Heavenly Tilt Town.

forced Wang Lao Yuan to sit at the entrance of the town, lazily picking his feet and basking in the sun.

On weekdays, I always feel that Li Wanji's kid is noisy, but without him in the town, I always feel that I have lost some kind of vitality.

That kid went to Yuntian Sect again, otherwise he would still be thinking about the miscellaneous work of washing the latrine, right?

Thinking of this, Lao Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

For the next hundred years, I can count on this invincible joke to live.

This is probably what the world often says, sitting on Baoshan but not knowing it, begging for a penny.

Even Xiao Wu, who founded Yuntian Sect, if he hadn't been lucky enough to enter the town and get the guidance of the old party, he would have already burped at this moment.

Without the talent for cultivation, it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to change, and it can even be said to determine the fate of a lifetime.

But for the immortals who have seen a big scene in Tiantian Town, it is nothing at all.

If you are willing, you can make Li Wanji, who is a waste of practice, become a cultivation genius in a few minutes.

In fact, in the past year, I saw that Li Wanji kept going to Yuntian Sect to seek immortals, but he was repeatedly rejected because of qualification problems, and finally even proposed to go to the thatched house to be a handyman.

Everyone in Tiantian Town couldn't bear it, thinking that Wanji, this kid was not an outsider, so he simply told him the true identity of everyone, if he had the will to cultivate immortals, everyone would teach him what he wanted to learn, and join forces to cultivate him.

However, in the face of everyone's proposal, the old party directly refused.

It's good to say that this is the way it is now, and that nothing needs to change.

said that with his understanding of this grandson, if he knew everyone's true identity, he would definitely do everything to shamelessly harass and hug his thighs, and his simple filial piety will directly deteriorate.

Moreover, he also has his own special considerations for his grandson's future path.

So I had no choice but to give up.

Basking in the warm sun, Lao Yuan, who was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, suddenly found that the sun was obscured and the sky was dark.

Raising his head, it was a huge immortal ship that was extremely rare in the past immortal world.

"Huh, what is the Qian family doing here?"

Seeing the family crest on the immortal boat, Lao Yuan, who had received a lot of favors from the Qian family before ascending to the immortal realm ten thousand years ago, was very puzzled.

casually picked up the hexagram plate on the side, ready to calculate a hexagram to see which Qian family's descendants were on this immortal ship, why his true identity came here, and what his purpose was.

"Click!"

The hexagram plate that had been with him for 10,000 years since the beginning of his cultivation and had been reshaped with supreme immortal gold after his ascension was stored and cracked, and finally turned into powder.

Lao Yuan looked stupid, and his hands trembled.

What's going on?

Even if he was idle before, and he wanted to calculate the specific origin of the mysterious old man, he just suffered backlash and lay in bed for three years, and the hexagram was safe and sound.

But now, I have just started to calculate, why did I take the initiative to "commit suicide" for some reason?

Who is sitting on this treasure ship in the sky?

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"Tianqing Town, the name of this town is very appropriate, it's great! No wonder it can give birth to a strange man like Brother Wanji!"

The handsome young man in white clothes and white hair looked up at the plaque of the quaint town above his head and praised it.

It was Li Wanji's loyal book fan who came from thousands of miles away, Qian Changsheng, the young master of the Qian family.

What is a good name for the town?

The old maid in Mai looked at the mediocre town plaque that had been eroded by wind and frost and engraved with the word "Tianqing", and couldn't understand where the name of the town praised by the young master was.

Isn't it just an uneducated mountain village nofu who has no connotation in his name?

The young master's words and actions are really becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Uncle Wang, you can stay at the entrance of the town and wait, and this son can go in alone. Qian Changsheng instructed.

"No, I need to accompany you, and the young master of the guard is thorough!"

Mai's old servant objected on the spot.

As we all know, although the Qian family has countless classics of the Heavenly Treasure Immortal Gate, the young master has no interest in cultivation at all, and because of his identity, he has never even stepped into the condensation realm of the monk's entry, and even the most ordinary farmer cannot compete in terms of physique alone.

If there is any accident in this remote town, he will have no shame to go back to see the old patriarch, so he will directly find a crooked neck tree and hang himself.

Qian Changsheng looked up at the sky and sighed: "Alas, how many times have you told Uncle Wang, don't look at me that I haven't even stepped into the threshold of cultivation, I am very weak and weak, but in fact, I am already invincible in the world, and I don't need any guards at all." ”

The old servant in Mai was in his heart at this moment: [The young master is sick again, and he said something in a serious way that made the listeners feel embarrassed and blush, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. 】

The previous sentence that was often on the lips of "If I don't give birth to money, this world is really boring", is embarrassing enough, and now he actually says that he is invincible in the world......

Even if you want to brag, at least a draft is brewing, at least there must be a trace of truthfulness, right?

In the past 17 years since you were born, you have never read a single cultivation method, and you have never even experienced the most basic spiritual induction into the body and condensing qi, is it appropriate to say such things?

This is the so-called, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, the embarrassed is someone else?

In the end, the old maid in Mai still couldn't beat his young master, and stayed outside Tianqing Town to wait quietly.

Thinking that this is just an ordinary town, it is full of mountain village men who don't even know what to cultivate, although the young master is not proficient in cultivation, but he carries a mountain of precious magic weapons.

Even a strong person like himself didn't dare to say that he could resist them all.

This Tianqing Town is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, it can't be that the townspeople in it are all terrible outsiders, right?

With this in mind, the old maid in Mai was completely relieved.

Suddenly, Qian Changsheng, who was walking towards the gate of the town, tripped over a shiny "stone".

"This stone is quite chic, Uncle Wang, you are bored waiting outside, you can play with it. ”

picked it up and then threw it to Uncle Wang behind him, and Qian Changsheng entered the town without looking back.

And the old maid in Mai, who took this spar, was stunned on the spot.

If you are not mistaken, this is a piece of Taiyi Xuanjing of excellent quality, which is one of the forging materials of immortals?

Although I had heard it before, the young master of his family had excellent luck since he was born.

I can often pick up all kinds of rare treasures in the courtyard of the Qian family, and even sometimes there are some rare spirit birds with excellent meat quality, which inexplicably crash to death on the pillar of the yard and become the delicious meal on the plate of the young master that day.

But the old maid in Mai had always thought it was an exaggeration.

But now, it seems, everything ...... It's all true?

It also reminds me of the legend that when the young master was born, the purple qi within a radius of 30,000 miles condensed for 7749 days without dispersing, and various ancient mythical beasts of Qionglou Yuyu were also conjured up.

It is even more exaggerated than the legendary ancient saint who came to the world.

With such the ability to pick up immortal treasures casually when walking, could it be that the young master is the legendary son of luck who is favored by the Heavenly Dao?

But if it is the son of luck, why is the young master born with a terminal illness and his life is short?

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Lao Yuan lowered his head and stared blankly at the powder on the ground.

Still immersed in the hexagram plate that had accompanied him for thousands of years, he was inexplicably shattered and annihilated in grief, and suddenly a bag of priceless gems was thrown down in front of him.

"Give Ben Gongzi a hundred hexagrams first, the kind that doesn't discount!"

Qian Changsheng looked at Lao Yuan's back with interest, and the slogan that read, "Sexy God Counts, Calculate Hexagrams First", [Originally, each hexagram was 99,999 taels, but today it is a big discount, only 99 Wen!

There is no doubt that such a riotous slogan must be from the hand of Brother Wanji!

"Are you serious?"

Lao Yuan looked at the bag of jeweled gems, and in terms of worldly value, it was indeed more than enough for a hundred trigrams of silver.

"My Qian Changsheng has said everything, and Kowloon is difficult to chase!"

"You don't want the discounted ninety-nine wen, anyway, the original price is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels, are you too wise?"

"Rich! willful!"

Old Yuan Hu's body was shocked.

He has pretended to be forced countless times in his life, and it is the first time he has seen someone who pretends to be X more than himself.

Of course, the premise is that this kid is in his right mind and there are no problems.

Just when Lao Yuan felt that he was meeting an opponent in chess and was thinking about how to win back a city, the young man on the opposite side, who claimed to be Qian Changsheng, was extremely white-clothed and white-haired, but walked directly towards the town.

only dropped one sentence, "Forget it, it's not appropriate to interpret the hexagram today, you can collect this money, and the hexagram will be calculated later."

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, and then at the priceless jewelry bag in his hand, King Yuan had a big confusion in his little head.

And Qian Changsheng, who walked into the town, was not in a hurry to go to the bookstore.

It's in this unremarkable town, walking around and watching.

First, I went to the blacksmith shop to see Zhao Tiezhu, who was addicted to ironwork and couldn't extricate himself, and hit the iron for a while.

Go to the tailor's shop and watch Aunt Sun thread the needle and lead the tailoring and weaving.

On the side of the bridge, watch the old man in the cloth successfully catch a golden carp.

Across the courtyard wall of the academy, I listened quietly to the sound of reading aloud for a while.

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Almost the entire Tiantian Town was visited, and then he walked towards his final destination, the only nameless bookstore in Tiantian Town.

Originally, because Li Wanji, the owner of the bookstore, went to Yuntianzong to deliver the latest masterpiece, the door was locked and closed.

But just when Qian Changsheng was about to walk to the main entrance of the bookstore, the door lock turned into ashes, and the closed door opened as if it was welcome.

In the dimly lit bookstore, the lights are on.

Qian Changsheng, who didn't notice anything unusual at all, walked into the bookstore that was in business so naturally.

Outside the bookstore, Aunt Sun who was holding a needle and thread, Zhao Tiezhu who was holding a hammer, an old fisherman holding a fishing bamboo pole, Mr. Zijing holding a scroll, and Yuan Qiwang who was holding a jewelry bag in one hand and a stall of fly ash in the other, watched this scene from afar.

"There's something wrong with this!"

Forcing Wang Lao Yuan to speak first, after thinking about it, he added: "It's not just brains." ”

Zhao Tiezhu said angrily: "I don't know why, I have just been watched by this young man to strike iron, and I have never been moved by external objects, and my rock-solid mind has been shaken, and I always feel that I have taken the wrong way to strike iron, and my heart is inexplicably a little weak, and I almost can't even hold the hammer steadily!"

The old man in the golden carp who fished out the golden carp by the bridge followed: "In the past three hundred years since the collapse of the Heavenly Dao and the collapse of the fairy world, the old man has been sitting by the bridge day and night, rain or shine, without using any extraordinary strength, fishing with a hookless bamboo pole, and has never made any achievements and never caught even a live fish! But this young man only watched by my side for a while, and the old man inexplicably fished out a golden carp that should not appear in this river at all!"

"The spirit in the bookstore, which has been falling into a deep sleep, actually took the initiative to wake up and open the door to welcome him in, this is something that has never happened before!" Aunt Sun looked puzzled.

Another black-faced thin man who was farming in a small town nodded: "Even if there is an immortal friend inheritance spirit who chooses him, there shouldn't be such an abnormal alarm array spirit." ”

"Wait and see. ”

Mr. Zijing, who left early after class for the first time, spoke and quietly looked at the bookstore.

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Inside the bookstore.

Qian Changsheng, who was strolling in it, looked at the several towering bookshelves, quite interested.

As if looking for something, he pulled out a copy of it.

At a glance, it was a strange book called "Nine Turns of the Golden Body".

I didn't even have the desire to open it and take a look, so I plugged it back in.

I pulled out another one from the bookshelf next door, this time it was a book called "Dugu Kendo True Solution".

Continue to insert it back uninterestedly.

Another "Taiyin Sun Sutra" still has not escaped the fate of being disliked......

This cycle was repeated more than ten times.

It seems that he is impatient, and the immortal spirit inheritance books in the entire bookstore are all shining brightly, and they are about to break through the bookshelf and pounce on Qian Changsheng for him to choose.

Mr. Zijing and others, who were watching from a distance outside the bookstore, naturally sensed the abnormal movement in the bookstore, and they were all shocked.

"What kind of talent does this Qian Changsheng have? He actually made all the souls want to attach themselves to him!"

Lao Yuan was so frightened that the hexagram ashes in his hands were sprinkled.

You must know that those who have been able to attain the Dao and ascend to immortality throughout the ages are almost extremely confident in the avenues they have cultivated, and the inheritors they choose will not share with others.

But now, such a bizarre situation has occurred.

Suddenly, a domineering aura of self-supremacy appeared from the bookstore, directly suppressing the commotion of thousands of spirits.

"Even the Emperor's sexual and spiritual inheritance is hidden in it, who is Fang Jianxian?" Zhao Tiezhu, who had always been silent, was so frightened that the hammer in his hand fell.

The emperor in his mouth is recognized as the first immortal in the fairy world.

The origin is unknown, only that the age is more ancient than any immortal, and it is even rumored that the immortal world was opened up by the emperor.

Three hundred years ago, the immortal world collapsed, and the immortals suffered heavy casualties, and the big reason was that the emperor disappeared mysteriously a thousand years ago, and many large arrays in the immortal world could not be opened, which led to the defeat and defeat of the sneak attack.

Everyone in Tiantian Town has always thought that the bookstore run by Lao Fang, whose identity is also mysterious, only brings together many immortal spiritual inheritances that died in battle, and they never thought that even the emperor's inheritance is hidden inside.

"Could it be that this young man is the reincarnation of the emperor?"

And verifying this conjecture is simple.

The white-haired boy who only needs to enter the bookstore will inherit the emperor's inheritance.

Everyone waited with bated breath.

And Qian Changsheng, who was in the bookstore, his eyes lit up and his face was happy, and he finally found what he was looking for.

Reaching out his hand, he took a brand new book on the shelf that had never shone and was still faintly scented with ink, obviously freshly bound.

The title of this book is "The Legend of the Silver Lotus"!

The author of the inscription is called "A Thousand Cups"!

It is Li Wanji's latest masterpiece that he has worked hard to create recently!

After all, the family opened a bookstore, so after copying a copy of the manuscript and giving it to Zhou Huoyao, Li Wanji casually placed it on his bookshelf.

"It's really worth the trip to be able to watch and see Brother Wanji's latest masterpiece in advance!"

He sighed.

Take out the silk brocade and prepare it, so that when you see the exciting plot, wipe the blood coughed up by the body.

As for the thousands of books that were scrambling, as well as the golden book suspended above his head, exuding a domineering aura, he directly ignored it completely.

In the bookstore, only the wonderful sound of flipping books and coughing up blood remained.