Su Chen didn't expect that the three mid-stage scattered immortals, the bigfoot beggar immortal, the cross-ordination monk, and the dragon slaying immortal, gathered together to discuss for a long time, and the final result of the discussion was to arrange the aftermath of the rebirth as soon as possible so as not to be caught off guard at that time.

The battle was not fought, and the morale was completely lost.

Su Chen thought in his heart, the three of them had no confidence to help Huofeng block the Ninth Tribulation, and it seemed that this battle was going to be defeated.

But what about the fire phoenix?!

Give up on her and get away on your own?!

As Bigfoot said, this doesn't have too many consequences. There has never been a "pet" who dedicates himself to death for the "Lord", and there is no saying that the Lord dies for the favor. Therefore, getting rid of it will certainly bring him some mental instability, but it will not lead to death.

Su Chen was a little dazed.

Although, his friendship with Huofeng is actually quite shallow, far less than Anu, Taoyao, Zhuang Luyi, etc., who have experienced many hardships. But for some reason, he and Huofeng had a feeling of familiarity at first sight, and they had a tacit friendship.

If you can save her, of course, you have to think of saving her.

Until the last minute, you can't give up easily.

...

"It's come to this, it's useless to talk about it!"

"Let's continue to drink, if we don't get drunk, maybe this is the last time we will get together to drink!"

The three scattered immortals chatted for a while, and then they finished discussing the countermeasures, and then continued to drink, talking about some trivial matters in cultivation.

Su Chen took the yellow wine gourd from the big foot beggar fairy, he thought it would be a sixth- or seventh-order wine, and took a big sip, there was no strong smell of wine, a very light miscellaneous aura, and a spicy taste.

It is obviously made of inferior Linggu.

It must be the begging outside the restaurant of the Bigfoot Beggar, otherwise it would not be so inferior.

Su Chen secretly admired that the big-footed beggar fairy really did not have any false practice in the red dust world, and his mentality of being at ease with what happened was good.

However, he is not a beggar, and he does not have to compromise himself. Simply took out the four altars of sixth-order god-level peach blossom wine from his storage bag, and the four scattered immortals divided one altar each.

"Good wine, isn't this the Peach Blossom God Brew?!"

The bigfoot beggar fairy tasted it, his eyes lit up, and he said beautifully.

He eats 100 wines, can drink any wine, and of course good wine is more enjoyable.

"It's still a few years, and it will be a few years before I can brew a seventh-order immortal brew, and it is estimated that I can get drunk with a bowl of immortal brew. If you can survive this catastrophe, I will invite you to drink it when you turn around!"

Su Chen said with a smile.

"Brother Su, how many tribulations have you been now? It stands to reason that at most one or two tribulations of scattered immortals, but you have heavy eyes, and I can't see through your cultivation. ”

Bigfoot Beggars said curiously.

"I've survived six robberies... Ninety-nine days of thunder, wind, fire, earth, water, dirt and decay! The next tribulation should be able to enter the late stage of the scattered immortals. ”

Su Chen counted and said.

It was easier for him to cross the tribulation than ordinary scattered immortals, and the strong defense of the Xuanwu Immortal Armor made it almost difficult for the Five Elements Outer Tribulation to hurt him.

And the spontaneous dirt decay tribulation in the body, with the countless seventh-order immortal grasses in the small realm of his Spirit Mountain, there are all kinds of them, and they can be taken in large quantities to remove these dirt.

It was extremely difficult for ordinary scattered immortals to find a scattered immortal-level spirit grass above the seventh order. Naturally, it will be much more difficult for them to ascend to the realm.

Su Chen simply rushed forward in one go.

"Six~, six tribulations?"

"Okay, this shouldn't be asking this question, messing with my state of mind, disturbing my cultivation!"

But when they saw this, the three scattered immortals were all stunned, and they all smiled bitterly after half a sound.

In the entire Three Thousand Immortal Domain, the number of scattered immortals is less than a hundred, and among them, there are less than ten who have reached the late stage of scattered immortals.

Any monk who has reached the late stage of the Scattered Immortal realm has stood at the pinnacle of the entire Three Thousand Immortal Realm, which is enough to be proud of the others.

The big-footed beggar said and sighed: "The future life is terrifying! I am now a five-tribulation scattered immortal, and I am rushing to the sixth tribulation." I don't know how to survive this catastrophe!"

"I had been in retreat for most of the time, and this time I was going to spend some years in the dust of the world. The three brothers, what do you need to pay attention to in this worldly red dust?

In fact, I have always been very curious and puzzled, what kind of mentality is the scattered immortals who have been trained in the red dust, and what kind of state of mind they want to perceive.

Now, I myself have finally cultivated into a scattered immortal, but I still don't quite understand the reason why the scattered immortal has been trained in the red dust like this. ”

Su Chen asked curiously.

The bigfoot beggar fairy thought about it, took out five points of incense, handed it to Su Chen, and said with a smile: "You can solve these five points of incense." ”

Su Chen took it, and instantly cracked the prayer in the five incense sticks, and said: "A widow prays to remarry her husband and give birth to a fat son in the coming year." A poor scholar who fell into the first place prayed to be admitted to the top prize in three years. A merchant begged his ancestors for protection and made a fortune. A Jindan Sanxian prayed to find a chance for a primordial baby. A lord wants to ask for immortality. ”

These are the prayers of ordinary mortals. If we can empathize with the prayers in these incense burns, we can obtain their wish power and enhance their state of mind and fairy power. ”

The bigfoot beggar fairy nodded with satisfaction, "Scattered immortals only need to decompose the incense to improve their state of mind and cross the tribulation, and it is enough to obtain the wish and power in the incense to improve their cultivation, and it is not necessary to experience it in the red dust." ”

"However, you have to know one thing, Sanxian is no longer a 'person', and the more time passes, the weaker the human flavor will be on our body.

Over the past thousands of years, the scattered immortals will gradually forget what they want as a human being, and naturally they will not be able to understand the wish in the incense, what is the wish?

Scattered immortals entered the red dust to practice, in order to make themselves more human, so as not to forget the mortals in the world. Once this is the case, then no matter how much incense you have in your hand, you can't crack it.

The scattered immortals have been trained in the red dust, but there is nothing peculiar. All you need is a normal heart... Treat yourself as an ordinary person, don't think of yourself as a scattered immortal, and don't move the immortal spirit in everything. ”

The bigfoot beggar fairy smiled, "Like me, a beggar, an old monk who crosses the doom, and a ranger who slays dragons and immortals, they have been wandering in the red dust, all the same. ”

"I see!"

Su Chen was stunned.

The reason why he wondered why the Scattered Immortal had to go down to the mortal world to experience was because he had been a Scattered Immortal for too short a short time, only two hundred years. He hadn't forgotten what he had experienced in the red dust as a mortal, so his experience had little impact on him.

But what about a thousand years, three or five thousand years from now?

After becoming a scattered immortal for a long time, sooner or later he will be empty-eyed, treat secular mortals like ants, and do not treat himself as an equal to them, and the perception of secular people is different, and he will gradually lose the ability to crack the incense prayer.

Without the wish power provided by incense, the state of mind and immortal power of scattered immortals will become an attic in the air and a source of water.

The capital of Xuanguo is lively, outside this restaurant.

Cars are like water.

Busy.

The lights are on and the lights are off.

The four scattered immortals continued to drink outside the restaurant, several of them were ragged and shabby, a depressed and shabby look, and their breath was also extremely weak, inconspicuous in the crowd, and naturally did not attract attention.

Scattered immortals drink wine for several months.

...

Su Chen and the three scattered immortals said goodbye and left. Since the three scattered immortals had not yet arrived in the Ten Continents Immortal Realm, he took advantage of his free time to continue to travel in the secular red dust of the Ten Continents Immortal Realm.

chatting with the three scattered immortal seniors made him learn a lot of interesting things.

The scattered immortals travel in the red dust, experience the secular life, and improve their state of mind, so they naturally do not use the magical means of the scattered immortals. Scattered immortals are invincible in this world, if you use the means of immortals to destroy the heavens and the earth at every turn, then it is meaningless to experience in the world.

Usually they will arrange a status for themselves according to worldly habits. Even if you have food, clothing, housing and transportation, you should try to be the same as an ordinary person.

Bigfoot is a beggar who begs for a living in lively places such as restaurants, basking in the sun when he is full, watching the people coming and going on the street, and not doing anything serious.

The monk is an old monk who often walks the streets and alleys to do funerals and other rituals for others.

Slaying dragons and immortals is a ranger, helping people dart, fighting everywhere, earning some small copper coins for a living, and enjoying it.

In the Ten Continents Fairyland, a place full of immortal cultivators, the three of them are scattered immortals, but their secular identity is not even immortal cultivators, but they are just ordinary people at the lowest level, without spiritual essence.

Unless they are all scattered immortals, it is impossible for anyone to recognize them.