The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

"What task? Brother, can you do it for you?" Zhu Huan squatted down and touched the tense and serious face of the younger brother.

Guan Hao almost laughed angrily, can you touch the deity's face?

But he still replied honestly: "Okay, then thank you brother." Someone can do it for him.

Zhu Ming touched the child's face again, well, the skin is so good.

Guan Hao couldn't dodge in time, and was brutally murdered again. He quickly repeated what the master said, took out an invitation card, handed it to the senior brother who liked to touch his face, and left as if flying away.

Seeing the figure of the child running away, Zhu Huan stood up amusedly. A child of this age must be shy.

It took Zhu Huan a long time, and after asking several people, he finally found the yard of the small hut hidden at the end of the winding path. It was not big, it was half of his own yard. Zhu Ming fell silent.

Then look at the four glorious characters "Qingmu Shangxian" on the sticker, and confirm that he has found the right place. Only then did Zhu Huan believe that it is true that the monk said that monks should abandon the world's possessions. That's what the leader did, although the thatched hut looked so weak that it couldn't stand the wind and rain.

Zhu Huan suddenly felt a little sad. It's not that he didn't suffer when he was a child. He slept in the yard when it was the hardest time, but that was already a long way off. He wasn't sure that he could bear his own after many years of life. How long is the closed cave with only a small single bed in the boring small yard.

It is said that the yard is actually digging a hole on the top of the mountain. It looks good from the outside, but its structure is indeed composed of soil and rocks. I don’t know if it is strong enough. If you have to give up your belongings, you will definitely be criticized by thousands of people in this realm of cultivators. Maybe some people will think of such things as being taken away. At that time, it will be difficult to handle. It is said that killing and stealing goods can be seen everywhere, and I am not very good at fighting, and the magic repair and so on are all villains. If I accidentally run into the protagonist, it is the rhythm of cannon fodder, which is really difficult.

"Hey, kid, what are you thinking? You're so engrossed." When Zhu Huan came back to his senses, he saw an energetic old man with white hair shaking his hand in front of his eyes.

Realizing that this person is most likely the Immortal Qingmu who was invited by the invitation, Zhu Ming bowed and bowed: "The third generation disciple Lin'an pays his respects to Uncle Qingmu."

"Get up, don't be so formal, you haven't answered my question yet." The old man said with a smile.

Zhu Min choked for a moment, he couldn't say that he was thinking about how to enjoy things outside his body without being spurned by others!

Seeing that the old man was so kind, Zhu Huan did not strictly enforce the etiquette, and said, "I was wondering where did the grass on this thatched cottage come from?"

The old man stroked his white beard, and said as if recalling, "This, this is what we brought back from the mountain when we were disciples, but now, you don't need it anymore."

Zhu Huan took out the invitation card and presented it to the old man, casually but without losing etiquette.

"My house is simple, so I won't invite you in. What kind of house are you living in now?" the old man asked with interest.

"... Digging a hole" I always feel like I have returned to the caveman period!

"Hey, back then we had few disciples, so a hill was enough. Back then, when we used thatch, it would leak when it rained. That's why we replaced it with other ones. What is this? What kind of invitation card?" The old man said casually Accept the invitation.

"...I don't know, disciple." Zhu Huan was a little embarrassed, he only knew who it was for, he didn't pay attention to the others, and he didn't ask his junior brother, hoping not to mess things up.

"Oh, okay, I will definitely be there on time." The invitation card disappeared from the old man's hand, and Zhu Huan knew that it was put in the storage bag, so he felt relieved, and the task of helping the younger brother still needs to be done properly. Otherwise, how can we face it in the future.

"Then uncle, the junior will take his leave first."

"Go, hey, didn't you say that a new apprentice has been accepted recently? Why didn't he come?" The old man stopped Zhu Huan who was about to leave, and asked.

"The disciple is a disciple of Jian Tianfeng. On the way, I met Junior Brother Linxuan. He was still young, so I ran this trip for him because he was fine." Zhu Min replied honestly.

"Oh, you have a very good relationship!" Qing Mu sighed and waved his hands: "Go, I will definitely be there on time." Then he walked into the house.

"Yes." Zhu Huan walked to the Caomutang on the way he came. Looking at the sky that was more gloomy than in the morning, he could only hope that it would not rain, otherwise he might not be able to go back. Then he recalled what he had written down before. Flowers and plants, when Zhu Huan went to Caomu Peak again, it was already a little dark. Although monks could see clearly at night, Zhu Huan was not used to going back too late in a strange place.

Zhu Huan quickly found the steward and explained the situation. What made him happy was that these seeds were worthless, and even the contribution of the sect was useless. There was no need to ask other stewards for instructions, so he took away a large bag of various seeds. Yu Jianyi, who is a flower native, rushed back to his little Junzi Peak.