Chapter 3 Immortals only laugh at the shortcomings of the world!

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 3 Immortals only laugh at the shortcomings of the world!

Qin Sang dared to ask this question in public, because he guessed that the old man Sheyang had indeed not killed or injured the villagers before, and he had reported his family status and said that everyone was kind to him, so he would never get angry because of a word at this time.

Sure enough, Old Sheyang's face only darkened slightly, and then he immediately put on his smile again and asked in a good-natured manner: "Why don't you want to do it, Mrs. Qin?"

Qin Sang said: "Baisan has been under our knees for thirteen years and has not enjoyed much blessing. But with the protection of her parents, uncles and aunts, even if the village is in trouble, we can try our best to save her life. She will not be a refugee in the town."

Death. The common people have heard many stories about fairyland since they were young. They know that it is difficult to build roads and they have to fight bravely. I am worried that my daughter will die and my life will not be saved!"

The gloom on Old Sheyang's face disappeared, and he was about to speak, when the shadow on the sole of his foot trembled, and a pink-feathered parrot suddenly jumped out of it and chirped into his ear for a while.

After hearing this, he smiled and said: "Mrs. Qin's worries will be solved at this time. When the time comes, let's leave it alone for the time being."

The dark shadow trembled violently again, and the red snake swam under his feet, carrying the old man, and disappeared in an instant.

When the giant snake disappeared from the sky, everyone looked at each other in fear several times, and then discussions broke out as if boiling.

Uncle Li and Uncle Cheng grabbed Jian Dahu, and they were all speechless: "Huzi, did you see it! It's not the magic of burning talismans in the town, it's a real immortal! I thought that the young master would follow your example from now on.

Queen Queen, I didn’t expect that today I would be blessed with immortal fate and great luck! You must agree! Didn’t you listen to the immortal who said that our young master has some heavenly spiritual roots? He might not be able to be with this person in the future.

Humans have the same magical powers!”

Mrs. Du was so excited that her forehead was sweating, and she interjected: "If the young master becomes such a person, do we in Huxiao Village need to worry about the government? The young master can go to the imperial city and poke a finger, and he will be called that big."

The big snake came out and swept down the emperor's dragon chair with one tail!"

There were several young men next to Brother Huang. They didn't say much. They only glanced at Jian Baisan one after another, with envy in their expressions.

One of them, surnamed Li, whispered to Brother Huang: "The immortal was brought back by the leader of the village. I'm afraid he only tested the young master and took him away. He doesn't know us, so he didn't test it."

Brother Huang said cautiously: "Old Sheyang didn't give us the obligation to test our immortality..."

"I called you Old Man Xiong in the morning, but now I'm as timid as a quail," the man surnamed Li said disdainfully, imitating Brother Huang's serious and careful tone, "Old Sheyang——"

Brother Huang replied: "Don't you also call him an immortal?"

…

Only Qin Sang, the moment the giant snake went away, shook her hands and hugged Jian Baisan tightly: "Bao'er, mother really didn't expect you to have such an opportunity... Wait for you to go and become an immortal.

Don’t forget your parents, don’t forget your sister!”

Jian Baisan was confused for a moment: "Mom, aren't you unwilling to let me go?"

"Silly boy!" Qin Sang slapped her on the back of the head and said, "That's an immortal! Why don't you want me to? You want a guarantee!"

"You don't know, but mother knows! Before your father and I eloped, our family used to be a family of military attachés."

This story goes back to many years ago.

At that time, Qin Sang was still an eight-year-old boy, but he already had to preside over the ancestral sacrifices in his family, practice his ancestral swords every day, and recite the "Yan Emperor's Code of Grace" many times every day. His great-great-grandfather was a great-grandfather.

There was a great military attaché in the Yan Dynasty who followed the emperor at that time to visit immortals, fight in battles, and even went to the immortal realm once. He was famous for a while. However, after his death, he became worse than the previous generation, and he was completely in decline.

Qin Sang's father was idle and flirting with women, and finally died of the disease. The mother could only place all her hopes on her daughter, forcing her to practice the ancestral double-sword martial arts every day, and regain the favor of the emperor as a military attache. An eight-year-old child

, how can he withstand such pressure and expectations? In his spare time, Qin Sang always likes to stay away and read his story books. The place he often goes to is the ancestral hall. It is big and quiet there, and his mother can never be found.

She had nothing to do, so she took down the piles of tablets one by one and looked through them, guessing who her relative was, how old he was when he died, and how many children he had. She didn't know in what order she randomly turned the pages.

Look, a mechanism was triggered, there was a rumbling sound, and a secret passage opened under the red cloth of the altar in the ancestral hall.

She climbed down and took a look. The small room was empty except for a box, placed in the center. There was only a notebook and a pair of knives in it.

She took away the two knives and has been using them until now; the location of the booklet has long been lost in her memory, but the content inside is something she will never forget - that booklet was written down by her great-great-grandfather. After reading it,

Notes, the young Qin Sang realized that although the land he was on was large, it was just the outermost, most ordinary, and most barren hollow circle in a big circle; the dynasty he was in was even more

It's just a point the size of an ink mark in this circle. Within this, there are layers upon layers, and there are eight worlds. Only those who are cultivators can break through the invisible wall between the two circles and board the avenue of cultivating immortality!

In addition, great-great-grandfather also talked about a lot of his experiences in the immortal world. Among them, what Qin Sang remembered today was this iron rule: Those who cultivate immortality are always under the watchful eye of heaven. Even if they swear casually, they will be punished by heaven!

Qin Sang knows what Tianlinggen is. When Jian Baisan easily escapes the fate of a mortal, she will see a world thousands of times bigger than it is now. But how could the mother not be worried when her daughter travels far away? So she thought

All he did was gamble a small promise from old man Sheyang.

…

Starting from Shen Shi, all the delicacies available were prepared one by one and delivered to Jian Dahu's courtyard like a stream of water. As soon as You Shi arrived, a burst of sound broke through the air. The four members of the Jian family turned around again and discovered that Snake Yang

The old man has arrived, and the last touch of red on the snake's head has just disappeared from the dark shadow.

Old Sheyang glanced at the food on the table and said with a smile: "Now that I have recovered, I no longer need these food."

Jian Dahu immediately called for help and removed the plates one by one.

Old Sheyang looked at Qin Sang and said, "What Madam Qin said about the fairyland today is indeed correct."

"This information, according to the iron law, cannot appear in any mortal fairyland story. I guess that Mrs. Qin has another strange destiny."

Qin Sang clenched her fingers tightly and did not dare to raise her head.

But the old man Sheyang continued as if he didn't care: "For the sake of a son and a daughter! I know what you want to ask for. I am the great elder of the Beast Taming Sect in Chuyuan Prefecture. If you are thirsty for a wise disciple, I will grant it to you."

This woman is an ordinary woman. On Jian Baisan's path of cultivation, I will stay within my capabilities and protect her."

Qin Sang and Jian Dahu looked at each other, knowing that this was already a sign of kindness to them, so they pulled Jian Baisan and Jian Er to kneel down and worship: "Jian Dahu, Qin Sang and his wife thank the immortal for their kindness!"

The old man Sheyang accepted this bow and said, "Okay! In this way, I have repaid the favor of this week's meal."

He waved his hand to wake them up, and his eyes finally turned to the face of Jian Baisan, his future disciple, and asked kindly: "Let me ask you, girl Jian, what are you good at now? If I hadn't been here, how would you have done it?"

What are you going to do next?”

Jian Baisan was confused by these big events one after another during the day. He felt that the world he usually saw had suddenly changed. His calmness and assertiveness had long gone. At this moment, he only relied on his instincts to answer honestly.

: "I'm good at carpentry, know how to fish and farm, and I also learned some knife skills from my mother."

"If you have never been here, when my father quits, I will succeed him as the leader of the village and become the queen."

After hearing this, the old man Sheyang couldn't help but was stunned, and then he laughed: "Good boy, good boy! If you accept me as your master, you will no longer have to fish, farm, or do carpentry! Look, you still don't know this.

What does cultivating an immortal mean? I will tell you again what my master, your future master, said when I first entered the sect!"

"Listen carefully!"

Old Sheyang's eyes were astonishingly bright and he muttered:

“As soon as you enter the path of cultivating immortals, your breath will be expelled from the world of mortals!

We,

What I am absorbing is the transformed immortal spiritual energy from the Zuo Jing.

I learned the magic of stealing years and seizing the moon.

What I’m asking for is to open up the tribulation of immortals and humans with one painting!

Golden elixir, Nascent Soul,

Mortals bow down and the emperor descends from the hall.

become a god, distract from the mind,

The chi dragon lies in its beard, and the medicinal spring washes hands!

Combination, Mahayana, that is

The mountains and seas are gray on the fingertips, and the world is waiting to be seen.

Immortal enters the palace and only smiles - the world is short!"

Level classification: Qi refining (12 levels), foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, transformation of gods, distraction, integration, Mahayana, Mahayana breakthrough to ascend to the immortal world and become an immortal, from foundation building to later stage, it is divided into the early, middle and late stages.
Chapter completed!