Chapter 3 Rejecting Immortals

What the hell is taking jujube pills, and how can there be a cure for all kinds of poisons? Are you afraid that you have encountered a liar?

Li Qingjun looked upset, and was about to say something, but Li Qinglin waved his hand to stop him, and said to Yin Zi, "Our brothers have gone to the mountains to look for immortals, but we don't have much time to spend. The little brother has lived here for a long time and is familiar with the situation. I don't know if it's okay Follow us up the mountain as a guide, and you will be paid a lot."

"No." Qin Yi stood up lazily, turned around and walked into the house, "What kind of fairy are you looking for, eat enough and sleep well, carefree and carefree, isn't it a fairy?"

The young Li Qingjun said angrily: "Hey! What's your attitude!"

Qin Yi had already entered the house.

Li Qingjun was about to get off his horse angrily, but was grabbed by his elder brother: "Don't mess around."

"Why are you so polite to him? This is obviously a liar, there is no cure for it!"

Li Qinglin reined in his horse and went away: "Li Liu's report said that there were quite a few poisoned people who went to the mountain recently, and the boy surnamed Qin in the village recovered with one medicine. Maybe he is familiar with the special poisonous miasma in the mountains, so the medicines are made to target them. It should be better than our own. The medicine prepared is more appropriate. Besides, from what you’ve seen and heard, don’t you really think this young man is a bit special?”

"Most of them are posturing, and the villagers cooperate with him to create some atmosphere so that they can cheat."

Li Qinglin couldn't help but laugh.

Li Qingjun quickly followed his brother, and asked again: "Since my brother thinks he is useful, why don't you insist on asking him to guide you?"

Li Qinglin smiled slightly: "Don't be in a hurry...the guide is leading the way, but can he lead you to find the immortal?"

Li Qingjun was stunned again.

Obviously not.

They didn't come to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, but to try to find immortals in the mountains. The mountain is not too big, and rumors of the so-called fairy fate have been circulating for many years. Which inch has not been investigated? Therefore, there is no so-called destination at all, and naturally there is no correct route. Going in is just a test of fate, so why do you need a guide?

Li Qingjun was a little discouraged for a moment, and his straight shoulders slumped slightly: "So my brother is just like everyone else, he didn't take this journey of searching for immortals to heart..."

Li Qinglin looked back at where he came from: "That Qin Yi, the last thing he said was quite interesting..."

"Country scum, self-righteous, just talking nonsense. I'll shoot him in the hole to see how carefree he is."

"ha……"

The voice went all the way, Qin Yi was lying in the room with his arms pillowed on his head, and the mace was resting on the head of the bed. He could vaguely hear the conversation between the two brothers, and at the end, he laughed, as if he thought Li Qingjun's words were very funny.

A voice suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Why are you laughing, these two brothers seem to practice martial arts very well, maybe they really have the strength to poke a hole in you."

This voice goes straight to the soul, and I don't know where it came from. In fact, it can't be regarded as a voice, and it can't distinguish between men and women. It's like forming a sentence directly in your heart, which is extremely weird. Qin Yi seemed to be very used to it, and said lazily: "I'm laughing because there are really girls who disguise themselves as men in this world. Why do you think others can't see it?"

The voice paused for a while, then said: "How do you know she's a little girl? Young people don't have a Adam's apple, so it's normal to have a shrill voice."

"Because you don't have a nose, you can't smell her fragrance."

"..."

"Besides, how can there be such a beautiful young man? His little face is full of collagen, his eyebrows are picturesque, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he pretends to be heroic. Can you feel that girly look even with your eyes closed? Do you think he has a beautiful face? filter..."

"What is collagen? What the hell is a beauty filter?"

"……None of your business."

The voice sighed: "It doesn't matter whether she is a man or a woman. You see, how many people in the world seek immortals and ask, they are so devout, and if they are really destined to be immortals, I am afraid that they will be happy if they kneel for three days and three nights. How can you cultivate immortals?" Just refuse to fix it?"

"I'm already cultivating immortals? You see, I plan to stay up all night again tonight..."

"Is this also called cultivating immortals? Don't fool me by fooling them."

Qin Yi said coldly: "Don't fool me with fooling fools!"

While talking, he casually threw the mace into the foot washing water by the bed.

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness became angrily: "Take me for medicine and for hammering a nail, I won't say anything, and then put me in the footwashing water, I will never end with you!"

The mace jumped out of the water and hit Qin Yi. Qin Yi leaned against the head of the bed and kicked up, hitting the handle of the stick. The mace turned a few times in the air, hit the wall with a "slap", slid down, bounced twice on the ground and stopped.

Strong resentment overflowed on the stick.

"Hey, great..."

"I've said it ten thousand times, my name is Liusu."

"A mace spirit, called tassels... Are these two things in the same style? Who is your original owner, and you can't count 13 in your heart?"

Liusu sneered and remained silent.

Qin Yi asked again: "Bang Bang, do you think these two can deal with the problems in the mountains?"

Ever since Qin Yi crossed over, this mountain has also begun to change. One is that there are more poisonous miasmas in the mountain, and people always get sick when entering the mountain; . The poisonous miasma is not poison, but the spatial resentment brought out by Tassel. The tiger with wings has nothing to do with Tassel, but the result of the "demon-transformation miasma" planted by those two people earlier.

Both questions were related to Qin Yi.

Liusu said lazily: "You are asked to cultivate immortality with me, but you are not willing to learn, otherwise how could you not be able to deal with a tiger who has just started to transform into a demon for a few days?"

"Because it won't kill me, but you will."

It's been a while since time travel, Qin Yi recalled the original scene, and was able to sort out what was going on.

It was Tassel who was seizing the house, just as he was traveling through time, and wanted to devour his own soul directly. As a result, I vomited out the cultural differences that were completely incompatible in my own world, and instead my body was occupied by me. Liusu's soul power accumulated for an unknown number of years became extremely weak due to this severe setback, and retreated into the stick to linger on his last breath.

So Liusu claimed to teach him how to cultivate immortals and help him reshape his body in the future.

But Qin Yi didn't dare to learn.

You must know that the soul of the original owner has been swallowed by tassels, which is definitely not a good thing. God knows if the immortal cultivation technique it teaches has hidden a back door so that it can seize it again? Qin Yi didn't think he was that smart, so he didn't dare to try.

Originally, Qin Yi even wanted to throw away this mace, but he was too curious about the world of practice, so he finally brought it with him. It's weak now anyway, isn't it?

Really fragrant.

Liusu sneered and said: "Anyway, I can tell you that this grievance will soon dissipate, and no one needs to solve it. But this tiger has already started to demonize, and I can teach you how to bind the demon formation, especially if you haven't practiced it yet, it can't be restrained at all." It's too long, and sooner or later it will start to hurt people. To completely solve this problem, you have to practice with me."

Qin Yi pursed his lips, held back for a while before saying, "Anyway, I will always solve it."

Liusu sneered endlessly: "Your method is to spread this fairy tale that no one cares about again, so as to attract immortal seekers to get rid of the tiger?"

"After all, they are more reliable than the villagers. I think the brothers from the Li family seem to be capable."

Liusu smiled and said, "If you want to follow your path, I have a more sure idea."

"What?"

"The brothers and sisters of the Li family are either rich or noble. As long as they are killed under the tiger's mouth, the tiger will be skinned and cramped. There is absolutely no room for survival. Instead, you remind them to run if they are defeated. Tigers will not chase ..."

"Bah!" Qin Yi stood up, ran to the corner of the room, picked up the mace, and stuffed it into the footwashing water again.

Liu Su yelled in the water: "You idiot! If they escape from the tiger's mouth, they will be the first to take out their anger on you!"

Qin Yi ignored it at all, turned around and walked to the corner of the room. There is a small furnace waiting for the fire in the corner of the room, and the clay pot is slightly hot, exuding the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs.

The art of pharmaceutical alchemy and some simple formation arrangements are not only Qin Yi's sideshow to satisfy his curiosity about the practice of this world, but also proof that Tassel hopes to show "I can really teach you how to cultivate immortals". The two sides hit it off in this regard, and one learned Seriously, one who teaches attentively, without rowdy arguments.

Qin Yi stared at the fire for a while, calculated the time silently, took another jug ​​of wine, walked to the window and sipped it.

The sky was completely dark, and the sky was full of stars and moons.

The world is not leaking everywhere, insects stinging and cicadas chirping, and the wine is slightly drunk, Qin Yi has always felt that such an environment itself is almost immortal. Away from the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses, far away from intrigue, how much do the worldly people pay attention to the brilliance of the moon and the fragrance of the fields? Looking for immortals, in the end, what he found was not a deception with ulterior motives like his own.

Qin Yi always felt that if the problems in the mountains could be solved, there would be nothing wrong with living here for the rest of his life. In the previous life, he fell off a cliff and died. Traveling to this point is tantamount to regaining a life. Wouldn't it be good to just enjoy life?

He sang "Good Song", not pretending to be a fairyland, but really seeing a lot of fairy seekers, and expressing his feelings.

"Tell me, how beautiful this night is..." He murmured, as if in his sleep.

Tassel, who was arguing with each other, let out a "sneak", as if disdainful.

In fact, it was for this reason that it always thought that Qin Yi was very suitable for cultivating immortals. He has a very calm aura, no attachment, no arrogance, no thoughts of entering the world and becoming a prince, like a hut can spend his whole life, this kind of person is more suitable for cultivation than those who piously kowtow and insist on begging.

It's a pity he won't fix it.

In fact, God knows, the so-called indifference and indifference to the world, in Qin Yi's world, it's called a house.