Eight hundred kilometers away, Penglai Pavilion.

Penglai Pavilion lives on Danya Mountain, is composed of different ancestral temples, halls, pavilions, pavilions and other buildings, since the Qin Emperor sought immortals to collect medicine and eight immortals crossed the sea, it is well known to the world.

With the passage of time, with the rapid development of the tourism industry, Penglai Pavilion has gradually been draped in the veil of a tourist mecca.

There is an endless stream of tourists, and even many of them visit everywhere in the name of seeking immortals, but in the end they get very little.

It is rumored that Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou are all in the sea, where the gods live, and people can't do it.

According to the three mountains of Fangshi, the name of the grass, trees, birds, beasts, gods and monsters, the palace is grand, the qi is weak and peaceful, if you can really find the fairy pavilion, you can live forever.

Penglai Pavilion is on the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the tour guides wave flags to introduce it.

There were two people, an old man and a young man, who were dressed in Taoist robes, and the old man looked around, looking stupid, and smiling all the time.

The young one, on the other hand, looked solemn and sighed twice from time to time.

"Uncle Shi, there are so many people here, how can you find the Penglai Pavilion in the legend and let the immortals cure your madness?"

The young Taoist priest muttered to himself.

The old Taoist priest clapped his hands and shouted: "Looking at the mountain from afar, it is not a mountain, and it is not a pavilion when you look closely. ”

When the young Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help frowning: "Uncle Shi, you are talking nonsense again, if the Penglai Pavilion where the immortals live is really at the bottom of the sea, then even if we go down, we will definitely be drowned, where can we find it?" ”

"Hehe, I can't find it, I can't find it."

The old Taoist priest smiled stupidly, and suddenly his eyes kept going, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, he broke free from the young Taoist priest's hand, and ran forward excitedly.

"Penglai Pavilion is like spring all year round, I want to see spring, I want to see spring."

While shouting, the old Taoist priest drilled directly under the skirt of a girl in a short skirt.

The girl was taking pictures around with a camera, and suddenly saw someone drilling under her skirt, and she was so frightened that she shouted: "Hooligan, catch hooligan." ”

The girl was like an electric shock, and she withdrew several meters directly, pointing at the old Taoist priest and scolding: "Old rascal, stinky and shameless, dead wolf!" ”

The cursing continued.

The surrounding tourists also gathered around and pointed at the old Taoist.

Seeing this, the young Taoist priest hurriedly stepped forward to grab the old Taoist priest, arched his hand at the girl, and said apologetically: "This girl, I'm really embarrassed, my uncle is crazy, he didn't mean it." ”

The girl was still blushing and scolding, but when she heard the words, she took a closer look, but saw that the old Taoist priest was curled up in the arms of the young Taoist priest, like a frightened deer, she couldn't help but glance at her, turned her head and left.

"I want to see the spring, see the spring."

When the old Taoist priest saw the girl gone, he couldn't help but scream again.

The young Taoist priest sighed: "Uncle Shi, this spring is not the other spring." ”

The young Taoist priest's gaze slowly turned to the sea.

On top of the mountain, as far as the eye can see, the waves are turbulent, and the waves crash against the shore block, making a rumbling roar.

The young Taoist priest looked lonely: "I've been looking for so long, isn't there any Penglai Immortal Pavilion in the rumor, and there is just this tourist attraction that has been set foot in by the world?" ”

"Hehe, the bottom of the sea, the bottom of the sea......"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have forgotten the spring light just now, followed the young Taoist priest's gaze, stretched out his hand stupidly, pointed to an island far away, and kept muttering.

The young Taoist priest was stunned, glanced at the old Taoist priest blankly, and said suspiciously: "Uncle Shi, are you the real Penglai Immortal Pavilion at the bottom of the sea?" ”

"Under the sea, hehe, under the sea."

The old Taoist priest was still smiling stupidly.

A trace of perseverance flashed in the young Taoist's eyes, and he suddenly said: "That's it, Uncle Shi, although you are crazy, I have never treated you as a madman, I always believe in Uncle Shi's ability, okay, just give it a try!" ”

Then, the young Taoist priest pulled the old Taoist priest and walked down the mountain, towards the direction of the sea.

The two Taoist priests were none other than Zhu Ya and Wu Banxian.

Zhu Ya brought Wu Banxian to Penglai Immortal Pavilion to find the immortal in the rumor and let them help Wu Banxian cure his madness.

Maybe for ordinary people, immortals are ethereal, and it is impossible to exist at all, but for Zhu Yalai, who is a cultivator, he has always believed in it.

It's just that after coming for so long, Zhu Ya took Wu Banxian to find Taoism, go to the ancestral temple, and worship the monks, but none of them were obtained.

Zhu Ya even felt that his obsession was wrong, and began to wonder if there were really immortals.

However, when he heard about Wu Banxian's bottom of the sea, Zhu Ya was skeptical.

But holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Zhu Ya still decided to go to the sea to have a look, even if he was buried in the belly of the fish, it was better than not gaining anything all day.

In Zhu Ya's heart, although Wu Banxian is his uncle, he is better than his relatives.

The living are parents, and respecting teachers is important.

…………

Liu Lang's train was four o'clock in the afternoon.

After separating from Zhao Erdan, Liu Lang got on the train in a hurry, and his heart was about to fly home.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know the way, I'm afraid Liu Lang would have picked up the ghost king and ran all the way back.

Watching the train speed, Liu Lang greeted the eighteenth generation ancestor of Huang Shisan in his heart.

dared to threaten his parents, which really fattened his guts.

Although Liu Lang was not Huang Shisan's opponent at all before, but now that it was the time of the Great Consummation of the Ghost Transformation Realm, Liu Lang was no longer afraid of Huang Shisan, the weasel spirit.

Although today's rat spirit peanut can't turn into a human form, after following Liu Lang to practice the ghost king technique, although he is still a demon body, he can change greatly, and his cultivation is no worse than before.

Peanut was afraid of attracting people's eyes, so he shrunk and hid in Liu Lang's pocket.

"Master, has Huang Thirteen offended you?"

Peanut asked quietly.

Liu Lang said in a dull voice: "Do you remember the fairy veins when you first saw me?" ”

Peanut was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something: "Master, that immortal vein is this Huang Thirteen's?" ”

"Hmm."

Liu Lang stopped talking.

Peanuts don't ask anymore.

As the train moved at high speed, the light outside became dimmer and dimmer, and soon it was more than ten in the evening.

The lights were turned off in the carriages, and many passengers slowly fell asleep.

But where can Liu Lang sleep, he has been looking out the window, but his heart has already flown back home.

"Huang Shisan, if you dare to touch a single hair of my parents, I will definitely make you die a good death!"

Liu Lang thought viciously.

"Hey, did you sleep?"

Just as Liu Lang was staring out the window, he suddenly heard a girl in the next seat whispering.

Liu Lang hurriedly turned his head and saw that the girl was not calling herself, but the boy who was traveling with her.

The boy was lying on the seat of the car, and was shouted by the girl, and opened his eyes very reluctantly: "What are you doing?" ”

The girl smiled: "I just saw a fun thing on the Internet, it's a pen fairy, let's have fun, okay?" ”