For decades, the first time in Qianqiu Sect's immortal master who had achieved success in practicing Taoism caught a fancy to a young man in Qingshuitang Village. After the young man paid the fee and passed the Immortal Mirror to check it, Sure enough, the Qianqiu Sect's immortal chief had no bad eyes. This man was gifted, so he took him to his disciple as his own disciple.

When the news came, Qingshuitang Village suddenly became boiling, and everyone ran around to tell each other.

Countless people envied and jealous of it, and the lucky young man was the storied figure in the village a few days ago, the romantic and elegant young man Li Ji and Li.

When you enter the Immortal Sect, in this world, it is really like a carp jumping over the Dragon Gate. From then on, the dragon leaps through the nine heavens and your life will be completely different. The young man who stood by the stream with a warm smile yesterday, who painted a woman under the green bamboo by the stream, now seems to be a god standing in the high clouds looking down at all, and can no longer get close to you.

The women in the village often sighed and regretted it. Some people also put together the scrolls of the past carefully and hung them on the wall to read them carefully every day, and regarded them as a memory that can be recalled for a lifetime.

As for more delusions, no one really thought about them. But occasionally when they got together to talk about Mr. Li, they would smile and argue that he was better for him that day.

The weather is getting hotter and there are fewer and fewer people coming to drink. Lao Ma’s tavern is very bleak. In many cases, only Lu Chen, who eats and drinks for free, comes here, which makes Lao Ma feel bad. In addition, he has not practiced the Taoist practice of inseparable from cold and heat. On hot days, he is a fat man, especially sweating prone, so he feels a little irritable.

On this day, Lao Ma looked at the only guest sitting in his tavern and became more and more annoyed. He said to Lu Chen angrily: "Hey! You owe me a lot of debts. Are you still embarrassed to come here to eat and drink for free?"

Lu Chen laughed, drank the wine in his glass in his hand in one go, and then leaned against the table and smiled at Lao Ma: "The boss is the one who owes debt these days, don't you know?"

"Bah!" Lao Ma spat, then wiped the sweat beads from his forehead with the towel on his hand, walked to Lu Chen's table and sat down, looked at the village with bright sunshine outside the window, and sighed: "Tell me, these people outside are tired and busy all day long, what's the point? Look at Li Ji, how long has it been here, and he ended up entering Qianqiu Gate. People are incomparable to people."

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "Aren't you talking sarcastic? People who have nothing to practice immortality, this is how they want to practice."

Lao Ma tsk a few times, without refuting Lu Chen's words, but just shook his head and said, "That guy Li Ji is really lucky."

Lu Chen looked quietly at an unknown direction away from the window. After staring silently for a while, he turned his head and said to Lao Ma: "This is just an opportunity for that person, and there is nothing to care about. However, you can't find any clues about the Demon Cult Patterns? "

Upon hearing this, Lao Ma scratched his head with some distress and smiled bitterly: "Yes."

Lu Chen snorted and said, "That pattern cannot be engraved there for no reason. Something must have happened in this village. Please be careful."

Lao Ma sighed and said, "You don't know. I have stroked the village several times in private, but I can't find the suspicious person. I've really seen the ghost. Are those demons too idle and panicked? They just like they just ran away after drawing a picture."

Lu Chen remained silent. After a while, he put the wine glass on the table, stood up and said, "I'm back."

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By the Qingshui River, the green bamboos are still green, but the peach blossoms have withered and seem a little lonely. Under the hot sun, few people are walking on the bluestone road.

Lu Chen walked along the stream. When he was about to walk past the stone bridge, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking over from the other side of the stream. It was Dingdang.

Lu Chen stopped, and Dingdang, who was standing on the stone bridge, also saw Lu Chen, with a hint of surprise flashing across his face, and then greeted him with a smile, but there was still some force in his smile.

The two of them walked to the shade under the green bamboo and spoke. Dingdang looked a little cramped, but soon smiled again and said to Lu Chen: "I have disappeared for many days."

Lu Chen looked at her and nodded, "Yes, I haven't seen you these days. Where have you been?"

Dingdang said, "No more, I have a little bitter summer. I am most annoyed by the hot weather, so I don't like to go out."

"Oh." Lu Chen nodded and responded, and then both of them fell into silence.

After a while, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, Dingdang pursed his lips and said, "That... the spirit stone I owe you, you have to wait a little longer, I will give it back to you soon."

Lu Chen said: "It's okay, I don't have any urgent use."

Dingdang looked obviously relieved, and his mood seemed to be much better. He even stuck out his tongue and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will never be able to pay the debt. If you say you will pay it back, you will definitely pay it back. And when the opportunity comes, I will give you a great fortune."

"What a great fortune?" Lu Chen raised his eyes and looked at Dingdang.

Dingdang smiled sweetly, focused his head, and was full of energy, as if he was already holding power and grasping the confidence of others in life.

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Late at night, at the foot of the mountain below the Tea Mountain, the heat of the day had completely dissipated, replaced by the cool and cold wind blowing down from the mountain. The strange sounds like ghosts crying and wolf howling sounds sounded again, like the ghost palace in hell, which was thrilling.

The thatched hut located at the foot of the mountain stands alone in a darkness, surrounded by endless night.

There was silence in the thatched hut, and the doors and windows were closed. Although they could not stop the infiltration of those strange sounds, they were still like a strange little world. There was no one in the room, and there was no sound of breathing in the darkness. They could only see the upside down bed board in a trance-blurred shadow.

In the mysterious tree cave space, Lu Chen sat on the ground, looking at the light green puddle not far away from him, his face a little solemn.

He looked solemn, his brows frowned as if he was thinking, as if something was hesitating, and around him, the cave was quiet, and the gray aura wrapped around the ancient tree walls flowed gently like gentle waves of water.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, Lu Chen’s eyes suddenly opened, as if he had finally made up his mind and made a decision at this moment.

He took a deep breath, and a strange black light flashed across his face. After a moment, a faint light emanated from his lower abdomen, which is the most important dantian qi sea among all practitioners...

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