True Immortal Fate

"What Mr. Lin! He is vulnerable!" Li Xiaoya screamed sickly.

"Huh? Who is going crazy in the middle of the night?" Just as Li Xiaoya was laughing wildly at the fireball explosion, a figure in a secret room opened his eyes and said.

"Really?" Suddenly countless figures appeared around him, laughing wildly: "Xian'er is mine! Don't even think about it in your life! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~~~"

"Ah!! Die, die, die!" Li Xiaoya became furious and fired continuous fireballs in all directions. The fireballs hit the surrounding giant bamboos and continued to explode and fall down.

Li Xiaoya didn't know that the huge negative emotions had caused him to hallucinate, and he had gone crazy...

"Tsk! The disciple who patrolled the mountain went there, why did he make that person so crazy!" The person in the secret room complained, and suddenly he patted his bare head and suddenly realized: "That's right, last time the master was in their way, so he made them so mad!" Send them away. They are not allowed to come near this bamboo forest valley. Forget it, it’s me!” With that said, the bald man stood up, opened the door and walked out.

"Asshole! Don't run!" Li Xiaoya's furious voice echoed throughout the valley, and he kept firing fireballs in his hands as he ran forward. There was only one thought in his mind, kill that nasty shadow! The intention to kill made his eyes all red and his face full of madness. If no one stopped him, he would have exhausted his mana and his meridians would burst and die. This kind of thing has happened countless times in the world of immortality. .

Gradually, Li Xiaoya ran to a cliff, but he had completely lost his mind. He could still see the cliff in front of him, and all he could think about was killing the unknown person in front of him.

"So you're possessed?" A figure appeared in the air and murmured while driving a wooden fish-shaped magical weapon. Suddenly he exclaimed, "No!" He quickly sped towards Li Xiaoya.

It turned out that Li Xiaoya didn't even see the cliff in front of him and rushed out. If he was still conscious, he could release Qingfeng Ye and fly away, but now that he had completely lost his mind, he could only fall down with his hands and feet dancing wildly.

"Oops! It's too late!" The monk who controlled the wooden fish magic weapon stopped and said helplessly: "But it should be okay?" He flew towards the place where Li Xiaoya fell.

"Plop!" A huge sound of falling water sounded from the place where Li Xiaoya fell. It turned out that there was a lake under the cliff. No wonder the man was not in a hurry.

Li Xiaoya felt a sharp pain in his body and passed out. Then a wave of water submerged him.

"Oh! That's good, it saves you a lot of trouble!" The monk who controlled the wooden fish was about to go down and fish Li Xiaoya up, when suddenly a voice rang in his ears. Can he walk to him silently? He was startled. He turned around and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hey! Master, it's you. Why did you come out?"

"It's not because of that troublesome boy down there!" The person who came from behind said calmly. As he spoke, he touched the lake water below with his palm and lifted it back. A burst of bubbles appeared on the lake surface, and there was a splash. Li Xiaoya's body rushed out of the water and slowly flew towards the "master".

"Hey, luckily you're here, master. Otherwise, the disciple would have to go into the water to catch this kid." The "apprentice" said with a smile.

"Don't talk too much, take it!" The "master" waved his hand, and Li Xiaoya's body flew towards the "apprentice". The apprentice reluctantly took it, splashed water all over him, and complained: " Hey! I thought I didn’t need to get wet, but the result is still the same!”

"Go back!" The "master" ignored him and flew in one direction. The "apprentice" hugged Li Xiaoya and followed quickly.

Li Xiaoya only felt that he had a strange dream. A black figure snatched Liu Xian'er away. He chased after him all the way, but he couldn't catch up. Moreover, he was knocked down to hell by the figure. That hell was full of The lake of blood drowned him, and countless resentful spirits kept biting him, causing him pain and suffocating him. The figure who snatched Xian'er laughed wildly, as if laughing at him, when he thought he was about to die. , a strong golden light shone down, and all the resentful spirits were vaporized wherever it went. The figure who snatched Xian'er also screamed and was directly slapped to death by a golden palm. Li Xiaoya only felt that the golden light shining on him was warm and very comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but Li Xiaoya's eyelids moved and he opened his eyes. The situation in front of him was greatly changed. He saw a big round face just inches away from his eyes. He screamed in fright.

"Wow!! Why are you shouting so loudly! Do you want to scare people to death?" The owner of that face seemed to be frightened, jumped away in a hurry, and complained with a curse.

"Where am I?" Li Xiaoya jumped up and asked doubtfully. All he saw around him were buildings made of emerald green bamboo, emerald green houses, emerald green fences, and exquisite emerald green bamboo pavilions. He was now lying in this small pavilion, and in front of him was a monk dressed in white and fat. The fat little monk is about the same age as Li Xiaoya. His ears are big and long, and his eyes are narrowed into slits. He looks a bit like a Buddha enshrined in a secular temple.

"This is Cuizhu Valley. My master saved you. Are you okay?" the fat white monk said carelessly.

"Cuizhu Valley? Then I'm still at Yuzhu Peak, right? I wonder if that senior saved me?" Li Xiaoya was stunned, but he didn't get angry. After all, he saved him, right?

"Don't ask who my master is. It was you who was yelling yesterday and disturbed my practice, huh!?" The fat white monk said with a smile, but his tone was arrogant. He paused and chuckled: "Hehe, you were yelling yesterday, maybe you were trapped by love?"

"What are you talking about? It's nothing. I just got a stitch in the side while practicing." Li Xiaoya blushed and made up an excuse.

"Oh! This is the first time I heard that practicing immortal arts can also get a stitch in the side. It's really strange!" The fat white monk chuckled in a strange voice: "My master said that looking at your fluctuating mood, you must have been stimulated by the word love and became crazy. If you didn't meet my master by chance, you would have died of madness."

"Uh~~! You always talk about your master. Who is your master?" Li Xiaoya was depressed when he heard this and changed the subject.

"Hey, I told you not to ask, but you still asked. I'll scare you to death if I tell you!" The fat white monk looked smug, and then said word by word: "My~master~is~Xuan~men~Buddha!"

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