"You can open your eyes now!" A gentle voice sounded in Cao Xiaolong's ears, very close. Cao Xiaolong's heart moved, knowing that the master here finally appeared.
When that sound rang out, the entire space suddenly came alive again. The sound of wind caused by the rotation of the planet, the turbulence of space caused by meteors streaking across the sky, and the sound of burning flames suddenly reappeared in Cao Xiaolong's ears.
"What a profound level of cultivation!" Cao Xiaolong was horrified and did not dare to neglect, and slowly opened his eyes.
At some point, an old man wearing purple clothes, with purple hair, and even his beard and skin was purple suddenly appeared in front of him.
The old man stood casually in front of Cao Xiaolong, with a kind smile on his face, giving the impression that he was as amiable and approachable as an ordinary rural old man. But Cao Xiaolong could clearly feel in his consciousness,
The space where the old man stood emitted a very strange wave.
It was moving in an extremely weird way. However, I could not feel any presence of the old man in my consciousness, as if such a person did not exist there at all. Except for the fact that I could really see his figure with my eyes, I could not use any other means to
Observations show that this person does not exist.
"A master, an absolute master! His cultivation level is definitely above his own, not lower than that of Taoist Hongjun! Being able to lay out such a large-scale space array, his cultivation level is indeed not empty!" Cao Xiaolong looked more and more respectful.
, the more he dared not be presumptuous. "Junior Taoist Master Qiankun, see you, senior!" Cao Xiaolong bowed to the old man respectfully and chanted in his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the old man avoided Cao Xiaolong's gift and refused to accept Cao Xiaolong's worship.
"Everyone in the world must worship me, but you don't need to worship me, let alone perform the courtesy of a junior." The old man said with a smile on his purple face, looking at Cao Xiaolong with a smile.
"What a loud tone! He actually said that everyone in the world needs to worship him. He is really arrogant. Does even Taoist Hongjun need to worship him when he sees him?" Cao Xiaolong thought so in his heart, but he did not dare to say so.
He said, pretending to be confused and looked at the old man Zi Zi, and said: "Oh? Why do others need to worship you, but the younger generation does not? Your cultivation level is higher than that of the younger generation. In the world of cultivation, the master is the teacher, and I am devoted to you.
The gift from the younger generation is also deserved!"
"Haha..., I can't believe it, I can't believe it!" The purple-haired old man heard this but did not answer Cao Xiaolong. Instead, he stared at Cao Xiaolong strangely. After a while, he suddenly shook his head and laughed, as if he had seen some big joke.
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"Senior, why are you laughing?" Cao Xiaolong, who was as tall as a monk, was confused. He didn't know which of his words was wrong, but he actually provoked such a huge reaction from the purple-haired old man.
"Nothing!" the purple-haired old man replied, but his eyes were always on Cao Xiaolong and did not move away. There was still a strange smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Cao Xiaolong grinned at the purple-haired old man, showing a smile that was uglier than crying. He kept touching his nose with his fingers, not knowing what to say next.
The behavior of this purple-haired old man was really strange. He did not blame himself for trespassing in the dojo, nor did he answer his questions. His attitude was weird. Although he seemed kind, he seemed a bit ambiguous. However,
The only thing that reassured Cao Xiaolong was that at least the purple-haired old man had no ill intentions towards him.
Moreover, this person has a very loud tone, and he considers himself to be the best in the world. But he still treats Cao Xiaolong in a different light, does not want him to worship, and does not want him to perform the courtesy of a junior. This seems a bit weird!
"Did he know about me a long time ago?" Cao Xiaolong was secretly suspicious, wondering what the purple-haired old man wanted to do.
"Looking at your wandering eyes, it's obvious that you have many questions to ask now! You can't hide the questions in your heart from me, but I can't tell you directly!" said the purple-haired old man.
Cao Xiaolong had a feeling that the purple-haired old man's eyes could see through everything in the world, and nothing could be hidden from his eyes.
Cao Xiaolong shrugged, not wanting to hide his worries in front of the old man, and said in a bachelor's manner: "There are indeed many questions!"
"Your previous questions don't count. You can tell me the rest of your questions!" the purple-haired old man said.
"The identity of the senior, what is this, why does it exist, did the junior come in accidentally or did the senior deliberately lure the junior in, what is the purpose?" Cao Xiaolong asked five questions in one breath, then took a deep breath and asked each word.
He said: "Listen to the tone of senior's conversation just now, does senior know about junior?"
Each of these six questions touched on the secrets of the purple-haired old man to a certain extent. After Cao Xiaolong asked the questions, he stared at the purple-haired old man, fearing that the purple-haired old man would not answer without an excuse.
"Very good, these questions of yours are very profound and point directly to the origin of things. However, I can't answer you!" The purple-haired old man touched the purple beard under his chin, and the old god said.
Cao Xiaolong felt a strong sense of disappointment in his heart. Although his face remained unchanged and he still wore his signature fake smile, his eyes were full of disappointment and embarrassment.
"Don't be disappointed so quickly. I haven't finished speaking yet!" The purple-haired old man seemed to be deliberately teasing Cao Xiaolong. He only said half of the previous sentence. "Due to chance, I can't tell you the ins and outs of everything in person.
But there is something here that can solve all your doubts!"
After a pause, the purple-haired old man seemed to think that his tone was not strong enough to highlight the key points of the words, and added, "Relieve all your doubts!"
Cao Xiaolong didn't know whether the "all doubts" mentioned by the purple-haired old man were referring to one person or something else, but the few words of the purple-haired old man really aroused Cao Xiaolong's curiosity. "Oh? No.
Do you know what it is that can relieve this junior's doubts?" Cao Xiaolong asked curiously.
The purple-haired old man waved his sleeves, showed a finger, pointed at the book on the jade table, and said, "That's it!"
Following the direction of the purple-haired old man's finger, Cao Xiaolong's eyes fell on the book.
This is an ancient bound book with a simple appearance. It is bound by rows of small white lines. It is an ordinary book that will be left on the mainland in later generations and no one will pick it up. The cover is already a little yellowed, and the painting
It has a large ** pattern, dark color, and nothing out of the ordinary.
The only surprising thing is that the pattern on the cover is very similar to the one on the jade table.
"Senior, I dare you to borrow this precious book for me to read!" Cao Xiaolong said with cupped hands.
Chapter completed!