A master of comedy!

"The Yellow River breached its banks, Xuanwu Mountain became a mudflat, my feet weigh a thousand pounds, when will I be able to cross by boat..."

Zhou Sheng pondered the passage repeatedly, especially the phrase "a thousand pounds underfoot," and a strong sense of curiosity arose in his heart.

You must know that the master back then was no ordinary person. He was a master of Yin-Yang magic at the peak of his life, a great cultivator who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation and cultivated to the Golden Core stage.

Furthermore, Master's tribulation also involves Bao Gong's "Exploring the Underworld Mountain" and many ghosts and gods in the underworld. According to the experience of the Luoshu, the more people involved and the higher their cultivation level, the more difficult it is to calculate.

But the other party's calculations were so precise, hitting the nail on the head, and seeing through everything, demonstrating their extremely high level of expertise in this field.

"Master, who is this person?"

"His name is unknown, but it is known that he lived in the Funiu Mountains, which are eight hundred miles long, and called himself the Old Man of Niushan."

Old man Niushan!

Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up immediately. He realized that this was not the first time he had heard this name; Gongsun Ce had mentioned him before.

Gongsun Ce examined his bone structure and said he had the appearance of a dragon devouring immortals. When Zhou Sheng pressed him for details, he said that his physiognomy skills were not profound enough and he could only see this much. He then recommended the Old Man of Niushan to Zhou Sheng.

Gongsun Ce held the old man of Niushan in the highest esteem, praising him as having unparalleled physiognomy skills and being proficient in feng shui and geomancy, and as a disciple of the imperial tutor Liu Bowen.

"Later I heard that he was the successor of the imperial tutor Liu Bowen. He had received the true teachings of the imperial tutor in physiognomy, divination, feng shui, etc. Oh right, he was also good at alchemy, array formations, talismans, and artifacts. His knowledge was so extensive that it was rare in ancient and modern times. He was a master in almost every field."

"If we can persuade the dragon to refine your half of its inner core and its horn into pills and magic weapons, they will be able to unleash their full power and greatly benefit you!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Sheng was immediately moved.

The dragon meat was nourishing for him, but its effects were limited. The real value lay in the half of the dragon's inner core and the dragon horn.

However, whether it's alchemy or weapon crafting, it's not something that can be accomplished simply by having the method. Even though Luo Shu told him the specific steps, it's easy to fail without experience.

Such precious materials would result in a huge loss if the furnace were to explode due to a failure.

Therefore, although Zhou Sheng was envious, he was also troubled. His master's words were like clearing away the clouds to reveal the moon, giving him a goal all at once.

"If that old man from Niushan is really that powerful, why couldn't he foresee being beaten by my master?"

Hongxian tilted his head, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and raised a question.

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhensheng shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. Perhaps it's a case of the diviner not being able to divine for himself?"

“When I really suffered a great change and became lame, I tried to go to the Funiu Mountains to find him, but I could not find him no matter what I did.”

Reclusive masters often act unconventionally and with boundless imagination.

When I want to see you, I will tell you the secret even if I get beaten up; when I don't want to see you, you will find no trace of me even if you travel over mountains and rivers.

It's like a dragon whose head is seen but whose tail is never seen.

"You still have several months before heading to the City of the Wrongfully Dead. Why not make a trip to the Funiu Mountains first? If you can get their help, you'll have a better chance of success on this trip."

"But Master, when you beat him back then, weren't you afraid that the eldest brother would also be beaten in the future?"

Hongxian said angrily, "Master, why did you hit him back then?"

Yu Zhensheng coughed slightly awkwardly and said, "I really couldn't help it... This expert's style of doing things is rather unique."

He paused, then specifically instructed, "If you don't see them, that's fine. But if you do see them, remember, don't do anything, don't do anything, don't do anything."

He emphasized it three times in a row, his expression very serious.

"Of course, we must be prepared for both possibilities. If the other party refuses to help, I will help you contact other alchemists and weapon refiners. I have some connection with Master Xuanqing of Longhu Mountain, but although she is quite good, she is still somewhat inferior to Elder Niushan..."

At this moment, Aunt Zhu, who had been quietly eating her meat and not saying much, sneered, her voice sarcastic.

"Xuanqing, is that the senior sister from Longhu Mountain who used to listen to you sing? She was a loyal audience member of yours, and I heard that she was even punished by the Old Master for your sake."

"Everyone says that Xuanqing hates evil as if it were his enemy, and once swore to kill all the demons in the world. The spider demon is also a demon, but I wonder if you will kill me first after you bring her here?"

"Let me make this clear from the start: when things really come to a head, with your current physical condition, who can you possibly stop?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhensheng's body trembled, and he completely deflated. The hardest debt to repay is that of romantic escapades.

Back when his cultivation was at its peak, he could mediate and reconcile the situation. Now that his cultivation is half-ruined, his former lovers are becoming increasingly fierce, and his cultivation continues to improve.

They could hang him up and whip him for three days and three nights.

This is why, all these years, he has preferred to travel around incognito rather than seek out those "old friends."

If it weren't for helping his apprentice, he might not have gone to see Zhu Zhu even after arriving in Xunyang City.

"Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely be able to meet that old man from Niushan and ask him for help!"

Zhou Sheng, on the other hand, was full of confidence. With the help of the Luo Shu, he felt that this should not be a difficult task.

Besides, he wasn't getting something for nothing; the other party would also receive a share of the pills he refined, making it a win-win situation for everyone.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Yu Zhensheng gave a bitter laugh. He couldn't help but shiver and feel a chill run down his spine when he recalled the scene of Xuanqing and Zhuzhu's meeting.

But if his apprentice really fails, then no matter what, he will ask Xuanqing for help.

Even if he is torn to pieces, he cannot delay his apprentice's important business.

Zhou Sheng nodded and was about to go back to his room to rest when his master mysteriously called him aside and gave him a yellowed booklet—"The River Chariot Crossing the Crane Scripture".

Upon opening it, I discovered it was a method of dual cultivation and sexual enhancement.

"This is my most treasured possession. Also, tonight, your Aunt Zhu and I will be going to the Ghost City, and I will take the red thread with me."

He paused, patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Young people should know how to seize opportunities. When the flowers are in full bloom, they should be picked while they are in bloom. That kid surnamed Tan has been looking at Xiao Feng quite a bit today."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

……

Night falls.

Zhou Sheng's spine was like a coiled dragon, and he lay like a crouching tiger. He seemed to be asleep but not asleep, and his breathing was as deep as a valley. With each exhale, he spewed out two white mists like swimming dragons, making the surroundings seem like a sea of ​​clouds.

Dragons hibernate, immortals sleep.

As his cultivation improved, his understanding of the "Sleeping Immortal Dragon Hibernation Technique" also deepened. Now he has mastered it and grasped its essence. It is likely that no young disciple of Wudang Mountain can compare to him.

Besides his exceptional talent and profound Taoist skills, the most important factor was the help from the Luo Shu.

Whenever he encountered difficulties, Luo Shu could provide the most accurate answers, and because it was a spiritual empowerment, he could understand it very easily without any deviation.

This situation is equivalent to Zhang Sanfeng instructing him from time to time.

In less than half an hour, all the dragon meat he had eaten was refined into the purest magic power and blood energy, making him feel as if he had inexhaustible strength.

He didn't know if it was because of what his master said, or because the dragon meat was too nourishing, but he always felt his blood boiling and inexplicably hot.

I opened my eyes, and they were as bright as lightning, filling the empty room with light.

His cultivation level improved even further.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and through the paper window, a tall and graceful figure could be vaguely seen.

"Danshan, that is me."

Yao Taifeng's voice rang out, but it trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, as if she was... nervous?
He swallowed hard, and for some reason, he also became nervous.

...(End of this chapter)