"If you take it, will you be immortal?"

It seems that yes, without the disaster of swords, you can live for 10,000 years, isn't this immortality?

But this is not immortality, as long as a steel knife can cut off the head, as long as a natural disaster can annihilate life, as long as a gust of wind, can extinguish the flame...... Is this still the eternity that immortal cultivators tirelessly desire?!

The turtle that drags mud can live for 10,000 years, and the tree that does not move can live for 10,000 years!

The turtle of longevity cannot escape the fate of being eaten by meat and making divination by shell;

Good and bad, God's will is like a knife, who can guarantee it?

Taking a deep breath, all the ecstasy between his eyebrows dissipated, as if suppressing the great temptation, and slowly put Wanzai Kongqing back on the table.

"Brother, what are you?"

Xiang Ming looked at his movements and asked suspiciously.

Zhang Fan didn't answer, and asked rhetorically, "Brother Xiang, you originally suppressed cultivation?"

"Huh?"

"Not bad!"

Xiang Ming didn't know why he asked the Fa like this, but he still replied: "The Duobao Pavilion where the elder brother was originally had a rule, not to show that the cultivation is stronger than the guests, which will give the other party a sense of oppression, so all our main affairs are based on the method passed down by the ancestors, and the cultivation is suppressed in the Qi refining period." ”

"That old ancestor is really careful. ”

But this is just a small section, Zhang Fan doesn't care, and Xiang Ming's answer is not what he expected.

If it was only the cultivation of the Qi refining period, how could they help Grandpa resist the Yin Spirits for so long, and they didn't escape until Grandpa activated the Jade Pendant?

At that time, Zhang Fan was only in the foundation building period, and his eyesight and cultivation were not enough, and the ascetic people were not by his side at that time, so he naturally couldn't see through Xiang Ming's hidden cultivation.

At the same time, Xiang Ming's answer was in his ears, as if he had relieved a certain heart disease, Zhang Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and wiped it, and put Wanzai Kongqing into his sleeve, but he didn't look at it again.

"Brother Xiang, your cultivation, over the years, has you made an inch?"

Wanzai Kongqing was not in front of him, Zhang Fan suddenly felt relieved, the temptation of Wanzai Immortality is not just talking.

Although the words were questioning, he already knew the answer without Xiang Ming's answer.

Hearing this question, Xiang Ming's face changed, and then he suddenly remembered that Zhang Fan was different from him and Old Man Zhang.

His cultivation has indeed been for decades, and he has not made any progress, but he has been staying in the shop, and he has no pressure of longevity, so he has ignored it for a while.

Since it can help people get rid of the shackles of the human body, the same must also change a large part of the human body.

Those changes are not expressed for the time being, but they are simply permeated in the body, and if there is a substantial wood spiritual aura, it will be the opposite of the extreme, but it will be shackled.

It's like those naturally powerful demon beasts, most of them are difficult to transform, in ancient times, some demon gods were even almost invincible in the world, but they never got rid of the body of demon beasts, that's why.

If Zhang Fan took the ten thousand years of empty green, most of the end would be difficult to make progress in cultivation, and now it is brilliant, in the blink of an eye, seeing the descendants surpass him one by one, and can only hide in the dark with trembling, and sit and watch the wind surge.

If it comes to this point, Zhang Fan would rather not have this immortality!

Eternity and freedom is the pursuit of his life, there is eternity and no freedom, this immortality is not necessary, it is better to be vigorous and wanton, so as not to walk in the world in vain.

"Good!"

"Boy, if you are strong-willed, you should be a great baby, and you have the hope of longevity!"

It wasn't until Zhang Fan made a decision that the bitter Taoist spoke up, which was very rare, and he did his best to praise it.

"Ku Lao, you don't remind me. ”

"Can the old man still remind you that you will not succeed in your life? This kind of opportunity to face temptation and heart is not very common. ”

What else can Zhang Fan say about this?

"Alas, I forgot, brother, you are different!"

"As the old man said, brother, you were born to cultivate immortals, even if you don't have this ten thousand years of empty green, you can still live forever, Xiang Mou is convinced of this!"

At this time, Xiang Ming reacted and spoke.

Zhang Fan laughed and didn't mention the matter again. Although he won't take this ten thousand years of empty green, he still stayed, and it will definitely be of great use in the future, and this thing has also solved the mysteries and worries in his heart for many years, as he thought before, even if there is no battle in Qinzhou, grandpa's longevity will be exhausted, even if he tries his best to find all the life-prolonging pills in the world, he can't escape that day after all!

Now it is different, it is the most suitable thing for his old man and for a pure businessman like Xiang Ming.

"Oh yes, it's ......."

The excited mood calmed down slightly, and Xiang Ming remembered that there was a man wearing a hat standing next to him.

"Little Dragon. ”

Zhang Fan almost forgot about it, and hurriedly greeted him.

Hearing this, Xiaolong took off his hat and took a deep breath, as if he was very depressed, and then felt Xiang Ming's burning gaze on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little shy, and lowered his head.

Zhang Fan took a sip of tea and was about to introduce it, but Xiang Ming sighed in admiration: "Brother, this is the virtuous nephew!"

"I didn't expect you to even have a son, and you really look like you. ”

It is really worthy of being in business, Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the first sentence, he had an ominous premonition, and before he had time to interject, Xiang Ming quickly spit out the next sentence, and when he heard it, Zhang Fan almost squirted out a mouthful of tea, couldn't help wiping the corners of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, this is the apprentice of the younger brother." ”

"Come, Xiaolong, I've seen Uncle Xiang. ”

When Xiaolong stepped forward to salute, Zhang Fan touched his chin, and then he was shocked to realize that he was really cultivating immortals, and before he knew it, he was also old, even if he had a son as big as Xiaolong, it was really normal, and it was no wonder that Xiang Ming would admit his mistake.

At this time, he still had a lot of questions unanswered, such as why Xiang Ming would help out? At that time, it was impossible for him to know that there would be such a harvest of ten thousand years of empty green, and it was impossible just based on the friendship between the two of them; furthermore, how did they get this ten thousand years of empty green? Such a treasure of heaven and earth was by no means arbitrary; and which master was the person who took care of this half-idle hall behind the scenes? whether the Huo family was looking for provocations, and so on.

But Zhang Fan also asked one thing for a reason, and now the last thing he didn't dare to face in his heart was impossible to happen, and his longing for his grandfather suddenly overwhelmed him, and he barely endured until after Xiaolong finished the gift Xiang Ming sent out the meeting gift, he suddenly stood up and said, "Brother, take me to see grandpa!"

The trembling and excitement in the voice could not be concealed, and even Xiaolong could hear it clearly in his ears.

"Haha~"

"That's exactly how it should be!"

Xiang Ming laughed and got up, leading the way first.

...... Outside the city, there are many mountains and rivers, plains and fertile soil, and lush forests.

Looking up at the endless plains, looking up and looking up, straight into the clouds and mountains, there are flowing springs and waterfalls roaring in the ears, and the eyes are full of verdant vitality.

It's a natural beauty.

On the plain dozens of miles away from Mangyuan City, there is a small mountain villa, backed by green mountains, surrounded by green water, in the middle of it, showing leisure and elegance.

The high mountains behind the villa are extremely majestic, and above half of the waist, the white clouds lock the fog, which is the goshawk, and can only soar under the fog, trying their best, not half.

Under this majestic peak, it is even more elegant and elegant.

"Brother Xiang, grandpa lives here?"

After looking around, Zhang Fan frowned and asked.

It's not that he is dissatisfied with the scenery here, but this place is too far away from Mangyuan City, in case something happens, there is no way to ask for help, and he is backed by a steep mountain, with his eyesight, he can naturally see that the clouds and mist locked on half of his waist are clearly a rather profound formation, and it is not surprising that the ** of the ten is a powerful demon beast, and it is a seventh-order transformation demon.

"Brother Zhang doesn't know something, this place is the safest. ”

Xiang Ming naturally understood what he meant, and pointed to the high mountain in front of him with a smile and said, "With that one here, who dares to come and make trouble?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan understood, it turned out that after hiding in the semi-idle hall, the master who was faintly taking care of it lived on this high mountain.

"Is it a human or a monster?

It's really an old question that has not been solved, and new doubts have been added.

However, Zhang Fan didn't care about that, with his eyesight, through the fence that was just decorative, he could vaguely see that a white-haired old man was in the courtyard, tending to a row of flowers and trees.

The soil is built as a ridge, the water is surrounded by a stream, the pavilion is a small mirror lake, and the wooden bridge flies diagonally.

There are willows in the pond, soft strips blowing water, adding elegant interest;

In this antique and vibrant scene, which can be directly painted, an old man, half-bent over, pruning a book of flowers and trees.

Occasionally, the wind blows, the snow-white beard is unkempt, the flowers and trees that are finally neat are scattered, and the green leaves are flourishing and withering, and the old man is not angry, and starts again with a smile, even the red light on his face, and it is not reduced by half.

"Grandpa!"

Looking at this scene, Zhang Fan didn't feel a little stupid, and unconsciously, he actually strolled in and stepped into this courtyard.

The sound of the wind also sent his anxious and hesitant footsteps into the ears of the old man, and he suddenly looked back, looking at each other, after decades, the grandfather and grandson met again, and for a while, they were speechless.

Brilliant to the extreme, to the extreme, intense to the extreme, and only speechless.

Just eye contact, it seems like a lifetime has passed, if it is not for the sound of "clang", the scissors in the old man's hand fall to the ground, this wordlessness will continue until permanent.

"Grandpa!"

This sudden sound seemed to break something, looking at the old man's vague eyebrows, the old tears on his face, like an emotional barrier of nearly a hundred years, once broken, Zhang Fan "bang" and knelt on the ground.

Heaven cannot be allowed to submit, and the earth cannot be allowed to submit. There is only one person in front of him, and he deserves to kneel!

Suddenly, the wind stopped playfully, and the prosperity did not dare to cover it, even the red in the sky also pulled through the clouds, and everything in the heaven and earth seemed to have never existed.

Only, the grandfather and grandson who have seen each other for decades!

(To be continued)