"Wait..."
He Pingsheng called out to stop the male cultivator. "Are... are you Uncle Cheng?"
"Huh?"
The male cultivator turned around and looked at He Pingsheng.
Then he rubbed his eyes hard, stared at He Pingsheng for several breaths, and shook his head. "I don't know you!"
He Pingsheng smiled. "You don't know me, but I certainly know you. Your granddaughter is called Xiao He, isn't she?"
Uncle Cheng nodded. "Yes!"
He Pingsheng shook his head with a wry smile. "Ah... the Heavenly Dao plays no favorites. The immortal fortunes of this world truly are wondrous beyond words!"
Back then, he had stayed at Uncle Cheng's home, disguising himself as Uncle Cheng's son to evade the Qi Kingdom imperial family's search.
Before leaving, he had discovered that Xiao He actually had a single fire spirit root, so he had left the Qi Refining Chapter of the [Lihuo True Method] with Uncle Cheng.
He had asked Uncle Cheng to teach Xiao He.
And the result...
Uncle Cheng himself had cultivated to the eleventh layer of the Qi Refining Stage?
Could anyone believe that?
He had only tested Xiao He's spirit root as a token gesture back then and discovered her single fire spirit root. Who could have imagined that an old man in his sixties or seventies would have a spirit root too?
What was more, because of He Pingsheng, this old man had somehow embarked on the path of cultivation.
The sight filled He Pingsheng with emotion.
Immortal fortune-some sought it in vain, while others set foot on the immortal path with their hair already white.
It truly left him speechless.
"Uncle Cheng, let me ask you something!" He Pingsheng said. "What kind of spirit root do you have?"
Uncle Cheng still had not recognized He Pingsheng. After all, when