The Great Immortal with White Beard heard about the Great Immortal of Synesthesia and knew that he had no cultivation now. He couldn't help but feel evil intentions and said: "I heard that Patriarch Xieyang took your body and refined it into a treasure. It's very special."
Awesome, is this possible?"
When the Synaesthete Immortal heard this, he frowned and gritted his teeth, and said unceremoniously: "That Patriarch Xieyang was seeking wealth and murder, and was lawless. He died in the hands of Taoist Master Yao Didao Lin Xiaodong Lin."
The white-bearded Immortal grinned sinisterly: "The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia has great magical power, and his physical body for refining treasures must be extraordinary. I would like to experience it."
The synaesthete master became furious on the spot, furious, and said with gnashing teeth: "I treat you with courtesy, but you insult me like this?
King Zhenshan missed my body, and now that he is dead, you want to follow in his footsteps?"
The white-bearded immortal also turned his face: "Treat each other with courtesy?
What a joke, you came here to open a cave in Banbi Mountain without saying hello to me, and now you are telling me to treat you politely?"
The synaesthete was even more angry. He pinched his waist and stood on tiptoes and roared: "Want to say hello to you?
Your cave is in Longding Mountain, and I am digging a cave in Banbi Mountain. Do I still want to say hello to you?"
The white-bearded immortal opened his arms and grinned greedily: "This half of the mountain is also my territory!"
The master of synaesthesia stared and shook his head: "That's ridiculous! You alone occupy two mountains?"
The white-bearded immortal tilted his head and nodded with a pout: "Why, can't you?"
The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia drew out the Xingyu Sword and said angrily: "I have already set up a cave in the Silver Moon Cave in Banbi Mountain. It's too late for you to say that this is your territory!"
The white-bearded immortal raised his head and smiled, unsheathing the Void Spirit Sword: "You have already lost all your cultivation, and you still dare to attack me?"
The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia sarcastically said: "How dare you come to my mountain gate and bark at me while I have lost all my cultivation!"
When the Great Immortal with White Beard heard this, he was furious with thunder and lightning, and he used the Void Spirit Sword to kill the Great Immortal of Synaesthesia.
The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia used the Xingyu Sword to parry and fought with the Great Immortal Baibeard for ten rounds, but the Great Immortal Whitebeard could not win.
The great synesthetist retreated back and laughed loudly: "I have completely lost my cultivation, and you are no match for me. How dare you come to my half-mountain to run wild?"
The white-bearded immortal was so angry that he took out the thunder stone and hit the synesthetic immortal.
The synaesthete immortal rolled on the spot, with a crackle, a bolt of lightning struck the ground, and a puff of white smoke rose.
The white-bearded immortal smiled ferociously: "You have lost all your cultivation, how can you be my opponent?
Hand over the treasure obediently!"
The synesthete immortal said angrily: "Didn't you hear what I said?
Ancestor Xieyang and King Zhenshan both died at the hands of Lin Xiaodong, if you want my body, you have to die too!"
The white-bearded Immortal laughed: "If I kill you, no one will notice, but who will know?"
The synaesthete immortal took out the Dream Bead and said, "My cultivation is no longer, but the spiritual treasure is still there!"
The White Bearded Immortal hit the thunder stone towards the Synesthete Immortal: "That's great!"
The Great Synesthetist also played out the Dream Bead and collided with the Thunder Stone.
A bell rang, golden light and white light scattered in all directions. Rumengzhu's magic power was no more than that of Thunder Iron Stone, and it was shot to the ground.
The white-bearded immortal rubbed his hands excitedly: "What a good thing!"
The synesthete immortal’s eyes widened angrily and he grinned: “You want my body?
Then I’ll show you my physical body!”
The Panlong Pillar was revealed.
The white-bearded immortal's eyes were full of greed, and he praised: "What a good thing!"
The synaesthetic immortal stamped his foot: "I will use this thing to take your life today!"
The iron chain on the Panlong Pillar hit the White Bearded Immortal.
The white-bearded immortal shook his finger, and the thunder stone flew towards the iron chain.
Hearing another bell ringing, the iron chain knocked the thunder stone away into the distance.
The white-bearded immortal exclaimed "Ah" and his eyes widened.
The synesthete immortal bared his teeth and broad nose: "Suffer death!"
The iron rope hit the white-bearded immortal.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the white-bearded immortal stamped his feet, and his body turned into a gray light, burrowed into the soil, and disappeared.
The master of synesthesia snorted coldly, put away the Panlong Pillar, sat down again, and continued practicing.
The next morning, the Synaesthetic Immortal left the cave and went to Anxiao Cave in Cuiyuan Mountain.
Liu Xinyue came out to greet him: "Why is daddy here?"
The Synesthete Immortal was still angry and frowned: "That half of the mountain is not very peaceful either!"
Liu Xinyue asked: "What's wrong?"
The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia pinched his waist and said angrily: "Last night in the middle of the night, I was practicing on the mountain, and the Great Immortal with White Beards from Purple Light Cave in Longding Mountain suddenly came."
"I treat this thief with courtesy, but he wants Panlongzhu and is rude to me."
After hearing this, Liu Xinyue said angrily: "This is really unreasonable. Doesn't he know how King Zhenshan died?"
The Great Immortal of Synaesthesia sneered: "The thief's cultivation level is higher than mine, but he is no match for Panlongzhu. I beat him away."
"I don't think he will just give up, so I came to find you."
Liu Xinyue nodded after hearing this: "Okay, I'll go with you right now. If you dare to come again, see if I don't teach them a lesson!"
The father and daughter, holding back their anger, returned to Banbi Mountain.
While the Synaesthesia Immortal asked his daughter for help, the white-bearded Immortal who had escaped was not idle either. He went to Yuanrong Cave in Xueyue Mountain to find his senior brother Tongda Taoist.
Master Tongda was sitting quietly in the cave when he suddenly heard his junior brother's voice: "Brother, you are really bullying people!"
Taoist Tongda came out to greet him and saw the white-bearded Great Immortal shaking his head with an angry look on his face. He couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, what's wrong?"
The white-bearded immortal took Taoist Tongda's arm and said, "Senior brother, I was bullied by the synesthete immortal!"
Taoist Master Tongda raised his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "But the great synaesthetic immortal whose body was refined into a spiritual treasure by Patriarch Xieyang?"
The white-bearded immortal stamped his feet and nodded: "Senior brother, this is the person!"
The Tongdao Taoist couldn't help but get furious: "It's really unreasonable. You have lost all your cultivation, and you still dare to be so arrogant?
What has he done?"
The White-bearded Immortal said: "Senior brother, I was practicing on the top of the mountain last night, and suddenly I noticed someone halfway up the mountain."
"I went to watch, and it was the great synaesthete who was also vomiting on the mountain."
"That half of the mountain is obviously my territory, why would he come here to dig a cave?"
"The two of us started fighting after we disagreed. Although he lost all his cultivation, the treasure that Patriarch Xieyang refined with his body is still there."
"I couldn't beat him, so I could only be defeated. Senior brother, how could half of the mountain fall into this person's hands?"
"Besides, the treasure refined by Ancestor Xieyang has quite a lot of magic power. Why don't we just steal it?"
Master Tongda stroked his beard and asked the white-bearded Immortal sideways: "What kind of treasure is that?"
The Great Immortal with White Beard said: "It is an iron pillar with an iron chain tied to it. My thunder stone was knocked to the ground by the iron chain."
Master Tongdao's eyes suddenly became sharp: "How can the physical body of the Great Synaesthet be so mysterious?"
The white-bearded Immortal grinned and said: "The Immortal Synaesthesia has been cultivating in the underground river for hundreds of years, so there must be something extraordinary about his physical body."
Master Tongda nodded: "Okay, I will go with you, but I have agreed in advance that half of the mountain belongs to you, and the body of the synaesthetic immortal belongs to me."
The great white-bearded immortal laughed three times: "Senior brother, the great immortal synaesthesia still has a dream bead that belongs to me. You can take his physical body!"