Chapter 71: Deep Luck

The two old men began to bicker, and Li Heng said nothing more, listening quietly until he finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that this old man, who seemed neither monk nor Daoist, was a close friend of Meng Lingyun and also the doctor invited to treat Meng Hao, supposedly for some kind of mental illness.

He could not help but look at Meng Hao with pity.

A perfectly fine young man, how did he go mad just like that?

Meng Hao felt the gaze from Li Heng and found it inexplicable and somewhat irritating. Since when did he, Meng Hao, need pity from a peasant? His heart began to gnash with teeth.

Finally, the two old men's argument ended.

The two reached a compromise. Meng Lingyun would no longer call him a bald donkey, and the old man agreed to treat Meng Hao.

Li Heng, who had been waiting for a long time, then spoke up, "Old man, what happened in Bei'an City? Why is the situation so tense now?"

Meng Lingyun frowned, his expression grave.

"It is not convenient to speak in detail here; there are too many troublesome matters."

"If you have time later, you can go to the mission hall to take a look. There are a bunch of missions posted there that contain the information you want to know. However, I suggest you rest for a while; after all, you just returned from the Sanshan Gathering and need to calm your mind."

The old man said with some emotion.

He did not intend to ask Li Heng about the Sanshan Gathering either. In any case, as a small county-level Demon Suppression Division, he could not resolve matters over there.

Unless people from the prefecture or the great families came.

Perhaps even he himself had not realized it. He had gradually come to regard Li Heng as an existence with strength equal to his own, so there was no need to put on the airs of a Division Chief and question him from a position of superiority.

It was enough to know that Li Heng had not been possessed by a Weird.

Li Heng nodded, bid farewell, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, he saw the old man who was neither monk nor Daoist call out to him. "Wait, this lay practitioner, I observe that you have deep Luck, and I, this old man, would like to make an investment."

He hurriedly pulled a crumpled book from his bosom; the cover was even somewhat damaged, as if it had been scavenged from some trash heap.

"I reckon that you, lay practitioner, are already at the Bone Refining realm and will surely advance to Blood Changing in the near future. You can use this method to forge a supreme foundation. When that time comes, you will surely be like a dragon entering the sea, unrestrained."

Li Heng stopped and frowned.

In his mind, he used Visualization on his Heavenly Eye and looked at the old man, but his pupils shrank imperceptibly, and he felt somewhat shocked. There was no other reason than that this Heavenly Eye could not see through the old man.

The Heavenly Eye of the True Lord of Pure Origin and Wonderful Dao had an extremely high essence.

Although Li Heng had only used it through temporary Visualization and had not properly constructed a Visualization Diagram in his mind, it still counted as having been tainted by a bit of that essence.

He could say with confidence.

Unless the people of this World could reach the achievements of the Immortal Dao of his past life, it was absolutely impossible to deceive the Heavenly Eye. There would only be two possibilities: seeing through or not seeing through.

And this old man was clearly the latter.

He felt somewhat emotional; as his strength increased, he encountered people with powerful realms and mysterious origins, and the temporarily visualized Heavenly Eye was finally becoming somewhat ineffective.

It seemed that the Visualization of the Heavenly Eye also needed to be put on the agenda. If he could find a technique to cultivate the eyes, that would be even better.

"Many thanks, Master, but I have no need for it."

Li Heng shook his head and waved his hand in refusal. Although this old man was a friend and not an enemy, he felt that if he rashly accepted an investment from a mysterious person, it would lead to Causality and disaster in the future.

One who eats another's food becomes soft-mouthed, and one who takes another's gifts becomes soft-handed.

It would be better not to accept it.

As for forging a supreme foundation, that was merely icing on the cake. Under the Supernatural Ability of Visualization, as long as there was enough Source Power, he could pierce through the ceiling of this World's view in minutes.

This old man said he had deep Luck, which was likely because he sensed the five points of Luck on his body. But was just these five points of Luck enough to be called deep Luck?

He had even thought his Luck was very little.

Thinking about it this way.

Just how terrifying was that so-called ancestor of the Ye Family he encountered in the cave back then? If it weren't for the fact that his Great Sun Dharma Image had an extremely high essence, he might have already perished there.

He could not help but reflect deeply.

Meng Lingyun was stunned, somewhat surprised.

He had met this bald donkey friend by chance in the deep mountains. Back then, he was hunting a Weird and encountered the old man sitting under the shade of a tree, while beside him was the corpse of the Weird...

While shocked, he asked for his name and origin, but the old man knew nothing. He only said he was cultivating in the nearby deep mountains. But he knew there were no temples there...

However, through their conversation, back and forth, they had muddled their way into a friendship. Even now, he found it inexplicable; in the deep mountains and old forests, shouldn't one fight when meeting a person?

If he hadn't been very clear that this old man was not some Weird, and hadn't conducted various checks after returning to the Demon Suppression Division to ensure he hadn't been bewitched, he would have likely drawn his blade against him long ago.

Later, he consulted some classics and learned some clues, but he became even more shocked, more certain of the mystery of the old man's strength, that he might be a person of that realm...

He had invited this old man out of the mountains to remove the Evil Heart Technique suffered by Meng Hao, but in reality, he also harbored the thought of using the old man's strength to suppress the chaos in Bei'an City.

It was just that he was a bit crazy and unreliable on a daily basis.

Now, he actually wanted to invest in this kid, Li Heng?

Could this kid's potential really be that great?

Great enough that even a person of that realm wanted to invest?

He incidentally remembered the situation when this bald donkey saw Meng Hao earlier. As soon as they met, he shook his head and said something about how those with Luck have bad luck hanging over their heads, how strange, how strange.

Meng Lingyun felt somewhat depressed.

If that was the case, did he really choose wrong?

"Eh, lay practitioner, no need to rush to refuse. I, this old man, only have one request. If you can know my name in the future, and if it is possible, please inform me."

The old man was not angry, but instead said even more sincerely.

Meng Hao, lying on the bed nearby, felt gloomy in his heart.

This peasant is also a person with Luck? Why! He also has Luck, and is even a natural noble, why is it that he is the one lying on the bed with bad luck hanging over his head?

You demonic monk, demonic Daoist, you are truly despicable!

This peasant has already refused, yet you still lick your face and go up to him. Don't you see there is another person with Luck in front of you? Meng Hao's heart was filled with the irritation of being ignored.

But he was not a fool after all, and did not show this emotion. Because he knew that, judging from the reality of the situation and his circumstances, this demonic monk indeed had no need to invest in him.

But he simply refused to submit.

In his life, Meng Hao has never been inferior to anyone!

There has never been any such thing as fairness in this world; opportunities must always be seized by oneself, and the strong are respected! If you do not invest in me today, in the future I will make you, this demonic monk, unable to afford to climb high!

He sneered in his heart, thinking of that woman's words.

"Your name?" Li Heng frowned.

This old man is searching for his own name? Then what on earth could he have encountered? To actually forget his own name; no wonder the old man only said he had no name before.

But as for a name... perhaps it doesn't matter much?

In any case, there is still the possibility of these two words. That is to say, even if he knew this old man's name, if it were to stir up any Causality, he could simply choose not to tell him.

"Fine, I agree."

His five points of Luck did not sense any danger.