"Does the young master know something?"
Cao An was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, what should I know?"
"Then why are you so repulsive to that old man's conversation? It's not like your style. Although the young master doesn't like to take the initiative to get involved in things, you won't run away when things come." Chang Qing's words made Cao An began to pay attention to this issue. He stopped and carefully recalled what had just happened in his mind.
It seems that just as he said, he instinctively showed a feeling of rejection. The first words he said when he entered the village seemed to give him a psychological hint, and then made the following words The behavior is subconsciously regarded as normal by oneself.
'Why did I reject the conversation with that old man? '
Cao An touched his chin and thought about it. After a long time, he remembered a feeling, which was a kind of rejection in the subconscious. This kind of rejection was not as serious as murderous intention, and it was not completely harmless. It was very slight harm, at least to himself. It's a very slight kind of thing, after traveling around the world for so long.
He has been able to judge the degree of harm to himself from this incident based on his instinctive warning.
'But what slight harm can an ordinary person do to himself? 'Cao An didn't understand. With his current strength of life, the old man couldn't cut a hole in his body even with a sixth-grade treasure weapon in his hand. He had absolute confidence in his own induction.
Especially after the enlightenment of heaven and soul entering the sea of consciousness, this self-confidence became stronger.
Unable to figure it out, Cao An had no intention of continuing to delve deeper into this issue, "Let's go to the Immortal Temple to join them first. I sensed that Gouzi and the others are still up there."
Chang Qing did not continue to ask. He hummed, glanced thoughtfully at the small village at the foot of the mountain behind him, and followed Cao An's footsteps.
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Dahuang has always been able to sense the distance between him and Cao An through the blood contract. After saying hello to Li Douer and Shen Zhong who lived next door through his spiritual mind, he put on a five-hearted posture and began to meditate. He knew very well that if Cao An missed the appointment, something must have been delayed. In the past few years, meditation has become a part of his life.
This is a more advanced enjoyment than sleeping. You can feel the tranquility while sitting quietly and recharge your batteries. Your state for the next day will be more enjoyable than sleeping. And sleeping, for warriors like them, is more like eating. Being accustomed to delicacies from the mountains and seas, I will occasionally miss the life of eating branyan vegetables. It is just an occasional nostalgia.
The night gradually deepened, and among the people and dogs sitting opposite each other, Dahuang opened his eyes first. His eyes that glowed in the dark night looked a little penetrating. Opposite him was Zhang Yunlai, and things about his front and back feet were all one after another. Opening his eyes, looking at the surrounding situation with an alert look on his face, the gravekeeper Zhang Yunlai listened carefully to Bloodline Dahuang.
Two gifted and unusual beings, they looked at each other, sized up their surroundings, and communicated with their spiritual thoughts.
"There's something wrong with this view of agelessness."
"I also feel that something is wrong, something is quite wrong. I have never heard people in the world talk about other rumors about this immortal temple master before. Could it be that with this immortal temple master here, what else could happen here?" Zhang Yunlai Frowning, the sword fell into his hand at some point.
Old Huang sniffed the air and suddenly stopped all movements, "No, those two followers of the master."
One dog and one person rushed out of the room, pushed the door open, and a wisp of fire suddenly appeared, lighting up the lights in the room. In the light yellow halo, both of them fell asleep, even the one meditating on the ground, sleeping. It was a bit too heavy. This was not something a normal martial artist should be alert to. The two of them stepped forward to investigate, and at exactly this time, both Li Douer and Shen Zhong woke up.
Instinctively, the two of them suddenly moved, their auras rising around their bodies, and they were about to fight back, but found that the attackers were none other than Zhang Yunlai and the big dog.
"What, what's wrong?" Li Dou'er, whose nerves suddenly relaxed, rubbed his still groggy eyes and looked at the two guys in front of him.
"Stop sleeping, this view of agelessness is abnormal, and why did you sleep so soundly just now? We burst into the door and made such a big noise, but you didn't wake up?" Zhang Yunlai doesn't know anyone well, so it's not good. When he opened his mouth to speak, Dahuang was the first to follow Cao An. This was the most appropriate question for him to ask.
"Maybe it's because I'm too tired from traveling through mountains and rivers during this period, and the quilt here is too comfortable. I slept a little too hard. Brother Shen, are you asleep too? Aren't you meditating? I remember you were wearing a futon. Sitting cross-legged over there." Li Douer turned his gaze to Shen Sheng and asked with some doubts.
It was understandable that he felt that he was too sleepy, but how could Brother Shen, such a careful person, also fall asleep?
He was a little hesitant. He also noticed something was wrong. He couldn't explain the fact that he suddenly fell asleep like an ordinary person. He felt his own power in surprise and found nothing unusual. He checked around again.
"You don't have to look at it. You can't see anything unusual. Lao Dao and I have just looked at it. Can you, a martial artist, see it more clearly than us?"
Shen Shen didn't answer, but really stopped to look around. Then the lights turned on, and a few people sat at the table. They didn't say much to each other, as if they had agreed, and no one did anything else. Waiting for daybreak outside, perhaps out of some kind of vigilance, about half an hour later, Lao Gou and Zhang Yunlai walked out of the room.
They walked all the way through the two-layered palace of the Immortal Temple. The gate was still open. They walked out of the gate and came to the mountain path in front of the stone steps. When they looked down, the small village at the foot of the mountain was already silent. A ray of light, after all, it was already late at night, and people in the village generally went to bed earlier.
Of course, you also get up early, because when others get up at sunrise and open their windows to admire the rising sun, they may have already eaten breakfast, packed up and prepared to work in the fields. Those who are earlier may have already arrived at their own fields. Inside.
Zhang Yunlai squeezed the Seal Jue with his hand and moved his five fingers together to form a barrier around him.
"So far, we still haven't found the real problem. Before meeting the Lord, we should not enter the Temple of Immortality for the time being. Just wait here. If there is no problem with Master Gou's induction, the Lord will be fine. Tomorrow You can get here, and then tell him about the matter before making plans." Zhang Yunlai said in a deep voice.
The current environment, for some reason, always gave him an uncomfortable feeling. He didn't like this feeling. If he hadn't considered that Cao An would arrive tomorrow, he would have even wanted to leave here. He was used to fighting alone in the past. If you can't fight, just run away, without any psychological burden at all...
