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Sitting in front of the door, he gossiped with Xuanyu, and in the end, he didn't speculate, and they fell silent.

So he leaned against the stone wall, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he was asleep, and continued to spread his senses, watching the wind pass through the valley, listening to the clouds and mist, and quietly feeling the eternity of heaven and earth and the changes of time. When the daylight shifts after noon, the mountain behind the Chixia Peak is even darker. He stood up and yawned, looked at the scenery in the distance, and looked in the direction of Hongxia Peak for a moment, and then turned around and returned to the cave in a hurry. A "bang" sealed the door. He is like a real monk, and he will continue to hide in the cave and be comfortable, and from then on day and night, and the years will be long!

Xuanyu was still guarding the stone on the edge of the cliff, concentrating. And with the closure of the cave on the other side, he opened his eyes, bored for a while, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

That blameless man is in prison, still unrepentant, but dares to laugh at his own situation, what a big joke!

But is he wrong again?

I remember that I came from a small remote village, with a father, a mother, and sisters and brothers, although I lived a hard life, I was content. That year's crops were plagued by pests, and the following year there were torrential floods. The village ran out of food, and relatives died one after another. When he was only five or six years old, he followed his two sisters out to dig wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger. The two sisters fell on the way and never got up again. Someone happened to pass by, threw himself on the carriage, who could not cry, and gave him a piece of stinky and rancid jerky, which saved him from the brink of death. Then he went to a market town and sold himself to a family surnamed Yu. The old couple is over half a hundred years old and has no children, and treats themselves as their own and loves them carefully.

He can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, he could have grown up like a normal child, married his own son, and started a family, but who expected that his kind stepfather and stepmother died of illness one after another. That year, he was only fifteen years old, and he also had a nice name, Yu Tianqing. But he didn't want to forge ahead, and he was unruly with a group of fox friends and dog friends all day long, and as a result, he ate empty mountains, sold houses and land, and finally took risks and did the business of stealing, but was betrayed by his accomplices, captured alive, and imprisoned in a town prison. Seeing that his life was not long, who expected that someone would rob the prison in the middle of the night, he followed him to the wilderness, and met a strange old man, who was later the master, and then became a disciple of Lingxia Mountain!

No exception, whenever fate is reversed, it may be pleasantly surprised, but it is always confusing.

When he became familiar with Lingshan, began his career as an immortal cultivator, and wanted to change his mind and face and be full of ambition, the master exhausted his longevity, causing his body to disappear. Then there was turmoil in the immortal gate, and after witnessing all kinds of conditions, I realized that the expected immortal path was not so carefree.

Becoming immortals, or immortal? Among the elders of the immortal sect, there are many people who are hundreds of years old, but they still cannot escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and they die one after another.

Today's self, although he has the cultivation of the fifth layer of the foundation building Dao people, and if he wants to become a real immortal, it is still unexpected. Since there is no hope of cultivation for a while, he participates in the disputes of the immortal gate, hoping for unexpected gains and opportunities, and dreaming of a shortcut to the sky in one step. And until this time, except for the busy day, there is still nothing, that is, if you want a moment of relaxation and pleasure, there is nowhere to find!

That innocent is not wrong!

I laughed at him for throwing himself into the net, but I didn't know that I was drawing a prison!

I like purple smoke, and my love is wrong. On the way to cultivating immortals, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cultivate to the realm of human immortals after exhausting the rest of my life. When all kinds of wishes are frustrated, it is unbearable to look back. I can't remember my original surname, or what my parents and siblings looked like. What's more, even the voice and smile of the stepfather and stepmother gradually became blurred, and disappeared into the depths of the dust with the past years!

Cultivating immortals, what are you cultivating......

Xuanyu couldn't help but look up at the sky, and suddenly had an urge to break free and return, and the clouds and mist in the sky were as good as before, so that people had nowhere to hide!

"Master—"

It was already dusk, and someone came from the front mountain.

Xuanyu snorted.

It was the apprentice Mu Shen who came, as if he was relieved that the catastrophe had been completed, and his face was happy. He quietly approached and said respectfully: "The disciple has been sent for three years, and today I am ordered to return to Hongxia Peak, and I have come to report it, so as not to worry about the master!"

Xuanyu nodded reservedly, and squeezed out a word from his mouth: "Hmm!"

Most of the monks of the Xianmen do not like to accept apprentices, and there is no benefit except for hard work. And the disciple Mu Shen he accepted was purely for ulterior motives. Fortunately, the other party is quite knowledgeable, and now he has to make mistakes!

Mu Shen looked at the scene around him, as if he had a guess: "Master! That's the cave of the head disciple......

He thought that the hard work was high, and now it was not what it used to be, and he spoke much more casually, which seemed that the master and apprentice were very close. And he forgot that the person he was talking about, even his master, had a headache.

Xuanyu was too lazy to be verbose, and said loudly: "From now on, you don't want to mess with him, you can't afford to mess with him!!"

Mu Shen suddenly came to his senses, said yes again and again, turned around and walked back, but he couldn't help but reach out and cover his waist, as if his ribs that had long healed were still aching.

Xuanyu's mind moved, and he turned around and asked, "Mu Shen, who are you from, who else is there in your family, do you cultivate immortals to gain immortality, or do you want to live happily for a while?"

Mu Shen had already taken a few steps, and his feet were paused: "I ......"

Xuanyu was impatient, and waved his hand to drive away: "Go, cultivate with peace of mind!"

Mu Shen was a little confused, but he didn't dare to question it, so he hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and then continued to walk the way he came. When I arrived at the front mountain, it was getting late, and the teleportation array was closed, and I couldn't leave Chixia Peak. He had to inform the disciple on duty, and then rested on his own. When he found a vacant cave, sat down in front of the door, and looked at the twilight shrouded peaks, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Three years ago, he set foot on Lingshan, who expected to worship the master, and encountered changes one after another, and then spent the whole day with a group of ordinary miscellaneous servants. Now that he has finally left Yujing Peak, the real Xianmen career will begin!

It's just a pity for that verse!

Can't afford to mess with him?

Alas, who would have thought that he, a mortal scholar, would be reborn as the head disciple, and not only that, but also pray for his forgiveness. And as a master of foundation building, didn't the master dare to provoke him? What did Master's words mean?

When Mu Shen thought of this, he couldn't help but have a dark eye, and there was a touch of gloom on his white face.

I never mentioned my origin to anyone, not to hide it, but to be unable to speak.

I was born in the Qinglou, that is to say, my mother is a woman who makes a living from the flesh and skin, and there is a title in the saying, bitch. And no matter who she is, she brought herself to this world. Who her father is, her mother said she doesn't know. She was a kind, weak, and obedient little woman who regarded the rich man as heaven and earth, and as her parents who supported her children. As for who that man was, maybe she really forgot......

I was looked down upon since I was a child, scolded as a little turtle slave, had enough of being humiliated, and had enough of suffering. In order to survive, in order to keep his mother from being bullied, he played tricks and tricks, and learned all kinds of methods to harm people.

I remember that it was a snowy night, and a sloppy old man came to the green building. The girls were disgusted and unwilling to pick up customers. He found his mother, and feared to refuse, so he cast several unbelievable spells, and showed off the immortal secrets and elixirs he carried. And when midnight fell, he revealed his quirks. The mother had the heart to beg for mercy, but she was tortured by him to death. At that time, I was sleeping next door, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pulled out my sharp blade and rushed over. The old man was caught off guard and stabbed several times, becoming even more crazy. The mother died tragically on the spot, and she was seriously injured, but she still killed the old man, and snatched his immortal method and elixir, and since then she has wandered around, but she also embarked on the immortal road by chance.

After that, I met Master in the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

And that Shangguan Master was too weird and terrifying. However, he wanted to pass on a rare immortal method to himself, and the price was to devour enough essence blood and soul for cultivation. So he seduced and killed one monk after another, and secretly prepared to go to Lingshan. And he went to the brothels of Qinglou in various places, playing with all kinds of women, wanting to vent his former humiliation and anger, but who expected that he would not be as happy as he imagined!

After that, because of an ordinary scholar, everything came to naught! Fortunately, I still came to Lingshan!

As asked, what is the purpose of cultivating immortals?

For a former little turtle slave, becoming a real prostitute is the biggest dream. For the current self, it is enough to be able to avoid humiliation and even change bad luck!

Does the so-called attainment of immortality and happiness really exist?

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Some people are reminiscing about the painful past;

Some people are struggling with the troubles of cultivating immortals.

Some people have never taken the immortal path to heart, but they are not trapped by the fog, even if they are puzzled for a while, they simply eat and sleep. He believed that when he woke up, the sun was still bright! As he said, the red dust may be troubled, and the Lingshan is not restless, dare to ask where to send it, and wave his sleeves, chasing the wind alone! Or that he has no time to be idle, he is very busy!

A wisp of breeze slowly swirls in the valley.

The moon was shining in the sky, and the silence was still there.

The breeze lingered in place for a moment, then plunged into the ground.

An hour later, a fresh breeze appeared beneath the cliffs of the mountain behind Zixia Peak. He discerned his direction for a moment and quietly sank into the rocks. And with the performance of the "Earth Walking Technique" and the "Ghost Walking Technique", a vague figure without blame instantly appeared. He followed the path he had taken and fled upward, exuding his consciousness with all his might.

Suddenly, the existence of mana gradually intensified, although it was subtle, but it was orderly.

It was a forbidden formation that guarded everywhere, and the slightest touch would alarm the Quartet. The strict prohibition is not invulnerable, and several of the gaps are clearly distinguishable, each with a thickness of several zhang or ten zhang. One of them was supposed to lead to Elder Miao Min's cave, but for some reason, it was blocked halfway, and the remaining passages were not abnormal.

Wrapped in a faint glow, Blameless slowly walked through the hard rock. It is as if the spirit and the mountain are one, and it is just like a fish swimming in the water. He waved the magic trick in his hand gently, and the whole person continued to go up. When the forbidden gap became narrower and narrower, he hurriedly disappeared again. In an instant, the surroundings suddenly opened up......