Keeping Watch

"Amazing!"

The old man looked at the moonlight, completely ignoring his own Law Technique, and passed through it, landing in front of the mountain god's temple.

This added a touch of serene beauty to the mountain god temple, and it was truly awe-inspiring.

It's just a calligraphy copybook, yet it has already caused such a stir.

Even his Law Technique was unable to provide any cover.

This was completely beyond his imagination.

If this calligraphy, written so casually, is already this powerful, then this immortal must possess extraordinary Law Technique abilities.

The thought filled him with even more remorse.

If he had stayed at the mountain god's temple today, would he have been able to meet that immortal?

"Huh?"

The old man was pondering this when suddenly his brow furrowed.

The next moment, the mist dissipated, and a person fell directly from the sky.

Who is it?

Hearing the commotion, the old man instinctively backed away, glaring menacingly at the newcomer.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man. After landing, he glanced at the mountain god temple in front of him, then looked at the calligraphy on it and his expression froze.

"It turns out to be an ancient tree spirit with a hundred years of cultivation."

The newcomer turned his head and, upon seeing the old man beside him, immediately recognized his background.

The old man's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. The middle-aged man in front of him was flying through the air, but he couldn't quite figure out the man's background.

He must have extremely high spiritual attainments.

Thinking of this, he immediately and cautiously cupped his hands and said, "May I ask who you are, Venerable One?"

"You don't need to know my name, but who left this inscription?"

The Dragon King of the Jing River turned his gaze to the calligraphy scroll beside him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He noticed the strange phenomenon while he was flying, and that's why he flew over to check it out.

I never expected to actually witness such a miraculous scene.

This calligraphy copybook is truly extraordinary; it could even be described as a divine object.

"Even I, the little demon, was unaware that when I arrived here, that person had already departed."

Upon hearing this, the old man quickly replied, feeling somewhat uneasy at that moment.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the Dragon King of the Jing River gave the other party a deep look, and then looked at the calligraphy scroll.

But then he remembered his son's words, and wondered if this was truly what that person had left behind.

We've been searching for that person for so long, but there's still no news.

This must have been quite a hassle for him to find.

"Are you after this calligraphy copybook?"

The Dragon King of the Jing River was somewhat disappointed to see that the other party was unaware of the situation, but after looking at the current circumstances, he immediately understood what the other party meant.

The old man's face turned pale upon hearing this. He wanted to argue, but in the end, he fell silent.

In the face of someone like that, it's best not to resort to petty tricks like lying.

It's obvious at a glance.

"The person who wrote such a calligraphy must be of extremely high skill. If you take it, aren't you afraid of being executed later?"

After saying that, Old Dragon shook his head, then turned and left.

Now that the master has left, there's no point in him staying any longer.

As for the calligraphy copybook, he had no intention of touching it.

Touching this calligraphy copybook would be like making an enemy of that master.

He was still hoping to find that master, to see if there was any way to help his son overcome the tribulation of the True Dragon and obtain the body of True Dragon.

By now, he had already given the old tree spirit some advice.

Whether the other person can listen to you is up to them.

After saying that, the old dragon turned and flew away.

The old tree spirit looked around for a moment, then sighed and dispelled the mist.

But he didn't just leave.

If we stay here, perhaps we can wait for that immortal to come again?

Although the hope is slim, it is still a hope, at least.

"Did anyone see that master today?"

A restaurant in White Stone County.

Fang Zelin was eating some side dishes when he heard this and subconsciously looked up.

The other diners in the restaurant all turned to look at the sound.

Each of them wanted to know who had actually met the master.

How did you know?

One diner asked in confusion.

"Hey, you guys came down the mountain quickly. You didn't know, but this afternoon a strange fog suddenly rolled in and covered a whole area. The fog was so eerie that once you got inside, you couldn't see anything."

"I've heard that in the past, this strange fog would rise whenever a master left."

The voices rang out, and the other diners nearby exchanged glances.

Is that so? I didn't know that before.

It seems that some people have obtained some information, but they are keeping it to themselves and haven't told anyone.

However, considering the identity of that expert, upon closer examination, it seems to make sense.

"Who was it that met the expert? And what benefit did they receive?"

At that moment, a diner quickly asked a question.

As soon as the sound rang out, many people nearby immediately perked up their ears.

"Who knows? It's just a guess after seeing that strange fog. I suppose the person who benefited from it probably left White Stone Town a long time ago."

People aren't stupid; if they really benefited from it, would they go around telling everyone?

They definitely left immediately.

The other diners, upon hearing this, thought about it and agreed.

Unless someone actually saw it with their own eyes, or the other person said it themselves.

Otherwise, finding the other person would be extremely difficult.

As for this strange fog, isn't it probably just there to send the person who benefited away?

If that's the case, then that expert's thinking was truly thorough.

Some people, upon realizing this, couldn't help but ponder it to themselves.

"Hey, the way you're describing this strange fog, it sounds like a fairy casting a spell!"

"Nonsense! Those who have seen a master say that it was a person, how could it be a demon?"

"Isn't it said that fairies can transform into human form? There used to be people who deliberately went to the wilderness at night to see female fairies, but these days it's less common."

The argument began, causing many diners to fall silent.

Whether that master was a demon or not seems unimportant.

If the other party has the ability to teach one martial arts after meeting this demon, or even to receive some silver, that would be good.

There's no danger anyway.

If I could get his guidance and learn a Law Technique or something similar, that would be even better.

Unfortunately, many people in White Stone Town have been here for months, but they still haven't seen that master.

Fang Zelin sat to the side, eating his food with a calm expression, thinking about the expert everyone was talking about.

He sighed inwardly.

It's not easy for anyone who's practicing spiritual cultivation; everyone wants to find their own path.

Having explored this path step by step, I would like to seek guidance from some experts.

Fortunately, he is now cultivating on his own and has not made any mistakes in his cultivation.

His cultivation level is gradually increasing, and he is able to continue on the path of cultivation.