The ex-girlfriend who has been missing for three years says she has returned from cultivating immort

Chapter 233 It's Easy to Ask God

Taoist Wuzheng's original name was Wu Xianyuan, who was picked up by his master.

When he went to the mountain to practice, Wu Xianyuan was seven years old and his master was 70 years old.

Later, Wu Xianyuan always remembered that scene back then.

At that time, he was held in the arms of his master, staring blankly at the barren mountain in front of him, and then asked crisply: "Master, will we be there if we climb this mountain?"

The master rubbed his face, and replied in a gentle voice: "Our Taoist temple is on this mountain, and we will practice here in the future."

Xiao Xianyuan was a little confused, his little head couldn't figure out why someone would put the Taoist temple in a barren mountain.

When I found that my apprentice stopped talking, the master also realized what was wrong.

So, when climbing from the foot of the mountain, Master kept whispering in Wu Xianyuan's ear.

"My good boy, compared to those Taoist temples at the foot of the mountain, our temple is a bit shabby, and the conditions may not be very good."

"But don't worry, let's watch, there is a way to become a fairy. When you are ten years old, the master will officially pass it on to you."

The seven-year-old boy nodded blankly, although he didn't understand it very well, but judging from the proud tone of the master, there should be something extraordinary in his vision.

However, when he arrived at Wuming Temple, even though he was mentally prepared, Wu Xianyuan was still a little stunned.

He looked at his master, his eyes full of doubts: Master, why is this dilapidated house with wind leaking from three sides, rain leaking from the roof, and half of the door missing, called a Taoist temple?
His master blushed, and faltered and asked for help: "You have been wandering around for too long, and it's just fallen into disrepair. Master, just fix it, just fix it..."

While talking, the master stepped forward and opened the door of the Taoist temple with some effort.

A blind bear rushed out from inside.

……

Fortunately, Master is not a charlatan, but has the ability to do so.He ran Dao Jue and easily beat the black bear away.

Looking at the divine thunder summoned by his master, the young Wu Xianyuan became a little crazy for a moment.

He stood there in a daze for a long time, no matter how the master called him, he couldn't come back to his senses.

Just when the master thought that his apprentice was scared out of his wits and was a little anxious, Wu Xianyuan's childish voice sounded.

"Master, I want to learn that."

The old Taoist was taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily.

It stands to reason that the acceptance of closed-door disciples depends on three years of conduct, and then decides whether to teach or not.

But the second day Wu Xianyuan came to the Taoist temple, the old Taoist began to teach him how to feel Qi.

After he achieved success in cultivation, his master even taught him the "Inviting the Gods" that has been passed down from generation to generation.

According to the legend, this Taoist art has been practiced to a high level, and it can summon immortals to possess it, and use all the methods of immortals, but it doesn't need to worry about cause and effect.

Daoist Wuzheng's master's aptitude is average, and he hasn't practiced to a high level, but he has great confidence in his apprentice.

Because this method has a special requirement: the practitioner must have the so-called innocence.Those with pure minds can make great progress in practice, while those with complicated minds can hardly make a single step.

Wu Xianyuan has a straightforward personality, without so many twists and turns, and as expected by his master, he practiced the Dao Jue very smoothly.

It is a pity that it is easy to invite God, but it is difficult to send God away.

The so-called Dao Jue of becoming an immortal is nothing but a scam passed down from generation to generation.

Invoking the divine decision is to bless one's body with the power of the immortal.

But no one knows that this power, at the right time, will be repaid with their lives.

For example, the current Daoist Wuzheng is paying off his debts.

Gu Changsheng looked at Taoist Wuzheng in front of him, feeling extremely strange.

He looked at the old Taoist in disbelief, and said with some difficulty: "What did you say?"

"My name is Qianhuanxian, I ascended here endlessly ago."

Hearing Taoist Wuzheng's voice, Gu Changsheng's complexion changed drastically, as if struck by lightning.

He pulled back instantly, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Stop struggling, it's useless." Daoist Wuzheng, or Immortal Qian Huan looked at Gu Changsheng with a half-smile, and said lightly.

After a while, Qian Huanxian continued: "You will die here today, this is your fate. But before I kill you, I want to talk to you."

His tone was extremely flat, and he sentenced Gu Changsheng to death in an understatement.

Gu Changsheng suddenly felt something was wrong, and tried his best to sound a warning, hoping to attract the little panda's attention.

"Scallions!"

However, as soon as he spoke, he saw Qian Huanxian tap lightly with his finger.

Then, the green onion not far away suddenly let out a cry of pain.

Gu Changsheng turned his head to look in astonishment, only to find that the little panda was clutching its chest with one paw, blood spurting out.

Scallion was seriously injured, his eyes were full of pain and doubt, and he didn't understand what happened.

Beside it, Song Qinghuan and An An were a little unresponsive, their faces blank.

Gu Changsheng's mood fell to the bottom, and with the snap of his fingers, Scallion was defeated and lost his fighting power.

Immortal, some are too strong.

"Don't try to find a rescuer." Qian Huanxian's voice without any emotion sounded again, "I have planned for thousands of years, and I only got to be born for an hour."

After a pause, he continued: "Ants here are no match for a fairy's finger. I am invincible in the mortal world."

Gu Changsheng's face was ashen, he knew that Qian Huanxian should not have lied.

It is not Gu Changsheng's style to sit and wait for death. He frantically circulated his aura and tried to fight back.

However, he found in despair that the spiritual energy was like a dead pool, without any movement.

Seeing him like this, Qian Huanxian shook his head and said to himself: "Are you still determined? Then let you try."

As soon as Qian Huanxian's words fell, Gu Changsheng felt his whole body loosened, and the aura in his body resumed operation.

He fixed his eyes on the immortal in front of him, and the Yuqing sword art was fully activated, and the sword energy whizzed away, slashing at the enemy.

Qian Huanxian just glanced at it, and the speed of the sword energy began to slow down, and finally stopped completely.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the sword energy with interest, and then spoke slowly.

This time, his voice finally had a little more emotion: "This sword energy is not bad, there is a bit of sword charm in it, and it is indeed much stronger than Jianxuan."

Afterwards, Qian Huanxian seemed to lose interest, stretched out two fingers, held the sword energy hanging in the air, and pinched it lightly.

The sword energy dissipated without causing any waves.

Unprecedented despair instantly filled Gu Changsheng's heart.

The fairy in front of me is invincible.

Seeing a slump on Gu Changsheng's face, Qian Huanxian asked: "Time is precious, if you don't cooperate, I will start killing people."

He pointed to Song Qinghuan: "Is that your Taoist companion?"

Hearing the threat in Qian Huanxian's words, Gu Changsheng's eyes were full of anger, but he could only take a deep breath and endured it.

He took a step forward, walked up to Qian Huanxian, and sat down cross-legged.

"Counting the two strange beasts over there, there are four lives in total. I will ask you four questions, and one question will be exchanged for one life."

Hearing Qian Huanxian's voice, Gu Changsheng's face turned livid, and he nodded.

"The first question: besides Mi Xing, are there any other immortals living in the spirit world?"

Gu Changsheng thought for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth.

The immortal's tricks were too paradoxical, and since Qinghuan's life was at stake, Gu Changsheng didn't dare to gamble.

He shook his head and answered aloud, "No."

A smile appeared on Qian Huanxian's face, and he continued to ask the second question.

"How many monks like you are there?"

Gu Changsheng pondered for a moment, then shook his head again.

Qian Huanxian was thoughtful, and after thinking for a while, he spoke again.

"Decades ago, someone forcibly crossed the catastrophe and almost succeeded." It seemed that he was a little scared, and there was a wave of turmoil in his tone, "Is that person dead?"

Gu Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

Not surprisingly, Qian Huanxian was talking about Wang Wudi.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng shook his head for the third time, and said slowly, "He's still alive, but he's been tormented after he failed the tribulation."

He deliberately didn't mention Wang Wudi's rebuilding later, hoping to get away with it.

To Gu Changsheng's relief, Qian Huanxian did not continue to ask, but nodded.

"last question."

Qian Huanxian got up slowly, walked to the edge of the boulder, and looked down.

The mountain wind blew past, sending his words into Gu Changsheng's ears.

"I can give you a chance to live. From now on, you can practice the divine art, and you can become my spokesperson in the mortal world."

Qian Huanxian turned his head, his eyes burning.

"Gu Changsheng, do you agree?"

Eyes narrowed slightly, Gu Changsheng thought for a moment, then shook his head.

With his lips parted slightly, he said softly, "You were just born earlier than me, you are not worthy."

Hearing Gu Changsheng's words, Qian Huanxian was taken aback for a moment, and then unexpectedly laughed.

"If we were born in the same age, you do have the capital to say this. Well, if that's the case, let's go."

Qian Huanxian looked at Gu Changsheng, pointed his sword down, and said slowly: "The world is not benevolent, so..."

"Take your mother as a stinky fuck!" A weak voice sounded in Qian Huanxian's body.

After a pause, a surprised expression appeared on Qian Huanxian's face.

Before he could react, Taoist Wuzheng's unpretentious voice sounded again.

"Lao Tzu, you b*tch fairy family!"

……

Gu Changsheng was taken aback, his eyes widened slightly.

"C your mother's dog*thing! You still have the face to say that you are a fairy, your mother is a god!!!"

As the yelling and cursing sounded gradually, Qian Huanxian's aura also became erratic.

"Bastard! How dare the remnant soul do something wrong!" Qian Huanxian's voice sounded, his tone lost his composure, and he was furious to the extreme.

"F*****!" Taoist Wuzheng's voice was a hundred times more excited than that of Qian Huanxian, "Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"

　It's not that my family said, I even forgot that today is my birthday...

　　Go out to eat something delicious at noon!
　　The second one is at night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)