chapter 3 "Hunyuan Jing" ===

"The comprehensive exploration of the valley must be postponed." The old man in black robe said.

"Why? There are only a few of us here now. What if another monk discovers this hair in the future? Aren't our joys in vain?" The young woman in green skirt first asked with an unhappy face.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly and said, "The elixirs on my body are almost used up. If you are confident that you can investigate to the end on your own, that's okay. I need to refine some elixirs for healing and restoring mana first. Please do as you please."

"So that's how it is, then that's it. Faelon is responsible for refining alchemy, and the rest of us are responsible for finding some spiritual objects in the canyon as materials for Faelon's alchemy. After sufficient preparations are made, we can act together. Faelon, what do you think?" The bearded man said. Slap your thighs, excitedly.

The old man in black robe hesitated for a while, and under the gazes of the bearded man, the dwarf, and the young woman in green skirt, he nodded and said, "That's fine, then it's decided."

"I will dig a cave at the entrance of the valley first. You can do your own thing. If you find any spiritual objects, you can bring them to me." After saying that, the old man in black robe flew into the mist of the valley.

Rusk Cunning woke up in a daze and found that he was being held by a giant bear in his mouth. He suddenly broke into a cold sweat and did not even dare to breathe. If the black bear is frightened, it may be able to bite itself in two as long as its teeth are closed.

The black bear followed the old man in black robes into the canyon, and entered the canyon for about three hundred feet. The fog around him became thicker and thicker. At a glance, Rusk Cunning could only see things within a few dozen feet, and anything farther away was already covered in white. One piece, unable to see.

The old man in black robe stopped at a relatively flat place, waved his sleeves, and yelled "Up!"

A small pale golden sword shot out from his sleeve. It was originally two inches long and suddenly grew to several feet in size.

This, this is a flying sword! At this time, Rusk Cunning was shocked by the scene in front of him, and he had completely forgotten his fear. He was extremely shocked as he watched the golden sword shoot towards the opposite mountain wall. Just like cutting tofu, it is cut on the originally extremely hard rock.

A large number of rocks fell from the mountain wall to the ground.

"weirdo Faelon's flying sword is really powerful. He can carve a cave between the mountains so easily." The young woman in the green skirt then entered the canyon. When they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but change their expressions slightly and whispered.

"It's just sharper. If it can't pierce people, it's useless."The dwarf said with a sour taste in his tone.

Roar! The black bear roared, put Rusk Cunning on the ground, strode forward, dug up the gravel scattered on the ground, and helped the old man in black robe open a cave.

Rusk Cunning butt hurt when he landed on the ground, but he did not dare to say anything for fear of upsetting the old man in black robe who was handling the flying sword. This is a legendary method that only immortals can use, and he actually encountered it. When he was working as a handyman, he passed by the Thunder Sword School. Those powerful martial arts masters could avoid a huge boulder with just one strike. However, after repeating it several times, The internal energy is exhausted and there is no way to continue. But the old man in black robe in front of him used a flying sword. With just a few movements of his hands, he could carve out a huge cave from the mountain. Such a bizarre encounter happened to me.

In fact, opening the cave was not as easy as Rusk Cunning imagined. The old man in black robe in the middle had a drop of sweat on his face and even took a rest. But even so, the power of the old man in black robe was beyond Rusk Cunning's imagination.

Practice room, alchemy room, spirit animal room, secret room, rest room, that's pretty much it. The black-robed old man muttered, raised his hand, and the golden flying sword shrank in size and disappeared into his wide sleeves.

"Come in with me."

The old man in black robe glanced at Rusk Cunning and said in a tone that did not allow for objection. Rusk Cunning had no doubt that once he said no, he would definitely be swallowed up by the big black bear, and the majesty of the immortal would not allow him to do anything. Resistance. I just felt that the attitude of the old man in black robe seemed to be very cold, and some strangers should not approach him.

"What's your name?" The old man in black robe asked hoarsely after bringing him into the cave.

"My name is Rusk Cunning."

"Well, from now on, you will follow me to learn the art of cultivating immortals. Whatever I ask you to do, you do it. Don't ask any more questions. Otherwise, I will throw you out and let the black bear eat you bite by bite."

"I, can I learn the art of cultivating immortals?"Rusk Cunning has a young mind after all. Hearing the words of the old man in black robe, he was suddenly surprised. However, when he saw the cold eyes of the old man in black robe, his heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of the old man in black robe. The old man just said not to ask any more questions, he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes."

Seeing that Rusk Cunning reaction was pretty good, the old man in black robe nodded slightly. For a baby of such a young age to be able to speak under his scrutiny, he had a pretty good mind. It's just that at such a young age, he will have to deal with a lot of chores later. Without any strength, not to mention a boy, even a strong ordinary man will be exhausted.

The old man in black robe flipped through his storage bag. There were several exercises in it. He frowned. The boy in front of him had really poor qualifications. He had miscellaneous spiritual roots. The potential of each spiritual root did not exceed twenty. No matter which one he practiced. The skills of this system will probably be very slow.

After pondering for a moment, the old man in black robes pulled out a copy of the "Hunyuan Sutra", which he snatched from the bag of a disciple of Lingxiao Palace. He had no requirements for which type of spiritual root he had. You can only cultivate to the middle stage of gas. He has now reached the state of Great Perfection in the Qi Refining Stage. Although the "Hunyuan Jing" comes from Lingxiao Palace, for him, it is completely worthless, and it just takes advantage of the little kid in front of him.

"This is a technique for you. You should keep it. From tomorrow on, you can start practicing."

"Yes, yes!"Rusk Cunning originally wanted to say thank you, but as soon as his eyes touched his throat, he swallowed the thank you again. It seemed that the other party did not want to accept him as a disciple.

The black-robed old man opened a very small stone room for Rusk Cunning. He only gave Rusk Cunning an animal skin spread on the ground and a few ordinary living utensils. He then sent Rusk Cunning to the stone room, where he sat cross-legged. The opening of the cave just now consumed not only the mana, but also the consciousness consumed by using the flying sword for a long time, which needs to be restored.

Rusk Cunning, who came to the small stone room, couldn't help but feel excited and held the "Hunyuan Jing" in his chest as a treasure. In Lei Daomen, he could only work as a lowly handyman, chopping firewood, feeding horses, cleaning, and boiling water every day.

But now, although this old man in black robe is not easy to get along with, he can practice the spells that the immortals know. In the future, he can also wield a flying sword like the old man in black robes, and he can cut mountains and rocks with ease. Even if there was only an unknown piebald animal skin on the ground as a bed in the stone room, Rusk Cunning would be satisfied.