After the two separated, Xue Cuo carried Uncle Jian on his back and played around Daze.

The snow sword followed him slowly, and the big blue-black hand hung lazily on the hilt of the sword, fluttering in the wind.

As one man and one sword walked, colorful clouds suddenly poured out of the sky.

Xue Cuo wowed, his eyes lit up: "Uncle Jian, look, is there an immortal who has accepted apprentices, I have never seen it!" ”

The white clouds in the sky are fluttering, and there are Jiaojiao spitting fog to create clouds.

With a trembling sound of opening the door, there are bursts of mist around the valley, and there are cranes flying shuttles, and the graceful glow faintly reveals from the clouds and mist, it seems that the door of another world is opened from Gushu Mountain, and there are laughter, ringing sounds, and sword sounds, reflecting the whole Gushu Mountain to be lively, and the fairy spirit is everywhere.

Today is the day when the Qingping faction of Gushu Mountain once every ten years to apprentice and accept apprentices, so there are people waiting early at the Daze ferry outside the mountain, waiting for the immortals to come.

Rays of light flew out of the clouds, turning into more than a dozen young men and women.

Among them, there was a handsome male monk in a green shirt and a white belt standing with his hands in his hands, looked down for a while, his face was happy, and he said with a smile: "I went out today to make a special divination, it seems that the two families of He Li in the south of the city have the most fate with me."

"Senior brother, I think they have the most fate with me!"

A figure rushed out in front of the male monk, the male monk's face sank, and a yin wind whistled, and the figure screamed miserably, turning into blood in an instant.

The rest of the monks shuddered, and they all forced a smile and flattery: "Senior Brother Xiaofeng and the fat sheep family are naturally more immortal."

"We were born from the grassroots, and picking up soup and drinking it is a great creation."

"Who dares to rob Senior Brother Xiaofeng? I'll wait for the first one and don't say yes! ”

"That's it!"

Xiao Feng sneered in his heart and arched his hand: "Junior brothers and sisters, you pick slowly, and the foolish brother will go first."

After speaking, he turned into a clear light and flew to the ferry with the flags of He and Li's two families.

There are thousands of blue waves, the scenery is unique, the two sides of the strait are even more banner hunting, the canopy is like a cloud, thousands of short and evil slaves guard the main road, do not let others approach, and separate a quiet peach blossom source.

There is a beautiful painting boat parked on the lake, the bow of the boat is flashing, and the people of He and Li's family have already burned incense and worshipped, and have served fine wine, melons and fruits, three livestock and six animals, and a number of gold, silver and jade.

Seeing the immortals landing, the elders of the He and Li families bowed their heads and bowed.

"Xianjun is above, Xianjun is polite, Xianjun is coming to us, my land is full of brilliance, the two of us have a little light sake, please Xianjun smile."

Xiao Feng's face was pale, he shook off the floating dust, first collected the gold, silver and jade on both sides, and then caught a glimpse of the stunning maid who threw the five spring flowers, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he hugged the maid into his arms.

"Get up, my Qingping faction has always been to open up the road widely, make friends from all directions, and pay attention to good fortune."

He Xianling hurriedly got up, his belly was round, he was a smiling gourd face, and he reached out and pulled a small gourd in a gorgeous brocade robe.

The little gourd knelt on the ground and buried his head in a bang: "The master is above, and the disciple asks Xian Jun'an."

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows angrily when he heard this, and slapped the little gourd so that his mouth and nose were bleeding: "What are you, when did I say that I would accept you as a disciple!"

The little gourd was pumped like a spinning top and turned three times, lying on the ground with crooked eyes and slanted eyes, He Xianling hurriedly smiled with a smile on his face, and bent down to greet him: "Yes, yes, confused things, don't hurry up, Xianjun, let's say it inside, say it inside."

Xiaofeng mocked: "You think that any cat and dog can cultivate immortals, it depends on whether you have immortal fate!"

He Xian Ling immediately lowered his head and smiled, kicked his son, and said busily: "Lord Xianjun has a lot, and the dog is ignorant and collides with nobles, and invites Xianjun to enter the private room for a small talk, and the immortal fate prepared in the next is inside."

The compliments from all over the world and the underground made the howling wind comfortable, and his face improved.

Li Zhizhou also brought a sallow-faced, wide-nosed and wide-mouthed young man to greet him, he was much more reserved than He County's order.

Xiao Feng saw a faint death breath not far away, frowned slightly, Li Zhizhou pulled his youngest son and saluted: "Immortal Jun is polite."

Xiao Feng immediately returned the salute, hissed, shook his head and said gently: "Lord Li, your son has no spiritual roots at all, and he has also entered the body, and his life is not long, I am afraid that he will not be able to cultivate immortals."

Li Zhizhou was stunned when he heard this, and his face was full of embarrassment: "Xianjun, this ...... How is this good, the dog has a weak personality, just because he is young and ignorant, he missed and injured a few people's lives, but he didn't expect to be sick after that. ”

"Little Lao'er doesn't ask him to live forever, I just hope that he will be safe and healthy, so that he can inherit my family business and continue the incense, Xiao Lao'er begs Xianjun to use some means......"

Li Zhizhou gave a look, and several strong slaves immediately carried boxes of fairy yuan out, and the painting boat suddenly burst into the sky.

Howling Wind was overjoyed, he didn't expect this poor and remote place to be so rich.

He waved the dust and said: "It's okay, it's okay, Lord Li's family also has the Supreme Elder in my Immortal Gate, how can I not give face, besides, this immortal is compassionate and likes to help others the most, old man, please get up quickly."

Li Zhizhou dragged his son, who was dying and about to die: "Yes, yes, it's just that Xianjun, look at this ......"

Xiao Feng hurriedly said: "Ling Gongzi has a deep immortal fate, this immortal can first renew your son's life, and now go to find more than a dozen young men in blue clothes, as long as Yuanyang is not leaked, I will borrow life for Ling Gongzi, and it is not a problem to live a long life."

Li Zhizhou couldn't help but be overjoyed, and smiled: "Yes, yes!" Xianjun waits for a while, there are not many others in Tongxing County, poor and sour tenants are everywhere, not to mention more than a dozen, it is not difficult to do so! ”

He Yuanwai also squeezed in and sneered at the two: "What's more, even if there are hundreds or thousands, Xianjun, Lord Zhizhou, leave this matter to me...... Just look, can I borrow some longevity too? ”

Li Zhizhou reprimanded: "Presumptuous, who are you as an immortal?" You will not be allowed to bargain here. ”

The whistling wind swept the dust: "Isn't your son good?" ”

He Xianling smiled and smiled, like a chrysanthemum: "Xianjun, it's the villain who wants to borrow some, isn't it too much to live."

Xiao Feng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, thought about it, and made a gesture: "Okay, since both of you have immortal fate, it's okay to allow you."

"It's just that the fairy fate needs to be prepared."

He Yuanwai was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered his men to catch the young man, and invited the immortal to sit down.

On the clouds, the remaining junior sisters and junior brothers saw that the senior brother had chosen the fattest place, their faces were gloomy, and when they looked down at the clouds, their faces became even more ugly, and they complained: "This Tongxing County is also too poor, except for a few big households, where do they come from, and there are only those poor and sour broken households left, what can they do?"

In the middle, there was a female cultivator wearing a wide-sleeved palace skirt, but she didn't talk to them, and when she saw where there were many offerings, she fell from the clouds.

Seeing this, the other senior brothers and sisters immediately turned into clear light and scattered.

"It's not our turn to be in a good place, that's only the elders can go."

"It's important to hurry up and enjoy it, even if you don't have it here, go to the mountains everywhere to search, maybe you can meet some treasures, otherwise when the mountain gate is closed, you won't be able to catch the flies' legs."

"Senior brother, I'm going."

"Heh, I'll go too, the family surnamed Zhang belongs to me!"

"That place belongs to me, junior brother will accept it!"

For a time, the Daze ferry was overflowing, and all the people on both sides of the strait who put on the offerings and offered the fairy fate all had immortals falling, or the sword, or the clouds, or riding the beasts, or riding the white cranes.

That kind of vision, the Taoist divine light made the men and women who came to ask for immortals fascinated, and they were stupid to see it one by one.

One of the streamers fell to the ground and turned into a male cultivator with a sallow face, he didn't dare to grab it with his senior brothers and sisters, so he found a place with little worship and fell, intending to find it slowly.

was looking around, and suddenly saw a ragged old woman with her grandson, carrying a bamboo basket in her hand.

The monk's eyes lit up, and he flew to catch up with him and landed in front of the old woman there: "Old woman, take me to your village." ”

The old woman was startled, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Grandpa Immortal, our village is very poor, very poor. ”

The monk drew his sword and scolded, "Don't be long-winded, lead the way!" ”

An old man and a grandson trembled, and the old one had to lead the child to walk slowly in front.

The monk's face became more and more impatient, and he simply slashed the two of them to death with a sword, not forgetting to burn them to ashes with the fire charm.

He hurried forward, found a young man with fast feet, and finally found a small village.

The people in the village looked at the living people from a distance, and hurriedly rang the big bell at the entrance of the village.

The old village chief was originally planting seedlings, and when he heard the bell, his heart sank: It's broken, there have been immortals in the past two days, and those people are afraid that they will come to the village.

He hurriedly packed his things, took two steps out, turned back again, and grabbed two handfuls of mud.

There was a white and chubby little baby sitting on the ridge of his house, because he was hungry, and he begged for half a wheat bran cake, and the old village chief said: "Baby, come here, the master will put some flowers on your face, don't let those people see it." ”

The little baby was Xue Cuo, and he asked, "Who saw it?" ”

The old village chief didn't explain to him, and wiped a few pieces of mud on his face with his hands and feet: "You are white and fat, and you will hide with them later, but don't run forward." ”

Several dolls hurriedly took Xue Cuo and went to the village.

The old man in the village quietly hid the livestock, and the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law reached to the bottom of the pot and grabbed two handfuls of pot ash and wiped it on their faces.

When the monk arrived in the village, his face became heavier and heavier the more he looked, and seventy or eighty people from the village gathered in the square according to his request.

These old and young people are all as thin as hemp rods, unclothed, and their faces are full of sorrow, but he has a lot of experience, and he knows that these Diao people must have hidden good things, and they will not take them out if they are not frightened.

The monk suddenly stopped and grabbed an old man: "You are the village chief?" ”

The old man trembled: "Yes." ”

The monk said, "One jar of gold, two jars of silver, and if there is a good jade, too." In addition, I went to sift two jars of wine and slaughtered some livestock, all of which were finely marinated with spices and tasted, and then passed with clear oil. ”

The old village chief burst into tears: "Grandpa Immortal, our village only handed over an offering to Xianmen a few days ago, and the family had to live with wild vegetables. ”

The monk sneered and looked around: "There are no cattle and sheep, but what are the people?" You people, you people who don't take out good wine and food, don't take it out to entertain your grandfather, do you want me to kill a few people? ”

He threw the village chief on the ground, the villagers supported the village chief, and they all took a step back, and the male protagonist said coldly: "A pot of gold, a jar of silver, if you are a little less than me, take your head to resist." ”