The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 27 Raise a Dragon

In the south of the southern region, outside Qingshan Village.

A middle-aged monk, holding an eight-treasure compass, was circling around the outskirts of Qingshan Village.

"Strange, this place is full of luck and fortune, and the clouds are rising. There must be a peerless treasure, but why does it always return to the same place?"

He has been wandering around this place for more than two months, but has not been able to uncover the secrets of this place.

It was as if we had reached the end of the world and could no longer move forward but could only retreat.

If it was an ordinary matter, it would be fine, but he was lucky enough to have obtained this Eight Treasure Compass from the Taixu Forbidden Abyss.

This compass is extremely magical. It can be used to observe a person's fortune, explore Feng Shui treasures, and even find treasures and explore tombs. It is an incredible secret treasure.

Originally, after obtaining this treasure, he should have escaped directly away from the Southern Region, but he discovered this place by coincidence.

The rosy glow was faint, the luck turned into a dragon, and the majestic momentum made him firmly believe that there must be a big tomb here!

"No, I won't let you just leave like this after looking around!"

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth secretly and was about to continue searching.

At this moment, a scholar riding a cloud beast came from afar.

……

"Is it around here?"

Seeing the Cloud-Stepping Beast stop, Shuhan rolled over to the ground and bowed.
"Thank you for the escort. You can go find your master on your own. I will definitely deliver his things."

Although Su Zian gave him the Cloud-Stepping Beast, the gift was too great and he could not accept it.

The Cloud-Treading Beast snorted, turned around and flew up into the sky, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

"The direction the teacher pointed out is just ahead. It should not be far away."

After sending off the Cloud-Stepping Beast, Shuhan looked into the distance with anticipation.
"I'm going to meet my junior brother soon, so I have to act like a senior brother."

Thinking of this, he waved his hand lightly, and the dust on his body disappeared. After tidying himself up carefully, he stepped forward.

"At such a young age, he has already reached the fourth realm, and is riding the Cloud-stepping Beast of the Second Young Master of the Su Family."

"Could it be that he already knew about this place and was able to get in?"

The middle-aged monk hid in the darkness, looking at the book in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.

He restrained his breath and followed closely without making a sound.

Although this young cultivator has good cultivation, the other party will definitely not be able to discover him because of the huge difference in realm.

Shuhan did not doubt him and walked forward slowly, and soon arrived at the Qingshan Village barrier.

He didn't seem to notice anything different. As he walked forward, the barrier began to ripple like water waves and a door suddenly opened.

Shuhan glanced behind him, curled his lips secretly, and strode in.

Swish!
Just when the barrier was about to close, the middle-aged monk seized the opportunity and quickly entered the barrier.

"Hahahaha, God helps me!"

After entering the barrier, the middle-aged monk no longer hid and couldn't help laughing out loud excitedly.

But he didn't realize that the moment he entered the barrier, Su Nan, Li Qingchen, Ye Shu, and everyone in Qingshan Village all looked here at the same time.

"Teacher, I am no match for this man. I can only lure him here and ask you for help."

Shuhan, who had already sensed Li Qingchen's presence, shrugged helplessly and transmitted his voice.

"Don't worry about him, sly guy. Just come to the library by yourself."

Li Qingchen's smiling voice rang in his ears, and Shuhan also smiled and nodded.

"Little guy, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to enter this place!"

The middle-aged monk laughed and looked at Shuhan, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"Tell me, how should I thank you?"

Now that we've arrived at the place, this person is of no use anymore.

He had just used his spiritual sense to scan the entire green hills and found that there were only a few young people with good cultivation.

As for the others, they were just some ordinary villagers and a teacher, so there was nothing to worry about.

Since there is no threat, then of course I must monopolize this treasure land. Am I going to share it with a few guys?
Before Shuhan could say anything, an old man who had just returned from the fields walked over here, carrying a hoe on his back.

"Hey, we haven't seen outsiders here for a long time."

The old man held the hoe with one hand and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"I hope you won't mind my sudden visit."

Shuhan hurriedly bowed with a respectful look on his face.

He still remembered that the teacher had said that no matter who he met in the village, he should be respectful. Although he didn't know why, he knew that the teacher was right.

"Haha, good kid, go play, don't worry about this."

The old man smiled and waved his hand.

"This"

Shuhan looked hesitant. The man next to him was not a good person. If the villagers were hurt because of him, it would be troublesome.

"Leave? I'll let you go."

The middle-aged monk sneered, but before he could finish his words, the old man's smiling eyes suddenly swept over him.

boom!
The middle-aged monk was struck by lightning and stood still for a moment.

A domineering figure that seemed to be about to burst his sea of ​​consciousness looked down at him as if he were an ant.

"Great Sage!"

The middle-aged monk looked at the old man, his face suddenly filled with fear, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He never imagined that the old man in front of him who looked like a farmer was actually a great saint!
"What a joke!"

"A great saint is actually farming in this place?"

The middle-aged monk didn't dare to move. He stood there trembling all over, looking at the old man with a pleading look.

Shuhan, who was standing by, seemed to have noticed something as well. He bowed to the old man again, then trotted straight to the study.

"Senior, I know I was wrong. I will leave now and never set foot here again!"

As soon as Shuhan left, the middle-aged monk knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like crazy, begging for mercy.

"You've been hanging around outside for a long time. I didn't want to bother with you, but you actually came in."

The old man shook his head. "I've seen many people seeking death, but this is the first time that even the Quasi-Emperor barrier couldn't stop someone from dying."

The middle-aged monk's heart trembled again when he heard this.

He didn't expect that what blocked him was not a formation to bury the treasure, but a barrier, and it was a barrier set up by a quasi-emperor!

The middle-aged monk almost cried when he thought about how he risked his life to come to this place.

No wonder there is a faint glow of sky and a dragon-like aura here, it’s because a large number of powerful people gather here!

Just now, when he scanned with his spiritual sense, he only saw a few young people with good cultivation. That’s because he couldn’t see through the cultivation of others!

"Excuse me, Senior, why do you, a great saint, want to farm in this place?"

The middle-aged monk was completely desperate, but still couldn't help asking.

"Farming?"

The old man smiled and pointed at Su Changqing's house in the distance, "Do you see the man chopping wood?"

The middle-aged monk looked at him carefully and nodded. In his eyes, he was just a simple farmer.

"He is at the Quasi-Emperor level."

The middle-aged monk trembled all over, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Well, he's still at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound, but he could not speak.

The old man pointed to the book house at the foot of the green hill and said, "Do you see the scholar who teaches there?"

The middle-aged man nodded woodenly.

"That is also the quasi-emperor, the contemporary Ruxian, Li Qingchen."

"Well, the little guy you just wanted to kill was Ruxian's third disciple."

The middle-aged monks were all stunned, their eyes becoming unfocused due to fear.

It was not until this moment that he realized how powerful he was.

He had murderous intentions towards Ruxian's disciples, and his spiritual sense swept across the two quasi-emperors and a group of saints and kings.

"Do you still think it's unbelievable that a great sage can farm?"

The old man looked at the middle-aged monk jokingly.

"I do not understand."

The middle-aged monk looked at the old man blankly, "The Quasi-Emperor chops wood, the Immortal teaches, and the Great Sage hoes the ground. What is your purpose?"

"The purpose."

The old man smiled when he heard this, looked at the young man who was becoming more and more extraordinary in the study, and chuckled:
"Raise a dragon."

(End of this chapter)