About 1,200 years ago, a cultivator named Ye Ritian obtained a magic weapon shaped like a teapot in a cave in the extreme west.

By rubbing this magic weapon, a demon spirit will be summoned. It is said that making a wish to the demon spirit can realize any wish.

It was not by chance that Ye Ritian was able to obtain this magic weapon, but that he had a wish that he came to search for it after listening to the legend.

It’s just that his wish is not easy to talk to outsiders, but when facing the demon spirit, he still mustered up the courage to say it;

"I want Junior Sister Cuihua to fall in love with me, and I love you to death!"

The demon spirit smiled, "In a great time, why bother to have a single love for a flower? I can create many women to give to you, how about?"

However, unexpectedly, Ye Ritian refused decisively; "No! I want my junior sister Cuihua."

"I missed me and Cuihua's childhood sweethearts. I was a child. Why did she like the eldest brother but not me..."

As he spoke, Ye Ritian's tone was filled with grievances, and tears were still flowing in his eyes, and he was almost crying.

It seems to be a very affectionate person.

But the Demon Spirit looked at his face and paused, "Maybe... you shouldn't come to me, you should find a magic weapon that can make you handsome."

Ye Ritian suddenly stopped crying, as if he had become enlightened, and said quickly;

"Then make me handsome, you want that kind of handsome and extremely handsome!"

"..." The demon spirit narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Ritian with a cold expression.

"Why..." Ye Ritian scratched his head; "No? Or... just make me more handsome than my senior brother?"

The demon spirit couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily; "Do you have no idea what you look like? If I could do that, I would have done it for myself!"

The two ugly faces looked at each other for a while.

At one moment, Ye Ritian's mouth tilted downward, making it even worse, and he said in a crying voice;

"Isn't the legend that you can realize any wish by summoning you? Scammers are all liars..."

The demon spirit wiped the sweat from his forehead; "I can have a wish, but I can do it, but I'm sorry for you to look like this..."

Ye Ritian gradually stopped crying, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, since you can't make your beloved woman fall in love with me, you can't become handsome."

"Only practice is my last persistence, so I want to... become an immortal!"

Demon Spirit; "...I can't do it. If I could do it, I would have become an immortal long ago."

Ye Ritian; "Then let me reach three great realms in a row."

Demon Spirit; "...I can't do it either. You are in the Dan Realm now. It sounds better than me. I can't realize my wish to exceed my own cultivation."

Ye Ritian was almost crying again; "Then, then... what can you do?!"

The demon spirit was about to cry; "I don't know who made the rumors outside... How could this be possible if any wish is fulfilled? Is it unrealistic, okay?"

Ye Ritian covered his face in despair; "So... the magic weapon I found through hard work is a waste..."

Just in despair, suddenly, Ye Ritian flashed with a flash of inspiration;

"Or you can make me old, just have a long beard, fairy-like and sage. I guess that will cover up my shortcomings in appearance."

The demon spirit nodded quickly, "Good idea, ugly can't be changed, but it can be covered. Why didn't I expect it before?"

After the words came, Ye Ritian's face grew white beard as he wished.

Not to mention, after doing this, he really covered his ugly face, and brought a bit of a fairy-like scent.

However, since then, Cuihua will not like him, and she will not even stand with him.

But as the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune always depend on each other, and there will be gains when there are losses.

Ye Ritian, who completely lost love, abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his heart and decided to go into seclusion for a hundred years, focusing on cultivation.

When he left the seclusion, he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm and became a powerful person!

And a hundred years have passed, and many things have changed a lot, such as Cuihua and Senior Brother, they...

They gave birth to eight children, and the youngest child also had grandchildren.

Cuihua is so fat that she has no trace of the past.

At this point, Ye Ritian completely cut off his last thoughts.

(Finally, the cultivator has a long lifespan, Cuihua and his elder brother are both staying in the Kan Knitting Realm. It is still okay to live for three or five hundred years old, even if they have eight babies... It can be seen that the two of them are also true love.)

...

After recalling the unbearable memories when he was young, the old man in Taoism sighed;

"In fact, this magic weapon is said to be able to make wishes, but there are many restrictions... For example, it is impossible to resurrect a powerful cultivator."

"And the demon spirit inside is very terrible. If you don't use it well, you will be backfired. Be very careful every time you use it."

"There is also a period of rest for several years or even more than ten years to use it next time." "So, please put it away first, don't use it first, and wait until you get out and encounter problems that cannot be solved."

And the true thoughts of the old man in Taoist robe were;

‘Don’t use it here. Once you use it, you will find how useless this magic weapon is. You will definitely cause trouble for me.’

"I really don't know what the original body thought at that time, why did I leave such a useless magic weapon to me."

‘There are so many memories, but this past that cannot be looked back on is the clearest thing. There are only a few other scenery after achieving great power.’

‘Oh, I am a spiritual official, but it’s also hard to be a spiritual official…’

Although Wang Liang noticed that what the old man in Taoism said was boasting, he didn't care much about it.

After all, thinking that it is the magic weapon left by the Nascent Soul cultivator, it cannot be very useless, right?

He put the Alabing magic lamp into the Qiankun bag, and Wang Liang pointed to the second piece, a magic weapon like a candle, and asked;

"How do you use this magic weapon?"

The old man in Taoist robe held his long beard and said slowly: "I have to tell you this magic weapon."

"This magic weapon is called moxa wax oil, which was obtained by my body when I subdued a female devil. At that time, I was in the late stage of the Dan Realm, but I was still quite embarrassed by this magic weapon, and I almost died for a lifetime."

"So that even if I break through to the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, I will still keep this magic weapon by my side just to remind myself not to be careless at any time."

"And speaking of this magic weapon, it is really useful, and can be used to fight enemies and practice yourself."

"When I was in seclusion for a hundred years, I broke through the Jindan realm from the Jiedan realm, if I hadn't had this magic weapon assisted, I would have spent more than a few decades."

Hearing that he could assist in his cultivation, Wang Liang's eyes lit up immediately. He took the wax oil and couldn't let go of it, and he exclaimed from the heart;

"Then this is really a good magic weapon."

But the old man in Taoist robe paused for a moment and said, "But... when using this magic weapon to assist in cultivation, there will be some side effects, so I still want to remind you."

Wang Liang looked at the old man in Taoist robe vigilantly, and the mugwort oil he was holding tightly in his hand shrank back, saying;

"Can you want to scare me and then ask me to give up this magic weapon and take it back? Then I will tell you now, it's impossible!"

The old man in Taoist robe waved his hand and said, "I am so respectful, how can I take back what I give?"

"But, this magic weapon really has side effects, let me tell you slowly..."
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