When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

The people in the village welcome the arrival of the immortal, otherwise they would not go out of their way to clear the way for him early in the morning.

It is said that if a family has a descendant who can embark on the path of immortality, it will be a great blessing. They can enjoy the protection of luck and live a peaceful life without any major problems.

Some young men from the town also came to the village. They took off their old brocade and satin clothes and wore simple cloth clothes, fearing that the immortal would think that they could not bear the hardship.

The immortal touched his beard and picked his disciple among the crowd.

He also showed off one or two tricks, which surprised the villagers and aroused the enthusiasm of the children.

But at this time, a discordant voice sounded.

A middle-aged charlatan saw through the fairy's tricks, scolded him, and demonstrated the tricks again.

Immediately, everyone cast suspicious glances at the immortal. A coldness flashed in the immortal's eyes, and he shouted loudly, don't compare your tricks in the world with the methods of my immortal family.

With that said, the immortal walked up to the Jianghu guest and gently tapped his eyebrows.

The Jianghu guest's eyes were distracted, and he died on the spot. The immortal seeker knelt down in fear, while the immortal murmured, "Disrespecting the immortal master is a death penalty!"

Li Changxiao hid in the room, watching all this, his brows furrowed slightly.

What the charlatan says is true.

Immortals are really immortals, and...

Unfortunately, I also crossed paths with him.

If Li Changxiao remembered correctly, this immortal should be called "Song Xuan".

He is a genius within the Panlong Sect and joined the sect at almost the same time as Li Changxiao.

I used to be so arrogant that I hated the sky for being too low and the sea for being too shallow.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that this guy once bullied Li Changxiao and publicly mocked Li Changxiao as a waste. In the future, Li Changxiao should be careful whenever he is in the secret realm.

In addition, they come to Li Changxiao every three days to cause trouble for him.

But later, his cultivation level was promoted too quickly, while Li Changxiao stayed still. He gradually felt that it was boring, so he didn't bother to trouble him.

After that, Li Changxiao also left Panlong Sect and went to work elsewhere.

The corners of Li Changxiao's mouth raised slightly, "Song Xuan, Song Xuan, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"However, what I didn't expect was that you, so arrogant and arrogant, would actually use tricks to deceive the common people and be exposed."

Li Changxiao murmured.

When Song Xuan's trick was exposed, he became angry and killed the Jianghu guest.

"You, who are destined to be immortals, are willing to practice with me?" Song Xuan's eyes stayed on Zhang Tian.

A strange color flashed across his eyes.

"Yes! Yes!" Zhang Tian nodded excitedly, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to be favored by the immortal.

"I'm just telling you, Zhang Tian will definitely be successful in the future!"

"Boy Zhang, have you finished eating the big cake that my family baked for you? After that, my aunt will bake another one for you so that you can eat it on your way to immortality."

The villagers sent congratulations one after another, intentionally or unintentionally trying to get close to him.

Zhang Tian responded with a smile, feeling that this was the highlight of his life.

After half an hour.

After the immortal selection was completed, the selected people were asked to go home and say goodbye.

Zhang Tian had no family and had nothing to say goodbye to, but he suddenly remembered that the swordsman who had been telling him stories for two days seemed to be still sleeping soundly at home.

So I thought about going back to talk to him, and hurried home, opened the door, woke up Li Changxiao who was pretending to be asleep, and said that he would become a god in the future.

He danced with excitement, and Li Changxiao nodded in agreement, but he sighed repeatedly in his heart.

"I think I will be a great monk in the free world by then."

"When we meet at the top of Lao Pan Mountain, let me tell you the story of the world of immortality?"

Xiao Zhangtian is in high spirits and full of expectations for the future.

Before Li Changxiao could say anything, he shouted, "It's settled," and ran outside with the bag he had prepared.

Li Changxiao's eyes were profound.

He just murmured to himself, "You have to practice."

Immediately, he shook his head and laughed. What qualifications did he have to criticize others?

But in Xiao Zhangtian, he saw himself who once went to Panlong Sect to seek immortality.

But then again...

Li Changxiao's eyes narrowed, his eyes dimmed.

This Song Xuan had a grudge against him. He had once used the opportunity of a martial arts contest to kill him. If he hadn't been carrying the Great Dream Immortality Body, he would have died at his opponent's hands.

See you again now.

Li Changxiao didn't mind settling some old accounts.

In addition, during this period of spiritual energy depletion, there must be something fishy about Song Xuan's recruitment of disciples, and he wanted to take a look.

Thinking about it, he prepared drinks, hid his cultivation, and followed the group of people.

He did not come closer, but followed from a distance.

Under dusk.

Song Xuan led these dozen or twenty people on the mountain path on foot.

The snow made it difficult for everyone to walk.

Zhang Tian regarded this as a test from an immortal and did not dare to complain.

"In front of you is my Xian family's mansion." Song Xuan said lightly.

Everyone came to a cave.

Zhang Tian and others frowned. This was somewhat different from their imagination.

He believes that people who practice Buddhism should not be able to travel around the world? How could you live in such a dark cave?

Song Xuan didn't bother to explain, "If you enter this cave, you will be a disciple of my Zhilong Sect."

"Go in and use the mountain spring water to wash away all the turbidity, and then start practicing."

He took the dozen or twenty people into the cave and disappeared from Li Changxiao's sight.

After Zhang Tian and others entered the mansion.

A mouthful of mountain spring water came into view, and Song Xuan ordered them to take off their clothes and go down to wash.

There was a woman, who was originally the eldest lady of the town. She cried and refused to go. She even cried and asked her parents to take her back. She didn't want to practice anymore.

Song Xuan was furious. He held a machete and cut off the woman's arm without hesitation, and blood splattered.

Everyone was scared out of their wits, took off their clothes, and washed in the small mountain spring pool.

The spring water was icy cold. After washing, almost half of their lives were frozen. Song Xuan grinned and led everyone to the depths.

They came to an area similar to a prison cell, where more than a dozen people were already detained.

Song Xuan locked everyone in roughly. There were only two square meters inside, which was barely enough for people to lie down.

He left a book for each person and asked everyone to practice according to the mental method above. If they slacked off, they would be whipped.

"Master? Why? Aren't we here to seek immortality?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Don't be silly, brother. This man is a lunatic." A skinny man who looked like he had been imprisoned for a long time had a face full of despair and regret.

The successive drastic changes frightened little Zhang Tian's face pale.

Trembling, his dream of becoming an immortal was shattered.