Han Xiangzi's eyes were empty and blank, and his upright body leaned weakly against the tree on the side, and he had nothing to love. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Want to reclaim the lottery?"

Suddenly, a word came from Han Xiangzi's ears, and a wave of light suddenly appeared in Han Xiangzi's empty eyes.

The figure flashed, and the four of Long Yunfeng appeared in mid-air.

"Are you immortals?" Han Xiangzi said suspiciously, after some things, he was not too surprised by the immortals.

"Yes. Long Yunfeng smiled and nodded, although he was expelled from the West Sea Dragon Clan, he was the Yunlong Emperor of the Dao Ancestor, who was more than the Six Emperors, and he regarded himself as an immortal, Ling'er was a member of the Yuding Zhenren Sect, and he was an immortal, and the iron fan and the jade flute were also people who intercepted the sect, and they were also immortals.

"Do you want to be with Yingcai?" asked Long Yunfeng with a smile.

"Yes. Han Xiangzi said without thinking.

"I can help you. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

"Why are you helping me?" Han Xiangzi knew that there was no free lunch in this world.

"I don't think Ao Guang is happy to see you, because the relationship between you and Yingcai does make me feel a little moved, and because you are useful. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

"Who are you, and what can I do for you?" said Han Xiangzi.

"I am the Yunlong Emperor of the Dao Ancestor, the Dragon Emperor of the Four Seas, and the person Ao Guang wants to kill the most. Long Yunfeng smiled faintly, and his body released the power of the vast and domineering emperor, Han Xiangzi was shocked, and he could hardly look directly at Long Yunfeng.

"You have the talent to become an immortal in your life, but you have no fate with the love of Yingcai, and you will end up without a disease, everyone in the world says, Hui Jian cuts the love silk, but I prefer this lover to eventually become a family, so I will help you. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

"Immortals must not be emotional, they need to abandon the seven emotions and six desires, and devote themselves to the Tao. If I become an immortal, how to stay with Yingcai. Han Xiangzi said, the weakness becomes an immortal, he is not unable to become an immortal, half a month ago, a lame beggar had asked him to cross him to become an immortal, but he needed to give up Yingcai, he gave up.

"Immortals must not be emotional? That is the Jade Emperor's heavenly rule, not mine, if you marry Yingcai, you will be a member of the Dragon Clan, and it is not his turn to be in charge of the Jade Emperor. Long Yunfeng said arrogantly, "It's just that at that time, you need to join my dragon clan, count me as a member of my dragon clan, are you willing?"

"As long as you can stay with Yingcai in this life, what's the harm in joining the Dragon Clan?" Han Xiangzi said freely.

Long Yunfeng smiled and nodded, Han Xiangzi's answer was also expected, his love for Yingcai alone was enough to make him give everything.

What's more, is it a shame to join the dragon clan? From a mortal to an immortal, enjoying a long life, I don't know how many mortals dream of it.

"That's fine, but there's one more thing you need to do to be with Yingcai. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

"What's the matter?" asked Han Xiangzi.

"Do you see that the plague is spreading in this land of the East China Sea, and the people are all over the wilderness?"

Han Xiangzi nodded, he has been in the East China Sea all these days, and the tragic situation of the victims is naturally in his eyes, but a few days ago he was like a walking corpse, he didn't even care about his own life, and where did he have the heart to care about the misery of others.

"What I want you to do is to go to the East China Sea to collect elixir and relieve this plague. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

This catastrophe is set up for the Eight Immortals, and only the Eight Immortals can solve it, and if the rest of the people forcibly intervene, it will be against the number of days, and it will definitely be taboo by the Heavenly Dao, causing the Heavenly Dao to dislike it.

If a cultivator dislikes the Heavenly Dao, he will inevitably have twists and turns on the path of cultivation, and even die in the middle of the journey.

Long Yunfeng, as a Heaven Slayer, didn't care so much, but just provoked the dislike of the Heavenly Dao out of thin air, which was more or less hindered. If it is a last resort, it is okay, for the sake of those tens of thousands of people, Long Yunfeng doesn't care, anyway, he killed Long Ling, destroyed the eighteen Arhats, crippled Li Jing's family, and let go of the Demon Ancestor Wutian in advance, none of which was liked by the Heavenly Dao, but Han Xiangzi, the key who didn't even need to look for a move, appeared in front of him, and Long Yunfeng naturally would not interfere for no reason.

"Good. Han Xiangzi nodded without hesitation and agreed, Confucianism has emphasized self-cultivation and governing the country to level the world, and it is his responsibility to save all the people.

"In that case, I will make you an immortal tonight. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

As soon as the words were finished, Long Yunfeng's originally smiling face suddenly became a little more solemn, although Han Xiangzi's immortal body was natural, and he was destined to be one of the eight immortals, but now he is still a mortal after all, and he can't have any mana, plus Long Yunfeng specializes in the art of fighting, so he can't be careless about this kind of spell.

Long Yunfeng's palm was placed on Han Xiangzi's head, the golden light flickered, the vast and domineering imperial qi spread, a golden dragon spiraled out, and a powerful spiritual power was injected into Han Xiangzi's body.

Han Xiangzi's face was hideous, his roots and muscles were bursting out, and a strong pain came from his limbs and hundreds of bones, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives.

It is not only like the feeling of a hob mountain, but also like the pain of being fried in a pan of oil.

From mortal to immortal, it is not easy. What's more, the dragon clan exercises are already strong and yang, **violent, and not something that the human body can bear.

If it is according to the original trajectory, Han Xiangzi will either be enlightened after losing his lover, so he will naturally have no pain when he becomes an immortal. Either it is ignited by Tie Guan Li and a few people, and it is transformed by the Taiqing Immortal Law, Taiqing Wuwei, and the mana is the most gentle, and there will be no such pain.

And now that he suddenly became Long Yunfeng, who had no experience at all, and the exercises were masculine and violent, Han Xiangzi suffered this unwarranted pain in vain.

It's just that if he can exchange this pain for the love of his life, Han Xiangzi would rather this pain be ten thousand times stronger.

At this moment, Han Xiangzi was suffering all the time, but he didn't shout a word and endured it silently.

Just when Han Xiangzi could barely bear it, a spiritual light suddenly rushed up behind his head, and half of the dark sky suddenly lit up.

Han Xiangzi's whole body was surrounded by an obscure and mysterious aura, his body was suspended in mid-air, a spiritual light shot down from the sky, a faint star flickered in the night sky, and seven other stars around it shone to echo it.

Long Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, it was really not an easy thing to create an immortal, even if this immortal was a destined immortal and was born with immortal bones.

Tushi Palace, Taishang Laojun's closed eyes opened suddenly, a helpless smile appeared on his face, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, this kid doesn't cause something a day, isn't he restless?

The good Eight Immortals actually wanted to poach one to the Dragon Clan to be a son-in-law, and he still stood righteously, for the sake of the common people, and he was the Yunlong Emperor of the Six Emperors, and he had the power to open the mansion and adopt the gods.

Taishang Laojun smiled slightly, brushed the dust on his hands, and re-entered the Great Dao Enlightenment, but he also let Long Yunfeng come to him.

Somewhere next to the East China Sea, a group of people sat under the stone pavilion, these seven people were dressed in different ways, or coarse linen clothes, sloppy, with a wine jug pinned to their waists, or with a big belly, combing a boy's bun, holding a big banana fan in their hands, or with their hair and eyebrows, and holding a fish basket in their hands, or extremely majestic, wearing official uniforms, holding a golden wat in their hands, or cynical, hippie smiling faces, and clapping Allegro with a hanging, or dignified manners, delicate faces, happy and hateful, and impressive, or carrying a long sword, dignified appearance, and arrogant.

It's just that at this time, the seven people were worried, and their faces were troubled, and suddenly the light in the air was great, and the seven people looked at the sky together, and their hearts were suddenly surprised and happy.

Of course, these seven people are not ordinary people, but the other seven immortals, Tie Guan Li, Han Zhongli, Zhang Guolao, Uncle Cao Guo, Lan Caihe, He Xiangu, and Lu Dongbin.

Men and women, young and old, rich and poor, only lack the rich Han Xiangzi.