The first image that came to Ma Hongjun's mind was that of him being wrapped in a thin and smooth black and white Tai Chi diagram, traveling through the endless turbulence of time and space.
Then, he was crushed by the turbulent flow of time and space and ground into a ball. The Tai Chi diagram tore open the membrane of a certain universe and took him to be reincarnated into that world.
After that, from the time he was born to the time he learned to speak, and then when his memory came back to life when he was nearly three years old, he finally knew who he really was.
…
Finally, the scene freezes as he is engulfed by the blood-red mist rising from the road to hell.
Since then, Ma Hongjun still doesn’t understand what is going on?
"No wonder Lao Zhang, the boss, and Wong Tai Sin have an evil aura in their bodies. It turns out I'm on the road to hell."
Ma Hongjun said in his heart, looking at the distant world with withered railings, painted buildings, numerous palaces, and the misty atmosphere of immortality, his eyes glowed with little bits of bright light, as if there were two small fish chasing each other and slowly rotating.
"It perfectly matches my fantasy of the Immortal Cave. If I hadn't known that it was a fake, I would have been ecstatic, right?" Ma Hongjun said in his heart.
Behind the gleaming door opened by the Wong Tai Sin girl is a world illuminated by the sun and moon, with a huge fairy palace in the middle.
Ma Hongjun put away the Tai Chi Chongtong and looked far into the distance. He saw the entire cave world with hazy fairy spirit. The fairy palaces were layered one after another, with intrigues on the towers and twists and turns of the corridors. It was truly a blessed place for immortals.
"Wow, this is the Immortal Cave?"
"This, this, this, fairy fate, must be fairy fate."
"Dongtian Paradise, this is the real Dongtian Paradise, my God, I'm almost drunk!"
"Infinite Blessings Heavenly Lord, thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, we are fortunate enough to step into the blessed land of cave heaven where immortals live."
"Xianyuan, I want to find an immortal to become my disciple!"
Behind Ma Hongjun, all the Taoists were breathing rapidly, their eyes were burning, and they were filled with awe and admiration.
"Master, fellow Taoists, come with me!"
Soon, under the leadership of the Huang Taixian girl, everyone came to a fairy palace.
At this time, the mighty god general guarding this immortal palace stepped forward and said, "Since you are lucky enough to enter the immortal cave by mistake, you should accept the immortal test. Those who pass will not only be able to stay here to practice, but also be taught the immortal method by the Immortal Lord.
Are you willing?"
"Honorable God, we are willing, we are willing!"
Before Ma Hongjun could finish his meal, Taoist Xuyun, as the master of all Taoists, bowed his head first and said.
"Okay, come with me!"
The god general nodded slightly and led everyone towards the Immortal Palace.
"Master, the little demon's Taoism is shallow and he is not qualified to enter the Immortal Palace. I will wait for you outside." The girl from Huang Daxian said.
Ma Hongjun nodded slightly, but did not express any doubts. He looked on coldly and followed everyone towards the Immortal Palace.
As he woke up, Ma Hongjun already understood that he had fallen into an illusion created by the bloody red mist on the road to hell.
But knowing it is one thing, and whether it can be eradicated is another.
When he used his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, Ma Hongjun had already discovered that he, a Tai Chi heavy boy who specializes in illusions and charms, could not break the illusion here and couldn't find a way to get out of here, so he could only leave for the time being.
Take it one step at a time.
Look at what the spirits in these illusions are up to.
Soon, passing through the empty hall with misty clouds and mist, the divine general guarding the Immortal Palace brought Ma Hongjun and others to the place where they were to undergo the Immortal's test.
On the first day, God will let Ma Hongjun and others stay together with a group of eye-catching white-fronted tigers.
Surrounded by a group of tigers, the tigers grinded their sharp teeth and stared at Ma Hongjun and others with ferocious eyes and big mouths, as if they would rush over and tear them apart at any time.
However, the faces of all the Taoists remained unchanged, and no one was afraid.
The god general nodded with satisfaction and led everyone to a cold stone room.
However, the stone room was just cold. The most terrifying thing was that above everyone's head, there was a huge stone several feet wide hanging.
The boulders were tied to the roof with thatch ropes, and there were many venomous snakes of different colors circling next to them. The snakes' mouths were about to tear the grass ropes that had already been chewed.
Once it breaks, the boulders above everyone's heads will fall, and they will definitely be crushed into pulp.
At this time, someone finally started to panic. First it was Taoist Li Chun, also known as Boss Li in Ma Hongjun's mouth, and then another boss, Taoist Chen, was frightened and fled the stone room one after another, and then disappeared.
Ma Hongjun remained unmoved and just watched with cold eyes.
Even if these boulders fell, they would not cause any impact or harm to him, but he still followed the so-called divine general's arrangement and did not leave without authorization.
Ma Hongjun knew very well that only by understanding the rules of this illusion could he find a way to break the situation as quickly as possible, break this illusion, and jump out from here.
So, when the next day passed, the god general took Ma Hongjun and others to the Central Immortal Palace with a look of relief on his face, and told them, "You are really a man of talent. Go in, the Immortal Lord wants to see you."
"Have we passed the immortal test?"
All the Taoists were overjoyed, including Taoist Xu Yun and Zhang Jingxu, as well as the fat Taoist Zhou Jingmo.
"Have we finally come this far?"
Ma Hongjun remained unmoved, but secretly became more vigilant.
Soon, everyone passed through the misty palace hall and saw the so-called Immortal Lord.
It was a young man dressed in pure white feathers, with a face as handsome as a girl's, and quite an air of immortality.
All the Taoists calmed their minds, bowed their heads and said, "Zhixin surrenders to the destiny ceremony. The juniors Wang Xuyun, Zhang Jingxu and Zhou Jingmo, please see the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate, the Immortal Lord."
Then, the three of them seemed to notice that Ma Hongjun was still standing upright, as if he had no intention of praying.
"Just wait and see, you haven't seen the immortal yet. What are you doing here?" Taoist Xuyun scolded in a low voice.
Zhang Jingxu even pulled Ma Hongjun quietly and said in a low voice, "Old Ma, what are you waiting for? Isn't this your long-cherished wish to seek immortality? Now that you have seen the immortal, why are you holding still?"
Come and say goodbye."
Ma Hongjun was unmoved, looked at Taoist Wangchen, and said indifferently, "Damn fat man, they have persuaded me, why don't you say something?"
Zhou Jingmo chuckled and said, "If you don't look at me and don't worship the immortal when you see him, what does that have to do with me?"
"What if I try to persuade you but end up hurting the immortal, wouldn't I have lost this immortal fate in vain?"
Ma Hongjun was startled, thinking that it was indeed a huge pit of greed, and it was basically the same as his memory of Zhou Jingmo.
"That's true, but it doesn't matter. I have already awakened to the past, so I won't get involved in your immortal fate."
"Oh? Have you obtained the magic?"
At this time, the deep voice of the Immortal Lord who was sitting high on the throne of the Immortal Palace, as cold as water, suddenly sounded from the Immortal Palace.
Then, the Immortal Immortal, who looked as handsome as a girl, instantly turned into red light and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Ma Hongjun and the kneeling Taoist Xuyun.
The handsome young immortal in white said, "I wonder if I can tell Changsheng which immortal friend your immortal magic comes from? Maybe Changsheng knows the immortal who taught you the immortal magic."
"Arhat, unknown monk and ghost sent Zhao officials!" Ma Hongjun said in a serious tone.
Changsheng Tianzun was startled and said in confusion, "You are a little Taoist who seeks immortality and asks questions. What you have obtained is the inheritance of Buddhism and the underworld?"
Ma Hongjun shook his head and said, "No, I'm talking about a person."
"Perhaps he is some low-class ghostly arhat whom Changsheng does not recognize." Changsheng Tianzun said.
"What about Po Meng Sanqi? You know this one, right?"
Ma Hongjun stared at Changsheng Tianzun and said to himself, since you used someone else's face from my memory, you don't even know your wife, right?
"Sanqi? I don't know him!"
Changsheng Tianzun shook his head, turned his hand, and took out four round, plump, golden elixirs, presented them in front of the four people, and said calmly, "I think you can be made, I have four elixirs here."
, can help you build a strong foundation for the Tao. Just take it, and I will teach you the method of cultivating the Tao."
"Thank you, immortal, thank you, immortal!"
The three Taoists who were carrying the skin of Ma Hongjun's old friend stood up quickly, and while shouting their thanks profusely, they couldn't wait to pick up a golden elixir and swallowed it.
The three ghosts each swallowed the elixir condensed by Rakshasa Qi and Bloody Mary. Seeing that Ma Hongjun was unmoved, the Immortal Lord held the tray forward and said with a smile, "Little friend, please!"
"No, thank you!"
Although Ma Hongjun saw through the essence of the so-called elixir, he was worried about fraud, so he was not moved by the so-called elixir in front of him.
"Your name is Ma Jingguan, right?"
The Immortal Lord smiled slightly and didn't care. He put away the elixir in the tray, then took out another one, handed it to Ma Hongjun and said, "I see that your bones are very strange, and you were born with a pair of high-quality immortal bones. Here, this is another one."
I give you the big, round Nine-turn Golden Pill, which will save you hundreds of years of practice."
"Hey, have you had enough fun?"
Ma Hongjun sneered, "How long will it continue?"
"???"
The three moles had question marks on their faces, thinking to themselves: Could it be that you have contracted Hutu disease again?
"Why did you say this, little friend?"
Changsheng Tianzun looked puzzled and said with a smile, "Since you are destined to enter my immortal mansion, I will give you elixirs and magical methods, but I will not use them as a legendary story. Why are you so unkind, little friend?"
Tai Chi was running, and the fiery phoenix soul power seemed to burst out at any time. Ma Hongjun's hands suddenly became like fiery red crystal gems. He sneered and said, "A group of clowns, if they don't show their true colors again, they will bear the appearance in my memory."
Act, don't blame me for not remembering our old friendship and beating you all to death."
"Tell me, who are you? Just use whatever tricks you have."
"If I, Ma Hongjun, were afraid of you, I would swallow them all for you, let alone a bunch of bullshit elixirs."
Of course, Ma Hongjun did not lose his mind, so the second half of his sentence was swallowed alive by him.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and red-gold flames suddenly burst out from Ma Hongjun's body.
The raging fire burned, and the raging and beating flames enveloped Ma Hongjun's whole body. The magnificent aura swept away the wasteland, and the surrounding area was instantly scorched with violent shaking.
Like a god of war bathed in fire, Ma Hongjun punched the Immortal Lord who looked as handsome as a girl.
The Immortal Heavenly Lord instantly turned into red light and dissipated, avoiding Ma Hongjun's explosive and terrifying punch, and reappeared from a distance as the ethereal figure of the Immortal Wind Daogu. He frowned and said, "This fellow disciple of yours seems to have lost his mind, but how can we do it?"
Can I help you suppress him?"
"Immortal, please!"
"Immortal, please save the old horse!"
The three ghosts who looked like Ma Hongjun's former friend said quickly.
"good!"
The Immortal Lord nodded slightly, waved his sleeves and robe, and a strong wind suddenly emerged, sweeping towards Ma Hongjun in an instant.
"Haha, is the fox tail finally unable to be hidden?"
Ma Hongjun laughed evilly, pulled his hands out of the air, and the ultimate Yin Yang Fire Phoenix Sword with flowing blood red and golden light appeared in his hand.
"Self-created soul skill, Fire Dance Whirlwind!"
Ma Hongjun shook his long sword, and in an instant it turned into a tornado that stretched across the sky. A whirlwind of blood-red flowing and golden flames roared, accompanied by violent fluctuations in soul power, and crashed into the blood-red tornado sweeping towards him.
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