After Tang Fan heard what the little old man said, he immediately woke up from his joy, his face slowly turned from the previous excitement to seriousness, and his eyes became deep.
He raised his head and looked into the distance outside the cave, showing great respect.
His expression stunned the little old man, and he was instantly led into the ditch.
Tang Fandao: "My master..."
He only said four words and then stopped, his voice choked with sobs and his face full of memories.
The little old man's whole body tensed up and he waited anxiously, but after a long time Tang Fan still didn't make any sound.
He was too anxious to wait, so he had to ask: "Is he..."
"He is a man of God!"
Tang Fan interrupted him and continued: "Actually, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I haven't even seen him a few times in total!"
"and you……"
"Actually, my cultivation and alchemy attainments were all passed down to me by my senior brother!"
Before the little old man could finish asking, Tang Fan interrupted him again.
The little old man almost suffered internal injuries from the suppression, so he simply stopped talking and waited for him to speak.
"Why!"
Tang Fan sighed and said in a low voice: "I only know that his name is Zi Tong Zhenren, but I don't know anything else!"
"Zhenren Zitong? He is..."
The little old man couldn't hold it back after all, and was tortured by Tang Fan's intermittent words, which made his whole body feel uncomfortable.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it again.
As expected, Tang Fan interrupted him just right.
Tang Fan's voice suddenly became louder and he said, "My senior brother, you must have heard of it!"
"He is the number one son, Tang Fan, who destroyed the Baji Sect with his fist, stepped on the eight aristocratic families, fought against the Tang family's young masters alone, single-handedly challenged the Cultivation Alliance, and finally unified Jiangbei!"
"I didn't ask you Tang Fan, I... I asked your master!"
The little old man was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Tang Fan ignored him and continued: "Although my senior brother's cultivation level is not very high, his combat power is unpredictable. He even killed Nascent Soul! Of course, his most powerful skills are medicine and alchemy, especially for
male……"
When Tang Fan said this, he couldn't help but glance at the little old man's lower body.
"Okay, you don't need to say anything!"
Seeing that Tang Fan was losing his temper again, the little old man couldn't help but regret his previous remarks even more. He really praised him a bit too highly!
He was already like this before the elixir was refined. If he really succeeded in refining the elixir, wouldn't he be rampant in the Five Immortals Sect in the future?
"I'm not done yet!"
When Tang Fan saw that the other party had fallen into the trap, he naturally would not let go of this opportunity. He was so pretentious because he did not want him to ask further questions about his master's inheritance.
Tang Fan said: "You just asked about my master, I... thought he was an immortal! I once saw him making alchemy with my own eyes, and he actually... didn't use fire!"
"No need for fire?"
The little old man's interest was aroused again, and he asked doubtfully: "How can you make an elixir without using fire?"
Tang Fandao: "Generally speaking, alchemy uses mortal fire, true spirit fire, and divine fire, but my master... uses the fourth type!"
"What is that?"
Tang Fan said excitedly: "That's... the fire of the immortal veins!"
"Fire of Immortal Veins?"
"Yes, the fire of the immortal veins comes from the Dantian, but it is not an ordinary fire of cultivation. Instead, it uses its own immortal energy to generate flames. As long as a person does not extinguish this fire, he can live forever. This fire is the fire in the body of the alchemist.
, contains vitality and aura, and using this fire to make elixirs will not only increase the success rate, but also maximize the potency of the medicine!"
"Fire of Immortal Vein? Immortal Vein... Immortal..."
The little old man murmured to himself, suddenly raised his head, and said in surprise: "You mean immortal energy?"
Tang Fan suddenly felt embarrassed, grabbed his hair and said, "Actually... I don't really understand either, just listen to what my senior brother said..."
The little old man said: "I remembered the records about this matter in ancient books. According to legend, cultivating the immortal energy and even forming the immortal veins before becoming an immortal is called the foundation of the immortal veins! The foundation of the immortal veins can be improved to become an immortal.
There is a chance for immortality, but this matter is only recorded in ancient books, and people today have never seen the foundation of immortal veins..."
The little old man thought about it, looked at Tang Fan, and said, "The aura on your body is different from that of ordinary monks. Could this be immortal energy?"
Tang Fan's heart was in his throat, and he suddenly felt that he had exaggerated a bit. Wasn't this causing trouble for himself?
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and suddenly laughed and said: "Haha, that's great! Do you think this has something to do with my master? If my master is the Immortal Vein Foundation Builder, then maybe my senior brother and I can...
…”
The little old man shook his head again and said: "It shouldn't be possible. Immortal Qi depends on chance and coincidence. It cannot be obtained by just practicing, let alone forming immortal veins!"
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Tang Fan looked unconvinced.
"Maybe, there are exceptions to everything."
The little old man was teased by Tang Fan so much that he forgot that his original intention was to investigate his origin.
"Okay, you go back and study the elixir carefully."
The little old man hadn't spoken so much to anyone for a long time. Although Tang Fan made him feel interesting, the headache was real.
"Then I won't disturb the senior's practice. I'll take my leave, junior!"
Tang Fan cupped his fists and bowed, turned to leave, and suddenly turned back and asked: "By the way, can I go anywhere in the sect with the jade slip given to me by my senior?"
"That's my identity token. As long as it's not some sealed place, you can go through it without any hindrance."
"Thank you, senior!"
Tang Fan left with satisfaction.
The little old man looked at Tang Fan's back and sighed, murmuring: "I don't know which of this boy's words are true and which of them are false. He seems to be talking incoherently and without any logic, but he is also very thoughtful and cunning!
"
"And the Tang Fan he was talking about dared to bully even the Tang family. He was so bold! There are rumors that Tang Fan is somehow related to the disappeared Tianyuan Sect, but maybe it's just a rumor."
"But one thing can be said. Whether it is Tang Fan or Ye Tang, even their master's origins are very suspicious!"
The little old man's mind was spinning rapidly, and he always expressed doubts about Tang Fan's identity.
But he thought about it for a while and finally said: "That's all, as long as he has no ill intentions towards the Five Immortals Sect, it doesn't matter what his identity is!"
With Tang Fan's cultivation level, the little old man still has the confidence to control him.
Of course, if it weren't for Tang Fan's amazing performance when refining the alchemy a few days ago, the little old man wouldn't be so polite to him.
All major sects in the spiritual world want to have an outstanding alchemy master. A good alchemy master means that the sect will have a steady supply of elixirs, which is very helpful for the growth of young disciples.
What's more, the Fifth Immortal Sect's main focus is on taming beasts, and he also hopes that Tang Fan can help him refine some elixirs that can be taken by spirit beasts.
"By the way, I almost forgot!"
Thinking of this, the little old man immediately dispersed his consciousness and found Tang Fan who had just flown into the sky.
He immediately sent a message: "Boy, don't forget my punishment for you, ten thousand pills!"
"Old guy, you are really greedy!"
Tang Fan almost fell from the air when he heard his message.
"Hmph, even if he really has dissatisfaction with my sect, I will drain him dry before driving him away!"
The little old man showed a proud smile, which was quite similar to Tang Fan's expression when he was tricking people.
Maybe it was because he had been in contact with Tang Fan for a long time today, and he was tainted with some strange aura.
"Eight ways..."
A cough suddenly came from the cave, and then nothingness distorted, and a semi-illusory old man suddenly appeared in front of the little old man.
"Meet the Seventeenth Ancestor!"
The little old man hurriedly knelt down on the ground.
The old man said: "This kid is a bit interesting..."
The little old man was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what the Seventeenth Ancestor meant.
Tang Fan flew back to Fox Peak in one breath. Before he landed, he saw the middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged outside his cave. This man seemed to be waiting for him anxiously.
"Why is it him..."
Tang Fan recognized this person at a glance and was surprised.