Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 96

“I always feel that I have overlooked something…”

what is it?

Lin Baixuan once again returned to the cave where the five-color light was hidden.

The cave has truly become an empty cave, the centipede bee bag was taken away by Zhao Gongming and repaired, and the five-color light is placed in the own sea of ​​knowledge purple mansion.

“I just talked to Brother Zhao Gongming, and felt vaguely. I was busy dealing with the ghosts, and I forgot it for a while…”

He pondered over and over again, recalling his every move after meeting Zhao Gongming, and finally remembered a detail.

At that time, the ghost appeared, and he asked, “Isn’t Laoshan the land of immortals? Why are there so many bandits and bandits?”

And Zhao Gongming replied, “Maybe the gods here are more pedantic…”

And just when he said this sentence, Lin Baixuan’s heart suddenly jumped.

With his Cultivation Base Realm, how could he suddenly make a whim?

There must be some traction in the dark!

Zhao Gongming retrieved part of the Magic power from the previous life, but he did not reach the Taiyi Profound Realm. The degree of sensitivity to heaven and earth should be far inferior to one’s own.

“What is attracting myself…”

The sky is getting darker.

Lin Baixuan flew up in the wind, opened his gaze, and searched Laoshan repeatedly.

The sunset will come down obliquely, coating the huge Laoshan with a magnificent golden color.

On the small seaside peak in the extreme east, in the tall tree canopy, a small white air loomed, attracting Lin Baixuan’s attention.

“It’s a bit of a fairy spirit, but it’s not too deep!”

He turned his eyes, and saw a scholar on the mountain road far away, carrying a small baggage on his back. Looking at the direction he is heading, it is clearly the direction where the spirit of the fairy is exposed.

With a thought, Lin Baixuan went straight to find the place where Zhao Gongming had fallen off the cliff, and found the luggage package that had fallen to pieces.

He picked up a few things casually, packed them up randomly, and threw them on his shoulders, turning them into an ordinary young man again. I glanced at it for a few times, and said with a smile: “Now I’m going to be an immortal seeker too!”

Immediately, his figure shook, and he had lost his trace in the valley.

Wang Huasheng has gone four or five hours.

Poorly, he is just a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken. He is usually spoiled and lazy. At this time, he has been tired and thirsty after walking thirty or forty miles of mountain roads. He went straight to a rock and sat down, beating his sore thigh. .

He took out the dry food and water from the package, ate a few mouthfuls, and couldn’t help but mutter to himself: “It is said that there are immortals in Laoshan. Why have I been walking for so long, but I haven’t seen any immortals? Could it be that I have no immortals? edge?”

Looking up and seeing the mountain peak still far away, seeing the sky getting dark, and vaguely hearing the howling of wolves in the mountains, Wang Huasheng couldn’t help but retreat. Muttered: “If a tiger and wolf took me away, wouldn’t it be a waste of life and a ridicule…”

Suddenly I heard someone singing in the mountain road, and when I listened carefully, it turned out to be a song I had never heard before.

“How ridiculous the red dust is,

Infatuation is the most boring,

It’s okay to be pretentious.

Not in this life,

But my heart is no longer disturbed,

I just want to get away for half a lifetime…”

Wang Huasheng turned his head and looked, only to see a young man in a coarse cloth shirt, carrying a large package, bulging and not knowing what it was carrying. Step by step as a car, head straight up the mountain.

Seeing someone going up the mountain, he couldn’t help being overjoyed. He hurriedly greeted him and said: “It’s polite!”

The young man stopped, crossed his hands, and did not bow. With a smile: “Where are the scholars going?”

Wang Huasheng explained: “I have admired immortality since I was a child. I heard that there are immortals in this mountain, so I came to find immortals and visit Taoism, hoping to learn Taoism!”

The young man laughed and said: “Coincidentally, I am also going to ask the immortal to ask questions, we can go on the road together!”

The two walked together. With the help, Wang Huasheng couldn’t help being a little bit more energetic, and introduced each other now. When it was the youth’s turn, he smiled and said, “My surname is Bu, and I have always envied the skills of immortals since I was a child, so I named it Zhixian.”

Hearing that he was a fellow in the same way, Wang Huasheng couldn’t help but praised: “Zhixian? This name is really good…”

While chatting and climbing, the two came to a Taoist temple unknowingly.

This Taoist temple is hidden in the mountains and forests. The peaks are like shaving jade, dyeing Dai, Lingyun Moxiao. There are cranes, tortoises, tigers and other mountains and rocks, or the bells are beautiful, or the abrupt and strange cliffs, or the tigers and dragons.

Standing outside the Taoist Temple, Wang Huasheng guessed, “Could it be that this is where the immortals live?”

The young man smiled and said, “Since you are here, you can go in and have a look!”

Walking into Taoist Temple, Wang Huasheng saw an old Taoist sitting in the Great Hall, with white beard and long eyebrows, very old, with wide robe and sleeves, and a strange appearance. His face was covered with deep wrinkles, but his eyes were extremely clear. .

He hurriedly said: “I have seen the old god!”

The old man glanced at him and smiled: “I am not a god.”

Wang Huasheng refused to let it go, and hurriedly said: “The immortal looks elegant, and there is no smoke or fire between his gestures, how can he not be a god?”

The old way is noncommittal, just smiles slightly, and then asks the two people’s intentions.

Wang Hua was quick to speak, and he would like to talk about pour beans in a bamboo tube, and then knelt in front of the old Taoist, begging him to accept himself as a disciple.

The old way looked at Wang Huasheng a few times, then smiled and said, “You can be considered a bit talented. It’s just that the magic is profound and you can’t learn it overnight. I’m afraid you are squeamish and lazy and can’t bear hardship.”

“I can endure hardship!” Wang Huasheng hurriedly defended, kowtow again and again.

“Nothing–” The old Dao waved his hand, and an invisible air current lifted him up, “It depends on your sincerity, so stay here first. If you can really endure hardship, you might as well teach you some methods!”

Wang Huasheng was overjoyed at once, seeing the young man who came with him just standing there laughing, not bowing down. He pulled the young man and said in a low voice, “Brother Bu, this is the god, you have to pay a respect, please let the old god accept you…”

“Oh? Yes… apprentice!” The young man watching the show reacted and hurriedly said with a smile, “Dao Master, accept me as a disciple too? I’m not afraid of hardship, some are strength!”

The old Dao raised his head, turned around on the young man a few times, with a slightly confused expression, and said: “The poor Dao can’t see the origins of Mr., and I will never have the chance to come, so it is inconvenient to accept your entry!”

“Wang Shusheng and I went up the mountain together, how could he be predestined?”

The old man shook his head and said: “Mr. I don’t know, this layman is actually related to me by half art, so it should be the fate!”

The Fate of Half Art!

Lin Baixuan’s eyes were already narrowed.

Looking at the scholar and the veteran, and adding the phrase “The Destiny of Half Art”, he remembered a story that has been widely spread in later generations.

——Laoshan Taoist!