This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

Seeing that the opponent easily blocked the attack of "Spiritual Sword Finger".

Zhang Xianling suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and dared not act rashly again.

"Telepathic Sword Finger" is a human-level offensive magical power, and its power is self-evident.

Especially considering Zhang Xianling's state of great perfection in Qi training, even a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm would not be able to resolve it so easily.

in other words--

The dirty old man in front of him had a cultivation level far beyond Zhang Xianling's comprehension.

It seems that he is at least a strong man in the "Golden Core Realm"!

"Senior, you are in such a refined mood. Why did you come here alone to drink? You actually scared this junior."

He chose to show weakness without hesitation.

Zhang Xianling forced himself to remain calm. At the moment, without knowing the other party's origin and purpose, it would be impossible to confront them head-on. The wisest choice was to wait and see.

"Fuck you, senior!"

Throw your hand away.

The old man smacked his lips and raised his eyebrows, saying, "I'm just a stinky janitor cleaning the library. You don't have to be like this!"

"Senior, you're joking..."

Smile.

Zhang Xianling remained calm and probed, "With your cultivation and strength, I'm afraid even the elders in the sect might not be your match. How could you be just a mere servant?"

After hearing this.

The mysterious old man raised his eyebrows, his expression instantly turning contemptuous. He couldn't help but complain loudly, "Hmph, the current 'Junzitang' is nothing but a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp. They appear to be righteous and moral, but in reality, they have evil intentions. They are a bunch of hypocritical villains with two faces and two hearts. Sooner or later, our ancestors' foundation will be destroyed by them. I am ashamed to associate with such garbage!"

There was a pause.

The mysterious old man seemed quite dissatisfied with the current state of the Gentleman Hall. He raised his hand and picked his nose, then looked at the somewhat bewildered Zhang Xianling again. He suddenly changed the subject and said, "Then again, you were just like me before, a stinky errand boy who was ignored by everyone. Now, haven't you transformed yourself into a big celebrity in this small sect?!"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Xianling felt inexplicably nervous, which was not difficult to see from the old man's words just now.

The other party seemed to know me very well, and the feeling of being secretly thought of by others was really uncomfortable.

"Don't be nervous, Zhang Xianling, right?"

He tilted his head back and took another sip of wine, a faint blush appearing on his dirty face.

The mysterious old man shook his head and said casually, "Decades ago, when you young people first arrived at the sect, I have been paying attention to you. I have seen the performance of each and every one of you..."

He stretched out his withered fingers.

The mysterious old man pointed at Zhang Xianling and grinned, "But you, you followed that girl Ouyang Yun obediently back then, and you were tricked into losing everything. I never thought that in just ten years, you would be so patient and hold back, and suddenly turn the tide against the wind, even I was kept in the dark. You really are the young to be feared!"

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Xianling looked deep in his eyes, took a deep breath, and became more and more wary of the mysterious old man in front of him.

He is very powerful, but he doesn't show off. More importantly, this old guy is lurking in the "Junzitang" and seems to be paying attention to everyone.

Who is he? !

What is the purpose of doing this?!

"Haha, Senior, you are too kind..."

Zhang Xianling clasped his hands together and took a few steps back.

Faced with this ruthless character that he couldn't control, he had already begun to think about retreating.

Anyway, I won’t be able to understand the classics here in a short time, so it’s better to leave early to avoid trouble.

"If you have nothing else to do, I will not disturb your meditation. I will come to visit you another day. Goodbye."

Say it.

Zhang Xianling turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't want to stay any longer.

"Wait!"

hum~~~

Suddenly——

A strong and pungent smell of alcohol descended from the sky and quickly spread in all directions, like an invisible wall, blocking all of Zhang Xianling's escape routes for a time.

Narrow your eyes.

Zhang Xianling suppressed his temper, his eyes turned unfriendly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Senior, what do you mean?"

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere in the entire Siku Library immediately became solemn.

"Good boy, just because I don't agree with you, you start to grin at me..."

A hint of teasing flashed across his brows.

The mysterious old man picked his nose as if no one was around, his eyebrows dancing with joy as he said, "Relax, if I really wanted to deal with you, I could just do it directly. Why would I have to go through so much trouble?"

Hear the words.

Zhang Xianling felt that there was some truth to it. With the old guy's cultivation level, if he wanted to crush him to death, it would be just a matter of a snap of a finger.

Killing people is not enough, there is no need to go around in such a big circle.

This old man must be asking for something...

Think of this.

Zhang Xianling simply put down the burden in his heart, spread his hands and said: "Senior, please feel free to speak frankly if you have anything to say. I will listen. If it is within my ability, I will definitely not refuse."

"Hahahaha, so refreshing!"

He raised his head and laughed out loud.

The old man rubbed his stinky feet. If it weren't for the heavy aura of true energy emanating from his body, he would have looked like a down-and-out old beggar.

"After so many years, I finally met a suitable young man. Not only is his cultivation superb, but he's also ruthless and thoughtful. He's just a little too rebellious, with a rebellious streak in his head!"

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling curled his lips, appearing calm on the surface, but complaining deep down in his heart.

Your grandfather's...

I also want to learn to be low-key, but plug-ins are not allowed!

If you don't rebel, where will the reward come from?!

The Three Realms and Four Continents are very evil. Even if you have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, you can only show off in the "Gentleman Hall". If you don't improve your strength quickly, you will be trampled underfoot in the end.

"Well, since I'm asking you to work hard, I have to give you some benefits!"

talking.

The old man grinned, raised his middle finger, and pointed it towards the sky.

no......

The gestures of this old guy clearly show that he is trying to take advantage of me!

Zhang Xianling cursed in his heart, but before he could react, the bookshelves around him suddenly shook violently.

next moment--

Countless classics flew up on their own.

Just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the dust it raises is overwhelming.

Wow...

In a blink of an eye.

The books in the air suddenly fell to the ground and piled up in an orderly manner to form a small hill. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of books.

"Senior, this is..." Zhang Xianling asked in surprise.

Ding sound~~

The mysterious old man said nothing, but pointed his finger into the air, hitting Zhang Xianling directly between the eyebrows.

The golden light flashed continuously.

Zhang Xianling was stunned and had no time to react at all. A large amount of information instantly flooded into his consciousness like a tide.

The head was spinning and I had a splitting headache.

Countless words and contents were churning in Zhang Xianling's mind, causing him to kneel down on the ground in pain, gasping for breath.

After a while.

Zhang Xianling finally felt better. Although he was sweating profusely, his mind became clearer.

Even the "Anti-Bone Strategy" that had been lurking in the deepest part became more and more crystal clear, and while trembling silently, it couldn't help but emit a deep glow.

"The Confucian texts used by ancient sages were specifically used to record magical skills and Taoist texts. Although these things are not very powerful, that old immortal Situ Zhong has always been thinking about them. Over the years, he has sent younger generations to explore the way under the guise of rewards, but they have always returned empty-handed..."

shook his head.

The mysterious old man grinned and said, "Now, I have used the method of initiation to imprint the true meaning of this ancient Confucian text into your consciousness."

"You came here just to learn a few magical skills to keep you safe..."

Pointing to the books piled up like a hill on the ground.

The mysterious old man continued, "These three hundred volumes are exactly what you want. I have sorted them out for you. You can read and understand them at your own will. Consider them a deposit for your services to me!"

Startled slightly.

Zhang Xianling slowly stood up and picked up a book from the pile of books.

Open it and take a look.

Sure enough, it was no longer as difficult to understand as before. The tadpole characters throughout the text seemed to be alive, transforming into a set of extremely precise luck methods.

"Tao follows nature, creating countless things."

Stretched a lot.

The slovenly and mysterious old man yawned and sighed, "Feel free to browse the books here. I'm going to take a nap and won't keep you company!"

Seeing that the other party wanted to leave.

Zhang Xianling quickly stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Wait a minute, Senior. You haven't told me what it is you want me to do for you!"

There is no free lunch in the world. If you give something, you must ask for something in return.

Although he received a favor from the old man, Zhang Xianling always felt weird, fearing that he would fall into the sinkhole dug by the other party. If he lost the big picture for the small gain, the loss would outweigh the gain.

"The time is not right, don't ask around..."

He shook his hand.

The old man picked his nose, raised an eyebrow and shouted, "Although I can't leave this pagoda, whenever the time comes, it will be easy for me to contact a young man like you."

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Xianling suddenly felt a headache. It seemed that he was really entangled by this strange old beggar. It would become increasingly difficult for him to stay out of trouble in the future.

"Oh, by the way..."

He slapped his forehead with his backhand and looked back with an inexplicable smile.

The old man said in a strange tone, "You're so clever and intelligent, haven't you ever thought about this? 'Junzitang' has been established for thousands of years. Aside from the headmasters and elders, why are the disciples and followers still the same old faces from your time?"

Hear the words.

Zhang Xianling's heart sank and he was speechless for a long time.

In fact.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. When they achieve initial success in Qi training, they have already shed their mortal bones, and their Qi, blood, and lifespan can last for a hundred years without declining.

If one reaches the Foundation Establishment Stage, living for three to five hundred years is no problem.

The legendary Jindan realm cultivators can extend their lifespan for more than a thousand years.

Just as the old man said.

The huge "Junzitang" has a long history. Even if it is on the decline, after years of accumulation, there should be thousands of disciples over the past dozen generations, if not tens of thousands.

But now, apart from the older generation headed by Situ Zhong, there are only a group of young fellow disciples who joined the sect with him decades ago.

The traces of iteration in between seemed to have been erased!

The extremely abrupt tearing and faulting feeling makes people feel very weird, as if everything is done deliberately.

"All things in the world are illusory, only immortality can win people's hearts."

He took a swig of the drink.

The sloppy old man stepped into the air, his figure rising straight up, gradually merging into the top of the pagoda, leaving only his erratic laughter still echoing in his ears.

"Hahaha, brat, the world is dangerous and people's hearts are not as pure as they used to be. You must always be on guard and be more careful. Having said that, you better take care of yourself!"