In a small valley with a radius of less than ten miles, the surroundings were shrouded in white spirit mist.
There was a small mountain path extending from the white mist at the mouth of the valley. At the end of the path were a few spirit fields and a small house made of reeds.
The spirit fields were filled with all kinds of spirit herbs. They were of different colors and shapes. Various kinds of spirit herbs rose like a rainbow. A stream of clear spring water flowed out from a rock on one side, forming a small pool beside a few spirit fields.
"Senior Brother Ma, remember to help me take care of the two Cold Fragrance Ice Plums in the Cold Congealing Valley. You promised me last time that I would only be back after a few days. I'll be relying on you."
In front of the small house made of reeds in the valley, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was talking excitedly with two young people.
The three of them were all wearing the same style of cyan clothes. The middle-aged man looked very honest and submissive. At first glance, one could tell that he was an honest person who did not have any opinions. As for the two young men, one was relatively short and fat and looked somewhat shrewd, while the other was tall, with fair skin and delicate features.
At this moment, the one who was worriedly talking to the middle-aged man was the delicate young man.
"Okay, Junior Brother Jiang, don't worry. I'll be there in a moment." The middle-aged man promised very honestly.
"Don't worry. When has Senior Brother Ma ever forgotten? Nothing will happen to him since he promised." The delicate young man was still a little worried. He wanted to say something, but the short and fat young man next to him patted his shoulder and said to him.
"Then thank you Senior Brother Ma." Hearing the short and fat young man say this, the delicate young man thought about it and agreed. After chuckling, he left and walked out of the valley with the short and fat young man.
"Really, he hasn't made any mistakes in thirty years. He didn't forget something and spoil a spirit herb. You're still worried." The two young people walked out of the valley. Outside was a mountain surrounded by clouds. This valley was located halfway up the mountain. As the two walked on the mountain path, the clouds that filled the path automatically separated. The short and fat young man couldn't help but talk about the delicate young man.
"I know that, but that Cold Fragrant Ice Plum is the main ingredient for Martial Uncle Liu's Yao Concoction. If something goes wrong, I can't bear the responsibility," the handsome young man said with some embarrassment.
"Then why did you ask Senior Martial Brother Ma to help you look after them … I say, you have asked Senior Martial Brother Ma to do a lot of things for you all these years. You have a lot more time to cultivate and earn spirit stones …"
"It's not like I'm the only one who needs his help … Besides, Senior Martial Brother Ma's talent is just average. With his current cultivation level, he won't have great achievements in his cultivation. If by any chance I have great achievements in the future, I'll give him a hand as compensation …"
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't Senior Brother Ma obtain the qualification to listen to the Zen sound this time? If he obtained some great opportunity, then it would be different. Didn't Ancestor Yuan Heng obtain a great opportunity in the Seven Treasures Secret Ground back then?"
"…"
The two young men talked as they walked, and soon disappeared into the mountain path shrouded in clouds and mist.
Just a moment after the two figures disappeared on the mountain path, a stooped old man walked out from another mountain path.
"Sigh …" This old man had a white head and a thin face, but his eyebrows were very kind. Looking at the direction where the two young men disappeared, the old man sighed softly and shook his head, as if he had heard the two people's conversation just now.
Then, the old man walked into the small valley that was less than ten miles in radius.
"Martial Uncle Zhang." When the old man walked into the valley, the honest middle-aged man was in front of a spiritual field, taking care of one of the spiritual plants. He carefully sprinkled some beads on the leaves of the spiritual plants. Seeing the old man walk into the valley, the middle-aged man immediately wiped his hands, stood up, and bowed respectfully to the old man.
"No need to be so polite." The old man had a kind face. He sat down on a bamboo chair in front of the small house and called the middle-aged man over. "Little Ma, did Little Jiang and Little Song find an excuse to ask you to do something for them again?"
"Junior Brother Jiang said that he had something to do and had to go out for a few days. He asked me to carefully take care of the two cold fragrant ice plums in the Cold Congealing Valley." The middle-aged man stood under the old man and answered honestly.
The old man shook his head slightly again, but didn't say anything more. He just said excitedly, "Then you have to be very careful these few days. Don't make a mistake and lose the qualification to listen to the Zen sound. Also, there are two things in the Yan Huo Valley that are not growing well these two days. I have already told your Martial Uncle Sun. I will take care of the Yan Huo Valley these few days. You don't have to worry about it."
"Thank you, Martial Uncle Zhang." The honest middle-aged man seemed to be a man of few words and just said this.
"This thing is for you. After you see it, destroy it." The old man nodded, took out something from his arms, and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Martial Uncle Zhang, what is this?" The middle-aged man was a little stunned. The old man gave him a yellow leather scroll. There was a simple picture on it that seemed to be drawn by hand. It was a short yellow bodhi tree. Below it was a bumpy green mountain rock that looked like a toad.
"This was left by a senior brother who had a good relationship with me." The old man looked at the middle-aged man. His eyes were dim as if he was recalling an old friend. "This records one of the Seven Treasure Secret Sites …"
"Seven Treasure Secret Sites?" The middle-aged man seemed to be very surprised. His eyes widened.
"You …"
Listen to me and you'll understand. "The old man waved his hand, indicating for the middle-aged man to calm down." My senior brother is the same as you, in charge of planting the spirit fields. In the end, he hasn't made any mistakes for thirty years. According to the sect rules, he's an ordinary disciple.
According to the sect rules, he was qualified to enter the Seven Treasure Secret Sites to listen to the zen sound. His status was low. When he listened to the zen sound, he was closer to the Zen Sound Wooden Fish. Some of the places covered by the Buddhist light had already been occupied. He could only sit on this green rock outside.
"Listen. But that year, almost no one received the inheritance from the Zen sound. He was in a remote corner far away from the Zen Sound Wooden Fish, but he heard a strange sutra from the Zen sound. Listen to what he said to me before he died.
When he was sitting on the green rock, he felt a clear Qi coming out of the green rock. It gave him a strange feeling. However, the scripture was very complicated. Although he heard it, he couldn't understand it. In the end, he got the scripture but couldn't understand it.
He died of depression. "
"There's someone in our Great Ying Peak who got the inheritance of the zen sound?" The middle-aged man was extremely shocked. His eyes widened even more.
"Don't tell anyone about this." The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said very seriously, "My senior brother didn't tell anyone about the scripture. He was afraid that I would die of depression like him. He didn't even tell me before he died. He still has nephews outside. If this matter spreads, I'm afraid that when the sect investigates, it will implicate his descendants."
"I know. I won't tell anyone." The middle-aged man nodded with certainty.
"Now.
You also have the chance to enter the Seven Treasure Secret Sites to listen to the zen sound. This is a great opportunity … Because you haven't spoiled a single stalk of spiritual grass in 30 years, this is not only because you are careful, but also because the heavens are watching over you. I'm telling you this because I want to go to the Seven Treasure Secret Sites.
There may be opportunities there. If you can't hear the inheritance of the scripture anywhere else when you listen to the zen sound, you can try sitting at the place where my senior brother got the scripture. "The old man looked at the middle-aged man and slowly said," As for your character …
You are … honest and don't have any big requests. Even if you didn't get the scripture, I don't think you will die of depression like my senior brother. "
"Martial Uncle Zhang, thank you …" The middle-aged man looked at the old man and said seriously.
"But it's hard to say. Great wisdom may appear to be stupid, great skill may appear to be clumsy. You have no desires … Maybe you can become a great Dao." The old man lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly, "Remember the place in this picture and destroy this thing."
"Okay." The middle-aged man looked at the picture again and tore the yellow scroll into pieces. He then buried it in the ground in front of the house.
"Be careful for the next few days." After the old man said a few more words of encouragement, he didn't stay any longer. He stood up, bid farewell, and left the valley.
"I think.
I didn't expect someone in Da Ying Peak to have obtained the zen sound inheritance … Even Mingde didn't expect this … This old man is a good person. He took good care of me and gave me this thing. I replaced this person to listen to the zen sound.
This person's character is not bad. It's a bit unfair to this person. When the time comes, I will give this person some benefits to make up for it … "After the old man left, the middle-aged man's eyes clearly became lively. He looked at the ground.
His eyebrows twitched as he muttered to himself.
Then the middle-aged man turned and walked into the house behind him. After closing the door, he reached out and took out two demon cores the size of a child's head.
These two demon cores shined with a faint white light. They were very rich in water spirit energy. When they were taken out, the entire house was very moist as if it had just rained.
"I wonder what the mysteries of this Pangu Giant Insect's demon core are."
After taking out these two large and strange demon cores, the middle-aged man muttered to himself. Then he threw out his hand. A stream of spirit energy rushed out from the top of his head and wrapped around one of the demon cores. Then streams of water spirit energy rushed up and began to refine this demon core and cultivate.
This middle-aged man was Weisuo.
Seeing Weisuo's current state of cultivation, it was clear that he had recovered his cultivation. However, there were no special restrictions here, so he didn't dare to make a big fuss. He cultivated with all his strength. The amount of water spirit energy he washed was only ten to twenty percent of normal.
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