Xuanhuan: Tampering with the script, the supporting role becomes destiny!

Following.
Sunrise in the East.
The rising sun rises slowly in the sky.
Overlooking the land of the Great Wasteland.
You can see small black dots like ants converging towards the same mountain range.
Those little black dots were cultivators searching for immortals, and the mountain range on that side was Xuanqing Gate.
…….
Xuanqing Gate.
With the help of the Gugu Yun family, it restored its former appearance, not only that, but also quite a holy place.
Right now.
Outside the mountain gate of Xuanqing Gate.
At the foot of a fairy mountain.
Standing was a young man dressed in cloth, with a thick face and an iron sword on his back.
The youth looked up and looked at the towering Immortal Mountain, the fairy mist was swirling, and his whole eyes lit up.
“This is… Where do the immortals live? ”
The cloth-clad youth is None other than Shi Fan from Dashi Village.
“This mountain, it’s so high.”
“Steeper than the mountains of Oishi Village… But there is no mountain road, how can I get up? ”
Shi Fan looked at the Immortal Mountain in front of him, and for a moment he was in trouble:
Suddenly.
A burst of footsteps appeared behind Shi Fan.
He subconsciously turned around and saw a fairy dressed in green clothes walking towards him.
This was the first time Shi Fan had seen such a beautiful woman, and he couldn’t help but stay for a while.
A young woman, mo is about eighteen years old, and the cultivation of the condensed yuan realm.
She passed by Shi Fan and prepared to take off and fly towards the Immortal Mountain.
Just then, Shi Fan stopped her.
“Dare to ask: Fairy”
“How do I get to xuanqingmen?”
Qinghe turned around, looked at Shi Fan behind him, and frowned, “You haven’t even reached the Refining Qi Realm?” ”
“You: Are you mortal? ”
Face the fairy’s question.
Shi Fan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, “I haven’t touched Xiu Xian.”
“You are a mortal word”
“Just go to which mountain, that mountain you can go up the stone ladder, you can also go to Xuanqing Gate”
Qinghe held out his right hand, pointed to another immortal mountain not far ahead, and said in a cold tone.
She also came from a small place, and she also came from a small town to visit Xuanqingmen.
So… She still has good intentions toward these mortals.
“Thank you fairy”
Hearing this, Shi Fan learned the way the immortals seen in the ancient books awkwardly clenched his fists and said to Qinghe.
“Grace”
Qinghe just nodded, then took off into the air, jumped up a hundred meters in one step, stepped on the cliff wall, and “flew” up the Immortal Mountain.
She cultivated to be inferior, and could only rely on this way to go up to Xuanqing Gate.
And Shi Fan, who was at the bottom of the mountain, saw Qinghe take off and fly up to the Immortal Mountain, and flashed a look of envy.
According to the direction that Qinghe pointed out to him, he walked to another mountain.
At a glance, the dense figures and heads of people were all mortals like Shi Fan.
They were dressed in plain cloth, some of them hung rusty iron swords around their waists, and some even hung a broken kitchen knife…
They have what mortals should have in common.
Ordinary, ordinary, wandering, and determined to find immortals…
“Big Brother, are you also here to find immortals?”
Suddenly, a childish voice sounded in Shi Fan’s ear.
When Shi Fan turned around, he saw a little boy whose head had just reached his waist, about eleven or twelve years old.
The little boy was very dry and thin, and although his face was beautiful, it was covered with dryness and sallow yellow, which was caused by long-term hunger.
“Little brother… You’re also here to find immortals? ”
Shi Fan saw that the little boy was carrying a sackcloth wrapper on his back, and he knew.
“Grace”
The little boy nodded.
At this moment, if a gust of wind blew, Shi Fan would not even suspect that this little boy would be blown away by the wind.
Because of him.. It’s so skinny!
“Little brother, what’s your name?” asked Shi Fan.
“My name is Li Ping’an”
The little boy answered.
Peace, peace, this is the name that most mortal parents like to give their children.
I hope I grow up safely…
Shi Fan asked, “My name is Shi Fan.”
After speaking, he paused and asked again:
“You’re still so young… Why does one person come to find immortals? ”
Hearsay.
Li Ping’an was silent for a second, then lowered his head and said:
“Daddy and Mother… All dead.”
“They told me that if they were gone, let me come here and ask the immortals to take me in.”
Hearsay.
Shi Fan’s words of persuasion choked on his lips.
Yeah, this kid… Already homeless.
“Peace”
“Let’s go”
“I’ll take you up the mountain”
“Follow me.”
Shi Fan revealed a bitter smile.
He didn’t even know if he could be seen by the immortals, but he brought a little boy he didn’t know…
Maybe he was too kind to see these human sufferings.
“Good!”
Li Ping’an nodded heavily, followed Behind Shi Fan, and walked along the stone steps towards the Immortal Mountain.
“Brother Shi Fan”
“You say: Will the immortals take us in?”
Behind Shi Fan, a childish voice came from.
Hearsay.
Shi Fan paused and smiled bitterly, “My brother doesn’t know either.”
“But my mother said that the immortals are all kind and should take us in.”
Shi Fan didn’t know why he said this, perhaps after seeing the back of the person who saved the world that day, he developed instinctive kindness to the immortals.
Today, the Great Wasteland is in a precarious situation.
The Lord of the Great Wilderness issued a circular calling on the entire Great Wilderness State to unite.
And Xuanqingmen held a great ceremony to receive disciples, facing all the people in the entire Great Wasteland State, including them mortals.
So… Shi Fancai came without hesitation.
Not only for the Great Wasteland, but also for yourself!
……
Soon.
Shi Fan and Xiao Ping’an, along with the flow of people, came to a vast square.
At a glance, it is dense, like a sea of people.
Half of them were monks and the other half were mortal, and the number of mortals was greater than the number of monks.
And Shi Fan and Xiao Ping’an were just the two most inconspicuous of countless mortals.
“Brother Van”
“I’ll secretly tell you a secret”
“Actually… I didn’t think about success.”
“I’m here as long as I can take a look at lord desolation from a distance.”
Xiao Ping’an whispered to Shi Fan.
Hearsay.
In Shi Fan’s pupils, there were also infinite expectations and yearnings.
He and Xiao Ping’an, why don’t they have the same idea?
Perhaps in his heart, he did not think of the success of the immortals, but came to meet the Lord of the Wasteland who saved them all…
It’s not just Shi Fan and Xiao Ping’an.
Almost all mortals present could have thought the same thing:
They were all mortals without the potential to cultivate immortals, and they all had self-knowledge in their hearts, and none of them had ever thought of succeeding in seeking immortals.
If he had the potential to cultivate immortals, he would not have been a mortal long ago, and he should have been a monk long ago.
Knowing this, they still came here without hesitation…
It is to meet the lord of the wasteland, to bow down in front of his face, and to thank the lord…..
…………
Oh —
The sound of a divine drum.
Boom boom.
The whole square, instantly quiet.
Boom —
Boom —
…
A burst of footsteps came.
Immediately, everyone’s eyes looked in a certain direction…