In the blink of an eye, Suning has been in Dongluo for twenty years.
After twenty years of staying aloof from the world and working hard to run an inconspicuous and dilapidated drug store in the old street, his cultivation finally reached the level of nineteenth level of true immortal six years ago.
Yes, he is only one step away from the threshold of semi-saint, but he still cannot truly surpass the way of heaven.
Doubt, confusion, anxiety.
Hundreds of touch attempts, all ended in failure as expected.
He felt distressed, helpless, and exhausted.
"well."
A faint sigh came from the backyard. Suning, who had been standing by the well for a long time, dropped his right arm and couldn't help but reveal a habitual bitter smile.
He failed again. It was clear that his mind could capture the fragments of laws contained in heaven and earth, but he just couldn't grasp or control them.
Watching them slip through the fingers, disappearing without a trace.
This is like a bowl of braised pork placed in front of you, steaming hot and fragrant.
Suning, who had been hungry for seven or eight days, was so hungry that he wished he could put the bowl in his stomach. But he couldn't eat it, so he could only watch stupidly.
This feeling was so torturous that it left him mentally exhausted and suffering.
"What exactly was the mistake? What point was overlooked?"
Looking up at the sky, Suning's eyes were profound.
He knew that the road to being a semi-saint was difficult, just like Demon Lord Chilong who had been stagnant for twenty years, unable to take that crucial step.
"The true fairyland has reached its peak, and my mind is strong enough."
"The state of mind of the Nineteenth Realm has been fully realized. There is no reason why I can't see through this hidden secret."
"so......"
Suddenly, he appeared in the drug store. Suning stood by the shelf and frowned, thinking, "Where did I go wrong?"
“Have you ever gotten into trouble without even realizing it?”
"If so, where should I start to change?"
For twenty years, in order to not attract attention and better integrate into the way of heaven, Suning did not use his immortal power to maintain his youthful appearance. Instead, he gradually went with the flow and aged bit by bit like a mortal.
Even though he still wears a disguise mask on his face, he now looks like a middle-aged man in his early fifties.
There are some white hairs in the black hair, and the wrinkles on the face are getting deeper.
He is no longer as energetic as he was when he was young, and has a bit of an old look to the naked eye.
"boom."
In a daze, Suning bumped into the shelf.
He subconsciously touched his painful forehead, then bent down to pick up the medicinal materials scattered on the floor.
"Uncle Yi."
Outside the drug store, a fit young man rushed in.
He was well-proportioned, of medium height, and wore a specially designed loose blue robe. He squeezed in front of Suning in one stride.
With a smile on his face, he leaned over to pick up the medicinal materials on the ground, then sorted them one by one and put them neatly on the shelves. He said: "The area in the north of the city is not peaceful. There are always ruffians making trouble there these days."
"You, please go out less at night. No, it's best not to go out at all."
"If you really want to buy medicinal materials, please let me know and I will get them for you."
The carefree, handsome young man with raised sword eyebrows said mysteriously: "Many people have died. The city lord's palace has issued an order for me to lead a team to catch the murderer as soon as possible."
"Hey, I'm very busy every day."
Curling his lips, his eyes drifted away, and he glanced at the wallet tied around Suning's waist with "unkind intentions" and said, "Uncle Yi, can I ask you a favor?"