"What kind of place is the Red Pine Snowfield? I've never been there," Jiang Ming looked at the handsome young monk in front of him and said lightly without revealing any clues.
Although it was not a secret that a martial artist from the mortal world had embarked on the path of immortality, the Cangming Grotto-Heaven cultivator that Jiang Ming had killed back then was also from the Red Pine Snowfield. However, Jiang Ming's background was extraordinary. Therefore, he naturally could not reveal his identity casually.
The monk looked familiar. However, Jiang Ming's divine will was very sensitive. He could sense a dangerous aura from the other party, which seemed to be far beyond that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
"My name is Xiu Ming. I'm from the Xuan Kong Temple."
The young monk did not seem to mind. He smiled and introduced himself. "More than ten years ago, I once traveled around the Feather Kingdom. In order to seek the path of body refinement, I entered the Red Pine Snowfield to learn martial arts. Although immortal cultivation is forbidden in that world, the path of martial arts is a different one. It's extremely exciting."
Jiang Ming did not say anything. He just looked at him quietly.
Xiu Ming looked at Jiang Ming and continued, "I heard many martial arts legends and read many ancient books. Listening to the shocking legends of those martial arts Grandmasters is really something to look forward to! In an ancient book, there was a Grandmaster from two hundred years ago. His name was Zhang Shan, and he made a name for himself in the Red Pine Snowfield. You have his name." Xiu Ming smiled indifferently and continued, "Coincidentally, I have heard that your martial arts prowess is also extremely extraordinary. Your reputation here is outstanding. What a coincidence."
"The world of immortal cultivation is so vast. It's normal for people to have the same name!" Jiang Ming shook his head and said, "Monk, if there's nothing else, please make way. Otherwise, if I accidentally hurt you, I'll feel very guilty."
"Patron, your hostility toward me is too great. I have no ill intentions! I've said so much just to ask you something!" Xiu Ming shook his head.
Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. However, there was still no expression on his face.
"This matter is very important to me. If you really are the descendant or disciple of Grandmaster Zhang Shan, please let me know!"
Jiang Ming was stunned. Descendant? Disciple?
"Alright, looks like I'm really a little old!" Jiang Ming thought. In the blink of an eye, he was already more than two hundred years old.
"Go ahead." Jiang Ming waved his hand.
A hint of joy flashed across Xiu Ming's face. He thought that he had found the right person. He thought that Jiang Ming must have walked out of the Red Pine Snowfield and used the name of his ancestors to wander the world of immortal cultivation.
However, he would never have thought that Jiang Ming was the person he had seen in the ancient books of the Red Pine Snowfield.
"Grandmaster Zhang Shan became famous in a battle to defend a city. According to the biographies compiled by later generations, his real origin should be a small town at the foot of the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest! I want to ask you if you know what happened in the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest," said Monk Xiu Ming.
Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the monk in front of him. Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest? What else could happen there? The biggest thing was the storm of the immortal encounter.
"Are you talking about the King of Medicine incident? Every hundred years or so, a King of Medicine would be born on that mountain. However, that thing is only a special spirit herb here. It doesn't seem to be that rare," Jiang Ming said. It was a disguised admission that he was from the Red Pine Snowfield. After all, Xiu Ming had unintentionally made up an identity for him. It would be a waste not to use it.
"It's not that." Monk Xiu Ming immediately shook his head and said in a hurried voice, "I'm talking about a drastic change that happened in the depths of the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest about two hundred years ago. An ancient immortal cultivator, who had lived for more than a thousand years, appeared and died in that drastic change. More than ten Grandmasters also died, shocking the entire Red Pine Snowfield. Didn't you hear your elders mention it before?"
As expected, Jiang Ming was shocked. This monk was really asking about this matter.
"I really don't know. Master once told me not to investigate the matters in the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest. It might lead to a fatal disaster!" Jiang Ming said without blinking. "After I became a Grandmaster, I quietly left that place and came here. I really don't know much about the secret from a hundred years ago."
Xiu Ming stared straight at Jiang Ming, and there seemed to be a spiritual light surging in the depths of his eyes. Unfortunately, Jiang Ming's cultivation was far superior to his. No matter how he looked at it, he could not see any clues. In the end, he could only give up.
"Have you ever been to the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest and seen the fire mayflies there?" After a moment of silence, Xiu Ming suddenly spoke.
"Of course, I have. They are just ugly little bugs." Jiang Ming smiled casually.
"That's right..." Xiu Ming took a deep breath and shook his head. He did not ask any further questions.
"Thank you for telling me. Perhaps there will be a great opportunity in the Red Pine Snowfield in the future. Perhaps we will go to the Red Pine Snowfield together in the future!" Xiu Ming chuckled. "Friend, you're so young. However, you're able to become a Grandmaster in such an environment. You're obviously talented. Don't slack off on the path of martial arts!"
