Chapter 218: You Can only Blame Your Bad Luck

riverside.

Cripple Lu was sitting on the grass by the river.

"Why, don't you tell those three little Immortal Emperors that there is also a ninth-grade Immortal Emperor who has also come to this town to pursue the idea of ​​immortality fruit?" In Lu Laizi's mind, the Han Xin Immortal Lord asked him.

Lu Laizi said with a smile: "The sudden appearance of the ninth-grade Immortal Emperor is a huge variable. We may be able to take advantage of him. If the three of them know about it in advance, with their cautious personalities, they will inevitably be prepared."

"Yes, you still have some brains, and you actually thought of it together with me. I have begun to appreciate you a little now." Hanxin Immortal Lord Jiejie said with a smile.

Lu Laizi sneered in his heart, but he still flattered him: "Your Excellency is wise."

"Go and see my longevity fruit." Hanxin Immortal Lord said.

"Yes, sir." Lu Laizi responded hurriedly.

…

Among the mud houses in the small town.

The moonlight passed through the window and shone on the small wooden bed where Dong Changsheng was lying on his stomach.

Looking at the unblooming crabapple flowers bathed in the moonlight by the window, Dong Changsheng grinned and said, "You should bloom next year, right?"

Perhaps it was at night that the young man who was busy with life during the day had time to express his true feelings: "I'm really looking forward to seeing how your flowers will bloom next year. I plan to go to the carpenter in Zhennan to learn the craft and make it for Lv Laizi." A crutch, the old man has always been lame. He would rather spend money on alcohol than buy a crutch himself. He is really an alcoholic.

Mr. Chu's favorite brush for painting seems to be very old. When I learn carpentry, I can make him a new one. There are also many broken chairs in Su Sanniang's restaurant, and I can also repair them. build.

The old blacksmith's health seems to be in good shape, so there's no need to worry about him. From now on, it will be the same as before, just give him fish soup..."

"This brat." Outside the mud house, the one-armed old blacksmith laughed and cursed. It seemed that he was thinking of the boy's fate in three months. The old blacksmith sighed.

Even if he didn't want the longevity fruit, he couldn't stop the other three Immortal Emperors.

"You brat, who made you an innate Taoist body? I can't save you. If I want to blame you, I can only blame your bad luck."

Thinking of this, the old blacksmith cursed, walked into the void a little distractedly, and disappeared on the spot.

Lu Laizi leaned against the wall on the other side of the mud house and took a sip of wine. To be honest, listening to the words from the young man's mouth, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he considers himself not a good person, Dong Changsheng has also watched him grow up. Humans are not grass and trees, and how can they be ruthless? Even grass and trees have feelings. What’s more, immortals and immortals have not escaped from the category of human beings after all. Much more powerful than mortals.

"Why, don't tell me that you are reluctant to kill this kid." Demon Lord Han Xin said with some contempt: "If you don't care for yourself, heaven and earth will kill you. In order to survive, I will even kill your own children. If you dare to betray me, I will kill you." It’s not difficult to destroy your immortal soul first, and then take your body.”

"Cripple, thank you Demon Lord for your teachings." Cripple Lu shuddered.

Lu Laizi believed that he could do what Demon Lord Han Xin said.

After all, people in the devil's path do things in a moody manner, all based on their mood.

"Just understand, remember what I said, things like feelings are the most unreliable. Do you believe that if this kid has the cultivation of an immortal, and the condition is to kill you, he will definitely not hesitate? Only you Only if you are strong enough can you be qualified to pursue such a thing as love." Hanxin Demon Lord sneered. When he was young, he once believed in such a thing as love, but he lost miserably.

Just for a treasure, his eldest brother and his woman teamed up to kill him.

At that time, he became disheartened and killed the two of them directly, chopped them into minced meat and fed them to the dogs.

From then on, the fairy world lost a righteous monk and gained a cold-hearted demon.

In the eyes of Demon Lord Han Xin, all the righteous and demonic ways are actually like birds, and no one can tell anyone else. It’s just that the things that people on the righteous path do are more obscure, and they usually do it for some bullshit, but when it comes to it, it’s not as good as the demonic way. The middle man behaves openly and honestly.

"Yes, yes, yes." At this time, Lu Laizi only dared to speak to Demon Lord Han Xin. He cherished his life. After all, it was not easy to cultivate to the level of Immortal Emperor and be respected by thousands of immortals. He also did not want to lose his life for a mortal boy. How stupid is this?

…

Small courtyard.

Li Zhoujun was sitting on the rocking chair in the yard, his eyes slightly narrowed, his fingers tapping the armrest, thinking in his heart.

There are still three months until the fruit of longevity matures in the young man's body.

There seemed to be nothing to do in the past three months.

Practice?

No need, after all, I have the ability to practice while on the phone. Although my progress is very slow, my practice is not as fast as the ability to practice on the phone.

Bing Aoqing stood at the window of her room and saw Li Zhoujun on the rocking chair in the small courtyard through the window.

Although the night is a bit cool.

Li Zhoujun was wearing a green shirt and looked a little thin sitting in the yard.

But Bing Aoqing wasn't stupid enough to put a thick coat on Li Zhoujun.

Even if the weather were tens of thousands times cooler, it wouldn't be as cold as the Immortal Emperor.

"Ao Qing." Li Zhoujun said.

"Sir." Bing Aoqing heard Li Zhoujun call her and appeared next to Li Zhoujun almost instantly.

"Let's go find out about that young man's identity tomorrow," Li Zhoujun said.

"Okay." Bing Aoqing responded.

"Are you used to sleeping at night?" Li Zhoujun asked.

"Usually when I'm not sleeping, I'm practicing." Bing Aoqing thought for a while.

"Is that so? But Li is used to sleeping at night." Li Zhoujun said with a smile, then stood up and prepared to go into the room to rest.

"By the way, sir, I'm sorry for putting two bags of salt in today's dish. I'll put one bag next time." Bing Aoqing said with a blush.

Li Zhoujun: "..."

So this girl put salt that can be used for several months as a one-time use?

"Let's talk about it next time." Li Zhoujun said, then walked into the room and closed the door.

The next morning.

Li Zhoujun got up, stretched his waist, and walked out of the room.

"Sir, I found out that the boy is called Dong Changsheng." At this time, Bing Aoqing came up and said, "His parents left him when he was young and went out to work. Unfortunately, he never came back. It was the old blacksmith in the blacksmith shop next door, as well as Lu Bozi, Su Sanniang, and Chu Huishan who often helped him and kept him alive. Aoqing thinks that these four people may be the ones who planted the longevity fruit in the boy's body."

"Yeah." Li Zhoujun nodded.

"Sir, do you want to peel off the immortal fruit?" Bing Aoqing asked.

After the immortal fruit and Dong Changsheng's body merged into one, even if the Immortal Emperor wanted to peel it off without hurting the young man, it would take a lot of effort. It would be easier to just refine it into an immortal pill.

"Let's talk about it later." Li Zhoujun smiled.

He also didn't like to give others clear answers directly. If something unexpected happened and he couldn't do it, he would be embarrassed.