After returning home, Su Ting and his cousin had dinner and considered going to the temple.

Such things involve reputation. To clarify the facts, it is natural to be early rather than late.

However, before Su Ting could go to the temple, Song Lao's disciple Qingping had already visited, and Yan Ming Song Lao had invited him.

"Okay, I'm looking for him if I have something to do."

Su Ting did not refuse, changed his clothes, explained to his cousin, and left with Qingping.

Along the way, Qing Ping had no expression, but his eyes looked over from time to time.

Today's Su Ting seems to be different from the past.

Although Qingping did not show any expression on her face, she was quite shocked.

Su Ting seemed to have no idea, but just occasionally looked back, with a smile on his lips, but no explanation.

Since I have obtained the nourishment of the Master Yin Spirit, I have always been full of energy, and then the snake gallbladder is used to nourish and the body is sufficient.

These two items alone make his mental outlook no longer comparable to the past.

Now he has achieved success in his practice, and his true energy is in his body. From the inside to the outside, he is no longer Su Ting half a month ago.

Not only that, Su Ting had extraordinary opportunities, his true energy became deeper and his eyesight became sharper. He could already see that Qingping was also considered a practitioner, but his depth of Taoism could only be considered a barely entry, and his condition was still two points less than that of himself.

His own Taoism is even higher, while Qingping is inferior to himself, so Qingping cannot see his own reality and reality at all, and can only realize that he is different from before.

But Qingping was obviously a person who could keep talking, and he had no intention of asking questions. He just led the way and occasionally glanced at Su Ting.

Walking along the way, you enter the temple, pass through the screen wall, come to the courtyard, and enter the main hall.

Su Ting bowed to the statue to respect the five elements armor, and then followed Qingping to the door of the quiet room.

"Old Song is waiting for you inside."

Qingping stopped and nodded slightly.

Su Ting bowed slightly and smiled and said, "Thank you."

Qingping responded and stood at the door.

Su Ting pushed open the door, entered inside, turned around and closed the door, then turned around and bowed in front of him.

There is a futon in front, and on the futon, there is an old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his breathing is slow, as if he is practicing.

This old man full of mystery is Song Lao.

"Come?"

Song Lao opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Su Ting.

In an instant, the turbid eyes suddenly condensed, as if they were surprised.

But in an instant, the surprised expression completely subsided.

Old Song said lightly: "Your breath is completely different from half a month ago. The heat is ethereal and slightly domineering. I am afraid you have begun to step into the threshold of practice?"

Su Ting was shocked. Unexpectedly, Mr. Song actually told the mystery in one word. He suddenly felt convinced and said, "Mr. Song is really as wise as a torch."

Mr. Song waved his hand, and said with a deep emotion, "I have heard that there are still mystery in the Five Elements Armor. Now it seems that it is a practice of practice?"

Before Su Ting could not have thought that Song Lao would break the mystery in one sentence, so he couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, then nodded without hiding it, and replied: "That's it."

The old man of Song lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Su Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "The martial arts are originally owned by the temple. Mr. Song is kind to Su Ting. If he wants to take them back, Su Ting will never dare to rebel."

Song Lao opened his eyes and shook his head and said, "The Five Elements Armor belongs to you, the opportunity is yours, as for the exercises..."

He looked complicated, lowered his head slightly, and said, "The path I took is completely different from yours. Unless I start over, I cannot practice even if there is an immortal martial art in front of me."

It is not easy to let go of the Tao practices accumulated over decades, everything becomes empty, and start over again?

What's more, with Mr. Song's age, how many days can he have to practice from scratch?

Mr. Song's tone was complicated, and Su Ting was also infected by him and couldn't help but remain silent.

After a while, the old man slowly breathed out, as if he had thought a little more, waved his hand and said, "I came to you this time, I was going to take you into the beginning, pass on your practice method, and lead you to this path. But now, since you have understood the martial arts and can practice by yourself, it is not enough for me to give me some advice."

When Su Ting left the temple before, Mr. Song told him to go back to the temple. At that time, he had already vaguely understood what Mr. Song meant. Now seeing Mr. Song clearly, he was indeed as he thought, and he was even more grateful in his heart and said, "Mr. Song treats me very much, and Su Ting remembers it in his heart."

Mr. Song nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed a little, "You and I have different paths. In fact, there are not many people who can pass on you. But in the future, if you have any difficulties in practicing, you can come to me. I will do my best to solve your doubts."

As he said that, he waved again and said, "I have a book here that records some common sense among people in the Taoist practice. If you borrow half a month, you can read it a little to avoid any rudeness when encountering fellow people in the future."

Su Ting stepped forward and took it with both hands. He saw that the book was a little old. It was obviously some years and years, and most of them were classics used to pass on it. No wonder Mr. Song, a solemn figure, was just borrowed, not given away.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Su Ting bowed and bowed.

"Okay, you can practice hard and go further in the future." Mr. Song didn't care and nodded slightly.

"Yes." Su Ting replied yes.

At this moment, Old Song seemed to remember something and looked at him deeply, with a bit of deep meaning in his eyes.

After a pause, he heard Mr. Song warn: "In the world, you can temper it, but you can also deceive your original heart. Therefore, there is a saying that you are transcending the world."

"Many practitioners are originally outsiders, pure and undisturbed, but they have to enter the world to see through everything and be truly born."

"You were born in the world since childhood, but you were ill in bed. You are rarely seen in the outside world. You are like a person outside the world and can still control you now, but since you are already walking in the outside world, you are like entering the world."

Mr. Song said in a deep voice: "You must weigh some dimensions in your heart, such as the hustle and bustle of the world, all kinds of dangers and temptations."

Su Ting's heart was stern and nodded, "I understand."

Seeing that he was serious and not perfunctory, Mr. Song nodded and said, "No matter what happens to you, you must understand that you must distinguish between the main and the secondary of everything. You must know that you should practice your behavior seriously."

As he said that, Mr. Song's tone changed slightly, and he said seriously and seriously: "Looking at the world, no matter what, he is not as good as a immortal living in Taoism."

Su Ting said seriously: "I understand."

"Just understand."

Mr. Song nodded with satisfaction, paused for a moment, remembered something, and said, "I heard that you have been mingling with a rich young man in recent days?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ting said, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your concern, this is indeed the case."

Mr. Song said calmly: "The heart of being on guard against others is necessary."

Su Ting looked solemn and nodded slightly.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "Since you have practiced by yourself, then go back."

Su Ting remembered the important matters and said, "Old Song, I have something to ask for."

Mr. Song asked, "What's the matter?"

Su Ting said: "It's the matter of my sister."

Upon hearing this, Song Lao frowned and said, "Has her body not healed yet?"

Su Ting bowed and said, "The blessing of the Torre God Heavenly Lord, my sister's body is gradually recovering, but this time, there is something else."

Song Lao raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.

Su Ting said seriously: "My sister was harmed by the people who were gudao before, but fortunately she was rescued by Mr. Song, who used her thunder and heavenly power to kill evil people, but this made outsiders learn about it. Now, people around her have already rumored that her sister was infected with evil spirits, and this will inevitably damage her reputation."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Song knew his purpose and asked, "Then how do you want me to act?"

When Su Ting heard his tone, he realized that this matter was not difficult. He immediately smiled and said, "Our temple is so effective that it is famous far and wide. Mr. Song is here, like the Thunder God is alive. For this small matter, you only need Mr. Song to make a sound."

Old Song pondered, "What's the sound?"

"I have heard a story that there is a good person who has practiced for ten lifetimes. In the last life, when he becomes a monk, he can live forever as long as he eats his flesh, and leads to all the demons and ghosts. In the end, there are three people with great powers to protect him all the way."

Su Ting talked about Journey to the West, but there is no source in this world, so it is hard to explain it clearly, so he said that he had heard a story.

"Where did the story come from?" Song Lao frowned and said, "You can live forever after eating this person's flesh?"

"The origin of the story does not matter." Su Ting coughed and said, "The truth and falsehood of the story, and the truth of the truth, and the truth of the story, is not easy for me to say anything. However, my sister can follow this statement this time."

Mr. Song pondered, "How to say it?"

Su Ting smiled and said, "Old Song said to the outside world that his sister is pure and kind-hearted, and is a good person who practices for three lifetimes. She has good rewards and good results, so she has attracted the covetousness of evil spirits. Now that evil spirit is tranquil, it is also a good deed to give her a quiet heart."

Upon hearing this, Song Lao frowned, looked at Su Ting, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want me to lie?"

Su Ting shook his head and said righteously: "My sister has always been kind-hearted, and she is recognized as kind-hearted. But she is so beautiful, that is the blessing she has accumulated in her previous life."

"Little sister, in this life, people are beautiful and kind-hearted. If it weren't for the blessings cultivated in three lifetimes, how could they have such a beautiful appearance and how could they have such a kind-hearted heart?"

"She depends on me for her life. Now that I have embarked on this path, my future is limitless, and she will definitely not suffer anymore. The future is definitely not comparable to ordinary people... Such a fate, if it were not for the blessings I have cultivated in several lifetimes, how could she have?"

Su Ting did his best to keep fooling him.

Even at the age of Mr. Song and his experience, he couldn't help but start to ponder.

In the end, Su Ting didn't know if Mr. Song believed his nonsense.

But at least Mr. Song agreed after watching him for a long time.

"Thank you for being old."

Su Ting breathed out.
Chapter completed!