Time reversed!
The Old Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged in the Tai Xu Divine Hall, making a Formation Plate, suddenly heard a commotion outside.
He thought He Pingsheng had returned and habitually didn't use his Divine Thought to check.
However, when he saw his son, Wuwei, enter, the Old Man immediately opened his mouth wide: "You...how did you get here?"
"Goodness...goodness, my dear father!" Wuwei instantly jumped up in anger: "Didn't you, Old Man, say you were going into secluded cultivation?"
"And you even said that after secluded cultivation, you would go and kill those two Nascent Souls from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, yet you lied to me!"
"You actually lied to me!"
"Old thing...what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Are you going to pass the Taixu Great Xuan Scripture to that kid surnamed He?"
The Tai Xu Old Ancestor's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a murderous gaze. He looked at the key in Wuwei's hand, which activated the Formation, and asked: "Where did you get your Formation key? Where is that kid He now?"
"Don't worry!" Wuwei said: "He's fine, he told me to come find you!"
"What?"
The Tai Xu Old Ancestor thought, 'Not good.'
Then his vast Divine Thought surged forth, covering the entire Tai Xu Sect.
Unfortunately, by this Time, He Pingsheng had already activated stealth mode, and his figure remained motionless, not a single trace of spiritual Qi leaking out.
How could the Tai Xu Old Ancestor find He Pingsheng's whereabouts?
In great alarm, the Old Man took a step, and his figure disappeared from the main hall.
When he reappeared, he was already on Xiuzhu Peak.
He knew He Pingsheng came from Xiuzhu Peak, and on Xiuzhu Peak, he might find some clues.
He asked several Disciples on Xiuzhu Peak, but none knew where He Pingsheng had gone. Only a young girl told him that early in the morning, the two Snow Pengs He Pingsheng raised had flown southeast.
The Old Ancestor dared not delay and hurried southeast.
At the same Time, his overwhelming Divine Thought swept out frantically.
Finally, after flying for the Time it takes an incense stick to burn, he saw the two Snow Pengs.
However, the one sitting on the Snow Peng was not He Pingsheng, but an ugly, fat man.
After the fat man saw the Old Ancestor, he even sent a message back.
At this Time, the Tai Xu Old Ancestor finally understood.
"Not good..." He slapped his forehead hard: "I've been tricked by this kid...Damn it, I've lived my whole life, and now, before I die, I'm outsmarted by a mere child."
"Hehehe...hehehe..."
The Tai Xu Old Ancestor chuckled, then with a blink, instantly appeared tens of thousands of feet away.
After more than a dozen continuous blinks, he arrived at the Tai Xu Sect.
...
On the other side, He Pingsheng drove his flying boat forward.
His speed was very fast; after one day, he had traveled unknown tens of thousands of miles.
It wasn't until he put away his flying boat and found a human settlement to inquire that he realized his day and night of flying had long taken him out of the Dao Xuan Alliance's borders.
He Pingsheng deeply understood the terror of a Nascent Soul Stage Old Ancestor, so he dared not stop, and once again set up his flying boat and fled.
One day!
Two days!
Three days!
Finally, after flying for more than ten days straight and changing directions several Times, he finally flew to a distance that made him feel safe.
Night fell!
In the depths of a continuous mountain range, He Pingsheng dared not fly rashly at night. If he encountered powerful Yao Beasts, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Forget it!
Let's find a place to rest first.
Tomorrow, I'll find a human gathering place, inquire about the location of Cultivators, and then make plans.
Don't be foolish and run into some forbidden land; that would truly be terrible.
He Pingsheng descended from the Void Realm, casually found a cave, and after blocking the entrance with stones, sat down cross-legged.
After half a month of continuous travel, he was clearly exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep. In the middle of the night, he took out his Storage Pouch and poured out the Spirit Stones inside.
A huge pile.
Tens of thousands.
These Spirit Stones were all accumulated by him over the years.
Of course, the word 'accumulated' is a bit unfitting; they were mainly obtained by killing people and seizing treasures.
Killing Xiao Bufan, the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator Changping, Yu De, Linglong, Luoyu, and others brought in a considerable amount of Spirit Stones.
"Hehehe..." He Pingsheng looked at the large pile of Spirit Stones, and his heart immediately felt confident: "With so many resources and the gathering treasure basin in hand, am I still afraid of not having Medicinal Pills for cultivation?"
From now on, the world is vast, and I can go anywhere.
After saying that, he lay down on the pile of Spirit Stones and fell soundly asleep.
After all, he hadn't closed his eyes for more than ten days, and these ten days were spent in high tension. Although he was a Foundation Establishment Stage Immortal, his Divine Thought was also somewhat overwhelmed.
At night, he had a dream, dreaming that the Tai Xu Old Ancestor transformed into a demon, pouncing on him with a bloody maw and fangs.
He Pingsheng was so scared that he shivered and woke up.
After waking up, he found himself still lying on the pile of Spirit Stones, which relieved him.
But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.
He slowly opened his eyes a crack and found the surroundings were bright.
He Pingsheng suddenly opened his eyes completely, only to see himself in a dark hall.
The lights in the hall flickered, and there was a golden grandmaster chair on the steps ahead.
In the grandmaster chair, lay a frail, old man.
He Pingsheng, whose back was chilling and cold sweat continuously flowed down, stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh hard, then cried out in pain.
It turned out he wasn't dreaming.
The Old Man on the golden seat moved twice and also opened his eyes. His hoarse voice rang out again: "Awake?"
He Pingsheng ignored the Tai Xu Old Ancestor and continued to reach out and pinch his thigh.
It still hurt a lot.
Damn it, it's over... I really wasn't dreaming, I've been captured again.
He had fled for more than ten days in a hurry, but in one night, he was caught back.
The key is, I still don't know what happened?
This...
He Pingsheng's gaze towards the Tai Xu Daoist was filled with fear.
And despair.
Even such a brilliant escape plan of his failed, how will he escape in the future?
It's over.
"Carrying so many Spirit Stones out with a clatter, do you think you have the qualifications to gain a foothold in the Cultivation World?" The Tai Xu Old Ancestor walked down from his seat and said: "They all say you, He Pingsheng, are an honest person, but now it seems, you, kid, are not honest at all!"
"Your thoughts are quite meticulous!"
"First, you tricked Wuwei into coming to disturb my mind, then you quietly hid, making me mistakenly believe you had run away!"
"Then, taking advantage of the opportunity when I left the Tai Xu Sect to search, you ran in the opposite direction!"
"Perfect design, perfect plan!"
"You even calculated human nature just right!"
"What a pity!" The Tai Xu Old Ancestor shook his head, his two eyebrows floating in front of his chest swaying from side to side: "What a pity your cultivation is too low, kid. If your cultivation were higher, or if your flying Magical Artifact was of a higher grade, you really would have escaped, kid!"