"Are you saying that there is no way to heal her in this world, but there is one in the fairy world?" Hu Bugui keenly grasped the key in the immortal words in the book.

"Xiao Xian didn't dare to say anything, but if the Immortal Venerable cultivated immortals to the Yuan Infant Stage, he could wash the marrow and cut the scriptures for others, and this girl's illness could be delayed until that time, maybe she could be saved. In the book, the fairy gave a very cautious answer.

"You won't be fooling me, will you?" Although the immortal in the book said something wrong, Hu Bugui was still half-convinced, although the immortal art was an unexplainable supernatural phenomenon in the high-end atmosphere, let him believe that just by one side, the immortal in the book could conclude that Chen Xiaoshen had a terminal illness, how to listen to it and how unreliable.

But it is better to believe that there is something than not to believe it, the words of the fairy in the book made him vaguely remember the circle of friends that Chen Xiaoshen had deleted in WeChat, and the background of the photo looked like a hospital.

The next day, Hu Bugui went to this hospital, he knew Chen Xiaoshen's ID number, coupled with his explosive acting skills from a professional class, he successfully interpreted a heartbroken boyfriend who was in the dark, won the trust of the attending doctor, and agreed to sign and copy the medical records for him.

A thick stack of printed medical record paper with a hot hand temperature, Hu Bugui flipped through the pages one by one, the diagnosis of the disease was polycystic ovary syndrome at the beginning, and after the operation, the pathology was sent for examination and found tumor cells, and on the last page was the patient's consent to voluntarily give up chemotherapy and be discharged, with his familiar handwriting of Chen Xiaoshen, the words were very sloppy and weak.

Looking at the date, it happened to be the time when his grandmother was paralyzed in bed after a cerebral hemorrhage, and he served the doppelganger every day.

No wonder this girl was uncharacteristically not in touch with him at that time, and the man's self-esteem made him think that he was deliberately estranged.

Now the thin card in his hand told him that in the past six months since he disappeared, Chen Xiaoshen has been suffering from pressure and illness alone, and has not complained to him, and even now he plans to hide it to the end.

When he was five years old, he quietly saved his eggs in the welfare home, and at the age of ten, he was fished back in the pile of poor students to prevent him from fighting, and at the age of seventeen, he made up for his scumbag every day in the year of the college entrance examination, which led to his final failure and could only pass the art examination to enter the Chinese opera, and at the age of twenty-one, he rejected all the pursuit of the rich and handsome in college, and after suffering from a serious illness at the age of twenty-three, he did not forget to help him and handed over the savings card.

Now it was his turn to do something for her.

Hu Bugui rented a small farm yard by the mountains and rivers in the FS district of Jingbei to live, this place was chosen by the immortals in the book, and the nearby Shihua Cave contained a trace of weak heaven and earth aura, which was beneficial to cultivation, and there was water like a mirror to facilitate him to shuttle back and forth between the two worlds of immortals and mortals.

He took the thousand-year-old Xuan Shen every day, cultivated non-stop, and only occasionally took the express, and when the Xuan Shen was exhausted, ten days had passed unconsciously, and it happened to be the day when the Tongtian Immortal Sect issued talismans.

When the paper crane was used as a medium again and appeared in front of the mirror stone at the entrance of Fangyuan Village, Hu Bugui felt a trace of unreal apprehension.

He didn't have time to find someone to ask for directions, so he was dragged up by the fat man Xi Chengjue who was waiting next to the mirror stone, and the other party still said in his mouth: "Let me wait, go quickly, go quickly, the Mo family giant doesn't like people to be late." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Hu Bugui.

"Build a portable cave mansion. Xi Chengjue pulled him to sprint all the way at a speed that did not match his chubby figure, and took the time to answer.

It turned out that as a private club for the three generations of high-quality immortals, the benefits of the Tongtian Immortal Sect were generous in the sky and in the ground, comparable to the aristocratic schools in the mortal world.

There are many records in the Portable Cave Mansion in the Strange Legends, for example, in "Liao Zhai", the fox fairy lives in a delicate mansion, and the Tianming has become a broken wall, all because mortals do not know the magical powers of the immortals, and they are transformed by false rumors, and they do not know that it is a magic weapon of the Cave Mansion.

The place where the Xian Mansion was built was in the corner of Fangyuan Village, and the supervisor was an old man in short clothes and straw shoes, with a thin face, sitting on a simple bamboo mat and thinking about something, and there were the disciples' orders on the bluestone case in front of him.

Hu Bugui and the two came the latest, and hurriedly took the talisman on the table, because it was a little late, the old man was slightly displeased, and advised: "Every grass and tree is hard-won, and it should not be wasted." ”

With that, he stared down at a buffalo lying beside him, and fell into deep thought.

Xi Chengjue quietly bit his ear and gossiped with Hu Bugui: "This is Mo Zhai, the giant of the Mo family, who is famous for his temper and is not easy to get along with." ”

"You see that the big buffalo is his proud work, and it looks like it is alive, and he still thinks that it is not perfect enough, and that someone has proposed a change that he will adopt, and he will be rewarded heavily. ”

The big buffalo looked lifelike from any angle, and if it weren't for the motionless and reminded by Xi Chengjue, it really couldn't be seen as just a statue.

Hearing someone whispering, Mo Zhai looked over with his eyes like a torch, and Xi Chengjue immediately silenced him, pretending to be casual and choosing the one he liked among a group of mountains, rocks, flowers and trees.

The building fairy materials are small and exquisite, the ginkgo trees with twisted and luxuriant branches, the marble with strange shapes, and the green night pearls, each of which is delicate and realistic, is reduced dozens of times.

Hu Bugui also sat down, saying that this portable immortal mansion was built, isn't it a fairy world version of a DIY hut.

With his superficial cultivation, he could see that every building material here was full of spiritual energy, and if he lived in such a house, his cultivation would definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

He picked for a while, reached out to take one of the aura-filled marbles, and then realized that something was wrong, the marble was only the size of a cigarette box, and he lifted it a few times, but the stone seemed to grow in place, and it didn't move at all.

Hu Bugui looked at the left and right and no one noticed his embarrassment, and was busy asking Shuxian in his mind: "Old scholar, why can't I hold this stone?"

"This marble looks small, because it has been miniaturized with the immortal method, each piece weighs thousands of catties, and the immortal venerable is now only a cultivation in the early stage of body refining, and his arm strength is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary mortals, so naturally he can't afford it. In the book, the fairy quickly gave the answer.

How do you complete the Master Talisman?

Dare to feel that every mountain stone and civil engineering here is not realistic, it was originally put here that it was really shrunk, and the actual weight is the same as the original, how can he move it as a mortal?

Hu Bugui smiled bitterly, watching Xi Chengjue effortlessly pick up clusters of flowers and trees, pieces of strange stones, gray bricks and green tiles, and build an elegant and chic building similar to a Suzhou garden.

As time passed, he tried to move all the materials, and found that he had little immortal power that was almost non-existent, and he couldn't move any architectural immortal materials at all.

The students of the Tongtian Immortal Sect around him completed the immortal residence one by one, and happily looked for Mo Zhai to go to the acceptance, and the sand table in front of Hu Bugui was still empty, and occasionally someone curiously threw a glance at him, and then turned his eyes away from his own business.

Xi Chengjue devoted himself to the construction of the ideal residence, and it was not until the sunset that he looked up, looked at the sand table in front of Hu Bugui and was startled, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Hu Xian, are you settled? This is not a joke, everything that receives the talisman must be completed, and the Immortal Mansion is the blessing of the master of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, why don't you?"

At this time, Mo Zhai said in a deep voice: "Don't make noise. ”

Xi Chengjue had no choice but to send his immortal mansion up to ask him to take a look, and before leaving, he glanced at Hu Bugui with some concern.

Hu Bugui watched the last teammate leave, looked down at the sand table in front of him, the taste in his heart was complicated, did he just give up?

If it was in the past, it would be enough, anyway, he has more than 100,000 in his hand for the time being, and with his casual personality, he can always find a job to tide over the difficulties, but now he must not lose this identity as a student of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, once he is expelled, he can only watch his loved ones leave again.

He couldn't give up.

Hu Bugui asked the immortals in the book, "In this room, are there any immortal materials that can be held by the current strength?"

"There is a ......," the fairy hesitated in the book.

"Didn't you say it earlier?" Hu Bugui's heart was on fire, and he asked in a low voice.

"Immortal Venerable is angry, it's just that this immortal material can't be used by you at will, but Mo Juzi's personal belongings, and it is the rest of his case. ”

After listening, Hu Bugui stared at Mo Zhai thoughtfully, and a bold idea sprouted in his heart.