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Chapter 2 Rejecting Immortals

What the hell is taking jujube pills, and how can there be any antidote to all kinds of poisons? Are you afraid you have encountered a liar?

Li Qingjun looked unhappy and was about to say something, but Li Qinglin waved his hand to stop him and gave some money and said: "Our brothers are going to the mountains to look for immortals this time, but we don't have much time and can't afford to kill it. My little brother has lived here for a long time and is familiar with the situation. I don't know if it's okay.

If you follow us up the mountain and act as a guide, you will be rewarded heavily."

"I won't go." Qin Yi stood up lazily, turned around and walked into the house, "What kind of immortal are you looking for? If you eat well, sleep well, and have no worries, wouldn't you be an immortal?"

Young Li Qingjun said angrily: "Hey! What's your attitude!"

Qin Yi has already entered the house.

Li Qingjun was about to get off his horse angrily, but his brother grabbed him and said, "Don't be ridiculous."

"Why are you so polite to him? He is obviously a liar. There is no antidote to all poisons!"

Li Qinglin reined in his horse and left: "Li Liu reported that there were quite a few poisoned people who went into the mountains recently, and the young man named Qin in the village recovered with a medicine. Maybe he is familiar with the special poisonous miasma in the mountains, and the medicines should be targeted. It should be better than our own.

The medicine you have prepared is suitable. Besides, after seeing and hearing this, don’t you think this young man is a bit special?”

"Most of them are pretentious, and the villagers cooperate with him to create some atmosphere so that they can deceive."

Li Qinglin laughed dumbly.

Li Qingjun quickly followed his brother and asked: "Since my brother thinks he is useful, why don't you insist on hiring him as a guide?"

Li Qinglin smiled slightly: "Don't worry...the guide will lead the way, but can he lead you to the immortal?"

Li Qingjun was stunned again.

Obviously not.

They did not come to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, but to try to find immortals in the mountains. The mountain is not too big, and the so-called rumors of immortality have been circulating for countless years. No one has investigated any area? So there is no such thing.

Naturally, there is no correct route to the destination. Going there is just a matter of trying one's luck, so why do we need a guide?

Li Qingjun was a little discouraged for a moment, and his straight shoulders slumped slightly: "So my brother is just like everyone else, he didn't take this journey to seek immortality seriously..."

Li Qinglin looked back at where he came from: "What Qin Yi said at the end was quite interesting..."

"You're a country man, he's self-righteous and just talking nonsense. I'll shoot him in the hole to see how he can still be carefree."

"ha……"

The sound went far away. Qin Yi was lying in the room with his arms pillowed on his head and the mace on the bedside. He could still vaguely hear the conversation between the two brothers. At the end, he laughed, as if he felt that Li Qingjun's words were very interesting.

Fun.

A voice suddenly appeared in his consciousness: "Why are you laughing? These two brothers seem to be very good in martial arts. Maybe they really have the strength to poke a hole in you."

This voice goes straight to your soul, and you don't know where it comes from. In fact, it is not a voice, and you can't tell the difference between male and female. It is like a sentence directly forming in your heart, which is extremely strange. Qin Yi seems to be used to it.

Very, he said lazily: "What I'm laughing at is that there really are little girls in this world who dress up as men. Why do you think others can't see it?"

The voice paused for a while and said: "How do you know she is a little girl? It is normal for young people to have an insignificant Adam's apple and a thin voice."

"Because you have no nose, you can't smell her fragrance."

"..."

"Besides, how can there be such a beautiful young man? His little face is full of collagen, his eyebrows are picturesque, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he pretends to be heroic. You can feel that girly smell with your eyes closed, okay? Do you think he has beautiful face?

Filter..."

“What is collagen? What the hell is a beauty filter?”

"……None of your business."

The voice sighed: "It doesn't matter whether she is a boy or a girl. You have seen how many people in the world are looking for immortals and are very pious. If I really give them immortality, I am afraid that they will be happy even if they kneel for three days and three nights. How about asking you to cultivate immortality?"

Just refuse to practice?"

"Am I already cultivating immortality? Look, I plan to stay up all night again tonight..."

"Is this also called cultivating immortals? Don't try to fool me by trying to fool them."

Qin Yi said coldly: "Don't fool me like you fool a fool!"

As he spoke, he casually threw the mace into the foot-washing water beside the bed.

The voice in the sea of ​​​​consciousness became furious: "Take me to make medicine or hammer nails with me and I won't say anything. If you put me in the footbath again, I will never finish with you!"

The mace jumped out of the water and hit Qin Yi. Qin Yi leaned on the head of the bed and flew up with a kick, hitting the handle of the stick. The mace spun around in the air several times and hit with a "snap"

It hit the wall, slid down, and bounced twice on the ground until it stopped moving.

Deep resentment overflowed from the stick.

"Hey, Bangbang..."

"I have told you ten thousand times that my name is Liusu."

"The tool spirit of a mace is called Tassel... Do these two things have the same style of painting? Who is your original owner? Can't you have a little bit of 13 in your heart?"

Liusu sneered and said nothing.

Qin Yi asked again: "Bangbang, do you think these two people can deal with the problem in the mountains?"

Since Qin Yi crossed over, the mountain has begun to change. First, there is a poisonous miasma in the mountain, and people always get sick after entering the mountain. Second, a strange winged tiger appears inexplicably among the rocks.

The poisonous miasma is not poison, but the space resentment brought out by Liusu. The winged tiger has nothing to do with Liusu, but is the result of the "demon miasma" planted by the two people earlier.

Both questions are related to Qin Yi.

Liusu lazily said: "I asked you to cultivate immortality with me, but you refused to learn. Otherwise, how could you not be able to deal with a tiger that has just started transforming into a demon for a few days?"

"Because it can't kill me, but you can."

It has been some time since the time travel. Qin Yi recalled the original scene and was able to fully understand what happened.

It was Liusu who was fighting for his body. He happened to travel through time and wanted to devour his own soul. As a result, Liusu vomited out the cultural differences that were completely incompatible with him in this world. Instead, Liusu took over his body. Liusu had accumulated it for who knows how many years.

His soul power was severely damaged and became extremely weak, and he retreated into the stick to survive.

So Liusu claimed to teach him to cultivate immortality and help him rebuild his body in the future.

But Qin Yi didn't dare to learn.

You must know that the soul of the original owner has been swallowed by Tassel, which is definitely not a good thing. Who knows if the immortality cultivation method it teaches has a backdoor so that it can seize the body again? Qin Yi thinks he is not that stubborn, no

Dare to try.

Originally, Qin Yi even wanted to throw away the mace, but he was too curious about the world of cultivation, so he finally took it with him. Anyway, it is very weak now, isn't it?

So fragrant.

Liusu sneered and said: "Anyway, I can tell you that this resentment will dissipate soon and no one needs to solve it. But this tiger has begun to turn into a demon. It's up to me to teach you the demon-binding formation. Especially since you haven't practiced yet, you can't restrain it at all."

If you keep it for too long, sooner or later it will start to hurt people. If you want to completely solve this problem, you must practice with me."

Qin Yi pursed his lips and held it in for a long time before saying, "I will solve it anyway."

Liusu sneered: "Your method is to spread the word about this fairy tale that no one cares about again, so as to attract immortal seekers to get rid of the tiger?"

"After all, they are more reliable than the villagers. I think these Li brothers are quite capable."

Liusu smiled and said: "If I want to follow your path, I have a more reliable idea."

"What?"

"The Li brothers and sisters are either rich or noble. As long as you trap them in the mouth of a tiger, the tiger will be skinned and cramped, and there will be absolutely no chance of survival. But you remind them to run away if they are not defeated. Tigers will not chase them.

…”

"Bah!" Qin Yi stood up, ran to the corner of the room, picked up the mace, and stuffed it into the foot-washing water again.

Liusu cursed loudly in the water: "You idiot who is kind to women! If they escape from the tiger's mouth with wounds, they will be the first to take it out on you!"

Qin Yi ignored it at all, turned around and walked to the corner of the room. There was a small stove in the corner of the room, a clay pot was slightly hot, and there was a faint fragrance of elixirs.

The art of making medicine and alchemy and some brief arrangement of formations are not only Qin Yi's way to satisfy his curiosity about the cultivation of this world, but also Liusu's hope to prove that "I can really teach you to cultivate immortality". The two sides hit it off in this aspect, and one learns from the other.

Be serious and teach attentively, without noisy arguments.

Qin Yi stared at the fire for a while, silently calculated the time, then took a pot of wine, walked to the window and took a sip.

The sky has turned completely dark, and the stars and moon are shining all over the sky.

There is no leakage everywhere in the world, insects are chirping, cicadas are chirping, and the wine is tipsy. Qin Yi has always felt that this environment itself is almost immortal. Away from the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses, far away from the intrigues, the clear brilliance of the moonlight, the beauty of the fields

Fragrance, how much do secular people pay attention to it? Looking for immortals, what you find in the end is not your own deception with ulterior motives.

Qin Yi has always felt that if the problems in the mountains can be solved, there is nothing wrong with staying here for the rest of his life. In his previous life, he fell off a cliff and died. Traveling here is tantamount to regaining life. Isn't it good to just enjoy life?

When he sang "The Good Song", he was not pretending to be in a fairyland, but he was really inspired by it after seeing many people seeking immortality.

"Tell me, how beautiful this night is..." He murmured, as if talking in his sleep.

Liusu, who was having an awkward moment, snorted, as if he was disdainful.

In fact, it is precisely for this reason that it has always believed that Qin Yi is very suitable for cultivating immortals. He has a very calm atmosphere, is not stubborn, not arrogant, and has no desire to join the world and become a prince. It seems that he can spend his life in a thatched cottage.

Such people are more suitable for practice than those who kowtow devoutly and insist on praying.

It's a pity that he refused to repair it.

In fact, God knows, the so-called indifference to the world has another name in Qin Yi's world, called home.


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