People Who Wander the Heavens Teach Disciples

There are tea tables in the hall, fresh fruits, cakes, tea soup...

The three immortals at the top of the hall have already arrived.

The first is the master of the disciples, "Huang Xianren".

He was wearing a gossip robe, his beard and hair were white, his eyebrows were kind, and he was holding a whisk, his eyes were bright, and his face was rosy like a baby's skin.

The second is a fat fairy that has never been seen before.

He has a wide neck and a round head, wears a purple-gold crown on his head, and wears luxurious clothes. He has a wide mouth and a big smile on his face.

The third is also a thin fairy that has never been seen before.

This thin immortal has a delicate face, fluttering long beard, and a subtle smile on his mouth. He looks like a scholar, but he has an extraordinary immortal energy, and he is an extraordinary moral and scholar immortal.

In the hall, Shen Changwen saw Wang Yi again, but in front of the master, everyone was not allowed to make noises, so the two had to make eye contact.

The feast begins soon.

This night Shen Changwen really saw what is called the method of the fairy family.

The middle-aged Confucian man said to invite everyone to drink, and then picked up the jug and tossed it. The jug did not fall, but slowly flew to the front of the disciples.

Pour the wine one by one, drink it after drinking it, come back after drinking it, go back and forth, the wine jug is not completely drained, as if it is a bottomless abyss, and the wine in it will never be finished.

At the entrance of the wine, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became lively.

"Drink, drink"

The crowd cheered and held high, the wine was fragrant, and the atmosphere in the hall was in full swing.

At this time, Pang Fuxian suddenly said: "It's such a good night, why not invite Chang'e to sing and dance in the moon, wouldn't it be better?"

The old immortal Huang Zhenren nodded in agreement, and then threw a chopstick.

The chopsticks soared rapidly until they were parallel to the moon before falling. When they fell from the sky, the chopsticks seemed to have a soul, the radiance of Ambilight flickered, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into a fairy.

This female fairy wears a nine-tempered bun, a pair of phoenix eyes as tender as water, her face is rosy and her skin is as jade as water, and her dancing is graceful, colorful and charming.

After calling Chang'e in the next month, Huang Zhenren waved the dust in his hand.

The picture engraved on the wall of the hall suddenly shines brightly.

When Shen Changwen opened his eyes again, the four female fairies on the mural had already turned reality into reality, playing music in the hall.

The people in the painting, the fairy in the eyes.

With the addition of the fairy, the atmosphere in the hall was like a fire, and it came to the highest point.

The crowd laughed and toasted together.

Afterwards, there was a poem that said: Fairy Chang'e dances under the moon, the sound of the fairy can't be left empty, the nectar and jade liquid are in chaos, only the true fairy changes the spring and autumn!

After the banquet, Shen Changwen separated from Wang Yi again.

Back in the room, sitting on the bed, I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep.

The sadness of being separated from Wang Yi has long been forgotten by him, and at this moment, his mind is still stuck in the banquet just now.

His master Huang Zhenren used the immortal art to create something out of nothing, which made him dazzled and longing in his heart.

This is the real fairy magic, the real supreme power.

"If I can learn these spells and travel through time and space to other worlds to take risks, my life will be greatly guaranteed."

"Maybe one day I will be able to become an immortal and be my ancestor, get rid of the system, and live forever in a dashing and unrestrained way."

Shen Changwen has a strong desire and a firm belief in his heart: "No matter how difficult it is, I must become a true disciple of the Laoshan School!"

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Day after day, year after year, going round and round is three years.

These days, the people who can travel far to find immortals are rich and wealthy people with rich wealth.

As for the outer disciples on Laoshan Mountain, except for Shen Changwen, the rest are rich sons like Wang Yi.

They have been pampered since childhood, their ten fingers are not touched by the spring water, and they are eager for quick success and can't bear their temper.

Over the past three years, the previous senior brothers gradually lost their strength one by one and went down the mountain one after another.

As old disciples went down the mountain, new disciples also went up the mountain. Between people coming and going, Shen Changwen gradually became the oldest outer disciple among the outer disciples.

He devotes himself to practice all day, earnestly completes the daily homework of chopping wood, and does not make friends with the rest of the outer disciples.

Because he was the oldest, the rest of the disciples had the intention to make friends with him, but they were all scared off by his expressionless, cold eyes.

Shen Changwen knew that his future was very dangerous, and the only way for him to break through the situation at the moment was to join the Laoshan Sect and become a true true disciple.

So he didn't want to waste time on forming gangs, only becoming a true disciple was the most important thing.

As a result, people gradually moved away from him, making him look lonely, but he stood out from the crowd, making him more noble and independent, and his aura of detachment from the world was more intense, as if he was born a part of nature!

The residence of the outer disciples.

Shen Changwen sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the light curtain in front of him.

Host: Shen Changwen