Why did I, a superman, go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 4
"Looking at the attire, it seems that my guess was correct and I didn't make a mistake."

Although Wang Ting's vision has not yet reached the point of clairvoyance, it is still excellent, so he can clearly observe the appearance of the man sitting in the hall.

To be honest, he is unexpectedly handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and straight figure, coupled with the blessing of gorgeous clothes, it gives people the first impression that he is a person in the righteous way.

However, Wang Ting is not the kind of person who can be easily confused by the appearance. Don't look at the sanctimonious appearance of that person, he may be so corrupt and disgusting inside!

I saw that person was sitting on a futon, and Wang Ting could see that there was a tiny air current covering his whole body, writhing up and down, and he looked like he was cultivating.

Wang Ting had made up his mind to sneak attack, but it would be a bit wicked to strike while he was practicing, and since he was so close to him, he didn't notice it at all, so he preliminarily judged that his strength was in his Above that, the answer is simple.

The moment he finished his work, he made a bold move, trying to take him down with one move.

Ever since, Wang Ting held his breath for the time being, waiting for the other party's next move.

His luck was good, not long after he got on the roof, the aura around the monk gradually faded, and when the fluctuation of breath completely stopped, the monk closed his eyes and let out a mouthful of stale air.

However, before the man opened his eyes, the fists that had been prepared for a long time came one after another along with the sound of cracking roof tiles.

It should be a basic warning for the cultivator. Before Wang Ting's fist was imprinted on the cultivator's face, the other party reacted immediately, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

But even if he reacted, so what? Wang Ting's fist, which was specially designed for sneak attacks, was swift and fierce. A fist landed on the man's left cheek.

Wang Ting didn't have the intention of killing people, but considering that the other party was a cultivator of immortality, the power of this fist was also "slightly" stronger and "a little bit".

And the direct result of this was that the very handsome nobleman immediately flew out in a whirl, and he barely stopped until he smashed the chair that he didn't know what was made of.

Wang Ting still put in a little bit of strength, otherwise the other party might have been beaten to death by him.

Half of the face of the monk who was blown away by the punch immediately swelled up visibly, and his expression became very distorted, looking like he was in great pain.

But looking at his unsteady appearance about to stand up, Wang Ting thought that he still had the strength to resist, so his short legs slightly bent his knees, and then there was another explosive charge, and the small fist was aimed at the opponent's other side. Half of the face was punched.

"Senior, if you have something to teach us, we can speak well and don't need to do anything. If there is anything we can do, I will definitely help you with all my strength!"

The urgent begging for mercy allowed the other party to successfully save the other side of his face.

Just about an inch away, Wang Ting's fist was about to come up, and the young man also knew that he might be invincible, so he decisively raised his hands as a gesture of surrender, and at the same time, there was a very fast begging for mercy.

He is a bit of a gambler, but as far as the result is concerned, his decision is very correct.

Withdrew his fist in the eyes of the other party who seemed a little frightened, Wang Ting stepped back a few steps, and distanced the distance between the two of them a little.

And the man who didn't care about the 21 shouting for mercy just now looked at the child who was only six or seven years old in front of him, showing a respectful look.

"My younger brother, Ren Zong Confucianist Kong Cheng, I don't know what the senior came to point out today. If there is a place where the disciple can help, the disciple must be terrified! If the disciple has done something wrong, I hope the senior will correct it!"

Obviously, the man who called himself Kong Cheng deliberately ignored the childish size of the person in front of him, and instead treated him as a senior from the world of cultivating immortals. It was probably confirmed that the other party was not the sorcerer.

After all, if the sorcerer monks came to visit, he would probably be dead in the tomb by now.

A gentleman can bend and stretch, although he doesn't know where he has offended this senior, but it is always right to admit his love first.

If the other party still can't calm down, then it's not impossible to sacrifice the face on the other side
"What is Renzong?"

Although it's okay to ask Yu Jian directly, but seeing the obedient appearance on the other side, it's better to get to know the world of cultivating immortals first.

"what?"

Seemingly surprised that Wang Ting didn't even know about Renzong, Kong Cheng couldn't help but uttered in surprise, but the next moment he realized his gaffe, and quickly gave himself a step up.

"It seems that the senior is the kind of hermit who hides in the mountains and cultivates, and is a hermit who doesn't care about world affairs. Then please let the junior tell you about the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals."

Since even Renzong didn't know about it, he probably didn't know much about other things. Kong Cheng was quite clever in this regard, so he immediately explained to Wang Ting.

And quietly observing the interested look on Wang Ting's face also made him more convinced of the conjecture in his heart.

"Senior, please listen to my eloquence, from Daozu"

"Choose the point."

Wang Ting interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Yes! Then, junior, let me briefly tell you about the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals. Since ancient times, the orthodoxy of cultivating immortals has been passed down through the three sects of heaven, earth and man, and there are countless sects under these three sects. The next one is the sect below the Ren sect. Confucianism, and besides that, there are [-] sects heresy, which is now called the Demon Sect."

Since the other party wanted to be concise, Kong Cheng didn't dare to say a word. He really just briefly talked about various forces, and then bowed his waist and waited for Wang Ting's next question with a humble attitude.

"Do you know where the Sun Moon Gate is?"

It is rare to meet someone who is knowledgeable, and Wang Ting will naturally not miss the main task that Lin Ke entrusted to him.

"The Sun Moon Gate can be regarded as a big sect under Tianzong. If seniors want to go, they should go westward to the capital of the Great Chu Dynasty. There should be the place of business set up by Tianzong's children. With them It is naturally possible to receive and guide."

He didn't ask Wang Ting why he was going to Sun Moon Gate, but just stood there and answered his questions conscientiously.

"If the senior doesn't bother to find the way, then the junior may be able to be the guide. If the senior needs it, he can speak at any time."

Kong Cheng knows how to speak with high EQ.

(End of this chapter)