Chapter 173 The clouds are approaching China, and its majesty is thousands of miles away.

Who is this person? He can actually call an immortal a fellow Taoist?

The expressions of the doubtful glances cast by everyone are different. They can be roughly divided into two types, one is surprise and uncertainty, and the other is just pure doubt.

The former is a local monk like Lu Hao. In their eyes, those who call them Taoist friends are friends of the same generation. Currently, only the Sword Immortal among the living immortals can be called a Taoist friend. The others are either not qualified or have other titles.

This old man calls the living immortal a Taoist friend, and he is probably also a very powerful supernatural power user. In the social circle of true dragons, the most inferior person is a dragon, not a loach.

This idea was true in the past life, but it is not so true now.

Due to reincarnation, many powerful people who should not have interacted with each other have intersected, and countless people are in the same era. It is almost impossible for Jin Dan and the contemporaries of the gods to interact in the previous life, because one of them had transformed into a god.

Jindan was already dead.

But in today's world, people who are separated by tens of thousands of years can interact with each other. For example, in the Shangqing Palace, there are twice as many people who are senior to Taoist Qingxuan, and all of them are their ancestors according to their seniority.

Being able to be friends with the immortals as equals only means that this old man lived before the immortals rose. To be on equal terms? In fact, it is almost impossible. Absolutely no one can be on an equal footing with the living immortals in practice. This has been verified in the immortal era.

truth.

A skinny body, sitting on crutches, pale eyes...

A memory from a while ago suddenly appeared in Lu Haochu's mind. This was information obtained from interrogating those who were taught the skills by the old man.

The old man in front of me completely fits all the characteristics.

"Lao Lu, isn't this the old man whose whereabouts are mysterious?"

Zhao Si next to him suddenly whispered. Although he kept his voice extremely low, he could not escape the powerful ears and eyes present.

Even if you use sound transmission, the great masters can still spy on it based on their cultivation.

Lu Haochu nodded slightly and replied in a low voice: "Maybe, it's just that some characteristics cannot be determined yet."

While the two of them were whispering, Li Yi looked at the old man for a few seconds, with some contemplation on his face, searching for memories about the old man.

Since he has lived too long, he has met too many people. If he did not leave a deep memory for himself, it would take some opportunities to remember it. However, he did recognize the aura of Wangchuan on the other person, maybe it was those old people.

One of the immortal ones.

The old man obviously saw the other party's confusion and did not feel angry. It was normal for people like them who had lived for too long to be unable to remember some things.

"The old man's nickname is not old. I wonder if you can remember it?"

Li Yi seemed to have remembered something, leaned forward slightly, and said with sudden realization: "It turns out it was you, the old immortal. I was so embarrassed back then that I accidentally slapped you into ashes."

There was a hint of apology in the words, but the content made people's heads tingle.

Back then, in order to find a way to bring the dead back to life, Li Changsheng walked west along the Forget River. It is said that the end of the Forgotten River is the underworld, and all the dead will come here and be thrown into reincarnation.

This legend also gave him the confidence to seek the method of resurrecting the dead. For this reason, he asked various sects and finally got the answer in Buddhism. At that time, Li Changsheng was very happy and left a generous reward. In addition to the thunder method, he realized the method of his own.

All the magical powers are given to those bald donkeys.

Buddhism did not refuse and happily accepted it.

If this thing is true, then it is not a beautiful thing. Everyone gets what he wants, you agree with me, and if it succeeds in the end, Li Changsheng still owes Buddhism a favor. On the contrary, it is a big cause and effect. Li Changsheng asked so many questions

The reason why people only destroy Buddhism.

On the way to find the end of the Forgotten River, Li Changsheng encountered many strange things. The most amazing thing among them was those old guys who buried themselves under the Forgotten River and lived for tens of thousands of years. Their first time

The communication went smoothly, and with Li Changsheng's friendly entreaty, they taught Wangchuan the Art of Immortality.

The old man in front of him was the most enthusiastic towards him, and before he left, he asked himself to fight with him with all his strength.

Originally, the old man was tired of life, so he used a special secret method to regain his peak. Seeing that the other party was so determined, Li Changsheng naturally did not dare to neglect and took action with all his strength, and then slapped him to death. The scene was very embarrassing at that time.

"Ahem, cough, cough." The old man was also choked by the words of the other party, "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to blame yourself. Old man, I lived for thirteen thousand years, and when I was tired of living, I just wanted to die. It is better to die in the hands of fellow Taoist than to be buried in the earth.

Suddenly there was no sound."

In fact, he just wanted to compare notes back then. People who can bury themselves under the River of Forgetfulness in order to survive have never been tired of the word. But he thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, otherwise it would be too shameless.

After all, he was an old monster who had lived for 10,000 years. Is it ridiculous that he was accidentally beaten to death? It should be said that he wanted to die and wanted to fight against the strong so that his life would not be wasted.

This is in line with his style.

Now it seems that his way of death is obviously better than others, at least he died at the hands of the strongest man in the Immortal Era.

As soon as these words came out, the weird eyes of the others receded slightly, with a hint of admiration. Especially the few people in the Shixian period, basically all had a hint of admiration.

In their time, many people held this idea and challenged the living immortals before they died. These people were either scared away by the aura, or were repulsed by the world and Qingxuan, and most of them failed to do so.

The person who can make the Immortal take action is the recognition of his strength.

Li Yi did not expose the other party. Although their relationship was not very close, they met by chance and discussed Taoism and they could be called Taoist friends. How long they have known each other is not important to a person with great supernatural powers who can live for thousands of years. What is important is

Whether the two parties can get along with each other.

The friendship between monks is like the friendship between gentlemen, or like a Bole and a thousand-mile horse.

Meeting again the people he had seen for so long was the happiest thing for him after his reincarnation.

Li Yi slightly spread his hands to the right and said, "Fellow Taoist, please take a seat."

As soon as he finished speaking, without further instructions from him, Fairy Taiyin once again transformed into a seat. A white jade square table, glass cups of fine wine, luxury with a hint of fairy style.

Even if he has no earthly desires, the old man, who can be called an ascetic sect among monks, still feels that everything around him is so gorgeous and full of artistic conception. If there is a fairy palace in the world, then this is undoubtedly a fairy palace.

But he is not here to congratulate you today.

"Old man, I have something to do so I won't take my seat." The old man shook his head slightly and turned his hands to create a wooden box. Before the box was opened, a sophisticated person could feel the strange atmosphere inside.

Holding back the pain in his heart, he raised the wooden box and flew up, gently landing on Li Yi's desk. Then he slowly opened it under the expectant eyes of everyone, and inside was a crystal.

It is about the size of a thumb, transparent and colorless, and a piece of heaven comes out when called by a name.

"I believe that fellow Taoists also recognize this fragment of the way of heaven. Its usage is infinitely wonderful, and it should be the greatest opportunity for the creation of the world. Old man, this fragment of mine is relatively small, so I should give it to my fellow Taoists to learn a thing or two."

Even though the old man spoke so loudly, his heart began to bleed.

Li Yi was slightly surprised that the old man would give him such a valuable thing. Their relationship was not that familiar.

The fragments of the Heavenly Dao are dispensable to me and are not very valuable, but they are a great treasure for most people. For example, the fragments of the Heavenly Dao can strengthen one's own Tao and push a certain magical power to the realm of transformation.

, saving hundreds of years of hard work.

Moreover, the magical power strengthened by the fragments of Heavenly Dao can also be comprehended conversely.

It's a pity that it is useless for Li Yi. The magical powers he knows have basically reached the realm of transformation. The only difference is the realm of flawless. There is only one step away from the realm of transformation and flawlessness, but the magical powers that can be used are completely different.

The next second, Li Yi's doubts were answered. The old man sent a message: "Fellow Taoist, someone asked me to bring you a message this time. Previously, these mortal officials kept your residence strictly confidential.

I searched for more than a month before settling on Qingzhou."

"I'm really sorry for interrupting my Taoist friend's birthday today. I should apologize for the fragments of Heavenly Dao."

If it were a normal meeting, the old man would not give away the fragments of the law of heaven, nor would he secretly send a message like this. Because the content contained a trace of provocation, and the other party would definitely respond in the toughest manner if it were told on such an occasion.

For the sake of the gentlemanly relationship between him and Li Changsheng, and also to take into account the other party's face, he planned to explain it in this way. This way he could have both sides, but the cost was a bit high.

Oral message?

"Oh?" Li Yi became a little more interested. He leaned forward slightly and pressed down with unparalleled momentum. He asked openly without any sound transmission: "What's the message?"

The old man only felt that the sky and the earth were darkening, and a panic burst out from the bottom of his heart, which was out of control.

How could he dare not look directly at Li Changsheng? He was not so terrifying in his previous life.

Li Changsheng is the strongest person he has ever seen. The difference between the two is that of a domestic dog and a fierce tiger. He can see the huge gap between the two sides, but now he can't see or feel it. The other person seems to be swallowed by a heart.

All chaos.

Unknowable, unobservable, unseen.

"This" the old man broke into a cold sweat. At this moment, he could no longer maintain his demeanor. Noticing this scene, Li Yi restrained his breath and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are just a messenger, you don't need to bear any responsibility."

As he spoke, he threw the wooden box back, with a trace of indifference in his half-cast eyes. A pressure as high as the sky filled the air, and practitioners could feel the great terror rising in the air.

"No one in the world can speak to me through other people's mouths. No matter who it is that I ask my fellow Taoist to speak to me, he is not worthy."

People respect me as much as I respect others.

If someone puts on airs with him, Li Yi will naturally not give him face.

Everyone in the hall also cast doubtful glances. Although they couldn't figure out what happened, the fact that the approachable immortal could look like this couldn't help but arouse everyone's curiosity.

"Fellow Taoist, what do you want me to do?" The old man sighed silently. He finally understood that Li Changsheng would not give in even if he were in another place.

He should have known that Li Changsheng was different from the old men buried in Wangchuan. He was so proud and dazzling when they first met.

People with extraordinary talents must be proud.

"Someone asked the old man to give you a message: the path to eternal success is not a momentary prestige."

The old man paused for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said the rest of his words, saying: "We are not enemies, and we should not be divided by eras. We should work together to share the spiritual land. I hope fellow Taoists will not take any chances on themselves.

error."

There was a clang, and someone's wine glass fell to the ground.

Do you want to die?
To be continued...