"We'll have to postpone the exploration of the valley," said the black-robed old man.
"Why? There's only a few of us here. What if other cultivators discover this place in the future? Wouldn't we be happy for nothing? "The green-dressed young woman was the first to ask with an unhappy expression.
The black-robed old man snorted coldly. "I'm almost out of pills. If you're confident that you can explore to the end with your own strength, then it's fine. I'll refine some pills to heal injuries and recover magic power. Please do as you wish."
"I see. Then let's do it this way. Fellow Daoist Geng will be in charge of refining pills, and we'll be in charge of finding some spiritual items in the valley as materials for Fellow Daoist Geng's pill refinement. Fellow Daoist Geng, what do you think? "The big-bearded man slapped his thigh and said excitedly.
The black-robed old man hesitated for a moment. Under the gazes of the big-bearded man, the Blood Dwarf, and the green-dressed young woman, he nodded and said, "That's good too. It's decided then."
"I'll first dig a cave at the entrance of the valley. You can do whatever you want. If you find any spiritual items, you can send them to me." With that, the black-robed old man flew into the valley's mist.
Lu Xiaotian woke up in a daze and found himself in the mouth of a giant bear. He was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat. He did not even dare to breathe loudly. If he startled the black bear, he was afraid that as long as the black bear closed its teeth, it would be able to bite him in two.
The black bear followed the black-robed old man into the canyon. About three thousand feet into the canyon, the fog around them grew thicker and thicker. Lu Xiaotian could only see things within a hundred feet of him. Any further and everything would be covered in a white mist, making it impossible to see anything.
The black-robed old man stopped at a relatively flat place. He waved his sleeve and shouted, "Expand!"
A small golden sword shot out from his sleeve, growing from its original length of two inches to a length of several feet.
This, this was a flying sword! At this moment, Lu Xiaotian was shocked by the scene in front of him. He had completely forgotten to be afraid. He watched in horror as the golden sword shot toward the opposite mountain wall. It cut through the originally hard rock like tofu.
A large number of rocks fell from the mountain wall to the ground.
"Old Monster Geng's flying sword is really powerful. It can cut a cave abode in the mountain so easily." The green-dressed young woman and the others entered the valley. When they saw the scene in front of them, they could not help but whisper.
"It's just a little sharper. It's useless if it can't stab a person..." The Blood Dwarf's tone of his voice..
Roar! Hei Xiong let out a low growl and put Lu Xiaotian on the ground. He strode forward and dug up the scattered stones on the ground to help the black-robed old man open up the cave.
Lu Xiaotian's buttocks hurt when he landed on the ground, but he didn't dare to make a sound for fear that he would offend the black-robed old man who was controlling the flying sword. This was a legendary technique that only immortals possessed, and he had actually encountered it. When he was a handyman in the past, when he passed by the Thunder Blade Sect's drill ground, those powerful martial artists could also dodge a huge rock with one slash. However, after a few repetitions, their internal force would be exhausted and they would not be able to continue. ..................................... by............................... To think that he would encounter such a bizarre encounter.
In fact, opening a cave abode was not as easy as Lu Xiaotian imagined. The black-robed old man had a drop of sweat on his face. He even sat down to rest. Even so, the black-robed old man's power was beyond Lu Xiaotian's imagination.
Practice room, alchemy room, spirit beast room, secret room, resting room. That's about it. The black-robed old man muttered. He raised his hand and the golden flying sword shrunk and disappeared into his wide sleeve.
"Come with me."
The black-robed old man glanced at Lu Xiaotian and said in a tone that brooked no objection. Lu Xiaotian had no doubt that if he said no, he would definitely be swallowed by the big black bear. Moreover, the majesty of an immortal made him unable to muster up any thoughts of resistance. He just felt that the black-robed old man's attitude was very cold and unapproachable.
"What's your name?" The black-robed old man brought him into the cave abode and asked in a hoarse voice.
"My name is Lu Xiaotian."
"Well, from now on, you will learn the art of cultivation from me. Do what I tell you to do. Don't ask too many questions. Otherwise, I will throw you out and let the black bear eat you bite by bite."
"I, I can learn the art of cultivation?" Lu Xiaotian was a young man after all. When he heard the black-robed old man's words, he was pleasantly surprised. However, when he saw the black-robed old man's cold eyes, his heart suddenly trembled. He suddenly remembered the black-robed old man's words and quickly nodded. "Yes, yes."
Seeing that Lu Xiaotian's reaction was not bad, the black-robed old man nodded slightly. Such a young child could still speak under his scrutiny. His wisdom was not bad. However, at such a young age, he still had to deal with a lot of chores for him. It was impossible for him to be weak. Not to mention a boy, even a strong ordinary man would be exhausted.
The black-robed old man rummaged through the storage bag and found several Cultivation Methods inside. He frowned. The boy in front of him had a poor aptitude. With a mixed Spiritual Root, the potential of each Spiritual Root did not exceed 20. No matter what kind of Cultivation Method he practiced, his speed would be very slow.
After thinking for a moment, the black-robed old man took out a book called Hunyuan Scripture, which was snatched from the bag of a disciple of the Spiritual Night Palace. It did not have any requirements for the type of Spiritual Root. It could only be practiced to the middle stage of the Gas Stage. He had now reached the Peak of the Qi Refining Stage. Although the Hunyuan Scripture came from the Spiritual Night Palace, it was of little value to him. It was just right for the boy in front of him.
"This is the Cultivation Method for you. Keep it well. From tomorrow onwards, you will start practicing."
"Yes, yes!" Lu Xiaotian wanted to say thank you, but when he met the old man's eyes, he swallowed his words. It seemed that the old man did not want to accept him as a disciple.
The black-robed old man opened a very small stone room for Lu Xiaotian. He only gave Lu Xiaotian a piece of animal skin spread on the ground and a few ordinary living tools. Then he sent Lu Xiaotian to the stone room and sat cross-legged. Just now, he had consumed not only his Dharma power but also his Divine Senses, which had been consumed by using the Flying Sword for a long time, so he needed to recover.
When Lu Xiaotian came to the small stone room, he could not help but feel excited. He held the Hunyuan Scripture in front of his chest as if it were a treasure. In the Thunder Blade Sect, he could only be a lowly handyman. Every day, he did chores such as chopping firewood, feeding horses, cleaning, and boiling water.
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