"You can actually subdue such a divine golden eagle, and you are worthy of being an immortal master!" Long San is the only master among the villagers who has reached the realm of Qi Transformation. He has the strongest eyesight and can see it the most clearly in this misty autumn rain.

In a moment, the golden bird had already glided to the villagers. As Long San said, the big bird was actually a golden eagle with spreading its wings and spreading its wings and an unparalleled hero, with fierce eyes shining.

When the golden eagle flew close, the careful children found that the originally noisy domestic animals such as pigs, dogs, chickens and others in the village all became quiet in an instant.

Looking at the golden eagle's wide back, there was a handsome middle-aged man wearing a blood-red ancient Taoist robe, white as jade, deep eyes, and three black beards fluttering in the wind.

This man looked fairy-like and outspoken, and was even more unfathomable in the eyes of the villagers including Long San. With such a golden eagle mount, he was naturally a Taoist cultivator.

The only thing that made the villagers uneasy was that the blood-red Taoist robe on the monk was too bright red, and the red was a bit dazzling, as if it had been soaked in blood.

When the villagers saw this immortal-like blood-clothed monk and the unparalleled golden eagle, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide, slightly opened their mouths, and were completely stunned.

After all, this is the first time most villagers have seen a cultivator. Even the "Second Uncle" and Long San, who is in the internal power level, have only seen some low-level disciples of the cultivator sects.

Those outer disciples are actually not called true cultivators. They are just masters at the sixth level of the fetal realm, and they are still ordinary people. At most, they are masters of the world.

Masters who have truly reached the Taoist realm rarely walk in the world. Even if there are masters of the Taoist realm who walk in the world, they usually have dragons but no tails to see, and mortals cannot tell when they see it.

The six levels of realms are collectively called the sixth level of the fetal realm. It is just a stage for mortal people to gradually transform their bodies and transform them into practitioners.

Only when you reach the sixth level of the womb realm, you are a true practitioner!

The word "fetal" in this fetal realm does not mean an ordinary fetal meaning, but a "rebirth". Of course, people at the sixth level of the fetal realm can only be considered a fetal compared to practitioners in the Taoist realm!

As for mortals who are not even at the sixth level of the fetal realm, in the eyes of practitioners, they are naturally as insignificant as ants.

Nowadays, except for the fourth level of Longjia Village, who is the fourth level of the fetal realm and the master of Qi Transformation Realm, other villagers are at most the third level of the fetal realm and refining essence.

This is because Longjia Village is a descendant of the Long family, a Taoist cultivation family, and with the help of Longquanjing, if it were other villages, they might not even have low-level practice methods!

"Meet the Immortal Master."

Long San's second uncle woke up first and said loudly. The other villagers also bowed down quickly, and even the children who were watching the golden eagle were pulled and kneeled on the mud and sandy grassland.

"Long Family Village? Are you all descendants of the Long Family back then?" The blood-clothed cultivator on the back of the Golden Eagle raised his hand and pointed to the stone tablet with the place name engraved not far away. He smiled but looked down at the villagers and said.

All the villagers were immediately snatched by the blood-clothed cultivator and felt a bone-broken chill, as if they were naked and exposed to the snow and ice.

"That's right. I don't know if the immortal master has given me some advice?" Long San said with a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Although he was still very young, his cultivation was the highest. At the beginning of the year, he took over as the village chief from "Second Uncle", which was equivalent to the new patriarch of the Long Family in the entire Long Family. At this time, "Second Uncle" did not speak, so he naturally wanted to deal with it.

"There were many high-level practitioners of the Long family back then, but now they have fallen into such a field, not even a Taoist practitioner. It is really worse than the other. It is really touching!" The blood-clothed practitioner showed a vicissitudes of life and sighed to the sky.

When the villagers heard that "one generation is worse than another", their faces were all slightly red, both ashamed and indignant. However, despite their dissatisfaction, they did not dare to refute.

In fact, they are indeed far from their ancestors and cannot be refuted at all.

"You don't have to accept it. Everyone in the Dragon family had the blood of the true dragon, and the third-grade Taoist bones were common. But now the true dragon blood in your body can be ignored. There is only one eighth-grade Taoist bone in the entire village, and it is just a realm of transformation. Such qualifications are really a waste of "The Hidden Dragon Ascension"." The blood-clothed cultivator lowered his smile and said disdainfully.

The "eighth-grade Taoist bone" he mentioned was obviously Long San.

"Senior, are you here to find "Qianlong Ascension"?" Long San tried hard to keep calm.

The villagers finally realized it. It turned out that this immortal master was here to find the magical skill of the Long family's town sect "Qianlong Ascension"!

"Are you willing to hand it over?" said the blood-clothed cultivator with a smile.

"Immortal Master, you must have misunderstood. We are indeed descendants of the Long family, and "Qianlong Ascension to Heaven" is indeed the magical skill of our Long family. Unfortunately, this magical skill has been lost for many years and we have never seen a shadow. What's more, without the blood of the real dragon, you cannot practice this magical skill." Long San said calmly.

"I heard from my parents that for thousands of years, outside practitioners often came to my Longjia Village to ask for the "Qianlong Ascension of Heaven". Although this merit has been lost, those practitioners always do not believe it. They even arrested our Long family's children and used the soul searching, in an attempt to obtain the "Qianlong Ascension of Heaven". In order to protect themselves, our Long family often fought with outside practitioners. Therefore, there were fewer and fewer practitioners in the family, and finally reached this point today.

In order to avoid the entanglement of foreign cultivators, our Long family even changed their surname back to the ancestors. Xu. In addition, foreign cultivators have never gained anything. The Taoist world generally believes that our Long family's "Qianlong Ascension to Heaven" has indeed been lost, so our Long family was able to be at peace and changed its surname back to the Long twenty years ago. However, we did not expect that, Immortal Master, you don't know about this."

Long San's second uncle looked much more relaxed. In his opinion, if he explained this matter clearly, this immortal cultivator should not be entangled.

"Oh? So that's it. Well, what you said is reasonable. With your weak strength in Longjia Village, it is indeed impossible to maintain "Qianlong Ascension" and if you really know "Qianlong Ascension", there should be at least one or two realms of rebirth in the village to be reasonable."

The blood-clothed cultivator pondered slightly.

"The immortal master is wise. If our Longjia Village had "The Hidden Dragon Ascension" in the Great Master, I'm afraid I'd have left here with my skills and found a place with abundant spiritual energy to live in seclusion. Perhaps it would be good to offer it to some great sects of Taoism, and it would be better to exchange for some magical medicine." A hint of joy flashed in Long San's eyes, and he quickly agreed.

"In this way, I was reckless. I forgot the passage of time because of a retreat. I was really sorry for disturbing you." The blood-clothed cultivator smiled kindly.

When all the villagers heard this, they were all flattered and even found it incredible.

According to the last words passed down by predecessors, it would be a blessing that the immortal master could not be entangled. The immortal master in front of him actually apologized, which was really surprising.

"It turns out that he is a master of enlightenment!" the villagers thought to themselves.

However, they did not notice that the blood-clothed cultivator had a strange smile. Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, and even his eyes became slightly cold.

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