I saw a little bit of magic.

Although it is not necessarily true that there is the art of immortality here, there are finally some clues to the immortality.

Therefore, with great expectations, the Monkey King followed Chongxu Chong and them and walked towards the distance.

However.

As they gradually walked towards the outside of the city.

Just as Chongxu glanced slightly, he discovered that his junior brother's hexagram stall at the door had been opened by an outsider.

At this time, a wealthy businessman from out of town was leading a few thugs to chase and intercept his junior brother:

"You're a plagued warlock, how can I not know if my wife has cuckolded me?"

"You can't escape this beating today!"

This scene is actually somewhat familiar.

Maybe I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

Just three or two steps away.

However, this uncle's teachings are profound.

The road from Cross City to Xuantian Temple is not close or far. Even if you walk by yourself, it actually doesn't take long.

Although their magical powers were affected to a certain extent, they were inexplicably not very effective.

With the master Wei Yi on duty in the heaven, they must have good conduct and have not done anything treacherous or evil.

Although he had already vaguely made a guess, at this time he needed solid evidence to be sure that it was not the case.

He has long been used to such embarrassing things.

"Hmph, you're lucky!"

After all, Xuantian Temple has been in peace for a long time.

Make them miserable.

The door of Xuantian Temple was opened from the inside.

I saw him shaking it hard, as if he wanted to throw the golden elixir away and bid farewell to his hobby for many years.

"Uncle, I have really mastered the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill. You believe me, you believe me. This is the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill."

They walked to the platform with green grass in front of Xuantian Temple.

"When the sky falls, the tall man holds it up."

This actually made him a little curious.

"But I don't know why, it suddenly disappeared. Master, please believe me one last time, I have really succeeded!"

Although he understood the special nature of the matter, in the end he had embarrassed his own sect in front of outsiders.

If you observe carefully, there seems to be a dragon and a tiger roaring on the left and right. It looks very sacred, with a faint glow of immortality.

Even this Monkey King, no matter how innocent he was when he came out of the mountain, should have some etiquette at this time.

At this moment, he finally came to a realization, and the thoughts that he had just given up suddenly burned like a raging fire.

It's really a helpless move to be like this today.

"I dare to swear on the name of the viewer that I really didn't lie to you."

All I saw was that he was calm and calm no matter what, just glancing at the golden elixir in Qinglan's hand.

"It's like I was punished by God today."

However.

But this body is very durable, and it can keep up with the pace of several people when walking.

Following a series of walks, they walked on the white jade-like corridor for a long time.

What makes people feel very dramatic is that.

After all, they are senior brothers, so let’s talk.

During the same period of time, there were only a dozen disciples of the fourth generation taking care of various spiritual fields and beasts in the Taoist temple.

Just at this time.

It seems that he is sad and wants to find a place to heal.

Of course.

How can such a person be beaten by his own master when he returns home?

Is there any prince in the world who has lived for seventy years?

Although Chong Ling didn't want to go back to the mountain, he had to cheer up at this moment. He was actually very concerned about what happened next.

"How can you still be punished by God?"

This also made the Monkey King, who was originally disappointed with Xuantian Temple, once again have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Is it true that I made a mistake in my calculation?"

"It's not someone else's house."

It turns out that I am not disabled due to alchemy.

"It's not me who's wrong, someone is causing trouble!"

After the others left, Chongxu asked with some confusion:

"What's going on with you?"

All he could see was that the golden elixir in his hand was glowing with gleaming light, blooming from it.

But this time there was no cause or effect.

"After working hard for so many years, you can't even refine the most common dragon and tiger elixir. You should just accept the reality."

After all, this road with nine twists and turns and eighteen links is not as fast as his other brothers jumping on the mountain.

"Even your junior brothers who are not proficient in elixir refining can refine dragon and tiger elixirs of good quality."

I'm afraid there are only true immortal level characters.

The three generations of masters also traveled a lot.

After all, there are only one to two hundred people in Wuyangyang.

"But who knew it would malfunction this time? Someone else made a mistake. Junior brother, I don't know what happened."

Although he didn't use magical powers, his physical body seemed to run a little faster than them.

It shouldn't be the deceptive tricks of charlatans, nor the Taoist temples with empty names!

Absolutely extraordinary skill!

It wasn’t too much for a while:

Hearing his question, Chong Ling couldn't help but feel aggrieved. He just saw him casually pulling down the two beards stuck to the corners of his mouth, and then said helplessly:

"Elder brother, you can't blame me for this."

After all, this matter was weird from beginning to end. No matter how slow he was, he should understand that he could not get involved in this matter.

However, Yunhai's heart was already cold at this moment, and he uttered a cold sentence:

That's all sorry for the various weird poisons that he has tasted over the past three hundred years that look like dragon and tiger elixirs!

Stop him with one sentence.

"Uncle, you have to believe me."

"Where's Longhu? Where's Baoguang?"

When he said this, Yunhai seemed to have a hint of melancholy:

"Qinglan, please let yourself go, and let us go too. After more than three hundred years, your poison master uncle has really had enough~"

"You are not that material, so don't lean on it."

When it comes to the final moment of Chong Ling, I feel a little depressed:

"Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case."

However.

Among all the people present, which one is not a person who has practiced Buddhism for hundreds of years and is an advanced person?

An afterimage passed by, and if they hadn't been familiar with each other, he wouldn't have recognized it as his uncle.

After all, it has been more than two hundred years since my junior disciple truly achieved cultivation, after the fortune-telling Zi Wei Dou Shu.

What's more, looking at his junior brother's dodge and not taking action, it is obviously very unreasonable.

"I really didn't lie to you."
To be continued...