Where am I willing to accept Li Xuan's worship, just leave. Li Xuan flickered and lame, to be honest, it was purely an accident.

Li Xuan carried an iron gourd on his back and swayed towards the Li Mansion with a cane. I can't go back when I go home, but I have to go back to see my parents, but it's a pity that I can only become an immortal by myself, but I can't take them away.

Li Xuan, back to the Li Mansion, this time the door god did not appear. Regardless of ghosts, it is true that they don't care about the living, of course, they don't care if they have high combat effectiveness, and no one has a habit of suffering.

The Li Mansion was gloomy, and the little scholar was crying to death. What makes Li Xuan different is that the whole house is covered with white cloth, which is not at all like the rules for preparing a funeral for himself. For example, if he died, because he had not yet been married, he would not do it in a big way.

Li Xuan went all the way forward, and the people in the house were originally overly sad, and when they saw this person who asked for food coming in, they thought that it was the young master or master of their own family who had given alms, and came to mourn, after all, there were people at the wedding banquet, but no one heard that someone had mixed the funeral.

For Li Xuan, he felt that he was transcendent, and an immortal was an immortal. It's really different.

But before he was excited for three seconds, Li Xuan saw his own body, which had become charred flesh.

Li Xuan took a breath, it didn't matter, after all, he had become an immortal when he got the immortal fate. It should be regarded as a complete two-paragraph with the world, but then Li Xuan couldn't help but shed tears, and there was a coffin next to it, but it was his father Li Yuanwai who was lying inside!

Alas! Seeing that his mother had fainted from crying, Li Xuan felt that he was very unfilial, so he opened the gourd to a drop of wine, stepped up at his fingertips, and put the wine on the corner of his father's mouth.

Baicao wine quickly blended in, and after a while, it had already penetrated, and Li Yuanwai's pale skin instantly became rosy, and he opened his eyes violently and sat up directly.

This scene startled the people around him, and the Li Mansion was in chaos. Right in the middle of this chaos. Li Xuan left quietly.

Although Baicao Wine can't create a god, Baicao Wine has strong spiritual power, even if it's better than the Gathering Spirit Pill, I don't know how many times better.

Li Xuan took a small sip every day, slowly refined, and used the cloth cloth magic to collect the spiritual power in the dantian. In less than a year, it is already a sevenfold realm of spiritual power.

At this moment, although Li Xuan can't talk about flying, he is also walking like flying, and his speed is a few points faster than that of a galloping horse.

Li Xuan is simply between the mountains and fields, traveling freely, but he is also at ease. In addition, when Lu saw the unevenness and pulled out a knife to help, Li Xuan also had a wrong name, known as Tie Guan Li.

In addition, there is an idler, who likes to hold his stomach and smile all day long. This is naturally Han Zhongli, but Han Zhongli at this moment is completely a little brother who has run away.

On this day, Tie Guan Li and the others settled in a ruined temple but saw a middle-aged man in official uniform, with a depressed and sad look. The official uniform of Nalafeng is also shabby, but there is a stubbornness between the eyebrows.

"Two immortals, I'm looking for you so hard!" As soon as this person saw Tie Guan Li and Han Zhongli, he immediately fell to his knees with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, how do you know we're immortals?" Tie Guan Li asked with a smile, but his heart was extreme

For the sake of happiness, yes, I am an immortal, although I can't take the moon for nine days, but I also have immortal means and is not an immortal master?

"The two of them are here for a hundred miles, and they come and go freely, and there are many people who have passed it on by word of mouth, so that they can recognize the two immortals at a glance. The contemptible Uncle Cao Guo is willing to worship under the door of the two immortals, in order to be enlightened. "Uncle Cao Guo, pray sincerely.

Even I didn't expect that I would be Tie Guan Li's master, and I didn't expect that Tie Guan Li would bring me seven and make up eight immortals.

For these eight people, it is naturally not enough to share a gourd wine. So, after drinking a gourd of wine, the highest grade of these eight people is only the eight-grade grandmaster realm of Tie Guan Li.

It was originally the era of the end of the law, and the aura between heaven and earth was thin. According to oneself, the aura of heaven and earth is almost useless. So, Tie Guan Li decided to take the disciples he had helped his master collect to find his master. As a result, the legend of the Eight Immortals began to spread widely throughout China.

Leaving Tieguai Li, I headed straight west to the Indian capital, the birthplace of Buddhism. At that time, Sanzang also went to India to seek the true scriptures. Although this is a bit of a myth, how could a country like Yindu become the Western Elysium. Most of the so-called religions are just seeking comfort in one's own heart.

I'm only here because of the fat monk. Since it was the Buddhists who came to me, then my doppelganger should be here.

It's a pity that I've traveled all over the Indu, but I haven't found any clues to the mustard space. I had already asked before I came, Jing'er. It's a pity that although this little guy is still very close to me, when it comes to the remnants of the doppelganger's demonic thoughts, it is just one sentence, this is the meaning of the above, you must find it yourself.

This is a trial, or a painstaking cultivation. I didn't know, so I set foot in the Indian capital alone, felt the culture here, and even turned myself into a monk, but I never found any clues. So I gave up. Ten years is not a long time for a cultivator, but it is long enough for an ordinary person.

In ten years, I finally became my original appearance, and most of my cultivation on my body has recovered. Further up, it was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. I didn't force it, after all, if I really recovered to the realm of detachment. The mirror on the ladder said that the world would collapse and be destroyed because of me.

Despite this, I already have the strength of a superior god, and this strength should be invincible in this world. Coupled with the soul realm, there should be no problem in finding a mustard seed space, and if you haven't found it for ten years, it can only prove one thing, there is no here.

In ten years, Tie Gui Li's group of eight people has been called the Eight Immortals. Even the emperor heard about it and issued an order to summon the Eight Immortals into the Purple Gold City to discuss with the national teacher.

The emperor is full of confidence, but the national teacher is sad and angry that he has been inserted by a dog. Although I am a cultivator and have practiced kung fu for two years, but His Majesty the Emperor, do you know that there is a heaven outside the sky? There are people outside of people, you know? If you want to say that it is alchemy, I can become the first person, after all, you have eaten my pill for more than ten years, although you are not far from death, but you are still not dead, right?

For the emperor, the national teacher is admired, after all, where to find such a good mouse to take drugs, and give yourself money to spend. The national teacher naturally hopes that my emperor will live long. But why did you call those eight immortals over if you had nothing to do?

The Eight Immortals had no interest in the Emperor's decree at all. But for a whole ten years, no matter how much movement the eight of them made in the mundane world, his master didn't seem to have any intention of coming out. Could it be that a few of my own people have not practiced enough? But without the wine in the gourd, how can the eight of them cultivate!

As soon as the eight people discussed, they simply came to the Brain Imperial City and made the movement even bigger, maybe there would be news of the master. So these eight guys really came to the imperial city.

Naturally, the national teacher will not talk to them, what are you kidding, there are eight people on the other side, and you are alone, let yourself pick out eight, that is an idiot, can you beat yourself?

So, the national teacher decided to hold an alchemy competition. Anyway, your own elixir can't be eaten, and if you have the ability, you use the same materials as me to refine it. What are the eight immortals, but they are just eight martial artists who have cultivated great kung fu. No matter how powerful it is, it can live in the army of this Purple Gold City at a low level.

This alchemy conference is known to the whole world, and I naturally heard it as soon as I returned to Huaxia. At the moment, I was wearing a tattered monk's robe with a wine gourd hanging from my waist. Shaken three times, a crazy monk. In addition, he followed the local customs, always holding a chicken leg in his hand, or dog meat and other swaggers through the market, which immediately attracted the attention of all monks.

Of course, when these monks planned to come to find this deviant crazy monk, they found that no matter how they chased and intercepted each other, even if they watched each other come over, they still had no way to stop them, even if they touched each other's clothes.

These monks quickly turned from anger to piety. Amitabha, this is the Dragon Venerable from the throne of the Buddha of Western Bliss.

What, you dare to question me, don't you see him in the direction of the Imperial City? Why do you have to do it if you don't descend the dragon?

That drinking wine and eating meat, what then, my Buddha is compassionate, colorless, the so-called wine and meat through the intestines through the Buddha's heart.

Is it disrespectful to the Buddha? Don't forget the beginning, but there is a Buddha saying that nothing is dusty. Faith is not about action, but about heart.

I never thought that the Buddha name of Ji Madness actually came like this, is this funny? Anyway, I'm just too lazy to change my body.

In the imperial city, all the people are looking forward to it, the national teacher actually wants to fight with the eight immortals, such a lively, how can Huaxia Ziming not come to join in the fun, this is an immortal, I have always heard that I have seen it alive now!

In order to highlight the magnanimity of a great country in this big competition, the emperor simply placed nine alchemy furnaces and thirty-six boys and girls on the square outside the Zijin City. Guards were dispatched to the periphery to maintain order.

The national teacher, wearing a robe embroidered with gold threads, sparkling in the sun, does have a bit of transcendent immortal style from a distance, or the brilliance of the divine stick.

Looking at the surrounding people and the hundreds of officials in the court, including the emperor with a look of admiration, the national teacher smiled but was full of contempt, a group of idiots, it is possible for there to be ghosts or demons in this world, but this immortal is impossible. You must know that cultivating immortals requires aura, and what this world lacks most is aura.

Even in the hidden sect, it is rare to have a fifth-grade grandmaster, but it is still not an immortal. Or the child I met ten years ago may be an immortal, but the most likely one is a demon.

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