After 300 Years Of Immortal Cultivation, I Suddenly Discovered That It Was A Martial Arts World

Hong Fugui's reaction was beyond Cui Heng's expectations.

After some inquiries, he finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that Hong Fugui was born in a remote small mountain village. His parents were tenant farmers who were landlords. The landlords were seriously undermined. Their family had never eaten a full meal.

When Hong Fugui was eight years old, there was a drought. When he was nine years old, there were locust plagues and plagues. Severe famines spread. In some places, everyone has already known each other.

In this case, the landlord still refused to reduce rents, but intensified the squeeze. As a result, Hong Fugui's parents, two big brothers, and a younger sister were starved to death.

When Hong Fugui’s parents were dying, they had already had hallucinations. What they murmured in their mouths was "I have porridge to drink. It is the porridge that I can't finish drinking. Rich and honorable, come and drink it." ......"

But they couldn't really drink even a mouthful of porridge until they died.

Even after he died, he was violently killed by the landlord. He was almost snatched by the hungry to cook meat and eat.

It was Hong Fugui carrying a sickle and hacking to death three people before he managed to save the corpses of his parents siblings and cremated them for burial.

Therefore, when he saw this bowl of fragrant white porridge, he was a little emotional and thought of his deceased parents siblings.

Cui Heng hearing this was silent for a long time. After Hong Fugui's mood calmed down, he gently patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, have some porridge first."

Hong Fugui's situation is very dangerous now. The extremely hungry state coupled with the intense mood swings is very likely to pass out directly.

"Many thanks, Immortal Venerable." Hong Fugui personally thanked him. He didn't know what he should call Cui Heng, so he simply called Immortal Venerable along with Yellow Cloth Strongman.

"My last name is Cui, you call me Mr. Cui." Cui Heng said with a slight smile.

"Yes, Mr. Cui." Hong Fugui responded quickly. At the same time, he sat at the table, looked at the bowl of porridge, then looked at Cui Heng, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Cui, I , Can I really drink it?"

"Drink it, you can slow down, don't burn it." Cui Heng nodded lightly.

"Woo! It smells so hot! It's hot!" Hong Fugui exclaimed as he drank the porridge. He didn't want to stop even if it was hot. After all, he had lived for more than ten years and he had never been so happy as today. Eaten.

Cui Heng didn't stop him, just watching.

The rice used in this white porridge is not ordinary, it is the spirit rice produced on the novice farm.

Not only the color, fragrance, but also the subtle Spiritual Qi, which is rich in nutrients, yet moisturizes things silently, it won't make up for the surplus all at once.

Cui Heng has a good impression of Hong Fugui. He is a pitiful person who has suffered all the time.

Trifling a bowl of white porridge is nothing but no effort at all to him, but it has already given this pitiful person unprecedented happiness.

Besides, a person has been in this rookie space for ten years, if it were not for Yellow Cloth Strongman, he would have forgotten how to say it.

Yellow Cloth Strongman is just an obedient robot, and has no real spiritual wisdom.

Now it's easy to come in a human being who can communicate normally. Of course, he wants to make Hong Fugui healthy, even just talking.

You can also learn about the situation of the outside world by the way.

……

Hong Fugui gobbled it up.

A whole large bowl of white porridge was wiped out by him in less than a minute, and the two small bowls of mustard tuber were naturally killed.

The warmth and bulging in his stomach, this is happiness he has never felt before.

However, Hong Fugui didn't just think about the aftertaste. He hurriedly stood up and wanted to thank Cui Heng, but suddenly realized that he seemed to have grown taller.

"What's the matter?" He looked down at his hands in amazement, and then at his feet. He found that his palms were much larger, his sleeves were shorter, and his pants were shorter.

I just drank a bowl of porridge, and actually grew taller and grown up?

Moreover, my body seems to be lighter, and all my injuries are completely recovered.

"It turns out that this is not porridge, this is Immortal Medicine!" Hong Fugui was shocked, and his gaze towards Cui Heng was full of gratitude and unspeakable respect.

So Immortal Medicine is so generous to feed itself such a mud leg.

This is definitely a great Immortal Venerable who saves people from suffering!

"many thanks Immortal Venerable life-saving grace, many thanks Immortal Venerable for giving me Immortal Medicine!" Hong Fugui was so excited that he didn't know how to express, so he simply knelt down and kowtowed again to thank God and Buddha. Bow to Cui Heng.

"It's just an ordinary meal." Cui Heng shook his head and smiled, raised his hand to make Hong Fugui stand up in the air, and said: "Don't kneel anymore. Just call Mr." Don’t call it Immortal Venerable anymore."

Have you seen the Immortal Venerable of the sixth layer of Qi Refinement?

Yellow Cloth Strongman belongs to the "system setting". If you can't change it, it's a guilty conscience.

"It's immortal, sir." Hong Fugui quickly nodded, and then respectfully asked, "Mr. saved my life and gave me Immortal Medicine. My life is yours, sir. What's your order? Just say it, sir."

He didn't ask for the salvation method anymore, but first focused on repaying Cui Heng's favor.

"Don't you want to save the world?" Cui Heng lightly said with a smile.

"Mr. I haven't reported his great favor, so I dare to ask for the Holy Dharma." Hong Fugui shook his head.

"Then talk to me first and play games." Cui Heng's mouth was slightly raised, said with a smile, "Come with me and teach you what PS5 is."

"Phat Ace Dance?" Hong Fugui looked confused, only to feel that immortal's words were really mysterious.

……

For the next three days, Cui Heng did not rush to ask Hong Fugui about the situation outside.

He took Hong Fugui to play games, eat, farm, and talk about some things, and his mentality was very relaxed.

Compared to the ten years of living alone, Cui Heng feels that these are the three best days for him.

Under this mentality, he felt that his realm bottleneck, which had been stagnant for more than a year, was loosened!

Yes, the sixth layer of trifling Qi Refinement kept him stagnant for more than a year!

This is also one of the reasons why he recognizes reality clearly.

"Sure enough, you have to be happy in order to cultivate!" Cui Heng thought in his heart.

For Hong Fugui.

The three-day experience in Immortal Realm is quite mysterious.

He has seen too many bizarre and motley, incredible treasures of the fairy family.

For example:

Immortal Sect lock that can be opened with a light press without using a key.

Immortal lights that can be switched on and off freely with just one sentence without using wax.

Immortal kettle that doesn’t need to be ignited, just put water in and it can boil automatically.

And the most amazing Phat Ace Dance!

Not a dance, but a magic weapon of the fairy family.

This magic weapon can show all kinds of scenes on a light screen, some are terrifying and eerie, some are wonderful and magnificent, as if there are countless worlds inside.

What is even more bizarre is that a small mortal like himself can actually control these world creatures through this magic weapon!

It's incredible!

I am afraid that only by completely controlling the existence of these worlds can I grant myself such a small mortal with such great authority.

In just three days, in Hong Fugui's heart, Cui Heng has grown from a hidden immortal image to a supreme existence who controls an unknown world.

In the early morning of this day, Hong Fugui walked out of the room and was about to say hello to Cui Heng.

As soon as he left the house, he saw the sky, the sun and the moon, brightening up.

I saw golden clouds flowing in the sky.

At this time, there is a silhouette bathed in the radiance of the sun and the moon and the sky, slowly soaring to the sky.

Cui Heng breakthrough.

Qi Refinement 7th Layer!