Gu Feng stepped into the courtyard.

When you enter the door, you will first see an ancient crape myrtle tree in the middle of the yard.

The trunk is as thick as a round table, more than one meter high, with lush branches and leaves. At this time, the flowers are in full bloom and the faint fragrance is swaying.

Then, I saw a figure sitting under the tree, shaking a palm-leaf fan to enjoy the cool air.

Because he turned his back to Gu Feng, Gu Feng could not see the man's face.

Gu Feng guessed in his heart that he should be the guardian!

Then, he saw a big black dog lying on the ground next to the Guardian chair, sleeping soundly, and snoring sounds from his nose.

I looked around and saw that there were many flowers and plants in the courtyard, such as canna, evergreen, aloe, Ruyi grass, orchids...

Although these flowers and plants are not expensive, they grow lushly. Occasionally, one or two leaves turn yellow, as if they are decorating some autumn colors.

Gu Feng tidied up his clothes, walked towards the middle of the house, and stopped one meter away from the Guardian.

"Hello, senior!" Gu Feng bowed and said hello.

The Guardian turned around.

It was not until this time that Gu Feng saw the guardian's face and felt a slight trance.

The Guardian has a young face and looks like a man in his forties.

Wearing a simple cyan long gown, it's very ordinary.

But Gu Feng understood that the person in front of him was extremely extraordinary.

The guardian looked at Gu Feng, his eyes changing with vicissitudes and deep as an abyss.

Gu Feng felt like he was seen through at first sight, so he quickly bowed again and said gratefully: "Thank you for saving your life tonight, senior."

"You don't need to be polite. People with Canglong's fate have relatively strong lives and are lucky. Besides, you have been recognized by the Taoist sword. Even if I don't show up, there will be Taoist sages to protect you."

Gu Feng was puzzled by the words of the Guardian.

"sit!"

The Guardian withdrew his deep gaze and pointed to the stone bench opposite him.

"Thanks."

Gu Feng sat down on the stone bench and looked down. The big black dog was still snoring and was sleeping very soundly.

"Actually, I have been paying attention to you since you first entered Beijing. But I didn't expect that if you are so young, you will light the sky lantern to resist the heavens and prolong your life."

There was a hint of appreciation in the Guardian's tone.

Little did he know that Gu Feng's heart had already stirred up storms.

The first time he went to Beijing was to prosper Mr. Mu. Mu Zhennan blocked the news afterwards, but the guardian still knew.

"Senior, how did you know?" Gu Feng couldn't help asking.

The guardian smiled and said, "Looking the sky lantern against the sky and prolonging life. There will be spiritual fluctuations between heaven and earth, so naturally I can't escape my spiritual consciousness."

Gu Feng was shocked again.

The Guardian can even detect the fluctuations of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. How strong is it?

"Drink tea?" asked the Guardian.

"Drink." Gu Feng nodded.

The Guardian took the teapot and tea cup from the narrator and poured a cup of tea for Gu Feng.

In an instant, the fragrance of tea filled the entire yard.

"Try it." The Guardian made a gesture of invitation.

Gu Feng quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip. In an instant, his mouth smelled fragrant, his fatigue was wiped out, and he felt relaxed and happy.

"Good tea! A peerless tea!" Gu Feng couldn't help but praise.

The Guardian said: "This tea was planted by me personally. It blooms for twenty years and bears fruit in twenty years. After it is picked for twenty years, it will take another thirty years to keep it for this taste."

Gu Feng was shocked. Unexpectedly, a cup of tea would last for nearly a hundred years.

Putting down the teacup, Gu Feng asked, "Senior, you asked me to see you. Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Actually, I just want to chat with someone." The Guardian said calmly: "I have lived here for nearly two hundred years. Every day, I have only these flowers, plants and Xiao Hei accompany me. I have been practicing hard before, and it is not boring, but in the past two years, my cultivation has not moved forward and I feel a little lonely."

Gu Feng thought to himself that the Guardian has lived here for nearly two hundred years. Doesn’t this mean that the Guardian was here when the Qing Dynasty was still there?

In other words, have the Guardians met those great figures in history?

The guardian seemed to see what Gu Feng was thinking and said, "After I lived here, I was basically the main focus of Qing Cultivation, and I saw very few people, but like the top figures in modern times, they have all been here, but they are not as lucky as you and have never drunk this tea."

Gu Feng smiled.

"Where did you get the ancient dragon technique you practiced?" the guardian suddenly asked.

Naturally, Gu Feng could not tell the truth and lied: "I met a master before, and he taught me my medical skills and the ancient dragon skills."

"What's his name?"

"have no idea."

"Then where is he now?" the Guardian asked again.

Gu Feng shook his head: "I don't know. I finally saw him a few years ago. He said he wanted to travel, and then there was no news again."

"Yeah?"

The guardian's eyes were as deep as the sea, falling on Gu Feng's face without blinking.

Gu Feng only felt a huge pressure covering him. Fortunately, he was not a person who had never seen the world and was forced to calm down.

Ten seconds later.

The guardian said: "I think that the person who teaches you medical skills and the ancient dragon skills should be an expert from the world of cultivation."

"The world of cultivation?" Gu Feng was confused.

The guardian said, "I came from the world of cultivation."

Gu Feng couldn't understand what the Guardian was saying at all, and asked: "What kind of world is the world of cultivation?"

"To put it bluntly, it is the place where cultivators live. In our place, you are called the secular world." The guardian said: "Everyone in the world of cultivation is a cultivator, and his life span is at least three hundred years old, and those who live long can reach thousands or ten thousand years. If there are gods in this world, I think people in the world of cultivation are the closest to gods."

Gu Feng was curious that although he was the chief ghost doctor in the underworld, he had never been in contact with people in the world of cultivation.

Because only the immortal officials and the ghost messengers could be given medical treatment.

"The world of cultivation is a huge world with a vast territory, more than a hundred times larger than the secular world, with a large population of hundreds of millions. The ultimate goal of those who are practicing to become immortals."

Gu Feng couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what kind of cultivation do people in the world of cultivation are there?"

"Ordinary cultivators are mostly in the Mahayana realm, and some are earth immortals. Immortals are divided into nine grades. After the nine grades of earth immortals, they are celestial immortals. If they are celestial immortals, they are saints."

The Guardian said: "As far as I know, for a thousand years, no saint has appeared in the world of cultivation."

hiss--

Gu Feng sucked in the air.

Entering the path of cultivation, starting from building the foundation, after building the foundation, there are golden elixirs, Nascent Soul, God Transformation, and then Mahayana.

In other words, if you just come out of the world of cultivation, you will be invincible in the world.

In comparison, Gu Feng, a master at the peak of the Golden Pill, is even weaker than an ant in the world of cultivation.

This is so scary.

At the same time, Gu Feng was also puzzled. Why did the Guardian tell himself this?

Gu Feng said curiously: "Senior, why do you tell me about the world of cultivation?"

The guardian looked up at Gu Feng: "Because I think... you are not from this world!"
Chapter completed!