Dingxian Temple is located on a small hill not far from the city. There is a slope up the mountain. It may not be steep when walking, but it feels particularly difficult to climb when pushing a wooden wheel.

"I'm very strong, I'll just push it."

"Don't push your waist and do it, we have to count on you to practice the elixirs in our sight."

Taoist Zhang Xibai pulled open the collar of the Taoist robe, reluctant to let his sister suffer. He screamed and pushed the heavy wooden truck up alone, sweating all over.

Push it halfway and rest on a big tree on the hillside.

Zhang Xibai poured out a tablet of Huichun and threw it into his mouth to chew it. He sighed repeatedly and said angrily: "Qiu Chan, look at how good the pill you have refined! No one bought it? Those people in the city really don't know the goods."

The Temple of Ending Immortality is a family-born Taoist temple. The former temple master was the father of the two, but the current temple master was not Zhang Xibai, but Zhang Qiuchan, a younger woman next to her.

Although Zhang Xibai is older, he really does not have the talent for alchemy and cannot inherit the inheritance of the Immortal Temple. He usually doesn’t like reading and writing. Instead, he likes to dance with swords and guns. Since he was a child, he likes to go into the city to watch those who are fighting and performing their skills, yearning for the prosperity of the world.

Zhang Qiuchan has been fond of reading Taoist scriptures and Taoist sects since she was a child, and is proficient in pharmacology. She is born with a high talent for alchemy. She likes quietness and does not like the hustle and bustle of the world.

At this moment, he was sitting under the tree reading a book. His temperament really had the silence and beauty of autumn leaves falling, and he was born with a spirit of a cultivator.

"We are a real medicine, and even no one else can grab it." After buzzing, he said a few words in a whisper, and then he slapped the pill. Not long after, he felt a heat coming from his abdomen, and his whole body was full of energy.

Taking advantage of the medicinal power, he quickly punched a set of punches to absorb the medicinal power.

Zhang Qiuchan held an ancient alchemy book and looked at the ancient prescriptions on it: "The elixirs we refined are not good enough, they are still just ordinary medicines, and they cannot be called immortal prescriptions."

The more you see and the more you go deeper, the more Zhang Qiuchan feels that some of the things he has inherited are so mysterious that they are unimaginable.

But these elixirs are not something that can be refined in ordinary ways, and even many details and key points are used, some mysterious words that are confused.

"Xibai! Do you think there is really a medicine in this world that can become an immortal after taking it?" Zhang Qiuchan habitually called Zhang Xibai's name, and it seemed that this brother really had no majesty.

Zhang Xibai knew what Zhang Qiuchan was talking about at the moment he heard it. It was the so-called immortal cauldron he boasted about before and passed down from his home ascendant to the Immortal Temple.

The masters of all generations have always speculated that those spiritual elixirs and immortal recipes must be refined using this cauldron.

But this cup of Zhang Xibai was filled with flowers and the mysterious immortal tripod was actually a stone tripod that was nearly meter high. It is now placed at the entrance of the viewing door. It has been blowing wind, sun and rain for countless years.

It is extremely heavy and cannot be moved.

But there is no way to use it to refine alchemy, and it does not look magical. Apart from being extremely hard, it cannot leave any traces when it is chopped by a knife and axe.

"Don't think about it! Dad never figured out the secret of the tripod in his whole life."

"According to me, there is no secret at all, such as immortal cauldrons and immortal grounds, which is what our ancestors blew."

"The ancestors must have just arrived at Yanding Mansion and had no foundation. Then they heard the legend of the chickens and dogs ascending to heaven, so they dug a stone cauldron and put it on their face, saying that they were inherited by immortals and placed it at the door to attract pilgrims." Zhang Xibai used this trick, and the group of Buddhists and Taoists in the city used all this trick.

"Don't say that to your ancestors!" Zhang Qiuchan got angry.

Then the female crown talked about the truth and evidence: "And I heard that a sword immortal named Kong Chenzi appeared in Gongzhou."

"In Gongzhou, Feixian killed the Yinhua Demon, and then the emperor envoyed Qianli Feijian and killed the elder of Yinhua Palace with one sword."

"In Jiangzhou's sword energy cut off the river in the sky, the snake demons, golden toads, flying centipedes, and mountain gods who have caused countless people to die in his hands."

The woman crown said confidently: "Isn't this a god?"

"By the same, what our ancestors passed down must be true."

At this time, the incident in Lingzhou had not yet fully spread to Jingjiyi. Although a few people knew that the drought had eased and the locust plague was lifted, they did not know the details.

Zhang Xibai didn't believe this: "The rumors are! Three points are true and seven points are false, and hearing is false as the eyes are true, and seeing is true, and not true!"

"It's better to find a way to sell medicine to make up money! If you don't have money, the group of people who eat people and don't spit bones in Si Tianjian will cancel the Taoist ancestry of our Taoist temple and even take it away."

"At that time, we two will become Taoist priests who have nowhere to rely on and can only wander around!"

"You don't know how miserable Taoist priest You Fang is! There is no food or propaganda, so you can only beg along the street."

"Uncle, please give me some leftovers! If there is no copper, please give me some leftovers..."

Zhang Xibai laughed at Zhang Qiuchan with a funny look of begging with bamboo sticks along the street: "It seems like you have been a Taoist priest of You Fang."

"Have you never heard of me?"

Pushing the wooden wheelbarrow, he finally went up the slope and was about to return to the entrance of the observation gate. Zhang Xibai's thoughts changed again.

"I think we're wrong."

"I'm afraid the alley is deep. Although our things are good, everyone doesn't know!"

"I will go to the city tomorrow to find out which wealthy family is weak and sick, and then come to ask them to try our medicine. In the future, we will definitely be able to gain the reputation of our return to the Immortal Temple."

“That’s not…”

Zhang Xibai kept talking nonstop, but Zhang Qiuchan suddenly stopped and looked at the gate of the gate.

Zhang Xibai looked over and saw a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe in a gossip cloud pattern, leading a donkey, standing in front of the stone tripod at the door of his house, which was almost as high as the house.

"Who are you?"

The man stood under the huge stone tripod with his back facing them, and could only see a young Taoist with a straight figure as tall as a sword.

He was looking up at the stone tripod without moving.

After spring, there was a lot of moss growing on the stone tripod, and there was a lid on the tripod, but it was covered tightly, as if it was connected together.

Before the two of them could come forward to question why this man was at the door of their Taoist temple, they saw the man stretching out his hand and slapped the stone tripod.

"Boom!"

The earth was shaking, and the sound of a loud sound like a big bell came.

The roar of wind roared and thundered the two of them to the ground along with a loud noise.

The sound even rang into the city. I don’t know how many people looked up and looked around to find where the dusk bell rang.

The stone tripod cracked, revealing the bronze color inside, and also illuminating layers of light, illuminating the hilltops in the evening.

"roar!"

The Taoist waved his sleeves again, and several fire dragons roared out of the sleeves, constantly refining them around the stone cauldron, and transforming the stone shell outside.

Finally, the original appearance of this tripod was revealed, it turned out to be a huge bronze alchemy tripod.

There are two big characters on the tripod - Kunlun.

This is the first time Zhang Xibai and Zhang Qiuchan have seen the true face of this tripod since they were young.

Zhang Xibai's eyes were completely attracted by the alchemy tripod, and he said these two words blankly: "Kunlun!"

Zhang Qiuchan kept watching the Taoist, and his palm shook the earth and the fire dragon roared. Such immortal arts were not even in the legends left by their ancestors.

At this time, the Taoist who turned his back to them turned around.

The boy looks like a generous and free manner.

"In the morning of Gongzhou, Kongchenzi! He is a Taoist priest who traveled by Yun and came here."
Chapter completed!