The conflict between Wu Jie and Wei Teng was soon known in the town, because from then on, the arrogant and domineering Wei Teng disappeared when he saw Wu Jie and even took a detour.

After this incident, everyone finally realized that the masters in this town were not the only guards of Jie Minghuan and Liu Ming, but also a young doctor who was hidden.

But it doesn't matter if you know. Most seekers of immortality are relatively peaceful. Even if they don't do kindness to others, they will at least not cause trouble. Wu Jie is not like a person who likes to cause trouble. He is like a tiger who is full and dozing off. As long as you don't get along and seek death by yourself, he will be too lazy to do anything.

In this world, people who like to seek death are extremely rare.

Of course, this also includes Wu Jie himself.

"Brother Jie, I guess you can see it too?" Sitting on the top of the cliff, Wu Jie confirmed that there was no third person in the range he had seen except for himself and Jie Minghuan, so he said with confidence, "That Blacksmith Zhang is definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Of course. No matter how big the fire is or how long he has worked, he always has so much sweat." Jie Minghuan was not introverted and indifferent when facing masters of the same level. "I'm afraid that the sweat was deliberately forced out by him - but even the masters of innate martial arts may not be able to do it."

Wu Jie was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he could see the flaws from this aspect, and then praised him, deeply impressed by the old man's vision.

He also often goes to the blacksmith shop, but he has never noticed the sweat on Zhang Long!

"Not only that, Brother Jie, look." He took out the sickle he had bought before, took out the nails and hammers, placed the nails in a piece of iron spirit, and smashed them hard with a hammer.

With a tingling sound, sparks flew everywhere, but there was not even a scratch on the iron spirit.

This scene surprised Jie Minghuan, staring at the sickle, and asked, "I have bought the things he made before, and it is just ordinary to use. Why is this sickle so weird!"

"The strange thing is not the sickle, but this small piece of place." Wu Jie did not hide his own personal information, and explained in detail the situation of the small piece of iron spirit to him.

Jie Minghuan had never heard of "Iron Essence", but he could easily understand what Wu Jie said. His eyes looked at the sickle and suddenly became hot, as if he saw a master with high skills and skillful skills through the sickle, and saw his hope of breaking through the bottleneck and entering the innate martial arts.

"This Master Zhang is indeed a real person who doesn't show his appearance!" The cold face showed an excited smile for the first time, "Thank you, Brother Wu, for your advice! This kindness will never be forgotten by Jie!"

Wu Jie also smiled, and finally talked about the real topic of invitation to Jie Minghuan today: "The problem now is that Master Zhang obviously doesn't like others to disturb him. What should we use to convince him? If you accidentally anger him, let alone seeking immortality, you are afraid that your life will be difficult to save!"

When Jie Minghuan heard this, he frowned and began to think.

As a martial arts senior who has been in the martial arts world for nearly twenty years, his social experience is much greater than that of Wu Jiezu. Even with the social experience in his previous life, Wu Jie has been in society for less than ten years, which is almost half of his.

The social experience accumulated on a peaceful earth is actually not very useful in this world full of crisis. People in this world are much more sensitive than people on earth. Some small things that are not significant on earth may anger them. Moreover, their reactions when they are angry are exaggerated than those on earth. They are polite to swing their fists, and it is common to draw their swords.

After all, the country where Wu Jie lived in was a country with a crime rate in the world and a top-notch stability. It was completely different from this dangerous world where people died from wars. Perhaps...that is the war-torn areas on the earth?

The reason why Wu Jie asked Jie Minghuan to discuss it was that he hoped to use the other party’s experience in the martial arts world to come up with a way to convince Zhang Long and find a fairy fate.

Jie Minghuan thought about it for almost an hour, his face changed many times, and finally he smiled and felt a little confident in his eyes.

"Xie thought about it all over the place, but finally he thought it would be better for us to come to the door to find out the matter."

"Oh? Why? What if Master Zhang is angry?" Wu Jie was stunned and asked in confusion.

"Qingniu Town is a holy place to seek immortality, which is well-known far and wide. If Master Zhang really didn't want others to disturb him, he would have moved to another place long ago. He stayed here, and he should be looking for a suitable disciple while living in seclusion and practicing." Jie Minghuan pointed to himself and pointed to Wu Jie, "You and I are both masters who step into innate martial arts with half a foot. They are strong and have a strong will. He used ironwork as a pastime, and what he was looking for should be disciples like us!"

Wu Jie nodded slightly, thinking that what he said made sense.

"Although Master Zhang refused to reveal his identity, he should be a more straightforward person based on his usual words and deeds. So we went to the door to find out everything we asked for a disciple, and he should accept us."

Wu Jie thought about it carefully, and finally took a deep breath and made a decision.

This old man must be above himself for his understanding of the hearts of the world. Since that is the case, then trust the opinions of professionals!

The next morning, after the seekers of immortals went out one after another, Wu Jie and Jie Minghuan came to the blacksmith shop together.

"You are finally here." Before they could speak, Zhang Long spoke first, "I was wondering, why didn't you come yesterday - have you finally made up your mind?"

The two of them had no doubts after hearing this and bowed down together.

Before they could bow down, Zhang Long had already come up to support them and did not accept their bow.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not that simple to recruit disciples in the Immortal Sect. Don't say that you haven't become a disciple yet, even if you have become a disciple, as long as you are not my disciple, you don't have to worship me - we don't have so many rules." He smiled honestly, and took out two bamboo pieces from somewhere and handed them to the two of them, "This bamboo piece is my token, remember to carry it with you. You will naturally understand the future things."

After thinking about it, he reminded him again: "Don't come in the future, and don't spread today's affairs. We righteous monks are very taboo to reveal their identities to mortals at will. Remember! Remember!"

When the two of them walked away, Zhang Long sat on the stool with a smile, took out a wine pot from somewhere, raised his head and took a big sip, looking quite proud.

"I immediately recruited two and a half-innate young masters. The basic requirements for this admission are completed!"

Wu Jieqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, hurried back to the inn, closed the doors and windows, and penetrated into the world of heavenly books.

As soon as he entered the world of heavenly books, he could no longer bear it and laughed to the sky.

It takes no effort to find any place to find the iron shoes!

"Congratulations to Master!" Moli came up and said with a smile, "This dragon really has a sect. If a cultivator has a sect as a backer, his life will be much better!"

Du Ruo is naturally also happy about this. She has always hoped to find a way to practice until she appears during the day, because in addition to eating, she still likes to bask in the sun and cannot move in the sun, which is inconvenient.

The three of them celebrated for a while, and Wu Jie left the world of Heavenly Books and took out the dark brown bamboo slip to look carefully.

This bamboo slip looks very ordinary, but it is much heavier in your hand than ordinary bamboo slips. There are vaguely many patterns on the bamboo slips that look like clouds in the sky. The front of the bamboo slips is the four words "Keep the truth and do not lose", and a bright red flame is drawn on the back. When he placed his fingers on the drawn flames, he felt a stream of heat flowing out of the bamboo slips, slightly hot.

When he entered the world of Heavenly Book, he felt the blood and blood on his body flowing rapidly, and he had to put down this bamboo slip. From this we can see that it is indeed not an ordinary thing, but a treasure containing a lot of spiritual energy.

"It's a very simple magic weapon," said Jasmine, "but it was done with great care. It was probably the token of this sect."

Jasmine, who is highly sensible, commented on "attention", this bamboo slip is indeed extraordinary!

Wu Jie looked at the bamboo slip carefully and always felt familiar. After a while, he remembered that the "token of seeking immortality" passed down from the Taotu family seemed to be quite similar to this bamboo slip.

He had also seen the token, which was a green bamboo board, squared about half a palm. The front was engraved with "The future is long" and the back was engraved with a shepherd boy riding an old cow and herding sheep. Both the words and paintings were simple, but they showed a vigorous and vigorous feeling, which made people impressed.

Whether it is the shape or the text, the two tokens are different, but Wu Jie felt that there was an indescribable feeling on these two tokens, which made him feel that they were very similar to each other.

He was determined to look for the token again in Taoci, but unfortunately, Taoci went to Yingzui Cliff and would take at least ten or eight days to come back.

Master Zhang Long had already told him not to go to the blacksmith shop again, but Doctor Jiang'an went out to find the craftsman, Taotu and Liu Ming went to Yingzui Cliff, and Jie Minghuan was in seclusion every day. For a moment, he had no more familiar people in Qingniu Town.

Bored, Wu Jie went to visit several other people in the town who looked a little special ones one by one.

Zhou Zhou, the owner of the grocery store, is a middle-aged Confucian scholar who looks very pedantic and down-and-out. He has a little simple personality, like a nerd who has been stupid since childhood. He always thinks about people and things, and is often made fun of by the residents of the town.

It is said that Mr. Zhou also studied and studied, but he didn't even pass the exam. After so many years in society, he suffered a lot of losses, big and small, and he was so down-and-out that he ran a grocery store, but he had to write letters to others and work as a tailor to supplement his family income. He still lived a tight life.

The reason is probably because he adhered to the words of the saint and only made one tenth of the profit in business. The old ladies and aunts in the town were so cruel that he often couldn't make one tenth of the profit...

In addition, the chef Li Goudan of the restaurant is also very special - not only has a very unique name, but his appearance is even more unique. This chef Li has a strong back and a bear-bearing waist, which is even better than Master Zhang Long, but his face is quite elegant, like a gentle scholar. The vision of this beautiful eyebrows, eyes, and a tiger back and a bear-bearing waist made many people who saw him for the first time stunned - Wu Jie is also one of them.

Compared to Chef Li's strange appearance, Li Wushang, a postman at the post office with an ordinary appearance, looks very inconspicuous. In fact, he is indeed very inconspicuous, so inconspicuous that even if you stand in front of you, you will subconsciously ignore him.

Wu Jie felt that this Li Cha Ye really shouldn't be a postman. If he is a killer, he will definitely be the top killer. I'm afraid that he will not know who will attack the target until he dies.

With the example of Master Zhang Long in front, Wu Jiejue thought that doctor General, Mr. Zhou, Chef Li, and Master Li are not ordinary people... Maybe even Li Huantun Li Xiaoyao and his son are immortal cultivators.

If you think about it carefully, this town is simply the base camp of immortal cultivators!

He thought so and laughed in silence.
Chapter completed!