Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 163 Uncle Master, the disciple is back!
Late at night, thousands of tent lights, the world is silent.

Yun Zhongzi stood on the cloud, overlooking the remaining four evil formations.

Conferring the gods and catastrophe is a plan determined by heaven, let alone mortals, even immortal gods can only go with the flow.

Taoism emphasizes a pure heart, but in the midst of catastrophe, no one can always maintain this state of mind.

The Four Sages of Kowloon Island and the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jinao Island have also practiced Taoism for thousands of years. After more than ten thousand springs and autumns, they are all ashes now.

Zhao Gongming was an immortal who attained the Tao. He had already ascended Daluo when he was the emperor, but once he was robbed, he died a miserable death.

Although Yun Zhongzi had never seen the circumstances of his death, he could probably guess to a certain extent.

Fear of leaving grandchildren is in the realm of the golden fairy, and he is ruthless in attacking. The book of nail-headed seven arrows is strange and tricky, and its power is quite extraordinary.

In the battle of Qishan, Jiejiao failed to win the Daoist scriptures, but it also caused great damage to Fear Liusun's Daoist body.

This fellow had scruples in his heart, and only wanted to use three parts of his strength, but after that he wished to use twelve parts.

At the last moment when Zhao Gongming was cursed to death, a certain immortal drew his bow and set up an arrow, and shot at the eye sockets, between the eyebrows, and the heart of the grass man. If this was not a tragedy, there would be no tragedy in the world.

"Now that you're on the list, it won't be long before San Xiao enters the world."

Yun Zhongzi slowly turned his palm over, and all the clouds gathered in a radius of a hundred miles, and turned over again, but the clouds and mists were pushed away to see the moonlight.

This is the real turning hand into cloud, turning hand into rain.

Yun neutron is a ray of innate cloud energy cultivated into a human body, but it is not the first ray after the creation of the world.

Empress Sanxiao's feet are quite similar to him, but her Taoist age is much older than him, and her cultivation base is also more than a step higher.

It's fine if it's just Da Luo Immortal or the quasi-religious leader. The three of them have an extraordinary tacit understanding and are proficient in formations, which is quite tricky.

"If the formation is completed this time, I am afraid that all senior brothers will not be able to escape the disaster, and the poor may not be able to escape the disaster."

The more Yun Zhongzi thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he had to hold onto Su Wen's sword embryo tightly to seek peace of mind.

"No, I need to go to the Bajing Palace first."

Yun Zhongzi pondered for a moment and came up with a plan.

This trip to the Saint Dojo, of course, is not to ask for treasures, how could he, Yun Zhongzi, be such a philistine?

It's just that he hasn't visited his uncle for some time, and he really misses him very much.

Palace Lantern with Eight Views...Purple Gold Gourd...Tai Chi Picture...

Everyone in the world knows that the Master Tongtian has a lot of treasures, but his two senior brothers are both saints. Could it be that there is still a lack of treasures?

"No, no, my uncle treated me very well. This time I will only talk about feelings when I go back to the mountain, not magic weapons."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head, and then he came to his senses.

He thought for a moment, first went back to the Lupeng to give instructions to his disciples, and then left in the dark.

Yun Zhongzi has the supernatural ability to shrink the ground into an inch, one step, two steps, and in a short time he reaches the top of Daluotian, outside the Xuandu Cave.

This place is really a place of immortals, magnificent and unusual, which cannot be compared with ordinary fairy mountains.

I saw the beautiful fairy peaks, connected to the sky and the earth, surrounded by cold pines and strange cypresses, green peaches and ginkgoes, and contrasted with orchids on the left and right.

The wild fox meditates here, and the rhinoceros stands looking at the moon.

Cranes and elks are just common, and the prosperity of dragon and phoenix is ​​not accidental.

Yun Zhongzi stood outside the cave, looking at the posts on both sides.

Dao Juan Hunyuan once saw that Taiji Liangyi produces four images;

Hongmeng preached the Dharma, and sent Hu Ren Xidu out of Hanguan.

Tsk, who in the world can have such a domineering verdict?
If the Twelve Golden Immortals came here, even Guangchengzi Chi Jingzi would have to be respectful.

But Yun Zhongzi is not the case. In the past, Master Yuding praised him as a true immortal of fortune, and then he was sent to the Bajing Palace to burn for many years, so he was not considered an outsider.

"Senior Brother Xuandu, are you in the cave?"

Yun Zhongzi straightened his clothes, put away his fairy sword, and held his whisk on his arm, and then transmitted the sound.

"No, don't ask."

A calm voice came from Xuandu Cave, but for some reason it seemed a little impatient.

"Senior Brother Xuandu, don't worry, I will definitely not ask you for advice this time."

Yun Zhongzi coughed lightly, and transmitted the sound again.

As for it, isn't it just that he pestered him for advice on alchemy all year long?

"You have eight scenes of lights, just go into the cave by yourself."

Master Xuandu sighed helplessly and could only accept his fate.

"Senior brother, what is the meaning of this? Junior brother was lucky enough to get a ray of Yuxu glazed lamp. As for the Eight Views Palace Lantern, I have never touched it before!"

Yun Zhongzi thought to himself that people are not old, and even senior brother Xuandu can fish and enforce the law.

"Jin Jiao, go and welcome your uncle into the cave."

Master Xuandu sighed again, and then spoke to the boy beside the alchemy furnace.

"okay!"

The Golden Horn boy immediately threw the fan and ran out of the cave.

The Yinjiao boy curled his lips, picked up the cattail fan angrily, and fanned the wind.

"If you try harder, this pill will be refined in vain."

Master Xuandu sighed once again, he finally got up from the futon, waved his hand, and motioned Yinjiao to take care of himself.

When Yinjiao boy heard the words, his eyes lit up with a thief, and he also ran out of the cave.

"I was an honest child back then, how did I become like this?"

Master Xuandu couldn't figure it out, so he could only sit on the ground and slowly fan the wind.

"Uncle, why did it take you so long to come back? Why hasn't that stone monkey you mentioned been born yet?"

The Golden Horn Boy bounced to the entrance of the cave, and he sacrificed a ray of lights from the Bajing Palace to open the restriction.

"Hey, when did Pindao tell you about the stone monkey?"

Yun Zhongzi blinked his eyes, and began to pretend to be stupid.

Back then when he first came to Jinggong, he only wanted to practice eighty-nine profound arts as soon as possible, so he didn't have the heart to burn fire every day.

He saw that there happened to be two good tool men in the palace, so he asked these two to help him every time he made alchemy.

As for the remuneration, what treasures haven't these two boys seen before?

There is a saying that when you see the prosperity, let them experience the various conditions of the market.

Yun Zhongzi knew that he had never been out of the cave, so he made up some nonsense stories to deceive... to boost the spirit of the two sons.

Most of these stories are mysterious, such as the grandfather meeting a stone monkey in the deep mountains, helping him to be born, suppressing the snake spirit, and refining seven gourds, each has its own mysterious features...

Well, it can't be said to be groundless, it can only be said to be perfectly stitched.

The key point is that there is really a gourd in the Bajing Palace. These two boys stared at the treasure all day long, thinking about defecting from the palace and going down the mountain to become immortals.

"Uncle, where is the fairy sword you promised to forge for me?"

The silver-horned boy also came jumping up and down, he raised his head and looked eagerly at a certain immortal.

Yun Zhongzi smiled awkwardly, and then coughed lightly.

The corner of Yinjiao boy's mouth twitched, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Well, this is it."

Yun Zhongzi rubbed his two little heads, and then took out two objects from his sleeve.

Back then when he was refining elemental swords, he still had some materials left over. When he had nothing to do, he simply forged two flying swords, one purple and one green.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn Boy got the Immortal Sword, and his face was full of joy, and he couldn't care less about the story of the monkey fighting the snake spirit at the moment.

Yun Zhongzi shook his head with a smile before stepping into the cave.

"Uncle Master, the disciple has returned!"

Yun Zhongzi greeted the head of the palace respectfully.

(End of this chapter)