"The specifics should be discussed with the Immortal Lord before making a decision. However... the old Taoist will also put your interests first." Yu Fuzi said with a dark face.
With thousands of years of cultivation, he barely managed to curse out loud just now.
Seeing that there were still people who wanted to entangle randomly, the old Taoist rolled his eyelids and sneered: "If anyone has any bold words again, the old Taoist is willing to give up on this matter."
After Yu Fuzi finished speaking, Master Lin and the remaining three Yuanshen monks who accompanied him also spoke one after another and expressed the same wish.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, those guys who were still talking nonsense stopped talking.
Sometimes, people who say stupid things may not necessarily be stupid. Just like some young brothers and young ladies who seem to be in good spirits may not all have a partner.
Make a good charter.
No one went directly to the town where Lin Xi was located.
The five of them flew together in mid-air.
The floating clouds under your feet are flowing like clear springs, flying vertically and horizontally, carrying the wind and light, which makes you feel like a fairy.
"The heart of the Immortal Lord is unpredictable and difficult to understand. If there is any abnormality, we need to form a five-element formation to defend against the enemy. If it still doesn't work... Ming Lan, ask for a sword! We need to protect Master Lin and Lone Song and leave first."
"They are still very young. If they have a chance...if they become immortals, we will not be unjust." Halfway through, Yu Fuzi said to the four people around him.
Minglan and Qiujian, the two Yuanshen monks, both have some relationship with Yu Fuzi as master and disciple. They have received his guidance and have always been grateful for his kindness.
It's not an easy job to persuade a true immortal here.
If you succeed, no one will appreciate you, if you fail, it will just be a joke.
Those who can voluntarily go there are those who have some sense of loyalty in their hearts.
"Follow the teachings!" Minglan and Qiujian, the two real soul masters, looked at each other and replied with firm eyes.
Master Gusong said no, and was willing to advance and retreat together with the seniors, but his expression was clearly a little more relaxed.
This Master Gusong is the disciple of Master Minglan, and he is the only disciple.
This person's ability to cultivate Yuanshen at the age of eighty-nine is certainly due to his talent and talents, but it is also inseparable from the support and training of Master Minglan.
Therefore, when Master Minglan was willing to accompany Yu Fuzi to negotiate with the True Immortal, Master Gusong was so excited that he also 'fighted' for a spot.
Although I don't regret it now, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.
Lin Zhenren said with a smile: "Don't be so pessimistic, thinking that if the real immortal really repented, then he would definitely not embarrass us. If he had other ideas, he probably wouldn't expose his true nature for the sake of us.
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"So as long as we pay a little attention to propriety and practice enough etiquette, we should be fine."
After Master Lin said these words, the overall atmosphere became much better.
They all seemed to have put aside their worries for the time being.
It's just that we communicate accordingly on what to say and what to do when the time comes, as well as how to respond when encountering a situation. This also prevents us from being caught off guard when an unexpected situation arises.
Afterwards, everyone pressed their cloud heads and fell into the small town.
At this time, the small town where Lin Xi lived in seclusion could no longer be described as a "small town".
It became a city...and a fairly grand, lively and prosperous city.
Although in recent decades, in order to promote the unification of beliefs and the development of Dongtian, under the control of practitioners, the environment of the entire world has become much more stable and calm.
However, the small town where the true immortal Lin Xi lives in seclusion is still the most stable and peaceful place.
Under the deliberate maintenance of the practitioners, this place is simply a paradise on earth.
Those who are at ease, honest in their duties, and do not covet the fruits of other people's labor will be happy to live in such a paradise.
The blacksmith shop is still the same.
Small towns turned into cities.
But the street where the blacksmith shop belongs is still simple and plain, and seems to be out of tune with everything around it.
The tavern next to the blacksmith shop has always been falsely prosperous.
The couple who had been waiting in the tavern, when they saw Yu Fuzi and the others arriving, they all nodded to them as a greeting.
After requesting outside the door and receiving permission, the five people filed into the blacksmith shop and stood respectfully, waiting for Lin Xi to finish the work in hand.
It was nearing sunset, and Lin Xi had just finished hammering the last piece of iron. He put down what he was doing and turned around to look. There was no look of impatience on the faces of the five people. Just like Lin Xi's rhythm when he was hammering, it really contained meaning.
It's like some universal principle.
Nodding at the five people, Lin Xi walked out of the blacksmith shop first, followed by a group of six people who sat down in the tavern next door.
At this time, a table of wine and food had already been placed on the table.
It doesn’t count as good wine or meat, let alone delicious wine and delicacies.
But they are all things that Lin Xi likes to eat a few times on weekdays.
In the tavern, all the guests who were not considered real drinkers or diners had been emptied.
Even the boss and his wife have disappeared without a trace.
Yu Fuzi filled a glass of wine for Lin Xi, then raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "I'm a shameless old man, let me offer you a toast first. I wonder if the Immortal will appreciate it."
In fact, real friends would not talk like this when drinking.
Even when you are asking for something, it is best not to say this at the wine table.
Because toasting and asking for a favor...these two meanings together have a certain degree of sharpness.
Either you push others into the corner, or you push yourself into the corner.
At this time, if the passive recipient has his or her own ideas, whether to drink...or not to drink, may seem a little awkward.
This usage is often more suitable for situations where both are equally matched.
The party that strikes first has a subtle advantage...but the specific situation must be weighed by one's own drinking capacity.
Those present were all accomplished monks, so it was impossible for mere mortal wine to be truly intoxicating.
Yu Fuzi's move was not only declaring a position, but also testing Lin Xi's attitude.
Slightly radical, but never overdone.
Lin Xi picked up the wine glass, glanced at Yu Fuzi, and then looked at Zhenren Lin.
"Boy...you are good. If you are lucky...you can become an immortal. You can have a drink with me." Lin Xi said to Master Lin. As he spoke, he actually got up to pour the wine himself and filled a glass for Master Lin.
As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere became weird.
Lin Zhenren became a primordial spirit at a young age, which certainly represents a kind of qualification.
But...the recognition from a true immortal is very different after all.
Master Gusong inevitably felt jealous in his heart.
However, Yu Fuzi, Qiu Jian and others began to feel a little worried.
After all... Shanhai Zhenxian has a criminal record.
Although the world of Dongqi is not a world with good cultivation, it is still pretty good. After so many years, it is unreasonable to have such a true immortal as Shanhai True Immortal.
It's all because the True Immortal of Mountains and Seas has become a local tyrant, taking advantage of his cultivation and eradicating the rising stars.
The old blind man who appeared in the battle of Dongtian Destruction was only a part of Shanhai Zhenxian's sins, not the whole of it.
Relatively speaking, the development of Qingxiao World, where Lin Xi first came, is obviously much more complete and healthy.
Lin Xi can now even deduce that Qingxiao Realm should be one of the many small worlds covered by a certain big world of cultivation.
As long as a practitioner becomes an immortal, he will leave the Qingxiao Realm and go to a higher 'upper' world under some kind of guidance.
Otherwise it would be difficult to explain that there are no true immortals in Qingxiao Realm, but it has an almost complete process of becoming an immortal, and there are also some sects that have produced many true immortals.
In ancient times, there were legends of the Fairyland, leaving behind ruins.
All traces show that Qingxiao World and Dongqi World, a world of spiritual practice that evolves and grows on its own, have completely different trajectories and concepts.