He had twenty-eight choices at the time, but he chose himself in the end. This demon was too kind.
Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou didn't know what to say. This was their choice. They were just sad for a moment, but they soon realized a problem.
Sheng Qing just said that he has become an immortal and has passed the immortal tribulation.
Wang Xilou said blankly: "Are you dead?"
"Well, he just died."
"??"
Shengqing chuckled: "Monsters are born from the gathering of spirits. I gave up my body in the mountains. In this way, the individual named Shengqing is dead, and what is now is only the true spirit, which is what you call Yang Shen." , ghost, but because in the three hexagrams, my immortal tribulation has passed, I have obtained the status of an immortal by virtue of my true spirit state."
"...
OK, the situation is not coherent.
Wu Li scratched his head, he was repaying the past. This was definitely the easiest deduction ever.
Because he killed his body by himself, his true spirit was almost preserved, and now his true spirit has become an immortal directly, and all he does is play tricks.
Wang Xi peeled a melon seed, fed it to Feng Wuli's mouth, and muttered: "How come you don't look like a ghost at all, and you can still play games and drink Coke.
Shengqing lowered his head and looked at himself, and explained gently: "After all, he is the ghost of an immortal, so he must be a little different."
"It always feels weird."
"How could it be strange? You see me as a shadow."
He has a very serious personality. He stood up and let Feng Wuli and the others look at him, his true form.
Then he thought: "Ghosts don't have legs, right?"
"It seems like this." Feng Wuli chewed melon seeds.
After polishing it a bit, the legs were hidden, and I asked if it looked too much like this.
Neither master nor disciple could understand how someone could think about such a strange problem so seriously.
"Do you need me to put a circle on your head?"
"That's Western. We are not the same."
"Yes. He said regretfully.
"Why do you care so much about this, Sir?"
"I have to respect my new identity. I have been a monster for several years and this is my first time. If necessary, I would like to be reincarnated as a human. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆·无码first release~~"
It can be seen that he is Shinichi and doesn't mind that he is dead now. Being a ghost is a novelty.
Eight hundred years ago, the terrifying Zombie King failed to survive the tribulation and was reduced to a little zombie washing food, cooking and warming the bed. Now he is sitting there peeling melon seeds for someone and is enjoying himself.
For thousands of years, the immortals failed to cross the tribulation and became a ghost.
They all failed, but they didn't fail completely, and survived in another way.
Wang Xilou asked: "Then what are your plans now?"
"After the tribulation, it consumes a lot. After becoming a ghost, you don't have the ability to swallow spirits. In addition, if the wind blows up, it can swallow the scattered spirits unless they leave."
Therefore, the eighteen fools outside now have actually become his tools, but they can be regarded as willing to endure.
"Do you need me to provide it to you? My spiritual power is sufficient.
"Need not."
His tone was calm: “There are too many needs, and no one person can satisfy them.”….
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"Don't you think it's strange why I can't feel my spirit? If I didn't use the power of cultivation, I would be no different from an ordinary person."
"A secret method to conceal the class?
"Would you like to take a closer look?"
His interest arose. He liked to explore new things. He closed his eyes and took a closer look. Then he saw twenty-eight spheres of different colors among the mountains and forests. They were either the size of a house or the size of a pond. He was young. It's so light and easy, it's really an amazing talent.
But when he saw the young man in front of him, there was nothing. He was a little surprised. Just when he was about to ask something, the young man asked him to increase his perception.
The ground was getting farther and farther away, the houses in the mountain village were getting smaller and smaller, and finally he even saw half of Huaiqing. He finally understood what the young man said.
The white sphere that cages the county seat...
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"Need help?" Feng Wuli asked with a smile.
Wang Lou was happy: "If I don't need him, my father won't bear to take more, so what is he doing?"
Shengqing opened his eyes, smiled and shook his head:
"No need, they are innocent. They all hope that if I fail to overcome the tribulation, they will find me and leave the immortal slough, so that they can use it to make spiritual creations, or to understand my spiritual path and the path to becoming an immortal. I left it in the mountains and forests. My legacy should be used as a thank you gift to them."
"You deserve to be alive." Wang Xilou sat on a chair, cracked a small handful of melon seeds, and asked Wu Li to take it over.
Master Lin came outside to borrow hot bubble noodles and went out to treat himself.
Shengqing waved his hand, and his shadow and legs came back. He sat there watching the electricity and told Wang Xilou about his situation in the past few years.
He is one of the few friends of Wang Xilou. Although they have not met many times and have not spoken many words, each time they meet, there is a gap of hundreds of years. Things are different in the world. When they meet again, even if it is a tree, Even a stone can make people feel deeply comforted, let alone people.
Feng Wu went out with a big kettle. When the man saw that there was another person in the house, he teased Menzi with the villager and said that a relative had come to the house.
"A friend from the town below.
Those people didn't care. When there was another NPC in the village, they ate instant noodles and went to find the immortal again.
"Thank you, little brother. If the time comes, I will take good care of you!"
Feng Wuzhuzi was lively.
This martial arts master still didn't give up, and he even spoke out. He heard rumors about the immortals in Guanshan here, saying that he came to see the immortals.
The villagers generally smiled and said nothing.
Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou watched these fools running all over the mountain, and Shengqing moved into their house. He was a ghost now, and his uncle was gone, so he slept in his sister's room.
The group of practitioners got along well with the people. Although the mountain was desolate, it was isolated from the villagers.
During the day, my uncle and aunt were busy. He, the little zombie, and a ghost were at home.
They came to chat with Feng Wuli from time to time, because Feng Wuli was one of the few people in the village who could speak Mandarin, so almost all of them joined him. From time to time, they drank tea in the house, watched TV, and set off to look for immortals again. ….
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The lifestyle of waking up in the morning to clean up the filth and returning home with the moonlight is also a kind of mental cultivation for them, and they have a feeling of abhorrence.
At least I've had enough to eat recently.
The first few villagers served peanuts and corns, and the village set up a few tables to treat these to the gods, all of which were farm dishes.
That Huang likes to bully these valley brats for fun, but those who are being bullied like to play with him very much, and they even call him a big brother.
There was also a lame man who was a carpenter. Villagers came to him with broken farm tools and furniture at home, and he could repair them. The pay was very cheap, and he would sometimes give him a meal in the middle of the day.
There was an Orion who said that he had seen the monster in the mountains several decades ago. Few people in the village had heard the Orion's story and didn't take it seriously.
This group of martial arts people have a keen eye for guessing, and they often ask the old hunter something, trying to find any clues about the immortal.
Today's weather, although the wind is still very strong, is sunny and windless. Wang Xilou went to catch fish for fun. The master and the apprentice took buckets and prepared to send them out.
This group of practitioners refused to leave, and Feng Li was still worried, so he guarded the village.
When it comes to catching fish, it's more like a little zombie going on a mountain tour. It's said to be deep in the mountains and wild forests, but in fact it's beautiful and the environment is very quiet, always giving it a Zen feel.
It's just far away from human habitation, so it's easier to develop tourism, and the road is not easy to travel.
The little zombie was dressed like a country girl in the summer, wearing a braid and shredded shorts. Her little feet were wearing flip-flops that were obviously one size too big, and she was walking forward.
He said, "It's good to live here after you get married. Master will wash and cook for you. We can raise a few chickens, ducks and geese, and cultivate a few acres of land. That's good."
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Behind Feng Wuli, he poked her back with a randomly picked up stick. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "You just find it novel. You will soon feel that it is better to return to modern times."
"What? Master just feels that these days are very difficult.
"You go back to my sister's room to sleep tonight."
"...I don't even know what you are talking about."
She turned her head and looked at the guy who was poking her with a stick: "Why don't you poke your ass? I'm sorry, you're already dirty."
Then he grabbed his stick and ran behind Feng Wuli, imitating the way he had just poked him, poking him here and there, and then threw the stick away, and put his hands on his shoulders to push him away and play with him.
Feng Wuli suddenly deliberately opposed her and stood up to prevent her from pushing him away.
She was stunned and didn't move.
"You have become more capable. I dare to compete with Master."
She slowly increased her strength, and then found that, hey, it still couldn't be pushed, so she had some words.
"Okay, you, Master raised you up like this because you were against Master, right?"
"Master needs to be serious."
She secretly exerted her strength, but if she continued to exert her strength and couldn't push it, she would lose face. Wang Xilou considered himself a master, and she couldn't always lose face in front of her younger brother.
Can't help but have it.
The corners of Feng Wuli's lips curled up.
Childish little zombies.
There are many rivers in Huaiqing, known as one river, eight rivers and twenty-one rivers. There is a small creek next to the village, which can flood the stomach when the sky is full, and the river is very wide. ….
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The scenery is also very good. All the beauty of autumn is by the stream. After the wind blows, the sky becomes high and blue. There are heads on both sides, and the trees on both sides stretch out. The branches hanging on the surface grow close to the water, and the water floats on the surface. There were many leaves, and purple flowers fell on them as the water flowed.
The autumn breeze blows, and countless leaves fall instantly. The continuous falling leaves are as gentle as rain. The stream is not too fast. The fish under the water seem to be floating in the air, motionless. When a flower falls into the water, it makes ripples, and then you know it is the water.
Wang Xilou was taking pictures on the side, and Feng Wuli was digging for earthworms. He had a great time with the little zombie, so he went over to dig with him.
"Does your digger look familiar?
Feng Wuli put it away silently.
"You use the teeth that Master Hou gave you to protect you to dig out earthworms?"
"..." That thing is useful, and it can't be broken.
"Fengli!"
There were people from Bi Village fishing, with a dog by their side, following Feng Wu from a distance to say hello.
The fishing poles were standing on the side. Whether or not you could catch something depended on fate. People sat side by side on a rock, pulled up their trousers and put their feet in the water.
It's cool and comfortable, and the wind is also very comfortable, making people want to sleep.
"Tell me if you can find jade or something." Xilou added like a curious baby, "I'll make a fortune if I find it."
Feng Wuli looked at the water, "The water level will probably drop in a few days. They are some small fish. Correct update @jhssd"
"Do you think my father looks like me?
"……pebble."
"Hey, look to see if it's a fish.
Feng Wuli took a look and saw that it was true. He immediately ran over to pull the fish, and the little zombie followed closely with bare feet.
The result was a slap in the face, and Wang Xilou laughed at him.
"Make me crucian carp soup tonight."
"It's so small, just fry it and eat it."
"I want to drink fish in autumn."
She couldn't stand Feng Wuli. She said whatever she wanted, she had always responded to requests since she was a child. The little zombie took the palm-sized fish and scratched his head: "... Master, think of a way."
"Go back and soak your feet.
"good."
Occasionally, one or two cultivators will appear in the forest. They seem to have made some extraordinary progress recently and want to discover the place where Shengqing Immortal Sloughed off.
The smell is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone hopes to get that slough.
I saw this young couple fishing there, so I said hello when I met them.
Those who are already relatively familiar, such as yellow hair, men in suits, and Douyin celebrity ladies, can (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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Come over and chat with them a little more and ask how the fishing is.
At sunset, in the evening of the mountains, the mountains with heavy rocky peaks in the distance turn into a curtain, and the geese fly under the dusk sky.
A large group of martial arts masters returned to the locust tree at the entrance of the village one after another. Now they swore that the one who buckled the immortal must be dead, and the only thing left was to find the immortal slough.
They were also divided into five or six groups, secretly competing with each other, hoping that the other party would withdraw from this exploration of the immortal relics.
No matter who finds that immortal slough, it will inevitably lead to snatching from all other parties.
From a distance, someone walked over, and his figure slowly grew bigger. @ESSENCE\/书馆*First update~~….
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It turned out to be the villager, carrying his little girlfriend on his back, returning from fishing.
Wang Xilou was holding shoes in one hand and a bucket in the other. His little girl was cute and swaying, and she even sang a song for Wu Li.
"Don't move so much."
Wang Xilou smiled, leaned forward and pecked Feng Wuli on the face.
Feng Wuli was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "I will be punished for carrying you!"
"??"
"Master will punish you severely."
"Don't make trouble, people are watching."
Wang Xilou noticed that he was about to return to the village, his face turned red, and he hid on his back.
The faces of all those people were expressionless.
Feng Wuli also noticed them, smiled and said hello, and people who already knew him asked him how his harvest was.
"Just some small fish and shrimps."
Everyone looked at this young man from a mountain village, who was the first villager they had interacted with. Even though he knew them, he still provided them with accommodation. They remembered that if the other party hadn't come out that night, what would have happened to them and others.
I am very grateful to this kind villager.
But as a powerful practitioner, how could he be favored by a villager in a mountain village?
Now I can be regarded as a private visit incognito. I am just disappointed, but I am very capable.
I have to find a way to show my hand in front of the villagers and save some face.
Suddenly, the wind became louder.
Everyone didn't dare to stay for a long time and went to the partridge room one after another.
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