The north wind was fierce, and from time to time a puff of smoke and dust rolled up on the ground, stirring up on the road.

In this burst of smoke and dust, there was a team composed of all kinds of people, slowly approaching the valley where Xiao Han was.

The huge procession with no end in sight was very quiet, and the sound of footsteps, even the sound of each other's heads and ears could hardly be heard, let alone the noise and hustle and bustle of the initial departure.

These days, after looting around and scraping together enough rations, the only thing they do is hurry!

The continuous high-intensity rush has exhausted these thieves! If it weren't for the legend in front of Yangzhou, which is full of gold and silver, and full of beautiful women, I am afraid that this improvised team would have collapsed long ago.

At the front of the procession, the old sect master was still sitting in the small sedan chair.

The road was not very smooth, but thanks to the four healthy servants who carried the sedan chair, he didn't feel the slightest bump!

The curtain in front of the sedan chair was slowly lifted, revealing the old sect master with a complicated expression inside.

At this moment, like a clay statue placed in a sacred urn, he quietly stared at the low mountain in front of him, and only his slightly trembling fingers showed how unusual his mood was.

Today's weather is not too good, the warm sun never peeks out of the clouds, but looking at the color of the clouds, it does not look like rain and snow.

"Do you think there will be lightning strikes under that mountain today?" The old sect master looked at the low mountain for a long time, and then suddenly whispered, his voice was extremely low, as if he was asking others, and as if he was asking himself.

Wang Wu, who was following behind the old sect master, heard these words very keenly, and his body trembled!

He was just about to look up at the old man on the top, but he saw the old servant who followed the sedan chair and walked in the same direction and said with a smile: "Sect Master, you forgot, now that it's winter, how can it be thunder?" ”

"Hehe, it's winter here, but Thor, it's not necessarily a cat winter, two days ago, didn't you already have a dry thunder?" The old sect master gently rubbed the wrench on his thumb, and his tone was indescribably strange.

When the old servant heard this, the smiling expression on his face gradually froze, he hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Sect Master, do you mean that young marquis?" But according to the old slave, this is mostly a coincidence, how can he be a mortal boy, how can he attract the power of heaven and earth?! ”

"Coincidentally?" The old sect master slowly closed his eyes, sighed, and slowly opened them again, saying, "In this world, how can there be so many coincidental things? The old man once looked through all the information about him and found that where he was, there were always unreasonable things happening! Even this heavenly thunder has been related to him at least three times.

This is the first time, that is, in the Wude years, this person blocked Wang Shichong from leaving the city in Luoyang, Wang Shichong did not believe it, and brazenly sent troops, and as a result, a divine thunder fell immediately at the gate of Luoyang! The 10,000-jin suspension bridge was destroyed in one fell swoop, the ten-zhang city walls cracked one after another, and countless soldiers were turned into powder.

This second time, in the early years of Zhenguan, the 100,000 army of the steppe Turks entered the shore of Weishui, and it seemed that the next step was to take Chang'an!

At that time, Xiao Han was in Beijing, and he sent rumors to the outside world, saying that the Turks would raise unrighteous soldiers and would be punished by heaven! Jieli Khan didn't believe it, and didn't want to be like the rumors that night, being devastated by thunder and thousands of casualties! The frightened Jieli Khan had to form an alliance with Li Shimin in Weishui, and then hurriedly retreated.

And this third time, it was a few days ago! We want to capture Yangzhou, where he is, but before the city arrives, we will be trapped by several feet, and people and animals will die! There are only a few survivors of the army of 3,000! You say so much coincidence can happen to one person? ”

"There are not a few survivors, but only one!"

Wang Wu, who was following behind the sedan chair, this was also the first time he heard about Xiao Han's previous glorious journey, and while he was shocked, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and corrected the old man in his heart.

As a witness of this third time, he knew very well that if he hadn't found that lucky baby, the army of 3,000 would be no wonder!

Moreover, he also knew that this fourth time was coming soon!

"This ...... This should be a coincidence! The old servant listened to the old sect master explain things one by one, and immediately turned pale and muttered: "If that young master really has this ability, then he is not a human, but an immortal!" But how can immortals live in the mortal world? Or even an official appointment by a mortal emperor? ”

The old sect master suddenly laughed when he heard this, and his smile was as cunning as a naughty boy: "Have you forgotten that he once wrote a book called Journey to the West in Chang'an?" You and I have many disciples who have read it, and in there, aren't there many gods and monsters living in the mortal world? If that's the case, then why can't he live in the mortal world? ”

The old servant's face was as pale as earth, but he still refused to believe that there would really be a god in this world! He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "But, but he married a wife in Chang'an!" The old slave also heard that his wife was pregnant, and at this time, I am afraid that even I have a child, and the gods still have children? ”

"Immortals naturally don't have children, but what about a person who has not yet reached the realm of immortals, or a half-immortal? In the past, Liu An, wasn't he also a group of wives and concubines, and children and grandchildren everywhere? Later, once he attained the Tao and ascended to the fairyland, didn't he ascend to heaven with his family, and even the chickens and dogs he raised? ”

As if he had anticipated the old servant's words, before he could finish speaking, the old sect master had already prepared the answer! And when he said this, the old sect master's eyes were already full of excitement!

The older you get, the more you fear death! It's a foregone conclusion! Not to mention him, even many kings are also afraid of death, so they come up with all kinds of ways to find immortality?

Looking for an elixir? Qin Shi Huang did this, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so he died.

Qiu Xian asked? Emperor Wu of Han also did this, so he also died.

Knowing that these two paths would not work, he looked at himself day by day, and this shadow of imminent death had completely shrouded the old sect master's heart under a dark cloud!

So since he found out that Xiao Han was unusual, all his thoughts have been spent on him!

Everything that is unusual related to Xiao Han, or something that can't be explained now, he will use the word immortal to explain!

Even those workshops, which were constantly producing all kinds of novelties, had become a place with big secrets in his imagination! It seems that as long as you possess them, you can also get the clues to become immortals, so that you will not grow old and die, and live forever!

"Hey! Pity! Yangzhou is the area of the Mo family, and Yin Can, the hairy boy, should have also discovered the clues, so we will never be allowed to get close to the young marquis, otherwise, where does the old man spend so much effort? ”