Time passes, and time passes.

In a blink of an eye, another ten years have passed!

Sun Heng, who covered up his cultivation, now has white hair, wrinkles on his face, and a vicissitudes of life.

The two young children of the Chen family have also grown into teenage men and women.

The same ones as them are young people who have been adopted by the second wife over the years and have been with them along the way.

Every year or two, my companions would send away a group of people and welcome them. Now it is time for them to part.

Compared to the ignorant distinction when he was young, Yu Zhen now understood what sadness is.

“Woo woo…”

A group of children stood at the foot of the mountain, both sides wiped their tears, and their sadness was beyond words.

This is a place called Mingyuan Sect, not big, only several Taoist masters are in charge.

However, one of them was in the late stage of Daoji, so he has a considerable reputation nearby.

The caravan stayed here in the past few days, and some of the young men were attracted by the monks sent to the school and accepted them as disciples.

This is a good thing for them. They can avoid the suffering of wandering in the future and can also enter the immortal sect to practice immortal methods.

But it also means separation from the companions who have been with for several years, and it is even a different story to see each other again in the future.

"Mr. Sun!"

The seven children walked to Sun Heng under the leadership of a Mingyuan monk and kowtowed together.

"Thank you for your teaching!"

These children are of different sizes, the older ones are only seven or eight years old, and the younger ones are just learning to learn literature and literacy.

At this time, they all looked like adults and couldn't get up.

"Get up!"

Sun Heng waved his sleeves calmly, and immediately lifted them up from the ground with a gentle spirit: "Don't be too sad. If you practice well in the future, you may not be far from seeing each other again."

"Yes, sir."

Several children nodded together, and then, under the guidance of the monk, walked towards the second wife.

Compared to Sun Heng's indifference, the second wife was much more moved, and bent down to hug the child and almost cried into tears.

"Mr. Sun."

On this side, Fan Xianshi, whose appearance has not changed much, came over and bowed and said, "There is a fair for monks nearby, are you interested?"

Sun Heng's eyes moved: "Trade Fair?"

"good!"

Master Fan nodded: "In the far-watching mountain we passed by, the nearby monks will go, and there are at least hundreds of basic masters."

"By the way, there is also a small auction. The fellow Taoists from the Mingyuan Sect gave me a list, which contains a lot of good things."

While speaking, he handed over a jade slip.

Sun Heng reached out to take it, his spiritual sense just swept it, and the interest he had just raised in his heart fell.

There are indeed many things recorded in the jade slip, and several of them are the best in the eyes of Taoist monks.

But for him, it's simply invisible!

The best thing in the jade slip is just a top-grade magic weapon that is not excellent.

Sun Heng had to consider whether to pick up this thing or not if this thing fell to the ground!

"Forget it!"

He shook his head gently and said regret: "Forget it, I plan to go all the way to rest and see if I can exchange a foundation-building pill for the accumulated spirit stones after I get to the place."

"If you don't hit the Taoist realm, you will always be unwilling to accept it!"

"this……"

Master Fan opened his mouth, thinking that at Sun Heng's age, it was impossible for him to have another chance.

But in the end he shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, then I will go there with Brother Cao. In the past two days, the caravan will bother Mr. Sun and Guard Fang to take care of him."

"rest assured!"

Sun Heng chuckled: "I wish fellow Taoist can get what he wants this trip and get the treasure."

"I borrow your auspicious words!"

Master Fan laughed and bowed to his goodbye.

He turned around and walked to the side of a middle-aged scholar. The two of them set up auspicious clouds together and flew straight to the distance.

On the cloud's head, the scribe frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Fan, why are you a Taoist monk so polite to Sun Heng?"

"Just because he is a young master and a young lady's teacher, he teaches better?"

"Brother Cao just joined the caravan and I don't know anything."

Master Fan stroked his beard lightly and laughed: "Although Mr. Sun's cultivation is not high, he has a top-notch talisman-making method. You and I will inevitably trouble him in the future."

"In addition, a few years ago, we were besieged by locusts and poisonous ants, and the formation was broken. Even Guards and I could only protect ourselves. It was because he took action to clear the siege, so we should not underestimate it."

For more than ten years, caravans have suffered from staff reductions, and birth, old age, sickness and death have occurred every year, so they will naturally recruit new people from time to time.

This scribe is a monk Daoji who joined the caravan some time ago.

"oh!"

When the scholar heard this, he raised his eyes: "This person is so powerful?"

"It's not that great."

Xianshi Fan shook his head: "Mr. Sun is proficient in talisman techniques and understands the wonders of the transformation of the five elements. The talismans refined often have wonderful uses and can exert unique effects at some point."

"Of course, he is not good at comparing to me, but he should be able to sweep Tongji during the Qi training stage."

"I see!"

The scribe nodded and said, "I heard that the wife trusted him very much?"

"good!"

Xianshi Fan looked upright and said, "Brother Cao should pay attention to this point. The wife's trust in Mr. Sun is no less than that of Fang's guards. Two years ago, a Daoji monk who joined the caravan was expelled by his wife because he had evil Mr. Sun!"

"Of course, Brother Cao doesn't have to mind. That person is too much. Not only Mr. Sun, but we can't stand his style."

"That's how it works!"

The scribe nodded silently: "No wonder the caravan's formation control power is in his hands, but no longer in the hands of fellow Daoist Fan. I was a little confused at the beginning."

"Ha ha……"

Although it was a little embarrassed, Xianshi Fan didn't mind and waved his hand and smiled: "I am a casual person and don't like to put a heavy burden on my body. I'm not proficient in formation. It's just right to leave it to Mr. Sun."

"Fellow Taoist is generous!"

The scribe chuckled.

"Just be able to see it."

Xianshi Fan shook his head and sighed softly: "Speaking of this, I admire Mr. Sun's cultivation of Taoism. It's a pity that he practiced Taoism too late and was immersed in the talismans, and missed the opportunity to achieve Taoism, otherwise..."

"The law is the most important thing, and the technique is the least important thing. Everyone understands this principle, but too many people go astray."

The scribe also nodded: "Since he missed it, he can't blame others."

"Forget it, I won't talk about him!"

Master Fan suddenly waved his hand: "Let's speed up to see if we can get some good things at the trade fair."

"Yes, this is the truth!"

In the sky, the auspicious clouds suddenly accelerated and headed straight to the distance.

…………

Yi reluctantly parted with her companions, Yu Zhen and Yu Shi got on the carriage under the comfort of their second wife.

The caravan also slowly set off.

Sun Heng returned to his alone carriage and closed his eyes and rested according to his past habits.

Although he was in the sphere of influence of the Jin Court and was full of dangers over the years, he had never stopped practicing.

Moreover, the pressure from the outside world forced him to immerse himself in it.

Over the years, his body has become stronger and his cultivation has steadily approached the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

The Seven-Star Magic Sword has been enriched for years, and his familiarity with the Seven-Star Magic Sword Technique has gradually taken shape.

Forty-nine flying swords are now comparable to the best magic weapon. After stimulating the sword energy, their power is even more amazing!

Formation of a formation is definitely not weak magic weapon!
To be continued...