Yang Ling drove to the vicinity of the Eight Immortals Nunnery to park the car, and then Shi Shiran walked into the temple, which is said to be a Taoist temple, in fact, the modern commercial atmosphere is relatively strong, just like the vicinity of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, there are snacks or souvenirs sold everywhere, at this time there are many tourists, Yang Ling does not know where the Taoist priest surnamed Wu is, so he had to stand in front of the Eight Immortals Hall to call Wu Taoist.

After a while, two Taoist priests came out of the Taoist temple.

An old man at the head, short and chubby, with a ruddy complexion, wearing a gray robe, holding his hair in a bun, and a wooden hairpin obliquely inserted, his age could not be seen, and it was okay to say fifty or sixty, and it was okay to say seventy or eighty, and he looked like a land father-in-law.

Another middle-aged Taoist priest, about fifty years old, in a blue-black Taoist robe, with the same hair bun and wooden hairpin, a thin complexion, a short gray-black beard on his chin, and his eyes were bright, but his expression was a little excited, the three of them stared at each other for a while, and the middle-aged Taoist priest asked with a smile: "You are Mr. Yang Ling, right?"

Yang Ling smiled and hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't you dare to call Mr. Yes, I am Yang Ling, just call my name, may I ask you are Daochang Wu?"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed and said, "Haha, Yang Xiaoyou is polite." I'm Wu Yanchang, I take the liberty to disturb, I hope you don't get weird!"

Daoist Wu spoke with a lot of qi, and the aura emanating from his body also gave Yang Ling a very familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but look him up and down a few times, and asked with some uncertainty: "Daoist Wu has practiced internal strength?"

Daoist Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward and took Yang Ling's hand and walked in enthusiastically, "Yang Xiaoyou, this is not the place to talk, let's talk inside." And the old Taoist priest followed behind him without saying a word.

The three of them went straight through the Eight Immortals Hall to a small courtyard at the back, where the pine and cypress are green, the environment is quiet, a stone table and several stone benches in the center, an incense burner is offered in the center of the table, and three incense sticks are inserted in the incense burner. The three of them did not stay, under the leadership of the old Taoist priest, they walked into a side room, the room layout was very simple, a coffee table, a few futons, and after the three of them sat down on the futon, Wu Taoist introduced Yang Ling.

"Yang Xiaoyou, this is the Xue Channel Master of the Eight Immortals Palace, and he is my best friend. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled at Yang Ling with a red face, Yang Ling also hurriedly said hello, at this time, a little Taoist priest wearing a hat came in with tea, after the little Taoist priest withdrew, the three of them drank a few sips of tea, Yang Ling asked: "I don't know what happened to Daoist Wu looking for me?"

Daoist Wu didn't sell Guan Zi either, he directly took out a piece of purple jade from his arms and put it on the coffee table, and then said, "I don't know if Yang Xiaoyou recognizes this thing?"

Yang Ling looked at this purple jade with some confusion, and looked at it inexplicably for a long time before shaking his head, "Daochang Wu, I haven't seen this thing." ”

Daoist Wu didn't seem to be surprised at all, nodded and said, "Then I don't know if Yang Xiaoyou knows about Chen Shu?"

Yang Ling was suddenly shocked in his heart, at this time the miner's card was hanging on his chest, and this miner system can be said to be directly related to Chen Tuan, could it be that this Taoist priest knows something? But now that his "Tongmai Soul Refining Technique" has been successfully completed, his mind is stable, and his face is unwavering in surprise, and he nodded lightly and said: "Chen Tuan is a native of the Song Dynasty, known as the sleeping fairy, and lived in seclusion in Huashan in his later years, I don't know if what Daochang Wu said is he?"

"Not bad!" Daoist Wu nodded, "Just now Yang Xiaoyou asked me if I have practiced internal strength, let me reveal it, our Yuntai Guan does have a book of internal strength handed down by Chen Xuan's ancestors, and I have also practiced it roughly, but unfortunately the qualifications are not good, and I have only been slightly superficial for decades, since Yang Xiaoyou can see my heels at a glance, the cultivation of internal strength must be extraordinary, forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, I don't know how far Xiaoyou has practiced?"

Yang Ling frowned, he didn't know why this Wu Daoist found him today? But seeing that his eyes were clear and his breath was steady, he shouldn't be a bad person, and now with his own strength, if he had any intentions, he could press him to death with one finger, so he didn't speak, slowly stretched out his index finger and flicked it gently, only to hear a "bang", the window five or six meters away suddenly shook, a window lattice suddenly broke into two pieces and bounced open, and several pieces of glass shattered into pieces and fell down.

Daoist Wu's body shook violently, and he jumped up from the futon all of a sudden, his thin face was flushed, and he gasped and stared at the window, and the old Daoist Xue Tong also stood up violently, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed inexplicable excitement.

After a long time, Daoist Wu turned around and stammered: "Yang Xiaoyou, you have entered the innate realm?"

Yang Ling nodded and said sternly: "Yes!

The reason why he did this, firstly, was to reveal his strength, and secondly, it was also to deter, this Wu Daoist came strangely, I don't know where to know about it, and what is more special is that Yang Ling doesn't know how much he knows about himself, whether he still knows the secrets of the miner system, and if he really knows, what should he do?

"Yang Xiaoyou rest assured, we will never leak out. The two Taoist priests hurriedly nodded in agreement, and Daoist Wu was so excited that he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

Yang Ling picked up the teacup and looked at Daoist Wu's appearance and said, "Daoist Wu has something to say, right?"

Daoist Wu hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "We cultivators eat and drink the wind, practice qi and cultivate truth, hoping to seek a way of immortality, but from ancient times to the present, I know except for the legendary Chen Lu Dongbin, the predecessors of thousands of years ago, I have never heard of anyone in the world today who has reached the innate realm, and I have always thought that the innate is just a legend. ”

Yang Ling didn't speak, put down the teacup and pondered for a while and said, "Daoist Wu, I can't give advice, but we can communicate together, after all, people like us are almost extinct, but can I ask you how you know about me?"

Daoist Wu was overjoyed, and he told him what happened in the imperial city last time without concealment.

Todd is tired!

After hearing this, Yang Ling suddenly realized that what happened to him was the ghost of the lieutenant general named Zhou Qingtong, and what he sold to Chi Benchang for 40 million turned out to be a rare magic weapon, and he immediately regretted it in his heart, and said that the loss was big, but now that the country already knows about it, it is definitely impossible to regret it.