The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Yue Buqiong hurried to the south, and took his sons and disciples with him to teach and see the world.

Feng Qingyang is preparing for the ‘Sword Master’s 108 World Touring Sword Club’, Ning Qingyu is busy enrolling students, and even the elf girl has her own stockings business to be busy with.

It’s good to be busy! It doesn’t matter whether you come back or not...

Li Hao was indeed a little bored. After staring at Jianghu Monthly News for a few days, he really couldn't sit still on Mount Huashan.

On this day, he grabbed the elf girl who came to Jianghu Monthly to advertise.

"You are a descendant of an ancient tomb and have never even been to an ancient tomb. You shouldn't! Follow me back to the ancient tomb and pay homage to the ancestors of the ancient tomb! To comfort their spirits in heaven."

"Brother Hao, it's impossible for a yellow-level world to have souls after death." The busy stocking fairy girl rolled her eyes.

"You have to believe in spirituality and get rid of superstition!

Only in the world of the lowest mysterious level can there be enough spiritual energy concentration to make it possible for a person to become a spirit after death."

"If you go with me, I will advertise the stockings for you on the front page of the monthly newspaper, and I will also write that Shaolin Glazed Divine Monk Fang Zheng recommends them. Fang Zheng is the cover character of this August issue, number one on the beauty list."

Li Hao skillfully uses power for personal gain.

Of course, in his view, this is called ‘empowering high-quality growth points of monthly reports and polishing the experimental mechanism of diversified traffic sharing platforms’.

"Hao~Brother Hao, oh, what you said makes sense! I am suddenly very interested in ancient tombs. Let's go quickly to pay homage to the sages of the ancient tomb sect!"

The elf girl's eyes lit up, and she threw the newly developed dark-patterned fishnet stockings she was using as advertising samples to the Huashan disciple next to her, and then pulled Li Hao down the mountain.

......

I bought a lot of paper money in Xi'an, and hired a craftsman to make dozens of colorful paper girls. Li Hao and Elf Girl arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain carrying large and small bags.

It was almost evening, and suddenly the wind was howling, black clouds were rolling, the sky was scary and gloomy, and the storm was coming.

If there were only two Elf girls, Li Hao, they would have gone into the mountains using Qinggong in the wind and rain.

But now that I have the paper figurine I bought for Senior Yang Yun, I have to avoid the rain.

Yang Yun is already a bad person. If the paper girls burned for him after his death are so soaked that he can't tell the difference between men and women, then that's a huge mistake.

Li Hao took Elf Girl to the Taoist temple where he had stayed at the foot of the mountain, and planned to spend the night repairing here and wait for the wind and rain to subside.

......

It’s still the same Taoist temple, the same two Taoist priests and Taoist boys, and the same salty vegetable soup, but this time there are more elf girls.

The four of them sat around the portrait of the founder of Sanqing Dynasty in the main hall, drank vegetable soup and chatted.

It didn't take long for the rain to start, first a little bit, and soon it became a heavy downpour, accompanied by thunder from time to time.

Just as the conversation was getting interesting, Li Hao suddenly fell silent, secretly feeling angry, and heard the sound of several people talking in the distance.

After a while, the elf girl and the Taoist priest also heard it.

The footsteps of about seven or eight people stopped outside the door, and then there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door of the Taoist temple.

"Is there anyone out there? We are also Taoist priests at home. Can we take a quick trip to avoid the rain?"

The Taoist priest shouted:

"The door is just locked, please come in quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door suddenly opened, and in the night with lightning and thunder outside, seven or eight shadowy figures walked in, all carrying weapons, all dressed like Jianghu people, only leading one who was less than five feet tall.

People wear Taoist robes, but they also carry swords.

"It's my fault! What a bad weather!" The leader entered the main hall. Although he was short in stature, he had an extraordinary bearing. He raised his hands and said:

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and Li Hao saw that half of this man's face was dark and half of his face was white! The white side can be called delicate, but the black side is dark and rough.

He seemed to be aware of Li Hao's gaze, glanced at his beard, then looked at the elf girl, laughed, and said:

"Don't be afraid, guys! My face is like this because I took a folk prescription to treat an illness when I was young. Although I saved my life, I still have these side effects!"

Li Hao pretended to be embarrassed, smiled apologetically, and cupped his hand towards him.

The Taoist priest lit another fire for them to dry their clothes, and these people thanked them politely, and then gathered around the fire to warm themselves and took out dry food to eat.

"Would you guys like some hot vegetable soup?" the Taoist priest asked.

Several other people have set their sights on Chapo. It seems that he has a high reputation among these people.

The dwarf had carefully looked at the fire since he entered the courtyard. There were vegetable scraps in the mouth of the Taoist boy, and he heard the elf girl burping at an inappropriate time, so he nodded and said:

"Thank you!"

After receiving the order, the men shared half a pot of vegetable soup. In fact, each person was only given a few mouthfuls. The dwarf was cautious and did not take a bite.

Everyone chatted casually, and Li Hao naturally couldn't reveal his identity in front of these people who didn't know the details.

He said that his family moved to Jiangnan in his early years, but his ancestral graves were nearby. He came back to worship once a few months ago, and this time he brought his younger sister to worship again.

After speaking, Li Hao also showed everyone the various sacrificial paper money that he and Elf Girl brought.

......

As the night grew darker, Li Hao and his wife stayed in a side room, leaving the main hall for these people to rest.

At the fourth watch, as the rain gradually subsided, someone suddenly knocked three times at the door of the courtyard, and Li Hao immediately woke up from his sleep.

Li Hao was quite curious. He used his Zixia Gong and used his sensitive ears and eyes to hear three people walking out of the main hall. Hearing the footsteps, the dwarf was among them. Because the three of them were walking together, one person took two steps away from him, but he walked away.

Three steps.

The man at the door also heard the noise in the courtyard and walked slowly twenty or thirty meters away before stopping.

One of the three people who came out of the main hall stopped in the courtyard, and the other stopped at the door. Only the short man continued walking for a while, walked to the person outside the door and whispered.

Li Hao's face was already flushed at this time, and he could barely hear clearly after using his full strength.

"Let's do it. There are a total of forty people in the mountain, and only one is in the early stage of innateness.

Poisoning is easy to detect. I will give him laxatives for breakfast tomorrow, and it will be more concealed. You will go up the mountain when you arrive.

When the time comes, you kill the elders first, and leave a few ordinary disciples for me to take back to cover them up."

"I know! Don't teach me!"

"Is there anyone else in this courtyard? Master Yu, please don't let anything slip."

"In addition to the two Taoist priests in this temple, there are only a brother and sister who came to worship their ancestors.

The woman has just condensed her Qi; the man has never even practiced Sunflower and only knows some superficial kung fu."

The man replied:

"As long as you know it in your heart. But you have to be careful about this."

Yu Chaizi then cursed:

"What a fool! I let you and your classmates go back. How could Huashan know that it was me who did it?"

The man also realized that there is only one innate master in the world who is less than five feet tall, no one can tell him apart!

The two said a few more words, and the people outside left. Yu Xiaozi carefully closed the door, and the three of them returned to the main hall to rest.

Li Hao lay on the bed and silently recovered his breath, feeling lucky that he had restrained his energy.

It’s good to have a beard in this world, but Sunflower people assume that you are a weakling.

The voice of the man just now seemed to be Lawnold. It seems that he is still a spy in this world, but I don’t know if he is still from the Songshan sect?

According to their words, if they don’t plan to directly kill the people in this Taoist temple tomorrow to silence them, then there will be room for maneuver...