Immortal cultivation starts with copying

Chen Yunhao put his two fingers together, and a sword light flashed across.

What was thrown out of the monk's chest was a jet-black rope. The aura on it was not obvious, but it was a real low-grade magic weapon.

Chen Yunhao's sword light did not cut off the rope.

This rope was like a spiritual snake, nimbly avoiding the sword light and twisting in the air to wrap around Chen Yunhao's neck.

This made Chen Yunhao a little surprised. He really shouldn't underestimate people in this world.

You must know that Chen Yunhao is now a true swordsman, and a seemingly random strike is enough to make ordinary monks panic.

But the rope in front of me is obviously a low-grade magic weapon, definitely not a spiritual weapon. This is interesting!

I saw Chen Yunhao spread out his five fingers and clapped his palms, and a lightning bolt as thick as his arm appeared out of thin air, hitting the rope with a click.

"Blue Thunder Jue...!"

The monk opposite exclaimed. He had been doubting Chen Yunhao's identity just now, but this Qing Lei Jue cannot be faked.

Almost everyone in the cultivators of Boundless Sea knew that those who could perform the Blue Thunder Technique were not just the disciples of Thunder Mountain.

These are the elite disciples of Thunder Mountain, direct disciples of the main lineage, so this identity cannot be faked!

After the rope was struck by Chen Yunhao's palm, it instantly became like a wooden stick and fell stiffly downward.

"Fellow Taoist of Thunder Mountain, please stop, I don't mean any harm..."

Seeing Chen Yunhao preparing to take action again, the monk opposite hurriedly waved his hand.

I saw him reaching out and taking back the rope and hiding it in his sleeve.

"I am indeed looking for a cave, the cave left by Master Fang thousands of years ago."

When the monk saw that Chen Yunhao had not made any move, he reached out and clasped his fist, and took the initiative to tell the purpose of his trip.

"Zhenren Fang? Never heard of it."

Chen Yunhao frowned. Only Jindan monks are called real people. What is there to explore in the cave left by a Jindan monk?

"Zhenren Fang is a casual cultivator and a master of alchemy from thousands of years ago. Have you ever heard of Fire Vein Pill?"

Chen Yunhao thought about it and found that there seemed to be records of such elixirs in the sect's classics, but there was no way to refine it.

In addition, the Fire Vein Pill is not a spiritual elixir for improving one's cultivation, but a spiritual elixir that repairs, warms, and nourishes the meridians, and removes yin and cold.

"The Fire Vein Pill is the elixir first created by Master Fang. The refining method of this pill has been lost, and I can't find the main ingredient..."

Seeing Chen Yunhao nodding, the monk continued.

"After years of inquiries, I learned that Master Fang had lived in seclusion on this island for decades... Fellow Taoist, I only want one Fire Vein Pill to save people, and I will not take any other items..."

"How can I believe your words?"

There is no one who is successful in cultivating immortals but is shrewd and cunning. Honest and honest people will not go far on this road.

So Chen Yunhao didn't believe what he said, or even half-believed it.

"Fellow Taoist, please look at this."

The monk raised his hand and threw a simple jade slip towards Chen Yunhao.

Chen Yunhao took two steps back and used his spiritual power to capture the jade slip in the air. He did not grab it directly. Only by being careful can he control the Wannian Ship.

This is a jade slip of some age. Inside is a map, which only shows the general mountain topography and is not detailed.

"How can you be sure that what is recorded here is Cuttlefish Island and not another island?"

Chen Yunhao frowned because he really couldn't tell anything from the map.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist. Ever since I obtained this map, I have been looking for it for fifteen years. I only confirmed that it is on this island a few days ago."

"Do you dare to swear on your heart?"

Chen Yunhao was half convinced. Although he didn't have much interest in the real person's cave, no matter how small a mosquito's legs were, they were still meat, so he had to take advantage of them.

When the monk heard this, he only hesitated for a moment, then quickly reached out and bit his finger, drew a few lines in the air, and muttered something.

"I, He Wenting, swear to God that everything I say is true. If I find Master Fang's cave and take only one Fire Vein Pill, if I violate it, Heaven will strike with five thunders and the Demon will seize the body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the runes drawn in the air, and the light flashed into his head.

Chen Yunhao nodded with satisfaction. This oath cannot be uttered casually. Once it is uttered, it will be bound by heaven and earth. If it is violated, the consequences will be disastrous.

Chen Yunhao returned the jade slip in his hand to He Wenting.

"Don't blame me, fellow Daoist, it's really helpless!"

Chen Yunhao smiled and hugged his fists, and then returned to his true form.

"It's you... Wen Ting would like to thank fellow Taoist for your guidance back then!"

Obviously He Wenting also thought of Chen Yunhao. Although he was a little surprised, he had to sigh at how clever the arrangement of fate was.

Chen Yunhao smiled and waved his hand.

"Fellow Daoist He, please continue to search for Master Fang's cave. I will definitely cooperate with you."

"You still don't know your last name?"

"My surname is Hu..."

Of course Chen Yunhao can't say his real name casually.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, please come with me. I just found some clues..."

The two returned to the place where Chen Yunhao found He Wenting just now.

Seen from above, there is a forest below, but after landing on the ground, you can see a cave hidden among the trees.

The cave was dark, and puffs of smoke came out from the entrance, smelling like sulfur.

No prohibition was found at the entrance of the cave. It may be too old. No traces of people were found.

"Fellow Daoist He, are you sure this is the cave of Master Fang?"

Chen Yunhao asked with some doubts.

Because there is no trace of human beings at the entrance of this cave, but there are traces of animals coming in and out frequently, it is more like an animal's nest.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, don't worry, only this place is the most similar to the record on the map. Look at the smoke coming out of the ground fire here, which is most suitable for alchemy."

He Wenting was full of confidence. He saw him wave his sleeves and rolled up a huge wind, which rolled up the dry grass around the entrance of the cave.

In order to show his sincerity, He Wenting took the lead and walked into the cave.

Chen Yunhao was silent and followed He Wenting three or four steps away.

The entrance of the cave is relatively wide, and it becomes narrower and narrower as you go in, and finally only one person can pass through.

And this cave does go diagonally underground, the sulfur smell is getting stronger and the temperature is getting higher and higher.

After walking down for six or seven miles, Chen Yunhao observed along the way and felt that this cave was created naturally, without any trace of human construction.

However, Chen Yunhao observed more carefully. Although the cave was as dark as ink, you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

But the sight of the monks did not need lighting. He found a hair similar to a human hair between the cracks in the stone.

This was enough to prove that someone had entered this cave before.