The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

Holding Xiang Shaolong’s golden elixir.

Bai Gui closed his eyes and poured his immortal consciousness into them, searching for the golden elixir's golden nature.

When I swallowed a golden elixir, I realized that my fate was not determined by fate.

The reason why the golden elixir is called the golden elixir is because it has a golden nature that is immortal for all eternity. This thread of gold would not normally have much effect, but because Xiang Shaolong is a time traveler, this thread of gold fixed the time and space node where Xiang Shaolong traveled from Hong Kong Island to the pre-Qin era...

"found it."

"This is the time and space before Xiang Shaolong traveled through..."

Bai Gui's eyes showed a bustling urban area with busy traffic between high-rise buildings. He stepped into it and landed in a block.

"Is this a costume drama?"

"Why haven't I seen the crew? When did TVB's costume team become so rich? The clothes this guy is wearing don't look cheap at all?"

Several passers-by talked about it.

Only then did Bai Gui notice his strange behavior.

He waved his sleeves and his robe turned into a suit, and his shoulder-length hair turned into short hair. He restored his attire as he had been in the Republic of China. However, his attire is still quite eye-catching in today's Hong Kong Island, and many people on the sidewalk will look at him a few times when passing by.

"Is this the 1980s in Hong Kong?"

He randomly asked a pedestrian and learned about the current point in time and space.

There is a slight deviation from the time node Xiang Shaolong is in, but it is not different by many years. After all, in a long timeline, it is difficult to accurately find a time node and travel there without accidents. He is not a golden immortal yet, but has only mastered part of the ability to travel through time lines.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

"Where did this lunatic come from..."

Suddenly, Bai Gui, who was walking on the street, did not notice the change of the traffic light, and a private car hit him. While hitting him, the owner of the private car was also yelling.

However, a surprising scene happened.

The private car actually passed through Bai Gui's body, and there was no collision.

"Is there a ghost in broad daylight?"

The private car owner rubbed his eyes and looked at the place where he had just hit. He did not see the young man in a suit. He seemed to be a ghost.

Hong Kong Island, Gangnan District.

Bai's mansion.

"Grandpa, is this Grandpa?"

A seven or eight-year-old boy pointed at the photo hanging in the ancestral hall and curiously asked the old man sitting next to him in a wheelchair. The old man has chicken skin and gray hair, and he looks like he is eighty or ninety years old.

"Yes, your uncle is a great person. If it weren't for the care of your uncle's friends, our family would never have such wealth..."

"Your uncle used to be a very famous person."

The old man touched the little boy's head and explained with a smile.

He is just an ordinary person with no talent for business or politics, but the reason he was able to squeeze into the circle of wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong was because of his eldest brother's connections.

He doesn't know how to do business, but someone gave him a company and business resources.

He has no ability to make money, but as long as he sells some calligraphy treasures left by his elder brother at home, he can sell them for sky-high prices.

In addition, his eldest brother's wife's natal family... should not be underestimated. Although she withdrew from officialdom in the 1920s and 1930s, relying on the contacts and funds left over from the past, as well as the family business in Amei's country, she is now The chaos is also flourishing.

"Grandpa, is that...grandpa?"

The little boy quickly said the same thing as before.

"Didn't I say that?"

"That's your great grandfather..."

The old man frowned and explained patiently. But after explaining, he suddenly discovered that the direction his grandson pointed was not the location of the photo in the ancestral hall, but behind him.

He instantly realized something and looked back quickly.

"Brother..."

"Are you still alive? Still so young?"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

"What my father and sister said is indeed true. Brother, you have become an immortal through cultivation..."

He sighed again.

Contrary to the rumors that Bai Gui, a great writer, died young, his family and Bai Xiuzhu's natal family knew that the couple suddenly disappeared from home. Before leaving, they left a letter saying that they had transformed into immortals. I went to pursue the path of immortality.

This news was confirmed by his sister Liu Baoer.

Her sister is also a Kun Dao.

"Nostalgic, unexpected..."

Bai Gui looked at Bai Huaigu in front of him with a slightly complicated expression, "When I left, you were only a few years old and could not recognize people yet. When I come back, you will be old..."

In various worlds, he has seen many people fail to cultivate and die of old age.

But...when it was the turn of his relatives, his mood was still slightly disturbed.

"Xiao Chong, go and call your dad over..."

"Tell your dad to come and meet your great grandfather."

Bai Huaigu looked at the little boy and shouted urgently.

He didn't have many days left before he died. But his descendants are different. As long as they meet his eldest brother, maybe his descendants will also have the possibility of immortality and immortality.

Although he had some affection for his eldest brother, whom he had never met, he was more excited and thought more about his own family.

"No need."

Bai Gui shook his head and pointed to a small point.

The little boy's body was imprisoned and he could not leave the ancestral hall of the Bai family mansion.

"I understand what you are thinking."

"It's just that not everyone has the opportunity to seek immortality..."

He said calmly.

His world has long since ended.

The person in front of him was just his half-brother, whom he didn't get along with much. He is not a heartless person, but he is still unwilling to consider a few juniors whom he has never met and whose family ties are weak. Moreover, as Bai Huaigu said just now, the rise of their lineage has relied on a lot of his influence.

"I'll leave you a Dharma plate and a volume of exercises..."

"The Dharma Disk gathers spiritual inspiration and the skills are used for cultivation. If your descendant can meet my requirements, it is not impossible to guide him..."

Bai Gui sighed, took out a few magic weapons, and threw them on the altar table in the ancestral hall.

As soon as the words fell, his figure was intangible and quickly disappeared from the spot.

"Brother."

Bai Huaigu shouted, feeling lost.

If he could rely on his elder brother again and not talk about seeking immortality, his business would prosper immediately. As the older generation died, the people who used to help them gradually became less frequent.

Bai Shi also gradually began to feel lonely.

Even though this loneliness... I can't see it yet.

"Grandpa, should I still go?"

Seeing that he could move, Xiao Chong asked a few questions in a low voice.

"No need to go."

"The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are all in vain."

"He is an immortal... and we are mortals."

Bai Huaigu shook his head and muttered.

His eldest brother didn't want to help their family, and if he said he didn't complain, that would be a lie. After all, the majestic immortal could make him and his lineage prosperous with just a few remnants between his fingers...

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