his senior to resurrect him.
It's just that in recent years, the senior has been sleeping for longer and longer, and he can't help but worry about whether the senior can wait until the day when he succeeds in cultivation.
"Boy, what are you thinking about? Go east as I say."
When the old and familiar voice came into his mind, Fan Zisang immediately came back to his senses and walked towards the place pointed by his senior. After a while, Fan Zisang walked to the end of the Tieshui River and looked at the bare plucked trees above.
Looking at the over-picked khaki hillside, he said helplessly: "Senior, there seems to be no mystery on this mountain. Do we really want to go up there?"
"Stop, Weird is right here. Squat down and concentrate your Qi according to the techniques I gave you."
Fan Zisang did as he was told, and drew a semicircle with his right hand. After it merged with his left hand, a shadow like a full moon was suddenly reflected on the river in front of him. Fan Zisang himself couldn't help but be surprised by such a vision.
It has been a while since he learned this technique, but this has never happened before.
If Su Li were here at this moment and saw this vision, he would definitely recognize that there is some kind of phantom of the full moon, it is clearly... the Mirror of Reincarnation!
"Sure enough, it really is this place!"
The old voice suddenly became excited, "The Meteor Mirror Lake, the disappeared Meteor Mirror Lake, is actually here..."
Fan Zisang was confused by what he heard, and vaguely felt that the words "Meteor Mirror Lake" were familiar. However, he rarely paid attention to the past events in the world of cultivation. He frowned and thought for a while before he remembered the origin of this name, and he couldn't help but be surprised. .
"Senior, the 'Meteor Mirror Lake' you are talking about is the lake where the ancient treasure 'Reincarnation Mirror' shattered and fell into thousands of years ago? According to legend, isn't the Meteor Mirror Lake rooted in the void, boundless, and as big as Kyushu? Why? meeting… "
Fan Zisang looked at the ordinary small river in front of him that could be crossed with just one step, and couldn't help but look weird. I'm afraid no one would associate this river with "Meteor Mirror Lake".
"Reincarnation Mirror..." The old voice became a little difficult, and after a long time, a sigh came out: "The past has become a mystery, who knows what happened back then, even ancient treasures can be broken, what else is impossible."
Fan Zisang nodded, but there was a thought in his heart. He had never seen his senior show emotion, but when he mentioned the Reincarnation Mirror, he was so excited...
In the jade sign, the phantom in gray robe raised his head, his gaze seemed to pass through the jade sign and see the endless void.
The location of the Meteor Mirror Lake is not easy to change. Directly above this place is approximately the void where the Samsara Mirror was. Unexpectedly, within a thousand years, an ordinary village would appear in the originally lifeless area.
After all, this is the place where ancient treasures fell. The creatures here only need to be tainted with a little luck from the Mirror of Reincarnation to achieve great success.
"Boy, there should be a lot of good cultivators in this village. You can take some back and give them to your master to train. Maybe some outstanding people will emerge."
Senior's voice came out, and Fan Zisang couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words: "Senior is really clever. A few days ago, junior brother has found two immortal boys from the village to introduce him to the disciples. One of them has a complete spiritual root, and the other only has He has seventy percent spiritual roots, but he is talented and intelligent, and he might be able to break through the realm of foundation building and achieve the golden elixir."
The man in gray robe couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. The good seedling he mentioned was not just an ordinary spiritual root, but he just said it casually and was too lazy to elaborate with Fan Zisang.
During the exchange of spiritual consciousness between the two, Fan Zisang walked back.
Suddenly, he paused and looked at the petite man squatting by the river with a look of astonishment.
"Junior Sister Su Li, why are you here?"
When the old figure in the jade plaque heard these words, the shadow suddenly shook violently, and he almost couldn't maintain his figure and dispersed. The loud sound made Fan Zisang's head hurt.
"What... did you call her?!"