"That's right. These two are my friends. They went to sea to look for people four years ago. There is no news yet. I have been asking about them, but there is no result. I heard that the senior had seen one of them, so I came to find the senior. I hope he will inform you in detail." As he said that, Wu Yan used magic to shoot out the portraits of Old Man Liu and Ning Ning.

Looking at the portrait Wu Yan cast, the Nascent Soul-stage monk sitting on it said, "Yes, I have indeed seen this old monk. It was four years ago. My friend and I went out to sea to hunt monsters. The monsters were moving strangely. We met this old man on the way back. This man was with seven or eight monks at that time. There was no woman you mentioned, nor was there a masked monk. Because these people were all Jindan-stage monks, we were very surprised. Jindan-stage monks formed a team to the territory where our Nascent Soul-stage monks hunted monsters. These people were really brave, so I had a deep impression of this matter."[]

"Then have you seen them later?" Wu Yan asked;

"No more, there were many high-level monsters in the sea at that time. We returned for safety. Although these Jindan-stage cultivators also walked back, they looked not very good-looking, and the distance was long. I guess they might have fallen when they came back from such a far place and encountered a beast tide. I knew so much."

Wu Yan did not expect that after searching for several years, he got such news. No wonder he went to sea without asking about Ning Ning and Old Man Liu. It turned out that they had entered the area where the Nascent Soul cultivator was active. When asked about Lingjiu again, Wu Yan said that it was from a storage bag of a fallen monk. He had no more, and the Nascent Soul cultivator did not ask.

Wu Yan, who was a little disappointed, said goodbye and walked out. Kang Zi'an also walked out and quickly comforted Wu Yan and asked Wu Yan to think more. It is very normal for the death of immortal cultivators. No one can guarantee that everyone's road to immortal cultivation is safe.

Knowing that Kang Zi'an was right, but for Wu Yan, the woman he was attracted to for the first time, was lost like this, and he felt extremely painful in his heart. With the sadness in his heart, Wu Yan returned to Ning Ning's cave. Now Wu Yan had no trace of concern. Wu Yan was about to go into seclusion and strive for his cultivation with all his strength.

After learning that Ning Ning might have died, the two maids wanted to leave the cave and go to Dongfang City. After all, life in the cave was too boring. Wu Yan agreed to leave and started practicing alone in the cave.

Twenty years passed in a flash. In addition to occasionally going out to purchase something, Wu Yan practiced in the fairy beads for the rest of his time. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds to the late stage of the Golden Pill. However, when he went out a few times, Wu Yan also knew that this beast tide was more fierce than the past. He heard that many cultivators had fallen. It is said that there are more powerful beast tides. The major super families in the Qingfeng Continent have formulated alliance agreements, requiring other families and sects and sabbaticals to unite to resist the attacks of larger beast tides.

After Wu Yan's cultivation reached the late stage, he consolidated his cultivation and Wu Yan stopped practicing. If he wanted to continue practicing, Wu Yan had to find a few better magic weapons to resist the heavenly tribulation. At the same time, Wu Yan's fourth level of the body culprit has been completed. Wu Yan estimated that his physical strength can now be comparable to the physical strength of a level 5 monster. However, the spiritual medicine required in the fifth level of the body culprit is really too high, and there are also a lot of them. Wu Yan decided not to practice it first to see if he can find a better body refining technique in the future.

When his cultivation reached the late stage of the Golden Pill, Wu Yan did not need to go into seclusion to continue practicing, so Wu Yan decided to go around and look for the fate of immortals to see if he could obtain better skills or magic. Especially when he went to the central part of the Qingfeng Continent, Wu Yan was still very interested in the martial arts that could clearly understand the purpose. If he could get the seeds of Longyan, he could cultivate a pair of extraordinary eyes that could see through other people's cultivation, disguise, and invisibility.

After leaving the cave, Wu Yan went to Dongfang City again. Old Man Liu's shop had long become someone else's shop, but Dongfang City was still the same bustling, and the gambling stadium was still crowded and bustling.

In the late stage of the Jindan period, Qingfeng Continent is already considered a medium-sized cultivation, and most people will not provoke it unless they are provoked by other cultivators with high cultivation. Wu Yan has been out for more than a year, and after more than a year, the most Wu Yan heard was the news of a battle with monsters in the sea.

On that day, Wu Yan finally came to Guangning City and inquired about the news about Wuliang Sect. Wu Yan learned that Wuliang Sect is a branch of the Buddha Sect. There are not many people practicing. Wuliang Sect is not big, and there are only less than a thousand disciples. The elder with the highest cultivation level is said to have the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and at the same time he also practices the Vajra Cover, a unique body refining technique of Buddhism. Therefore, although the number of people in Wuliang Sect is not large, its strength is not bad. Ordinary cultivators dare not provoke the monks of Wuliang Sect.

The Buddha Sect is a sect that promotes good and punishes evil. There are no gods who really worship. They usually declare that good and evil are different. There are many disciples in the mortal world, and practicing Buddha skills is also a way to cultivate immortals. It is said that after practicing high-level cultivation, it is very effective against magic skills or heavy yin energy.

There are only two spiritual tree Wuliang Sect that produces longans. All the longans produced are used by disciples within the Wuliang Sect to practice martial arts. It is said that it is not very enough, so basically the longans did not fall outside.

After finding out this news, Wu Yan still stayed in Guangning City. Wu Yan wanted to see if there was a chance to obtain a longan. As long as there was a longan and obtained the seeds inside, he could plant and survive and obtain the longan.

Because he had no monk he knew, Wu Yan thought of going to take a look at Guangning Temple in Wuliang Sect. On this day, Wu Yan hid his cultivation until the late stage of foundation building, and Wu Yan walked towards Guangning Temple. Although Guangning City is an immortal city, there are many mortals, and Guangning Temple is even more lively.

As he slowly walked into Guangning Temple, Wu Yan looked around. The entire temple was made of glazed tiles, red walls, and wooden buildings with single eaves and corners. The temple was unique and rigorous, simple and elegant. The area of ​​Guangning Temple is still very large, and a small part of it is specially designed for pilgrims to worship and receive donated gifts. The disciples of Guangning Temple who received pilgrims were all ordinary disciples. Wu Yan only found two monks with Qi cultivation. However, the doors in other places were closed and outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering.

After donating some incense money, Wu Yan casually walked to the front of the Sutra Pavilion. There were fewer pilgrims in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and there were only a few. There were two young monks of seven or eight years old playing on the ground not far away. When Wu Yan was about to walk through the Sutra Pavilion, an old monk shouted from the main hall of the Sutra Pavilion: "Qingyuan, Qingxin, come up and practice calligraphy."

"Master, no one knows the kind of words you teach, so we still have to learn them?" a little Sha Monk shouted;

"This is an ancient text. You may be useful in the future. Come and learn quickly." The old monk shouted;

The two little Sha Monks were slow to move for a long time, and Wu Yan walked over curiously and asked the two little Sha Monks: "What words are you learning? Can you write them for me?"

When I saw a stranger asking myself, the two of them were not timid. A little Sha Seng said, "It's just a very strange text. The master wants us to remember each word one by one. We have been studying for several months and have not learned much. Do you want to learn it? I'll write two for you to see." After that, the little Sha Seng put two words on the ground with branches.

When Wu Yan saw the words on the ground, his face became surprised. The words written by Xiao Sha Seng were ancient characters that he had been looking for for a long time and had never known them. Although some of them were still a little crooked, Wu Yan recognized them at a glance.

Wu Yan suppressed the surprise in his heart and said to Xiao Sha Seng: "Did you teach these all by your master? Is he very knowledgeable?"

"Yes, it was taught by the master. The master is a treasure in our temple. He knows a lot of things. Even those immortals respect him very much."

"Then will your master teach others this kind of writing?" Wu Yan asked;

"Then you have to ask the master, we won't know this."

"Then you two go up and ask me, and you said that someone wants to meet your master and learn some Buddhist knowledge from him. Can you help me?"

"Yes, let's go up now, the master will call us anyway." After that, the two little Sha Monks ran up quickly. Wu Yan waited under the Sutra Pavilion.

Not long after, a little Sha Monk walked down and said to Wu Yan: "Donor, Master, ask you to go up."

Following Xiaosha Monk to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, Wu Yan saw the old monk just now. The old monk was wearing a patched monk's robe, with long eyebrows, and very white eyebrows. He looked very kind. After Wu Yan went up to celebrate the ceremony, the old monk looked at Wu Yan and said, "There is nothing strange about the donor's appearance. His appearance is normal, but if you look closely, you won't hide this great blessing. The donor is not an ordinary person. I am a monk Huineng." After that, he stood up and bowed back to Wu Yan.

"When you listen to Qingyuan, do you want to learn Buddhist knowledge, and you still want to learn this kind of ancient text, right?" Huineng asked;

"Yes, please give me some advice from the master." Wu Yan said sincerely;

"We Buddhism emphasize people with destiny. Since you can come here and meet me, it means that you are still very destined. I can teach you the knowledge of Buddhism, and I can also teach you such words, but I can't teach you in vain." The old monk said slowly;
Chapter completed!