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#166 - Lord Kurumu!
“This…”
Shaluo Sheng’s forehead showed a hint of sweat. Although he knew that True Person Heling had already禁锢this space, he still subconsciously looked around with a guilty conscience before whispering:
“Martial Uncle Li said that within the Scarlet Dragon Immortal Palace lies the Scarlet Dragon Taoist’s treasure, the Flame Dragon Jade Seal. This item would greatly benefit him in understanding the Pure Yang Great Dao and attaining the Yin God Dao Fruit, so he intends to enter the Scarlet Dragon Immortal Palace this time to retrieve it.”
“Truly a toad yawning, what a big breath!”
True Person Heling sneered upon hearing this:
“What kind of treasure is the Flame Dragon Jade Seal? Over these thousands of years, countless predecessors have entered the Scarlet Dragon Immortal Palace in search of it, but all returned empty-handed. Among them were many Yin Gods and even Yang God great powers. What ability does Li Changsheng possess that those predecessors could not achieve, yet he can?”
Shaluo Sheng gave an embarrassed smile, not daring to comment further.
On Medicine King Mountain, besides the two Supreme Elders who were high above, the remaining Sect Master and the nine Elders were the mainstays of the mountain gate.
Moreover, any cultivator who had formed a Golden Core, especially those with a superior-grade Core, held a status equivalent to an Elder.
As for True Inheritor disciples, their status was also equivalent to half an Elder.
Li Changsheng had formed a superior-grade Core, and it was even the top grade among superior grades, a seed of the nascent soul, with hopes of proving the Dao to become a nascent soul true immortal. His future was boundless, and his status was even slightly higher than that of Elders like True Person Heling.
True Person Heling could speak about or evaluate Li Changsheng, but he was merely an inner sect disciple and naturally dared not say much.
Although Li Changsheng was of the same generation as him, and even younger, Li Changsheng's formation of a first-grade Golden Core naturally made his status incomparable.
“So, Li Changsheng has also come…”
Gu Yuan glanced at the distant pavilion, also secretly surprised.
He was naturally familiar with the name “Li Changsheng.” During this period, he had heard it so much that he almost grew calluses on his ears.
This person was the Qilin son of the Li family, a millennium-old family in Qinzhou, possessing a Pure Yang Dao Body. He was born with heavenly signs and was directly accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Elder of Medicine King Mountain. Now, he had even formed a first-grade Golden Core.
Moreover, he was also the leader pushed forward by the aristocratic family faction, suppressing many disciples of the sect lineage to the point where they could hardly breathe.
And it seemed that his master was quite dissatisfied with Li Changsheng, and there seemed to be some conflicts between them.
“Since he has such thoughts, I naturally won’t stop him. I want to see if he can achieve his wish by then!”
Seeing that Shaluo Sheng dared not speak, True Person Heling coldly snorted with some dissatisfaction and waved his hand for him to retreat.
“Alright, you may leave.”
“Yes, Martial Uncle.”
Shaluo Sheng bowed again, then nodded to Gu Yuan,
“Martial Brother Gu, farewell…”
“Martial Brother Sha, take care.”
Gu Yuan quickly said.
Shaluo Sheng said nothing more and turned to leave.
Gu Yuan watched the other party leave, then withdrew his gaze and looked at True Person Heling: “Master, can I trust this Martial Brother Sha?”
True Person Heling naturally understood his meaning, only saying: “This Martial Brother Sha of yours is the disciple of one of my junior brothers. Although he is a member of the sect lineage, he is still quite close to me, but precisely because of this, you need to be more careful.”
“Disciple understands.”
Gu Yuan nodded knowingly.
His current potential enemies were not only the aristocratic family faction, but even the people of the sect lineage could not be trusted.
As for the reason, it was very simple… interests. When these two words were involved, even blood relatives, even siblings, could turn against each other, let alone mere fellow disciples?
True Person Heling continued:
“Within Medicine King Mountain, not to mention Shaluo Sheng, do not trust anyone, even your master. A cultivator's life is only in their own hands! After all, there are countless methods in this world. This face of mine, and my identity, can be impersonated. Even I myself may be refined into a natal demon. The only one you can trust is yourself.”
Seeing that Gu Yuan had taken these words to heart, True Person Heling did not continue, waving his sleeve and saying: “Alright, follow me.”
Saying that, True Person Heling walked forward first.
Gu Yuan did not ask what they were going to do, obediently following behind True Person Heling.
Before long, the two arrived at a small courtyard in the mountains.
This small courtyard was located in front of a bamboo forest on a small mountain, built with bamboo and wood, with a cool breeze and elegant scenery.
In the courtyard, an old man with a thin figure, skin like black iron, and gray hair was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest, motionless.
Looking at the thin old man, Gu Yuan was somewhat surprised because he could not detect any vitality in this old man.
Any living person, even a cultivator, would have vitality.
Only a dead person would not have even a trace of vitality.
However, the thin old man in front of him, his chest rising and falling slightly, was clearly a living person.
Gu Yuan simply abandoned all kinds of distracting thoughts and only used his Sword Heart talent to sense, and then he “saw” a big tree.
This tree reached the sky and the earth, its trunk like a pillar supporting the sky, its branches spreading hundreds of miles around, like a writhing dragon, its bark black, hard, mottled, full of the traces of wind and rain, revealing an ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Anyone who saw this tree would marvel at it.
However, the only flaw was that this tree was withered, its branches bare, lonely, all branches of varying thicknesses, with not a single leaf on them.
It gave Gu Yuan a dry and dead feeling, as if it had been withered for who knows how many years.
In the next moment, Gu Yuan's eyes blurred, and the towering giant tree disappeared.
Appearing in front of Gu Yuan was still the thin old man from just now.
He was now very clear that the old man in front of him was clearly a powerhouse with heaven-reaching cultivation.
“Heling greets Senior Uncle Withered Wood!”
True Person Heling came in front of the thin old man and bowed to him.
“Disciple Gu Yuan greets Grandmaster!”
Gu Yuan quickly followed suit.
To be called Senior Uncle by True Person Heling, the thin old man in front of him was likely a Yin God giant.
The Withered Wood True Monarch slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dim, even slightly deep and turbid, like an old man in the secular world, showing no trace of power.
However, Gu Yuan always felt that this old man's eyes had a different flavor, as if there was a trace of vitality hidden in the deathly silence.
“Is it Little He…”
True Monarch Withered Wood's eyeballs moved slightly, and he slowly said: “Didn’t you go down the mountain? Why did you return to the mountain so quickly?”
His voice was hoarse and low, as if two pieces of wood were rubbing against each other.
Noticing Gu Yuan's strange gaze, True Person Heling rarely felt a little embarrassed, saying: “Senior Uncle, we are now on the Sky Dragon Boat, have you forgotten that you also went down the mountain?”
“That’s right.”
A trace of clarity appeared in True Monarch Withered Wood's turbid old eyes, and then he sighed: “Alas, when a person gets old, they become more and more useless, and they can’t even remember some things.”