Just resisting the immortal? Qi Changjiang really didn't have the courage to kowtow repeatedly. He knew that he could save his life today because he did have some ability to manage the local area, but he had accepted bribes and became a bad official in the past.

Qi Changjiang felt depressed, trembling, and kneeled on the ground with no choice but to admit it. In his heart, he secretly greeted the dead 18th generation of Liu Fuyang's ancestors several times.

A god came to Qingshi County, killed the county magistrate, detained the prefect of Longtian Prefecture, and surrendered him to release the Xu family who was wronged and imprisoned in order to become the magistrate...

One by one, a series of news caused a stir in the small Qingshi County.

Many people rushed to the Xu family, wanting to see the true face of the immortal. I heard that even if you touch a trace of fairy energy, you can live for a long time.

In the past few days, the doorstep of Xu's house has been bustling with people every day. The yamen runners in the county yamen dare not take the duty and directly guarded the doorstep of Xu's house to maintain order.

But no one has ever seen the immortal from the Xu family.

The sun was so strong that Qin Haoxuan had already used an illusion to become an ordinary old farmer, shuttled through the crowd and looked around.

He has been wandering outside every day these days, walking through every inch of soil and seeing the small scenery of every place.

...There were waves of hot buns, the screams of livestock in the slaughterhouse on Niuyan Street, the soft hawking of the flower girl, the melodious sound of the blind man playing the piano at the corner of the street, etc., mixed together, with a strange atmosphere, constantly grinding, impacting Qin Haoxuan's heart.

He gradually realized that his Taoist heart, which had not been shaken for a long time, seemed to be gradually improving.

"...The Immortal King Dao said that all the desires in the world are whetstones, and it is true..." Qin Haoxuan's robe was swelling, and he realized something.

The experiences of these days have given him extraordinary insights into immortals, mortals, and the world, the seven emotions and six desires.

This kind of perception can only be understood in meaning, not in words.

Qin Haoxuan thought, his figure flashed and instantly appeared in the inner house of Xu's family.

Suddenly, the Xu family caused a sensation again, and everyone quickly gathered in the inner courtyard.

"Immortal, where have you been there in the past few days?"

"Immortal, you're back."

When the Xu family saw Qin Haoxuan, their eyes were full of gratitude.

Qin Haoxuan didn't say anything, and his quiet eyes swept across everyone's faces. Seeing that the Xu family had restored the spiritual atmosphere of the former wealthy family, he nodded in his heart, thinking that in this way, he could leave with peace of mind.

Moreover, Qi Changjiang is now the county magistrate here, and he killed the chicken and warned the monkey to make such a killing move. The Xu family will definitely be safe within a hundred years.

Seeing the immortal silent for a while, the Xu family gradually felt the atmosphere strange.

"Shangxian, you... aren't you leaving?" The old man from the Xu family thought of a possibility and asked in a trembling voice.

Qin Haoxuan nodded: "I am indeed leaving." Then his voice gradually became serious, staring at the Xu family: "But before leaving, I want to remind you."

"You are all descendants of my master. Now I have killed a group of people, which has shocked some sluts. Within a hundred years, the Xu family will definitely be safe. In the future, the Xu family may have someone to follow me to cultivate immortality. The Xu family should have developed well. But you must not bully others because you are descendants of immortals. Otherwise, how can I kill the Liu family today and how will I deal with the unrighteous people of the Xu family?"

The sound rumbled, echoing like thunder in the Xu family's residence. The momentum in the words had a mountain-like momentum, which made people almost suffocate.

Qin Haoxuan's gentle side in front of the Xu family has always been like a gentle breeze and drizzle, and has never been so strict and solemn. These words were so fierce, like a storm, which made the Xu family very frightened.

"I... I will definitely follow the words of the Supreme Immortal, and I will never bully the mermaid meat like the Liu family!" The old man of the Xu family hurriedly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Qin Haoxuan.

The other Xu family members also knelt down one after another, swearing to promise that they would never lose the face of the ancestor of the immortal family.

Seeing that the Xu family swore so seriously, Qin Haoxuan nodded secretly, and his figure flashed and disappeared in the Xu family's inner house.

In the blink of an eye, Qingshi County was already left far behind by Qin Haoxuan.

He suddenly realized that his state of mind seemed to have made some progress.

"I just said that, and I seemed to have some understanding again..." It was some extremely small and tough silk threads that polished his heart into a brighter and brighter place. There seemed to be a force in his body moving, which made Qin Haoxuan feel happy and happy in his heart.

After passing Qingshi Town and passing several prefectures, Qin Haoxuan flew across thousands of mountains and rivers overnight and arrived at the territory of Tangzhou thousands of miles away.

This time he went down the mountain, mainly to see the descendants of Master Xuan Jizi, and to visit Cao Qinghua, the disciple who had his memory sealed and sent down the mountain.

When Cao Qinghua's disciple was sent down the mountain, Qin Haoxuan was still trapped in the formation of the Chunyang Immortal King and was reluctant to leave. After coming out of the mountain and returning to Taichu, he felt quite regretful when he heard Cao Qinghua being sent down the mountain.

As soon as he entered Tangzhou, Qin Haoxuan suddenly discovered that the Qianliyuan fertile land was deserted and extremely dry.

After careful investigation, I found out that it had been drought for more than half a year, and many people have fled to the famine.

Upon hearing this news, Qin Haoxuan's brows couldn't help but frown. He could imagine that his disciple Cao Qinghua must have been very difficult to live in this environment as a mortal.

According to the address of Cao Qinghua's home that he had asked in the General Affairs Hall in advance, he hurriedly continued on his way.

Tangzhou is a small town called Heguan Town, on.

Xianglu Village is located on the east side of Heguan Town. Bypassing a stream and several hills, Qin Haoxuan saw the curling smoke and sparse houses from afar.

Several thin men were digging wells in the fields at the east end of the village, covered in damp yellow mud, and were very busy.

Qin Haoxuan calmed down his breath and hurried forward in three or two steps.

He smiled at a middle-aged man sitting on the field and resting, "Brother, can you tell me if Cao Qinghua lives here?"

"Cao Qinghua?" The middle-aged man was smoking a dry tobacco in his hand. He let out a smoke ring with a "bar tower" and looked at Qin Haoxuan up and down. He felt that Qin Haoxuan was extraordinary and asked with a strange feeling: "What are you asking about that stupid guy?"

Stupid?

Qin Haoxuan heard the contempt in the middle-aged man's words and said a "knock" in his heart.

"So, does Cao Qinghua live here?" Qin Haoxuan asked in a deep voice.

"That crazy person lives here naturally. No, the big wooden house at the west end of the village is his home. He lives with his mother. He hasn't even married a girl at this age, but it's a big joke in our village."

This middle-aged man spoke a fool, and kept a fool, which made Qin Haoxuan feel ache in his heart. Taichu's rules were like this. The loser was either a traitor disciple, or even worse, he was sent home. Of course... Taichu has his own unique skills to seal his wisdom.

Now it seems that Cao Qinghua must have been blocked from his wisdom, locked out all his memories, and became a fool...

The road to cultivating immortals... Qin Haoxuan sighed in his heart. It was really... too bumpy for many people. If he couldn't cultivate immortals, he would be a fool. This is not only in Taichu, but also in other immortal cultivators.

"Then... how stupid is Tsinghua University?" Qin Haoxuan asked tentatively. After all, although Taichu knew the rules, he still didn't know how far Taichu would lock the memory wisdom.

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Haoxuan with a strange look: "You are Cao Qinghua's friend? Haven't you heard that Cao Qinghua was selected by immortals to practice immortality a few years ago, and then returned? Oh, it's really a shame to our village."

"He was selected by the immortal before. At that time, everyone from nearby villages came to our village to send gifts. The whole village was very glorious. But he was actually returned by the immortal gate. If he hadn't had the ability and was stupid, how could he be returned? Of course he was a fool." The middle-aged man curled his lips with disdain.

Qin Haoxuan was silent. He understood that Cao Qinghua was probably not popular in this village now.

The main reason for being unpopular is probably the Taichu Teaching.

"The weak disciple is already desolate. If he doesn't even do the last thing, he will be bullied and despised in the mortal world for the rest of his life." Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but feel turbulent in his heart.

"The stupidest thing is that the fool actually has no memory of himself in the Immortal Sect... Ask him about the Immortal Sect, but he didn't know anything about it. He probably was stupid in cultivating immortals." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

Several other people also stopped their work and looked at Qin Haoxuan with strange eyes.

Although they are rural village men, they also have some vision. At least they can see that this young man in blue shirt is extraordinary. He should not be the friend that the fool Cao Qinghua can attach to, so he thinks it is really strange.

After asking the middle-aged man clearly, Qin Haoxuan slowly walked towards the west of the village. While chewing the middle-aged man's words, Qin Haoxuan felt a little moved in his heart - that disciple must be very distressed now.

The road to cultivation is long and cruel.

If a disciple who is selected but cannot even emerge will be sent back down the mountain, and all the memories of the immortal sect during this period will be sealed.

This is a very painful thing for those abandoned people who have been deported. They have no idea why they were deported down the mountain. Many people even feel depressed for a lifetime and their lifespan is even less than ordinary people.

In the afternoon, the warm winter sun shines lazily.

There is a field behind a wooden house at the west end of the village.

On the cracked fields, a strong young man was carrying a load of turbid water on his shoulders, lowering his head and meticulously irrigating the wheat fields.

The other fields around him were all bare, only the three acres of thin fields he was in were still green, and the greenery grew gracefully.

"A fool can farm, but only ten years will be borne by one. If he doesn't bear fruit for ten years, he will become a pig-headed woman..."

Near Tianchou, several cowherd dolls loudly making noise at the strong young man and making faces.

But the young man seemed to have heard nothing, moving the distance between the wheat seedlings little by little in a very strange way.

Seeing the familiar figure of the young man, Qin Haoxuan stopped from afar and carefully stared at the young man's every move when he was farming.

This young man is really meticulously planted and very seriously.

"Cao Qinghua..." Qin Haoxuan sighed in his heart.

Cao Qinghua's farming technique instinctively carried the basic technique of farming at the Taizu. Even if the memory was sealed, this technique had already been rooted into his bone marrow, and naturally unconsciously revealed from every move.
Chapter completed!