Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Boubo suddenly became angry from embarrassment, while putting away his power, he slapped the royal tomb with his wings angrily.

Ye Qianli hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't mess around."

"He's just a mortal, already old and weak, with a lack of energy and blood."

"How can I bear such a fright like you."

"Hmph. You deserve it for being scared to death."

"I hate this kind of guy who is following the trend."

Bubu snorted coldly, but still took out a pill from his pocket.

"Take it and feed him."

"Then quickly take him away."

"You don't want to be because of such a bad old man who came out of nowhere."

"And really angered Lynch?"

Ye Qianli smiled bitterly, nodded, and after feeding Wang Ling with the elixir, he reached out to hug Wang Ling and turned to leave.

But it was too late to take off.

Hearing the sound of the cave, he turned his head and saw Lynch, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, stepped out.

"What's the noise?"

Lynch's tone was displeased, and he spoke indifferently.

Bubu and Ye Qianli were taken aback, and hurriedly told Lin Qi about the matter.

"It turned out to be a letter from an old friend many years ago."

Lynch nodded slightly.

Somewhat unexpectedly, after the farewell that year, Li Qizi, who thought it would be hard to meet again, would write to him.

Or let a mortal send it.

It was inexplicable.

A thought flashed in Lin Qi's mind, he glanced at Wang Ling lying unconscious in Ye Qianli's arms, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

In the next second, the letter kept by Wang Ling fell into Lynch's hands.

Lynch opened it, shook his head and laughed.

"They really have a heart."

"It's good that you haven't forgotten me yet."

"But unfortunately."

Lynch put away the letter and ordered.

"I've already read the letter. When he wakes up, give him some favors and send him away."

After finishing speaking, Lynch turned and returned to the cave.

The refinement of meteorite fragments has ended, and next he will retreat to sort out the gains from this practice.

As for what was said in the letter sent by Wang Ling all the way.

After all, it is the boundary gap.

He's good luck, my chicken ribs.

Not worth mentioning.

……

Three days later, Lynch was digesting the gains from this practice in the cave.

Suddenly, there was noise outside the cave.

Displeased, he opened the door and walked out.

I saw that mortal named Wang Ling kowtowed in front of his cave to see him.

But Bubu and Ye Qianli didn't stop him, but looked at him with sincere eyes.

Lynch was puzzled and was about to ask.

Suddenly, the dream bubbles became restless.

Lynch's heart moved, and he pointed.

Wang Ling, who was kowtowing to see him, fell to the ground in an instant.

Chapter 222: Fellow Daoists Are Difficult 2

"The big dream is thousands of years old."

"What year is tonight?"

……

Ruouowu murmured.

The young swordsman woke up suddenly from the inn.

He looked like he was only about 20 years old, in the prime of his life.

He was stunned for a moment, then got up and walked to the mirror.

Looking at his younger self in the mirror, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Until the street outside the window became full of people.

He just recovered from his trance, hesitated, and picked up the long sword under the pillow.

The sword is five feet six inches long and made of deep-sea fine iron.

He remembered that he spent most of his savings to buy the sword.

If he remembered correctly.

He originally wanted to rely on this sword to travel thousands of miles and wield a million swords.

Go to the end of the world with a sword, from south to north.

In the end, he walked all the way to Banxian Mountain, picked up the stars with one sword, and worshiped in the fairy courtyard.

But this road to immortality is only halfway through.

When passing Qiulong Mountain, it stopped abruptly.

Because he met six fairy elders in the mountains.

The six immortal elders entrusted him to deliver a letter.

"So, am I back to 20 years ago?"

He muttered, pushed open the window, and the green hills in the distance were gloomy.

It was Qiulong Mountain that he passed by 20 years ago.

It is said that in Qiulong Mountain, there used to be a horned dragon who committed evil and was beheaded by an immortal master.

The horned dragon corpse turned into a mountain.

True or false is unknown.

The only thing that can be known is that Qiulong Mountain has a unique terrain, and there are many exotic flowers and grasses growing there.

Although it is not the secret realm that the immortal master said.

But it is said that immortal masters come here from time to time, visiting the mountains to find medicine.

There are many legends about encountering immortals.

This is why when he was young, he would include Qiulong Mountain in his road to immortality.

At that time, he naturally had some thoughts of encountering an immortal master in the mountains.

"But I didn't expect that although I did meet an immortal master."

"But it also completely changed my destiny."

"So, do you want to repeat the same mistakes?"

He looked at Qiulong Mountain in the distance with a complicated expression.

After a long silence, he slowly put his sword on his back.

"It cannot be repeated."

"Although I don't know why God let me go back to 20 years ago."

"But maybe this is God's mercy, pity on my stupid choice last time."

"Give me a chance to choose again."

He was talking to himself, holding his sword.

Decided not to enter Qiulong Mountain this time.

As stupid as last time, to waste the opportunity of a lifetime, to deliver a letter for someone.

Anyway, even if he gave up his life, he gave up the most precious 20 years.

After countless hardships and ups and downs unimaginable to ordinary people, the letter was delivered.

In the end, all he got was a light smile.

He would not be so stupid as to use his own life to witness the indifference of the immortal master again.

Xianfan is different.

What he cares about is just a joke in the eyes of the immortal master.

he told himself so.

Then he walked out of the inn and headed away from Qiulong Mountain without looking back.

Once again, he is no longer stupid.

……

Three hours later.

Holding the sword, the young man came to the foot of Qiulong Mountain again.

Facing the fork in the road that once changed his destiny.

With a sigh, he still chose to walk into the same river.

"If I don't come."

"The only way they can die."

"Maybe it's actually possible to meet another fool."

"But at least I have experience."

"You can avoid many detours."

"It's better than ignoring it, or hurting other people."

He murmured in a low voice, and walked into the place of destiny with his sword in hand.

there.

The miasma continued, covering an abyss.

He walked to the place where he left behind in a familiar way.

After a while.

A familiar handprint of true energy passed by, leading him into the abyss shrouded in miasma.

This is a dilapidated secret realm hidden deep in the mountain stream.