Ye Ningshuang, Qin Shou, and the other six disciples looked at the white-haired old man in shock.
The aura that the white-haired old man emitted was especially powerful and terrifying.
It made their souls tremble.
This was at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a Deity Transformation cultivator!
He did not expect that he was actually hiding in the belly of this mountain.
Now.
The white-haired old man's eyes lit up as he stared excitedly at the small porcelain pot in Ye Ningshuang's hand.
Then, it turned into a stream of light.
It was extremely fast.
Everyone felt their eyes blur.
When he looked again.
The white-haired old man had already arrived in front of Ye Ningshuang.
Ye Ningshuang took out her Silver Dragon Sword as if she was facing a great enemy.
"What do you want?"
The white-haired old man waved his hand.
A boundless Dharmic powers burst forth, directly blasting the Silver Dragon Sword away.
Clang!
The Silver Dragon Sword stabbed into the ground, revealing only the hilt.
Ye Ningshuang's face was pale.
This person was so strong!
The others were terrified.
If this white-haired old man wanted to kill them.
None of them were his match.
All of them had to die.
Qin Shou felt fear in his heart. He forced himself to remain calm before the mighty figure before him. Then, he clasped his hands and bowed respectfully.
"Senior, we are disciples of the Changsheng Sect. We didn't expect this to be your resting place. We have disturbed you. Please forgive us.”
However, the white-haired old man did not even listen to Qin Shou. His eyes were only on the small porcelain pot in Ye Ningshuang's arms.
Trembling, he excitedly reached out and lifted the lid of the pot.
Instantly.
The fragrance of the porridge wafted out.
The white-haired old man took a deep breath, and he felt as if he was floating in the air. He was intoxicated as if he had ascended to heaven.
"That's right, this is a peerless dish!!!”
Looking at the large amount of porridge in the small porcelain pot, he was so excited that he couldn't help but cry.
"I didn't expect to see such a rare dish in my lifetime. Boss has treated me well!!!”
As he cried and cried, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if he had gone crazy.
Looking at the white-haired old man's appearance, everyone became even more worried.
Was he crazy?
Why was he going crazy over a pot of porridge?
Ye Ningshuang took a deep breath and opened her mouth. It was as if she wanted to call the white-haired old man back to normal from his crazy state of crying and laughing.
"Senior, are you alright?"
The white-haired old man stopped laughing. His eyes were extremely sharp as he spoke.
"I'm fine, I'm very well!”
"Girl, where did you get this rare dish?”The white-haired old man asked.
Ye Ningshuang was puzzled.
"Isn't this ordinary porridge? What peerless delicacies?"
However, it was delicious.
She couldn't help but purse her lips, savoring the taste of the porridge.
If not for the sudden appearance of this white-haired old man.
She had probably drunk a few bowls already.
Hearing Ye Ningshuang's words, the white-haired old man sneered.
"Ordinary porridge, hmph, it's simply a waste of natural resources. This fragrance contains the charm of the Great Dao. Eating porridge will help you sense the Great Dao and resolve your cultivation bottleneck.”
"However, your cultivation level is too weak and you are far from the Great Dao. It is only natural that you don't recognize this peerless dish.”
The white-haired old man's words stunned Ye Ningshuang and the others.
Great Dao fate?
Great Dao?
Suddenly.
Qin Shou's pupils constricted, and he was filled with shock. Looking at the white-haired old man, he could not help but gasp.
He remembered what his master had said when he was cultivating one day.
It was said that the Great Dao was unreachable. Those who could touch the Great Dao were all experts at the peak of the Nine States. Only by going through the tribulation could they come into contact with that trace of the Great Dao.
His master, Hao Xiong, was only at the Soul Formation Realm, two realms away from the tribulation!
And these Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were all powerhouses of a region. They were old monsters who had lived for a long time and had unfathomable strength!
Cultivation realms: Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Void Refinement, Tribulation Transcendence, Immortal Movement, Half-Celestial. Each realm was further divided into one to nine levels.
Hearing the white-haired old man's words, could he be an old monster in the Tribulation Transcendence realm?
If that was the case, heavens, it was hard to imagine how terrifying this seemingly deranged old man was!
At this moment.
The white-haired old man said to Ye Ningshuang.
"Girl, this porridge is useless to you at the moment. It will only be a waste. Since we are fated to meet here today, I won't snatch it. This is a bottle of Nascent Soul Pills. It will help you break through to the Nascent Soul realm.”
"This is a 3,000-year-old Cold Moon Grass. It matches your magic power and can be refined into a Cold Moon Pill. It will be enough to awaken your Frost Jade Body.”
"I'll also give you a five-star spirit-grade defensive magic treasure, the Skyfrost Garment, and a peerless divine power, the Moon Shadow Finger.”
After that.
He did not wait for Ye Ningshuang's agreement and threw all these things to her. His dirty palm slapped Ye Ningshuang's forehead and imprinted the god art into her sea of consciousness.
Then, the white-haired old man snatched the small porcelain pot and hugged it in his arms.
He grinned in satisfaction, revealing his yellow teeth.
"Girl, let me ask you, who gave you this peerless delicacy?”
Ye Ningshuang was a little stunned. The god art filled her sea of consciousness. Her soul was instinctively absorbing and learning, so she did not react.
The white-haired old man shook his head.
"This old man is overthinking things. Your cultivation level is so low, so how could you know such a powerful person?”
"It must have been obtained by chance. Now that it has fallen into my hands, all of this is karma set by the heavens.”
The white-haired old man chuckled and stopped asking.
"Girl, we'll meet again if we're fated.”
After saying that.
He picked up the small porcelain pot and soared into the sky. He stirred up a strong wind and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Only Ye Ningshuang and the others were left in a mess.
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