The system gives me immortality, and I will eventually become invincible while I’m alive.

It changed the topic and said leisurely: "You are too weak, just like your father, there is no hope of becoming an immortal. Don't have too many desires in your heart, just stay calm."

Hearing this, Qian Wuhen shook his head suddenly: "My father said that immortal cultivators will disappear, so I will just follow my father in farming and never yearn for any immortals."

After saying this, there was an undisguised look of fear in his eyes, and he never had any scheming. The environment here was too clean, without any dirt in the world.

"It's right to listen to your father." Taoist Frog stood on his shoulders and crossed his arms, his eyes showing a hint of vicissitudes of life, "Don't mention this anymore, let me tell you a story."

"it is good!"

Xiao Wuhen picked up the hoe and started to turn up the soil again, while Taoist Frog was talking at length beside him. Hearing Xiao Wuhen work more and more energetically, and the more he worked, the more excited he became.

It's just this hoe that made Mr. Frog take a second look. It smelled like an old thing...

She knew Chen Xun's temperament very well. He was stingy to the point of being stingy. No one else could see these things if he was not a member of his own family. I heard he was the guy who ate in their small realm back then.

Taoist Frog was talking, multitasking, his eyes slightly focused, and he took a deep look at the direction of the waterfall.

After so many years, Chen Xun finally no longer regarded him and Bai Ling as outsiders. He thought about it and started to coax him again. His position as a mountain guardian beast should have gone!

However, it is quite concerned about this little Wuhen, knowing that he is a body of acquired Taoist medicine, and if he goes outside alone, he will have a great chance of walking, and he will not survive for a day.

But all the creatures in the Wuyun Sect know it, and they are all relatives... Even the ancient ferocious beast has come to recognize it, and it is very safe.

It fools others into thinking that the ancient ferocious beast is not dangerous, but a large beast.

As for the immortals, Qian Wuhen has never seen them before. He thinks that his relatives are just like his father, they are all mortals and they will never see immortals at all.

Taoist Frog chatted with Xiao Wuhen for a long time, and taught him a lot of healing techniques under the moonlit night, emphasizing that he should never eat the energy of flesh and blood...

Qian Wuhen looked at Taoist Frog eagerly. He wanted to follow his father down the mountain to earn spiritual stones and buy meat to eat, but he didn't expect that he had a congenital problem with his body bones.

He is also very well-behaved and obedient, and he always listens to advice. He silently suffocates the matter of eating meat. The wild vegetables and fruits are also quite delicious.

Qian Wuhen understands the difficulty of his father even more. He has been weak since he was a child, but one person has dragged him to such a great extent. Even Taoist Frog said that your father has nothing to say to you...

Excellent!

Xiao Wuhen was so moved that he roasted sweet potatoes on the edge of the field and gave two to his Uncle Frog to take to his Uncle Bai Ling. The rest had to be kept by his father.

"Hey, kid, let's go. I'll see you another day."

Frog Taoist Frog Palm was holding a sweet potato that was larger than his own body. It was extremely burnt and radiating heat. As he walked, he shouted, "Learn more from your dad, so that you can travel around the world in the future!"

"Uncle Frog, walk slowly~~" Qian Wuhen chuckled and waved, "I understand."

After a stick of incense, I flew under the waterfall.

Chen Xun sat on the stone and ate roasted sweet potatoes, and patted Qian Wuhen on the back of his head: "Hey, it tastes good, but the cooking skills are still a bit behind your father's."

"Dad, Uncle Frog came and told me a lot of stories today."

"Oh?" Chen Xun smiled, "Tell your dad about it."

Beside the moonlight pool.

Chen Xun put a hand on Xiao Wuhen's shoulder, and the latter relayed what he was saying to Chen Xun, which made Chen Xun laugh out loud. This Taoist frog can play better than this Taoist ancestor...

Gradually, the night got deep.

Xiao Wuhen seemed to be tired, so he lay down on Chen Xun's lap and fell asleep without any fuss. He had been very sleepy since he was a child. Even though he had grown up, he was still like this, but he slept peacefully.

Chen Xun's voice completely disappeared. He quietly looked at Xiao Wuhen lying on his knees and smiled silently. The wind here was very strong and the waterfall was very noisy.

But he has grown up here since he was a child, and has long been accustomed to every sound and flower here.

Chen Xun gently took out a small quilt and covered him with it. He stopped practicing boxing and quietly watched him sleep peacefully.

……

Two years later.

Chen Xun put on an old straw hat, picked up pots and pans, and went down the mountain with Xiao Wuhen, who also carried a lot of things, including sweet potatoes and wild vegetables.

"Aunt Chu Qin, dad and I are going down the mountain!"

"Aunt Huaqian, I can't hold anything anymore!!"

"Uncle Bai Ling, there are enough wild vegetables. I can't finish them. I can't finish them..."

"Uncle Taigu, your body is too big, like a big mountain, hehe~~"

……

Qian Wuhen was saying hello all the way, looking very excited. There were so many relatives in their family, and he could meet many people even if he walked on a small mountain road.

Many little beasts also came to see him off. The pure smile on Qian Wuhen's face never stopped, but he didn't see Uncle Tian Yun. He must have gotten lost...

Qian Wuhen sighed softly in his heart. He actually liked Uncle Tian Yun very much. He felt that his temperament was very elegant. He could tell many great truths when looking at a blade of grass with him.

My own father can’t say it!

However, he often gets lost with him, and sometimes takes him home by himself. He is a very interesting uncle.

Along the way, his father was taciturn and seemed not to have a good relationship with these relatives. He never saw them exchange a word, and Qian Wuhen did not dare to ask any more questions.

My father actually looks quite dignified when he doesn't speak. Although I admire him in my heart, I am also very afraid of him.

He still remembers that when he first started to remember, because he ran around in a naughty manner, his father hung him up in front of the thatched house in front of his home and whipped him like crazy...it had become a shadow in his heart.

And it takes several months to walk this mountain road...

Chen Xun and Qian Wuhen walked around and slept in the open air, and finally walked out of the small mountain road of Wuyun Sect. Of course, they have not yet walked out of the Yuzhu Mountains, but depending on the strength of their feet, it may take decades.

Qian Wuhen was secretly excited and remained enthusiastic about all new things. He could look at an ancient tree for a long time and ask questions about his father.

However, Chen Xun was quite patient this time. He could explain to Qian Wuhen for a long time no matter what kind of flowers, plants or trees it was, making the latter exclaim again and again. For the first time, he felt that his father was so knowledgeable!

It was definitely not what those relatives said. Dad was just an ordinary farmer.

It’s spring and summer again for two years.

There was heavy snowfall on a broad road, with hurried pedestrians and fast cars and horses.

Two small figures gradually came from the hazy distance, one tall and one short. They were wearing thick clothes, only their eyes were exposed, and they were walking slowly on this snowy road.

"Dad..."

"Ok?"

"It's a little cold."

"Get closer."

"it is good."

"Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore."

The short figure slowly raised his head, and the exposed eyes were smiling and feeling warm.

Suddenly, a biting chill hit!

"This smell... I can't bear it anymore."

"It's just a living being in the Qi refining stage, but I didn't expect to bring a peerless medicine to the market!"

"We want this child."

……

Several deep and icy voices lingered in the wind and snow, containing an endless greed. They had unexpectedly encountered a great opportunity in the wilderness!

And there is no aura of strong people around here, and the luck is absolutely prosperous.

These sounds did not reach the child's ears. He was just a mortal with no spiritual consciousness and no sense of defense. He simply followed his father.

tread...

The figure in the shabby straw hat paused slowly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his exposed narrow eyes, and he said calmly: "You guys, maybe you think your lifespan is too long."

The calm and easy-going voice drifted in the biting cold wind.

At this moment, countless ice crystals condensed, like peerless blades. They were suspended in the air, casting a pale shadow, giving people an endless chill, slowly falling from the boundless world...

Right now!

The pupils of those deep figures shrank violently, and the previous arrogance was suddenly frozen in fear.

At this moment, they felt an indescribable fission, as if the entire world was about to be frozen, making their souls and immortal origins tremble.

A strong and shocking sense of fear enveloped them, and just a gentle word was enough to make their livers and gallbladder burst!

Just when they were about to turn around and run away, they realized it was too late...

Their bodies were being cut uncontrollably, and they watched helplessly as their bodies, spirits, and everything else were slowly chopped into pieces by the falling ice crystals, but they could do nothing!

In the blink of an eye, a faint smell of blood lingered in the heavy snow.

The man in the shabby straw hat took the child's hand and continued on the road.

"Dad, what happened?"

"No, maybe there are weak beasts looking for food."

"Oh oh."

The voices of the two people gradually disappeared in the biting cold wind, and their figures were completely covered by the wind and snow, and they disappeared without a trace.

It didn't take long.

A rich blood-colored lake filled the place, and even the sky full of ice and snow could not cover it up. One of them was a late-stage cultivator who had been famous in a small place for a long time and had the appearance of a Mahayana venerable.

In the end, he died tragically on this unknown road, and was later devoured by wild beasts passing by, with all traces disappearing.