But the white-bearded veterans were unwilling to give in, and they tried to persuade me with words and words for a long time, but they only gave two explanations.

One is to hope that Ning Buqi can change his mind, stay in the human world honestly, clean up his affairs, and then become an immortal smoothly. Good for you, good for the sect, good for the immortal world, and good for everyone.

Otherwise, simply ignore the Huiguo matter, cut off all ties with the world, let go of all worries, and become an immortal in total solitude. Good for you, good for your sect, good for the immortal world, and good for everyone.

It's just that Ning Buqi was determined to accept the call of the fairy world, and he was not willing to let go of the affairs of the human world. No matter how many old men with white beards persuaded him, he would not change his mind.

Everyone is a Taoist, and what matters is patience and persistence. The old white-bearded Taoists repeatedly advised and were not discouraged. In the end, Ning Buqi glared and relied on the power he had accumulated for many years to force the order.

Everyone dispersed, and this remonstrance activity came to an end reluctantly.

All the white-bearded veterans left the hall muttering, leaving only Ning Buqi and his white-bearded junior brother.

When Junior Brother Whitebeard saw that everyone was gone, he said: "Brother, why bother? Everyone has good intentions, not only for you but also for the interests of our sect."

"There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds in the world. If it is really that simple, don't I know that what I am doing is inappropriate?" Ning Buqi waved his hand and said: "Hui Guo's matter involves great cause and effect, you don't understand

.I have been to the fairy world, but you have not been there, and you don’t understand the things in the fairy world. Junior brother, don’t talk about this anymore, time is limited, let’s talk about business quickly, come on, come over here, senior brother will show you some good things.

." After saying that, he led the white-bearded junior brother to the back of the hall.

Yong Bowen had nothing to do and followed the two closely. He felt that this dream was really strange, as if he was watching the scene. I wonder if the two people from a thousand years ago knew that there was a voyeur from a thousand years behind them.

Guy.

Going out from a small side door behind the main hall, there is a large and lush forest. The paths are crisscrossed and complicated, showing that there are formations. There are thatched houses vaguely visible in the forest, and there are Taoists walking vaguely among them.

Although there were many people, the forest was still eerily quiet, without any noise.

Ning Buqi led his white-bearded junior brother along one of the trails winding upwards, all the way through the forest. After walking for a while, he walked out of the forest, and a strong wind blew in his face. His field of vision suddenly became wider, but he reached a cliff.

.

The cliff is no matter how high it is, and the floating clouds are only halfway up the mountain. Looking down from the edge of the cliff, the mountains are just like small earthen bags.

Just on this cliff, there is a thatched cottage with one door and one window. It is extremely simple, but there is a plaque hanging on the low lintel with three characters "Jingxin Thatched Cottage".

It is said to be a thatched cottage, but it is actually a simple small room without even a partition. It is empty and has no furnishings. There is a straw futon on the ground. The futon is very worn out and it is unknown how long it has been sitting on.

But just after entering such a shabby room, the white-bearded junior brother seemed very excited. It was about the same as the feeling of a rural farmer suddenly entering the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. He was excited and nervous, and he didn't seem to know where to put his hands and feet.

Already.

Ning Buqi entered the thatched cottage and sat down on the futon. He said to his white-bearded junior brother: "After I leave, this Jingxin Thatched Cottage will belong to you. The continuation of my sect's lineage depends entirely on you. You are a stable person.

Although it is not enough to develop, it is more than enough to maintain. I can rest assured that you will continue my sect's tradition in the world. However, things in the world are ever-changing, and unforeseen events may cause chaos in the future. Today I will teach you some methods for dealing with disasters in the future. Please kneel down.

!”

Junior Brother Whitebeard knelt down in front of Ning Buqi, but said with some doubts: "Senior Brother, we have studied with Master for so many years. Master has never been partial to hiding his hands. Whatever he teaches, it all depends on each of us. Although I, Junior Brother

My qualifications are dull, but I have memorized all the magical powers taught by my master. Is there anything else that you know and I don't know? Is it a method that you created yourself, senior brother?"

"None of them!" Ning Buqi's calm expression finally turned solemn, and he solemnly said: "You must swear a great oath to the Patriarch that everything I preach today will never come out of my mouth or enter your ears.

There cannot be any leakage, otherwise it will cause a huge disaster and our sect’s orthodoxy will be destroyed in one day!”

Seeing that Ning Buqi was so solemn, Junior Brother Whitebeard knew that the matter was serious and immediately swore a solemn oath to his ancestor not to spread even a single bit of what he saw and heard today.

After Junior Brother Whitebeard finished his oath, Ning Buqi's expression softened slightly and motioned for him to sit across from him.

There was only a futon on the ground, and it was occupied by Ning Buqi. Junior Brother Whitebeard had no choice but to sit down on the ground, but even this made him very excited.

Ning Buqi then took out a white jade slip from the sleeves of his wide robe and handed it to Junior Brother Whitebeard.

Junior Brother Whitebeard carefully held the white jade slip with both hands and inspected it attentively. His face suddenly changed, his hands were trembling, and he stammered: "Master, Master, Senior Brother, this, this, this is, Immortal, Immortal..." A

The word "Xian" is stuck, and nothing can be said to make it immortal.

"No need to make a fuss, this is indeed from the Immortal Realm!" Ning Buqi was very dissatisfied with the performance of Junior Brother Whitebeard and said in a serious tone, "It's just two manufacturing drawings of weapons from the Immortal Realm."

"Immortal world...weapons...manufacturing blueprints...just return them!" Junior Brother Whitebeard tugged at his white beard, his expression as uncomfortable as constipation, "Senior Brother, where did you get this from?"

"A few days ago, I took a trip to the fairyland during a thunderstorm and wandered around the nearby city. I came here to get it back."

"Senior brother, you haven't ascended yet, why did you go to the fairy world?"

"Now I only need to be certified to be a real immortal. Is there anything strange about going to the immortal world? I have been there several times, so I said that you don't know things about the immortal world, but I know better than you. This is well-founded.

"

"Senior Brother, I know you are very capable. Even if you go to the Immortal World for a while, I wouldn't be surprised. However, you are just wandering around. Why are you stealing things? If the Immortal World finds out about this, it will be a huge disaster!"

"Junior brother, you have to stay calm when big things happen. Look at how you look now. Didn't I remind you that today's events should not be told outside? I know the seriousness of this matter, but since I have gone away, I can't come back empty-handed.

Right. I’m not the first to do this kind of thing, don’t worry, don’t worry, nothing will happen!”

Ning Buqi's words sounded very familiar to Yong Bowen, and they were completely instantaneous. After thinking about it carefully, he patted his thigh and realized it, wasn't this what his third master's uncle said when he gave him moral support a while ago?

I took a trip to the fairyland during the thunderstorm and stole some fairyland weapons and technology from a nearby city!

No wonder the uncle of the third master was so bold, not only sneaking across the country, but also bringing back technology with him. I bet this is a long-standing historical tradition! h!~!
Chapter completed!