Ask Immortal Way

　　 "Who do you think you are? If you see Brother Han, you will see Brother Han." The obese young man was full of irritation, "Get out of me, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

Qin Sang refused, without fear, and said coldly: "I am Master Han’s savior. He once said that if I ask for something, I can see him. You have to stop it. What is the intention to make Master Han lose his faith? People?"

　　 "Savior?"

　　 The obese young man was stunned, "Have you saved Brother Han's life?"

　　 Qin Sang recounted the story of Gu Lingshan.

　　 The arrogance of the obese youth dissipated a lot, his complexion was uncertain, and finally he glanced at Qin Sang angrily, took out a palm-sized scroll, raised his palm, and an ancient painting unfolded in front of them.

　　 In the painting, I can see the smoke covering the sky, and the clouds are endless, as if the painting is thirty-three layers of heaven, which is very mysterious.

　　 A group of cranes wandering freely in the clouds, agile and natural, vivid and vivid, just like living creatures.

　　 Then, Qin Sang felt spiritual power fluctuations. The obese young man injected spiritual power into the scroll. The next moment a cloud of air flew out of the scroll. Amidst the clouds, a crane was crowing and lingering.

　　 In the painting, the crane fell on the palm of the obese young man. The obese young man’s lips moved slightly. He said a few words in the ear of the crane. The crane flapped its wings, its body grew in the wind, and disappeared into the sky.

　　 Without a moment's effort, the clouds and mist floating on the ancient paintings suddenly rolled, and finally turned into a person. It was the young man surnamed Han who nearly died in Gu Lingshan.

　　 "Junior Brother Zhen Ming," the cloud-shaped youth surnamed Han looked a little illusory, and his voice was also a bit ethereal, "I call me so anxiously, why?"

　　 Immediately, the young man surnamed Han caught a glimpse of Qin Sang on the side, immediately recognized him, and said with a smile: "General Qin, I haven't seen him for many days, don't come here without problems."

Qin Sang was about to speak, but saw that Zhen Ming took a step forward and complained repeatedly, "Senior Brother Han, it's not that I want to disturb you. It's this kid surnamed Qin who has to look for you, and Zhen Ming has no choice. I will follow your instructions. Asked if he insisted on cultivating immortality, after he decided to test his spiritual roots, he had long reminded him that there is no one with spiritual roots. As expected, mere mortals have no spiritual roots. I persuaded him to go back and live a good life, but he did not expect him. I don’t know good people, and I thought I was going to harm him, so I kept saying that it was Brother Han, your savior, and I had to see you."

　　 After finishing speaking, Zhen Ming gave Qin Sang angrily, looking very aggrieved.

The young man surnamed Han looked at Zhen Ming, then looked at Qin Sang, and said with a smile: "General Qin, Junior Brother Zhen Ming is right. There are indeed no mortals who have spiritual roots. It is not a lie to you. The road to cultivation is fundamental. It’s difficult to go to the blue sky. Even if you can really cultivate, there are countless dangers in the world of immortality. Maybe you will die at any time. Being a mortal may not be bad. Just ask Junior Brother Zhen Ming to ask the Lord of the Pilgrimage Palace to take care of you. Even if you change your dynasty in the future, Keep you safe forever."

　　 "But..."

　　 Hearing the same from the young man surnamed Han, Qin Sang felt helpless and wanted to ask him, if he had no spiritual roots, why could he practice "Netherworld Sutra"?

　　 But thinking of the two encounters with the immortal scene, the two realms of the real and devil are endlessly dying every time, and they must fight to death and life. In order to obtain the soul pill, he killed a lot of mortals.

　　 Relying on magic skills, to harm the world, Qin Sang has no face to say that he is not a devil.

　　 "Master Han, can it really be impossible to become a cultivator without spiritual roots?" Qin Sang asked this sentence unwillingly, there is such an absolute thing in the world?

　　 Is it an exception because he is not an aboriginal of this world, or is it the ability the Jade Buddha brings to himself?

　　 In any case, Qin Sang has to figure it out.

　　 The young man surnamed Han looked a little moved, and Zhen Ming was also taken aback, stopped chattering, stared at Qin Sang for a while, lowered his head and said nothing.

The young man surnamed Han hesitated for a long time, and said: "General Qin, as far as Han knows, there is indeed no precedent in the right way to enter the path of immortality without spiritual roots. Even those famous sects must practice spiritual roots. That's fine. As for..."

　　 Seeing the young man surnamed Han hesitated, Qin Sang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master Han, is there another way?"

The young man surnamed Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Without spiritual roots, nothing is useful. I can’t sense spiritual power to talk about cultivation? What I just wanted to say, our Han family only understands the situation of the monks of the righteous way, and we know very much about the magic door. Few. The magical cultivators have weird methods and countless evil methods. Whether there is a way to break this shackle, I don't know."

　　 "The magic door?"

　　 Qin Sang was a little surprised, should the young man surnamed Han persuade himself to enter the magic door?

But seeing a cloud of clouds in the palm of the young man surnamed Han turned into a circular jade plate, he said in a serious tone: "Since Han has promised, he will not break his promise. This jade plate should be within the scope of the Northland Demon Sect's activities. The Fangshi token is something I got from the mustard bag of the demon. If you insist on trying your luck, I will let Crane Shadow send it to you. However, you have entered the magic door and you will meet in the future. , You and I are enemies and not friends, Han will not be merciful."

　　 Qin Sang did not hesitate, clasped his fist and said: "Qin Sang thank you Master Han!"

　　 The young man surnamed Han glanced at Qin Sang deeply, nodded, and the cloud shadow disappeared.

　　 Qin Sang and Zhen Ming waited for a while, when Crane Ying flew back, holding a jade plate and a silk book in his mouth.

　　 Zhen Ming took it over to Qin Sang, arched his hand at him, and rode on the crane shadow to leave.

Qin Sang unfolded the silk book and found that it was a large-scale survey map. This was the first time he saw such a large and detailed map, and he quickly found the location of Da Sui. It was really very good on the survey map. Small.

　　 Hengguo in the north has an area dozens of times larger than that of the Great Sui. To the north of Hengguo, there are many countries larger than Hengguo.

After crossing Hengguo and several countries, Qin Sang finally saw the mark of the youth surnamed Han, in a territory called Biyun Country. As for the specific location of the Xiuzhen Square City, the youth surnamed Han left a message saying that only Qin Sang needs to bring it with him. When the jade pan rushes to the neighborhood, the jade pan will automatically sense the Fangshi and take him there.

　　 The young man surnamed Han briefly introduced Xiuzhen Fang City, and finally reminded him that the monk monks are very dangerous, especially for mortals, if things cannot be done, they can run away as soon as possible.

Qin Sang estimated the distance in his heart~www.readwn.com~ If he rode a horse and stayed overnight, it would take several years to get there. Fortunately, he found that there was a big river called Tianlujiang in the west of the Sui Dynasty, which runs through the north and south, Wuling River. It's just a tributary.

　　 Take a boat on that river, it will be much faster.

　　 Collected the silk book, played with the jade plate, Qin Sang endured no spiritual temptation, nodded to the pilgrim palace master who was waiting, and walked down the mountain.

　　 The night is shrouded, and the entire imperial capital can be overlooked on the pilgrimage mountain. The Yuyu Palace is brightly lit. It must be the new emperor ascending to the throne.

　　 (Say a few words.

　　 When the mortal anime came out, it evoked my memories of the past. I just had some free time, so I got the idea of ​​writing.

　　 Thinking about it carefully, what impressed me the most by mortals was not the twists and turns and the magnificent plot, not the magical spells and treasures of the old demon, but the words of the ink color ring.

　　 The plot of nearly one hundred thousand words in the first fifty chapters is actually to elicit this sentence from the protagonist’s mouth.

　　 pay tribute to mortals, pay tribute to forget to say, miss Han Pao Pao, to commemorate my old reading time.

　　 Fortunately, I wrote it all the way, and the plot did not deviate much from what I expected before. This sentence was smoothly said. For me, it was a small goal.

　　 But this also makes the early plot plain. I wonder if not many book friends like watching secular plots.

　　 100,000 words, failed to sign the contract, the collection is worth a hundred, miserable and miserable.

　　 I don’t know how many book buddies are really chasing books in the more than one hundred collections.

　　 There are several book friends who have been insisting on voting for recommendation. I take it all in my eyes and keep it in my heart. Thank you for your support.

　　 Still the same sentence, if you think what I wrote is still eye-catching, collect it, vote for it, and help promote it, thank you! )