There is no need to cherish the things outside oneself. Successes and demerits will be recorded by future generations.
Finally, the old man recovered from his heartache, picked up a fruit core from the ground, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, "Prodigal, all that's left of the red fruit that has been around for thousands of years is the core. This is a good material for making elixirs."
Ah, what on earth is this made of?"
Hearing what the old man said, Song Wan and Apeng looked at each other and saw a smile spreading on their faces.
Songwan opened the Qiankun bag and took out the sleepy sable. The sable was a little unclear and reluctant at first, but when she saw the surrounding environment clearly, the sable jumped out with a sound, stepped on the old man's hair, and jumped to the medicine
On the cabinet, the little nose keeps twitching
, Soon, he found a closed drawer, opened it with great effort, and with lightning speed, he held a jujube the size of a longan in his arms. Before the old man had time to confirm what it was,
Ouch, I bit off half of it.
"Ah! Thousand-year-old Blood Bodhi! No!" The old man was so excited that he almost fainted. When he saw that the sable had bitten off half of it, he fainted immediately.
Not long after, this place was cleared away by Song Wan, not even a chicken feather was left. What a joke, even if it was a chicken feather, the things here were left behind by the master and must be preserved.
Seeing the sable on Songwan's shoulder grinning at him, the old man's vision went dark and he almost fainted again, but was awakened by Songwan's words, "Rongrong, look, this is all what you used to do."
Master's masterpiece, do you still remember Master's century-old snow fruit, thousand-year-old dragon ginseng, ten-tailed fish bones, and two-headed snake gallbladder? Haha, you ate them all, and you almost fainted because of your generosity.
"
The old man was furious. It turned out that the wreckage all over the ground was caused by this little thing. He jumped up from the spot like a zombie, jumped three feet high, opened his teeth and claws at the sable and grabbed it, "Give me back my blood bodhi!"
"
Before the old man could rush to Song Wan, he was already enveloped by a layer of purple barrier, like being stuck in a swamp. The more he struggled, the tighter the restraint became, making him unable to escape.
"Oh, let me go. I know I have overestimated my own capabilities. I will take people away now." The old man suddenly stopped struggling and said a little lonely.
"Since you know you are overestimating your own capabilities, why are you still here? Is it possible that the people who went back didn't tell you about our strength?" Song Wan had no intention of letting him leave just like that. She waved her hand with a strong wind and the door was closed.
"Yes, they said it was me who was greedy." The old man's elegant figure looked a little stooped at the moment, as if he had aged much in an instant.
"Do you think I believe it? A person who is about to ascend will care about these external things in the world?" Song Wan calmly took the other Blood Bodhi that Sable handed to her and put it into her mouth.
"Haha, it's okay to tell you. Now I'm meat on the chopping block for you to slaughter. In today's world, resources have become less and less. Many good things are controlled by the big cultivator families. We casual cultivators or
The life of the small sect is almost unbearable. If we want enough resources, we can only ask them for help. They are in a good mood and give some charity. Otherwise, we will just let them do it.
**, the number of people in our small sects who have ascended is far less than theirs. Therefore, although I know it will be difficult, I still decided to give it a try. After all, I am already a cultivation level that is about to ascend, and I am a rare opponent in the world.
, If it succeeds, I, with my old bones and this old face, will risk my life for the sake of my children and grandchildren." The old man had a wry smile and melancholy on his face. He knew very well that it was not easy for him to cultivate to this point.
"Who was that person in my room before?" Songwan thought of the person who made her unhappy again.
"That man is the only son of the Huo family. It is said that the woman... is the local oiran..." The old man seemed a little embarrassed to say, "That child is leaving the Huo family's great resources unused, wandering around all day long and not doing his job properly."
"You go, I don't want to embarrass you." Songwan asked Rongrong to let go of the old man.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, miss. However, I want to know, did the miss come from the fairy world?" the old man asked a little uneasily.
"Yes." Song Wan nodded lightly.
"Did something happen in the fairy world, especially the higher-ups?" the old man asked excitedly, completely forgetting the embarrassment just now.
"Something big has happened. If you can delay it, try to delay your ascension. The god-man who has just ascended is not even qualified to be cannon fodder. Instead of being a slave in the fairy world, it is better to be a king freely in the human world or to devote yourself to practice.
." Speaking of the fairy world, Song Wan's eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
"Even gods and men can't achieve the position of cannon fodder, so what kind of cultivation level can be considered as cannon fodder..." The old man muttered in despair.
"Shangxian, they are all cannon fodder, and they are also the mainstay of the fairy world. If I guessed correctly, the fairy world should be undergoing a major reshuffle now." Song Wan said melancholy. Apart from her master and a few uncles, there was no other concern for her in the fairy world.
"No wonder..." The old man seemed to have figured out something.
"What?" Song Wan asked with interest.
"In the past, whenever a clan member was about to ascend, people from the upper world would contact us and tell us what to do after ascending. But I have already felt the call from the fairy world, but I can't contact my family." The old man looked suddenly enlightened.
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"Thank you, Fairy, for your advice. I have to take my leave." The old man bowed respectfully to Song Wan.
"Wait a minute, did I agree to let you leave?" Song Wan's teasing tone seemed to be sarcastic to the old man, which made the old man feel quite unhappy.
"I have already apologized. If the girl is still not satisfied, just take my old life. Please don't embarrass my descendants." The old man looked like he was risking his life. He knew that he would not be Songwan's at all.
Opponent, not to mention there is A Peng next to him who looks like a flower protector but has never taken action.
"You don't want the things here anymore?" Songwan pulled the sable's tail and threw it into the Qiankun bag. Before disappearing, the three of them heard a childish voice struggling to shout, "Mine, mine, all mine."
Yeah, don’t fight with me!”
"...It's just a foodie, don't pay attention to it. It was caught by my master for stealing my food, and then it became my life-loving pet. Now I feel a little unable to support it." Song Wan
He put away the Qiankun bag with a look of disdain.
"What do you want, girl?" The old man felt that he had no bargaining power in front of Songwan and was very uncomfortable. He was like a child who was caught stealing melons. This was something he had never seen in his life.
things that have happened before.
"All the elixirs here belong to you." Song Wan gave away the elixirs as if throwing away garbage.
"What do you want, girl?" The old man is not stupid and knows that there is no free lunch in the world.
"It's nothing to ask for. I will set up a ban here after I leave. Generally speaking, mortals cannot break it. If someone can break it, it will definitely not be something you can resist. You, just guard my
Just leave the house, you can use all the herbs here." Song Wan tempted like a little devil.
"So simple?" The old man seemed a little unable to believe his ears.
"Yes, it's that simple." Song Wan tried her best to force out a smile that she thought was the most pure and harmless, but she didn't know that from the perspective of Apeng behind her, she felt that it was somewhat similar to a certain fox.
"Okay, I agree." Although the old man felt it was a scam, he still gritted his teeth and agreed.
"What kind of attitude and expression is this? Why are you so reluctant? It's as if I'm forcing you." Song Wan's eyes widened, feeling a little unhappy.
"No, girl's kindness, I have accepted it, and I will certainly live up to my trust." The old man quickly bowed.
"Humph" Song Wan was still a little dissatisfied.
"Young lady just now said you can't ascend to the fairy world. So, little old man, what should I do? If I don't ascend, my physical body will soon break down." The old man asked with a frown.
"This is indeed a problem, but I have something here that can make you an immortal, even if you don't go to the immortal world." Song Wan showed a sly smile.
"Girl, you are so kind and kind, I will never forget this little old man!" The old man fell to his knees with a plop.
"Who wants you to be unforgettable? Of course I have my reasons for doing this." Song Wan's face suddenly turned cold.
"Yes, yes, then, girl...this..." The old man obviously couldn't hold it anymore. In fact, he didn't want to leave the world at all. How many people would be willing to give up the place where he had lived for most of his life and then go to a completely unfamiliar place?
The environment has changed from people at the top to the bottom. As the saying goes, it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. This is the bad nature of people.
"Here, this is for you. This is the water from the Immortal Transformation Pond in the Immortal Realm. It is used to baptize the soul. Also, you are not a body refiner, so you can only ascend with your soul, and you have to give up this body." Song Wan
Looking at the old man, what she said was true. Because she practiced the Qingshui lineage technique, she directly ascended physically.
In the mortal world, some people call death emergence or death. This is not groundless, because after a person successfully ascends through cultivation, his physical body will be left in the lower world, losing his spirituality and vitality, and he will be the same as the dead. Therefore, people in later generations will do it for themselves.
For comfort, the dead people are said to have transformed into immortals. In fact, they don't know whether immortals exist. It's just that everything has a thought, and they would rather believe that they do.
"Abandon your body? That's all. You've been with me for so many years, but you're just a stinker." The old man said with a wry smile, "There are more girls. If the girls give you any instructions, my Jinxi Tang family will definitely go through fire and water."
"Are you from the Tang family in Jinxi? Who are you, Tang Ji?" Only then did Song Wan glance at the old man with a serious look. There was a slight resemblance between her eyebrows and Tang Ji's.
"Tang Ji is my son. It's just that I have lived in seclusion for many years and don't care about worldly affairs. Who would have thought that things would have changed when I came out again? That boy Tang Ji's achievements have almost surpassed mine." There was pride in the old man's words.