Chapter 180

Lin Qingzhi, who was enjoying himself, was holding a glass of home-brewed red wine in his hand, taking a sip from time to time. The hot springs were hazy with smoke.

Surrounded by white gas, there are also stars and points of light emerging.

Like many fireflies floating above the hot springs.

The night is like ink, gently covering Linjiang Village. On the winding river beside the village, the waves and moonlight interweave, paving a quiet silver belt.

In this quiet night, on an official road that has been tempered by time, a figure slowly emerged, as if coming from the depths of the night.

The man's clothes were shabby, swaying gently in the wind, and he was holding a bamboo that had been polished as smooth as jade by the years, as if it was his only support in the vast night.

His steps were unsteady and he staggered from time to time, revealing that his body was suffering from some unknown burden or pain.

With persistence step by step, he gradually approached the outline of Linjiang Village. The mottled village gate loomed in the night, like an old friend waiting for his return.

He stopped and looked up at this familiar yet unfamiliar land, his eyes flashing with complex and indistinguishable emotions.

In the end, he chose a weathered boulder at the entrance of the village as a resting place. He approached silently and slowly sat cross-legged, hiding his tired body under the protection of the stone.

With his back pressed against a heavy boulder, the lonely figure slowly raised his head, looking through the night and fixed on the vicissitudes of the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

The moonlight was like water, falling gently, outlining the outline of his face. It was a face full of traces of time, with dust and wrinkles intertwined, and the half-white hair was messy in the breeze, making him look even more downcast.

"Hehehehe..." A burst of dry laughter overflowed from the dry lips, and with the laughter, a set of jagged yellow teeth was exposed.

"Old guy, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?"

Before he finished speaking, another figure staggered out of the shadows at the entrance of the village, holding a brightly polished walking stick in his hand. There was a hint of reproach and confusion in his tone, pointing directly at the old man standing against the stone.

Hehehe... I thought that you, an old man, had long been turned into a pile of loess, but I never thought that you were still alive and well. "

The visitor was still leaning on the big stone, but he slowly raised his head, cast his eyes leisurely at the old uncle in front of him, and slowly said these words.

And this old man who walked out of the village was the uncle everyone called him.

"Look at how strong your bones are. How dare I say death so easily? No matter what, I have to catch up with you before I can feel at ease." The visitor grinned, his yellow teeth shining in the sun.

After saying this, he changed the topic and said directly to the old uncle: "Tell me, why are you here this time..."

The old uncle seemed to have a bit of impatience in his eyes. He didn't want to deal with the visitor too much, so he asked directly.

"The seal is about to break. Those old immortals say that the catastrophe may be coming first."

When talking about this matter, the man's face instantly became as solemn as iron, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he locked his eyes tightly on the old uncle, with an undeniable heaviness in his tone.

"seal……"

When the old uncle heard this, his expression also changed suddenly, as if he was enveloped by an invisible pressure, and his face became extremely serious.

"Something's wrong, your cultivation level..."

Suddenly, a trace of unbelievable panic flashed in the visitor's eyes. He stared at the old uncle in astonishment, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

The two were once partners in the same realm of cultivation, but now, the old uncle's cultivation has quietly surpassed his, as if overnight, a chasm had opened between them.

What’s even more puzzling is that with their unique qualifications, such a gap should not have opened so easily...

But at this moment...

The visitor's eyes were fixed on the old uncle, and his face was covered with a cloud of suspicion.

In his mind, except for those heretics, it is absolutely impossible for his old friend to make any further progress based on his former talent and cultivation.

Could it be that this old friend of mine who had known each other for many years had really stepped into that forbidden area and used those shady methods?

This thought was like a boulder pressing on the heart of this old man who looked like an old beggar, making his heart turbulent and difficult to calm down.

He slowly clenched his fists covered with traces of time, as if gathering all his courage and determination.

Then, the old man slowly stood up straight with an almost staggering but determined pace.

"Why, you're surprised!"

There was a bit of pride in the old uncle's words, and even his back straightened unconsciously.

Surprised indeed! Lin Mo, Lin Mo, why do you insist on touching that heretical taboo? Aren't you afraid that the people from the cultivation world will attack you, leaving you nowhere to hide? "

The old man's words were full of sorrow and sorrow, and he was very unwilling to see his old friend fall so low.

"What are you talking about, you old man?" The old uncle looked confused, his eyes full of confusion, as if he had heard a fantasy.

When the visitor saw this, his expression became more solemn, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Could it be that this old friend of mine has really never set foot in the evil path?

"Hey, you old guy, do you really think that I will be addicted to those magic skills and destroy my future?" Suddenly, the old uncle seemed to have thought of something, and looked at his old friend opposite and said with some annoyance.

"Have you really not practiced those forbidden skills..."

He looked at his old uncle with some hesitation in his eyes, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his words.

"Hmph, what do you know, old man? You are just a frog in a well..."

The old uncle smiled helplessly, his words full of teasing.

"We have known each other for many years, and you are suspicious. If I hadn't seen that you were dying, I would really like to teach you a lesson and let you know what "respect" means."

"If you hadn't used the forbidden technique, how could you have entered the realm of Guixu and achieved something extraordinary?"

The visitor's tone was full of disbelief, as if he had witnessed something impossible.

"Tsk! You, old chicken head, I'm afraid you have lived in the mountains for a long time and have a short vision!" The old uncle's eyes were slightly slanted, with a touch of undisguised contempt, looking at the visitor who had just arrived.

Old Chicken Head, whose original name is unknown, but its body is a black chicken.

Yes, this guy is a monster.

In the past, it was just a livestock raised by a hidden master. By chance, it stole the fortune of heaven and earth from somewhere and embarked on the path of cultivation.

After a struggle and transformation, it broke free from the shackles of its old master and escaped from the valley that once bound it. Since then, it has been free to fly freely, and has built its current cultivation and realm step by step.

Hearing the old uncle's decisive words, the old chicken head trembled violently, his excitement was beyond words, and his eyes flashed with an urgent light.

"Old buddy, with our many years of friendship, you won't hide anything from me, right?" The old chicken head stared at the old uncle, with a bit of urgency and expectation in his tone.

The old uncle nodded slowly, his expression solemn: "I can share with you, but you must promise me a few things first."

"Tell me quickly, as long as it can make me go further on this road, let alone a few things, even if it's ten or a hundred things, I will not refuse!"

The old chicken head almost blurted out, his heart was like a raging fire, eager to know the secret of the breakthrough.

At this moment, the old chicken head was full of desire and anxiety, as if he could touch the dream breakthrough opportunity in the next second.

"The first thing is to take out your treasured tea can!" The old uncle's words were a bit playful, and his eyes flashed with cunning light.

"I knew that you, the old fox, still had my can of precious tea in mind..."

When the old chicken head heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a touch of pain appeared on his face, as if he had given up his beloved.

However, despite his reluctance, he still trembled and took out a delicate little jar from his arms, and with some reluctance, he gently threw it to the old uncle as if handing over a family heirloom.

The old uncle caught the tea jar steadily, a satisfied smile bloomed on his face, and then slowly said:

"The second thing is that I hope you can show your talents in this village and teach those children who are eager for knowledge."

Hearing this, the old chicken head was slightly stunned, then nodded, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes:

"Well, now I am alone and have nowhere to go. Staying here is also a good choice. I can have a place to live and do my part for the children in the village. Why not?"

The old chicken head said to the old uncle very straightforwardly.