Longevity starts with inheriting a friend's legacy

Chapter 98: Ascetic in the Northern Wasteland

Thanks to the emergence of the Tilan Mountain ruins, warriors can be seen everywhere in Fenglin Town today.

In the past, there were only three martial artists in the entire Fenglin Town, and the number of martial arts apprentices was also pitifully small. But now, not to mention martial artists, the two of them have also seen some martial artists at the Martial Honor Realm along the way.

In the State of Yu, those who can become the Martial Lord usually have a strong force behind them. Although they may not be the best in a state, they at least have a certain influence in the seven states of the State of Yu.

"See? Those ragged, beggar-like guys are from the Northern Wilderness."

"Don't be fooled by their skinny looks, as if they could be blown down by a gust of wind. In fact, they are all very powerful."

Walking on the street, Huang Qingzhou pointed at a group of strange warriors who looked like beggars and introduced them to Fang Xu in a low voice.

"ascetic?"

Looking at the way those people were dressed, Fang Xu couldn't help but say something.

These warriors from the Northern Wilderness in front of him looked very similar to the Tantric ascetics he had seen in his previous life. Some even looked better than those ascetics!

"Have you heard of them?"

Huang Qingzhou was a little surprised when he heard Fang Xu's words.

These monks from the Northern Wilderness are indeed called ascetics.

Beihuang Liangzhou is different from the other six states of Yu State. Liangzhou has barren land and numerous forces, which are constantly in conflict with each other. No force or family has been able to control Liangzhou.

Strictly speaking, ascetics are not a force. They are just some independent practitioners who gather together to practice spontaneously. They believe that suffering can temper the body and bring about spiritual sublimation.

"Brother Huang, is that old man a martial arts master?"

Looking at the front of the ascetic team, there was an old man with a hunched body, thin figure, and a tattered cloak on his head, Fang Xu frowned and spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Qingzhou didn't have time to speak, the old man suddenly raised his head slowly, and his pair of bright eyes passed through the crowd and looked directly at Fang Xu!

When his eyes met his, Fang Xu suddenly felt that the old man's deep eyes were like two bottomless pools!
The moment I looked into his eyes, my consciousness seemed to be sinking into it, unable to extricate myself!

Bang!
The long sword in Huang Qingzhou's hand was instantly unsheathed, and then he suddenly slashed at the void in front of Fang Xu!
There was a slight explosion in the void, and Fang Xu was forced to retreat two steps. When his consciousness returned to his body, he widened his eyes in fear.

The moment he reacted, he suddenly discovered that the old man's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything about him. If Huang Qingzhou had not acted quickly, his little secret would have been seen through!

"Isn't this a bit too much, Master Kulun?"

Huang Qingzhou sheathed his sword, smiled faintly, looked at the old ascetic and spoke.

The old man named Ku Lun opened his mouth slightly, and the wrinkles on his thin face were crowded together, making him look like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"So you are Chang Qing's disciple. I am sorry for the injustice."

After saying an apology, Ku Lun slowly walked up to Huang Qingzhou and Fang Xu and asked, "Isn't your master here?"

Huang Qingzhou bowed slightly and said, "Master doesn't like to join in the fun, so he only sent us, the younger generation, to see the world."

"I didn't expect that the mention of the Blue Mountain ruins would alarm you."

"Haha... the deadline is approaching, and my energy and blood are declining. I must try to gain a chance to break through." Ku Lun laughed, and turned his gaze to Fang Xu. With a hint of elusiveness in his expression, he said, "May I ask who is this young friend's master?"

Fang Xu didn't dare to look him in the eye, and said with a slight bow: "I just got the Immortal Gate Pass for the Ascension Meeting."

The old man in front of me is so scary.

Ever since he stepped into the ranks of warriors, everyone he met would respectfully address Xu Changqing as "Deacon Xu", but the man in front of him actually called him "Changqing", which meant that he was on equal terms with Xu Changqing, or even a generation older than Xu Changqing!

"It's nice to take shelter under a big tree, but cultivation is ultimately a personal matter."

"Young friend, would you consider going with me to the Northern Wasteland to hone your skills?"

Looking at Fang Xu, Ku Lun said something that surprised both Huang Qingzhou and Fang Xu.

Let me go with him to the Northern Wilderness to practice?

Are you trying to recruit a disciple?
This Ku Lun's true cultivation level is probably above the seventh level of Martial Honor. With such a master...

"No! No! Master Kulun is openly trying to steal people from my Ascension Society."

"The junior is still here..."

Huang Qingzhou spoke quickly.

"Hehe... I was just joking." "Little guy, don't say anything when you go back. If that old guy Jiang Feng knew, he would definitely come to the Northern Wasteland to bother me again."

"Forget it. It's fate that we meet. I'll give something to you, Mr. Fang."

As he spoke, Ku Lun took out a rusty object from under his large, tattered robe and handed it to Fang Xu, saying, "Do you like it, young friend?"

Looking at the thing in Ku Lun's hand, Fang Xu frowned slightly.

This thing is covered in rust and looks like a sword without an edge. If it weren't for the hilt-like thing on one end, it would look no different from a rusty iron rod on the roadside.

However, this bitter wheel shouldn't use a piece of junk to play tricks on itself.

"I dare not give it to you, elders!"

"Thank you, Master Fang Xu."

After paying a deep salute to Ku Lun, Fang Xu stretched out his hands, ready to take the thing that was temporarily called a sword.

Ku Lun smiled and placed the rusty sword in Fang Xu's hand.

The moment he let go, Fang Xu's hands suddenly sank. He quickly mobilized his energy and blood to hold the rusty sword tightly, and it almost dropped to the ground.

Good weight!

With his current strength, he would have no problem holding a hundred-pound object in his hands.

But Fang Xu felt that this rusty sword definitely weighed more than a hundred pounds!

After delivering the things, Ku Lun looked at Fang Xu with a smile and said, "My friend, we'll see each other again if we're lucky enough."

Nodding towards Fang Xu and Huang Qingzhou, the old man continued to lead a group of ascetics towards Tilan Mountain.

Looking at their figures going away, Fang Xu once again looked at the rusty sword in his hand and frowned, "Brother Huang, what is the level of this Master Ku Lun?"

Huang Qingzhou shook his head.

"I don't know about this either. I only heard from Master that the ascetics in the Northern Wasteland have always regarded Master Kulun as the leader of the ascetics, but he has never acknowledged it. He just takes along any warrior who is willing to practice with him."

"As for cultivation, I seem to have heard from Master that whenever Elder Jiang Feng made a breakthrough in his cultivation, he would go to the Northern Wasteland to learn from Master Ku Lun. Elder Jiang didn't seem to have gained any advantage over Master Ku Lun over the years."

Fang Xu's pupils shrank slightly after hearing this.

The elders of the Ascension Society didn't get any advantage at the hands of this old man. Could it be that Master Ku Lun was even more powerful than he imagined?
"Okay, don't think about it."

"This thing that the master gave you, go back and study it carefully, it will definitely be of great use."

Huang Qingzhou glanced at the rusty sword in Fang Xu's hand with some envy, but there was no greed in his eyes.

Fang Xu nodded, picked up the rusty sword in his hand, and the two continued to walk forward.

In front of the Blood Food Shop, Xing Rong was busy directing a group of shop assistants to hang up the Xing's plaque. Seeing Fang Xu coming, she couldn't help but complain, "I thought Brother Fang wasn't coming."

Fang Xu smiled awkwardly and said, "I was busy practicing recently and forgot about this matter. Please don't blame me, sister."

Then, he introduced: "Sister, this is Senior Brother Huang from the Ascension Society."

From the Shengxian Society!?
Upon hearing this, Xing Rong looked awed, and then quickly put on a smile and saluted towards Huang Qingzhou.

"My name is Xing Rong, I am honored to meet you, sir."

Huang Qingzhou nodded slightly.

Li Xun didn't even think highly of the third-rate strength of the Huangzhou Xing family, so naturally he didn't care about it even more.

Xing Rong herself knew that Huang Qingzhou came here with Fang Xu, and he looked down on her. If she tried to get close to him, it would only make him unhappy.

He immediately bowed and said, "Mr. Huang, Mr. Fang, I will take you inside to see..."

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Get out of my way!"

Before Xing Rong could finish her words, a series of rough shouts were heard from a distance. On the street, a large number of warriors were driven to both sides. Those who were a little slow were knocked away by the heavy spears, and were either killed or injured!

(End of this chapter)