Li Zhongping, Mo Bo and others were surprised that the young Taoist priest in front of them actually possessed such miraculous skills.

Is it true that the immortal’s dream cannot come true?

But he said.

The white thread that looks like a small snake, once it enters Han Xiangzi's Taoist robe, is like a fish entering a river, constantly swimming forward.

Han Xiangzi’s magic is called Xiuli Shu.

When used, it can hold a mountain.

The white thread I drew from Li Huan'er earlier is called the factor thread.

Some monsters and monsters call mortals the three factors.

The so-called three causes are the three souls of human beings.

After death, all three souls and seven souls are gone.

But there will always be traces left in the bones that are difficult to fade away.

These are the factors.

Li Huan'er's threads were worming their way through Han Xiangzi's robe.

After about half a cup of tea, the thread suddenly paused and flew into a piece of human skin.

In an instant, the human skin was filled with light.

"Found it."

Upon noticing this, Han Xiangzi was shocked.

As soon as his Taoist robe swayed, a piece of human skin came out and landed on the bones in the coffin.

"This..."

Seeing Han Xiangzi performing a magic trick, a piece of human skin flew out of the Taoist robe. Li Zhongping, his wife, and Mo Bo were stunned and speechless.

Han Xiangzi did not notice the changes in the expressions of the three people.

After finding the human skin of Li Huan'er, he had to sew up the body.

He pulled off a strand of white hair from the whisk in his hand, rubbed it, and the strand of white hair turned into white needles and plain threads.

Phew!

The next moment, Han Xiangzi opened his mouth and blew out a breath of fresh air.

The white needle and plain thread came out immediately, automatically threading and pulling back and forth on Li Huan'er's body, and the movements were extremely fast and dizzying.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was mended.

The three people standing aside were stunned.

After finishing the sewing, Han Xiangzi made a move, and the white needle and plain thread fell back into his hand again.

Immediately, he raised the dust in his hand, and under the mysterious light, Li Huan'er's appearance suddenly changed drastically when he was in the coffin.

I have beautiful hair again, skin that can be broken by blowing, and a clear and fair face.

It's like falling asleep.

Han Xiangzi’s skill can be described as miraculous!

Let Li Zhongping and the others just stand there, unable to control themselves.

"Tao... Taoist Master, are you an immortal?"

Li Zhongping quickly came to Han Xiangzi and exclaimed.

"The poor Taoist is not an immortal, he just has some skills." Han Xiangzi smiled slightly.

"No!"

"The Taoist priest is an immortal!"

"If you weren't an immortal, how could you know such magic?"

Li Zhongping categorically changed his mind and strongly believed that Han Xiangzi was an immortal!

Han Xiangzi’s various methods had already convinced him!

The other side.

When Li Tao saw the beautiful figure in the coffin, her body trembled and her eyes became sore.

In disbelief, she walked closer, lowered her head and stroked Li Huan'er's cheek with a loving look on her face, and even tidied up the blue hair on her forehead.

"Huan'er~"

"Wan'er, why are you lying down?"

"Open your eyes and look at my mother!"

At this moment, Mr. Li Tao's eyes were filled with tears, and she was muttering softly and wailing endlessly.

What a pity.

Li Huan'er has died long ago.

No matter how Li Tao called, there was no response.

But no matter what, it is enough for Li Zhongping and his wife to take another look at Li Huan'er.

Then Li Zhongping suddenly knelt down towards Han Xiangzi and worshiped:

"I, the Li family, will remember your kindness today."

"I wonder which mountain the immortal comes from? I would like to burn incense and worship him from now on!"

Li Zhongping's move caught Han Xiangzi by surprise.

He originally wanted to help Li Zhongping up, but the latter had a stubborn personality and refused to get up.

Just at this moment.

Li Zhongping, Li Tao and Uncle Zeng suddenly glowed with a soft and clear light.

At the same time, Han Xiangzi suddenly felt a little swollen.

Knowing in his heart that the Nine-Colored Lotus had received the power of some good believers, something strange happened again, and Han Xiangzi was overjoyed.

Looking down at Li Zhongping, knowing his intention to repay, Han Xiangzi said:

"Although Pindao is said to be from Zhongnan Mountain, there is no Xian family mansion and no Guanluo temple has been built. Even if layman Li went to Zhongnan Mountain, he would not be able to worship him."

After hearing this, Li Zhongping asked again:

"Then I would like to set up a plaque to worship the immortal?"

"A poor Taoist has not practiced enough, but he cannot bear the incense of good believers." Han Xiangzi shook his head.

The power of human incense and desire is not something ordinary people can endure.

If your own merits and deeds are not enough, receiving incense may harm your practice.

However, there is a customary rule in the lower realm. If a cultivator wants to obtain incense and offerings, he must enter the realm of a real person.

After finishing his words, Li Zhongping realized that he had made a mistake and looked embarrassed.

"However, layman Li, don't be discouraged. When the spring breeze blows through the hall and the jade flute blows, you can offer sacrifices to the poor."

Han Xiangzi thought for a moment and warned Li Zhongping.

"Why does the immortal worship him?" Li Zhongping asked again.

"Just call Dongxiao Master Han Xiangzi!"

Han Xiangzi said without hesitation.

"Write it down below."

Li Zhongping replied with a solemn tone.

Regarding this, Han Xiangzi felt bitter in his heart.

It is not as easy to be promoted to the level of Dao Sect Master as imagined.

If a scholar wants to be an official, he must obtain a meritorious title and be qualified as a civil servant.

Same.

In the Taoist sect, those who practice Taoism must break through to the level of a real Taoist sect before they are qualified to become immortals.

Even if you become an immortal, you are just a little immortal.

As far as he knows, among the great Tang Taoists in the world today, there are only a handful of real people among them!

How many years will it take for Han Xiangzi to become a real person?

But he has the Nine-Colored Lotus with him, so it would be easier to do so.

"Immortal, please set a date for my little girl's burial."
To be continued...