The fairy father

‘I always feel like these two years have been like a dream. ’

Li Ping'an's father, Li Dazhi, stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at the brand new scarlet robe with wide sleeves and short collar.

Seeing some wrinkles on his rosy and chubby face, Li Dazhi sighed slightly.

He is already a bit old.

Li Dazhi is not too tall and slightly fat, with a particularly obvious beer belly. He has been growing long hair for two and a half years, which makes him look a little more scholarly.

Li Dazhi laughed secretly in his heart: 'Although we are not good-looking, my son is a well-known handsome young man from all over the country! ’

A nurse wearing shorts and trousers came quickly and bowed his head in salute:

"Sir, the streets are shouting that several immortals have arrived in the city to ascend the immortal platform!"

"It came so quickly..."

Li Dazhi felt disappointed and sighed: "Where is peace?"

"The young master is already waiting in line."

Li Dazhi nodded lightly, swung his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and acted like a master.

"Is the frame ready?"

"It's ready."

Li Dazhi waved his hand and looked at the bronze mirror with a bit of reluctance in his eyes.

This large city with ten miles of clouds and clouds is called Wan'an City. It is located in the middle corner of Dongzhou. It is the mortal sphere of influence controlled by Wan Yun Sect, the largest sect of human race to cultivate immortals.

There is an immortal sect selection every ten years in Wan'an City, and children from hundreds of miles around who are interested in cultivating immortals will gather here.

Climb the Immortal Platform and seek the path to immortality.

His son Li Ping'an has opened the door and arranged everything, and will soon follow these immortals to leave the world.

Li Dazhi naturally knew that since the two of them traveled through time, Li Ping'an had a dream of cultivating immortality. How could he stop his son from pursuing his dream?

"well."

Li Dazhi sighed, turned around and walked towards the front yard, admiring the family business created by his father and son.

After a while, Li Dazhi walked out of the high gate and climbed onto the carriage. Guards from the hospital guarded him from left to right. Two domestic beasts about the size of horses and similar in appearance to goats slowly pulled the carriage forward.

Li Dazhi stared at the road ahead, and his thoughts gradually began to wander.

Facing the separation of father and son, Mr. Li can't help but feel a little more emotional.

It has been two and a half years since the two of them traveled through time.

Li Dazhi remembers it very clearly.

It was the night of the 27th of the Lunar New Year. He and his only son Li Pingan went back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year. There was a little quarrel on the highway.

Quarreling is actually normal. The two generations have different concepts.

Li Dazhi, who has been working in a business in the countryside for many years, appreciates more than he is dissatisfied with the ideas of young people of his son's generation.

But there is no way, Ping An's mother died early, and Li Dazhi can only do things like urging marriage, urging children, and urging blind dates.

While at a highway rest area, the father and son fell into a cold war because Li Dazhi secretly arranged a blind date for Li Ping'an in his hometown. Neither of them was willing to bow their heads and surrender, so they just ate two bowls of noodles.

As they walked back to the off-road vehicle, Li Dazhi saw a truck out of control and unable to slow down, hitting a little girl in front of him.

Li Dazhi is a veteran. He didn't even think about it at the time. He rushed forward as soon as his mind became hot. After successfully pushing the girl away, he stayed right in front of the big truck.

Just when Li Dazhi's mind went blank, he suddenly felt someone pulling him. When he turned around, he saw his son's young face illuminated by the car lights.

Li Dazhi was so anxious that he went crazy, but the next moment there was severe pain, and his consciousness fell into the abyss of darkness.

When he woke up again, he was already on his son's back, and the father and son were walking slowly in the wilderness...

Thinking of what happened next, Li Dazhi was extremely emotional;

He lamented that he was indeed old and could not keep up with his thinking.

The language system of this world is somewhat similar to the dialect of a remote area in their hometown in China, and it is not difficult to learn.

Li Ping'an carried him to a village, where Li Dazhi recuperated for more than a month.

Li Dazhi worked as a farmer when he was young and made several farm tools. He gained some fame in the village and quickly gained the respect of the locals.

By chance, the father and son accidentally saw several "fairies" flying away on clouds in the mountains.

Only then did they understand that they were in a world where spiritual energy was abundant and people could practice cultivation.

According to Li Dazhi's opinion, the father and son should be more pragmatic. They should first establish a foothold in this world, accumulate some wealth, and then exchange their worldly wealth for the path of cultivating immortals.

But Li Ping'an obviously has his own ideas.

After confirming that his father Li Dazhi was in good condition, Li Ping'an asked a few young people he knew well in the middle of the village to take care of his father, and then he carried a bow and arrow, a machete, and went into the vast mountains.

Li Dazhi was worried about his son's safety, but he couldn't overcome his son's stubborn temper and had no choice but to let him go.

After Li Ping'an entered the mountains, Li Dazhi started his journey to start a new business in another world ahead of schedule, dragging his body that was about to recover from his illness.

Having the experience of successfully starting a business in his hometown in China, Li Dazhi had a smooth start at the beginning.

He first relied on the accumulation of promoting agricultural tools and entered the town closest to the village with some coins. He welcomed the goods and delivered them. Within half a year, Li Dazhi became prosperous and established seven or eight stalls and shops.

During this period, Li Ping'an would ask someone to send letters to report that he was safe every other month, and Li Dazhi gradually felt relieved about his son.

Once you accumulate wealth, you will inevitably attract bad people to spy on you.

A group of bullies and gangsters in the town focused on Li Dazhi's business, smashed his shop, seriously injured his shopkeeper, and threatened to burn down his shop.

Li Dazhi is not a timid person.

He secretly made a crossbow and set up a sneak attack at night, seriously injuring several bully leaders. Then he implemented a two-tiger strategy, causing two groups of gangsters and bullies in the town to fight, while he fanned the flames and fished in troubled waters.

In the end, Li Dazhi gritted his teeth and spent most of his accumulated money to bribe local government officials, wipe out these gangsters and bullies, and recruit a dozen young thugs to expand his business scale.

The people in the town all clapped and cheered.

A few months later, Li Dazhi became the richest man in the town and bought a three-bedroom mansion in the town.

There is still a bit of slavery left in this world of spiritual practice. Li Dazhi specially asked someone to buy seven or eight young female slaves with good looks and slim figures.

This is certainly not something he wants to enjoy;

How old is he? His thoughts on this aspect have long since faded away, and he doesn't want to be sorry for the mother of his child who died of illness a few years ago.

But his son Li Pingan is still a young man.

Li Dazhi had made a plan. When Li Ping'an came back from his search for immortality, he would let his son live a life of fine clothing and fine food, and then look for a few beautiful women to expand the branches of his old Li family.

At this moment, Li Ping'an, who had been away for nearly ten months and had sent ten letters to someone, appeared in front of Li Dazhi in a dusty state, and pulled Li Dazhi into a strange-looking beast cart. Running towards Wan'an City, which is more than a hundred miles away from the town.

It was a drizzly and hazy afternoon.

Li Dazhi watched Li Ping'an push open the two doors, and saw two neat rows of maids, slave girls, old ladies, and dozens of burly nurses behind them.

The group of men and women shouted in unison:

"I've met the master!"

"this?"

Li Dazhi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"dad."

Li Ping'an, who was wearing a Qingya robe, came forward with a smile:

"From today on, these are all yours, and I honor you, son."

"no!"

Li Dazhi grabbed Li Pingan, turned around and looked at the men and women watching the excitement, and asked quickly in his hometown dialect:

"You committed a crime! How did you do this?"

"Small."

Li Ping'an's handsome face was full of pride.

"Dad, you are too small... let's talk when there is no one around."

Li Dazhi looked puzzled, and in a flash, he became the master of this mansion.

In the dead of night, the father and son were chatting in a secret room in the backyard, and Li Ping'an finally explained his route to fortune.

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"I was thinking that in our hometown during the Jin Dynasty, Sui Dynasty and Tang Dynasty, many scholars in order to gain official positions first went to gain a reputation as a monk, which was the so-called Zhongnan Trail.

"I've asked all the officials in the town. Dad, you set up a stall, resell, work from dawn to dusk, earn some hard money, and then go out to fight bravely, fight bullies, and collect gangsters.

“Why don’t you open a fish stall and sell fish?

"I went up the mountain to look for immortals, and what I found were monks stationed in the secular areas of the Immortal Sect. They randomly picked up some sentences from the Tao Te Ching, Baopuzi, and Huangdi Neijing. Don't these monks treat me differently? Stay?

"I drink some wine with them, talk about life and ideals, and I can always get a few bottles of low-quality elixirs to prolong life and cure diseases for mortals."

Li Dazhi frowned and said, "Can't you keep the life-extending elixir for yourself? Why sell it? If you sell it, wouldn't that slap the Taoist priest in the face?"

"How can it be sold?"

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"I took this elixir and came to this earthly world to find the government. I deliberately showed some elixir fragrance, and the local official came over with his nose pouted.

“The government here is called the Immortal Dynasty, and they are all remotely controlled by the immortal cultivating forces outside.

"Now, I have become sworn friends with the two deputy city lords of Wan'an City. Several bottles of elixirs were also given out as meeting gifts. They reciprocated by taking me to several gatherings of dignitaries, so I took the opportunity to find some. Power and wealth.

"After I got rich, I quickly bought some rare and elegant things from the world and sent them to the Taoist priest on the mountain to maintain our relationship. The relationship between Taoist priest Chen and me also gradually improved. Look..."

Li Pingan took out two more bottles of pills.

"Dad, please keep it, the blue pill will extend your life, and the green pill will restore your masculinity!"

Li Pingan said seriously:

"Aren't you always urging me to get married and have children? I will go to practice in the future. If you like children, why not make a few more yourself? I have no objection to you having a second child!"

"Bah! You bastard!"

Li Dazhi also forgot whether it was because he was ashamed or because he felt that he could not lose face. He grabbed the soles of his shoes and chased his twenty-four or five-year-old son across the house.

Li Dazhi naturally understood in his heart that his son arranged all this so that he could take care of himself in peace and security.

His son is more capable than me, and Li Dazhi is also proud from the bottom of his heart.

But when I think about my son going to cultivate immortality soon, and that I may not see him again for decades to come, and that I may be alone until my death, I can't help but feel helpless...

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.

well!

Is there any difference between time-traveling and not time-traveling? In the end, all the lonely old people were left alone.

"Master, the road ahead is blocked."

Li Dazhi collected his mind and looked up. There was already a sea of ​​people in front of him. He could see children being pulled by their parents, rushing towards the Climbing Platform in the center of the city.

Near the Dengxian Terrace, Li Dazhi saw the familiar figure at a glance.

Among the rows of children, the only young man in brocade clothing standing standing somewhat stood out from the crowd; you could faintly hear many people around him pointing and making sarcastic remarks at the only adult.

That is Li Pingan.

Li Dazhi suddenly smiled.

What he was most proud of was actually his son's good looks, which was as good as when he was young.

…

‘I’m still a little nervous. ’

Li Ping'an looked at the high platform in front of him and sighed softly in his heart.

He doesn't like the feeling of putting his fate in other people's hands.

But under the current conditions, this is his only way to become an immortal, and he must seize this opportunity.

There are always those who do good things and deliberately say things that ridicule people’s dreams:

"Master Li! You're so old and you haven't had your physique tested yet? Don't be a fool and daydream. Do you want to try it again?"

"Didn't you hear what people said? Cultivation as an immortal must start before the age of twelve. At that time, there is still a breath of innate energy. When people grow up, the innate energy will dissipate."

A strong man wearing a short singlet smiled and shouted: "Brother! Do you still have your innocence? Cultivation as an immortal must start from a boy and a girl. We don't want to fool around!"

Suddenly there was laughter all around.

Li Ping'an stood there calmly, turning a deaf ear and hearing nothing.

He asked Taoist Master Chen to look at it for him and confirmed that he had the opportunity to practice, but his qualifications were not outstanding. Moreover, because he started late, the door of innateness was blocked, and he had lost his innocence and innocence a few years ago, his future achievements would not be very good. would be too high.

Just have the chance.

As long as you can step on the threshold of the immortal road, work harder in the future and strive to have no regrets on this trip.

The offensive power of these comments was nothing compared to the 'Zuan Grand Stage' where he often hung out in his previous life.

Li Ping'an was thinking this in his heart when he heard a shout from behind him:

"Hey! Shopkeeper Li, why are you here to join in the fun!"

What followed was the loud voice that Li Pingan was most familiar with:

"Don't be offended, don't be offended! We, father and son, used to make a living hunting among the mountains and rivers. We didn't realize the fate of immortality and didn't increase our knowledge, so we missed the opportunity to cultivate immortality. It's really a regret in our lives!"

Li Pingan turned his head and looked around, with a slight smile on his lips.

He listened to his father continue to smile heartily:

“Not only is my son going to take the test today, I’m also going to try it!

"Who says you can't seek a fairy fate when you get older?

"Everyone present! Let's disperse later. One by one, please go to my Drunken Immortal Pavilion. Everyone! A pot of fine bamboo tea, two ounces of good wine, and two plates of meat dishes!"

"good!"

The men and women around him booed.

Father Li Dazhi put his hands in his sleeves, walked up to Li Ping'an with a smile, and raised his stubby eyebrows at him.

Li Ping'an whispered: "Dad, I can do it myself. What are you doing here?"

The father held his belly, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "I signed up too."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "You also want to practice? That's a good relationship. We still have a chance to be brothers."

Father said ‘Hi’ and said slowly:

"What am I cultivating? I am cultivating, half of my body is about to be buried in the earth.

"In this case, you are not the oldest here.

"Your father, I am thick-skinned and not afraid of embarrassment... Look ahead, keep smiling, and leave a good impression on the immortals on the stage. Maybe there will be your future master up there."

Li Ping'an sighed softly in his heart, asked his father to stand in front of him, then held his head high and let his mood return to calmness.

The flowing clouds pass by my ears, so there is no need for vulgar sounds.

clang!

On the high platform in front, a Taoist boy struck a gong and shouted in a childish and clear voice:

“Those who have heard of the name can come on stage.

"If you don't have the magic of immortality, don't get entangled.

"Needless to say why I came on stage, I stretched out my hand forward and touched the Wentian Stone, and my luck and qualifications were clear at a glance."

clang!

The second gong sounds.

The Taoist boy sang his name, and the child from Wan'an City who was at the front bowed his head and walked forward.