"It seems there is a house under the lake." The summoner seemed to have discovered the mainland

"It's not just a house, but a small town is flooded under the lake. It's called Xueqi Town. It turns out that the town was on the mountain. Later, it rained heavily and the mountain suffered a severe landslide. Half of the mountain and the town sank to the bottom of the water, so it became what it is now." While speaking, Wang Hao caught a few small fish neatly, cleaned up and set up the fish. After a while, the fragrance was wafting. The technique was professional. You never have to worry about being hungry when you are with a fat man.

"You are not very eloquent?" Despite being grateful to the fat man, the summoner still complained while eating fish: "There should be a beautiful story in such a scene, such as couples, love, etc. The description you just now is not attractive enough."

Xiaoyixian also has a deep feeling. Wuyi Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and Huashan Mountain. The scenery of these places is beautiful, but what attracts people is beautiful legend. The fat man’s previous story is obviously not exciting, and even the story is not considered a story.

Wang Hao also did not deny that "the person who told me stories was indeed more tempting than I said. I just omitted the middle process just to save time and directly told the ending, anyway, the final result was the same, everyone sank into the lake and drowned."

What’s important is the process. The summoner couldn’t help but shake his head. Being with the fat man is destined to miss many beautiful things. In addition to the food, the fish cooked by Wang Hao is definitely the best. Not only does the summoner praise it, but the little medical immortal also has a big appetite. So she took out the small wine jar with her.

In an instant, she seemed to return to the drizzle in Ya'an. The mysterious woman in white seemed to have disappeared for a long time. Wang Hao actually missed her a little reluctant to look away. After all, the fat man liked the more woman in white who could not speak and liked to drink quietly.

Xiao Yixian discovered his abnormality and ridiculed: "Don't be stupid and greedy, you don't have to carry more than 30 seasonings. You basically have to bring a kitchen with you. Are you tired?"

The fat man shook his head vigorously. The woman in white became a little medical immortal. This is an unchangeable fact. So he once hated Zhuo Yue because Zhuo Yue created a perfect woman for him and then tore the woman apart. Then he replied: "You don't feel tired if you carry a big pot on your back. What's the hardship of missing jars when I bring some bottles and bottles?"

Xiaoyixian knew that he was going to complain again, but a hint of joy arose in his heart. Whether the woman in white in Ya'an or the resourceful little medical immortal, they were all part of Zhuo Yue or Zhuo Yue's own personality tended to be a woman in white, but as the elder of Binglanshui Pavilion, he must have put on the face of Xiaoyixian.

The summoner's physique is not much better than that of ordinary people. In addition to his age, Wang Hao led everyone to the hunter's house for the night. Why did he come here anxiously, but suddenly he was not anxious at this moment. Although Xiao Yixian was strange, he didn't ask.

In the evening, Xiaoyixian and the summoner finally heard the legend about Blood Flag Town. It was a sad and moving love story, just like most love stories. It was a tragedy. The summoner forced himself to be energetic and then returned to the room to sleep with satisfaction.

Wang Hao stayed to drink with the old hunter. As soon as he went up the mountain, the fat man met the hunter. In the past, he used to be free to eat and drink, but he never complained. Now he finally returned the hunter's meat and the fat man gave out wine, but he still had to be responsible for cooking.

At two o'clock in the morning, the hunter was unable to drink, and before he could get back to the room, he slept soundly by the bonfire.

"You seem to be familiar with this place?" Although not afraid of the cold, Xiaoyixian still approached the fire. This is the difference between her and Tuobawu. Tuobawu seemed to be different everywhere, with a stunning appearance, extraordinary family background, extraordinary talent, and always outstanding when he was with Tuobawu, the fat man would also feel happy, but it was too tiring to get that happiness, and the fat man was unwilling to be wronged.

But the little medical immortal is just the opposite. He has a look that is not inferior to Tuobawu, but does not show any sharpness. It is like a white flower swaying in the wind in the wilderness, which makes the fat man hear it. Although the fat man knows that she is outstanding and excellent than Tuobawu, the fat man thinks she is easy to get close to. Even if it is Tuobawu, it doesn't matter if it is Tuobawu, any small joke will be blamed. Or it is a disappointed look. It would be better to just blame him directly.

But Xiao Yixian is not good at everything. At least she is not easy to deceive. Her intelligence makes Wang Hao unbearable

"I'm from Sichuan, what's so strange about being familiar with here?" Wang Hao took a sip of wine and sighed: "It would be great if you could go back to the past."

Xiao Yixian looked up at the starry sky and asked, "Do you don't like me talking or I'm too smart? Do you still have to pretend to be stupid when you are a friend? Pretend to be mute. The problem lies in your heart. When I was in Ya'an, I didn't deliberately change myself, but I was afraid that you wouldn't dare to speak. I was still Zhuo Yue from the past. It's because you feel different. You are wary of me. Of course, you are afraid that I am smart. Do you think I am stupid when I was in Ya'an? Also, why do you want me to be stupid? Unless you are going to lie to me or have something to hide from me, otherwise, what reason do you want me to be stupid?"

"Mysterious, why am I wary of you and why am I lying to you again?" Wang Hao looked away with guilt.

"Yes, why are you wary of me? If you don't slander it, it's still early. Are you baking a deer leg?" Xiao Yixian lay comfortably on the grass, at least she was not wary of the fat man.

After drinking all night, the next day, the three of them said goodbye to the hunter and followed the winding stone steps up the mountain. After two days and two nights of trekking, the familiar hut finally appeared in everyone's sight. These could be found by foreigners. Even Wang Hao envied his luck.

Everything in front of me is still so familiar, just like when my master was there, Wang Hao walked into the room silently and the hut was gone, and the building was empty, leaving only a cold alchemy furnace.

Where did the master go? Did he really ascend? Wang Hao felt in love with the scene and gently stroked the old friend of the Dan Furnace with his fingers, who had burned the elixir day and night, but now he has become cold

"This is what I was like when I came." The summoner sighed regretfully.

"Hey, this is clearly a elixir furnace. The god you are talking about is an alchemist." Xiao Yixian had such an insight. He immediately discovered the mystery of it. Wang Hao was not in the mood to take care of his problems, and did not care about any concealment. He walked towards his master's room with great worries.

The master was indeed gone. The bed was not even quilted, and there was an incense burner on the coffee table. After driving the apprentice away, the only one Dan King was left here. There was no need to worry about embarrassing anyway, so the old man simply saved the effort of tidying up the bed.

Wang Hao searched the room, but the master left nothing behind. It turned out that he had no worries. Why should he be persistent? Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh at himself. Everyone expected to ascense as if it was the ultimate goal of cultivation. However, for those who stayed in the mortal world, the ascension was not much different from those who died. It was just the person who lost his closest relatives. The Dan King refused to be sad and refused to make his disciple sad, so he took the opportunity to play the role of the fat man and drove down the mountain.

The fat man had no intention of sleeping. He first helped the master to make the bed, then cleaned the room spotlessly and then came to the cliff alone to wait for the dawn to come. The master left in vainly. Naturally, the Dan King's cultivation level could not be lost. Ascension? Sometimes there was a difference between guessing and confirming, and the fat man could not accept this way of breaking up.

"You know the original owner at this time, do you?" Xiao Yixian appeared quietly behind her.

"Can you be so smart, can't you guess?" The fat man found the wine pot again and vaguely guessed her purpose.

Xiao Yixian sat on the edge of the cliff and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I did guess a rough idea, and I was indeed a little curious, but I didn't have to gossip to find out if I said I was here to comfort you, you would definitely not accept it. Bo, I did comfort you. When Master ascended, I felt very uncomfortable. If you check in detail what I did, you can feel more comfortable?"

"Drink with me, just like before." In the dark night, only the fat man was left with the sound of drinking.

After not chasing me for a long time, Xiao Yixian suddenly asked, "You told me to pretend to be mute again? This seems unfair. You have a lot of things to lie to me, right?"

Although the fat man drank a little too much, he could still think about it. After thinking about it, he said, "There is indeed something to hide from you, but that is not a cheat. You didn't ask me yourself, and there was not a lot, just a little bit."

"How much is your little bit? Can you tell me? As a confidant, you should be honest with each other." Xiao Yixian struck while the iron was hot, and it should be said that he was asking by drinking a condom.

"Well, why not ask me, I promise that I will tell the truth, okay?" Wang Hao was already drowsy

Xiao Yixian said a few interesting sentences, "Is there a limit on the number of questions? Isn't it okay to ask just how many you want? Then I'll make a lot of money."

"There is no limit on the quantity, you can ask casually before I fall asleep." Wang Hao suddenly fell to the ground while speaking, but was immediately pulled up by Xiao Yixian again

"The old god here is actually the Dan King, right?" After receiving the fat man's promise, the little doctor asked incisively.

"Yes" Wang Hao nodded without hesitation, at least there is still integrity.

"You are the apprentice of Senior Dan King, are you?" Xiao Yixian took advantage of the victory and chased.

Wang Hao shook his head, of course not

"Then what does it have to do with the Dan King?" Xiao Yixian smiled proudly, seeing how he could justify himself.

It is not difficult to make all this guess. Since the moment the summoner appeared, the identity of the fat man has come out. First of all, the fat man respects the gods mentioned by the summoner, and adds an old word in front of the gods. Just imagine, who has the fat man respected since he appeared?

Then he promised the summoner to refine Stardust sand. This kind of treasure that even the little doctor immortal had never heard of was obviously not made by refining weapons. The alchemy furnace in the hut also illustrates this point after coming to the Longmen Mountains, the summoner was nominally led by the way, but the fat man seemed to have returned home. First, there was a story about Blood Flag Town, and then the hunter who was so familiar that he could not be familiar with him anymore

The most exaggerated thing is that when the fat man arrived at the hut, he made the bed and cleaned the room in silence, and he was still touching the Danluo and staring in a daze. He was completely completely selfish, and he was completely different from the two of them. The fat man knew the owner of the hut, and he had lived here for a while.

The only person who knows how to refine alchemy in this world is the Dan King. The Dan Furnace undoubtedly shows that the identity of the owner of the hut Dan King lives in seclusion here. The guest who is beside him must be close people. Speaking of being close, he is a disciple. The cultivation world takes his descendants very lightly. Based on this, it is probably his disciple.

"I have no relationship with Senior Dan King." The fat man decisively rejected the relationship between the fat man and the Dan King himself as a master and apprentice. However, when he was driven down the mountain inexplicably, he did not have the face to call himself Dan King's disciple? Of course, the fat man refused to say that he was the abandoned disciple of the Dan King. He was not originally, and if he wanted to blame, he could only blame the Dan King for making the decision.

However, now he has fulfilled his disciples' identity protection. Since the fate of the master and disciple has ended, it has nothing to do with the Dan King. Therefore, Wang Hao said that he has nothing to do with the Dan King, which is not a lie.

No matter how smart Xiaoyixian is, she can't guess the twists and turns of the whole thing. Looking at Wang Hao's painful expression, she doesn't seem to be lying and continuing to ask for fear of arousing Wang Hao's sadness. She simply changed the subject and asked: "Then can you tell me what Stardust Sand is?"

The summoner came to China from thousands of miles to a bag of stardust sand and found senior Danwang. The hardships can be imagined. So what is stardust sand? It is worth the summoner's attention and he will exchange it with fire flame crystals. All of this made Xiao Yixian feel curious, but she could not ask Wang Hao, nor would she want to inquire with the summoner, and she kept this curiosity until now.

Wang Hao was a little unconscious and Wang Yao replied: "The so-called summoning technique cannot really summon ancient divine beasts, or demon gods. They just use formations to summon the souls of the dead. In essence, it is similar to the Chinese spirit-torture, but their methods are more skillful. You also know that the kind of spirit is useless. Ordinary people can't even see it, which means they can even scare people if they become ghosts. Therefore, the things they summon have no value, and they are no different from magic tricks. Only a very small number of summoners can use props to present the people they summoned or the divine beasts in front of the audience.

"If the soul is only drawn, there is nothing to be surprised about. You can do it at any time if you find a Taoist priest. Moreover, even if you can see the soul, there are ways to see the soul, but we tend to practice ourselves, such as opening the yin and yang eyes, and abroad like to apply various medicines to the soul, so that they can be seen by ordinary people. But no matter in any country or era, no matter the principle of magic is wonderful and dazzling, if there is no power, it is an inequality trick."
Chapter completed!