After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

"A few days ago, I followed fellow Taoist Zhang Chengyang to the ancient battlefield. By the way, you told me this news. After that..."

"When I was counting the harvest, I found this storage bag. I thought the contents inside were a bit special, so I kept it. I originally wanted to ask you about it, but I didn't expect..."

Bai Wuchen took out the broken storage bag and put it on the table.

Thinking that Wang Ziying had no cultivation and could not open the storage bag, Bai Wuchen took the storage bag back and took out the contents one by one.

"This is indeed the clothes that my clan brother often wears. This is..."

Seeing the big bag of black stuff, Wang Ziying couldn't help but burst into tears.

Bai Wuchen silently picked up a towel on the table and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Wang Ziying wiped away her tears and said: "This is the peace cake made by Sister Xiuzhen for cousin Ziqu. I remember that I made a total of ninety-nine pieces at that time. It means long-term meaning. I didn't expect..."

Wang Ziying could not help but cry softly.

The man shed tears without hesitation, but he was not sad yet. I think he had a deep relationship with his clan brother, like a brother or a father.

"There are eighty-two peace cakes here."

Bai Wuchen glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness and blurted out. After saying this, he regretted it. Sure enough, Wang Ziying's cry became more sad.

I didn't eat a few pieces of the peace cake, which means that Wang Ziqu was probably killed shortly after leaving home.

Bai Wuchen felt a little regretful. Wasn't this exposing someone's scars?

After a while, Wang Ziying stopped crying and wiped the tears from his face. His eyes were red and swollen.

"Please, Immortal Wuchen, please put these things into a storage bag. I want to take them to Sister-in-law Xiuzhen."

After Bai Wuchen put the things away, he thought carefully and said, "Sister-in-law Xiuzhen must be very old. How can she bear such excitement?"

Wang Ziying showed a smile and said: "Sister-in-law Xiuzhen will definitely be unhappy if she hears what you said. Sister-in-law Xiuzhen is under forty years old this year."

"Uh!" Bai Wuchen was stunned. He thought Sister-in-law Xiuzhen was the same age as Wang Ziqu. If Wang Ziqu were alive, he would be almost seventy years old this year.

"It's like this. My cousin had good looks, was suave, had jade trees in the wind, and was highly cultivated. Naturally, he was favored by women. He and Sister-in-law Xiuzhen have been married for more than ten years, and they have always been very affectionate."

"Ah, so that's it." Bai Wuchen suddenly said.

"Immortal Wuchen, I have to go find Sister-in-law Xiuzhen. I apologize for being with you. I will definitely pay you a visit another day."

"Please, Ziying."

After Wang Ziying left, Bai Wuchen also left Yahang.

He was also a little sad. Separation between life and death was the most tragic thing in the world.

However, according to what Wang Ziying said, his cousin had no bad deeds on weekdays. It seems that he has been successfully reincarnated. Calculating, he should be over nine years old this year, which is the time to be naughty.

Suddenly, Bai Wuchen was no longer sad. The cycle of life and death, and the cycle of cause and effect, were normal things.

Thinking of this, Bai Wuchen's state of mind seemed to have improved a bit and became more transparent.

What the world can't let go of is obsession.

Bai Wuchen thought that there was a soul-chasing technique in Tianshengshui Jue, which could find people after reincarnation.

Wang Ziying and Xiuzhen have been waiting for so many years. If they can see Wang Ziqu's reincarnation, they may be able to comfort themselves.

You can ask Wang Ziying next time you see him.

Bai Wuchen walked slowly on the street. He walked very slowly.

Walking too fast is not conducive to thinking.

He was thinking about what he needed to prepare before departure, making sure everything was in place and everything was in place.

Even gold and silver were exchanged for several kilograms each. The exchange ratio here is that a low-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred taels of gold.

In the city of cultivating immortals, gold and silver are worthless and can only be used in mortal cities.

This is considered the hard currency of a mortal city, and it should be enough to exchange it for a few kilograms.

Bai Wuchen had nothing to do and used his spiritual power to shape the exchanged gold and silver into small pieces of ingots.

I also picked up some gold and silver jewelry, hairpins, rings, bracelets, necklaces, etc.

Under Bai Wuchen's skillful hands, these things have turned into exquisite works of art.

This is added value and can be sold at a higher price.

It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, Bai Wuchen just thinks it's fun and has fun for himself.

Immortal cultivators should have some fun, be in a happy mood, and be able to practice better.

Speaking of fun, Bai Wuchen thought that it had been many days since he went to Miaoyin Pavilion to listen to music.

It is really a great visual enjoyment to see the beautiful, bright, charming and lively fairy dancing cheerfully in front.

For five days in a row, Bai Wuchen did not go to Liuxian Lake to practice his sword, but listened to music and watched dancing in Miaoyin Pavilion.

There is a kind of happiness like that of ancient kings, who were drunk and dreamed of death, and the king did not go to court early.

This is truly a dream life.

But after watching it for five consecutive days, he got a little tired of it.

I originally wanted to go to the Xianyin Tower, the largest and best, but thought about what Song Yu said and backed away.

There was a group of goblins that ate people but didn't spit out bones. He didn't believe in his control, so he simply didn't go there.

Not long after returning home, Bai Wuchen heard a knock on the door.

When the door opened, it was Wang Ziying and a beautiful woman in her thirties. She guessed that this must be Xiuzhen.

Entering the hall, Bai Wuchen poured a cup of tea for everyone.

"Thank you, Immortal, for bringing your husband's relics back. No matter whether he is alive or dead, I finally know the news about him, and I don't have to wait any longer."

"Mrs. Wang, it's just a little effort."

"The Immortal's little effort is a great kindness to me, and I can't repay it in return. This is a family heirloom drop stone. I think it may be of some use to the Immortal. I give it to the Immortal to express my gratitude." After that, Xiuzhen handed over a brocade box with both hands.

"Mrs. Wang, you are too polite. Since it is a family heirloom, it should be passed down. How can Mr. Bai have the nerve to accept it?"

Bai Wuchen stood up and blocked the way.

"The Immortal has avenged my husband, so I should accept it and repay the cause and effect, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

"Yes, Immortal Wuchen, please accept it, so that my sister-in-law will feel at ease." Wang Ziying said.

Finally, seeing that he couldn't escape, Bai Wuchen took Shuidi Shi away.

Dripstone is a milky white stone that has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind. Wearing it for a long time can make the mind free of distracting thoughts. It is a naturally formed treasure. According to the grade, it can reach the third level of mid-grade, which is relatively precious and scarce.

Bai Wuchen didn't intend to accept it, but the world of immortality pays attention to cause and effect. If he didn't accept it, it might hinder Mrs. Wang's practice, so he accepted it anyway.

However, he didn't get it in vain. When Mrs. Wang and Wang Ziying left, Bai Wuchen gave him some second-order spiritual wine, which was neither precious nor shabby, neither good nor bad, just right.

A few days later, Bai Wuchen went to see Wang Ziying again and specifically talked about the soul-chasing technique. Wang Ziying thought about it for a long time and gave up.

He said that even if he found him, he would no longer be his clan brother. Their fate in this life had ended with the death of Wang Ziqu, and they could no longer force him.