I'm in heaven, I just want to work overtime.

Chapter 55 Weak Water
  "The little immortal is Tiancheng, the supervisor of the Qing Dynasty. He came here to get some jars of immortal wine on the orders of the marshal!"

Xia Yi quickly used the Canopy Divine Order.

After the Tianhe God General checked, he smiled and said: "The Marshal is drinking more and more now. According to the usual practice, he will have to come back in at least a month."

"Isn't it that there is no big deal in Qingtian Prison? The marshal is bored and just drinks to pass the time." Xia Yi also smiled.

General Tianhe asked again: "I don't know when the marshal will resume his duties. Brothers, I miss you very much."

"After Marshal's trip to Beihai, he could have been reinstated, but because he didn't like drinking after returning to Tianhe Navy, he made excuses and delayed it for a while." Xia Yi said helplessly.

Tianhe God General was also speechless.

Then he asked his heavenly soldiers to take dozens of jars of fairy wine.

This fairy wine is brewed by collecting 1,500 kinds of spiritual fruits and herbs, mixed with the water of the Milky Way, and stored in cellars at the bottom of the weak water river for thousands of years. It is the best wine in the world.

Of course, it is still much inferior to the jade dew brewed from flat peaches in Heaven.

After taking the fairy wine, Xia Yi left Tianhe.

After flying for an hour, a Taoist priest came from the north singing songs.

But I saw this Taoist priest with white hair and white beard, but his skin was as shiny as a baby's. When his eyes opened and closed, they shone like lightning, showing his extremely profound magical power.

"Where did the Taoist Master come from? Why did he block Xiaoxian's path?" Xia Yi said.

The white-haired Taoist priest touched his beard and said, "I am here to settle a grudge."

"This is the first time Xiaoxian has met the Taoist priest. What grudges do you want to settle?"

"The poor Taoist has a grudge against your master to destroy the sect!"

"Taoist Chongxu!"

Xia Yi understood clearly.

Back then, the Heavenly Corpse Sect, as a demonic and evil sect, acted unscrupulously and lawlessly, killing countless righteous monks to practice evil methods.

The leader of the cult, the Old Demon of the Heavenly Corpse, used his supreme demonic power to destroy an immortal sect and used the souls and flesh and blood of thousands of disciples to sacrifice the Heavenly Corpse Demon Gathering Flag.

This immortal sect is called Qixia Sect, and its founder is the Taoist in front of you!

After hearing that the orthodoxy he left in the earthly immortal world was destroyed, Taoist Chongxu was furious, but he thought he was no match for the old demon of the Heavenly Corpse, so he went to heaven and asked God Haotian to make the decision.

God Haotian had long wanted to eliminate the giant demon king in Nanzhan Buzhou, so he took the True Martial Spirit Yingyousheng Zhenjun as his commander and led a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers to go down to the realm to eliminate the demons.

After that, the entire Tianzhi Sect was escorted to the Demon Slaying Platform for execution, leaving only Xia Yi alone.

"You're not panicking at all? Do you think that since you have become an immortal official in heaven, a poor man will not dare to kill you?"

Taoist Chongxu was a little surprised.

Xia Yi sighed and said, "I thought it was Dong Shuangcheng who came in person! I didn't expect that she was so cautious and actually pushed her master out!"

"Shuangcheng is aloof and unstained by the mortal world. To deal with you, a devil kid, is to dirty her hands!"

Taoist Chongxu snorted coldly, and his whole person exuded a powerful and powerful aura. A huge wave of mana centered on him was powerful in the world, its power was astonishing, and its power captured the sky.

Mysterious fairyland!
  It is much more powerful than the "Hongjun" in the ancient small world.

Immortals in the Mysterious Immortal Realm are already considered powerful in the Three Realms. They can establish a sect and become the leader of a party.

Although Taoist Chongxu is in the early stage of Xuanxian, he can still be canonized as a righteous god when he enters the heaven.

Xia Yi let out a low roar, like fried soybeans, and his whole body suddenly doubled in height, with muscles all over his body coiled and knotted, looking extremely powerful.

"I didn't expect you, the devil bastard, to be a witch?"

Taoist Chongxu was greatly surprised.

After the Lich calamity, the human race finally became the protagonist of the world. As for the two tribes of lich and lich, they were despised by heaven because they had lost their luck, so they had no choice but to go far away to Beiju Luzhou.

Because of the Witch-Slaying Sword, the human race and the demon clan had an irresolvable hatred of genocide. In the long years before the third Lich Art War, the witch clan and the human race gradually intermarried, giving birth to the 'witch-man' clan.

The shaman clan has the power of a human race, but also has the ability of half witches, and it was also prosperous for a while.

However, the great prosperity of humanity is the general trend, and many shaman tribes have been suppressed by the gods of the three realms.

One of the more famous ones is the battle for luck between Emperor Xuanyuan Huang and Chi You.

In the end, the great witch Chiyou was cut into pieces by five horses. From then on, the shamans gradually became weak and could only huddle in Beiju Luzhou.

"Pindao will kill the witches and demons today!"

After that, Taoist Chongxu took out the small amethyst gourd and pressed the bottom of the gourd. A curtain of clear water rushed out from it, and in the blink of an eye, waves rolled in, one after another.

Xia Yi looked up and saw the sound of water rushing above his head, as if mountains were floating above his head.

Even though it has evolved into the "Pangu True Body", it is still very dull and breathless.

It seems that as long as a wave comes down, it will smash itself into meat patties.

And his movements were very sluggish, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

The fruit in this purple-gold gourd is not ordinary. It is weak water from the bottom of the Milky Way. One drop weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.

Ordinary monks, as long as they take a gourd of weak water and use their own soul to refine it, they will have great power.

But the weak water is very heavy, and it is extremely difficult for even an immortal to collect it.

Moreover, in the Milky Way, there are countless undercurrents, countless ferocious beasts, and it is difficult for immortals to escape.

After Taoist Chongxu cultivated into Xuanxian, he took a lot of weak water, condensed it in the alchemy furnace, compressed it, and refined it into a drop.

After many sacrifices and refinings, they were able to gather together a gourd, which weighed more than a mountain.

Xia Yi could barely move a little with the power of Yi Zhuan Xuan Gong, but the water seemed to be extremely viscous, making movement extremely inconvenient.

But Taoist Chongxu was able to move forward and retreat freely in the weak water, like a loach. If he hadn't been protected by many treasures, he would have been killed long ago.

"This is the breath of the innate spiritual treasure!"

Feeling the aura of Pure World White Lotus, Taoist Chongxu was shocked, and greed arose in his eyes.

Even in the heaven where immortals appear in large numbers and crouching tigers, hidden dragons, innate spiritual treasures are extremely rare, and only some ancient golden immortals will possess them.

At this moment, the weak water rushing out of the purple gold gourd became even larger.

A mass of black and white air flow swirled in Xia Yi's palm, and Dutian Divine Thunder was released, scattering some of the weak water in front of him.

Then he quickly hit something, and a small yellow light flew out directly. After a closer look, it was a piece of money with wings. It was a treasured money. When it collided with the purple gold gourd, the two magic weapons fell down.

It’s the beggar’s version of treasure money!
  Xia Yi instantly felt that part of his luck had been cut off, and he had more than two thousand merit points. After all, the opponent was a Xuanxian, and his luck was booming.

But he didn't care. It would only take two or three months of work at most.

Taoist Chongxu was shocked. The purple gold gourd in his hand was an immortal treasure that he had spent hundreds of years refining. The ordinary monks in the early stage of Xuanxian were no match for him.

Facing a "witch man" from the heavenly realm, he didn't take it seriously at all.

In a moment of carelessness, he used a strange magic weapon to drop it.

As soon as he was about to collect the two lost magic weapons, he felt that he was locked by a sharp energy.

But it was Xia Yi holding a wooden bow, pointing it at him!

(End of this chapter)