Master of Magic

Chapter 499 Immortals
Immortals on the Dao of Heaven had nothing to do with Ye Fengqing. After all, the letter of protest jointly signed by the cultivators directly went to the Dao of Heaven. If they didn't deal with it and took some measures, those cultivators would definitely be in chaos.

"I really didn't expect it. Only Ye Fengqing was originally a promising Taoist cultivator, but now he is ruined like this. What a pity."

A celestial being without shoes said so.

"There's no way around it. Who made him so outstanding? Isn't that what you see when you hit the top bird with a gun? Now those cultivators are only looking for trouble for her. How can you think he can escape? Amending him to such a fate, isn't this to appease public anger?"

A white-haired old man with a long beard in a white robe said this, with a fairy-like appearance, which made people feel a little respectable.

"After all, I am also a person who cherishes talents. Now that I have encountered such a thing, how can I feel worried for this child? You said that such a simple and innocent cultivator can't be in the correct position in the immortal class and go to On the right path, we have to let him push him to death, that’s not okay.”

The fairy without shoes looks eager. Although talents should be cherished, but this Ye Fengqing also provoked the resentment of everyone. He cannot develop without getting stars. How to do it, these contradictions are bumping in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable all day long.

"You forgot that we gave him the ending of being struck by lightning, didn't we also give him a way out, didn't we? After getting the spiritual fruit, if it is a fruit that can save lives, it can not only save lives, but also save lives. Improving his cultivation base, you say me, don’t you feel tired and panic? No matter what you do, you will provoke public anger, and you can’t get well in the end, but really, do I have to do this?”

The old man with white beard and white hair gently stroked his beard with his hands and said, with a smile on his face, with a look of understanding and righteousness.

The immortal who didn't wear shoes, after hearing what the white-haired immortal said, stepped on it vigorously with his big feet.

"Let me just say, how can a rare and outstanding talent in this world let him pass away like this? This is also our fault. If we really do this, we will be punished by God. This Ye Fengqing should not have been killed." Absolutely, but she lost her life because of our tampering. This is something we can't bear. Besides, such a talent should be cultivated well. In the future, it will be in the fairy class and go on the right path. Why not be better? ?”

The beard of the white-haired old man was half a foot long, like the roots of the old banyan tree, fluttering in the wind, and his white beard fluttered on his chest like strands of snowflakes.

"You old man, this beard of yours should be trimmed and trimmed. It's not easy to see white flowers dangling on your chest!"

"You don't even have shoes, you have to wear rough old man, what do you know, this is elegance, this is connotation, I have the most beard, how precious is it?"

The white-haired old man didn't want to be told that by a fairy who didn't wear shoes, so he directly fought back. After all, he was also a fairy, so it was uncomfortable to be insulted like this.

The appearance of a fairy without shoes, with a tiger's back and a dragon's waist, is very frightening, but the white-haired old man is unwilling to think about him when he sees him like this. This rough guy actually talks about him like that.

"Taishang Laojun, it's not right for you to say that. We are in the same camp. If you say that, it is not respectful to us. Besides, we are both immortals, and we are both immortals. They all have mounts, treasures, and the level of ancestors, why do you think you are so stubborn?"

"You super man without shoes, why do you say that? I will give you a pill, let you go back and have a good rest, rest and recuperate after you become a father. It wouldn’t be good to take it out on me again.”

Taishang Laojun concentrated, stretched out his palm, a gust of cold air slowly emerged from his palm, and finally condensed into a blood-red thin needle, which was made of his blood, called "Ice Soul Cold Jade".

"Old gentleman, this is too interesting for you, isn't it? You are so kind to me, what should I do? This is ice soul jade, are you willing to let me use it for rest?"

The Taishang Laojun in white robe waved his hand directly, and gave the pill to the immortal who didn't wear shoes.

"Okay, why bother talking so much nonsense, besides, you are too angry, it's just right to use my Ice Soul Jade to relieve your anger."

This barefoot fairy is also a relatively easy-going person. Although she looks rather rough, but after the Taishang Laojun said this, she feels much more comfortable in her heart. After all, the Taishang Laojun is willing to use his own blood to coagulate He drew the ice and cold jade to make him a elixir, his mentality, he didn't care about what they said before, after all, he is also a fairy, why should he care so much?

"Then I would like to thank Taishang Laojun, this elixir can make me feel calm and refreshed!"

"At this time, you are also lacking this thing. You see that you have a pill, and you are sent away. You are like a small one. Just be happy, old man, I have to practice pills The medicine is gone, I don’t know, I will be a coach, when will it be better? By the way, remember to pick it up for me when the time comes, the old man will give you the best elixir to increase your A higher level of cultivation."

The Barefoot Immortal, who was coaxed into joy by a pill from Taishang Laojun, kept saying yes, yes, yes, with a smile on his face, which made people unable to blink.

"This matter is easy to talk about, Laojun is so generous, and I, the barefoot fairy, can't be so stingy, can't I? Talk about it, talk about it, and I will get you a bunch."

Taishang Laojun couldn't help laughing after hearing this, this barefooted immortal is actually a generous person, but yes, his temper is a bit more irritable, and sometimes the things he does are incomprehensible, but they all arrive At this time, everyone is a fairy, and they don't care so much.

"Okay, the old man has to ride my golden horn back to my alchemy furnace to see how my elixir is doing?"

"Go, let's go, I have to ride my mount to see, there is nothing else to deal with this day, the reincarnation of the heavens, there must be someone to take a look, after all, I am idle I should have done things earlier, and I can’t bear to see myself wandering around here every day.”

(End of this chapter)