Chapter 1 Do I Still Have a Chance?
Qingshan County is located at the foot of Qingshan, surrounded by water on three sides, and covered bridges are everywhere.
The ten-mile covered bridge can be painted, and a bay of clear water can smell fragrant.
After a night of heavy rain, the clear waves and the water rise, and the green grass is fragrant.
The clear water passes through the county, and the plaque with the word "wine shop" on the shore is reflected in the Lingbo.
The wine shop was full of people, all dressed in white, and the equipment was extraordinary.
The shopkeeper on the side trembled.
Because in the eyes of the shopkeeper, these people are all immortals.
This ass sat down, and sat for three whole months without them sleeping, and sat here, cup of tea and tea of tea.
What is not a fairy?
Of course, these people are not immortals, they are monks from the Immortal Cultivation Sect Chiyun Palace, who flew all the way to Qingshan County.
It all started three months ago.
Three months ago, a list was posted at the entrance of Qingshan Town, in which he claimed to be a person named Bai Zirou, saying that he wanted to accept a personal apprentice.
It didn't take long for a lot of monks to come one after another.
The disciples of Chiyun Palace were not idle and bored, sitting in the lobby for three months.
It's really this Qingshan County, and there is no place to settle down for a long time.
But all the wine shops and inns have long been full.
All of them are Xianmen monks from all over the world.
The fact that Chiyun Palace can charter the entire liquor shop under such circumstances shows that the strength of Chiyun Palace is also worthy of its reputation.
In the huge hall, except for the occasional sound of drinking tea, no one spoke.
Everyone was meditating on pranayama when they heard someone running quickly outside the door.
The man was a girl, and her footsteps were clanging.
Someone whispered:
"Qingqiu, don't make a noise. ”
The girl called Qingqiu, with a crisp children's voice, shouted eagerly and excitedly:
"The white fairy is out of the question!
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Yishan leaned against the pillar, sat on the ground, looked at the Qin brick and Han tile street in front of him, and looked confused.
He originally used the first pot of gold he earned from his part-time job to buy gifts and visit the children in the orphanage where he grew up.
Who knew that there was standing water at the door, and his feet slipped and the back of his head hit the ground.
With a buzz, when I opened my eyes again, I had already arrived, an extremely unfamiliar town called Qingshan Town.
The twenty-three-year-old body has become a fifteen-year-old.
He crossed.
There is no soul wearing, but directly the flesh becomes smaller and crosses.
This point has been confirmed by itself when I see the cyan birthmark on my arm and the traces of the vaccine on my arm.
It also means that he is alone in this world.
It seems that God is afraid that he will have anything to do with the earth, and after crossing over, he even changed a set of clothes.
He was dressed in tattered cyan short brown with a gray belt.
I found an alley with no one at the end of the mountain, soaked in urine, and took a picture of myself.
Although the whole body is dressed up, there are two words revealed - "beggar".
But this handsome and handsome face is still the proud and invincible appearance of Yishan.
With this face, Yishan is a well-known yard grass in the orphanage.
Since I was a child, the love letters I received were thickly stuffed into a whole drawer.
When he was in his third year of high school, a talent scout found him, but Yishan didn't want to rely on his face to eat, he had to rely on his talent!
Yishan went out of the alley, and found a nearby pillar to sit down.
It seems to be a liquor store behind him, but it is surprisingly quiet, maybe it hasn't been eaten yet.
Yi Shanwan didn't have the heart to pay attention to these now, he was now thinking about how to settle down in this strange world.
To sell words?
No, you have to do some invention, some perfume, shochu and so on to make a fortune.
But I don't have the capital.
If I hadn't changed my clothes, I would have been able to get the buttons and go to the pawnshop for some money.
But this is the beginning of the beggar status, this is really purgatory difficulty......
Yishan was worried about how to make money, when he saw a group of people in white walking out of the wine shop next to him.
Leading the way were some middle-aged people wearing sun and moon gossip robes.
He was followed by young men and women.
In addition to the different clothes of the leaders of the group, the clothes worn by the group behind them are exactly the same in style and color, and the clothes are of the highest quality.
And all of them have a sword behind their backs, and their bearing is extraordinary.
At first glance, it is from a famous and decent family.
Yishan watched the group of people walk in front of him, and suddenly a little girl stopped.
The little girl was dressed like everyone else, with two balls on her pink baby face, her hands tucked into her sleeves, and she threw them up.
A white steamed bun was thrown over.
"For you, eat. ”
After the little girl finished speaking, she turned her head and followed the group again.
Yishan caught the steamed buns, and now he really became a beggar......
Then she heard someone in the team whispering to her:
"My generation of immortal cultivators, should try to be as little as possible in cause and effect, give to the poor, and have their own outer disciples to do, don't do this next time, do you hear, Qingqiu?"
"Oh, I see, brother. ”
Yishan only had time to hear the girl's reply, and his heart was shocked.
Cultivating immortals?!
Then one of the crowd shouted:
"Edgeworth!"
At the end of the mountain, I saw those who had gone out into the street, pinching the same seal.
The long sword they were carrying behind them burst out of its sheath, and its blade made a soft sound of "clanging".
Then I saw the longsword grow larger as it swirled, and soon it was as wide as a broad-bladed greatsword.
Those white-clothed people stood on top of the huge sword body like this, and flew towards the green mountains in the distance.
At the same time, in the sky, hundreds of people flew by.
Dense sky!
The people on the side, seeing this scene, also stopped to watch, pointed and discussed.
Yishan didn't expect that the new worldview he had just built would be refreshed all of a sudden.
This is also the invention of a ghost perfume, shochu!
I want to cultivate immortals!
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Monks, they are heading in the direction of Aoyama.
Along the way, someone sat in the carriage and shouted loudly to the coachman who was driving the horse:
"Hurry, hurry!"
Others rode past at a gallop, and the whip snapped in the air.
No need to ask, they are all here to ask for immortals.
You don't have to worry about getting lost in the mountains, just follow the crowd.
From the words of passers-by, Yishan also learned some information.
The monks appeared in Castle Hill three months ago.
They all came to apprentice Bai Zirou.
Everyone says that this Bai Zirou is the goddess on the green mountain.
That goddess immortal was ten years ago in Qingshan.
Because it was ten years ago, everyone still remembers it.
First, halfway up the mountain, an enchantment appeared.
One sunny day, suddenly thunderclouds were thick, and I saw a fairy in white flying into the air.
Followed by lightning and thunder, one by one purple lightning, towards the white-clothed fairy, split for a whole day and night before stopping.
The people who ate melons thought that the fairy in white would fly directly after the catastrophe.
Unexpectedly, it fell back into the green mountains.
A few days later, I had the courage to go up the mountain to check on the situation.
I saw that the barrier was still there, and I couldn't go up halfway up the mountain.
This is the goddess immortal, who has lived in our Qingshan?!
Since then, people have come to ask for immortals one after another.
However, in the past ten years, I have not seen the goddess show up.
Now so many immortals are flying towards this side, but if you think you have the slightest talent, then you have to hurry over?
Standing halfway up the mountain, watching the crowds in front of you.
Yishan felt that the pressure of competition was too great.
Do I still have a chance?
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