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Chapter 148 At the top of the building in Yueyang, the flute is played and the crane is moving, Xiangzi is banished to the immortal!(1/3)

 Chapter 147 At the top of the building in Yueyang, with the sound of flutes and cranes, Xiangzi was relegated to immortality! [Please subscribe]

"Disciple, pay homage to Master."

I saw Han Xiangzi stepping on the clouds and landing directly in Nanxian Cave.

Looking at the Han Zhongli in front of him, who had his hair combed into buns (zhuāji, refers to the buns combed on both sides of the head or at the back of the head) and long eyes, he knelt down and bowed.

Counting the days, Han Xiangzi and his master Han Zhongli had not seen each other for more than three years.

Among them, Han Xiangzi spent most of his time practicing in the human world and traveling around the world.

Although the Master has not been seen for a long time.

But Han Xiangzi understood that he had been paying attention to him silently.

Otherwise, he would not have asked Mr. Yuan to pass on his "Fa Que Immortal Chapter" that day.

"Xiangzi, no need to be polite."

Han Zhongli walked closer, smiled slightly, and helped him up.

Looking at the figure in front of him with beautiful appearance and golden medals, the look of approval in Han Zhongli's eyes became even stronger.

Back then, when Han Xiangzi left Difei Mountain, his cultivation had only reached the level of Danshan Tengyun.

Unexpectedly, in more than three years, his realm has reached the level of half-step real person.

Such speed of practice is really staggering.

In the past few years, Han Zhongli had a clear understanding of the experiences Han Xiangzi encountered.

One by one, he was quite satisfied with the handling.

"Congratulations, senior brother, for gathering earth flowers. It's a pity that the great immortal is no longer there, otherwise we could still have a banquet to celebrate."

The tiger on the side came out, and in his mouth full of fangs, he spoke words of congratulations.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"I am the tiger under the Great Immortal, and I am half of his disciple."

"Senior Brother, have you forgotten that the Great Immortal accepted you as his disciple before?"

The tiger turned his eyes and said.

"I don't know, junior brother, how should I call him?"

Han Xiangzi suddenly came over and asked warmly.

"Senior brother, you are serious, just call me Ziyi. You also have a junior sister, the dragon girl who came here with you last time."

Tiger Tiger was not a disciple of Immortal Hongya. Ziyi was shocked when he heard Han Xiangzi call himself his junior disciple, and quickly asked Han Xiangzi to change his words.

After saying that, he mentioned Ao Jiao again.

"It seems that the princess has also become a disciple of the Great Immortal..."

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi thought to himself, without much surprise on his face.

To be honest, if it weren't for the help of the nine-color treasure lotus in the soul, I would have to be behind the dragon girl to break through the illusion.

Having said this, Han Xiangzi looked around, but couldn't see the girl in green clothes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

He asked:

"Ziyi, where is she?"

"Senior sister went to the East China Sea. I don't know when she will come back." Tiger said.

"What about the great immortal?"

"The great immortal went to heaven, and I don't know when he will come back."

The tiger also shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

After hearing this, Han Xiangzi stopped asking.

"Xiangzi, come in with your teacher."

When Zhongli of the Han Dynasty saw Han Xiangzi finished chatting with the tiger, he gave him instructions.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the cave.

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi followed him silently.

At the same time.

He was also thinking in his mind, why did Master have time to come to Gushe Mountain this time?

If it was said that it was because of his own cultivation that he had broken through to the Earth Flower Realm, Han Xiangzi would find it hard to believe it.

I am waiting for the day when I will be promoted to a real person.

What's more, he has been waiting for this for a long time in Gushe Mountain...

Han Xiangzi kept thinking in his heart.

After arriving at the cave, Han Zhongli sat on a futon with a banana leaf in his hand. In front of the stone table, there was a full bottle of jade-like wine.

"Xiangzi, this is Yaotai dew, which was diluted by half with fairy spring. Please try it."

"Thank you, Master."

Han Xiangzi bowed, picked up the bottle of Yaotai dew, and took a sip.

Suddenly, I feel full and depressed, my mouth is fragrant and my stomach is clear, and my mind is refreshed.

In the blink of an eye, he drank a bottle, and soon his face turned red, obviously having trouble holding back the alcohol.

Seeing Han Xiangzi looking drunk, Han Zhongli put his hands on his hands and laughed:

"Xiangzi, this Yaotai dew, I have mixed 90% of the water from the immortal spring for my teacher, and the remaining 70%, but even an ordinary person can't drink it."

"Now, you are still sitting here. It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot during this retreat, which is gratifying."

Listening to his words, this Yaotailu seemed to have a great origin, so Han Xiangzi asked curiously:

"Master, who made this wine by an expert?"

"It's Du Dionysus, the god of wine in heaven."

Han Zhongli gently stroked his long beard on his chest and smiled:

"Speaking of which, this wine was a gift from Immortal Hongya."

"I left half a jar for my teacher, now I can give you a taste of it."

Regarding this, Han Xiangzi couldn't help but smile.

Don’t know what to say?

Master actually uses strong liquor to test his own cultivation, which is really unique.

Not long after, Han Zhongli remembered business, looked at Han Xiangzi, and said:

"Xiangzi, I came to Gushe Mountain as my teacher this time. I have something to tell you. I didn't expect to find you in retreat, so I stayed here for several months."

"Fortunately, it's not too late now."

Hearing the Master's words, Han Xiangzi's face suddenly condensed, and there was a hint of worry in his heart. He asked:

"Master, do you have anything to tell me?"

"This matter has something to do with your great-uncle Han Yu."

Han Zhongli paused and sighed.

After saying this, Han Xiangzi's face changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, the master came here to look for him because of his great-uncle Han Yu.

As for his uncle, Han Xiangzi had great feelings for him.

He was an orphan since childhood, and his great-uncle Han Yu raised him.

Although my great-uncle didn't like that he was asking questions everywhere, he scolded and admonished him several times.

But in the final analysis, it is for the benefit of his junior.

Now that he was in serious trouble, Han Xiangzi felt that he had to go to help him no matter what.

"Master, I wonder what kind of trouble my uncle has encountered?"

For this reason, Han Xiangzi asked quickly.

After hearing this, Han Zhongli explained the reason:

"The severe drought is still present, and it has reached the capital area. The rain and snow do not fall, the trees are scorched, and the wells and springs have dried up."

"Then the King of the Tang Dynasty ordered your uncle to pray for rain at the South Altar. If the rain does not come, he will be disobeying the decree and may be in danger of his life."

"Therefore, I want you to go to Chang'an and help your uncle solve this problem."
To be continued...
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