The system's teleportation light beam descended. Zheng Zijian stood in the holy white light like a god who had descended to the mortal world. He said regretfully to Zhou Botong,"Since you have no fate with the path of immortality, why should I force you? I originally wanted to go to the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch. Forget it, forget it, I'm going…”
In the next moment, the blinding white light suddenly disappeared. Zhou Botong rubbed his head and eyes. He looked over with his eyes wide open. The place was already empty. There was no trace of the youth.
The immortal had left…
It was over…
Zhou Botong was a little annoyed. He paced back and forth in the room, scratching his head constantly. Thinking of the scene of the divine light falling from the sky, he was already certain that if it was not an immortal descending to the mortal world, how could there be a holy white light? How could all of this be explained?
Looking at the white snow outside the window, he fiercely punched his mouth and stomped his feet in anger. He hated himself for being a disappointing fool. The old immortal came to take him as a disciple. He actually doubted him when he encountered such a once-in-a-lifetime immortal encounter. It was too late to say anything now. The old immortal had already been angered away by him. He really regretted it.
Staring at the portrait of the Three Pure Ones Patriarch, Zhou Botong had mixed feelings.
He regretted it!
He was depressed!
Thud! Zhou Botong knelt in front of the portrait of the Three Pure Ones Patriarch and began to pray sincerely. He hoped that the Three Pure Ones Patriarch would show up and help him put in a good word for the old immortal, so that the old immortal would come back and take him as his disappointing disciple. From then on, he could also cultivate immortal techniques and play with whatever he wanted. How fun would that be?
In the real world.
A ray of white light shot through the layers of white clouds and descended on the sky above Mingzhou City. It accurately shone on a taxi and finally landed on the passenger seat. Zheng Zijian's figure suddenly appeared on the originally empty seat. He still had his eyes closed.
At the same time, the frozen real world continued to operate.
The driver drove the car to the outer ring and turned to look at the young man beside him. He saw that the latter was resting with his eyes closed. He looked tired and gave off a feeling of dust.
"Brother, isn't it tiring to go home for the New Year? It's not easy to buy tickets for the Spring Festival, right?”The driver smiled honestly.
Zheng Zijian slowly opened his eyes and smiled."Mount Zhongnan."
"Mount Zhongnan?" The driver was confused. Then, he laughed foolishly."I've never been to Mount Zhongnan, but I've been to Mount Tai once. The scenery is beautiful, but there were too many people. I almost died from the crowd.”
Zheng Zijian chatted with Master Driver for a while and then closed his eyes to rest. He said that he wanted to rest for a while, but in fact, he was logging into the martial arts system in his mind. He was anxious to check Zhou Botong's movements. As soon as he logged in, he asked the system what the old naughty boy was doing.
"Ding! Zhou Botong was kowtowing in front of the portrait of the Three Pure Ones Patriarch, praying for the patriarch to appear so that his master could appear again and take him as his disciple.”
Hearing this, Zheng Zijian couldn't help but laugh. This old brat was really funny. He actually thought of such a way. He burned incense and prayed to Buddha to beg him to appear. It seemed that he already believed that he was a god. What was he waiting for? It was more important to appear in front of him as soon as possible. First, he would take in this silly and cute disciple, then sell the counterfeit phone to him. After completing the system's sales mission, he would be able to earn points. With this silly disciple, Quan Zhen Sect would still be under his control. By then, whatever Nine Yin Mantra, whatever Innate Divine Technique, whatever Clear Sky Fist, they would all be in his hands. Just thinking about it made him feel that it was too secretive.
"System, the time is ripe. Teleport me to the old urchin.”Zheng Zijian immediately ordered.
Zheng Zijian suddenly thought that it was not good for him to return empty-handed. He was not convincing enough, so he took out a bunch of grapes from the suitcase. This was the fruit he had prepared earlier. He wanted to eat it when he took the long-distance bus.
Zheng Zijian placed the grapes into the system's backpack and ordered the system to activate the teleportation, teleporting him to Zhou Botong.
After the countdown ended, the white light descended again. Zheng Zijian, who was in the passenger seat, disappeared. The real world froze again, and time stopped at this moment.
Condor Heroes World, Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace.
In the ancient meditation room, Zhou Botong devoutly knelt in front of the portrait of his ancestor. He sincerely kowtowed and kept praying, hoping that he could see the immortal again. He wanted to kowtow in front of the immortal and admit his mistake, and promised that he would never do it again. As for begging the Great Immortal to take him as a disciple, he did not even dare to think about it. He only hoped that the Great Immortal would forgive his ignorance and offense and not punish him.
Suddenly, a blinding white light descended from the sky, filling the entire meditation room with white light. The dazzling light pierced Zhou Botong's eyes, causing him to feel a sharp pain. It even made him feel like he was going blind. However, he did not feel any pain at all. Instead, he jumped up happily. In his eyes, this white light meant that the old immortal had arrived, so he didn't care if it was dazzling or not.
Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong! Zhou Botong frantically kowtowed towards the white light, simply like pounding garlic. He was so happy that he didn't know what to do, so he kept kowtowing. He was even happier than winning the Nobel Prize.
The holy white light slowly disappeared, and a familiar figure slowly walked over, standing in front of Zhou Botong, looking down at him and saying,"I heard your prayers in front of the statue. You were very sincere and touched me.”
Hearing this, Zhou Botong was so excited that he almost fainted. The Great Immortal was indeed powerful. He even heard his prayers and praised his sincerity. It seemed that there was hope for him to learn from him. Fortunately, he did not give up and persisted in praying. He finally moved the Great Immortal. Today's happiness was not easy to come by. She had to cherish it more.
"Great Immortal, please take me in. I want to be your disciple.”Zhou Botong raised his head and looked at the other party with tears in his eyes.
Zheng Zijian shook his head and pretended to be unfathomable. He said,"Whether or not I want to take you in as a disciple is not up to me. This depends on your spirit root and immortal fate.”
"Spirit root? Immortal encounter?" Zhou Botong was confused and could not understand the Great Immortal's words at all. The more he could not understand, the more profound he felt.
Zheng Zijian pretended to be mysterious and did not explain anything else. Instead, he took out a bunch of grapes and placed them in Zhou Botong's hand."I picked these grapes when I passed by the Eastern Sea Immortal Island. Eat them first, then we'll talk about the rest.”
Zhou Botong couldn't help but turn his head and look out the window. He looked at the white snow outside, the snow and ice on Mount Zhongnan, and the bunch of grapes in his hand. He was really shocked.
It was the middle of winter. Thousands of miles were frozen and thousands of miles of snow were floating. You couldn't even find a leaf, let alone a bunch of grapes. The Great Immortal was indeed a Great Immortal. It had only been a short while, but the Great Immortal had already gone to the East Sea. Who could do such a great divine power that could travel everywhere and dominate the world?
All in all, the Great Immortal was truly remarkable and had boundless magical power!
The grapes of the immortals were not ordinary. Zhou Botong had eaten grapes for his entire life, but he had never seen such a big one. It was really crystal clear, big and round. Just by looking at it, one could tell that it was delicious. This kind of immortal fruit would definitely prolong one's life after eating it.
Zhou Botong was really pleasantly surprised!
Of course, he didn't know that with the help of modern technology, eating vegetables and fruits in winter was a trivial matter. As for the grapes growing big and round, it was all thanks to fertilizers and pesticides.
At this moment, this bunch of grapes bought from the street stall, in Zhou Botong's eyes, was no longer as simple as a fruit, but a heavenly treasure that only immortals could enjoy. It was definitely an immortal treasure that could not be wished for. One bite would definitely make one live as long as the south mountain.
Zhou Botong carefully plucked a grape and put it into his mouth to chew slowly. The taste was sweet, and he felt that the juice was rich and delicious. He didn't think it was enough after eating one, so he plucked two more to taste.
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