"It's amazing! I'm going to go out to make an appointment! When will I have time to talk to Xiong Jun from Xishan?"

Zhao Qi knocked on Hu Meier's head with one hand, spitting and preaching, Hu Meier could only wait for Zhao Qi to dissipate his anger with a bitter face before explaining.

"Brother, didn't you say that all those who become immortals are, and none of them have tasted defeat in their cultivation path! Mei'er wants to become an immortal, she must win the crocodile demon! Otherwise, how can I become an immortal if I lose a game?"

"You're a fart immortal! With your leisurely energy, what kind of immortal can you become? Scattered immortals, or ghost immortals? Maybe you won't be able to survive the next demon monarch robbery! ”

Hu Meier was hit by Zhao Qi, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, returned to the room to prepare for a bath, and muttered in her heart, I said how did my brother know that I went to fight with the crocodile demon, it turned out to be the smell of my body. Hu Meier pinched the corner of her clothes and sniffed it,

"No, there's no smell of mud! My brother is playing tricks on me again!"

But even if she was tricked, Hu Meier still took a hot bath non-stop, and fought in the sea of mud, although she used the demon yuan to dry her body's hair and clothes, but Hu Meier, who had not taken a bath, still felt very uncomfortable, typical obsessive-compulsive disorder, just like Hu Meier had already passed the Bigu period, and she had to rub rice on the dinner table every day.

In Gangcheng, more than 100 miles south of Yong'an City, Daozi Li Changming was surrounded by a bunch of cultivators who were begging for cheats, all arguing with nonsense, "Daozi, I, Bai Ziyu, am willing to follow you, worship the Daomen, and only ask for a copy of the cultivation exercises." ”

"Daozi, I'm Huang Daomo, I'm willing to be your protector, you see that I'm already in the late stage of Jindan, but it's a pity that I don't have good exercises......"

“......”

Even though Daozi Li Changming was surrounded by hundreds of people and noisy around him, he still treated everyone as equals with a smile, and he was not arrogant or impatient when he was blocked here for two hours.

"I'm sorry, you fellow Daoists have no chance with the trail, please stay! The last person who has a fate, the poor Dao has already foreseen, please let the Daoists disperse by themselves. ”

After speaking, Daozi Li Changming walked straight to a thatched house, only a pinch of pigtails on the back of his head eight or nine-year-old boy Mao Shenqiang was stunned to look at a large group of noisy adults, seeing Daozi Li Changming coming over by himself, many people turned their eyes to themselves, Mao Shenqiang smiled shyly, and his right hand holding the sandbag couldn't help but scratch the pigtails nervously.

Everyone present was going crazy, it was said that this was the last chance, but I didn't expect Daozi's last book to be given to a hairy boy who was still with snot, on this cold day, Mao Shenqiang was still wearing red short sleeves, tawny shorts, just looking at the linen, rough needlework, they really couldn't understand how Daozi could have a relationship with such an unlucky child. But since Daozi said so, they didn't dare to say anything, they all knew the rules.

In the past six months, Daozi has traveled all over the four countries and scattered more than 100 books, don't look at Daozi is still alone, when Daozi returns to the East Heaven Daomen, there will be more than 100 cultivation masters to come to the door.

Daozi Li Changming walked in front of Mao Shenqiang, slowly squatted down, looked at Mao Shenqiang, and asked softly: "Child, do you want to become an immortal?"

"What is an immortal? I just want to herd sheep. ”

"When you become an immortal, you can fulfill any wish, and when the time comes, you can put as many sheep as you want!"

"Can you do anything? Then I want to see my father. ”

"Where's your father? I'll get him for you." ”

"Now you can't see it, wait until it's night, I'll show you. People in the village praise my father as a good person, my father is now a star in the sky, the brightest one, you have seen ......".

"Child, when you become an immortal, you can go to the sky to visit your father, do you want to see him, think about him alone in the sky, no one to play with him. ”

"Can Cheng Xian play with my father? Then I want to become an immortal, Tie Dan's father will make puppies and rabbits for him every time, and Erya's father will catch birds for her......"

Daozi Li Changming just listened quietly, Mao Shenqiang finally found a person to listen to him, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, he talked for a long time, and when Mao Shenqiang said that his mouth was dry, and he tilted his head to continue to want to add a little, Daozi Li Changming opened the back basket, took out a book and put it in front of Mao Shenqiang, and said softly: "When you learn this book, you will be able to meet your father, do you want to learn?"

The sharp-eyed people around saw that there was a thin book in the back basket of Daozi Li Changming, didn't Daozi say that this was the last person who was destined? Why is there another book?

"Think, think!" Mao Shenqiang excitedly stretched out his hand to grab it, but suddenly stopped halfway through, and asked defensively: "You won't be a liar, my mother won't let me take strangers' things." You must want to wait for me to get the books and then frame me as a thief......"

As he spoke, Mao Shenqiang clenched the sandbag in his hand again, and looked at Li Changming with vigilance, as if once Li Changming spoke again, the sandbag would be thrown on Li Changming's face. The hundreds of big men who were silent next to him were already so angry that their teeth were itching, Daozi took the initiative to send you books, you are still nervous! Don't hurry up and take it, you will destroy the heavenly things! God is unfair!

Mao Shenqiang couldn't notice the looks of the people around him, and suddenly there was a familiar figure on the corner of the street, as if he had seen a savior, Mao Shenqiang hurriedly rushed over and plunged into the arms of the comer.

"Mother, there are bad people who want to bully me. ”

It was a middle-aged woman who walked over, her clothes were simple and many sewn in many places, and her body was no more than thirty years old, but her old cheeks and gray hair would make people mistakenly think that this woman was over half a hundred years old, and she carried a backpack with a head above her back, which was full of firewood.

Suddenly seeing so many people in fancy clothes and strong bodies gathered at the door of his house, Yang Qiuye carefully hugged Mao Shenqiang in his arms, and said timidly: "Everyone, my children are young and ignorant, please forgive me for the offense just now, and the concubine apologizes to all the uncles." ”

"Humph!"

In response to her, the angry faces of the crowd sounded in unison.

"Everyone, let's disperse! It has affected me to find someone who is destined, but I'm afraid you can't afford it. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

In the face of the soft threat of Daozi Li Changming, everyone who knew that the secret book was hopeless pushed to the distance to watch, revealing the Daozi Li Changming from the crowd, Daozi Li Changming hugged his fists and saluted: "Poor Dao is Li Changming, wandering here, I feel that I have a fate with the kid, and I want to give him a book, I don't know if the donor can accept it on his behalf." ”

"This ...... No one in our family is literate, and it's useless for you to give us. ”

"Oh, it turned out that the poor road was presumptuous. After speaking, Daozi Li Changming put the book three feet in front of his chest and hung it in the air, pinched his hands with both hands, and shouted in a low voice, "The eyes of heaven are open!", a golden light suddenly shot out from between Daozi's eyebrows, and he could vaguely see an incomparably majestic and sacred eyeball inside slowly opening.

"Heavenly Books!"

Just when the golden light shone on the books, the books on the chest of Daozi Li Changming slowly emerged from the cover with big golden characters, and when the books turned into flying ashes, Daozi Li Changming's arm waved lightly, and all the golden words rushed into Mao Shenqiang's Baihui like a stream*** Shen Qiang only felt that there was suddenly an extra golden light curtain in his mind, although he didn't know a word, but as if the strange Taoist priest in front of him was gently reciting in his ear, he gradually wrote them all down.

After the passage was over, Li Changming, the Taoist son, bowed down again, "Donor, say goodbye!" After speaking, he raised his feet and left, without dragging mud and water.

The cultivators who had not dispersed around them gathered around again, they had just seen that there was another secret book, and they knew that there would be another chance tomorrow.

At this time, Daozi Li Changming suddenly stopped, turned around, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, the front is the boundary of Yong'an City, you should know the rules set by the three sects! After speaking, three or two steps disappeared from everyone's sight, and what Daozi Li Changming used at this time was a Daomen peerless study that shrank into inches, and it was also an extremely clever realm.

At night, in the city of Yong'an, an old couple's home ushered in a Taoist in a robe, and the elderly Yongan who was kind and charitable warmly invited the Taoist to stay in the hospital.

In Zhao Qi's bedroom,

"Your Majesty, a strange little Taoist priest has come to Yong'an City. ”

"What's so weird?"

"According to Wei Chen's observation, this person has no cultivation at all, but he has a very powerful feeling for me, and I just probed him, and he found out. ”

"It's okay, whatever! It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, you hurry up and cultivate, I'm going to sleep......"