Under Wuyi Mountain.

tea stand.

A Taoist wearing a green scarf and hemp shoes sat on the table. At his feet was a strange-looking kitten. It was obviously a cat, but it had the word "王" on its forehead.

He listened to the conversation not far away.

"I'm telling you, our tea stall is amazing, it's a place filled with magic." A storyteller was surrounded by a large group of idlers.

"Old Zhangtou, please stop boasting. I have been to Lao Wangtou's tea stall a thousand times if not eight hundred times. Do you know if there is any magic sign?" A skinny old man is obviously the boss here. The patron didn't believe a word of what Mr. Storyteller Lao Zhangtou said.

The storyteller said calmly, "That's because you were late. A few days ago, a customer was drinking tea at Lao Wangtou's tea stall, and he was sitting there..."

Everyone looked where his finger pointed, and there was a Taoist sitting there, with a cat lying at the Taoist's feet.

The Taoist was listening attentively. When he saw everyone turning their heads, he smiled but said nothing.

The storyteller continued: "The guest was a young man dressed in white, with delicate features, a wine gourd on his waist, and a big turtle lying at his feet. I was talking about the Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain. The guest and I After saying a few words, the big turtle on one side rose up into the clouds and became three feet long. The guests sat on the big turtle and flew into the sky."

"Really?" the skinny old man asked doubtfully.

"Really! I was there at that time and saw with my own eyes that immortal stepping on a turtle and flying away in the air. Not to mention how big the turtle was, it was bigger than the stone lion in front of a wealthy family's house." A big man said.

"I've seen it too!"

"I've seen it too!"

There were several people in the crowd surrounding the storyteller.

"White clothes, wine gourd, carrying a sword? Could it be that one..." The Taoist's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

His name was Shen Gongbao, and he traveled all over the world, recruiting loose cultivators from three mountains and five mountains to resist Xiqi.

This time around, he only managed to win over a few loose immortals with shallow cultivation. He was very disappointed. It was absolutely impossible to resist Xiqi and the masters from Yuxu Palace.

He was disheartened and sat next to the tea stall to rest when he heard such news.

If his guess is correct, this immortal is probably Lin Fan, the stunningly talented Da Luo Jin Immortal from Jie Jiao!

If Lin Fan can be invited to the Yin Shang Dynasty to resist Xiqi and destroy his senior brother Jiang Ziya's great cause of protecting Zhou Dynasty, it will be just around the corner!

"Where is that immortal now? Old Zhangtou, do you know." Shen Gongbao looked at the storyteller.

As soon as the storyteller's hand sank, he saw a heavy piece of gold. His breathing suddenly became serious, and his face was extremely excited, but he was a little confused: "Taoist Priest, I am just a mortal, how can I know the traces of the immortal. This gold is mine." If you don’t dare to accept it, please take it back.”

Shen Gongbao walked towards the storyteller. When the crowd around the storyteller saw Shen Gongbao's generosity, they saw that he was either rich or noble, and they dispersed like birds and beasts.

Only Shen Gongbao and the storyteller were left.

"Sir, can you tell me what unusual things have happened here recently?" Shen Gongbao asked unwillingly.

The storyteller looked at the heavy gold in his hand and said boldly: "Yes. Well, there is a Wuyi Mountain near where we are. Yesterday, Wuyi Mountain collapsed. A woodcutter who was about to enter the mountain said that he had seen with his own eyes a handful of gold. A sword bigger than Wuyi Mountain fell from the top of the mountain and chopped Wuyi Mountain into pieces."

"Big sword?" Shen Gongbao took a deep breath.

The most powerful swordsman in the ancient world was undoubtedly the disciple of Jie Jiao. Lin Fan was known as the Wine Sword Immortal. It is estimated that the sword that cut Wuyi Mountain was wielded by Lin Fan.

It seems that the Immortal Lin Fan has not gone far, and may still be on top of Wuyi Mountain.

His heart was extremely hot.

Shen Gongbao stamped his feet, and the kitten lying on the ground let out a deep tiger roar, and transformed into a big black tiger, showing its ferocious power.

"Ah!" The storyteller took two steps back in fright.

Shen Gongbao rode on the black tiger's back, and the black tiger flew away.

"Another immortal! Another immortal!" The storyteller's face was filled with glory, and he had something to brag about again.

Especially when I have the gold rewarded by the immortal in my hand, gold...

He looked down at the gold in his hand, but he didn't know when it had disappeared.

His expression was strange. Did the immortal take back the gold?

Is this really an immortal?

Too stingy!

……

Shen Gongbao rode the black tiger and flew up to Wuyi Mountain.

He put a heavy piece of gold into his purse.

Looking at the collapsed Wuyi Mountain, the mountainside and foothills were covered with rubble, and there were many traces indicating that a shocking battle had just occurred here.

He glanced around and saw that in addition to the rocks, there were also some mortals who died in the aftermath of the immortal battle. They were probably hunters who went to the mountains to pick tea or hunt, and woodcutter who went to the mountains to cut firewood.

The corpse was lying in the ruins, and souls with dull eyes were floating on the corpse. It was obvious that they had just died.

The underworld was so frightened by the aftermath of the immortal war that they did not dare to collect the soul for a while.

Shen Gongbao ignored these souls. This was a normal thing. In the battle between immortals, no matter how restrained it was, it would affect mortals, just like a person walking without noticing that he might trample to death a few ants.

Shen Gongbao rode a black tiger and circled around Wuyi Mountain several times.

He is a registered disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun under Yuxu's sect. He practices the Yuqing Immortal Canon to explain the teachings. Although he is only a Golden Immortal, his knowledge and experience are extraordinary.

He vaguely felt an extremely powerful aura lingering nearby, but no matter how hard he searched, he could never find it.

"The poor Taoist Shen Gongbao wants to see Lin Shangxian!" Shen Gongbao still refused to give up and said loudly.

He used the little magic of sound amplification to amplify the sound a hundred times, not letting go of any corner of Wuyi Mountain.

Roar!

A low growl.

Shen Gongbao saw a giant turtle emerging from the void. Its head was like a dragon's head, ferocious and terrifying. It had two long dragon horns and its body was huge, as big as a mountain.

The majestic coercion of the late Taiyi Golden Immortal was flowing on the giant turtle. The pressure was as heavy as mercury. Shen Gongbao felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his back was bent as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

"Hiss!" Shen Gongbao's legs were trembling and his face was pale. In front of this giant turtle, he was like a toddler who was babbling and couldn't muster the courage to resist at all.

But Shen Gongbao's face became more and more excited.

He knew he was in the right place.

It is said that Lin Fan's mount is a giant turtle from the East China Sea.

He looked at the giant turtle nervously and held his breath.

He was betting that Lin Fan would refuse to see him if he met him.

A slightly mature and steady voice came from above Aoshou: "You want to see me?"

Shen Gongbao took a deep breath. He was so flustered and nervous that he didn't see a young man in white clothes sitting on top of the head with a sword in his hand.

"Lin Shangxian, poor Taoist Shen Gongbao is so polite." Shen Gongbao bowed deeply and lowered his head deeply, showing his incomparable respect for Lin Fan.

Sitting on top of the leader was Lin Fan.

He was secretly surprised that someone came to bring him a pillow when he fell asleep. It happened that he wanted to go to the Great Shang Dynasty to see what the legendary luck in the world was like.

He had a guess. His Jiuxian Gourd was good at refining and returning everything to its origin. So, could it turn the fate of the world back to its origin and turn it into heavenly merit without any harm?

The merits of heaven are something condensed from the origin of heaven. They are more powerful than any elixir and elixir. Especially with the refining of the Immortal Wine Gourd, Lin Fan does not have to worry about the merits of heaven being mixed with the will of the prehistoric heaven.

In other words, if the human luck is taken into the Jiuxian Gourd and refined by Lin Fan, it will become pure heavenly merit without side effects.

Lin Fan calmed down the excitement in his heart, looked at Shen Gongbao, and said, "You are the Chan sect, and I am the Jie sect. Our two sects are in opposition. Could it be that you are looking for me to harm me?"

Although Lin Fan very much longed for luck in the world, Lin Fan couldn't let Shen Gongbao see it, otherwise if the initiative was lost, he would have to look at Shen Gongbao's face as a master of interception.

Shen Gongbao said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Although Pindao is a disciple of Chanjiao, the essence of Pindao is a leopard. Those old guys in Chanjiao don't like me, and they never teach the true teachings to Pindao. The Qingxian Canon is all fragmentary and has lost the follow-up skills to advance to Taiyi Golden Immortal. How can a poor Taoist be willing to explain the teaching?"

He continued: "The Jie Jiao is different. The Jie Jiao emphasizes teaching without distinction. It is a holy place for us immortals with ordinary feet. If Pindao hadn't worshiped the Chan Jiao by mistake in his early years, Pindao would have definitely worshiped the Chan Jiao. Enter Jie Jiao. I feel that Jie Jiao is the true orthodoxy of saints. It is a place of harmony and respect between brothers and sisters. It is the place for my generation to practice."

Lin Fan smiled lightly.

What Shen Gongbao said is exaggerated, but in a sense it is true.

He felt what unity means in Jiaojiao!

Except for a few rebels such as Dingguangxian, the Jiejiao masters are all harmonious and extremely united.

Seeing Lin Fan's smile, Shen Gongbao's confidence greatly increased and he said: "The fellow Taoists Pindao has made are all immortals and demon immortals from three mountains and five mountains. There are also many Taoist masters who do not dislike Pindao's origin and are willing to associate with Pindao." friend."

Lin Fan said: "I understand. Tell me what you want from me?"

When Shen Gongbao heard that there was something interesting, he said: "Lin Shangxian, do you know that the Great Shang Dynasty is facing the crisis of annihilation. The Great Shang Dynasty has many Jiejiao disciples serving, representing the orthodoxy of the human race, but this human race orthodoxy is being subverted by some careerists. So. The Immortal Chanjiao led by my junior brother Jiang Ziya went against the grain and ordered Xiqi to attack the Great Shang Dynasty in an attempt to subvert the orthodoxy of the human race, and also bullied many of your disciples."

Lin Fan pretended to be angry and said: "What? The Immortal of the Chan Sect bullied many of my Jie Sect's disciples?"

Shen Gongbao said: "That's right! Yu Hua, the front-line general of the Panshui Pass, and Chen Tong, the guard of Tongguan, were both fourth-generation disciples of Jie Jiao, and they died in the hands of Chan Jiao disciples."

"Hmph, my Jie Jiao disciple died in the hands of the Chan Jiao disciple. I'm really angry. Tell me who killed him, and I will definitely avenge them." Lin Fan pretended to be angry, even though he and Yu Hua They don't know each other.

"Lin Shangxian, wait a minute! Lin Shangxian has a high status. Emperor Xin has admired Lin Shangxian for a long time, and only hopes to meet Lin Shangxian. When Emperor Xin gives him the identity, Lin Shangxian will have the status to deal with the disciples of the Chan Sect. Otherwise, the teacher will be unknown, and Lin Shangxian will be bullied by the big one. Infamy." Shen Gongbao said very thoughtfully.

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded.

He was about to go to Chaoge with Shen Gongbao when he suddenly saw the ruins of Wuyi Mountain.

In the ruins, there are many mortal corpses affected by the aftermath of the Immortal War, with souls floating on the corpses.

"Alas!" Lin Fan sighed slightly.

"Is Lin Shangxian feeling guilty? There is no need to feel guilty. Countless mortals die every year due to the aftermath of the immortal. This may be the fate of mortals." Shen Gongbao said.

"Since things started because of me, they will end because of me." Lin Fan is the soul of modern people after all, and he can't bear to look at the innocent mortals everywhere who died because of him.

A powerful magical hand flew out from behind him and carried the mortal corpses around Wuyi Mountain. More and more corpses were gathered, so much that they could even fill a large square.

He stretched out his spiritual sense and quickly fired in a circle. Some mortals went into the mountains to hunt, some went up to the mountains to pick tea, and some went into the mountains to chop firewood. However, because of his battle with Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng, he was killed in the aftermath. Disaster and death.

"Huh?" Lin Fan's heart moved, and he saw an acquaintance.

There was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with bruises and bruises on his skin and tattered clothes. He was the child he saw on the investigation who said he wanted to find immortals to find elixirs to cure his mother's illness.

He originally thought that the young man was just talking, but he didn't expect that the young man actually went into the mountains and climbed the rocks, just to find a chance of life for his seriously ill mother.

His heart couldn't help but tremble.

Lin Fan opened the Jiuxian gourd, took a sip of the Earthly Qi Immortal Wine, and spit it out suddenly, spraying it all on the mortals gathered with magic power.

Earth Qi Immortal Wine is brewed from the innate spirit earth energy. It has amazing medicinal power. If Earth Immortal drinks a gourd, he can be promoted to Xuan Immortal on the spot, let alone a mortal.

In an instant, the corpses of those mortals exuded vitality, flowing with the breath of life.

"Back!" Lin Fan shouted, and the souls floating in the air were knocked back to his body.

After a few breaths, the mortals opened their eyes one after another.

"Am I dead?"

"I remember that there was a big sword that chopped up the mountains, and I was killed by the falling rocks. Why am I still alive?"

"Isn't this the underworld? But the old people say that the underworld is dark all year round and there is no sunlight. Isn't this the underworld?"

The mortals who opened their eyes were all very confused. What was even more horrifying was that they found that they were all floating in mid-air.

The eleven or twelve year old boy also saw the scene in front of him.

Lin Fan on the giant turtle.

Shen Gongbao on the black tiger.

"Immortal! Immortal! It was the Immortal who saved us!"

The young man shouted, extremely surprised.

The mortals who were saved all reacted and kowtowed to Lin Fan one after another.

"Lin Shangxian is really kind-hearted." Shen Gongbao praised, but it was obvious that he was not distracted.

There are so many mortals who die in the aftermath of immortals every year. After seeing too many of them, we can no longer feel pity.

Lin Fan said: "Everyone of you, please go back."

With a wave of his sleeves, mortals disappeared from the sky one after another and were sent away with his magic power.

"Immortal, please save my mother!" the young man shouted.

When it was the boy's turn, Lin Fan was startled.

Very courageous!

In the end, Lin Fan sent everyone away except the boy.

The young man's figure disappeared, and the next moment it landed on top of Aoshou, next to Lin Fan.

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