I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

"This is the breakthrough opportunity you mentioned..."

The old chicken head looked solemnly, fixed on the scenery of the small park in front of him, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

In the small park, a series of brand-new fitness equipment and children's amusement facilities are arranged in an orderly manner. They glow with a soft luster under the caress of the moonlight, making them particularly eye-catching.

These facilities are not only a source of laughter for children, but also a small bond for villagers to exercise daily and maintain community friendship.

As time goes by, they seem to be forgotten by time, and still retain the bright and beautiful appearance when they were first built, as if they were new yesterday, because the villagers regularly maintain these facilities.

Even at this moment, the park was still bustling with activity, with several martial arts enthusiasts moving between the fitness equipment. Their movements were vigorous and powerful, their sweat glistening in the light, demonstrating their endless love and pursuit of martial arts.

For example, that guy Lin Shi.

"What? You still don't want to believe it? Go and try it and you'll know." Seeing his old friend's face full of doubt, the old uncle smiled and pointed to the facilities in front, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll try it now..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Chicken Head had already staggered into the depths of the park, leaning on his shiny bamboo pole.

"Who is this……"

At this moment, Lin Qingzhi's figure quietly appeared beside the old uncle, his eyes fell on the old chicken head who was walking away, his heart full of curiosity.

The old uncle turned his head, glanced at Lin Qingzhi gently, and smiled slowly, "Oh, that's an old friend of mine. He heard that the seal of the immortal-mortal passage was in danger, so he came to inform me of this matter."

"The matter of the seal..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingzhi raised his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the distance before he nodded calmly. To him, they were merely a group of insignificant, ant-like beings. A simple wave of his hand would make them vanish into thin air. Naturally, this matter was not something he should worry about.

"Well, you'd better let Xiao Yaoer and the others come back as soon as possible." The old uncle's words were full of concern and worry for Xiao Yaoer and the other children.

"Uncle, don't worry. I will always keep an eye on them." Lin Qingzhi raised his lips with a warm smile and gently comforted his uncle.

"Well, now your cultivation is unfathomable, far beyond that of ordinary people. I'll leave this matter to you." After hearing this, the old uncle finally felt relieved.

"How is it possible... How can such bizarre things exist in this world... What kind of sacred things are these...?"

Just at this moment, from the depths of the park came the old chicken head's exclamation of disbelief, his voice full of astonishment and confusion.

Lin Qingzhi exchanged a meaningful look with his old uncle, then walked slowly and steadily into the depths of the park.

Before my eyes, Old Chicken Head stood stiffly beside a row of fitness equipment, his face pale and his eyes wide open, as if he had witnessed the most incredible sight in the world.

The fitness equipment was covered by a layer of strange light at some point, and runes on it flowed, leaping and dancing like a living thing, exuding an ancient and mysterious charm.

"Could this... be the Dao runes passed down from ancient times?" Old Chicken Head muttered to himself, the shock in his tone stronger than ever before, as if a certain cognition deep in his heart had been completely overturned.

The old uncle slowly walked forward, his hands gently placed on the top of his cane, his eyes gleaming with pride, and he said slowly: "Look, can these items help you reach a higher level of cultivation?"

As he spoke, Old Chicken Head stretched out his hands, dry as firewood and full of traces of time, as if stroking a rare treasure, and slowly passed over the fitness equipment in the park, revealing infinite cherishment in every inch.

"Where did you find these treasures?" The old chicken head finally couldn't suppress his curiosity. He turned to look at his uncle, with a gleam of inquiry in his eyes.

At this moment, Lao Jitou suddenly realized that it was no wonder that his uncle had made a breakthrough in his cultivation. It turned out that the secret was hidden in these seemingly ordinary fitness equipment.

At this moment, his heart was firmly drawn to this small park, as if there was no other place in the world that could compare to this place. He just wanted to enjoy the joy of practicing in this small space and was unwilling to set foot anywhere else.

Looking at the meaningful look in Old Chicken Head's eyes, the old uncle's mood suddenly brightened, as if the warm spring sun shone into his heart. After all, from now on, he would no longer be alone, and there would be someone to play chess with and spend time with him.

In the past, although I was able to play a few games with the younger generations, I was always a little restrained. Even if I wanted to regret my moves occasionally, I couldn't bring myself to say it because of my status as an elder.

Now, with this fellow chess player, everything is completely different. Even if I have to regret a move, I can feel at ease and without any burden.

"You don't need to inquire about the origins of these things," the old uncle said with a smile, a cunning glint in his eyes. "You just need to know that they can help you improve your cultivation. That's enough."

"Hahaha... old stubborn man, it seems that it was a wise move for me to come here today!" The old chicken head laughed heartily, the sound shaking the roof tiles, as if even the air was rejoicing.

The old chicken head said happily.

He no longer wanted to worry about where these things came from.

"Hey, you old naughty boy, you'd better go and take a rest! I'm planning to settle down in this small park." The old chicken head completely ignored the old uncle's nagging, casually threw the bamboo stick in his hand aside, and jumped onto the fitness equipment next to him with ease.

Then he began to practice with a grunt, as if he had an inextricable bond with this simple instrument.

With every move he made, a mysterious Taoist rhythm seemed to flow and flicker on the fitness equipment.

It is difficult for ordinary people to capture such a scene. Only masters who have reached the Dharma Realm or above can glimpse the mystery.

Looking at the face of Old Chicken Head, which was filled with satisfaction, the old uncle couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

He had previously acted as if he were completely unconvinced, but now he seemed to be attracted by some magic and refused to move.

"Uh……"

The old chicken head turned his gaze to Lin Qingzhi, who was standing next to the old uncle. Seeing him doing morning exercises with smooth and powerful movements, he couldn't help but feel curious and asked:

"This extraordinary young man is..."

Upon hearing this, the old uncle glanced at Lin Qingzhi beside him, his eyes full of praise, and then introduced him to the old chicken head:

"This is a talented young man from my clan, named Lin Qingzhi. You can just call him Qingzhi. These exquisite things under your feet were made by this young man of mine."

"What……"

When Lao Jitou heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, his shock was beyond words, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Qingzhi.

The young man before him was merely a warrior at the Xiantian realm. How could he possess such a shocking skill...

"What? Do you think my Qingzhi is just a warrior at the Xiantian realm? Humph, his cultivation is far above you and me." The old uncle had a proud look on his face, and his tone was filled with unquestionable firmness.

"Really?"

The old chicken head's face was still frozen with an expression of disbelief, as if he had heard the most incredible story in the world. The astonishment almost stretched his deeply wrinkled face.

Lin Qingzhi had a gentle smile on his face. He just silently endured the pride and show-off that his uncle inadvertently revealed, without saying a word in response.

"Qingzhi, this is your uncle's good friend, you can just call him Master Ji..."

The old uncle spoke with a touch of intimacy as he introduced this eccentric old man to Lin Qingzhi.

When Old Chicken Head heard this, a look of displeasure suddenly flashed across his face. The subtle change of his mood was like the autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves. Although it was light, it could not be ignored.

After all, the nickname doesn't sound very pleasant.

"Junior Lin Qingzhi, I pay my respects to Master Ji..."

After Lin Qingzhi's respectful words fell, the old chicken head couldn't help but curl his lips, and a subtle look flashed in his eyes.

However, even so, he nodded slightly, as if accepting the title.

"Well, Qingzhi, I wonder what your current level of cultivation is?" There was a bit of curiosity and inquiry in the old chicken head's words, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Qingzhi.

Lin Qingzhi smiled but did not reply.

He himself didn't know how advanced his cultivation had become.