Like a deflated ball, Fan Fei carried him directly to the Cloud Rain Cave. Along the way, they paved the road with immortal stones, birds and clouds, and small bridges over flowing water.
This was the fairyland, even more luxurious than the imperial capital. The scholars of the later generations would often write about Li Sao and call it an immortal. They would sit quietly in the bitter tea and cultivate their hearts. Only by eating the bitterness of the bitterness would they be able to become superior. It was pure nonsense.
Originally, Fan Fei had some envy and respect for those extraordinary and sage-like immortals. However, after knowing that in the eyes of immortals, mortal lives were like grass. They were just chess pieces used to predict the ups and downs of troubled times to decorate their own style. Fan Fei was not interested in the so-called immortals.
This was when he saw that he was afraid of leaving his grandson behind. As a teacher, he was sanctimonious. He could not even treat his own disciple with sincerity, let alone unrelated people.
Immortals are like this, why do they sit high in the nine heavens and receive incense offerings from the world?
Fan Fei curled his lips. The fate of mortals should be controlled by mortals. One day, he would definitely chase those scums who played with the world out of the mortal world.
The terrified grandson pitifully transferred the last bit of his immortal energy into a box that had been sealed with immortal energy. Then, he began to squat at the side and cry.
As an immortal, being threatened and enticed by mortals was probably the first time in history. He was lucky that he did not kill himself.
The gold-plated treasure chest made from the wood of the Fragrant Phoebe Tree opened with a loud bang. A golden light shot into the sky. Not to mention the effects of this treasure, just its appearance was definitely dazzling.
He had found a treasure!
Not only Fan Fei, but everyone else was also staring at the Divine Wood Treasure Box as the light faded. In the end, what appeared in the treasure box was only a palm-sized rag.
The material of this cloth was good. It was not even as good as the patches used to mend the holes on the refugees and beggars.
"This…this is a treasure?" Fan Fei did not give up. He picked it up and asked. There was still a moldy smell.
This was just a very ordinary rag. Even beggars wouldn't want it.
Fan Fei looked at Tu Xingsun, who was also puzzled.
This thing had always been regarded as a treasure by Ku Liusun, and he usually hid it well. This was the first time Tu Xingsun had seen it, so he definitely didn't know what kind of "divine weapon" this rag was.
"I don't know, Great King. That old fellow is usually very stingy. We were the ones who secretly found those treasures just now. This fellow is guarding against us every day like we are thieves. He said that he was going to teach us mantras, but in fact, most of the time, we were listening to him brag!”
Fan Fei glanced at the dejected and frightened grandson. Just how much of a failure did one have to be? His disciples were all pointing at their spines and cursing in front of everyone.
Tu Xingsun and the others weren't fools. At this moment, without waiting for Fan Fei to give the order, each of them rolled up their sleeves fiercely and directly pulled the afraid grandson to Fan Fei's side.
"Tell me honestly, what is this thing? How was it used? "Otherwise, we've had a grudge against you for a long time. If we can't help it, we'll take revenge!”
Tuxing Sun felt great. Usually, he would be scolded by the henpecked grandson with a bamboo pole. This time, he could vent his anger.
As expected, following the king was like obeying the will of heaven. This was just the beginning, and he was already feeling better.
The terrified grandson looked at the disciples who were usually abused and fooled by him. All of them were rubbing their fists and rubbing their hands.
He could not help but be terrified. Take the little Daoist for example. He had taught the little Daoist the art of facial reinforcement, and it was half-real and half-fake. He had done it just for fun, but in the end, he had crippled the little Daoist. The little Daoist was more than a hundred years old, but he was still three years old. He was afraid that he would never be able to have sex with a man and a woman in his lifetime. His bloodline could be considered to have no descendants.
" Your Majesty, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything. This piece of cloth is the clothes left behind by Sacred Ancestor Nvywa when she was refining stones to mend the sky. She was burned by the heavenly fire. The power of the immortal spirit and the five-colored divine power of Sacred Ancestor Nvywa are gathered in the cloth. As long as the power of the immortal spirit is injected into it, this piece of cloth can be turned into a boat of immortal clouds that can accommodate nearly a thousand people. It can pass through the clouds and travel thousands of miles in a day.
I was just humiliated by the king and my strength was reduced by half. I was thinking that after the king left, I would take the ship of immortal cloud to find my master and ask him to help me. But now, I have been subdued by the king's holy might and don't dare to have any ill intentions.”
Frightened grandson cried his eyes out. Who could he blame? Sect Leader Tongtian asked him to assist Emperor Xin in exterminating the rebellion in Xiqi. Emperor Xin had come. At first, he was polite. He wanted to show off his power by stepping on the dignity of an emperor in the human world and showing off his status as an immortal. In the end, he was abused. If he went to Sect Leader Tongtian like this, he would be laughed at by his fellow disciples. Perhaps Sect Leader Tongtian would not be able to face him and slap him to death.
He had brought this upon himself. He had to swallow it even if he had to.
His disciples had all fled with Di Xin, and his treasures had all been taken away by him. He had never experienced such a thing in his thousand years of cultivation. Now, he no longer had the right to brag to his fellow daoists about Ding Xingwang of the Jiayun Mountain Sect. He would have to spend the rest of his life alone in the cold pond. He felt like a coward.
The more he thought about it, the more sorrowful he became. In the end, he hugged Fan Fei's ankle and cried,"Your Majesty, you've moved away from Jia Yun Mountain, so there's no need for me to join you.”
This was surrendering!
The plot changed too quickly. Fan Fei was stunned for a long time.
You said that the terrified grandson did not have immortal energy now and was just a bad old man. On the surface, he looked useless, but Fan Fei knew that this old boy had lived for so long, and his brain was filled with dry goods.
"I see that there are many immortal herbs on Mount Jia Yun. Old man, do you know alchemy?”
Hearing this, the terrified grandson hurriedly nodded and said,"Before I joined the Green Touring Palace, I was once a medicine boy with Elder Jun and was obsessed with medicine refinement for a long time. However, this method is profound and I only know a little!”
One or two would do.
If he could refine pills that could increase his physical strength and distribute them to the soldiers in batches, it would only be a matter of time before he destroyed the rebel army of Xi Qi.
"Alright, since you've already submitted to this king, you'll have nothing to do with Green Touring Palace in the future. If you dare to be a fence sitter or harbor ill intentions towards this king, this king will definitely let you die without a burial ground.”
Fan Fei said coldly, and the Diyi Sword in his hand buzzed. Ku Liusun was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
In the end, the terrified grandson stayed behind to plant immortal herbs and refine immortal pills. The little Daoist boy and a few disciples stayed behind to supervise the terrified grandson.
After everything was arranged properly, Fan Fei picked up the cloth in his hand and sniffed it.
These were Mother Nuwa's clothes, and they had been left moldy by her grandson. The fragrance on them was no longer pure. They were truly ruined.
The Celestial Cloud Boat suddenly appeared, and everyone sat on it, heading straight for the Imperial Capital. However, just as they left Jiayun Mountain, they saw a banner flying in the air. On it was a huge " Zhou ", shining with golden light. It was dazzling.
Hehe…Jiang Ziya and Wu Ji must have overheard my whereabouts and gathered an army to intercept me.
He really wouldn't die if he didn't seek death!
"Brothers, do you see the enemy below? This is your chance to show off. Be smart!”Fan Fei chuckled, and Tu Xingsun and the others immediately became fanatical.
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