"I didn't expect that my friend has been away for several years, but now he's gone back. Is the gourd I gave you so useful?"

Zhang Muyang did not expect that the old man would mention this matter as soon as he met, and his face turned red suddenly. After he got the jade gourd, he did not use it well. He used it to fill some pickled objects.

After giving another tribute, he said, "I am really ashamed." As he said that, he held out the mysterious gourd with both hands.

"Huh? Why are you so bad? The master gave you a good magic weapon, which made you use like this, really ruining good things." The old man was still talking, and the little Taoist boy who had just led the way spoke first, and he was quite complaining in his words.

"Qingfeng, don't be rude. Since it is for the friend, no matter how you use it, it is someone else's business. Why do you have to talk too much?" The old man scolded the Taoist boy.

But this Taoist boy was awesome. He glanced at him and said, "Why am I talking too much? He used it wrong, can I say it? Master, you are not too confused."

Zhang Muyang stood there, looking at the quarrels with the two men. Since he didn't know what to say, he could only accuse the child of the crime and ask him to teach him how to use it.

Seeing that his attitude was OK, the Taoist boy didn't say anything bad: "You have almost used the gourd, and I don't know how much dirty things you have filled it. Give me the gourd, I will help you clean it, and then hand it over to the method you use, but I agreed that I will give it to you this time, and you will not be allowed to use it indiscriminately, otherwise I will ignore you."

Is it a boy who threatens people, or is it a tone that ignores you? Zhang Muyang smiled bitterly and accused him of guilt.

The little Taoist boy went to wash the gourd, and Zhang Muyang sat at the stone table and talked about the old man.

Zhang Muyang did not hide the purpose of his visit this time, and directly said that he was a little greedy and thought that there was no one in this cave, so he wanted to come and get a bargain. He really didn't expect to meet a master. This is really a thing that he would be happy with how many treasures he got.

The old man only smiled at Zhang Muyang's words and said, "My friend is a honest person."

He gestured casually, took out a pot of tea and two tea bowls from the void. He poured a cup for Zhang Muyang and said, "Please."

Zhang Muyang paused and let go of his vigilance. It was not that he relaxed, but that there was no need. The old man just showed his skills enough to convince him.

Just now, the other party did not take it out of some Qiankun bag, but a skill similar to a method of Qiankun in his sleeve. It is many times more advanced than Qiankun bag.

Since he came in, he couldn't see clearly what kind of strength the old man in front of him was. He only felt that the fog in front of him was very unreal.

Those who can give him this feeling must be extremely high-level people. If someone can deceive him with illusions, Zhang Muyang could only admit defeat. The other party's skills were much more brilliant than he thought.

When you enter the mouth of the tea, you will feel a little astringent at first, but after the astringent smell is removed, a very light tea fragrance comes out from the tip of the tongue, and then slowly fills the entire mouth.

This kind of tea fragrance is different from any spiritual tea that Zhang Muyang has drunk before. It tastes very good. When the tea is under, it feels so refreshing and warm all over, just like bathing in a spiritual spring, which is very comfortable.

Zhang Muyang couldn't help but close his eyes slightly until the tea fragrance dissipated, and then slowly opened his eyes and praised, "Good tea."

"Of course it's good tea, otherwise why did the master drink it once every one in a hundred years? It happened that you came this time. You have washed the gourd for you. I have already written the formula in the gourd. You can read it yourself after you go out."

After the Taoist boy handed the gourd to Zhang Muyang, he walked to the side and served his master.

The old man stroked his long white beard and asked with a smile: "My friend is still looking for treasure this time and is afraid he will come back empty-handed, but I have a fate with me, so I can give you a spell. Are you willing to learn it?"

Can this still be unhappy? Although magic weapons are good, if you have to make a difference compared to Taoism, you will always have times when magic weapons are used and destroyed. As long as you have enough spiritual energy, you will probably use them from time to time, and you will not be afraid of using them. You will only feel that you are not familiar enough.

Zhang Muyang stood up again, waved to the old man and said, "Thank you for giving the Dharma to you, senior."

The old man looked at Zhang Muyang and laughed, but did not continue Zhang Muyang's words, but looked at him and said, "I know you have an immortal sword, I wonder if you are willing to lend it to me?"

There was nothing unhappy about this. He immediately handed the immortal sword Sanchi San to the old man. The old man gently touched the sword with his fingers, and the immortal sword was broken into pieces and was thrown to the ground by the old man.

Zhang Muyang was stunned and felt a little regretful. It was not because he felt sorry for him, but because the sword had been with him for several years and had some feelings. Now it was broken, and he felt a little reluctant.

The old man smiled and said, "You are a nostalgic person. Look at what this is?"

Zhang Muyang looked up and felt a flash in front of his eyes.

Zhang Muyang only felt the crisp sound of countless pearls falling from his jade plates sounding in his ears, which almost made him obsessed with it. Then, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

The man was holding a long sword in his hand and was wielding a set of sword techniques. At a rough look, the sword technique seemed plain and had no power, but when Zhang Muyang continued to watch.

But he felt his scalp numb. The sword technique was so exquisite that he could not see it at first glance in his eyes. When Zhang Muyang couldn't help but want to learn sword technique, the picture suddenly turned, and he felt as if he had fallen into some vortex.

A voice rang in his ears.

"What is Tao?"

Zhang Muyang has answered this question countless times and immediately said: "I am the way."

"Are you saying?"

The voice asked back. Zhang Muyang was about to answer for sure, but hesitated when he slid to his mouth. Do he really know what Tao is?

For a moment, Zhang Muyang's spiritual consciousness fell into chaos.

I didn't know how long it took after just so much trouble. Zhang Muyang woke up from his drowsiness. He was a little confident that he was like the Tao, and his heart became more stable.

The question just now was like the gourd on his waist, and his heart of Tao was baptized from the inside out, making him feel more pure.

Zhang Muyang practiced for ten years in this life, from an ordinary person to Jinda Yuanmeng, half a step into the Nascent Soul. What he practiced was the famous useless technique in the world of cultivation, "Nine Turns of Mysterious Kung Fu". It takes ten times more than the other techniques, or even a hundred times more time to practice successfully.

But it was this technique that gave Zhang Muyang countless rebirths.

When Zhang Muyang opened his eyes completely, he was lying on a lawn outside the mountain of Xiangyun Temple. The cave he had entered before had disappeared at this time. No matter how Zhang Muyang went to find it, it could not be found, as if it had never appeared before.

Zhang Muyang understood that this was someone who was expressing his attitude. Everyone had an end to fate. Unless they could be together, there would be no goodbye. Zhang Muyang couldn't help but smile bitterly about this adventure.

In the past, he always looked down on sentient beings at a higher position than everyone else. Today he realized that he was also under the scrutiny of others, and he was also among these sentient beings.
Chapter completed!