The long street is noisy and bustling with people.
Zhao Yun walked lightly, his head buried all the way, tinkering with something.
After looking at it, I realized that it was a triangular charm that I had just bought from the fat old man.
That's a big lie, you can see it at a glance.
But the good luck charm that guy was selling was a bit interesting.
Talisman actually shines, at least the one in his hand shines brightly.
Unfortunately, light is not common, and most of the time, it only appears suddenly.
"Where does the light come from?"
Zhao Yun muttered, turning over and over again to study.
However, my vision is limited and I can't see any clues.
Eh?
As he was walking away, he suddenly heard a whisper and someone blocked Zhao Yun's way.
A closer look revealed that it was the barefoot old man I bumped into that night when the lanterns were put on.
Zhao Yun remembered clearly that it was this old man who tricked him into cultivating immortality.
Then, this guy became very arrogant.
Now that we meet again, he seems to be even more seriously ill.
Yes, it's just a disease, and the whole person is unkempt.
Look at all the people on the street, he is the most eye-catching.
It smells so good! The barefoot old man's eyes were shining as he stared at Zhao Yun's talisman, like a beggar who had been hungry for several days, staring at a fragrant roast chicken. He just looked at it and stretched out his hand to take it away.
Zhao Yun's spell.
"You old man."
Mr. Zhao refused to do it and took it immediately.
Regardless of whether it was good luck or not, why did I still rob it on the street?
"Junior, I will take you to cultivate immortality." The barefoot old man said seriously.
"How dare you fool me." Zhao Yun took the good luck charm and glanced sideways at the guy.
"I am an immortal."
"Okay, okay, stop it."
Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk to him and turned around and disappeared.
Before leaving, he also left a dozen copper coins for the man. He instinctively thought that the old man was so hungry that he became confused and nagging.
..
puff!
The starry sky is bloody and dyed with the color of doom.
Then there was a roar, and billions of lightnings tore apart.
"Heavenly tribulation?"
Too many senior masters were alarmed and appeared one after another.
r After looking around, everyone’s eyebrows were raised slightly.
It’s not surprising that they were like this, because the one who overcame the tribulation was actually the Lord of the Divine Ruins.
"I haven't seen him in many years." A poor old man murmured.
"His quasi-desolate disaster was overcome many years ago, and now, what kind of divine punishment is it?"
There were a lot of doubts and puzzled voices.
There are no answers, and no one can explain the current drama.
The only thing that is certain is that the Lord of Shenxu has become more and more strange in recent years. Especially after he swallowed the Chaos Body, every step he took seemed to violate the rules.
Just like today, it would be extremely strange to go through the quasi-desolate tribulation.
"What do you think?" In the void, a human figure appeared.
It is Tao Zun Shenlong, with Fuyao beside him.
"The reincarnation of heaven has messed up the rules." Fuyao said calmly.
"So, we can also accept the baptism of another catastrophe?"
"Of course not, not everyone is as defiant as the Lord of the Divine Ruins."
When Fuyao said this, his pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Looking at his eyes, there was actually a lot of fear.
It was just because the current Demon Lord Wuwu was so powerful that she felt even more depressed.
Even she was like this, let alone Taoist Shenlong, and she couldn't suppress the trembling in her heart.
..
Zhao Yun returned to the small courtyard and brought back a large pile of books.
Even after the exam was over, he didn't take a break and read through it quietly.
There should be nothing external in the mind. When you look at it like this, you forget about time.
After a while, it was already dark, and the vast sky was dotted with stars.
"Ru Xin, are you coming back?"
Zhao Yun murmured, got up and got on the stove.
The rice is fragrant and very suitable for eating.
No, there is a person who has already come in. He doesn't even leave the door, but climbs over the wall.
It's not Liu Ruxin, she's still a barefoot old man, and she's still as unkempt.
"Old man, is it over?" Zhao Yun's face turned dark.
Are today’s old magicians so dedicated? Are they so haunted?
"I'm amazed by your bones. You are a good young man who can cultivate immortality."
The barefoot old man said with a serious face, not even the slightest bit joking.
After he finished speaking, he became abnormal and became nervous again.
The sequelae of the reincarnation of heaven and earth are sometimes sober and sometimes confused.
"You're not hungry, it's because your five elements need to be beaten!"
"My little friend, the anger is too strong and it's harmful to the body."
"Hey!" Zhao Yun dropped the rice spoon and stepped off the stove.
Seeing him grabbing the barefoot old man with one hand, he wanted to throw him out of the small yard.
What's embarrassing is that he didn't pull it, and even tore the person's clothes.
"I didn't see it! He's still a practicing master." Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows.
I heard Teacher Lin say that there is a skill in the world that is as immovable as a mountain.
Now looking at it, this old man with an unattractive appearance is actually a reclusive master.
"Is this credible?" the barefoot old man said, stroking his beard.
"Believe you, you idiot." Zhao Yun didn't believe in evil, so he showed all his strength.
However, it still couldn't move, as if this old man was really a big mountain.
"Vain."
The old man seemed like a normal person, and he was full of character.
As he said that, he took out the talisman from Zhao Yun's arms.
Well, it is also a good luck charm. This thing is very extraordinary. The reason why it shines is because the lines on it are all written by the immortal family.
It's just that the person selling the talisman didn't know.
It involves the fairy family and occasionally shines brightly, which is also reasonable.
In his opinion, Zhao Yun got it because of the fate of cause and effect.
Immortals attach great importance to romance. It is rare to encounter them and there is no reason to let them go.
"You are truly an immortal."
Zhao Yun was panting from exhaustion and finally let go.
He began to believe that the person in front of him had a great origin.
"How can this be false?"
If you don’t believe it, then show off your magical skills!
The barefoot old man raised his hand and flicked it in the air.
Suddenly, dragons and phoenixes appeared in the sky, and lights were dancing.
Wow!
Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his head like a country bumpkin, looking at him in surprise.
He had seen many jugglers, but this one was obviously not a juggler.
There is a saying in unofficial history that immortals can cast spells, and this is probably the case today.
"Is it credible?"
"Um."
"I would like to cultivate immortality with you." The barefoot old man said calmly.
"I still want to go to Beijing to take the No. 1 exam." Zhao Yun chuckled.
"You melon boy, you've already become an immortal, why do you still want to take the first prize?"
"This is my father's last wish. After his death, he will be alive in heaven."
"A filial child has never forgotten his original intention." The barefoot old man smiled slightly.
"How about I become a master first and then practice immortality after taking the exam?"
"You can teach me, boy. Come, call me master and listen."
"Master, here I am."
puff!
Zhao Yun just handed over his hand, but before he finished speaking, the old man was lying there.
It wasn't just a porridge, he was really lying down. Before lying down, he even sprayed a mouthful of old blood.
He did it too. After suffering a loss, he came back for stimulation.
Even if Mr. Zhao is to be robbed, it will still involve the reincarnation of heaven.
With such an existence, there is no problem in worshiping mortals, but worshiping gods will cause trouble.
Stimulate.
The barefoot old man is really exciting.
Previously, he only lost his cultivation and lost his memory.
This time!. My cultivation level has been completely exhausted and I have gone crazy.
"Old man?" Zhao Yun hurriedly stepped forward with a confused look on his face.
I just want to worship a master, why do I want to worship a master? It’s so exciting.
"Zhao Yun?"
In the dark, there are surprising words, looming.
What a coincidence, Mr. Zhao heard this and raised his eyes to look at the sky.
Zhao Yun is a name that Liu Ruxin often calls when she is talking in her sleep.
"Did you hear that wrong?" Zhao Yun muttered.
How could I hear it wrong? Someone is indeed saying this name.
The source of the sound comes from the heavenly calamity of Demon Lord Wuwu.