I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

For Ling Hebian, he once said that today's world of cultivating immortals is no longer the same as he was then.

At that time, Patriarch Ling was noncommittal.

After all, as a person who once stood in the pyramid, he knows the situation in the world of cultivating immortals better than most monks.

The aura of heaven and earth in this world of cultivating immortals is getting thinner and thinner day by day.

and so.

After 10 years, the top monks in the world of cultivating immortals will only be worse than 10 years ago.

But now, Patriarch Ling began to have doubts.

The reason why he was so skeptical was because of several reasons for guarding the carriage during the Mahayana period, but the more important thing was the old beggar-like man sitting in front of the carriage.

The aura of this person gave him an extremely strong sense of crisis, as if the person in front of him was not a person, but a terrifying existence that could easily destroy a world with a single gesture.

Patriarch Ling suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart.

That is whether the opponent's cultivation base will exceed the tribulation period.

Although he didn't know why he had such absurd idea, but one thing he could be sure of was that he couldn't afford to provoke the other party.

And it is such a being.

now.

Actually driving someone.

Did the world of comprehension really undergone earth-shaking changes while he was sleeping?

……

Ling Hebian didn't know the shock in Ling Patriarch's heart.

now.

Seeing that luxurious carriage approaching, he wisely avoided to the side of the road.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang Changgui, who was sitting at the front of the carriage, noticed the Ling River not far away, slowly raised his hand, and said softly.

The horse pulling the carriage gradually stopped as if it could understand human speech.

The old beggar glanced at Ling Hebian indifferently, but didn't say anything.

The same is true for several Mahayana monks beside the carriage.

After all, to them, the Linghe Riverside is inconspicuous at all.

"Boy Ling, are you also going to attend Xiao Fubao's hundred-day banquet? That's just right, come up and go together!"

Wang Changgui smiled kindly, he sometimes went to the Escort, so naturally he also knew Ling Hebian who worked as a handyman in the Escort.

"No, old village chief, I just happened to pass by here and was about to return to the escort agency!" Ling Hebian hurriedly shook his head and explained.

"That's it!"

Wang Changgui didn't ask why Ling Hebian didn't attend the Hundred Days Banquet, but nodded.

Ling Hebian was about to say goodbye and leave.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a cute little face looking at him.

This little sister is so cute!

This is the first feeling of Linghe.

The little girl in front of her combed two cute little buns, her eyes were clear and bright.

But he still thinks Xiao Xibao is cuter.

However, Ling Hebian quickly put some messy thoughts behind him, and bid farewell to Wang Changgui and left on the grounds that Bufan Escort still had something to do.

This little episode, no matter who it is, didn't take it to heart.

……

Soon.

The carriage came to a house.

Although the mansion in front of him was not magnificent, it was extremely grand in the small town.

At this moment, bursts of laughter came from the house.

Huo Qilin quickly opened the curtain.

But when she poked her little head out and looked forward, her little face couldn't help being dull.

The small farmyard in my impression disappeared.

The big peach tree that was once lush and green has become bare now.

Is this still the same home?

Huo Qilin thought she had come to the wrong place, but her intuition told her that this was her brother's home.

The old beggar was also a little surprised.

He didn't expect that just a few years after leaving, the gentleman's residence had changed so much.

Not only did the house get bigger, but it was also blessed with some kind of powerful formation.

Not only that.

Just as the carriage approached the house, he faintly felt an extremely terrifying aura flash away.

Although this terrifying aura was not malicious to him, he knew that as long as he had the slightest bad thought, he would be killed on the spot.

"Is this warning me not to mess around?!"

The old beggar frowned slightly.

He could feel that this terrifying aura was not from that gentleman.

Moreover, he had never felt it at his husband's house before.

Could it be that in the past few years after he left, another extraordinary person came to Mr.'s house?

"You see, this plaque actually contains the true meaning!"

But at this moment, a Mahayana monk dressed as a middle-aged Confucian student exclaimed in a low voice.

Several Mahayana monks around also looked up at the plaque.

The plaque simply says Bujia Hut.

But it was these simple four words that shocked several Mahayana monks.

When they entered the small town, they were shocked to see the archway containing the supreme Tao rhyme. They did not expect to see the plaque containing the supreme truth.

You must know that Taoism and truth are different.

Dao rhyme is the aura of the way of heaven, and if you want to comprehend the aura of the way of heaven, you must have understanding.

The true meaning is the truth of the way of heaven, which not only requires comprehension, but also requires a certain level of cultivation, which must be realized in the practice of Mahayana monks like them.

On the other hand, the demon sages who turned into horses looked at the plaque suspiciously, as if they didn't feel the true meaning mentioned by the middle-aged Confucian scholar from the plaque.

Seeing this, the old beggar on the side shook his head.

It is clear.

These people did not feel the terrifying breath just now.

"Mr. Hong, are you unfamiliar with the mayor's house? In fact, it's not surprising. Not long after you left, the mayor rebuilt the house.

Everything here was arranged by the mayor himself! "

Seeing the old beggar staring blankly at the house, Wang Changgui explained with a smile.

"No wonder this house is so grand!" The old beggar nodded in praise.

"No, I want to go inside and have a look!"

At this moment, the Huo Qilin in the carriage suddenly jumped out, puffed up his cheeks, and strode towards the gate with great strides.

"Sir, wait for us!"

Immediately afterwards, two slender figures also jumped out of the carriage and followed Huo Qilin.

"This child has the same temperament as her mother!"

Wang Changgui stroked his beard and showed a kind smile.

The old beggar on the side smiled wryly, not knowing how to explain the matter of Huo Qilin to Wang Changgui.

Afterwards, Wang Changgui and the old beggar walked into the house together.

Seeing this, the six Mahayana monks followed immediately.

Only the two horses were left looking at each other.

"Don't we go in too?"

"Didn't you hear that senior Hong told us to stay?"

"But I always feel weird here, especially those two stone lions!"

"Look at your guts. You are still a dragon and a demon saint. You are afraid of even two stones. Don't say that you are of the dragon's lineage, just go and be a snake!"

When the two demon saints were talking in a low voice.

The eyes of the two stone lions next to the gate of the house turned strangely.

The two demon saints seemed to have noticed something, and immediately turned to look at the two stone lions.

I saw two stone lions squatting there motionless, with their heads raised in the distance, everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

The two demon saints swallowed together.

For some reason, they always feel that the two stone lions next to the gate are extremely intrusive.