"Why did it seem like it was thundering in the second half of last night?"

"Is it thunder? I thought someone set off fireworks in the middle of the night! The noise was so loud. If it weren't for being too sleepy, I really wanted to get up and watch!"

"Just set off fireworks? Where does the thunder come from in the middle of winter?"

A group of Taoists walked out of the alley, and there were several women discussing next to them.

Walking down the street, several vendors gathered together to discuss:

"It is said that the gods and emperors in the sky are eliminating filth on New Year's Eve. Recently, we have some more dirty things than in previous years!

This year will be much more peaceful!"

"I was the same last night. When I heard thunder and thought it was setting off fireworks. I was about to get up to see it, but I heard a voice calling for Queen Yuan Jun to spare my life. I knew something was wrong when I heard it, so I lay back immediately!"

"Empress Yuanjun? Which Empress Yuanjun?"

"Which other concubine Yuanjun? Look at the Dingfeng Temple in the city, how many concubines are there?"

"Did you see it?"

"Just didn't see it!"

"Why don't you go and see it? What are you afraid of with the gods? Maybe you can still get blessings!"

"Can immortals be watched by mortals? Have you ever heard of the story of someone in the north seeing a real dragon? You will be blind after just one look! If you see the true body of the Queen Yuanjun, I can't bear it. Even if I'm not blind, I will probably have to live a few years later!"

A group of Taoists walked past them.

The Taoists looked at them with a funny look, and they looked at the Taoists strangely and watched them leave.

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze and looked at the Empress Yuanjun beside him.

Empress Yuanjun looked at her indifferently.

Even when we walked in front, the pedestrians on the roadside and tea shops were still talking about these things.

After all, it is not common to drop thunder in winter. Yesterday and today are sunny, which is even more strange. Dropting such a large amount of thunder is something that has never happened in Yangzhou before.

The younger generation of disciples listened with relish, with joy on their faces, and they wanted to turn their heads over and listen.

Who doesn’t like to hear people talking about bragging about themselves?

Although they did not do what they did last night, they also witnessed it personally. Moreover, what their master and uncle did was related to him. In addition, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a little bit of a mess.

Lin Jue has heard too much.

"The second senior brother refined a golden elixir, but it's time to think about it?" He said to the second senior brother beside him as he walked.

"Not counting. This golden elixir has fallen into the mortal world." The second senior brother became more calm, like an old Taoist, "What's more, this golden elixir is all done by the junior brother. My real thought is not about this, but about finding a path of my own elixir and refining one of my own golden elixirs."

"The senior brother's aura is even higher than the serious Danding Sect fellow Taoists who live in the mountains."

"It's just a thought, it's probably impossible to complete. You have to set it higher to be interesting."

"Who has the experience of practicing the four directions and five elements golden elixirs this time?"

"It's just a little bit. Compared with the Jindan Dao and the ancestors who created the Jindan in ancient times, it's almost insignificant." The second senior brother sighed.

"It's okay, since the senior brother has achieved real enlightenment, there is still time to study in the future." Lin Jue said, "By the way, how has the senior brother studied the golden elixir of the rebirth of the Shenhua that he gave to the senior brother before?"

"There is a material that has disappeared in that golden elixir. I asked the eldest and sixth junior brothers to ask several war immortals in the mountains, but they all said it was gone." The second senior brother shook his head and said, "I was studying how to use other materials or cultivate new materials to replace it, but it is most likely difficult to reproduce it."

"I see·--"

Lin Jue nodded, a little disappointed.

After so many years, he still remembers his promise to Mr. Fan Tian.

A group of Taoists slowly left the city.

"Fellow Daoist, let me send it here. Thank you for your care in the past few years."

There was no one in front and behind the road in the mountains. Both sides said goodbye simply. Jiang Zhaoren just nodded and his figure disappeared. Many Taoists were divided into two directions, a dark cloud flashing with thunder and lightning, and auspicious clouds exuding colorful light, carrying them ascend to heaven.

Go back to Qianshan first, then back to Fengshan.

The Yuanqiu Immortal Tree on the top of the mountain has grown to one person's height, but there is no care of immortals and no nourishment of immortal energy. Even if Fang Gong and others take good care of them, they have no signs of blooming and fruiting.

The original dan fruit on the mountain also stagnated.

It was not until the immortal returned and the fairy spirit rose again that the dan fruit trees and Yuanqiu trees on the mountain showed different vitality.

At this time, the emperors on earth had been in power for many years, and the princess gradually grew from a young girl to an adult, and then became a middle-aged man.

Those who followed him to conquer the world, gave birth to children for him, and those who dared to argue with him, the emperor, in the court, or even secretly fought wits, were already very old and began to wither one after another.

This emperor was extremely confident and felt that no one could shake his position. In addition, after eating the immortal fruit,

The life span was long, so the founding fathers, counselors or military generals of this dynasty became one of the few founding heroes in history who had a good ending in collectively.

The emperor began to feel lonely and lonely.

The prince began to be anxious.

Compared to the illusion, the emperor should be more patient, and not only let him supervise the country, but also tell him:

"Don't worry, when the time comes, Zhenren Lin will come to pick me up on the auspicious clouds. I will go to freely and freely, and will not delay you becoming the emperor."

This incident spread throughout the court.

He also passed half of the capital from the court.

The emperor guessed that it was the prince's work, but he just smiled. When the old friend who was not old came to visit, he treated it as a joke and told it to his old friend.

"How come the father and son of this world can never be like when they were young."

This is a sigh that emperors often have.

When the emperor comes to Fengshan for a trip next time, the danju and Yuanqiu trees on the top of the mountain are just right in bloom.

The flowers of the danguo tree are bright yellow, while the trees of Yuanqiu are light pink and nearly white, hanging on the branches. It happens to be the season when the spring breeze blows across the earth, and it is quite gratifying to mix with all kinds of flowers on the mountain.

The famous Lin Zhenren in the world was like an ordinary old farmer and his senior brother at this time. The only unusual thing was that he was holding a water bottle that seemed like a water bottle that could never be poured out. While taking care of the trees he planted, he advised him to have a proper condition while opening, and the whole world should also relax and recuperate.

Almost at this time, a young man had just listened to the old man telling the magical stories of immortals at the entrance of the village, and felt it was wonderful and fascinated.

Suddenly, I remembered the stories of my ancestors and gods told by my elders at home. I searched through my home and found a piece of talisman paper in an exquisite wooden box hidden under the wardrobe.

The boy placed it on a candle and lit it.

I looked at the talisman paper carefully, but nothing happened.

"Nothing-"

The boy muttered in a low voice, thinking it was a lie, but then a sound came from behind him:

"My name is Chen Niu!"

The boy was startled and turned around to look.

I saw a little kid in brown floating in the air, looking at her four or five years old, white and tender, wearing a small brown dress and a brown dome hat. There was a small ball on the hat, which was also brown. There was a little blush-like rosy on both sides of her face, but she stared at him with a serious face.

The boy was excited and scared:

"Can you - can you take me to find the gods? It's the legendary Zhenren Lin!"

The little devil stared at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly pointed at the door:

"Go to this side!"

It's a long journey.

There were countless winds, frost, rains and snow on the road, bandits, monsters, and monsters, thrilling and interesting stories. When he arrived at Fengshan, it was a year later. When he looked up, the deep mountains stacked into shadows seemed like endless barriers, and no one could cross them. If it were him a year ago, he would have felt awe, but now he is very firm in his heart.

Before he knew it, the small tree planted by Xu Yi in the mountains had grown into a big tree, and the flowers were no longer blooming around him, but were blooming above his head. For some varieties, they can be regarded as old trees.

The boy from the Wang family also walked to the deep mountains to find that there was such a peach blossom in this mountain.

All kinds of mountain flowers, some pink, some red, some yellow, some white, some light purple, some light blue, most of them bloom without leaves, and they are lush and scattered to decorate the entire forest, spectacular and shocking.

The boy couldn't help but feel a little dull.

"Go to this side!"

The little devil pointed his finger in one direction.

It was the bushes and thorns in the deep mountains and the thick mountain fog.

Huh! Suddenly, the wind blew, the mountain mist was blown away, and the thorns that I had just seen vaguely disappeared, revealing a road.

It was an ancient road full of moss and petals. There were few people. The road was surrounded by various fruit trees and mountain flowers. The falling petals almost completely covered it. The big trees and mountain flowers on both sides, high or low, pink or red, stood in the wind, and the petals were still falling like rain. A little ghost floated there and pointed at him at the depths of the ancient road.

This scene is very similar to the story of immortals he has heard.

But there are many kinds of stories about gods that I have heard. Some of them can really meet gods, while others are just tricks of monsters teasing or harming people.

The boy hesitated for a moment, picked up a stick, and then stepped onto the ancient road, murmured and walked forward:

"I don't know who built this path-

"Who planted this tree-"

The ancient mountain flower road, which has not been visited for a long time, finally welcomed a young man who came from his hometown and the old friend, and a little devil who led the way.

This picture is quite wonderful.

"Go to this side!"

The boy turned around frequently, and each person and a ghost were also moving further and further away, and deeper and deeper. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the mountain mist filled the mountain, and the ancient road in which the mountain flowers bloomed was invisible again.

At this time, it had been sixty years since the beginning of this dynasty.

Just like in the illusion, since the elder brother and the second brother became true and enlightened, for a long time, the senior brother Fuqiu Guan'er had not yet achieved enlightenment.
Chapter completed!