Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 182 The Boneyard Doesn’t Mind Another Named Disciple

After Zhang Pingan heard this, he became even more frightened.

In fact, the mysterious forces behind Mr. Huang's six people, after such a period of research and investigation.

Everyone has reached a consensus that this faction is not a famous sect, and even more like heresy.

Anyone with a little network of contacts will be reminded.

Before Zhang Ping'an left, his grandfather's Taoist friends asked him to talk with him all night, and told them the old-timers' guesses about the whereabouts of those people in Nepal.

Especially after visiting the city of Nilbogard and visiting the famous local exorcism temple.

I have seen statues of ghosts and gods worshiped and those demons and ghosts.

I have more or less the bottom line in my heart.

Of course, no matter how you guessed that the other party's path was wild, it might even be an inhuman supernatural organization similar to Hei Mama.

It will not affect the difficulty of finding a room in the nearby hotels, and it will not prevent the formation of a long queue of treasure offerings.

But... the only way to see Taoist Rat is with his own eyes.

Only then can I deeply understand how much psychological pressure there will be in the face of an evil cultivator who looks like a villain no matter how you look at it.

How many bargaining skills will be held in the heart and cannot be used?

Su Ping is very satisfied with Zhang Pingan's current mental state.

This is also the reason why he chose Rat Daoist as his first vest.

Being a villain can really save you a lot of trouble!

For this reason, Su Ping exuded a little foundation-building mana, which brought a greater sense of oppression to the opponent.

It gave him a creepy feeling of being stared at by a tyrannosaurus rex at close range.

then.

Zhang Ping'an was in such a state, following the guidance of the Rat Taoist in front of me.

Confess what you know in one go.

The weird bronze statue came from his grandfather, in exchange for the magic medicine that could cure diseases.

Of course, it would be even better if he could gain access to mysterious forces.

As for the more distant origin, Zhang Ping'an did not know, and said that his grandfather was tight-lipped about it.

I just firmly stated that this bronze statue is 100% genuine, and it is a good thing!
Su Ping could tell that the other party was not lying.

So, the old man who recovered his kindness smiled and said lightly:
"Little friend, make a phone call and go back."

"Let's just say that you met a Taoist with a little bit of skill and wanted to visit your grandfather, so they don't panic."

"what?"

Zhang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that after coming over, he felt a burst of ecstasy in addition to the fear in his heart.

Although Rat Taoist doesn't seem like a good guy.

But he is truly extraordinary!
Such a monk is willing to follow him to the hospital to visit his grandfather, no matter what the reason is.

Zhang Ping'an is sure that after this time, the life of their Zhang family will be much easier.

His status might even skyrocket!

The Daoist Library Pavilion, which was not eligible to go before, is afraid that they have to come to the door to give the voucher?

"Am I going to buy a plane ticket?"

Zhang Pingan asked tentatively.

But Taoist Rat chuckled lightly and said:

"Why bother, choosing a day is worse than bumping into it. When I'm ready, I'll take you and fly there!"

"Fly... fly over?"

Zhang Ping'an was excited again after hearing that.

At any rate, he is also a direct descendant from a family of practice inheritance, and he has learned so much knowledge about practice.

Where would there be no dream of flying in the sky between heaven and earth?
He quickly dialed his father's phone number and said briefly.

His father was also keenly aware of the great opportunity here, so he agreed without saying a word, and immediately called his relatives to the hospital.

Zhang Ping'an hung up the phone and looked at Taoist Rat.

Taoist Rat flicked his sleeve lightly, and took out a black package from it.

The package suddenly unwrapped and moved towards Zhang Ping'an.

"what?"

Zhang Ping'an was caught in the package and exclaimed.

"Don't be afraid, this thing can save you from the wind."

"Just wait for a while."

It is naturally impossible for Su Ping to fly through the clouds and lead people.

This is not a hole in a pot, and he doesn't have the time to make another one.

If it is a gourd, it is possible to wear it.

It's better to wrap the other party directly and prevent others from seeing your own abilities.

And actually.

After Su Ping left the VIP room.

I chose to stealth directly into a small airliner in the new airport next door.

On the tablet computer with the highest authority obtained from Mr. Huang, Su Ping can easily see the voyages of all passenger planes at the new airport.

The terminal of this express passenger plane is not more than a hundred miles away from the city where Zhang Ping'an is located.

And because it is a return journey, there are not many passengers.

Su Ping chose an unoccupied back row, and simply set up a confusion circle, then drank spirit wine and ate pills, held spirit stones in his hand and closed his eyes to practice.

As the small passenger plane took off, it arrived at the airport.

Su Ping opened his eyes and silently thanked the crew members in his heart before he really flew a hundred miles into the air and found the hospital where Zhang Ping'an's grandfather was.

"Since you're here, you have to put on a show."

Su Ping looked at the eight-story private hospital, and confirmed that the patient was behind the intensive care unit on the highest floor.

The figure flashed and disappeared at the door with a gust of wind.

In the hospital, the single intensive care unit where Zhang Ping'an's grandfather was.

The Zhang family who got the news stood by the hospital bed, waiting anxiously.

Some people suspect that Zhang Ping'an was cheated, because there are already many liars there.

After such a big incident happened recently, the liars will naturally not let go of such an opportunity.

People who pretend to be gods and play ghosts naturally emerge in endlessly.

Zhang's father is not easy to refute, but the old man firmly believes in Zhang Ping'an.

The reason, of course, is that Zhang Ping'an is the best cultivation seedling of their Zhang family!

In his opinion, anyone who goes to Nepal may be deceived, but Zhang Ping'an will not.

Because this kid is a very blessed one!

I heard what the old man said.

The faces of the rest of them were a little ugly.

However, when they talked here, the light outside the window suddenly dimmed.

Father Zhang, who was looking for a topic to ease the atmosphere, suddenly let out a surprise and looked towards the window with a slight frown:
"Is it going to rain? Why is it so terribly cloudy?"

"By the way, it's almost nine o'clock, why hasn't the nurse come over for the examination?"

"I'll go ask the nurse."

Father Zhang said, and walked to the door.

Click!

Opened the door.

Finding the darkness in front of the door, he stretched out his head and looked towards the hospital corridor hesitantly. His expression suddenly froze, and he took a step back slowly, closing the door gently.

After completely retreating to the ward, he said in a hoarse voice:
"Outside...why is it so dark outside?"

"It's still full of invisible black fog!"

"Yes... Did Ping An bring someone here?"

"Black mist? You won't secretly cultivate hallucinations, will you?"

Hearing this, the old man's second daughter who was close to Zhang's father walked over and opened the door.

Then, everyone heard the woman screaming.

It was she who opened the door, just in time to see an old man in black robe standing there with black air all over his body.

Not to mention creaking and creaking sounds from the black mist behind them, but pairs of blood-red eyes emerged to stare at them.

The few timid ones were so frightened that they sat directly on the floor of the ward.

What makes them feel even weirder is that it's so loud.

The doctors and nurses on this floor seemed to have disappeared, and no one showed up.

Rat Taoist glanced at these people and looked at the patient.

I found that among the people present, only this old man wearing a breathing mask looked at me with excitement that outweighed fear.

It seems that the desire for life made him tend to regard all unimaginable things as life-saving straws?

Su Ping waved his hand, making the red eyes in the black mist recede a lot.

Then he shook his sleeves lightly, and a black package flew out and quickly grew in size.

As the package landed and unwrapped automatically, the Zhang family saw Zhang Ping'an who was dizzy inside.

Zhang Pingan felt the light and realized that he should have landed.

He only felt a little disgusted and uncomfortable, but the rest was fine, but he was a bit regretful that he couldn't experience the feeling of flying in the sky.

After a few seconds, Zhang Ping'an recovered his five senses and found him in his grandfather's ward with wide eyes.

He came back to his senses, quickly stood up and looked at Taoist Rat for introduction.

Wait for Zhang Ping'an to finish his introduction.

Su Ping then slowly walked to the bedside.

At the same time, traces of black air also spread from the opened door.

The red eyes also regrouped in the black mist at the door, staring at the people in the ward.

"Don't be afraid, the old man came here just to ask some questions."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The old man on the hospital bed struggled to get up, and after taking off his breathing mask, a smile appeared on his pale face.

After seeing Taoist Rat's appearance, he knew that his little grandson had invited an evil cultivator.

And after hearing Zhang Ping'an's introduction.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that everyone in the ward had become hostages tied to him in a sense!

This... is really a heretic practice!
It sounds gentle and polite, but in fact, it has already used all means to intimidate secretly.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he has no choice but to use all his strength to say:
"Please ask fellow daoists to ask, the old man must know everything!"

"Thank you very much then."

Su Ping nodded slightly, and at the same time, his spiritual consciousness swept over the old man's body, guiding a trace of spiritual energy into his body to keep his vitality.

It would be bad if I suddenly fell into a coma in the middle of the meeting.

Su Ping took out the bronze statue.

After the old man showed such an expression, although he was old, he answered Su Ping's question clearly.

It's pretty close to Su Ping's guess.

This thing came from a large underground ancient tomb related to Taoism.

No wonder this old man can guarantee 100% that it is genuine.

At the same time, according to what the old man said, the ancient tomb was not excavated, but was protected and sealed up after some demonstrations.

Therefore, many things should still be buried underground.

Su Ping is actually not interested in those antiques underground.

All he cared about was whether the radiation source that might have irradiated the bronze statue was still there.

Or it was taken out like this bronze statue.

So, except for the exact location of the underground palace.

Su Ping also learned from the old man the origin of several other utensils brought out besides this bronze statue.

Keep all the information silently in your heart.

Then compare it with the data and memories collected by Mr. Huang during this period.

Su Ping confirmed that the other party should not have lied to him.

Because an ancient sword matched what the old man said.

It was the wreckage of a dharma sword used by Taoism.

It was also sent over by the person offering the treasure some time ago.

It was confirmed to be genuine, but it was unable to react. Obviously, it was not as close as the bronze statue to the radiation source.

However, due to more genuine reasons, Mr. Huang and the others also took photos and kept them.

It also recorded the origin, which is a certain family that the old man confessed.

So, Su Ping asked the old man:

"If this trip yields something, I owe you a favor."

"What... are you planning to use this favor for?"

"But you want to help you cure your disease?"

The old man was a little moved when he heard the words, and asked hesitantly:

"If the disease can be cured, how many years can I live?"

"How many years do you live?"

Su Ping smiled slightly, and estimated:
"Even if you don't suffer from all diseases, because you were severely depleted of Qi and blood in your early years, and your lifespan is approaching, maybe you can still enjoy it for a year or two."

"Enjoy a year or two?"

The old man smiled wryly, and looked at Zhang Ping'an who was bowing his head.

"I don't know if I can exchange this favor with a request of mine?"

"I... hope that the Taoist priest can accept my grandson into your sect?"

"Even if it's just a named disciple."

As soon as the old man said this, Zhang Pingan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

The rest of the people also changed their colors slightly, but soon realized that this was the best choice for the Zhang family.

Compared to an old man who can only live for a year or two.

A registered disciple of a mysterious force... undoubtedly has a brighter future!
"Hahaha!"

The Rat Taoist laughed.

After glancing around, a black mist appeared on his body:

"I agreed, and I will give him a chance! If that kid really has spiritual roots, Boneyard doesn't mind having one more named disciple!"

The voice fell.

The lights in the room flickered a few times.

The black mist receded like a tide.

It was also at this time that suddenly a doctor and a nurse came in pushing a cart with a confused expression on their faces, and they were a little displeased to see the old man sitting up.

At the same time, I was also confused, why couldn't I find this ward just now?
…………

Naturally, things about the Zhang family cannot be concealed, or in other words, they have no intention of concealing it.

Soon, the higher-ups learned of the person behind Mr. Huang and the others, and they came to find out about a bronze statue in person.

Involuntarily, they stepped up their management vigilance against major museums.

At the same time, the person who presented the treasure who was still hesitant, after learning that Zhang Ping'an might become a registered disciple, seemed to have finally seen a way for ordinary people to step into the extraordinary.

In addition to agreeing to take out the collection and try it out.

On the other hand, investment in antiques and other objects has also been increased.

This is manifested in the folks, that is, the treasure hunting industry that has long died down has become hot again.

Many old masters were also hired by a lot of money to go out of the mountain again and take their disciples to various countryside to find treasures that might be missed.

And while these follow-ups are just starting to ferment.

Su Ping first went to a museum in a certain place, and confirmed with his own eyes that another piece of equipment was not what he needed.

This is where the underground palace is.

(End of this chapter)