The next morning, he left the temple with two jars of wine and some side dishes cooked by Brother Wunu, climbed over Jinding Mountain, and arrived at the place where Shaoyang was.

"Donor Shao." He shouted several times towards the empty place.

After a while, a green-black mist evaporated from the ground, and a man emerged from the mist. He was ten feet tall, wearing armor, with a green face and blue eyes. He looked a bit scary.

"Little monk?"

"I'm here to buy you a drink." Wu Sheng shook the wine jar in his hand.

"Okay!" Shaoyang said with a smile.

"I'm really sorry. I had something important to do a few days ago, so I couldn't come in time."

"No problem, just come today." Shaoyang is also a heroic person.

With a wave of his hand, a few streaks of black mist were like knives, cutting out several stone tables and several stone benches from the rocks on the side, making them smooth and smooth.

Wu Sheng placed the wine jar and food on the table. Shaoyang didn't show any pretense, took a jar of wine, patted the seal off the yellow mud, and took a big gulp.

"Good wine, good wine!" he praised.

"The wine is brewed by the master in the temple. This is a side dish cooked by my senior brother. Donor Shao also tried it."

"Well, not bad, not bad." Shaoyang said after taking a few bites.

"What does Donor Shao eat here on weekdays?"

"The essence of the mountains, occasionally kill some wild animals to eat meat."

"Donor Shao plans to stay here for a long time?"

"Yes, this place is very suitable for me. I have traveled all over the world and searched for such a treasure for a long time, but I have never found such a treasure." Shao Yang looked around and pointed to the place where he just came out. "It will help me practice here."

Wu Sheng didn't say anything after hearing this, but picked up the wine jar and took a sip of wine. What he was worried about happened.

"Little monk, you don't have to worry. Although I am not a righteous man, I am not a heretic or a sinister villain. You practice Buddhism in the temple and I practice in the mountains. We don't interfere with each other. I welcome you to come to me at any time.

Drink and chat.”

"Okay, it's a deal"

"It's a deal."

The two of them raised the wine jar and touched it, drinking water like a cow.

Wu Sheng then asked Shaoyang about some things in the spiritual world. He usually only stayed in the mountains, and the farthest he went was to Kuaiji, which was hundreds of miles away. Moreover, he went there in a hurry and came back in a hurry. He didn't know much about the things outside.

There are few, especially in the field of spiritual practice. But this Shao Yang, who has traveled extensively, has seen a lot and knows a lot, and he can talk about things in the outside world of spiritual practice.

Emei, monk in Kunlun, astrologer in Guantian Pavilion.

There are dragons and snakes from all over the world, and the great demon on Mount Buxian.

The noble Taoist priest in the Temple of Immortality and the seductive ghost in the underworld.

Demons, monsters, ghosts,

Wu Sheng was very fascinated by what he heard. The stories and legends told by Shao Yang were constantly intertwined in his mind, forming a picture. In this picture, there were monks flying into the sky with swords, and people eating food.

There are demons that enchant people's souls, and there are dragons that can call the wind and rain, but most of them are ordinary people, who rise at sunrise and rest at sunset.

The emperor is sitting high in the court, but it is a pity that the people only want immortality. If there is a foolish king above and sycophants below, the world will naturally be in chaos, and it will become more and more chaotic, and the people's lives will become more and more miserable.

As he was talking, a bright moon had risen in the sky before he knew it.

What we talked about was knowledge, experience, and feelings, and Wu Sheng benefited a lot.

"Donor Shao, I respect you. I have learned a lot from what you have to say, thank you." Wu Sheng raised the wine jar and drank heavily.

"Over the years, there are really not many people who can sit down and chat with me. In the eyes of most people, my practice is evil and should be eradicated." Shao Yang took a sip of wine and said.

"Has Benefactor Shao ever killed innocent people indiscriminately, or harmed loyal people?"

"I have killed people, but I don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Loyal and kind people are rare in this world. If I do meet them, I would like to make friends with them, but I don't know if they will recognize someone like me."

Shaoyang smiled.

Wu Sheng smiled after hearing this, and while chatting in Chinese, he realized that the person in front of him could be regarded as a sweetheart. Although he was not a gentleman, he was definitely not a villain. In Wu Sheng's eyes, he was the type of person he could make friends with.

Although the moon was shining in the sky and it was getting late, the two of them became happier and happier as they chatted.

"There is a dragon in the Black Dragon Pond. He has been cultivating it for at least five hundred years. Shao Shi should pay attention to it." Wu Sheng accidentally mentioned the dragon in the Black Dragon Pond.

"Oh, you have to be careful. After hundreds of years of practice, you are only a hair away from being a human being."

"Donor Shao, have you ever seen a human immortal?"

"I have seen it. It was also night that day. The human immortal was chasing a Yaksha. I was just looking from a distance. At that time, my cultivation period was still short. I was only in the Xuan Dynasty. I had not reached the towering sky. I could feel it when I looked at it from a distance.

There was a mountain-like pressure, and my mind was about to collapse." Speaking of this experience, Shaoyang still had lingering fears.

Immortal?

Wu Sheng raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky.

It's so far away from me!

It wasn't until the horizon turned white that Wu Sheng packed up his things and returned to Lanruo Temple. What he gained that night was not only the knowledge and experience that Shao Yang talked about, but also a good relationship, at least judging from the current attitude of the other party.

Be friendly.

In the early morning, when the sun rises, Wu Sheng begins his daily practice.

After finishing, he held the piece of stuff he got from Kuaiji's Temple of Immortality outside the main hall. It looked like a seal but not a seal, and looked like a mirror but not a mirror. The color was almost golden, but it was thicker.

Wu Sheng took it in his hand and looked it over, then found a stone and smashed it, trying to remove the rust-like debris on the outside. The stone smashed into pieces, but the rust stains on it were not removed at all.

"what exactly is it?"

Wu Sheng tried to put the mana into his palm, and then poured it into the period. The object in his hand flashed with light, and he saw that the mana in his hand was sucked in at once.

Wu Sheng was startled when he saw this. He looked carefully and saw that the object in his hand was no longer moving. Then he continued to pour mana into it, but it was like mud flowing into the sea. It absorbed as much as he poured into it, like a bottomless pit.

This is not okay!

Just when Wu Sheng was about to stop, the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky fell on the relatively flat side of the object. The originally rusty surface lit up and looked foggy.

Wu Sheng tried to pour mana into it again. Suddenly, the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be attracted and gathered in this direction. A small part fell on Wu Sheng's body, and most of it was sucked into this object.

Magical weapon, treasure?

He had doubts at first, but now Wu Sheng was sure that the thing in his hand was definitely a treasure. As for what it was, how to use it, and how to refine it, he had no idea.

He thought for a moment, then went to ask his master, and the result was as he thought. He asked Yu Blind, and then he went to ask the abbot's uncle, who looked much better.
Chapter completed!