Cultivation of Immortality

Lang Xing nodded sadly and said, "I will definitely pick you up as soon as possible. Don't worry about us too much. Practice with your heart first."

"Well, Zhui'er..." As parting was about to begin, the courage Shu Yan had just mustered up dissipated, and she pursed her lips tightly and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Lang Xing stepped forward and hugged her, and said in a seductive voice, "Leave a copy of the jade slip for Lu Gang and try to keep as little things in advance as possible. I'll go over and talk to him later."

"Speak to your seniors properly and don't argue with others." Shu Yan told her with tears in her eyes.

Langxing came to the middle-aged man, bowed and asked directly, "Where should I pick her up then?"

The middle-aged man glanced down, and a small green leaf flew up from the branch. The leaf paused in front of him and flew to Lang Xing, "I have sealed the location in the leaf. Wait until you can Come pick her up when you see it, and don’t show this leaf to anyone.”

Langxing used his spiritual consciousness to examine the leaf, but couldn't see anything, so he had to put it away first and said in a begging tone, "She has a weak temperament. I beg you, senior, to treat her kindly and not let her live in this world." In the midst of fear and fear, if we can do this, the younger generation will never forget the great kindness of the elders.”

The middle-aged man said patiently, "She will have a place of her own to practice. No one will disturb her. If she wants to make friends, she can make friends. Since I have high hopes for you, I will naturally treat her well." You don’t have to worry about that.”

Langxing blinked his eyes and changed the topic as if he had some understanding. "Senior, can you teach me some immortal taboos so that I, the junior, can know how to address me when I go to visit you in the future?"

"Then just call me 'Gutian'." The middle-aged man seemed to have named himself casually.

"Okay, senior, I would like to ask you, is there anyone with greater magic power than you in this world? Are you in the late stage of becoming a feather?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a while and said, "Hua Yu is a title defined by Xiu Bing. The late stage of Hua Yu is already at its peak. There are no corresponding level divisions and titles after that, because there are very few people who can reach this level. , they are not interested in setting a level or name for themselves, and they will not compete with each other, because that can easily destroy this world. There are still people like me who are unwilling to take another step forward, and we are the We won’t become friends, and even if we meet, we will avoid each other because we don’t want to learn anything from each other.”

Lang Xing understood and said, "You are afraid that you will take that step involuntarily if you are not careful, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "The way of heaven is mysterious. If you completely understand it, you can no longer live in it."

"I think so." Lang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you think there is a fairy world? Is there a God?"

"Do you think there is?" the middle-aged man asked without answering.

Lang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "I think so, otherwise who made the law of heaven?"

The middle-aged man looked at him with a slightly sarcastic look and said, "If there is God, then who created or gave birth to God? And who created the person who created God? If we continue to ask questions like this, at the end Where?"

"Hmm..." When Langxing pondered and wanted to answer, the middle-aged man suddenly disappeared.

A divine thought then came, "I am not interested in exploring these. If I wanted to explore, I would not stay here. To all living beings, I am God. You can take care of yourself. I hope we can see you again."

Accompany this god

What came to mind was Shu Yan's call that broke Lang Xing's heart, "Zhui'er..."

Lang Xing rushed over following the sound, but there was no human figure anywhere. He grabbed a jade slip hanging in the air and looked into the distance with miserable eyes.

It was useless, there was no use chasing, there was no use shouting, Shu Yan was taken away.

Langxing stood silently for a long time before returning to the magic circle with his head lowered. After sending Bai Xiang back to his residence, Langxing sat on the top of Daiyuan Mountain for a month, unaware of the sunrise and moonset, thinking about Shu. Yan shed a few tears from time to time, and frowned from time to time thinking about the mysterious figure named Hu Tian.

"Master! Master!"

Hearing Bai Xiang's shouting at the top of his lungs, Lang Xing gathered his emotions and flew over.

After seeing Master, Bai Xiang looked strange and whispered, "Master, I feel a little strange, but I can't tell what is strange."

Lang Xing grabbed her wrist and after exploring it, he couldn't help but exhale and said, "Your Qi Mansion has been repaired, and you can practice normal exercises from now on."

Bai Xiang was confused and said, "Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

Lang Xing smiled slightly and continued to use his spiritual thoughts to say, "What I said is true. Do you remember the middle-aged man we met?"

Bai Xiang's eyes were full of confusion and he said, "When did we meet you? By the way, weren't you practicing flying with me outside? Why did you come back all of a sudden?"

"You don't remember?" Lang Xing frowned slightly.

"Did something happen? I just remember that I was very tired from practicing. You asked me to rest for a while, and then..." Bai Xiang tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember the following things.

Lang Xing realized that Hu Tian must have used his magic power to make Bai Xiang forget that memory, so he smiled and said with his spiritual thoughts, "Since you don't remember, don't think about it. We met a worldly expert who helped you repair it." Qifu, don’t tell anyone about this matter, and don’t ask again, I can’t say more to you now.”

"Oh..." Bai Xiang stroked his belly with his hand, still not convinced that the Qi Mansion had really been repaired.

Lang Xing smiled and said, "You are quite lucky. I have also gotten rid of a piece of my heart disease. Do you still remember the exercises you learned earlier? Try practicing them."

"Is it really possible?" Bai Xiang sat on the futon and looked at his master suspiciously.

"You'll know if you try it." Lang Xing looked at her with encouraging eyes.

Bai Xiang closed her eyes and breathed out according to the cultivation method she learned in the Junlu Sect. When she felt Ruoyouruowu's spiritual power was operating as before, she opened her eyes in disbelief and murmured. "It seems to be working."

Lang Xing smiled happily, "Your nightmare is over, you can forget that painful experience."

Bai Xiang finally believed that this was true. She cried with joy and grabbed the master's hand and started crying. Her tears of joy flowed into two small rivers.

"Have fun yourself." After Lang Xing said that, he stood up and left. After flying into the air, he frowned again. Although Bai Xiang's incident made him happy, it was not enough to dispel his feelings for Shu. Yan's concern.

When he flew back to Daiyuan Mountain, he saw Bai Xiang running and jumping on the field to express his inner joy, which made him feel a little more cheerful.

There are gains and losses, joys and sorrows. This may be the way of heaven. It always makes people sink deeper and deeper until it is difficult to extricate themselves. Lang Xing nodded sadly and said, "I will definitely pick you up as soon as possible. Don't worry about us too much. Practice with your heart first."

"Well, Zhui'er..." As parting was about to begin, the courage Shu Yan had just mustered up dissipated, and she pursed her lips tightly and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Lang Xing stepped forward and hugged her, and said in a harsh voice, "Leave a copy of the jade slip for Lu Gang and try to keep as little things in advance as possible. I'll go over and talk to him later."

"Speak to your seniors properly and don't argue with others." Shu Yan told her with tears in her eyes.

Langxing came to the middle-aged man, bowed and asked directly, "Where should I pick her up then?"

The middle-aged man glanced down, and a small green leaf flew up from the branch. The leaf paused in front of him and flew to Lang Xing, "I have sealed the location in the leaf. Wait until you can Come pick her up when you see it, and don’t show this leaf to anyone.”

Langxing used his spiritual sense to examine the leaf, but couldn't see anything, so he had to put it away first and said in a begging tone, "She has a weak temperament. I beg you, senior, to treat her kindly and not let her live in this world." In the midst of fear and fear, if we can do this, the younger generation will never forget the great kindness of the elders.”

The middle-aged man said patiently, "She will have a place of her own to practice. No one will disturb her. If she wants to make friends, she can make friends. Since I have high hopes for you, I will naturally treat her well." You don’t have to worry about that.”

Langxing blinked his eyes and changed the topic as if he had some understanding. "Senior, can you teach me some immortal taboos so that I, the junior, can know how to address me when I go to visit you in the future?"

"Then just call me 'Gutian'." The middle-aged man seemed to have named himself casually.

"Okay, senior, I would like to ask you, is there anyone with greater magic power than you in this world? Are you in the late stage of becoming a feather?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a while and said, "Hua Yu is a title defined by Xiu Bing. The late stage of Hua Yu is already at its peak. There are no corresponding level divisions and titles after that, because there are very few people who can reach this level. , they are not interested in setting a level or name for themselves, and they will not compete with each other, because that can easily destroy this world. There are still people like me who are unwilling to take another step forward, and we are the We won’t become friends, and even if we meet, we will avoid each other because we don’t want to learn anything from each other.”

Lang Xing understood and said, "You are afraid that you will take that step involuntarily if you are not careful, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "The way of heaven is mysterious. If you completely understand it, you can no longer live in it."

"I think so." Lang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you think there is a fairy world? Is there a God?"

"Do you think there is?" the middle-aged man asked without answering.

Lang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "I think so, otherwise who made the law of heaven?"

The middle-aged man looked at him with a slightly sarcastic look and said, "If there is a God, then who created or gave birth to the God? And who created the person who created the God? If we continue to ask this question, at the end Where?"

"Hmm..." When Langxing pondered and wanted to answer, the middle-aged man suddenly disappeared.

A divine thought then came, "I have no interest in exploring these. If I wanted to explore, I wouldn't stay here. To all living beings, I am God. You can take care of yourself. I hope we can see you again."

Accompany this god

What came to mind was Shu Yan's call that broke Lang Xing's heart, "Zhui'er..."

Lang Xing rushed over following the sound, but there was no human figure anywhere. He grabbed a jade slip hanging in the air and looked into the distance with miserable eyes.

It was useless, there was no use chasing, there was no use shouting, Shu Yan was taken away.

Langxing stood silently for a long time before returning to the magic circle with his head lowered. After sending Bai Xiang back to his residence, Langxing sat on the top of Daiyuan Mountain for a month, unaware of the sunrise and moonset, thinking about Shu. Yan shed a few tears from time to time, and frowned from time to time thinking about the mysterious figure named Hu Tian.

"Master! Master!"

Hearing Bai Xiang's shouting at the top of his lungs, Lang Xing gathered his emotions and flew over.

After seeing Master, Bai Xiang looked strange and whispered, "Master, I feel a little strange, but I can't tell what is strange."

Lang Xing grabbed her wrist and after exploring it, he couldn't help but exhale and said, "Your Qi Mansion has been repaired, and you can practice normal exercises from now on."

Bai Xiang was confused and said, "Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

Lang Xing smiled slightly and continued to use his spiritual thoughts to say, "What I said is true. Do you remember the middle-aged man we met?"

Bai Xiang's eyes were full of confusion and he said, "When did we meet you? By the way, weren't you practicing flying with me outside? Why did you come back all of a sudden?"

"You don't remember?" Lang Xing frowned slightly.

"Did something happen? I just remember that I was very tired from practicing. You asked me to rest for a while, and then..." Bai Xiang tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember the following things.

Lang Xing realized that Hu Tian must have used magic power to make Bai Xiang forget that memory, so he smiled and said with his mind, "Since you don't remember, don't think about it. We met an expert from outside the world who helped you repair it." Qifu, don’t tell anyone about this matter, and don’t ask anymore, I can’t say more to you now.”

"Oh..." Bai Xiang stroked his belly with his hand, still not convinced that the Qi Mansion had really been repaired.

Lang Xing smiled and said, "You are quite lucky. I have also gotten rid of a piece of my heart disease. Do you still remember the exercises you learned earlier? Try practicing them."

"Is it really possible?" Bai Xiang sat on the futon and looked at the master suspiciously.

"You'll know if you try it." Lang Xing looked at her with encouraging eyes.

Bai Xiang closed her eyes and breathed out according to the cultivation method she learned in the Junlu Sect. When she felt Ruoyouruowu's spiritual power was operating as before, she opened her eyes in disbelief and murmured. "It seems to be working."

Lang Xing smiled happily, "Your nightmare is over, you can forget that painful experience."

Bai Xiang finally believed that this was true. She cried with joy and grabbed the master's hand and started crying. Her tears of joy flowed into two small rivers.

"Just have fun yourself." After Lang Xing said that, he stood up and left. After flying into the air, his brows furrowed again. Although Bai Xiang's incident made him happy, it was not enough to dispel his feelings for Shu. Yan's concern.

When he flew back to Daiyuan Mountain, he saw Bai Xiang running and jumping on the field to express his inner joy, which made him feel a little more cheerful.

There are gains and losses, joys and sorrows. This may be the way of heaven. It always makes people sink deeper and deeper until it is difficult to extricate themselves.