With earnest advice, the young man sighed like a little adult: "The talents of the small world are weak compared to us in the fairy world."
"Whether you admit this or not, the facts are before your eyes."
"This disciple is twelve years old and has an eleventh level of martial arts. In this small Chinese world, he can be an elder of the same lineage."
"If you put it in the immortal world, there are many people my age and with higher cultivation than me."
"I don't even dare to say that I'm a monster. These beasts...well, the people here are just so-so."
He spoke vaguely, finally holding back the word "beast".
The eyes of the old man in Taoist robes flickered, and a flash of light passed away: "Can a nineteen-year-old man of the eighteenth level of martial arts be called a peerless genius?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, turned around and exclaimed: "Master, are you kidding?"
"The further you go in your cultivation, the harder it is to improve."
"Nineteen years old and eighteen levels of force?"
"Let me go, that's not how fairy tales are made up."
The old man replied hummingly: "Yes, I'm teasing you, telling you that you don't work hard at all and just want to have fun."
The young man jumped up the stairs on tiptoe and said unsteadily: "Then you have to make up a more reliable story to deceive me and stimulate my sensitive nerve to strive for excellence."
"No one under the age of twenty can achieve the eighteenth level of martial arts. Among the eight hundred immortal worlds and eight hundred emperors and empresses, no one can achieve this."
"The fastest one is the Emperor and Queen of the Phoenix Realm, who is twenty-six years old and has an eighteenth level of martial arts."
"And she is the most likely to become a saint."
"There is no one under the age of twenty, no one has ever existed before, no one will come after, and no one has ever been heard of."
The old man licked his dry lips, and his right hand shrunk in his sleeve trembled unconsciously.
Watching the figure of the young man in white walking further and further away, he stood up slowly, followed with his head buried in the air and said: "Little guy, at the risk of violating the fairy rules, I will help you one last time."
"This is the only way I can help you."
"Look how much you care for that girl from Kunlun, just like how I treated my little junior sister back then."
"If you become an immortal, you will definitely be reluctant to leave her in the mortal world to see her through the autumn water."
"Then, I will leave the peace in the fairy world to you that I cannot break."
He clasped his hands behind his back, and the afterimage was frightened.
At the top of the ladder is a white stone door.
It is seven to eight meters high and two meters wide. In the dense mist, it seems to be a continuous void.
The old man condensed his fists and looked awe-inspiring.
Under the stunned gaze of his disciple, he punched the center of the stone door.
"boom."
The terrifying force rebounded continuously, and the old man gathered strength and punched again.
"collapse."
The thick door panel had tiny cracks, densely packed like a spider web.
The old man's face was flushed and his blood was boiling.
His figure retreated again and again, and a line of scarlet blood spilled from his mouth.
"Wow."
Until he fell to the bottom of the stairs, he knelt on his knees and could hardly straighten up.
The boy in white screamed: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Destroy, destroy the door to the ladder. If this is discovered by the patrolling immortal soldiers, both you and I will be unlucky."
"Uuuuuuuuah, what a bad luck."
While wailing hysterically, he hurriedly went down to help the old man in Taoist robes and said, "Everyone's apprentice is trying to trick their master. How can you be like you, tricking your apprentice to death?"
"Spit up whatever you want, hold it back, and if there are any clues left behind, let's finish it together."
The old man in the Taoist robe tightly covered his mouth and used secret techniques to wipe away the remaining blood. He trembled and said: "Master is just angry. This broken stone gate blocked me from seeing my little junior sister back then. Why don't you allow me to vent my anger?"
The young man said solemnly: "It's okay to pee, but not to vent."
"You take it out on Shimen, and the immortal soldiers have to take it out on us."
"Ouch, what evil have I done to expose a master like you?"
The old man in Taoist robes smiled so hard that he couldn't open his eyes and said proudly: "Blessing, great blessing."
The young man held his shoulders and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Buzz."
The two figures rushed into the open stone door and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear the old man who loved eating sesame seed cakes say: "Little guy, the stone gate has been destroyed, and it can no longer bear the passing of the immortal guards from the true fairyland."
"If he wants to go to China, he must suppress his cultivation and control it at the 18th level of force."
