In front of me, a tall peach tree, a little weird.

Speaking of height, this peach tree cannot be said to be tall, and the top of the tree at the highest point is only six or seven meters high. The tree wasn't very thick, but it was only the size of a bucket. The peach tree has many branches and dense leaves.

What made Qing Ming feel incredible was that the peach trees in front of him, the peaches hidden among the branches and leaves...

The peaches are the size of a bowl, and each peach is white and red. Each peach looked like a fake, too bright in color and with a hazy glow.

What's even more incredible is that there is a font on the peach. These fonts are not the traces left on the peaches by the merchants he sold in the supermarket using special means. On this peach tree, on every peach, every word, it is natural.

"Fushou!"

On these peaches, some peaches have the word Fu, some are longevity characters, each font is like a series of marks lingering in it, Qing Ming stared at it a few times, and felt that his eyes were a little sour, and the runes were like green smoke, making his eyes hazy.

"This should be Xiantao..."

Qing Ming's heart is beating faster, cultivating to become an immortal is not as good as the treasure of heaven and earth, and it is more tempting to eat a peach to become an immortal.

Cultivating the Tao, he followed his master, and he cultivated the Tao for thirteen years, and now it is difficult to enter the Tao. Even if there is no sense of qi, there is no talent for reciting Taoist scriptures. In the past thirteen years, he has read almost all of the few Taoist scriptures in the Taoist temple, but it is more difficult for him to recite a passage than to ascend to the sky.

There are gods and goddesses in the island in the middle of the lake, which is a recognized thing in the monastic world. This peach tree is by no means an ordinary peach tree: "The font on each peach will never be made by anyone." Zhang Zhenjue won't be so boring!"

Zhang Daoran, who is like a fairy, will never be bored, and engraves words on the peaches: "Moreover, between heaven and earth, where can you find such a big peach? Only the island in the middle of the lake, this holy place with immortal cultivation, will there be heavenly and earthly treasures to be born, and there will be spiritual roots to grow!"

"Shhhhh

The peach tree was only a dozen meters away from him, and he didn't know why he was here. This kind of heavenly treasure, Linggen Immortal Peach, why is there no one to guard here. This kind of peach that the gods are drooling about, is not afraid of being stolen?

Taking a light breath, a burst of fragrance entered his lungs, and Qing Ming was surprised to feel that his body seemed to have become a little lighter. The mind is clear, and it seems that the Taoist scriptures that were difficult to understand in the past are suddenly realized at this moment. The strange thing is that the Taoist scriptures that I couldn't remember at all before appeared in my mind as if I had suddenly memorized them.

"Good stuff!"

Qing Ming's face was blood-red, and for a moment, there was an uncontrollable ** in his heart: "Just take a breath, you can have this magical effect, if you eat a peach, ......"

Isn't it about to become an immortal?

"Bang bang..."

Qing Ming's heart was beating faster, and he felt that under his somewhat old Dao robe, that heart, like an engine, was beating slowly, but suddenly it was like a bigger motor was placed, and the Dao robe was vibrated one by one.

"Would you like to pick one?"

Qing Ming's eyes are red, eat a peach, you can become an immortal, pick one peach by yourself and eat it, hide the other peach, bring it back to Xuanyang Temple, and give it to your master to eat......

This is an opportunity to become an immortal!

Qing Ming can hardly resist this temptation, for thousands of years, in Chinese history, how many people have sought immortals and visited the Tao, even if they are emperors in the world, they also want to live forever. The temptation of immortality and immortality... Not to mention the ancient emperors, now in the rolling red dust, the rich and rich, if he puts his wealth and immortality in front of him, absolutely no one will choose wealth, but choose immortality!

Qing Ming also wanted to live forever, he was almost crazy and stubborn that immortals existed, and immortality existed. This was what he had in mind thirteen years ago, when he was only fifteen.

So, despite the opposition of his parents, he went to Xuanyang Temple and worshipped Daozi as his teacher.

He wants immortality, he wants to become an immortal and ascend...

In the past thirteen years, the obsession in Qing Ming's heart, like a big tree growing wildly, has not disappeared in despair with the passage of time, there is no hope of immortality, and the gods cannot see it, but it is like a tree root, completely enveloping the whole thought.

Today, this peach tree, the immortal peach that can make people become immortals is right in front of you, and if you can eat one, you can have infinite longevity. Qing Ming, the greed in his heart, made him forget that this is the island in the middle of the lake, this is the world opened up by Zhang Daoran, and his every move is not discovered.

"I only need one, no, I only need two..."

Qing Ming didn't even think about whether the peaches produced by this old peach tree could make him an immortal: "I will never pick more, I only pick two..."

Stretching out his hand, Qing Ming looked at the old peach tree and peaches with some soreness, and stumbled forward.

Finally, standing under the peach tree, there was a peach in front of him, and the word longevity on the peach made Qing Ming recover a little bit of reason: "The word peach should increase the source of blessing, and the word peach should increase the life expectancy, and even become an immortal!"

Stretching out his hand, Qing Ming's palm trembled a little.

Catch a peach and eat it, and he will become an immortal.

Although, no one told him that he could become an immortal by eating peaches, but out of instinct and the slightest desire in his heart, Qing Ming knew that this peach was definitely not simple!

Standing under the peach tree, the fragrance was overflowing, and after just one breath, Qing Ming felt that his body was a little lighter. This made him feel that this peach could definitely make him an immortal!

"Become an immortal, I'm going to become an immortal..."

Qing Ming's heart was beating faster, and he felt that he had never been so excited.

He dreamed countless times, even in his dreams, there were immortals who stroked his top and taught him immortal methods. But dreams are dreams after all, and once you wake up from a dream, everything is empty...

Now, the peach in front of him will never be a dream, he can be sure that he went up the mountain today, fell on the mountain road, and now he is still faintly hurting when he regresses. If you dream, you will never feel pain.

"Caught..."

However, when a hand grabs a peach, the peach in front of him is like an illusion, and the palm of the hand passes through the peach.

No, the peach is real, but his palm becomes like an illusion, passing through the peach...

The peach tree, like having two feet, suddenly appeared in the distance...

The peach tree, which was originally several meters high, escaped in the blink of an eye, and it was several kilometers away, leaving only a green shadow the size of a fist.

"Whew..."

Qing Ming took a deep breath, looked at the peach tree in the distance, raised his arm, and wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve: "Good things are grinding, it is not easy to become an immortal, if it is so easy to pick a fairy peach, an immortal peach is not a fairy peach." Ginseng can still walk away, and it is a spiritual root?"

Qing Ming shook off his feet and chased after the peach tree.

"I must become an immortal... I must become an immortal!"

Persistent, and with greed, only the peach tree is left in the eyes of the green and dark.

Not long after Qing Ming chased after him, the space was distorted, and Qing Ming's figure disappeared.

In the original place, hundreds of cultivators appeared, and in front of them, the peach tree that had just escaped appeared in front of them as if time and space had changed.