The middle-aged man in green robe stood in the air, with clouds and mist rolling under his feet. He stretched out his hand towards Chen Ke, and Chen Ke's body flew uncontrollably from the ground into the air.
"let me go!"
Chen Ke had hatred in his eyes. The middle-aged man in Qingpao was gone, but Old Man Han was gone!
The middle-aged man in green robe looked at Chen Ke calmly and said slowly: "It's such luck. I didn't expect to encounter the top fire spiritual vein here!"
"The sky is falling apart!"
Chen Ke clenched his fist and suddenly punched him.
The fist wind hit the middle-aged man in green robe, but the young man in green robe snorted and blew away the breath from his nose.
The middle-aged man in green robe gently closed his clasped hands, and Chen Ke felt someone suddenly pinching his neck. A huge force came from him, and veins popped up on his forehead.
"What a stubborn boy. Is it because the old man died?" the middle-aged man in green robe said lightly.
Chen Ke said in a hoarse voice: "We have no enmity or enmity with you. You killed the old gentleman, which is a heinous crime!"
"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man in green robe smiled, "The crime is extremely heinous. Even so, who can judge me?"
The middle-aged man in green robe stretched out his hand and pulled it, and Chen Ke's body suddenly flew close to the middle-aged man in green robe. The middle-aged man in green robe looked at Chen Ke with a cold look in his eyes: "Now I will give you a chance. Join my sect and I will spare your life. The rest is that I will kill you and you go die with the old man."
Chen Ke felt cold in his heart. Faced with this choice, he had no ability to resist, let alone any other way to choose.
Die, or surrender.
With hatred in his eyes, Chen Ke looked at the middle-aged man in green robe and said, "You asked me to become your teacher, aren't you afraid that I will take revenge on you?"
"If I were afraid of your revenge, I would kill you directly instead of giving you a choice!" the middle-aged man in green robe said calmly.
Chen Ke knew why the middle-aged man in Qingpao didn't kill him. He had just talked about the top-level fire-attribute spiritual veins several times. Although Chen Ke didn't understand it, he could understand that this top-level fire-attribute spiritual vein was very important to the middle-aged man in Qingpao. , and only Chen Ke has this thing.
"Okay, I'll join your sect."
Chen Ke regained his composure in his heart. He couldn't die, at least not now. Death at this time was just a battle of wills. Saving his life to avenge the middle-aged man in green robe was what he should do.
Bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden, Chen Ke was ready to end the humiliation of the middle-aged man in Qingpao.
"Very good. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You are very smart and suit my taste!" The middle-aged man in green robe smiled, separated a ray of spiritual power from his hand, and penetrated Chen Ke's body.
The next moment, the middle-aged man in green robe stiffened.
"The spiritual veins are blocked!" The middle-aged man in Qingpao couldn't believe it. He pressed his hand on Chen Ke's wrist again, and carefully explored the spiritual energy again.
"Why is this happening? You obviously have a top-notch fire-type spiritual vein, so why is your spiritual vein blocked?" The middle-aged man in green robe had a ruthless look in his eyes, "That's all, it's useless to keep you. I'll send you to see the old man."
"Wait a moment!"
When Chen Ke saw that the middle-aged man in Qingpao wanted to kill him, he immediately shouted.
The spiritual power surged in the hands of the middle-aged man in green robes. Even if Chen Ke was not a practitioner, he could still feel the terrifying aura coming from the hands of the middle-aged man in green robes.
"If you have any last words, just say them all. I will let you die in peace." The middle-aged man in green robe said calmly.
Chen Ke said quickly: "My blocked spiritual veins can return to normal. Trust me, don't kill me yet."
"Boy, are you kidding me?" The middle-aged man in green robe had a mocking look on his face, "If your spiritual veins are blocked and you are unable to practice, unless a practitioner uses the source of your spiritual power to improve you, how many practitioners will give up on themselves? Improve your cultivation! Moreover, every realm and every practice requires a huge source of spiritual power!"
Chen Ke said: "I can really become an immortal master in the realm of Qi refining. Believe me, I will become a practitioner in more than thirty days!"
Chen Ke saw that the murderous intention of the middle-aged man in Qingpao was loosened, and then said: "You also know that it is difficult to find the top fire spiritual veins. If you kill me, it will take time to find it again. And it may not be possible. Found it, why don’t you trust me once!”
The middle-aged man in Qingpao thought about it and felt that what Chen Ke said made sense.
"After more than thirty days, as long as I don't become a practitioner, you can kill me." Chen Ke promised.
"Thirty days?" asked the middle-aged man in green robe.
"Thirty-three days!" Chen Ke counted the time. There were still twenty-four days before he would complete the ninety-nine and eighty-one years. However, he must give himself a little more time.
"Okay, thirty-three days will be thirty-three days. After the thirty-three days, if you are unable to enter Taoism and practice, I will have no choice but to send you to the Netherworld!" The middle-aged man in green robe let go of Chen Ke and let Chen Ke Standing on the clouds at his feet.
Chen Ke stepped on the clouds. This was the first time he stood on such a magical cloud layer. It was like standing on the ground, without any sway, and he was walking on the ground on the clouds!
"Come with me." The middle-aged man in green robe said and turned around to fly southwest.
"I want to bury the old gentleman and fulfill his last wish before leaving with you. I can't bear to see his body eaten by wild beasts in the mountains." Chen Ke said.
"You are still a caring person." A strange look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in green robe, "Is his last wish to kill me?"
"No, he wanted me to give the money he earned to the orphans he adopted."
Chen Ke shook his head, with sadness in his eyes.
When Old Man Han died, he was still thinking about the other people he helped, but he didn't know if those people would worship him on his death anniversary.
"Go ahead."
The middle-aged man in green robe waved his hand, and a cloud carried Chen Ke flying down.
After landing on the ground, Chen Ke immediately ran to Old Man Han, who fell to the ground without any breath.
"Old sir, old sir, you are trying to be a hero, don't you know that being a hero will kill people? You still have a lot of business to do, and you still have your orphans to raise, so why are you arguing with me? "
Chen Ke sat next to Old Han, took out the broken sword from the bamboo basket behind his back, and started digging.
Chen Ke complained while digging the soil, his eyes full of sadness: "You can't be a good person. Don't be a good person in the next life! Think more about protecting your own life. Look at me, this is not a good thing. How can you die? I didn’t learn the Five Thunder Techniques, but you cheated me of a tael of gold!”
"You have been stingy all your life, why don't you be stingy this time? Shouldn't you be the most stingy when it comes to life and death?"
The corners of Chen Ke's eyes were slightly red, and he had dug a deep hole in the ground. Chen Ke was worried that there would be wild beasts digging into the soil, so he continued to dig deeper.
"Don't worry, I will give your money to those people. You can go in peace."
Chen Ke looked at Old Han, who seemed to have a peaceful expression on his face. He closed his eyes and observed a moment of silence.
Chen Ke raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in green robe: "Can you do me a favor?"
"Say!" the green-robed middle-aged man said calmly.
Chen Ke pointed to the big tree not far away and said, "Can you cut out some coffin boards for me? I want to prepare a simple coffin for him."
"Can."
The middle-aged man in Qingpao became very talkative. He pointed his finger at the big tree pointed by Chen Ke. The big tree was immediately slashed by an invisible knife, and the thick trunk in the middle turned into six long boards.
Chen Ke broke another piece with his fist and used it as the front and rear baffles to seal the coffin.
He put Old Man Han's body into a simple coffin, carried it into the dug pit, then threw some of Old Man Han's belongings into it, and finally threw in the one tael of gold he gave to Old Man Han. .
"Remember, you owe me Dharma."
Chen Ke buried the surrounding soil in. The pit was two feet deep. After filling the soil, Chen Ke stepped firmly on the ground.
Picking up the broken sword, Chen Ke carved on the stone next to him: Tomb of Master Han.
"It's over? Where else to go?" The middle-aged man in green robe said slowly.
"There is a ferry outside the mountain. I can go there by myself." Chen Ke said.
The middle-aged man in green robe said: "No need to bother, I will take you there. Go early and come back early, we will go."
Chen Ke had no choice but to let the middle-aged man in Qingpao fly down the mountain with him to Lao Wu's house where Old Man Han lived. A powerful practitioner can fly very fast. Chen Ke felt that the clouds under his feet were like a rushing river, and he soon arrived at Lao Wu's home.
Hundreds of miles away, easily accessible.
Chen Ke got off the cloud and came to Lao Wu's house. When Lao Wu saw Chen Ke coming back alone, he immediately asked with a smile: "Little brother, where is the old immortal master?"
When Chen Ke heard this, he felt sad in his heart. He smiled and said, "Master Han said he would never come again. There are nearly a hundred taels of gold here. Take it."
When Old Wu heard this, his hands trembled slightly. He looked at the gold in Chen Ke's hand, slowly raised his head and asked, "Did he go to enjoy his old age?"
Chen Ke gave a dry smile and nodded: "Yes, he went to enjoy his old age."
"Okay, okay." Old Wu took the gold.
Chen Ke said: "I left too, and I will not come back again."
"Bon voyage." The corners of Lao Wu's eyes turned red, as if he had been blinded by sand.
Chen Ke turned around and walked outside and left here.
Old Wu looked at the gold and nodded stiffly: "Okay, okay, it's good to have a peaceful old age! Haha... Wuwu..."
Lao Wu was unwilling to guess the truth. He believed Chen Ke's lies more than the truth.
Master Han is the greatest good man in the world. He goes to think about his old age, which is what Lao Wu hopes to see.
"Enjoy your old age...good..."
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When Chen Ke walked out of the village, a cloud of mist automatically rose under his feet, carrying him into the sky.
"Let's go." The middle-aged man in green robe said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't take action against these ant-like mortals, so there is no need to be so cautious."
Chen Ke didn't land directly at Old Man Wu's house because he was worried that the middle-aged man in Qingpao would kill Old Man Wu.
"You're too harsh, I'm still worried." Chen Ke said with a smile.
"It's up to you." The middle-aged man in green robe turned the clouds and headed toward the southwest.
Chen Ke suppressed his sadness and asked, "Where are we going?"
"Lingkong Mountain."
The middle-aged man in green robe said calmly.
"Is it your Immortal Sect?" Chen Ke asked.
"Immortal sect?" The middle-aged man in Qingpao was slightly startled after hearing this, and then laughed and said, "It's just a place to live, it can't be considered an immortal sect."
They flew in the sky on clouds and mist, and they flew for who knows how long. It was already late at night when Chen Ke landed on the ground.
