Chapter 421: Immortals Accept Disciples
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It was dawn, and snoring was still ringing around the corner of the street. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It was Ah Shan and Ah Xiong sleeping soundly, not only the snoring was undulating and orderly, but the sleeping position wrapped in animal skins was also quite consistent.
Wu Yi is next to the father and son, with his back against the corner, half lying and half sitting, as if dozing off. It's just that his eyes open and close slightly, and his fluttering expression is sometimes far and near.
In Kanshui Town, there are monks haunted.
Although he has no cultivation and divine sense, his former eyesight is still there. If I was not mistaken, I met three monks in front of the inn. It's not worth it in the past. Now that I saw it unexpectedly, I couldn't help but be shocked.
Compared to mortals, they are not just three monks, but masters of the Immortal Dao, the existence of life and death!
At that time, if I wanted to talk to me or ask a question or two, it was difficult to get my wish, and I was only driven away as a pig and a dog. If you are not careful, you may even cause serious trouble.
Alas, now that I am in a different place, I am more and more eager to cultivate. However, all the mana and supernatural powers have disappeared with ten years of sleep. Could it be that the past has become a dream? If it is a dream, why is it so clear and unforgettable?
Wuyi stretched out his hand and pulled the animal skin to cover his cheeks, and silently shrunk into a ball.
I still remember that the thunder and fire of the Heavenly Tribulation were rolling, and the moment the body exploded, he turned into a meteor with seven sword lights, crossing the vast sky. I don't know how long, I fell suddenly, I was unconscious, and the world was in chaos. Gradually, the spirit condensed, and the light reopened. Then everything is reborn, just like the vicissitudes of life. When I woke up in a trance, I was already sitting naked and alone in the silent cave. But I don't know where I am, and I can't tell my own self in a daze. So I sat for a long time, and then I slowly remembered the former Xiling Fengyue, the iron-blooded battlefield, the Xianmen strife, and the quiet Red Dust Valley, as well as the tombs full of wild flowers.
Nothing in the past is a dream. If it's a dream, it's still in a dream.
In other words, the tear between the present and the past makes it difficult for people to accept, and they can't help but hesitate and be helpless. In particular, the lost cultivation was unexpectedly nowhere to be found......
"Ah Xiong, don't snooze!"
Ah Shan woke up, followed by the movement of the father and son getting up, as well as Ah Xiong's yawn, and the happy laughter: "Hehe, wake up, it's dawn!"
Blameless put away his thoughts, pretended to be awake from sleep, smiled at the father and son, and then climbed up. After packing up, according to Ah Shan's instructions, he and Ah Xiong carried the mountain goods on their backs and walked east along the street.
Several shops that bought mountain goods opened early.
Ah Shan is familiar with the way, and he is familiar with the shopkeeper, and within half an hour, he has bought and sold. He pinched a few pieces of broken silver, and took Ah Xiong and Wu Blame to the nearest soup shop. After eating and drinking, he purchased ironware, salt, linen and other household items, and then left Kanshui Town to embark on his return journey. There are still more than 100 miles of mountain roads to go home, but there is no delay.
Wu Yi followed the father and son to sit at the low table in front of the shop, holding the soup bowl and tasting it slowly, not forgetting to raise his eyes to look at the street scene and the pedestrians on the street.
Ah Xiong poured a bowl of soup into his stomach in a few gulps, then jumped up and begged with a smile: "Daddy, I promised Ah Wolf to buy candy to eat......
Ah Shan carefully took out a broken piece of silver from his bosom and placed it heavily in Ah Xiong's hand. Before he could say a word, Ah Xiong had already turned around and ran away. He shook his head, picked up half of the cake and crushed it and threw it into the soup bowl: "Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, they still can't grow up!" He complained and said, "No blame, you and Ah Xiong are the same age, but you are much calmer." And such a meal is really rare, it's not as good as Ah Xiong's mother!"
Wu Yi took the soup bowl and swallowed slowly, almost choking.
Ah Xiong's father's eyes are really choking.
I'm dozens of years old, and I'm a human being in two lifetimes. The experience is even more extraordinary. Now it's not as good as Ah Xiong's mother, a woman in the mountains?
And the people in the mountains are upright, but what do they say.
Wu Yi put down the soup bowl and smiled slightly: "In the eyes of my father, the child will never grow up." And in front of the father, the child will always be a child......"
Ah Shan's body is strong, and his appearance is rough, which is to eat cakes and drink soup, and it is also a very hard posture of opening and closing. It's just that when eating and drinking, the blazing eyes are always looking at the blameless. After a moment, he burped, then he nodded, and said solemnly: "No blame, you are not an ordinary person......"
Wu Yi was slightly stunned and speechless.
The more upright a person is, the more elusive it is to speak.
At this time, Ah Xiong came running from a distance, his face was full of surprise, and he shouted: "Daddy, big brother without blame, the immortals collect apprentices......"
Unexpectedly, Ah Shan was a little surprised, grabbed the package, paid the soup, got up and said, "Go home, don't make your mother anxious!"
Ah Xiong ran to the front with a whirlwind, and Wu Zi was excited: "Daddy, I want to worship the immortals as a teacher......"
But his father ignored it and strode out of the soup shop.
Blameless, thoughtful.
Ah Xiong still refused to give up, and hurriedly blocked the way of the two: "Daddy, I worship immortals as teachers, and I can turn into a rainbow and fly ...... in the sky."
Ah Shan was forced to stop, and his face sank: "Bastard thing! You are flying freely, where do you put your father and mother? The world is difficult enough, and cultivating immortals is not a smooth road, but there are three long and two short, how can you be worthy of your father's nurturing grace? Get out of here for me—"
Ah Xiong was suddenly scolded, a little unexpectedly, took two steps back, and looked afraid. He didn't expect his father to be so strict, he suddenly felt aggrieved, his eyes were red, and his neck was raised: "If I don't go back, I'm going to worship the immortal ......" Before he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to run.
If a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy really runs away and hides in the mountains, it will be difficult to find it for a while, and it will be even more unimaginable if he encounters an accident.
"Dare to run half a step, I will break your legs!"
Ah Shan panicked in his heart and spoke out to stop him. But seeing that Ah Xiong was still staring at him, he would run wildly at any time, obviously insisting on going his own way, like a bull that could never be pulled back. He was anxious, angry, and helpless: "Come back to me, I have something to say......"
"Daddy, did you agree?"
"I ...... Let's go and see......"
"Well, Daddy, big brother who is not to blame, come with me-"
Ah Xiong saw that his father was relieved, and smiled as if he was relieved, but he was afraid of being repented, so he turned around and ran the way he came.
Ah Shan was worried, stomped his feet heavily, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn thing, I have been stubborn since I was a child......" He glanced back, embarrassed and said: "I have been to and from Kanshui Town many times, and I have also seen flying immortals, I am not a good person, I am really afraid that Ah Xiong will go astray......"
Wu Yi watched the quarrel between the father and son, and did not interject, and the matter had come to this point, he had to persuade: "Dad hurts, the son doesn't know, beating and scolding are all love!"
Ah Shan was stunned and was very pleased: "Such a truth, it is rare to hear ......"
Wuyi smiled slightly, and continued to comfort: "If there is an accident, I will accompany Ah Xiong!"
Ah Shan didn't have time to say more, and nodded again and again.
When the two of them arrived at the west end of the town, a large group of people had gathered in front of the water view inn. Ah Xiong was jumping and waving.
I saw that on the steps of the inn, there were three middle-aged men standing, all dressed in fluttering clothes and with extraordinary bearing. On either side of the stairs stood four or five young men, all fifteen or sixteen years old, in their early twenties, all respectful and full of glory.
"My Yunxiao Pavilion is the famous Great Immortal Gate, and now it is the time when the mountain gate is opened, and the three of my brothers and sisters came to Kanshui Town to recruit disciples. Young and strong, the best are included ......"
"On the last day of today, those who are destined must not miss the opportunity!"
The man at the head was purple-haired and brown-eyed, tall and long-armed, and had a whip wrapped in animal skin and gold wrapped around his arm. The one who echoed the voice, with black hair and brown eyes, a sinister smile on his face, and a smug word with a sense of demagogy.
The three of them are indeed from the Immortal Sect, and the method of recruiting disciples in this way is also fresh.
After saying this, the crowd was in an uproar, men, women and children all responded, but there were very few young and able-bodied.
Of the three men, only the one with black hair and black eyes was always smiling. He looked up at the sky and urged: "Two senior brothers, this place is remote, it is not easy to recruit five people, it is better to hurry!"
"And me—"
Ah Xiong watched for a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, raised his hand high and said: "My name is Ah Xiong, I want to worship the immortal gate......"
His father Ah Shan couldn't stop him, but he didn't dare to attack in front of the immortals, so he was so anxious that he stomped his feet again, and couldn't help but look at the side. Before he could cry out for help, someone had already crossed the crowd: "Plus me, the blameless ...... of Fangji Village"
Ah Xiong turned his head and was overjoyed: "Big brother without blame, you and I are together, it's so good......"
He grinned and responded, but he was stunned. Three pairs of eyes came to him, and three chills fell on his head. Ah Xiong beside him stumbled backwards and was grabbed by him.
But in an instant, the chill disappeared, and then someone laughed and said, "With two more disciples, it's time to set off!"
Inexplicably, he became a member of the fairy gate. How did it become so easy to recruit Xianmen disciples?
Wu Yi was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but ask: "Although the two of us are young and strong, we may not be able to cultivate the immortal spirit root......
Two brown-eyed men had waved their hands to disperse the congratulatory crowd and walked down the steps with their toes high.
Another man walked past Wu Blame's side and looked back suddenly: "Oh, you know the way of cultivating immortals?"
There was a lot of noise around the crowd, and there was chaos in front of the inn.
Blameless self-conscious, he hurriedly said: "It's just ...... I heard"
"Everything has spirituality, so why should immortal cultivators care about spiritual roots. Don't you see the sanctification of the flesh, abound!"
The black-eyed man seemed to be very patient, and after speaking, he taught again: "Young man, everyone is the same!" He smiled and dropped a deep glance, waved his hand and said: "Hugh and delay, and go outside the town to take the cloud board!"
Although he came prepared, he was still a little confused. What I heard and saw was very different from Shenzhou. And the cloud board, what is it?
The crowd gathered around the three immortals and seven new disciples and came to the hillside at the west end of the town.
In the blink of an eye, a white light came out of thin air, turning into a white cloud with a radius of four or five zhang, floating quietly from the ground.
In the eyes and exclamations of everyone, the three immortals took their disciples to step on the white clouds one by one.
"Ah Xiong—"
Ahsan finally squeezed through the crowd, his eyes were already choked with tears in his eyes.
"Daddy—"
Ah Xiong Shangzi was immersed in the vertigo of excitement, a little carried away, and listened to the call, and then came back to his senses slightly. And he timidly agreed, and was at a loss. A palm fell on his shoulder, and someone replied for him: "If I live, Ah Xiong will be safe......"