But even if he got Liu Xian's affirmative answer, everyone still couldn't believe that such a fairy fate would fall on their heads.

They looked at each other, at a loss.

The way to immortality!

The wonder of cultivating immortals!

It's something they can't hope for.

"Plop."

"If the son does not dislike it, we are willing to be a cow and a horse for the son in this life and this life to repay the son's great kindness."

Ah San reacted the fastest, knelt on the ground with a thud, and bowed his head excitedly.

His movements, like dominoes, led the others to kneel down one after another.

The crowd prostrated one after another, and their voices trembled.

"Gong, the child's immortal grace is immeasurable, how ashamed we are."

"My mother, my son is really a living immortal."

"Childe, you can really teach us, us, this miracle."

A word from you, a word from me, is like a dream.

They still can't believe that they have such a fairy fate.

Liu Xian said: "When you go to Guanwai, how much you can learn on the way depends on your ability." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then felt that it should have been like this.

The wonder of cultivating immortals, how profound.

If everyone could practice, there would be no monks in this world.

It's about a month's journey to go to Guanwai, and it is already a great opportunity to get guidance from an immortal like Gongzi for a month, how can you ask for more.

Everyone was both sorry and happy.

At the same time, they silently prayed that something would happen on the road and that they could delay it for a few more days.

After all, with their status, the chances of getting the guidance of a powerful monk are almost zero.

"Childe, is there anything wrong with this?"

"The method of cultivation is the wonder of each family, if the elders in your family know about it, will it .......?"

Unlike the joy of others, Shopkeeper Zhang frowned slightly and asked carefully.

This is the habit of businessmen.

Every time you do something, you need to weigh the pros and cons, take one step and think five steps, so that you can make as much profit as possible, instead of losing your wife.

Even if he wasn't a cultivator, he knew how much each sect attached importance to the lineage in the sect. If it is leaked, it will kill people at least and kill people at worst, and at worst, it will never be able to live forever. And this is also the heavenly rule written on the code of the Great Summer Dynasty, stealing the inheritance of others, and the world will punish it!

Liu Xian instantly understood the shopkeeper's worries, and said with a hearty smile: "You don't have to worry about this, I am a loose cultivator in the world." ”

"Even if this exercise is taught to you, no one will pursue it."

Speaking of this, Liu Xian paused, and said: "I will go outside the customs here, and the time is limited." How much you can learn is also a question, so you don't have to think too much about it. ”

Shopkeeper Zhang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

I thought too much about it.

Also, it's only been more than a month outside the gate, and even if Childe is willing to teach, it's a question of how much I can learn.

"Childe is generous, please accept my worship."

The shopkeeper Zhang had no extra thoughts, and sincerely worshipped respectfully.

Others were even happier.

They secretly reminded themselves that they must study hard, and it doesn't matter how much they can memorize, whether they can learn or not, the key is to write down the cultivation method. If you don't seek the method of refining the gods, even if you can just get the art of practicing qi, you can also use it as a family heirloom.

Because of Liu Xian's generosity, the caravan decided to stay at the Shenhu Temple for two days.

It's not that I deliberately delay time, but it's the best place to explain the wonders of practice. Otherwise, when you get to the road, the mountain road is rugged and dangerous, where will you have time to listen to the class.

In the past two days, I have learned as much as I can and how much I can memorize, and the follow-up is rote memorization and hard work.

Liu Xian didn't care about this.

Although he is very interested in Kanwai, he is not in a hurry.

However, Liu Xian is not in a hurry, some people, or some creatures, are in a hurry.

Very urgent.

Dozens of miles away.

In the dense ancient jungle, a white wolf six or seven meters in size looked in the direction of the Divine Tiger Temple, and his eyes full of spirit were full of worry and fear.

The White Wolf, known to the locals as the White Devil.

This is a demon wolf that has been a spirit for more than 200 years, with the ability to manipulate the fog and create illusions, and usually follows the old ghost of Yinshan to plague the natives and merchants who are hundreds of miles away, killing countless people.

In the past, they were very discerning and never provoked strong people who were not easy to mess with.

But this time, the old ghost of Yinshan kicked the iron plate.

The white wolf still thinks of the scene he saw yesterday, and he can't help but tremble all over, and even his soul is terrified.

Terrible!

He couldn't think of any other description than terrible.

His cultivation is not high, only two realms.

I don't know what I saw yesterday, but he knows that the one who can kill the old ghost of Yinshan with one move must be the strong, the top strong.

At the very least, it is also a fifth realm celestial phenomenon.

The old ghost of Yinshan died, and the white wolf was very distressed.

But not for the old ghost of Yinshan, but for himself.

He was able to wander in this mountain forest for hundreds of years without incident, all because of the blessing of the old ghost of Yinshan. Now that the old ghost of Yinshan is dead, the white wolf can imagine what will happen to him if he is not protected by a strong man. Southern Xinjiang was a wild and remote place in the eyes of the nobles of the Great Summer Dynasty, but for the local spirits, compared to the terrifying Yun Mengze, it was already a place like heaven.

The old ghost of Yinshan died, and this territory lost its owner.

Once the surrounding gods and monsters get the news, they will definitely take action.

And this is not the problem that the white wolf is most worried about.

He was worried about Lady Bones!

Lady White Bone, a disciple of the Holy Mother of Yinshan, a top powerhouse in the half-step longevity realm, is a well-known powerhouse in the vast southern Xinjiang.

Lady White Bone is the godsister of the old ghost of Yinshan.

It was also Mrs. Bai Gu who led the old ghost of Yinshan to enter the door of Our Lady of Yinshan and embarked on the path of cultivation.

And now the old ghost of Yinshan is dead, but the white wolf is still alive.

Will he become a scapegoat, or even a punching bag for Lady Bones?

The white wolf is not clear.

But he knew it wasn't over.

If he can't give Mrs. Bones an explanation, he's dead.

How terrifying the powerhouse of the half-step habitat is, the white wolf knows it very well. He can't run away, even if he runs a million miles away, Lady Bones has a thousand ways to make him worse than dead.

"Hey."

Thinking of the future, the white wolf sighed.

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

I have clearly observed for many days, and there are no strong people in the caravan. Why did the old ghost of Yinshan die, and he died so suddenly.

The only guess that the white wolf has now is that the problem may be in the Divine Tiger Temple.

He passed by this temple more than once.

There is no way to give birth to a god.

But yesterday, the tiger enshrined in the Tiger Temple became a god!

This is really bizarre.

How can a ruined temple that has long been worshipped by no one to contain gods?

The white wolf thought secretly, looked at the west with a worried expression, and said secretly in his heart.

It's been a night, and the news should have been delivered to Lady Bones, right?

Thousands of miles away.

In the mountains, there was a dead silence.

Endless bones covered the earth, like a vast sea of bones. There are human bones, there are monster bones, there are complete skeletons, there are scattered broken bones, and there are countless of them. The miserable white bones that can be seen everywhere seem to tell the pain of the world, and it seems to tell the evil of this place.

It makes people feel as if they have come to Infernal Purgatory, which is extremely terrifying.

This is the famous White Bone Ridge.

Lady Bones' Dojo.

There are no people in a radius of hundreds of miles, there is no life, and there are only endless bones!

Some are just endless whiteness.

However, in the depths of this endless skeleton, an elegant oriental garden stands among the mountains. Stretching for miles, there are hundreds of palaces.

It is out of step with its surroundings.

Red walls and blue tiles.

Zhumen copper tripod.

The courtyard is lush with greenery, and the white bones outside the courtyard are like the sea.

No one who sees such a scene can associate it with harmony, harmony, and harmony.

This is the dojo of the White Bone Lady - the Garden of the Dead.

In the courtyard, it is even more lively.

The beauties are in groups of threes and twos, talking and laughing.

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands.

or enchanting, or dignified, or elegant, or heroic, or charming, or coquettish.

It's like coming to Elysium, and collecting all the beauties in the world.

They are all concubines of Lady White Bone.

There are ordinary people, resurrected undead, and goblins who have successfully transformed.

Suddenly, a handsome three-legged crow pierced the sky and rushed towards the majestic palace in the middle of the manor like black lightning.

Its name: Afterlife.