I became a peerless master

Chapter 300 Nobody Thinks It's a Bad Thing

Chapter 300: No one thinks it's a bad thing, right?

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. It's time for me to go."

"If there is a chance, I will definitely be like a cow and a horse in the future to repay the overwhelming kindness of my predecessors."

In the grocery store on Qingshiban Street, Song Ye showed a gentle face, and politely listened to the handsome young immortal cultivator in front of him say goodbye.

For two full days, Zhuge Wuming, who fell into a coma again because of Chen Laoxian's methods, woke up completely.

Although this guy's inexplicable "title" for him still hasn't changed, and he even kowtows and kneels frequently, but the meeting is fate.

What's more, it's time to part.

In fact, since this morning, Song Ye had vaguely guessed that this boy should be leaving.

Because Erya, who got up early and practiced, told himself that he seemed to feel aura fluctuations in the guest room where this guy lived.

Erya is also an immortal cultivator, and she is still on the 99th floor of Qi training. She felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy, so it is naturally not fake.

In the comatose Zhuge Wuming's room, there was a sudden movement of spirit energy, without even thinking about it, it must be Chen Lao who undid the magic of the immortal family on him and woke him up from his comatose state.

That's right, with such a big commotion in Binhe, it's time for Mr. Chen to come back.

Thinking of what happened in Binhe in the past two days, Song Ye couldn't help but feel depressed.

Just two days ago, on the day Zhuge Wuming woke up suddenly, something serious happened to Binhe again.

It is said that on that day, a serious fairy appeared, and fairy rain fell from the sky, blessing the entire Binhe City.

And unlike any previous miracles, the rain two days ago was simply miraculous to the extreme.

Old Master Cheng, an old man with profound knowledge of cultivating immortals, even gave an explanation: because Dazezong made meritorious service in eliminating demons and defending Taoism, it moved the heavens, so the fairy rain was sent down to bless the entire Binhe City.

When the old man said this, it was said that he said it in a strong and masculine voice.

He was already seventy or eighty years old, but in the rain two days ago, he actually rejuvenated and returned to the physical condition of middle age.

Immortals slay demons and the heavens are touched, and blessings come from heaven.

After a rain, the old people in Binhe returned to their youth, the young people were as strong as cattle and all diseases were cured, and even some mortals who had just died and were lying in coffins miraculously came back to life.

This is not the most outrageous thing. What makes Song Ye desperate is that after the rain, many ordinary people who did not have celestial roots have celestial roots as if they were born again.

Among other things, the neighbors on this Qingshiban street alone have produced five or six immortal cultivators. They just worshiped under the Daze sect yesterday, and they completely rose to prosperity and got rid of their mortal bodies.

What makes Song Ye angry the most is that the old man who often buys scones from him for breakfast has grown old, let alone dozens of years younger, and the gods have also appeared fairy roots.

He who pushed a cart and sold cakes all his life, ran to apprentice with Da Zezong in a desperate manner, and he really got started.

Blessed is the heaven, such a thing comparable to good luck happened to me.

Song Ye even thought that if he had been in the rain two days ago, he might be a cultivator with immortal roots now.

To be honest, he really didn't think he was any worse than Old Yang.

However, Song Ye was in the grocery store that day, listening to Zhuge Wuming playing the guqin music in memory of Fairy Yingyue.

I even praised this guy for his good temperament level.

The whole afternoon was wasted in the grocery store, and I didn't even have time to go to the door to take a look.

What is the deep malice from the whole world.

This time, Song Ye really realized it.

Presumably in this nonsense world, because the young master is out of place as a traveler, all the mysteries related to cultivating immortals have been properly calculated so that young master has no chance.

You bastard thief, why did I provoke you?As for being so targeted?

Complaints and despair are intertwined. It has been nearly 20 years. The biggest miracle Song Ye knows about the world of cultivating immortals is so inexplicably missed.

If it hadn't happened many times before, Song Ye's mentality would definitely explode in this wave.

It is precisely because of experiencing this kind of miss again and again, and feeling that he has no destiny to cultivate immortals, Song Ye slowly accepted the fact while making complaints.

The main reason is that it’s useless if you don’t accept it. Could it be possible to bite the sky?
Since it was because of Dazezong's contribution to slaying demons and eliminating demons that created a blessing two days ago, Chen Lao, who led the team to do business, should naturally come back.

So Zhuge Wuming's drowsy fairy spell was lifted, which was completely expected.

The aura fluctuation in his room this morning must have something to do with Chen Lao.

Maybe the immortal cultivator's incomparably miraculous ability has already called him to leave through sound transmission or something.

As for why Mr. Chen didn't come in person, Song Ye could also understand.

My place is just a mortal residence, and there are some things of secular literati and refined scholars.

On weekdays, Mr. Chen came to discuss his hobbies, and there would be no problem, but if the "fruit" of his romantic debts when he was young was discovered by the young master, it would be different.

Maybe the strong female cultivator in Osawa Sect who had just reconciled with Mr. Chen not long ago would hold a grudge against him for this.

The sound transmission asked Zhuge Wuming to take the initiative to meet him, and completely removed the young master from this matter.

Although the old man is a bit scumbag, it is no problem to be friends.

"Brother Wu Ming, you're welcome. If you can think of me in the future, just come back and have a look."

"I'm just an ordinary mortal. I don't deserve the title of 'senior', let alone being treated like a cow or a horse."

He bowed his hands back in a very gentle manner. Although the same words had been repeated many times, Song Ye still seriously stated that he was just a small mortal.

Just kidding, a cultivator like Zhuge Wuming never tires of respecting himself, so what if he, a respected person, is more humble.

Although it is indeed a bit easy to let a senior immortal cultivator show a little respect, but the malicious blow from the whole world has already made Song Ye unable to float.

"senior!"

Zhuge Wuming was touched again by the extremely gentle aura on the opponent.

Standing in the top position without being arrogant, no matter who he gets along with, he is so natural and humble like a mortal. The realm of this senior is really too high.

With this kind of bearing, he deserved to reach an incomparably high level.

In fact, it’s right to think about it carefully, what a terrifying existence Senior Song is, and I, Zhuge Wuming, have no right to put forward such requirements as "being a cow and a horse" and "serving the left and right" in front of others.

No one would still think that it is a bad thing to be a door boy at Senior Song's place...

(End of this chapter)