"Is it an earthquake? Why is it shaking?"

When it came to life safety, Fu Jiuwu San felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, and he sat up immediately with excitement.

He just opened his eyes and saw the scene he entered, and he was very confused.

"Where is this? Where am I?"

The so-called earthquake was nothing more than the bumps of the carriage, and the position he was in at the moment was clearly a carriage carriage.

Fu Jiu53 looked at his tender little hand, turning it up and down, and couldn't believe it was his own hand.

"What am I...?"

There were more than a dozen boys around ten years old sitting in the carriage. Most of them were timid and nestled in the corner of the carriage. They were not much different from Fu 953.

Fu Jiu53 doesn’t know any of these children.

"Who are they? How did I become a child? What on earth is going on?"

A lot of questions emerged from Fu Jiuwusan's heart, and he began to think about what happened before.

Fu 953 is not his real name, but his identity code, which means Disciple No. 953 of Fu Palace.

He has been a disciple of Lingxian Palace since he could remember. When he was a child, he and others learned skills such as refining weapons, refining alchemy, drawing talismans, formations, planting spiritual grass, cultivating spiritual beasts, etc. Later, because his talent for drawing talismans was better than other talents

He was strong, so he was assigned to Fu Palace and became a handyman disciple, codenamed 953.

There is no salary or salary for working in Lingxian Palace.

Because people like them are all children purchased or picked up by Lingxian Palace from outside. After entering Lingxian Palace, Lingxian Palace feeds them and teaches them various labor skills. After completing the training, they will work for Lingxian Palace for the rest of their lives.

Dedication.

If you think about it, you will know how boring this kind of life that only knows work is.

Fu Jiu53 is also a human being, and as a human being, he needs to relax and have fun.

On the last day of every month, Lingxian Palace will call a storyteller from outside to tell stories to these handyman disciples. At this time, it is the happiest time for all the handyman disciples of Fu Palace.

The only entertainment activity for Fu Jiu Wu San, or the entire Fu Palace disciples, is listening to books.

After all, they have never been outside, and they have no idea about the world outside Lingxian Palace. If they want to know what the world outside the palace is like, they can only learn about it from storytellers.

It is possible that the people of Lingxian Palace have an explanation for the storyteller, but the storyteller will not reveal too many things outside the palace, which makes Fu Jiu53 know very little about the world outside Lingxian Palace.

But every time the storyteller comes, he must tell stories to relieve the boredom of the handyman disciples, and everyone can only understand the world through the storyteller's stories.

After listening to the story, most of the disciples said that the outside world was abnormal and full of intrigues and bloodshed. It seemed that if they were not careful, their lives would be lost. No matter what they thought, they would stay safe in Lingxian Palace.

Fu Jiuwu San followed them on the surface, but he disagreed in his heart. He thought: It is safe to stay in Lingxian Palace for the rest of his life, but is his life guaranteed? Aren't he going to get old, sick, and die?

He thought so because one time, when he passed by an inner disciple, he overheard their conversation and found out that a law enforcement elder from Lingxian Palace had lived for almost ten thousand years!

Ten thousand years? This had a great impact on Fu Jiuwusan’s heart.

The longest life span of the handyman disciples he has seen is only more than 120 years old. If he lives for 10,000 years, isn't that just like an immortal?

He also knew very little about immortals, and all his vague concepts came from the stories told by storytellers.

The handyman disciples thought these stories were all false, but after Fu Jiuwusan heard about the lifespan of the law enforcement elder, he suddenly felt that these stories were probably true!

One of his favorite stories told by storytellers is the story of a mortal cultivating immortality.

The storyteller said that this story was written by a bookmaker outside the palace. This story has been circulated for a long time, and the name of the bookmaker has been forgotten. I only remember that this person's surname seems to be Wang, which is a very strange surname.

But this has nothing to do with the content of the story.

If he had not heard about the lifespan of the law enforcement elder, he would probably have only taken the story told by the storyteller as amusement and forgotten it after listening to it. But since he learned the news, he became obsessed with the story and listened to it every time.

He sometimes wondered if he could become a great monk like Han Li if he arrived in the world where Han Li lived.

He recalled many days in the past, and his last memory was that when he was drawing talisman, the Talisman Hall of Lingxian Palace suddenly experienced a shock, and then the ground shook.

In his eyes, the thick wall that was indestructible and unbreakable did not last for a few breaths before it collapsed suddenly, and he only felt that his eyes went dark, and when he woke up, he came to this world.

Fu Jiu53 pinched himself hard.

"Ouch!"

The excruciating pain made him grin, almost breaking his teeth.

"It's not a dream!"

Fu Jiu53 chuckled twice, not sure whether he was happy or sad.

"What's wrong with you?" The child sitting next to him saw that he was a little strange and couldn't help asking.

Fu Jiu53 shook his head, took a deep breath, turned around and asked, "Where are we going?"

The child said: "When you came, no one told you?"

Nonsense! I don’t even know who I am, how can I say that?

"Oh, I didn't hear clearly when I said it." Fu Jiuwusan lied.

When the child heard this, he became interested and said: "I got on the carriage earlier than you. I saw you when you got on the carriage. How about I learn from you?"

"Huh?" Fu Jiu53 glanced at him and asked, "How to learn?"

At this moment, the child suddenly seemed to be in a dramatic mood. He stood up, his body hunched down, and he seemed to be imitating a cane in his hands. He walked with a trembling look. He looked like a frail old man. He deliberately lowered his voice and said hoarsely.

: "Qian Zi, even if you are not selected when you get to Qixuanmen, don't come back. Take the money given by Qixuanmen, go to a nearby town to learn a trade, and then live somewhere else..."
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Fu Jiuwu San touched his chin and looked at the child's performance, feeling surprised and uncertain.

He couldn't figure out why he turned into a child, nor why his name was called Qian Zi, but when he heard the words Qixuanmen, his heart started to beat wildly for some reason.

Qixuanmen?

Fu Jiu53 immediately remembered the story of a mortal cultivating immortality.

In order to determine his current environment, he asked the child: "You said my name is 'Qianzi'? We are heading to Qixuanmen, right?"

The kid rolled his eyes at him and said, "I don't know what your name is. This is what I heard."

Fu Jiuwusan lowered his voice and asked the other children: "Does any of you know my name? If you tell me, I will give you half of the scone."

The families of these children were all not very good. When they heard about the scones, everyone's eyes lit up. One of the children walked up to Fu Jiuwu San, whispered into his ear: "Your name is Ma Buyang."

, your nickname is Qianzi, I heard Protector Wang call you that."

This child's eyes look dark and he looks very smart.

Fu Jiu53 made a distrustful expression and said, "You won't lie to me, right?"

"You're a puppy!" The kid immediately swore because he was afraid that Fu Jiu53 wouldn't give him pancakes.

Fu Jiuwu San saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so he immediately broke the pancake in half, gave him half and said, "What's your name?"

The child took the scone and ate it into his stomach. Then he twirled his fingers and said, "My name is Liu Tietou. I am married to my aunt just a few villages away from you."

I saw you in Majia Village when I was visiting relatives."

Fu Jiuwu San nodded, but there were doubts in his heart.

He had no impression of Ma Buyang, he had vaguely heard of Liu Tietou's name, but he was deeply impressed by Protector Wang.

"Qi Xuan Sect...Wang Protector? Could it be that I really reincarnated and came out of Lingxian Palace and entered the mortal world? But aren't these all stories written by a bookmaker named Wang a long time ago? Could it be that I have reincarnated?

A long time ago? What’s more wrong, wouldn’t the memory of the previous life be lost in reincarnation?”

Just when he was confused, the carriage stopped and there was a burst of conversation outside.

"Master Wu, are you ready?"

"Oh, it turns out that Protector Wang is here in person. Yan'er, come and see Protector Wang!"

"Hello, Protector Wang!"

……

Fu Jiuwusan listened to the conversation outside and determined that the name of the child who was about to get on the bus was Wu Yan. Only then did he conclude that he had indeed come to the world where the stories he heard were about mortals cultivating immortals.

What he was most happy about was that he finally came out of Lingxian Palace!

If he didn't know that people can live for more than ten thousand years, he might still want to retire peacefully in Lingxian Palace, but after knowing this, he had other thoughts.

He has long been tired of the life there, and he wants to venture into the outside world. No matter whether this world is really full of intrigues or not, at least it is a world where there is a chance to become an immortal.

"Fu 953, Lingxian Palace, these things have nothing to do with me now. From now on, my name will be Ma Buyang."

Although the people around him had names like this before, he understood that it was not a name at all, just a code name.

"I don't know my real name. It's too weird to call me Fu Jiuwu San. Ma Buyang is considered a normal name anyway. If I give it another name, it might arouse others' suspicion, so I'll call it this name."

He made some mental preparations for himself and quickly accepted the name.

Ma Buyang thought of another thing, cultivating immortality.

"In the world where mortals practice immortality, they can cultivate immortality. I don't know if the techniques I learned in Lingxian Palace can be practiced."

What he practices in Lingxian Palace is an ordinary skill called Five Elements Transparent Technique. It is said that if you practice this skill to the full level, you can create a five-element spirit body. As long as you have the five-element spirit body, you will be more sensitive to the aura.

, when doing various tasks such as refining alchemy, refining weapons, painting talisman formations, etc., you can find more tips, making the work easier.

This is the only technique that the handyman disciples of Lingxian Palace can practice. However, in the previous life, he only practiced to the twelfth level before coming to this world, so he did not feel the benefits of the Five Elements Spirit Body.

"Well, let's just practice and give it a try and see if it works."
Chapter completed!