I Am Bound To The System Of Making Troubles And Cultivating Immortals

About 1,200 years ago, a cultivator named Ye Ritian obtained a magic weapon shaped like a teapot in a cave in the far west.

Rubbing this magic weapon will summon a demon, and it is said that any wish can come true if you make a wish to the demon.

Ye Ritian was able to obtain this magic weapon, not by chance, but because he had a wish, and after hearing the legend, he came to find it on purpose.

It's just that his wish is not easy to tell outsiders, but facing the demon, he still mustered up the courage to say it;

"I want Junior Sister Cuihua to fall in love with me, to the point of death!"

The demon smiled; "It's a beautiful time, why bother to fall in love with a single flower, I can conjure up many women for you, how about it?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Ritian resolutely refused; "No! I want my Junior Sister Cuihua."

"Thinking of me and Cuihua's childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, why she likes senior brother, but doesn't like me..."

As he spoke, Ye Ritian's tone was full of grievances, and there were tears in his eyes, and he was about to cry.

He seems to be a very affectionate person.

But the demon looked at his face, paused and said, "Maybe...you shouldn't come to me, you should find a magic weapon that can make you handsome."

Ye Ritian stopped crying suddenly, as if enlightened, he hurriedly said;

"Then you can make me handsome, the kind of handsome that is beyond compare!"

"..." Moling squinted at Ye Ritian with a cold expression.

"Why..." Ye Ritian scratched his head; "Can't you? Or... just make me more handsome than my elder brother?"

The demon couldn't take it anymore, and said in a bad mood; "Don't you have any idea what you look like? If I could do that kind of thing, I would have done it to myself a long time ago!"

The two ugly faces looked at each other for a while.

At a certain moment, the corners of Ye Ritian's mouth tilted downward, making it even uglier, and he said in a crying voice;

"Isn't it said that by summoning you, you can fulfill any wish? Liars, they are all liars..."

The demon wiped the sweat from his forehead; "You can have a wish, but only if I can do it, but I'm sorry for you growing up like this..."

Ye Ritian gradually stopped crying, thought for a while, and said, "Well, since I can't make the woman I love fall in love with me, I can't be handsome either."

"Only practice is my last insistence, so I want... to become a fairy!"

Demon Spirit: "...I can't do it, if I can do it, I would have gone to become a fairy a long time ago."

Ye Ritian; "Then let me go up to three great realms in a row."

Demon spirit; "...you can't do it either, you are now in the alchemy state, you are a little bit stronger than me, and I can't realize my wish beyond my own cultivation."

Ye Ritian was about to cry again; "Then, that...then what can you do?!"

The demon was about to cry too; "I don't know who made the rumor outside... How is it possible to fulfill any wish? It's unrealistic, okay?"

Ye Ritian covered his face in despair; "It turns out...the magic weapon I found with great pains is a waste..."

In the midst of despair, Ye Ritian suddenly had a flash of inspiration;

"Otherwise, you can make me old. It's the kind of long beard and fairy-like bones. I guess that can cover up my lack of appearance."

The demon nodded quickly; "Good idea, ugliness can't be changed, but it can be covered up, why didn't I think of it before."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Ritian's face grew a long white beard as he wished.

Not to mention, this way of doing it really covered up his ugly face, and gave him a bit of fairy air.

However, since then, Cuihua will not like him even more, and even refuses to stand with him.

But as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune always depend on each other, and if there is a loss, there will be a gain.

Ye Ritian, who had completely lost his love, abandoned all distracting thoughts in his heart, and decided to retreat for a hundred years, with only cultivation in mind.

When he left the customs, he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm and became a great power!

And a hundred years have passed, many things have already changed, such as Cuihua and senior brother, they, they...

They had eight children, and the youngest also has grandchildren.

Cuihua is so fat that she doesn't have any trace of her past.

So far, Ye Ritian has completely cut off his last thought.

(Finally, it is explained that the lifespan of a lower cultivator is long. Both Cuihua and the elder brother stay in the alchemy realm. It is not a problem to live to three or five hundred years old, but it is about giving birth to eight children... It can be seen that the two are also true love. )

...

After recalling the unbearable memories of his youth, the Taoist robed old man sighed;

"Actually, this magic weapon is said to be able to make wishes, but it has a lot of restrictions... For example, it is impossible to revive a powerful cultivator."

"Besides, the demon spirit inside is terrifying. If you don't use it well, it will be counterattacked. You must be very careful every time you use it."

"And every time you use it, you have to have a rest period of several years, or even more than ten years, before you can use it next time."

"So, put it away first, don't use it first, and use it when you encounter problems that cannot be solved after you go out."

And the true thought in the Taoist robe old man's heart is;

'Don't use it here, once you use it, you will find how useless this magic weapon is, and you will definitely trouble me. '

"I really don't know what the ontology thought at the time, why would you leave such a useless magic weapon to me."

'There are still so many memories, but this unbearable past event is the most clear, and there are very few other scenes that seem to have achieved great power. '

‘Oh, it’s hard work for me as a spiritual officer...’

Although Wang Liang noticed that what the old man in Taoist robe said was boastful, he didn't care too much about it.

After all, thinking that it is a magic weapon left by the Nascent Soul cultivator, it can't be useless after all, right?

Putting the Aladdin magic lamp into the Qiankun bag, Wang Liang pointed to the second magic weapon, a candle-like magic weapon, and asked;

"How to use this magic weapon?"

The old man in Taoist robe supported his long beard and said slowly, "I have to tell you about this magic weapon."

"This magic weapon is called mugwort oil, which I obtained when I subdued a female devil head. At that time, I was already in the late stage of alchemy, but I was still quite embarrassed by this magic weapon, and almost died."

"So even if I break through to Nascent Soul Realm in the future, I still keep this magic weapon by my side, just to remind myself not to be careless at any time."

"And speaking of it, this magic weapon is really infinitely useful. It can be used not only against enemies, but also for self-cultivation."

"When I broke through from the Alchemy Realm to the Golden Core Realm during the hundred years of retreat, if it wasn't for the help of this magic weapon, I'm afraid it would have taken decades of effort."

Hearing that it can assist in cultivation, Wang Liang's eyes lit up immediately, and he took the mugwort oil in one hand, couldn't put it down, and praised from the bottom of his heart;

"Then this is really a magic weapon."

But the Taoist robed old man paused for a moment, and said again, "However... when using this magic weapon to assist in cultivation, there will be some side effects. I still want to remind you."

Wang Liang looked vigilantly at the old man in the Taoist robe, shrinking back the moxa oil he was holding tightly in his hand, and said;

"Could it be that you want to scare me and make me give up this magic weapon and take it back? Then I'll tell you right now, it's impossible!"

The Taoist robed old man waved his hands and said, "This old man is so virtuous and respected, how can there be any reason to take back what he gave away."

"It's just that this magic weapon really has side effects, let me tell you slowly..."