Mortal Cultivation: I Have a Mirror of Absurdity

Chapter 39 39 Old Monster

On this day, Wang Geng had just killed a level five sea scorpion on an unknown island.

He happily stepped forward and took out the demon pill from the demon beast's corpse. At this moment, an extremely old voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"My little friend is very skillful in refining these dozens of formation flags! My little friend should be from Tiannan, so it is rare to be able to come to the Chaos Star Sea."

Hearing the person coming from behind, Wang Geng was immediately shocked and stood on the spot with his scalp numb. When he turned around stiffly, he found that a strange old man had entered another Yin-Yang Wuji Array he had set up and was scanning up and down. The dozens of formation flags in the formation looked upon the psychedelic magical power of the formation as if it were nothing.

Wang Geng took a closer look and found that the strange old man opposite had white beard and hair, and a wrinkled face. Although he was dressed in white clothes, holding a cane, and dressed like a golden immortal, this could not hide his appearance at all. The body has an old look.

"What kind of realm is this strange old man? He can actually enter the Yin-Yang Infinite Array out of thin air without using a prohibition token, and there is not even a trace of precious light or spiritual energy fluctuations on his body."

The strange old man was able to quietly enter the Yin-Yang Infinite Formation. It was obvious that his strength was beyond imagination. He should be at least an old monster at the Nascent Soul stage or above. In addition, Wang Geng's origin was revealed in one sentence, making him unable to resist at all. heart of.

"Isn't this unique smelting method only known by that person? How could I know this method of refining weapons? Could it be that he is a descendant or descendant of that person? That's not right. I once went to Tiannan to look for it. Since that person After disappearing, this kind of smelting method has never appeared again for nearly a thousand years. Now that so many years have passed, how come it suddenly appears again? It's strange, strange."

The strange old man seemed to be asking Wang Geng, but also asking and answering himself. His words were shrouded in mist, a little confused, and he had the temperament of a madman.

"Senior, my eyes are like a torch, and I can see fire through a hole. I am indeed from the south of the world. Since I am interested in this smelting method, I can present the jade slip recording this method to my senior."

Although the old monster in front of him had an astonishing level of cultivation, which made Wang Geng a little frightened, he didn't seem to have much malice. So, Wang Geng hurriedly took out the jade that recorded the Heavenly Art of Refining Treasures from his storage bag. Jane, intends to dedicate it to the other party for self-protection.

"It's late! It's late! If we had seen each other hundreds of years ago, I might still be interested in taking a look. As for now, my friend's green jade pestle seems to be a mysterious thing. It's a pity that such a thing In the human world, it can only be used as a decoration and has no great use at all."

After the strange old man finished speaking, he didn't even look at the jade slip in Wang Geng's hand. Instead, he turned his head and stared blankly at the already setting sun in the sky, and murmured to himself in a low voice. His face looked extremely lonely, as if he had lost interest in everything in the world.

Wang Geng was originally worried that the other party was thinking about his Xuantian Flying Knife, so he didn't dare to speak until he saw that the other party seemed to just mention it casually, and then watched the sunset by himself. He was obviously interested in Xuantian Feidao was not interested, and then he put his heart that was in his throat back into his stomach.

After that, Wang Geng stood aside with his hands folded, secretly guessing about the other party's background and purpose of appearing.

It was strange that the old man had been looking at the sun. When the sun was about to set, he suddenly turned to look at Wang Geng. His eyes were deep and long, and there was a trace of confusion in his words, which clearly contained some kind of meaning. A definite expectation.

"Have you ever heard of the theory of reincarnation? Do you believe it is true?"

It's strange that the old man asked such an incomprehensible question.

"This junior has a friend. He has a good friend who is a female formation genius. Unfortunately, this girl was born with the rare body of dragon chant."

Wang Geng felt that the other party seemed to care about the theory of reincarnation, but he was a little unsure, so he wanted his help to confirm it was true. In his eagerness, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered a story among mortals, and he immediately told it.

Hearing the dragon's roar, the strange old man's eyes flashed, and he obviously knew about this special physique.

"Later, this woman passed away at a young age. Many years later, the junior friend met a young female monk again in an extremely distant place. This female monk was the same as me in appearance and temperament. My friend's deceased friend is somewhat similar, and she was also a formation genius. What's even more rare is that she also has the body of a dragon."

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in the strange old man's eyes, and the corner of his mouth smiled unconsciously, as if he had taken some miraculous medicine.

"Juniors and friends of juniors all believe that the relationship between the two women should be reincarnation."

Seeing the weird old man's expression, Wang Geng thought he had felt the other person's pulse and spoke to the other person's heart. The above words were exactly what the other person wanted to hear, so he immediately came to a definite conclusion. After he finished speaking, he carefully continued to observe the expression on the strange old man's face, waiting for his next reaction.

"That's it. Reincarnation does exist in the world, and I do still have hope to embark on the path of cultivating immortality again in the future."

When the strange old man heard Wang Geng's last words, he stood up in a daze. While pacing around the place, he began to whisper to himself again in a low voice. His words and deeds looked extremely excited, as if he was eating. It's like taking medicine.

"Is the other party's deadline coming?"

Seeing the strange old man's almost abnormal behavior, Wang Geng suddenly had an idea in his mind.

After a while, the sun finally went down, and the strange old man finally stopped. After taking a long breath, he suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Huh! Thank you, little friend. I have solved the last knot in my heart. I have no worries in this life. I can finally leave with ease. There is a rare earth-attribute treasure here. It is useless to keep it here. I think My friend, the earth spirit root is exactly what I should use, so I give it to you as a thank you. Remember, the contents inside can only be taken out when you are completely sure after forming the elixir, otherwise there will be serious trouble. ."

After the strange old man said the above words, he suddenly threw a storage bag over. Then before Wang Geng could grab the storage bag in his hand, he suddenly disappeared on the spot, just as invisible as when he came. The traces are traceable and mysterious.

Wang Geng subconsciously took the storage bag and looked at the empty formation on the other side, becoming silent.

"What happened?"

This adventure happened so quickly that Wang Geng is still a little confused.

After a while, he shook his head to regain his composure, and then immediately sat down cross-legged and began to meditate to refining his energy and restore his magic power.

After regaining his mana, Wang Geng immediately checked the storage bag left by the strange old man.

There was a three-foot-square khaki stone mountain in the bag, which was densely covered with all kinds of talismans. From the flashing light on these talismans, it could be seen that they were all high-level talismans.

Wang Geng made a rough calculation and found that these talismans alone were worth 40,000 to 50,000 spiritual stones. So how valuable was the stone mountain sealed by these talismans? What exactly is it? Why seal it with so many talismans?

Wang Geng looked at the khaki hills and searched for memories of the past, but found nothing in the end.

In desperation, I could only put it away and leave it to worry about later.

One day later, a ray of silver light suddenly rose into the sky from the unknown island and flew towards the north again.

(End of this chapter)