Zhuang Mayfly is also a monk, if an ordinary monk advances, it is indeed a thing worth rejoicing, but the frequency of immortal advancement is too high, and Zhuang Mayfly always feels that something is wrong. Is there really a good thing in this world that there is no danger and no danger, and that you can advance in an ordinary way? So why have you never heard of it before?

Everything in this world always has to pay a corresponding price, so what is the price to pay for immortality? This child is already so mature and stable at a young age, to a certain extent, Zhuang Mayfly even hopes that Changsheng can be naïve, can be coquettish to himself, can not work so hard, just like a real young man in his twenties, can be enthusiastic, can be juvenile, can make mistakes, and can even be arrogant. But all these things that may be available at this age, there is no immortality.

Some people may think that such a disciple is very worry-free, but for Zhuang Mayfly, he only feels distressed. What the hell is this kid working so hard for? Somehow, Zhuang Mayfly even felt that if this kid was unwilling, then these thunder tribulations could also be postponed.

But Changsheng didn't, she didn't know what kept pushing her behind her back, making her keep moving forward.

"Yong'an, you can rest. You can rely on us a little, we are all here, we have teamed up to capture that Godlander, and now this world is safe. ”

“…… I know. Everyone has always been so reliable. However, I also have my own things to do, and there are some things that no one can replace. ”

Looking at his master gently, Changsheng is indeed a very gentle person, but he also has his own persistence. Maybe everyone is like this, and they have their own persistence.

Zhuang Mayfly stared at his disciple for a long time, and finally could only nod and leave here with his senior brothers and sisters. Time is pressing, and they must first rescue the cities and people who have been ravaged by the people of the Divine Domain. Even though Changsheng said that he didn't need it, Zhuang Mayfly still left enough Dharma Protector monks nearby before leaving.

And Changsheng looked up at the clouds that gathered together, and only felt tired for a while, but he quickly cheered up.

"Come on, I want to know the whole truth."

"Boom—"

The Penglai Pavilion disciple listened to the thunder coming from behind him, and only felt a burst of worry.

"Will Senior Sister Yong'an be okay? I always thought she was a little weird. ”

"It should be fine. Didn't Senior Sister Yong'an go smoothly every time she crossed the tribulation? But how do I remember that Uncle Chongming said that Senior Sister Yong'an has been weak since she was a child, but now that I look at it, I can't see it at all. ”

"Maybe it's cured. After all, as a monk, the higher the cultivation, the less toxins in the body, and if you are weak or something, you can also wash the marrow and cut the tendons, and it can always be cured. ”

"That's right."

But Zhuang Mayfly was even more worried, speaking of which, it seems that the immortal dantian has never had a problem? It would be nice if it really was like that. But since ancient times, whenever there is a problem with the monk's dantian, none of them have cultivated to the point of ascending to the tribulation. After all, dantian is too important for a monk.

While pondering, Zhuang Mayfly heard the cries for help from those mortals below. Just now, some brothers and sisters have gone to help, but there are too many people affected by the disaster this time, so they can't keep busy. So Zhuang Mayfly no longer hesitated, and went down to save people first.

And half an hour later, Changsheng had already rushed over with those senior brothers and sisters, helping to save those suffering mortals by the way. Penglai Pavilion is one of the few sects in the immortal cultivation realm that has no contempt for mortals, and at this time, everyone worked together and rescued many people. It's just that those who have died in the previous riots have no way to save them.

Changsheng stood in the ruins at this time, his brows furrowed. These ruins are not much for the monks, but for these mortals they are troublesome. After all, they don't know how to do magic, and they can only use their own hands to govern little by little.

After thinking about it, Changsheng sighed slightly, and then his right hand moved slightly, and the mortals who were trying to control their sobs looked at the ruins that were rolled up in shock, not knowing what to say. In fact, from the beginning of the disaster to the present, they have always felt like they are in a dream. Because what had happened was so beyond their knowledge that they couldn't believe it.

"This, are these all immortals?"

"Definitely. Otherwise, who would be so kind as to help us clean up the rubble? ”

"It turns out that the immortals would also take such a small matter in their eyes? I thought they only focused on the big things in the world......"

"Absolutely! Isn't that what these immortals are? ”

In the exclamation of everyone, Changsheng shook his wrist, and those ruins suddenly turned into puffs of smoke, which were used as a foundation to cushion the ground, and then all the mortals around finally saw the so-called divine skill. Countless bricks and stones rise from the ground and gather in the air to form buildings, not to mention carved beams and paintings, at least there are portals and windows, tables, chairs and benches, as long as you simply clean up, you can move in.

And those people who watched the immortal action opened their mouths almost uncontrollably, although they had expected it in their hearts, but what they saw in front of them was still unexpected.

Is this the Immortal?

It's really desirable.

"Mother, I also want to be an immortal......"

Xiao An stared at Changsheng tightly, his eyes full of yearning. He really likes this immortal, not only saved him just now, but now he is also helping them build a house, which really makes him like it.

Ah Hong glanced at the monk who was standing in mid-air like an immortal, and only felt a stirring in his heart. She was really grateful to this immortal for saving not only herself, but also her own child.

"Mother knows. So you have to work hard. It is said that cultivating immortals is difficult, can you withstand that kind of loneliness and difficulty? ”

"I, I ......"

Xiao An was still too young for him to say anything for sure, but he could tell the ardent anticipation of his mother when she said this. He finally nodded firmly.

"I can! I want to be like this immortal, and when I learn the skills in the future, I will also help others. It's like she helped us. ”

"Then you're going to have to work hard."

Ah Hong looked at her son gently, and then smiled encouragingly.

Xiao An nodded heavily.

At this time, Changsheng had already built the house, and after landing on the ground, Chongming couldn't help but sigh.

"It's better to always be at ease, although I don't have any ill feelings towards these mortals, but it's impossible to think about such a small problem as a house."

Changsheng was still very familiar with Chongming, and she smiled and spoke.

"It's just that I've lived as a mortal for a while, and I know their needs very well."

(End of chapter)