The Cultivation of Immortality by Mortals Begins with the Abandoned Children of the River

Chapter 472 Breaking News, Selected Candidates

His behavior made the monks around him feel anxious. They knew that the man with rat whiskers was from the City Lord's Mansion and had many sources of information. He was not a person who spoke without thinking. Many news came from him. It was just that the news this time was too shocking, so they subconsciously didn't want to believe it.

"Don't be angry, brother. Have some tea. Did the little monk in the Condensation Realm really escape?" A red-faced man filled the rat whisker's cup with spiritual spring water.

"Of course, would I lie to you?" The rat whisker man laughed, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then closed his eyes and savored the tea fragrance between his lips and teeth.

After a while, the rat whisker man opened his eyes, looking at the flattering eyes and attentive listening of the monks around him, and felt great satisfaction in his heart. So he chuckled and recounted the news he had heard:

"Who do you think is most likely to succeed among those who are chasing that young monk?"

"It must be the old monster Mu from the Muling Sect and the blood-handed butcher Zhu Lanzhi. Who can snatch these two late Jindan masters?" A man answered without hesitation.

"That's right, but," the man with rat whiskers nodded in agreement, and then stretched out his voice, which attracted everyone's attention. He then continued in a low voice: "Zhu Lanzhi and Mu Laoguai both failed!"

This explosive news caused an uproar in the teahouse. Many monks found it unbelievable. They talked about it for a while and consciously gathered around the man with rat whiskers. Some monks even said loudly:

"Waiter, serve good tea. I'll pay for this brother's tea."

The man with rat whiskers bowed his hands, looked at the many monks who gathered around him, listened to their repeated doubts and inquiries, and couldn't help but smile smugly:

"Hehe, you don't know this, right? Yesterday, Mu Laoguai returned to Mu Lingzong, and his face was, tut tut, so ugly, and guess what happened? He failed!"

When the news came out, everyone talked about it. Monks who had contact with Mu Lingzong monks immediately began to interpret from various signs, which indirectly confirmed the statement of the man with rat whiskers.

"Even if Mu Laoguai failed, how can you be sure that Zhu Lanzhi didn't succeed?" A cultivator questioned.

"Of course I can be sure, because that's what Mu Laoguai said!" The man with rat whiskers looked proud. He looked around at everyone and saw that several cultivators with much higher cultivation than him were listening to his speech attentively. He was very proud.

He took another sip of the teacup and found that the man with rat whiskers felt very comfortable.

Although the cultivators around him were eager to taste it, they had to wait patiently for the man with rat whiskers to finish tasting the tea.

"Hehe, of course this is also my own guess, but it is said that someone asked Mu Laoguai whether he had captured and killed the kid, which resulted in Mu Laoguai scolding him. Then," the man with rat whiskers took the teacup again and sniffed the ethereal fragrance in the cup, his eyes showing a fascination.

The monks cursed in their hearts, but they all smiled, as if they didn't show any impatience. Instead, several monks rushed to pick up the teapot and filled the cup in front of the rat-bearded man with water.

"Someone dared to ask Mu Laoguai whether the young monk fell into Zhu Lanzhi's hands. Guess what Mu Laoguai answered?" The rat-bearded man asked the monks who surrounded him.

The monks wanted to strangle the rat-bearded man who only spoke half of his words every time, but they still shook their heads and asked about the details.

"Hehe, he said that Zhu Lanzhi, the old witch, is worthy of it!!"

The whole audience was silent for a moment, and then a heated discussion broke out again. The monks shook their heads and admired Zhan Nianchuan's strong body, admired his strategy and courage, guessed why he bought so many evil-repelling thunder wood, envied his extremely rich wealth, and were curious about how he escaped from Mu Laoguai and Zhu Lanzhi's pursuit...

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City Lord's Mansion

In a spacious quiet room, two figures, one red and one white, were sitting opposite each other.

The man had white hair and a long beard, and a ruddy complexion, while the woman wore a long skirt, had a slender figure, and a pretty appearance.

They were Tian Buhuan, the Lord of Nanyu City, and Meng Tingke, one of the top ten auctioneers of Hainazhai.

"Uncle looks so good, could it be that he has taken the longevity pill?" Looking at Tian Buhuan's excellent complexion, Meng Tingke guessed.

"Yes, since we are lucky enough to get this longevity medicine, of course we must take it quickly to lock in the current qi, blood, and body to achieve the best effect." Tian Buhuan stroked his long beard, laughed, and was in a very good mood.

Seeing Tian Buhuan's high-spirited look, Meng Tingke was sincerely happy for him and said with a smile:

"Uncle's life span is still a hundred years. With this one hundred and twenty years of life, he will definitely have the opportunity to impact the Danhai realm and enjoy a thousand years of life."

"How can the Danhai realm be so easy to impact? Uncle is not young anymore. I can only say that there is still a glimmer of hope. By the way, you are also a busy girl. How come you have time to visit uncle today?"

"Uncle, the auction here is over. Tingke is going to Kunshan City to host the next auction. I came to say goodbye to uncle and thank you for your hospitality and care." Meng Tingke bowed deeply.

Meng Tingke lost both her parents when she was young, and she was brought up by Tian Buhuan. To her, Tian Buhuan is like her biological father. So when she heard that people were going to be sent to major cities to host auctions, she immediately asked to take on the task of hosting auctions in Nanyu City and other cities.

"There is no need to be polite. The fact that you, the girl, can come to see my uncle is what makes him most happy. You are now considered to be the newly rising number one in Haina Zhai. You still have to be cautious in your words and deeds and try your best to make use of Haina Zhai." Use Zhai's resources to improve your strength, understand?" Tian Buhuan warned earnestly.

Meng Tingke naturally agreed, but then she heard Tian Buhuan ask solemnly:

"Are you going to enter the ancient forbidden land in two months' time?"

Meng Tingke hesitated for a moment, she didn't want her uncle to worry about her, but under Tian Buhuan's sharp eyes, she had no choice but to nod and admit.

To her surprise, Tian Buhuan did not stop her from entering, but said something that surprised her.

"How courageous! Although the ancient forbidden land is full of dangers, it is indeed full of opportunities. If it weren't for my uncle who had obtained this longevity pill and had to guard Nanyu City, I would really have to accompany you in it. You should be careful when you go in this time. If you If you can contact that boy, let him go with you. In this ancient forbidden land that suppresses the realm of magic hand cultivation, although he is only in the Qi Condensation realm, with his powerful physique and endless methods, I am afraid that Better than my uncle."

Meng Ting remembered the fat man with deep eyes and calm as a mountain. She nodded in sympathy, then woke up and said quickly:

"No way, no matter how strong he is, he can't compare to you, uncle! If you hadn't let him go that day, he wouldn't even be able to leave Nanyu City."

Tian Bu changed his hands and stroked his long beard and laughed. Looking at his niece's charming face, he thought for a moment and then warned: "But this kid has too many ideas and his methods must be ruthless. You must force him to swear the oath of the inner demon." Only by cooperating with him, remember. Also, this guy has many enemies, so be careful of being used by him."

"Ke'er understands..."

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