Mortal Seeking Immortal

Two months passed before I knew it.

In the past two months, Ye Zhou has been refining the Foundation Building Pills day and night. No matter whether he was tired, sleepy, or had exhausted his spiritual power, Ye Zhou could solve the problem by swallowing the pills and finally successfully refined twenty pills. Foundation Building Pill.

Looking at the foundation-building pill in his hand that was better than the one refined by the Blood Spirit Cult, Ye Zhou's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

Twenty Foundation Establishment Pills, the entire Blood Spirit Sect could not produce so many in ten years.

"After recovering your spiritual power, go to Shengyun Kingdom!"

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Ten days later, in the Dawu Dynasty, Yejia Village, a flying figure with a sword secretly fell from the sky to the back hill of Yejia Village.

A thin young man wearing a gray robe, with dark skin and ordinary appearance got off the flying sword. As soon as the young man flew the sword, his eyes fell on the two carefully repaired tombs in front of him, and he murmured: "Dad , Mom, I’m here to see you.”

It turned out that this young man was Ye Zhou after he had disguised himself. Ye Zhou was worried that he would be recognized by Fairy Xiyu and others on the road, so he specially refined the Shapeshifting Pill and took it, changing his body appearance, suppressing his aura, and pretending to be He looked like a casual cultivator, preparing to go to Shengyun Kingdom.

But before leaving the Dawu Dynasty, Ye Zhou decided to visit his parents' graves one last time. After all, he didn't know when he would come back next time.

Ye Zhou stood by his parents' graves and briefly told them what had happened over the years. He then took out a pile of gold and silver jewelry and several bottles of healing elixirs and buried them in front of his parents' graves. It was specially kept by Ye Zhou to thank Xiaohua for repairing his parents' grave.

Just as Ye Zhou was about to leave, his outward consciousness sensed two figures coming up from the bottom of the mountain. Ye Zhou quietly stepped aside and hid his figure, not wanting to be discovered.

Not long after, the two figures walked to the tomb, and it was Xiaohua and her husband.

Xiaohua's belly was slightly bulging, and she seemed to be pregnant again. Xiaohua's husband gently placed the big bamboo basket in front of the grave, and quickly started to take out various sacrificial objects and placed them neatly in front of Ye Zhou's parents' grave. .

As soon as the sacrificial items were laid out, Xiaohua's husband lit the incense paper and saw Xiaohua holding her waist and about to kneel down. Xiaohua's husband hurriedly got up and supported Xiaohua as she slowly knelt down, complaining with heartache: "I told you so Now that I am inconvenienced, I can just come and pay my respects. If you don’t listen, what will happen to you if something happens to you?”

"Now is no different than before. The Immortal Sect was suddenly wiped out. A group of Immortal Leaders came to the imperial capital claiming to be from other great Immortal Sects, claiming that the previous Immortal Sect was some kind of demon sect."

"The town has been in chaos for a long time. The officers and soldiers were ordered by the Immortal Chief to search everywhere for the remnants of the demon sect, causing people to panic."

"Last time I went to town to get anti-fetal medicine for you, I heard that Mr. Li, the largest wealthy family in the town, was regarded by the officers and soldiers as a remnant of the Demon Cult. Those officers and soldiers killed dozens of Mr. Li's family members overnight. Not even his newborn grandson was spared."

At this point, Xiaohua's husband shook his head with a grimace and sighed: "Oh, you know Mr. Li is a great philanthropist here. Every year during the lean period, he kindly takes his family to set up a porridge shop to help the poor people around the town. ”

"I never expected that I would end up like this. What a bullshit world, a bullshit remnant of the demon sect! In my opinion, those officers and soldiers just want to covet Mr. Li's family's property."

"Several pharmacies and shops in the town have been closed for this reason, for fear of ending up like Mr. Li. If something happens to you, where can I find a doctor to get you medicine?"

Xiaohua patted her husband's hand and comforted: "Okay, I'm just a little worried about Ye Zhou. He has helped our family so much and is a great benefactor to our family. Now that the Immortal Sect has been destroyed, he still doesn't know where he is suffering." , I want to beg my uncle and aunt, if there is a soul in heaven, please protect Ye Zhou and let him suffer less. "

As Xiaohua was talking, she suddenly sobbed and cried.

Xiaohua's husband hurriedly wiped Xiaohua's tears, hugged Xiaohua into his arms and comforted him: "It's all my fault. Why are you bringing this up? Brother Ye Zhou is a very capable man. Don't worry, he will be fine." , Besides, uncle and aunt are the parents of brother Ye Zhou, how can they not bless brother Ye Zhou in heaven?"

"I'll go to the temple in town early tomorrow to offer incense and let the compassionate Bodhisattva bless brother Ye Zhou in safety. You should be relieved now, right?"

Xiaohua wiped her tears with a handkerchief and nodded to her husband. The two of them burned some paper money for Ye Zhou's parents. After a few bows and they were about to leave, a gust of wind suddenly blew over and the weeds were blown away. They discovered Ye Zhou's parents. Zhouxu buried a pile of gold and silver treasures and elixirs here.

After seeing the pile of treasures, Xiaohua hurriedly got up and looked around for Ye Zhou, but there was not a single figure where she saw it, and a look of disappointment suddenly flashed in Xiaohua's eyes.

Ye Zhou, who was hiding in the dark, naturally saw the disappointment in Xiaohua's eyes, but he knew that as a remnant of the demon sect, he could not have any contact with Xiaohua and his wife, otherwise he would harm them.

However, Ye Zhou was still very grateful to Xiaohua and his wife.

Xiaohua's husband carefully put away the pile of gold and silver treasures, stood up and held Xiaohua's hand: "Look, what I just said, Brother Ye Zhou has his own destiny, it's okay at all, so don't worry about it. It’s getting late, the child should be out of school, I’ll help you go home.”

Xiaohua nodded reassuringly, and Xiaohua's husband put the pile of gold and silver into the big bamboo basket, covered it tightly with cloth, held Xiaohua in one hand, and walked down the mountain carrying the bamboo basket in the other.

After Xiaohua and his wife left, Ye Zhou came out of the darkness, thinking of what Xiaohua's husband had just said, "It seems that Fairy Xiyu sent people to take over the Dawu Dynasty after she returned. With the righteous sect taking over, the Dawu Dynasty should not be in chaos in the future. After all, the righteous sects are ruthless to us demon cultivators, but they should always be gentlemen when dealing with mortals."

"Furthermore, although those immortals want to search for the remnants of the Demon Cult, who in the Dawu Dynasty has not received the favor of the Blood Spirit Cult? Someone will come to trouble Yejia Village. Fairy Xiyu should not think that I killed the head and took away the weeping ghost head knife. "

"The most urgent thing is that with my current identity, it is not suitable for me to continue to stay in the Dawu Dynasty. The longer I stay, the more risks I will face. I need to leave the Dawu Dynasty as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou flew away from Yejia Village quickly. In order to avoid being discovered by Fairy Xiyu's people, Ye Zhou took a detour through sparsely populated and thin spiritual energy areas, preparing to leave from the city with the loosest defense in the Dawu Dynasty.

Seven days later, in a small valley at the border between Shengyun Kingdom and the Dawu Dynasty, dozens of monks in different costumes gathered. Some of these monks wore Taoist robes and held whisks, some were ragged, unkempt and barefoot, and some were gorgeously dressed, holding swords and jade...

Looking at this group of monks, the highest level of cultivation was the twelfth level of Qi training, and the lowest was the fifth level of Qi training. They all sat cross-legged in the small valley and chatted freely, as if they had known each other for many years.

The monks were chatting when they suddenly saw a small black dot flying from the sky of the Dawu Dynasty in the distance. Everyone shut their mouths and looked at the flying black dot with burning eyes.

A ninth-level Qi training lady wearing a gorgeous gauze skirt, half-exposed shoulders, and a flower hairpin held a round fan and smiled and said, "Look, another Taoist friend is coming."

Among the crowd, only a middle-aged monk wearing a brocade robe and tenth-level Qi training took over and said, "Madam Huayue, please restrain yourself for a while and don't scare this Taoist friend."