"Yes, since you are an immortal cultivator, you should know something about it."
"Five hundred years ago, a demon cultivator from another world came to this world."
"And triggered a bloody storm in my little spiritual cultivator's seclusion in the world."
"In the end, all the major sects of my immortal cultivators joined forces to trap and kill the demon cultivators at the foot of Kunlun Mountain."
"But this calamity caused the death of countless top-level monks in my little spirit world."
"Many mysterious skills and powerful magic weapons and instruments have disappeared since then."
"My little spiritual cultivator is hiding in the world and suffered heavy losses."
"After this incident, in order to revive the sect"
"All major sects have sent high-level monks into the world to look for the ruins of magic battles or the caves where magic cultivators healed their wounds."
"I hope to find those cultivation techniques and powerful magic weapons that were lost in the disaster."
"I, the great elder of the Jingling Sect, am one of them."
The old lama paused here.
"You also know that our cultivation of immortality in the hidden world is different from the mortal world, and there is no clear law."
"What matters is the self-discipline of the sect, the strongest is supreme, and everything is respected by force."
"If someone really discovers that the spiritual material is strange, it will definitely lead to competition from all parties. It is very common to kill people and seize the treasure."
"This nine-spirit bone ring in our sect is not something against heaven."
"But as long as there is a spiritual energy fluctuation within a ten-mile radius, it will glow as a warning."
"The reason why the great elder of our sect took away this ring was because he wanted to use this ring to find treasures."
"Now that this ring falls into your hands, it means that the great elder of our sect must have died long ago."
"So that's how it is."
When Huang Ming heard this, not only did he not feel worried that the world of immortality was in chaos, but he was overjoyed.
He didn't expect that the bracelet Xiao Hua picked up had such an origin.
The most important thing is that he met a real immortal cultivator just after he opened his spiritual roots.
Could this be another opportunity?
Just as he was thinking about it, the old lama looked at the bracelet and then looked up at Huang Ming.
"It doesn't matter, since you can get the treasure that has been missing for many years."
"It just happened to be delivered to the old monk. It can be regarded as a predestined relationship with my Buddhist sect."
"Let's see, this nine-spirit bone ring is the treasure of our Buddhist sect, and the old monk must take it back."
"But in return, the old monk can exchange an item with you. Tell me, what do you want?".
"exchange?".
Huang Ming touched his chin.
I thought to myself, it seems that meeting this old lama is really an opportunity.
Now that Xiao Hua and I have opened our spiritual roots, we will definitely cultivate immortality in the future.
I do have a copy of "Prison Suppressing King Ming Jue", but Xiao Hua doesn't seem to have the technique yet.
Why don't you ask for a copy for him and treat it as a favor in return for the bracelet?
Thinking of this, Huang Ming had an idea.
"Master, since the bracelet is the treasure of your Buddhist sect, I am willing to return it."
"How about you give me a training method, preferably one for beginners."
"The other thing is that I have just started, and I don't know much about cultivating immortals and hiding in the world. I hope the master can give me some advice."
"You've just started? How is that possible?"
"Old monk, I see that you are already at the sixth level of Qi refining stage, although you are a little lower based on your age."
"But at least you've passed the entry-level period, so what's the use of this elementary skill?"
The old lama was stunned for a moment. He didn't know that Huang Ming had just opened his spiritual root the day after tomorrow.
"This? Well, the child is not as long as the mother, so don't ask."
"Anyway, I want a basic skill."
"In addition, please tell me some common sense about cultivation, or the basic situation of cultivating immortals and hiding in the world."
Huang Ming didn't want to explain, and he couldn't explain it. He could only insist on his own conditions.
"Well, that's fine. Since you insist, the old monk will satisfy you."
The old lama was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions.
After all, what Huang Ming wanted was not valuable, so he took out two white jade plaques from his arms.
"One of these two jade slips is the "Qi Refining Heart Technique" that is required for entry-level disciples of this sect."
"The other one is the common sense of cultivating immortals that all beginner disciples must know. Since you insist, I will give you one copy."
After speaking, the old lama handed the two jade slips to Huang Ming.
"Okay, thank you, thank you, master."
Huang Ming took the jade slip and thanked him repeatedly, and then planned to leave.
But when he walked to the entrance of the small hall, Huang Ming remembered something and turned around to ask again.
"Master, have you ever heard of Miyun Sect?".
"Miyun Sect?"
"Miyun Sect was originally a great sect of cultivating immortals in the early days of our Buddhism. At that time, there were many talented people and they were powerful in the world."
"However, it was this sect that introduced demon cultivators from other worlds into this world five hundred years ago, which led to a bloody storm in this world."
"Therefore, the Miyun Sect was wiped out by the Right Way as early as five hundred years ago."
"Why did you suddenly mention this?".
The old lama frowned, suddenly wary.
"Oh, I heard someone mention it accidentally, so I just asked casually."
Seeing that the old lama looked wrong, Huang Ming quickly stopped.
"Just asking? Well, that's fine, then you can go."
The old lama was thinking about the Nine Spirit Bone Ring and did not ask any further questions.
Huang Ming didn't dare to stay any longer. A few minutes later, he returned to the planned visiting route.
The rest of the night was uneventful.
Early the next morning, everyone left Sunlight City and drove into the legendary most beautiful Qinghai-Tibet Line.
The beauty of the Qinghai-Tibet Line is indeed well-deserved.
Looking forward, the straight road reaches the clouds; looking back, the straight road reaches the clouds.
Looking to the left, the green grassland is endless; looking to the right, the stretching snow-capped mountains are shining with golden light.
Looking up at the clear blue sky with low white clouds, looking down at the cute pika and rabbit.
It can be said to be an infinite scenery and extremely comfortable.
The vast and winding Kunlun Snow Mountains, the vast plateau meadows, the sunshine is bright, the sky is high and the clouds are low.
People can't help but have a profound feeling of shock and heart-shaking.
"Car No. 1, Car No. 1, have you seen Tibetan antelopes? There seem to be a few on the grass on the left."
The voice of Lao Su in Shen Hu's car came from Yang Xukuan's intercom.
"It seems not, it seems not. It is said that the buttocks of Tibetan antelopes are white. These few are probably white-lipped deers."
"But I can't see clearly, I can't see clearly."
Yang Xukuan also answered using the intercom.
"Why don't we drive the car to the grass and take a look?"
"After all, we have arrived in Hoh Xil. It would be a pity not to see the Tibetan antelope. It is a pity."
Lao Su continued the conversation.
"There is a dirt road ahead, but I'm not sure if I can drive on it. I'm not sure."
Yang Xukuan replied.
The Qinghai-Tibet Highway was built through the grassland.
The road surface is higher than the grassland, with roadbeds on both sides, and there are no forks except in specific places.
But not far ahead, there is a branch road that leads to the grassland.
"Brothers, if there is a road, you should be able to go down."
"I see there seems to be a small lake on the right. Those wild animals should go there to drink water."
"We just can get up close and personal."
"This is a rare opportunity, everyone, you'd better drive down and take a look."
Shen Hu's voice came from the intercom.
After asking Huang Ming and Xiao Hua who were in the same car, Yang Xukuan informed Shen Hu via the walkie-talkie.
"Agree, agree, we enter from the dirt road in front, enter from the dirt road in front, finished."
So Huang Ming and Shen Hu really drove the two cars along the dirt road to the small lake in the grassland.
