After a long time, a figure flew out of the tower like a ghost. Its speed was almost like a afterimage.

He rushed in quickly by the window, and almost instantly, he sat quietly on the chair and drank tea quietly.

"Why are you like a ghost?" Chu Qing couldn't help but mutter.

The person in front of him had an abnormally old face, with his hair disheveled, and was wearing a coarse linen coat. His hands were as dark as eagle claws, but he raised his sleeves very elegantly and gently drank the tea in his hand.

All of them are like a handsome young man, but their face is...

Chu Qing had never seen such an old person, and his aura flashed and darkened. Chu Qing was afraid that he would pass away when he was talking.

It was like a skeleton wearing human skin.

Chu Qing looked at the old man and said, "Senior?"

"cold!"

"Senior, the surname is Leng?"

"Boy Leng Yan, you have seen him, too. He is my grandson who has been separated by more than ten generations." The old man said slowly, his voice pulling out of his throat like a serrated voice. After just saying this, he coughed repeatedly, as if he would die at any time.

"Leng Yan..." Chu Qing didn't expect that if the ten generations were based on the thirty years, it would have been at least 300 years.

Moreover, the qi and blood of martial arts monks can delay life, but they cannot delay aging.

Even the celestial beings have five declines, let alone mortals, like Leng Yan, who are aliens. Even Chu Qing can't figure it out. Why are they already in their seventies and eighties and can't grow old to a very young age, just like a young man?

I didn't understand, so I even went to release some blood in person and did some experiments with the blood. If Leng Yan hadn't run fast, she would have been studied by Chu Qing's section.

"I'll ask you, how old are you?"

"I can't remember it." The old man quietly put down the teacup, as if he had remembered something, his eyes were distant, and his thin eyes were slightly moist. "I only remember that when I was just practicing martial arts, there were nine peak masters in the Jiuxuan Gate, all of whom were great masters at the level of Taoism."

Entering the realm of Tao?

Nine ranks into the Tao?

Before the Jiuxuan Gate fell, there were indeed nine powerful people who entered the Taoist realm, but that was at least five hundred years ago!

This old man surnamed Leng actually lived for more than 500 years!

Chu Qing couldn't help but be shocked. Even a real martial arts golden elixir powerhouse would not have such a long life span!

After a long time, Chu Qing spoke.

"Mr. Leng, you should have seen my sincerity, too." Chu Qing said slowly.

"Yes." The old man nodded and nodded lightly.

After all, it is a magical medicine, it is not a big radish, and it can even extend his life for a period of time.

Although he was tired of living, he had to continue living for the sake of the Jiuxuan Gate. That thing should be about to come out. For the Jiuxuan Gate, it was a huge natural disaster. He could not die, at least not now.

"A magical medicine is really a polite gift. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask." The old man said slowly, with only a few remaining teeth trembling constantly.

Chu Qing nodded, "How did the martial arts golden elixir be born?"

"you do not know?"

"I asked only when I knew it. I guess you know more than me. Experience is the best teacher. What's more, you have lived for so long and your understanding of martial arts golden elixir must be above everyone." Chu Qing said solemnly.

"I know something. When I get old, I can't even speak smoothly. You can see it yourself." The old man said.

After saying that, he became silent, and then a huge pressure flashed through his body.

Then, the old man glanced at Chu Qing and nodded slightly.

The old man seemed to have a few years older, his messy hair turned white, and he staggered outside. He reached the window and paused, and in an instant, he disappeared into the Sutra Pavilion.

Chu Qing solemnly bowed to the place where the old man left, and said nothing, but he was grateful for what the old man did.

What Mr. Leng did absolutely benefited him a lot. Although he only had a moment, he felt the most original power of the martial arts golden elixir, which was a kind of endless aura.

Even if the old man has not achieved the essence of the martial arts golden elixir, it is almost the same as the difference. The difference is only time, but the old man's time must be hundreds of years in advance.

If I were still young, I would have crossed the past in an instant, but it would be difficult to reach the sky now.

Even magical medicine can't save him.

The only things that magical medicine can save are some new deaths or the breath of life.

But the old man kept it all in one breath. This tone was a bit of obsession that supported the body that should have died hundreds of years ago.

Chu Qing felt a sense of respect for no reason. This is persistence. The older generation is the most emotional. If you want to return to your roots, your hometown will be hard to leave. Even if anyone wants to break this land, it will be a situation that will never stop.

For the sake of the sect, with this tone, this obsession and sense of belonging is far beyond what current disciples can understand.

Chu Qing was slightly silent for a while, but still sighed lightly. He couldn't save this person. Even if he could, Chu Qing had to consider it. After all, the price he had to pay was too high.

It's almost as much as bringing a skeleton back to life.

Perhaps, the old man should have been destroyed hundreds of years ago.

Now I am making it look like I am not a human or a ghost, just to be unable to let go of it in my heart.

Chu Qing did not explore why the old man could last for so long. It was just a thought. Now he is using his vitality again, just because he wants to see the martial arts golden elixir.

The golden elixir was seen, but it caused the old man to lose his vitality.

After a long time, Chu Qing thought of a possibility.

My palm gradually became touched. I wanted someone to understand the Jindan Tao, but wasn’t there a ready-made template in front of me? I could rely on the martial arts that impacted the Jindan to live out a second time again.

Isn’t this what many practitioners dream of cutting off the past and living out of the second life?

However, this technique needs to be discussed for a long time. This technique is equivalent to a reduced version of the martial arts golden elixir. It is both a martial arts golden elixir, nor a martial arts golden elixir. In this case, it can be used by the old man surnamed Leng, which is equivalent to the first draft of his own martial arts.

This seed can bloom two.

Chu Qing quietly felt the old man's aura and became silent again, as if in the tower, it was not a person, but a statue and a stone tablet.

Wait.
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