Chapter Eighty-Six: Start Cultivating Immortals Today

Everyone was stunned as they watched as the axe that appeared out of thin air in Wang Yue's hand......

"Escort, escort!"

The eunuch suddenly woke up and screamed like a heartbreak.

"Shut up!"

The great painter shouted.

Under the blank gaze of the eunuch, he slammed forward the table in front of him like a vicious dog with bones, and took a few steps in front of Wang Yue in the splash of paintings and colored ink, and instinctively grabbed the axe in Wang Yue's hand. However, he grabbed an empty space, and the axe disappeared out of thin air like a phantom, and the hand of the great painter swept over Wang Yue's hand, but the axe reappeared.

"Your Majesty, the treasure is recognized!"

Wang Yue said.

The great painter was stunned for a moment, but then smiled......

"Tong Guan really didn't lie to me, you are really not a mortal!"

He said with pent-up excitement.

"Well, Your Majesty, the minister is a mortal, a real mortal, if there is a person in the Great Song Dynasty who is not a mortal, it can only be Your Majesty, except for Your Majesty, everyone else in this world is mortal."

Wang Yue said.

What a waste of jewelry for a great painter!

How good it is to sell that thing and buy grain, there is nothing more important than grain in the north!

Therefore, he is going to hoard as much food as possible in Yanshan City, in addition to asking for it from the great painter, he also has to spend money to buy it from the south, so the hard currency of jewelry, which is currently speaking, cannot be wasted, and it can be saved, as for the gift to the great painter, it is actually very simple.

What more gifts?

Wang Yue himself is the best gift, just dedicate himself to the great painter......

Not selling butts, of course.

But for a great painter like a man who dreams of becoming an immortal, his appearance is a surprise in itself, what other gifts need to be wasted to please the great painter? Standing in front of the great painter himself, he could already make the latter ecstatic.

Fairy legends have always been legends.

The road of cultivating immortals has always been shrouded in fog, and every emperor who pursues the path of immortals has failed without exception, and the great painter is so smart, he will not be deceived by Guo Jing and others, he does have a bunch of living immortals gathered around him, but he should also know very well that none of these living immortals can come up with real dry goods. He was still looking for the truth that had never appeared in countless legends, but now, Wang Yue appeared, the truth appeared, and the treasure axe in Wang Yue's hand told him clearly......

immortal

It's never an ethereal legend.

The road to cultivating immortals is not an unattainable dream.

Maybe the fairy gate was still far away, but the door was already visible, and it stood at the end of his sight.

He didn't go the wrong way.

The immortal path he pursued was not illusory.

Wasn't that enough to make him ecstatic? What gift could be like this?

"Haha, you can speak, since you are an immortal disciple, you are naturally different from those ordinary people!

Throne! ”

The great painter said with a smile.

The eunuch hurriedly put on a smile again, asked the little eunuch to move a stool for Wang Yue, and personally wiped the non-existent dust for Wang Yue with his sleeve, I have to say that this is also a quick response. Wang Yue sat down directly unceremoniously, the great painter sat alone on a short couch, and Cai Yu also sat down, they have a close relationship with the great painter, and they don't need to care about the rules at all.

It is said that Cai Youna dared to ask him for a woman, and the great painter was not angry, and still trusted him.

Such a person sits in front of him every day, of course.

"How do you call the name of the Venerable Immortal?"

The great painter asked.

"Your Majesty, this minister really doesn't know, and he can't be regarded as a master and apprentice, at least the minister never called him a master, just called him an old man.

Chen is an ordinary mountain people, who have been chopping wood and hunting for a living, and since he was a child, he has seen him alone in the cave, and he thinks that his food and drink are very pitiful, and he always gives him some use, so that after a long time, he will get closer, and sometimes he will spend the night with him. But I don't know why my strength is getting bigger and bigger, and I run faster and faster, even the tigers, leopards, and jackals are also knocked over with a punch in front of me, and I can hold in the water for a long time when I go down the river.

The minister doesn't understand this, originally the minister rarely saw outsiders in the mountains, and he didn't understand how he was different from ordinary people, and he thought that this was the case when he grew up.

In addition, he occasionally taught his ministers some astronomical and geographical things, but the ministers were too dull and could not remember much, and even many words could not be written, and the ministers did not understand anything at that time, just as a pastime, and they had been in a daze for many years.

Until half a year ago, he suddenly said that he was going to leave, and said that it would not be long before there would be a catastrophe in the Great Song Dynasty, and since I could no longer follow him, I would go outside the mountain to seek wealth.

And I asked for my axe.

Then I went back to him the next day and saw that he was already sitting there and out of breath.

I had to bury him.

But I don't know why, as soon as I touched him, he turned into countless fireflies-like starlight, disappeared in front of me, and only left me my ancestral axe, and then I took the axe out of the mountain, and got on the boat by a river in a daze, and then arrived in the capital, and then because he caught fish in the river, he was misunderstood for molesting women, and then he was chased by Liu Qi, and met Taishi halfway.

All that's left is to follow the Taishi to the north.

During the Northern Expedition, the minister also knew that he was different from ordinary people after experiencing the battlefield. ”

Wang Yue said.

"This is the fairy fate, but you can't ask for it!"

The great painter let out a long sigh after hearing this.

This is very clear, Wang Yue is a mountain man who has taken shit luck and met a living immortal, but because he was too stupid, he didn't know it, so he missed the opportunity to become an immortal, and in the end he just became an axe monster.

It's a pity that he tried his best to do the world, but in the end he didn't achieve it, and someone who chopped wood and hunted casually met him.

Where is this reasonable?

Well, he didn't know that this was just a modern guy who was nurtured by Xiuxian novels, and he just made up a story that he had just made, and the compilation was inferior, at most the level of those copycat martial arts novels in the 80s and 90s.

"The old fairy said that there was a catastrophe in the Great Song Dynasty?"

A middle-aged civil official next to him said with a solemn face.

He's a guy who knows the point.

"He did say so, but it means that it is just a catastrophe, and it will still pass, but it will take a few years of fighting, and it may even be very critical, but it will still survive in the end, and this country will not be overturned."

Wang Yue said.

The civil servant immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, this is also Your Majesty's Heavenly Protector Divine Blessing, so that the gods can use General Wang to warn."

He turned to the great painter and said.

"It's just a catastrophe, my Great Song Dynasty has been a country for nearly two hundred years, and the catastrophe that can be overcome is nothing, and now the Liao State is obedient, the Western Xia is afraid of submission, Dali is a minister, and there are Jurchens among the four Yi, even if the Jurchens betray the alliance, there is no need to worry about such a fierce general as Zifen."

Cai You said.

The great painter nodded.

Obviously, he didn't care too much about this problem, in fact, at this time, he was already full of cultivating immortals, and he didn't care about anything else, he was like a scientist who had been studying in scientific research for decades without success, but suddenly found a breakthrough, and completely fell into a state of ignoring everything.

But then he didn't speak, and Cai You immediately understood his mind.

"Your Majesty, the minister still has some things, please retire!"

He said.

The great painter nodded.

The others still didn't understand, so they hurriedly retired one by one for various reasons, and soon Wang Yue and the old eunuch were left here, but the latter also retreated to the side with interest and did not come to the front, in fact, Wang Yue and the great painter were face to face.

"How did the old immortal practice?"

The great painter immediately asked impatiently.

(Thanks to the book friend Ning Youyu, Nameless and Heavenless, Gilt Boring, Jin An Mingyue, Hong Junxing, QWQ Autumn Fish and others for their rewards)