Cultivation from the top

Chapter 343 The Great Secret

After hearing the old man's words, the witty ghost snorted disdainfully, and even laughed out loud.

"Just you? How dare you talk to me like that with how much strength you have? Do you know who I am? I am a cultivator of immortals! How dare a mortal like you say such arrogant words? Sir, I am in a bad mood today. Not good, get out of here quickly."

He used to be in the Lord's team, so the witty ghost often chooses to behave cautiously, and is not so arrogant.

Now, the smart ghost who has left the team will not pay attention to anyone at all.

If he didn't feel that beating an old man who could only rely on crutches would stretch his hips, he would definitely beat up this bragging mortal.

"Hey, young people are really angry. But, do you know what is hidden dragon and crouching tiger?"

Hearing what the clever ghost said, the old man was not only not angry, but laughed twice.

The grin that came out of his toothless mouth made the Dodger terrified.

"Could it be that you are a tiger or a real dragon?"

The witty ghost didn't believe that the old man really had any strength.

"Hey. Look."

The old man pointed with his hand, and the clever ghost looked in that direction.

The mountain, which was blown into irretrievable fragments by the spell used by the clever ghost, returned to its original form within a few seconds, and even the trees and grass on it were restored to their original state.

Seeing this, the witty ghost sat up straight away, then was dumbfounded.

"This...is this a hallucination?"

In the impression of the clever ghost, even the master at his strongest time could not achieve such a level.

To restore a thing that has been blown to pieces to its original appearance, without even a little error, this kind of thing itself is a rather fantastic thing to talk about.

Although the abilities of immortal cultivators are much more powerful than mortals or other creatures, they can do many things that are impossible to imagine.

However, this does not mean that cultivators are omnipotent, let alone that cultivators are omnipotent.

Taking the present as an example, it is impossible for a smart ghost to restore what he destroyed.

Let alone a clever ghost, I am afraid that no immortal cultivator in the mortal world can do this kind of thing.

Because the existence of this kind of thing has already distorted the causal cycle, and even distorted time and space, setting the time to a point in time that never happened, and then restoring it.

"Who are you?"

The clever ghost suddenly became vigilant.

If he hadn't been unable to stand up now, he would have maintained an absolutely cautious posture to face the old man.

Now he can only gather aura in his hands, always ready to attack or defend.

But the old man saw that the witty ghost looked refreshed, but he made a move to calm him down a little.

"Wait a minute, I don't want to be your enemy. On the contrary, I'm here to negotiate a deal with you."

"Deal, what deal?"

"Do you know that the spiritual energy explodes?"

The old man pretended to say such words mysteriously, which surprised the clever ghost.

There is no need to repeat this kind of thing, because the explosion of spiritual energy is a huge event that is rarely seen in a thousand years, and it is an important matter for mortal cultivators to become true immortals.

If you don't even know this kind of thing, then there is not much point in cultivating immortals.

It's a failure to just keep doing things, but don't even understand the basic information.

"Isn't this something everyone knows? Why are you mentioning this?"

The old man walked up to the clever ghost with a smile, and then spoke.

"Then do you know that the explosion of spiritual energy is actually a huge deception?"

"scam?"

The clever ghost couldn't understand.

"That's right, it's a scam. It's a huge scam from the heavens against the mortal world."

"Then, what is the purpose? Is there any irreconcilable contradiction between heaven and the mortal world?"

The witty ghost couldn't understand what the old man said, so he could only choke out this sentence that seemed to be a question, but in fact it was useless.

"Well, let's talk about the content of aura in the mortal world."

The old man snapped his fingers, and a tobacco rod appeared in his hand. Then, he moved to the cigarette holder, took two puffs, and exhaled a puff of white smoke, which provided a picture for the old man's explanation like an animation.

"The reason why there is a burst of aura in the mortal world is that some of the true immortals in the heaven will fall, so that the aura that was originally in the body of the real immortal will be released in one breath, and naturally a large amount of aura will flow into the mortal world, resulting in a large amount of aura. Explosive phenomenon."

The smoke drew figures one after another, and then the wind blown by the old man dissipated one after another. It really seemed that someone died in this episode that was not even a drama.

"Why would the true immortal fall? Isn't the true immortal a very powerful existence? How could there be an existence that can make the true immortal fall?"

Seeing the old man's mysterious smile, the witty ghost immediately understood what it was that caused the true immortal to fall.

"Because a battle will break out among the true immortals in the heavens, and the battle between them will cause a large number of true immortals to fall. At that time, not only will there be a large amount of aura that can allow immortal cultivators to break through the bottleneck of cultivation , and because of the lack of manpower in the Heavenly Court, a large number of immortal cultivators will be promoted to true immortals and work for the Heavenly Court."

When hearing these things, the witty ghost was stunned for a while.

It was difficult for him to digest such a huge amount of freshness for a while, and he couldn't even react at all.

And the old man just smoked the pipe quietly.

When he felt that the time was almost up, he exhaled the smoke from his mouth onto the clever ghost's face.

"Young man, do you understand?"

"Got it. Then why are you telling me these things?"

Although he understood the reason for the explosion of aura, the clever ghost still didn't know why the old man would tell him these things.

"Because you are a malleable talent, and I am a bole, and I need you, a great horse, to work for me. Of course, the benefits are indispensable."

When the old man said this, he was extremely confident.

And the clever ghost himself had a rough idea, so he naturally agreed.

"I can work for you, but I still have a question to ask you, and you must answer me."

"But it doesn't matter."

The old man didn't care what questions the Dodger asked.

Because in the eyes of the old man, all problems are very simple things.

"Who are you?"

……

"Young man, just wait for my news!"

The old man turned around and disappeared.

Watching the old man gradually disappear before his eyes, and finally he couldn't even notice his breath, the corner of the clever ghost's mouth turned up.

"I will take revenge, my lord!"

The clenched fist and uncontrollable excitement made the witty ghost extra happy.

(End of this chapter)