Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 11 The Profound Gold Cascade
After lunch, I confirmed with the nurse that there will be no treatment in the afternoon. Yan Xi was alone in the room, took a deep breath, pressed his temples with both hands, and prepared to travel to another world again.

He didn't know, what was the name of that ancient world?
Anyway, it is definitely right to call it a different world.

This time, he also hid seven or eight bags of medical alcohol, a disposable lighter, and several pairs of rubber gloves.

It's not easy for a mentally ill person to get these, but he is not really mentally ill, so he still found a few loopholes and gathered these equipment.

After disappearing inch by inch in the ward, Yan Xi showed a bewildered smile.

A gigantic little Taoist priest appeared in Xuanlou Temple out of thin air, without flaws, completely natural.

Seeing the ancient Taoist temple and the dilapidated Sanqing Hall again, Yan Xi felt quite uneasy. He resisted what he was going to do this time, but there were some things that had to be done.

Yan Xi stepped into the Hall of Sanqing, even though he was no stranger to the old Taoist Jiuhe, and he was not really his second apprentice, he still bowed respectfully to Jiuhe's body and mourned for three seconds.

The old Taoist has been dead for a few days, and the smell is no longer small.

Yan Xi put on his gloves, carried the old Taoist priest into the yard, and carried out the coffin that was smashed by the Hanshan martyr Liang Mengchun, and restrained Jiuhe's body.

Another open space was found, and the corpses of those gangsters and Yun Jizi were also dragged out and placed.

Out of respect for the deceased, he endured the discomfort and searched the bodies of those tycoons one by one, and found seven or eight money bags, including bank notes and scattered silver, which amounted to seven or eight thousand taels. There are also a few copper coins.Although it is not as rich as Yun Jizi's wealth, it can be regarded as quite a legacy

There are two tycoons with dart bags on their bodies, one with twelve flying knives, one with swallow darts, and the rest are some common things in the arena, such as Jinchuang medicine, fire folds, dry food, flagon and so on , and did not find out any martial arts cheats.

Obviously, carrying martial arts cheats with you is not a serious custom of people in the Jianghu.

Yan Xi didn't bring back Yunjizi's old-fashioned golden ticket panacea, handwriting on lightness kung fu, and those few weapons. He is a mentally ill patient, where can he put the things he brought back?

It was placed in the ward, and it was confiscated by the nurse long ago, so it is still safe at the Taoist temple.

He collected these things and hid them in an empty room.

After finishing these tasks, he got a few bundles of firewood, piled them on the bodies of Taoist Jiuhe and those gangsters, poured medical alcohol on them, and lit them with a lighter.

Yan Xi felt rather sad. Tao Yuanming's "Three Poems of Proposed Elegies" had a line: "Yesterday and evening, we were both human beings, but today we are in ghost records. How can the soul energy be scattered, and the withered form be sent to empty trees." The Tao is full of life and death.

He has never lived with these people, but seeing this scene, he is a human being and feels the same way.

Everyone is mortal, and everyone is afraid of it!

There is great terror between life and death.

Yan Xi sat on the ground, looking at the two fires, which were scorchingly burning.

He was afraid that he would accidentally click on other places and burn down the good Xuanlou Temple, so he refused to leave.

After about two hours, the two flames gradually extinguished.

He didn't distinguish between the ashes of the gangsters and Yun Jizi. He dug a deep pit under a big tree in the view and buried them in it.

In addition, I found a rough porcelain jar in the temple, and planned to collect the ashes of Taoist Jiuhe for future enshrining.

Yan Xi prayed a few words silently, broke off two branches, and pushed aside the ashes to collect the bones for Taoist Jiuhe. He picked them up and picked up most of the bones, and suddenly saw a pale golden thing in the ashes.

Yan Xi was curious, and poked it with a branch, but it turned out to be a ball of fabric.

This thing can survive the fire, so it must be a treasure with inestimable value, Yan Xi suddenly became a little excited, picked out the fire pile, threw it on the ground, and spread it out with branches.

"It's cassock."

"Strange!"

"Jiuhe is a Taoist priest, but a cassock was burned out of his body. What's the matter?"

"Is he a Buddhist and Taoist?"

"A Taoist priest during the day, a nun at night!?"

At first Yan Xi thought it was some kind of martial arts secret book, a peerless sword manual, but after reading it over and over again, there was no writing on this cassock.

I stretched out my hand and tapped it a few times to test the temperature. The cassock had just been picked out from the fire, but it was soft to the touch and didn't mean to be hot.

Yan Xi tossed the cassock casually, and thought: "Even if there is no secret method recorded, it must be a good thing. First collect the bones of the old Taoist Jiuhe, and then study this thing."

He collected the bones of Taoist Jiuhe, carried the coarse porcelain jar, found an empty room to put it away, and went back to the Sanqing Hall, took out the cassock and shook it out.

He doesn't look at the cassock, but the story line of the character card.

Not long after, the words floating in the air changed.

Role: Taoist (Yanxi)

Name: Huang Shao

Shouyuan: 15/15
Division: Snow Mountain School
Master: Taoist Nine Cranes

Taoism: none
Martial Arts: Snow Mountain School breathing technique (first floor: 5%), White Ape Boxing (proficiency: 78%), Bronze Elephant Kungfu (Completion), Iron Bone Kungfu (proficiency: 23%)

Talent: copper skin and iron bone (+5), accumulated over time
Skills: none

Item: black gold cassock

Character card: Taoist (Yanxi) changed his life against the sky for the second time. Storyline:
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Yanxi and Yuechi burned Master Jiuhe's body, and found a cassock when they buried it. They didn't know what treasure it was.

A few months later, the two encountered an evil ghost eating people, and killed the ghost in anger to save the people in the next village. A passing swordsman was moved by his love for talent.

During the conversation, Yuechi took out the cassock and asked the swordsman about the origin of the thing, but was beheaded by the swordsman and the two took the cassock and walked away.

The two brothers were abandoned in the wilderness, and the remains were devoured by wild wolves.

"I rely on!"

Yan Xi was greatly shocked, and thought: "So that swordsman is not a good person either!"

"It's killing people and seizing treasures."

He glanced at it, and his lifespan had returned to fifteen. He really wanted to keep the little pendant in a mental hospital forever.

This kid really needs to be treated well.

I have never seen such a cheating second brother.

Yan Xi hurriedly put away the cassock, making up his mind that he must never let Yuechi see this little thing...

A little over the top!

Yan Xi took away the Xuanjin cassock and hid it properly. He wandered around the Taoist temple to make up for the regret of not having a chance to relax in the mental hospital, and went back to the mental hospital.

He felt that it was time to settle his grievances with the doctors.

As soon as Yan Xi appeared in the ward, he heard a scream. When a young and beautiful nurse saw him appearing out of thin air, she screamed terribly as if she had seen a ghost.

Yan Xi waved his hands hastily, seeing that the other party was unable to communicate, he hugged the little nurse, covered the other party's small mouth, and said in the most gentle tone: "Nurse Weng, don't be afraid, it's me, Yan Xi!"

The little nurse twisted more violently.

Who is not afraid of being held down by a violent psychopath?

　Yan Xi is an upright person...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)