The immortals have orders, how dare I disobey?" Yi Heng lowered his head and said, a light appeared in his eyes, "Immortal Yuan, do you want to take me as an apprentice?"

"You don't want to know what great wealth is?

"Please give the gods advice!" Yi Heng's tone was expectant and flattering.

"If you want to be rich and rich, it's too simple, I will pass on a word to the current king of the country, you may become the lord of the four counties of the country except for the royal capital," the Taoist priest paused, as if watching Yi Heng's reaction.

But Yi Heng has been crawling at the bottom for many years, coupled with the experience of decades in his previous life, he did not show any yearning and envy, "The lord of a county is definitely good, but compared to the immortals, it is not comparable at all, my purpose is to live, only to learn a small flame." ”

Seeing that Yi Heng was still indifferent, the Taoist priest wondered in his heart, "This kid looks like he is in his twenties, but this city is deep, and after there is no pressure of life and death, he doesn't show any flaws at all, and it seems that he still has to put some pressure." ”

"What about this immortal fate? It is hard to find, it needs to have a spiritual root, and it is difficult to have one person in ten thousand people who have a spiritual root. ”

As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, Yi Heng was like being doused with cold water and lowered his head.

"It's hard to have one of ten thousand, then I don't think there will be any spiritual roots, sure enough, if everyone can have immortal fate, then why haven't I heard of it before? Perhaps, this Taoist priest didn't want to teach me the art of flames, and deliberately made up some spiritual roots to deceive me, and when his injuries stabilized, a flame extinguished me.

"But since you want to kill, why bother to deceive me now? Or if I have the opportunity to kill him and rob him of his cultivation method and learn the art of flames, where in this world can I go?"

In a moment, Yi Heng turned such a thought in his heart, but he closed his eyes and looked pained.

The Taoist priest thought that Yi Heng knew that he could not have a spiritual root and was disappointed, but he didn't know what Yi Heng was thinking.

I only heard the Taoist priest continue:

"You don't have to be too disappointed, what if you happen to have a spiritual root? Besides, even if you don't have an immortal fate, wouldn't it be good to be a county lord and enjoy the glory and wealth of this life?"

"May I ask how the immortals can check if I have a spiritual root?"

After hearing what the Taoist priest said, Yi Heng seemed to have strength again, and raised his head and asked.

"This has to wait until my injuries are stabilized, and I can find out if I have my spiritual power to check it for you, okay, don't think about it now, go get something to eat first,"

After speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed at Yi Heng, but before Yi Heng could react, a cool breath rushed into his head, and then disappeared without a trace.

Yi Hengda was shocked and looked at the Taoist priest in fear, and the Taoist priest smiled indifferently and said:

"This is a wisp of my spiritual sense, if you run away, I will track you down, go!" After speaking, the Taoist priest lowered his gaze.

Yi Heng stood up in despair, and numbly crossed the creek into the mountain forest.

The Taoist priest looked at Yi Hengsheng's loveless back, smiled secretly, and closed his eyes again.

Yi Heng really felt desperate, he hadn't gotten any great wealth and immortal fate here, but now he was put into his head by some spiritual sense, and he couldn't find it if he wanted to, let alone try the truth or falsehood, now he had to take one step at a time.

When Yi Heng climbed to the place where the fight began that day, the long knife was still chopping on the tree, Yi Heng pulled out the long knife and took a closer look, the blade did not have any curl edge, which was an excellent long knife for this kind of casting technology.

Although he didn't know what the use of taking back the long knife was, Yi Heng still carried the long knife and walked deeper into the jungle.

In this kind of primeval jungle, it is too easy for Yi Heng to hunt a few hares and pick some wild fruits, and in half an hour, Yi Heng has beaten two hares, and now he only needs to pick some wild fruits.

There are not many wild fruits that can be eaten in the primeval jungle, and the wild fruits are generally green and astringent, bitter in taste, only a few are sweet and delicious, and there are wild fruits that contain highly poisonous.

"Poisonous?" Yi Heng thought of this, his heart couldn't stop thumping, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the knife and the hare fell into the grass, and he sat on the ground without dignity.

"If I can find a highly poisonous wild fruit, mix it with other wild fruits, and give it to the Taoist priest to eat, in case he happens to eat a highly poisonous wild fruit, if it is not poisoned, I will pretend not to know that this wild fruit is highly poisonous," Yi Heng suppressed his wild beating and thought.

"But if the priest knows that the poison is hopeless, and he can't die immediately, give me a small flame before I die, and I will have to die!"

"But if you don't do this, you will never have a chance to kill the Taoist priest again, and when his injuries are stabilized, not to mention the wealth of the immortals, he may end up being wiped out. ”

Yi Heng had never been so entangled, and in the end he still didn't dare to start rashly, "You should wait first, and when he fully trusts me, I will run away when he starts eating wild fruits today, and when the time is ripe in the future, this method is naturally feasible." ”

Thinking about these things clearly, Yi Heng honestly picked up the knife and the hare, picked some wild fruits, and returned to the stream.

The Taoist priest didn't open his eyes, as if he had forgotten Yi Heng.

But Yi Heng didn't dare to forget him, and he intended to curry favor with the Taoist, so he quickly disemboweled the hare with a long knife, and then picked up the dead branch, and knocked it twice on the stone with the back of the knife, and the sparks from the collision quickly ignited the dead branch.

Yi Heng set the hare on the fire, but in a moment, the smell of barbecue permeated this small canyon.

After washing the wild fruit and holding the whole roasted hare, Yi Heng cautiously walked to a distance of five or six steps away from the Taoist priest and shouted softly:

"Immortals?

The Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yi Heng, but did not take the wild fruits and hares handed over by Yi Heng,

"It's very good, I didn't run away, you don't have to call me an immortal in the future, my surname is Xu, just call me Xu Xianshi."

"Xu Shenxian, no, no, Xu Xianshi said with a smile, the kid still has that spirit in his head or something, where do you dare to run," Yi Heng said to the Taoist priest with a flattering face.

But Xu Xianshi didn't eat this set.

"Give me the wild fruit, and take the rabbit meat away. ”

Yi Heng put the wild fruit beside Xu Xianshi, hunched his waist and slowly retreated, retreating to the fire, he was already about twenty steps away from Xu Xianshi, and put down the rabbit meat.

As if suddenly his stomach hurt, he hurriedly ran to the jungle, but the strange thing was that Xu Xianshi actually ignored it and slowly ate the wild fruit, Yi Heng went to the jungle to pee, and came back to the fire refreshed.

"This Immortal Master Xu is really hard to guess, and the excuse he prepared is useless, but it's okay like this,"

Yi Heng turned his mind in his heart, picked up the rabbit meat, and ate it in three bites, although there was no salt, but it was better than the fresh and tender meat, but for Yi Heng, who had not eaten for a day, he felt a little unfinished.

Xu Xianshi finished eating and stopped talking, as if he was healing himself again, although Yi Heng had the intention of pleasing the immortal master, but he didn't dare to be too obvious, so after eating, he also lay down by the fire and slowly entered the dream.

The fire burned out, the valley returned to calm and darkness, and the stream flowed endlessly, without a source or end.