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The sun rose slowly, the golden glow, like a magical giant hand, slowly opened the soft curtain, the whole earth suddenly opened up, a fairy in white clothes and snow stood quietly on the Wangfu cliff of Xixia Mountain, looking to the east. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know when it began, a fairy in white came to Xixia Mountain, she eliminated violence and peace, helped the world and saved the people, blessed this Xixia Mountain within a radius of 100 miles, and was loved by the people, everyone affectionately called her Xixia Fairy, and many people's homes also slowly enshrined her statue.

Of course, through slow contact, the people also knew that this Xixia fairy didn't like to be disturbed by anyone. She never accepted disciples, nor did she allow anyone to come near the place where she cultivated, and at the beginning of every day, she would stand quietly on the cliff, looking at the east, as if she was looking forward to the return of her relatives who had traveled far away from home, and also seemed to be grieving for her dead relatives, and her bleak figure seemed so lonely and grieving. Over time, people gave her a name for the place where she watched the sunrise - Wangfu Cliff.

When history becomes a story, and the story becomes a legend, in order to be able to see the beauty of this fairy, no longer taking into account the instructions of the older generation, and resolutely breaking into the forbidden area of immortals that has been passed down for thousands of years, they find that this place has become a ruin, only a stone statue of an ordinary-looking young man carrying a hoe stands there.

Li Liang rode a donkey leisurely, holding the "Fireball Technique" and studying it carefully. It has been four full years since he was separated from Han Ying, and he has almost traveled thousands of miles, passing through many villages and meeting many people, but he has never found the paradise in his heart. I don't know if it's because I've cultivated immortals, I've joined the immortal gate, my vision has become too high, and I'm a little unaccustomed to everything in the world, or after experiencing that kind of intrigue, I have too much expectation for the happy land in my heart, and it's not pleasing to the eye anywhere in a place that's too ordinary, anyway, he's walking aimlessly now. When you are thirsty, you drink mountain springs, when you are tired, you eat wild fruits, when you are in a good mood, you use fireball to beat game, make a meal, and when you are in a bad mood, you eat some dry food, and you wander day by day.

That night four years ago, after a third deep conversation with Han Ying under the starry night, he left alone on a donkey the next day. The fate between them is over, if you really want to be together, it depends on whether there is fate in the next life, anyway, it is impossible in this life. However, when they were separated, Han Ying gave him five compasses, saying that they were taken out from the medicine garden of Baicaomen, as for how they were taken out and why they could be taken out, she didn't say it, and Li Liang didn't ask, because she told him that it was all said and said in vain, and he didn't understand it at all, anyway, she kept it if she gave it, and it was good to keep it as a souvenir, at least there was such a fairy Hongyan in this life who didn't want to kill him, and he was already very content.

It's strange to say that the five compasses that Han Ying gave him are very similar to the Xuantian compass that Zhou Yu gave him, except for the color and size, everything else is similar, which makes Li Liang always wonder if these six compasses are a set. You know, after that Shennongzi laid down such a super big array, it only took more than a thousand years, and when his three disciples injured him, the big array stopped, could it be that Shennongzi took this big compass away, and happened to let Zhou Yu get it?

In addition, Han Ying gave Li Liang some ore and spirit stones, and repeatedly emphasized that he should take good care of it, don't lose it, and don't sell it, because she said that what kind of mother ore is it, which can assimilate other ores, which made Li Liang also confused for a while, how can this ore still have the distinction between male and female? Why are the things of the fairy family so mysterious? Of course, for Li Liang, these questions are in vain even if he wants to break his head, it is impossible to figure it out, there is no source, and there is no ancient book introduction to refer to, so he guesses so randomly, and he can't guess it if he guesses through the sky. So he just thought about it and threw them in the storage bag and never looked at them again.

has experienced so many things, either being played around, or always being chased and killed, in the final analysis, his own strength is too weak, so in the past four years, Li Liang has worked hard to practice immortal techniques and study the "Fireball Technique", in order to have the power of self-preservation, no longer slaughtered by others, and at the mercy of others. Finally, not long ago, his cultivation of the exercises was improved again, reaching the eleventh layer, and the cultivation of the fireball spell had also reached the sixth level, if anyone wanted to be unfavorable to him, he could release a hundred fireballs in a row in the time of a stick of incense, even if he couldn't beat the opponent, he would not be like a white chicken, let others cook.

"Are you Li Liang?" An old voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Li Liang and falling directly off the donkey's back. Without caring about rubbing his aching buttocks, Li Liang got up from the ground with a bone, and without saying a word, two fireballs came out of his palms, and he was cautiously guarded.

"You, who are you?" Li Liang looked nervously, only to see a little old man with gray hair suspended in the air not far away. The little old man's appearance is very ordinary, but his dress is very special. The white hair was curled up, tied with a thin rod, the upper body was wearing an earthy yellow short jacket, and the lower body was cyan trousers, but the trousers were shortened, revealing rough ankles, and a pair of straw sandals on the feet, probably because they had been worn for too long, and the position of the toes had been worn out, revealing the big black toes.

"Hehe, I have been waiting for you here for a long time on the orders of the patriarch. After seeing Li Liang make a strange defensive move, the little old man smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Wait, wait for me, right? I don't know you at all! I don't know your ancestor!" Li Liang asked in surprise as he changed the defensive style of "monkey fist style" to "tiger grasping style".

"That's right, I'm waiting for you!" the little old man nodded firmly.

"I see that your cultivation is quite high, it should be an old-timer, you can't be mistaken, right? My immortal cultivation has just started, and there is too much difference between it and your level, it is not at the same level at all, how can the person you wait for be me? Why don't you think about it again?" Li Liang looked at the little old man carefully for a long time before he said weakly. He can be suspended in mid-air without any magic weapons, which at least has to be done by a monk in the foundation building period, how can the person he have to wait for be a person who has just started his immortal arts?

"Don't think about it, it's you! I'm sure of that. The little old man smiled faintly, slowly floated down, and landed beside Li Liang.

"Hey, hey, come here, I know immortal arts, it's very good, it's not good to hurt you. Li Liang stepped back and gestured at the fireball in his hand, although he didn't know if he could hurt him, but at least he could give himself courage, after all, he had not cultivated in vain in the past few years, and his buddy now also had a trick to defend himself!

"Immortal arts, do you also call this immortal arts?" The little old man took another step closer, and when he opened his mouth slightly, the fireballs on Li Liang's hands turned into ice balls.

"Hiss!" Li Liang trembled with his hands, threw away the ice ball in his hand, turned around, and ran away, but unfortunately, he was dragged back by a great suction force before he ran a few steps.

"I've been waiting for you so hard, why did you run away when you met?" the little old man said lightly behind his back. Li Liang didn't see him come up with any tricks at all, which made Li Liang feel a little desperate. How high is this! To be able to achieve the intention of following the Fa, at least the great cultivators of the Yuan Infant and Transformation Stage, it is basically impossible to defeat them!

"Old fairy, just spare me, I'm really not the person you're looking for! I'm just a casual cultivator, my qualifications are very poor, I guess there is no great hope in this life, even if you find me, I can't help you or anything!" Li Liang said with a sad face. I'm so depressed, I thought I could protect myself by practicing immortal arts, but I didn't expect to have to beg for mercy in the end.

"Hehe, who said I want you to help me or something? I'm going to help you, silly boy!" the little old man smiled indifferently and looked at Li Liang with a kind face.

"Help, help me, help me, help me? Old fairy, I guess you're really looking for the wrong person, really! Or tell me first, why do you think I'm the one you're waiting for? Li Liang stared at the little old man with a surprised face and said.

"Just this donkey!" said the little old man with his hand, gently stroking the donkey's back.

"Donkey? Just by this donkey? Are you not mistaken? Just by this donkey, you decide that I am the one you are waiting for?" Li Liang's eyes widened, and he looked at the little old man blankly. This is also outrageous, how is it possible to identify himself as the one he wants to wait for with a donkey?

"My ancestor is the founder of Xuanzong Mountain, and he is most proficient in the way of divination. He had already calculated tens of thousands of years ago that when he was in the eighty-ninth generation of the Xianmen Inheritance, he would recruit a loose cultivator who rode a donkey from the bottom of the mountain, and that person could only use the fireball technique, and his name was Li Liang. The little old man took a few steps closer and looked around Li Liang for a long time before he said leisurely.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, it was decided that I would ride a donkey from here today?" Li Liang didn't believe his ears at all, what kind of international joke did this little old man make, how could there be such an unreliable thing?

"Yes, but I didn't count the day I passed, he just said that when the Xianmen passed to the eighty-ninth generation, you would ride a donkey to the foot of our Xianmen, and calculate the time, I have been waiting for you here for almost seventy years. The little old man nodded and said with emotion.

"Seventy years? What then, old fairy, I think you must be mistaken. Even if your ancestor said that there is such a person, but at the foot of your immortal mountain, many people ride donkeys every year, why is it me?" Li Liang asked incomprehensibly. This thing is too mysterious, even if it can be pinched and calculated, there is no such algorithm.

"Hehe, there are a lot of donkey riders, but you are the only immortal cultivator who rides donkeys. The little old man smiled faintly and looked at Li Liang with a playful look.

"Ah, don't immortal cultivators ride donkeys?" Li Liang was stunned, who stipulated that immortal cultivators couldn't ride donkeys?

"Haha, the immortal cultivator who has cultivated to the eleventh level, and still relies on riding a donkey to drive away, can there be anyone else besides you Li Liang?" the little old man laughed, his face full of weirdness.

"This is also calculated by your ancestor?" Li Liang swallowed his saliva and asked the little old man with a bitter face.

"Hehe, yes. The patriarch is still determined, if we can accept you to get started, in the remaining tens of thousands of years, our Xuanzong Mountain will also be in charge of the immortal cultivation realm in Beiliang Continent for a long time. The little old man chuckled a few times, nodded, and said lightly.

Li Liang stared at the little old man blankly for a long time, he was really a little speechless, with a donkey, he could determine whether the immortal sect could be in charge of the immortal cultivation world of a continent, and it would be tens of thousands of years, was this divination, or fooling people?

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