What surprised Xia Chen was that during the training process, Tianma and the horse went from bickering to flattery, helping each other, and actually became a pair of best close friends, which was surprising.
Maybe it's because these two guys have mean personalities... Xia Chen thought to himself maliciously.
Of course, with these cheap friends, their journey was not only not lonely, but also very joyful. It was almost like traveling in the mountains and rivers.
Along the way, there were also some insidious immortals with evil intentions who attacked and plotted against them on the road. However, when they met their best friend and the old gangster Xia Chen, these guys all capsized in the gutter and became Xia Chen's fusion.
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He quickly mastered the fusion in Part 1. It's not that this magical technique is easy to learn. In fact, it took a lot of effort for Xia Chen to learn it.
The law contained in the fusion is very strange. It is a devouring law that Xia Chen has never seen before. If it were any other master, he might not even know how to get it.
Only Xia Chen had mastered all the laws, and his understanding was no less than the Master's later peak. With the help of the Law Ball, he spent several months to finally learn it.
No wonder no one has learned how to fuse after so many years since they started a family. It's not that they are not qualified, but that the magic of fusion is too profound. You have to at least be in the middle stage of human life to understand its rules. Xia Chen thought to himself.
But why can Cheng Dayan achieve fusion as a monk?
Xia Chenzai probed carefully for a long time before he realized that it was not that Cheng Dayan was gifted, but that he was born sensitive to the Devouring Law.
Everyone has sensitive areas, with different priorities. Sensitive areas can be accessed faster than others. You don’t even need to understand them, they will come naturally. Just like a dragon can fly naturally, it is instinctive and does not need to be learned.
The same is true for Cheng Dayan. His sensitivity to the Devouring Law is as extreme as anything Xia Chen has ever seen. Even Xia Chen himself is far behind, so he can achieve fusion as a monk.
In other words, Fusion Immortal Technique was created for people like Da Yan.
Xia Chen couldn't help but sigh, everyone has their own unique side. Just like Cheng Dayan, he is indeed not very talented, but he can practice and integrate, from the eighth level of supernatural power to the peak of true immortals, and there are countless people with more powerful talents than him
The monk may have already passed away.
This is chance, but also fate. Qualification may seem to determine your temporary cultivation, but in the long run, it is insignificant.
It seems that in the future we will have to find some rules suitable for Cheng Dayan's cultivation to help him break through to the master as soon as possible... Xia Chen thought to himself.
After more than ten days, the two of them stepped into a huge plain area.
Cheng Dayan's eyes shone. He said that this was the boundary of his hometown, and that he could reach his village in a few hundred thousand miles.
It's very sad to say this. Although I am actually not that old when I become a smoker, I haven't been back for hundreds of years. I don't know how many of the familiar faces in the village can remain.
Soon, they arrived at the village where Cheng's family lived. Looking at the familiar scene that had not changed much, Cheng Dayan's eyes turned red.
Although his parents are long gone, this is his hometown, the place where fallen leaves return to their roots, and the strong sense of identity and belonging to fellow villagers will not change.
He walked into the village in silence, with Xia Chen and Tianma following behind him. Naturally, they didn't feel like they were back home. However, looking around, they felt quite fresh.
This village is not small, with an area of several thousand miles, and probably tens of thousands of households living there. Basically every household is a monk, the children and teenagers are acquired monks, and most of the adults are supernatural monks.
The fairy world is full of immortal energy, and even the stupidest people can easily cultivate the true energy and become monks. This is countless times better than the world of monks.
There is a large spiritual field in the village. The land is fertile and contains abundant vitality. What is planted in it is not crops, but various kinds of elixirs and herbs. Some of them have grown, blowing in the wind, exuding bursts of fragrance, which makes you feel relaxed and happy.
What a pastoral scene, Xia Chen secretly admired it.
He heard Cheng Dayan introduce that the village where Cheng's family is located belongs to the Chunyang Sect.
Chunyang Sect is the largest immortal sect with a radius of tens of billions of miles. There are countless masters of true immortal disciples, and there are countless small vassal sects and towns and villages. The village where Cheng Dayan is located is just one of the insignificant ones.
The main purpose of their existence is to plant elixirs for Chunyang Sect, and then exchange them for cultivation resources to practice life.
Every ten years, the Chunyang Sect will go to the affiliated territories to select disciples, and if they find good talents and beautiful jade, they will accept them as disciples.
The monks in the affiliated towns and villages are eager to do this, because once they enter the Chunyang Sect, they will be like a carp jumping over the dragon gate. They will get the best resources and the most brilliant guidance from high above.
If you can become a true immortal and enjoy eternal life, you will become a legendary figure in the countryside, passed down from generation to generation, and become a good story.
Cheng Dayan also participated in the selection when he was still a monk, but unfortunately he was not qualified enough and was eliminated.
The selection of Chunyang Sect is not based on cultivation level, but on potential. If there is no possibility of breaking through to the True Immortal, even the ninth level of magical power is in vain.
Of course, there are also some disciples who entered the Immortal Sect through connections and backdoors, but that is another matter.
Hearing Cheng Dayan's narration, Xia Chen was not surprised. In a sense, the Chunyang Sect was equivalent to the Zhengxuan Sect in the monk world, only countless times larger.
Many people in the village were wandering around, and when they saw their group, they couldn't help but pay attention.
Fortunately, Xia Chen and Tianma only manifested themselves as ordinary people, otherwise they would have caused an uproar.
"I don't know them at all..." Cheng Dayan muttered as he looked at the villagers paying attention to them.
But he also knew that if he didn't come back for a long time, the people who knew him might have died long ago.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of a building, looking at the slightly decayed door in a daze.
Xia Chen and Tianma looked at each other without making a sound.
"Who are you looking for?" A young man with short hair looked slightly alert and ran over and asked.
He is a fifth-level golden elixir realm monk with supernatural powers. He has good cultivation, but he can only be regarded as ordinary in the fairy world.
Cheng Dayan looked at him, as if he wanted to see some traces of the past on this young man's face, and asked: "Is this your home? Are there any other elderly people in your family?"
"What does it have to do with you? Who are you?" The short-haired young man became even more alert.
Cheng Dayan sighed: "Who are you Zhang Yaocheng? Is he still there?"
The short-haired young man said in surprise: "Do you know my grandfather?"
Cheng Dayan said excitedly: "He is your grandfather? Is he still there? Quickly, call him out and say that his old friend is here to see him."
The short-haired young man was extremely shocked: "Are you my grandfather's friend? He...he is no longer here. He passed away three hundred years ago."
Cheng Dayan was stunned, then his expression dimmed, and he murmured: "Sitting and passing away? Yes, I should have known that he would not live that long."
"Senior, are you my grandfather's friend? Are you?" the short-haired young man asked cautiously.
If his grandfather had lived to this day, he would have been at least over a thousand years old. Even a cultivator at the ninth level of magical power would not have been able to live that long. And the young man in front of him looked similar to him and seemed to be in his prime. How could this be possible?
Cheng Dayan sighed and smiled, shook his head slightly, took out an elixir from his arms and stuffed it into his hand: "Boy, practice hard and strive to be better than your grandfather."
"Let's go, Master." He turned around and called to Xia Chen and Tianma, then walked towards the depths of the village and disappeared in an instant.
The short-haired young man looked at the elixir in his hand in a daze. Although he was only a magical monk, at the foot of the Immortal Sect, even if he had never eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs running around. Naturally, he knew how precious this humble elixir was.
That is an elixir that can only be taken by an immortal master. How could I be so virtuous and capable that I could actually get an elixir!
Suddenly, he was startled, and then he thought, how could the person who could easily give him an elixir be an ordinary person? Then he thought about the fact that the other person said he was a friend of his grandfather, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Grandpa Immortal, Grandpa Immortal..." The short-haired young man woke up from a dream and hurriedly chased after him, but the figures of Cheng Dayan and the other three were nowhere to be seen.
After a while, they came to a relatively lonely and exquisite house, and Cheng Dayan stopped.
"This is my home. This building was built by my ancestors when they came to the village. I haven't seen it for hundreds of years. I really miss it." Cheng Dayan said, although he knew that there was no one at home, his eyes still became moist.
Xia Chen nodded. Although many years have passed, the mansion in the courtyard is still upright and spotless, as if it had just been built.
This is not surprising, monks often use extremely strong materials to build their houses, and coupled with protective restrictions, they can offset weathering and erosion, and they will remain strong even for tens of thousands of years.
"Don't you have any land in your family? Why don't you grow some immortal smoke or something? Let me have a good time." Tianma said.
He heard that Cheng Dayan's family used to farm land for the Chunyang Sect, so he got interested.
Cheng Dayan shook his head: "After my parents passed away, they sold all the land. Now there is nothing but this house. If I didn't think I still have a home here, I would have sold the house."
Sold."
"Too bad, let's go and have a look at your house." Pegasus snorted, walked up and kicked open the door with a hoof.
Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside, and a young man in a yellow robe showed his head. Just in time to see the Pegasus raising its hooves, he screamed in fright and quickly closed the door.
Cheng Dayan and Xia Chen were stunned. Just now they thought there was no one inside, so they didn't check. Why did someone suddenly appear?
"What do you want to do?" the young man shouted through the door, his tone quite arrogant.
"You haven't been back for hundreds of years and you forgot which way your door opens, right?" Tianma pointed toward the big chimney in dissatisfaction.
"I know where my home is even with my eyes closed. Who are you? Why are you at my home?" Cheng Dayan's eyes widened and his tone became more aggressive.
"Your home?" came the hesitant voice of the young man in yellow robe. He opened the door with a bang, looked at Cheng Dayan and Xia Chen with an unkind expression, and sneered, "Boy, where are you from? You are not from this village.
You think there is no one in the house and you want to blackmail me?" (To be continued...)