Zhuxian World.

There are no gods in this world, but since ancient times, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them, lightning and thunder, violent storms, natural and man-made disasters, countless casualties, and sorrow, which are absolutely beyond the power of human beings.

Then he thought that there were all kinds of gods above the nine heavens, and under the nine shadows was also the place where the ghosts returned, the hall of Yama.

So the saying of the gods has been passed down to the world.

Countless human beings sincerely bowed to the various gods they imagined and created, prayed for blessings and grievances, and the incense was prosperous.

Since ancient times, every mortal has died.

But everyone in the world hates death and loves life, and there is even a saying of the underworld, which adds a bit of bitterness.

Under this, there is the theory of immortality.

For 10,000 years, although there has never been a real immortal, it has also made the cultivation of truth in the world prevail.

For Lin Jingyu, Cang Song is also a master and a father, teaching him the principles of cultivation and life, so he naturally can't bear to see the other party continue to fall.

"My strength is still not enough, at least I have to step into the seventh-order Heavenly and Human Realm to not be afraid of the attack of the nuclear explosion!"

Wan Jian waved his hand, turned around and went back to sweep the floor.

"The universe I live in has hundreds of purple rays of light at most, and maybe even less."

Hangzhou County.

This place has a developed economy, a prosperous culture, beautiful scenery and outstanding people, and is known as a paradise on earth.

Lin Jingyu bowed his hand and said modestly.

A Chinese Ghost Story World.

He sat cross-legged under the tree, facing the smoke of Yangui Lake.

From his face, he can vaguely see his sword-eyed, handsome, and extraordinary demeanor.

Sitting under the willow tree, Chen Fan faced the open and endless lake, and was comforted by the gentle breeze, although it was a hot summer.

said that Ning Caichen was sitting in the study and reading "University", one of the four books.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup.

When Lin Jingyu heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he hurriedly replied.

"Uncle Wan, disciple Lin Jingyu is here!"

When Lin Jingyu heard this, he pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Although the head of Dao Xuan secretly saved you, the master didn't know about it, he admired you very much, so he hated the head of Dao Xuan!"

Looking at this gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist, Lin Jingyu knelt down with a plop.

"What the master said is very true, the disciple obeys the order, and then he will go back to the mountain to report to the master."

"Well, go ahead."

Qingyunmen is divided into seven veins, with Tongtian Peak as the main vein station, and the remaining six veins are surrounded by the main peak to protect the main peak in the middle, connecting into a mysterious formation to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies.

Between heaven and earth, the aura of each place is not static, and the aura is like water, where it is low, it flows to wherever it is.

He looked around and saw that it was a secluded willow forest, and although it was hot in summer, it was cool and breezy.

In this way, each immortal cultivation method can be exchanged for ten wisps of purple light, which adds up to millions, which can be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of drops of Hundred Flowers Nectar Dew.

There were people in the group alone who set a precedent by borrowing money from the group leader Changsheng Zhenren, and then slowly repaying the loan later.

"No, I can be like that little drill wind, I'll borrow first, and then pay it back later!"

This Lin Jingyu is just a teenager with a bunch of hair, and it is really surprising that he knows so many secret things.

….

It's just that in Ning Caichen's generation, the family is in the middle, the people are withering, and the family is not prosperous, and he is the only seedling.

Nowadays, the righteous path is prosperous, the evil demons retreat, the Central Plains is beautiful, the popularity is prosperous, the products are abundant, and it is firmly occupied by the decent families.

"Three years ago, Pu Zhi of Tianyin Temple came to the main gate, wanting to unite Buddhism and Taoism and pursue the secret of immortality, but was rejected by the master. When Master Zun learned that Pu Zhi was pregnant with the Blood Devouring Bead, the most murderous thing left by the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago, he wanted to snatch it to improve his strength, and then find the head of Dao Xuan to avenge his uncle."

His family knows his own affairs, and if he doesn't join the chat group, he wants to step in

Qingjing has to be hard work for decades.

Xu Hanwen found that he often read the article ten or twenty times, but still couldn't memorize it.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan no longer hesitated, stuffed all the 125,630 immortal cultivation methods he knew into a red envelope, and sent them to the immortal real person.

After carefully understanding the realm contrast between the two worlds, and thinking back about the thermal weapons of this world, the sense of crisis in Chen Fan's heart couldn't help but arise spontaneously.

Chen Fan has been in the cultivation world for five hundred years, and the various secret methods and divine skills he has collected are simply vast, and their number is counted in hundreds of thousands.

Lin Jingyu straightened up and bowed to the end again.

"You're a disciple of Cangsong? Hurry up!"

"Don't talk about this, you just said that Cang Song almost fell into the Demon Path, what the hell is going on?"

In some places, the aura is shallow, like a stream or river, which is not conducive to cultivation.

"Hey, I can't read this book anymore."

Even in the dead of night, he would still think about how beautiful the thousand-year-old white snake was in the imprint of fate.

【Ding! 'Chen Beixuan, to the group leader's Changsheng real person, sent an exclusive red envelope! 】

"The disciple implores the master to show up to get rid of the demons in the heart of the master and bring him back to the right path!"

After Lin Jingyu said a word, he laughed.

After having lunch at Aunt Tang's house, Chen Fan left the Longjing Garden villas and walked slowly along the lakeside.

"No, listening to what the Immortal True Man said, the so-called Hongmeng Purple Qi is divided into a total of 129,600 fragments, scattered among the heavens and ten thousand worlds."

"Uncle Shi knows that the master complained about the master's fake death, and he almost fell into the devil's path, and asked the master to show up and recognize the teacher!"

"But. You're a junior. Knowing so many secret things, it seems that you little devil is not simple."

"As for the appearance you talked about. It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate! I have promised the head of Dao Xuan that I will never see any old people again."

Lin Jingyu came out of Longshou Peak and secretly came to the ancestral ancestral hall on the mountain behind Tongtian Peak.

Thinking of this, where could Xu Hanwen still sit still, he immediately opened the chat group, Aite Changsheng Zhenren, and asked cautiously.

"If you want to find a more dense place, you can only enter the depths of Cloud Mountain."

is somewhat similar to Xu Hanwen's situation, Ning Caichen has no intention of doing his homework, and his mind has long been unknown.

Not to mention, there are lending services in the private sector, and there are not too many of them.

After Lin Jingyu saluted respectfully again, he turned around and left the ancestral hall.

"Uncle Hui, he is a disciple."

….

There are many poems and articles sung by literati and writers in Hangzhou, and the list goes on.

The Li family.

The world of urban immortal cultivation.

"Although the aura here is very thin, it can be regarded as the place with the densest aura within a radius of a hundred miles!"

After a while, Xu Hanwen threw away the book and stared at the roof in a daze.

If that's the case, then let alone the Seventh-Order Heavenly and Human Realm, even if he wants to become an immortal, it will definitely not be a problem.

Xu Hanwen: "@长生真人, student Hanwen, may I ask the real person, can the student borrow money from the real person first, and then slowly repay it later?"

Among them, the three major sects of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Incense Valley are the leaders of the righteous path in the world.

The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

Chen Fan walked a few kilometers along the shore of Yangui Lake, and after finding an older willow tree, he stopped.

The so-called 'poetry and books have been passed down for a long time, and the cultivation and reading have been passed down for a long time, which is what we are talking about.

At this time, a thought suddenly appeared in Xu Hanwen's mind, which grew like a weed.

"Well, I won't inquire about your secrets, as long as you don't betray my Qingyunmen, that's enough!"

The world of the Legend of the New White Lady.

"The spiritual paths of the two worlds have different realms, but they are both different

The road is the same, and in the end, it all points directly to the immortal path."

Here, he saw a middle-aged Taoist dressed in gray clothes, holding a broom and slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard, and he was depressed.

He began to think about the matter of cultivation, in this universe, immortal cultivators are divided into eight realms: Qi Refining, Ingenital, Jindan, Yuanying, Transforming God, Returning to Void, Merging Dao, and Crossing Tribulation.

Not many people know about the past back then, except for the first seat of the Seven Pillars of Qingyun, no one knows anymore.

I saw the white clouds surrounding the mountainside, the mountains and forests are dense, the waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, the scenery is dangerous and strange, and the world is famous.

Wan Jian glanced at Lin Jingyu up and down, and saw that his breath was calm, and he had already stepped into the realm of Shangqing, and he couldn't help but look sideways.

However, it is said that Qingyunmen has been passed down from the present dynasty for more than 2,000 years.

He opened the chat group and saw Xu Hanwen's words, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

I always unconsciously desert in my mind, imagining beautiful things such as immortal powers.

Therefore, although Chuzhou is located in the north of Jiangnan Province, it has a bit of southern charm.

Since the founder of the sect Qingyunzi discovered the nameless ancient scroll in Qingyun Mountain, he stepped into the cultivation world and founded the Qingyun Gate Taoist system.

Yangui Lake is the largest lake in Chuzhou, and it is close to the urban area, and many residential areas, commercial streets and hotels are built around Yangui Lake.

When Wan Jian heard this, his brows furrowed for a while and then he let go, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Lin Jingyu.

Throwing down what he was holding, Ning Caichen couldn't help but feel upset, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Jinhua County, Ningfu.

Even the news that he was still alive was only known to Dao Xuan.

Then he continued to sweep the floor, silent.

Wan Jian didn't delve into it when he saw this, after all, who didn't have a little secret.

Chen Beixuan: "@长生真人, I have collected some immortal cultivation methods, with a total of more than 120,000 volumes, please accept them in real people."

In that case, even if she is dead, she will have the face to go to the Nine Springs to see the ancestors and ancestors.

….

"Cangsong. He was so paranoid? It's in keeping with his character."

"Back then, the head of the previous generation of Tianchengzi caused evil qi to enter his body due to the use of the Zhuxian Sword, and the master had no choice but to kill him, and he was punished to death by the door rules because of this!"

But looking at the painful expression on his face, it is conceivable that reading is not a beautiful thing.

"So, do the hundreds of thousands of Immortal Family Cultivation Methods in my hand contain the purple light that real people need?"

"It's really good that Cangsong has a disciple with such excellent qualifications as you."

I don't know if I don't have the talent to read, or I am attracted by the excitement in the chat group.

After getting out of the car, he found a remote place, took these honeydews, and stepped into the realm of the fourth-order golden pill.

Therefore, in some places, the aura gathers, like the abyss under the sea, which is the blessed land of the cave and the spiritual land.

"Disciple Longshou Feng Lin Jingyu, meet Master Wan!"

"Hehe, the disciple has another adventure."

With such strength, not to mention small firearms, even the legendary Gatling, he can be fearless.

After thinking about it, he had an idea and said to Lin Jingyu.

In the backyard study, Xu Hanwen held a copy of "Analects" and read hard.

The gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist who was sweeping the floor paused imperceptibly when he heard the sound.

Now, the only hope of the old lady of Ningfu is that this single seedling can be admitted to the examination and shine on the lintel; remarried and had children, and spread the branches for the Ning family.

"Hey."

Now, on this earth, he finally has some self-preservation.

In the chat group, under the fairyland, it is divided into nine great realms: first-order congenital, second-order grandmaster, third-order grand master, fourth-order golden pill, fifth-order primordial god, sixth-order law phase, seventh-order celestial, eighth-order sage, and ninth-order land immortal.

Previously, when he was on the long-distance bus, Chen Fan had tried to exchange the three immortal cultivation techniques for three drops of Hundred Flowers Nectar from the group leader Changsheng Zhenren.

Wan Jianyi waved his hand and asked about business

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Lin Jingyu stood up and said happily.

Therefore, he thought about it and decided to take a risk and come directly to the ancestral hall to find Wan Jianyi.

"In this way, you will take your master to the ancestral hall, and I will meet him and unravel him."

"The disciple is afraid, and he should not be praised by the teacher."

"In this way, I have to collect those scattered purple lights everywhere, and strive to cultivate to become an immortal as soon as possible!"

"If that's the case, how can I have the face to face my mother, and what face will I have to see the ancestors of the Ning family in the future?"

"Could it be that I, Ning Caichen, am destined not to be a showman, so I can only be a bookkeeper for others?"

"No, if someone gets mad and uses a nuclear bomb against me, won't I be doomed?"

"It is precisely because of their competition in Caomiao Village at the foot of the mountain that Pu Zhi was fascinated by the blood devouring beads, and slaughtered 241 Miao Village, leaving only three disciples, junior brother Zhang Xiaofan and Second Uncle Wang."

But on the whole, the aura environment of the whole earth is extremely barren and unsightly.

After several ebb and flow, ups and downs, today's Qingyunmen has hidden signs of the head of the righteous path.

Qingyun Mountain stretches for nearly a thousand miles, towering and towering, the peaks and peaks are undulating, the highest has seven peaks, towering into the clouds.

Judging that his bone age is only a dozen years old, it is really incredible that he can have such a cultivation.

However, Cangsong's matter must be resolved as soon as possible, lest he make another big mistake.

At this moment, Wan Jian couldn't hide his identity again, stopped sweeping the floor, and sighed.

The Ning family is a local clan, and there have been many clansmen in the past dynasties who have been admitted to the Jinshi and served as local officials.

Seeing that Wan Jian was indifferent, Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth and revealed a shocking secret.

As he walked, he sensed the changes in the aura between heaven and earth, and couldn't help frowning.

As for missiles and the like, as long as they are not hit, there is no danger to their lives.

He couldn't afford to be so highly praised.

"That's right, I can learn from that guy Xu Hanwen and borrow money from the group leader!"

Thinking of this, Ning Caichen swept away his frustration and became radiant.

Ning Caichen: "@长生真人, students also want to borrow, please ask the real person to give permission!"

Happy Valentine's Day!

(End of chapter)

Three-color cup of milk tea