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

"Senior, please accept these two Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruits. These are the supreme treasures of our Endless Mountains."

A demon ancestor suddenly spoke and took out a medicine box made from a thousand-year-old crane spirit tree from the storage ring, "We don't have much left in the demon ancestor palace."

The other three Demon Ancestors had a look of pain in their eyes, but there was no way they could be disrespectful to each other. This senior should treat them like this.

Qi Hao could only sigh softly. The treasure medicine that could break the heads of monks in the outside world was delivered to the ancestor like this. This immortal's cultivation is really different from them.

The medicine box was slowly opened, and a refreshing fragrance came out.

The Taiwei Purple Immortal Fruit is as big as a fist, emitting a lavender light, and is even slowly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

Its entire fruit body is wrapped in purple light, and the spiritual energy even has a beating feeling around it.

Moreover, its body has a series of magic patterns, as if it were engraved by heaven and earth.

Chen Xun has seen many elixirs, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange elixir.

This can be called a treasure of heaven and earth, made of the best of heaven and earth.

But he shook his head gently: "Everyone, please take this thing back. This is not the purpose of my coming here."

The Western Demon Ancestors were surprised when they heard this. This is a thousand-year lifespan...the biggest secret in the endless mountains. They don't believe that any monks can take lifespan lightly.

They carefully observed Chen Xun. There seemed to be no greed in this senior's eyes, which was too strange.

Qi Hao's thoughts were the same as theirs, and he couldn't see through this person at all.

When I first picked it up, I was ecstatic and like crazy, even though the real experience was not as easy as I said.

"I only need a branch of the Taiwei Purple Immortal Tree. I wonder if you can do it for me. I don't want to cut off the roots."

"Senior...you don't know something. This immortal tree cannot be transplanted. It has even begun to decline. Its essence is being depleted. It may not wait for the next ninety thousand years."

A demon ancestor sincerely explained that every time the fairy tree bears fruit, it consumes its own essence, "A branch may be useless to seniors."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just take a look. I won't be interested in this fairy tree, so don't worry."

Chen Xun looked around at the Western Demon Ancestor with kind eyes, "I am just curious about this thing about cultivating immortals. You are still young and may not understand."

"Senior, please be sure to accept a Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit!"

"That's right, senior, please accept it!"

The Demon Ancestor of the West was horrified. Chen Xun said that you are still young and almost broke his defense.

There was no more pain in their eyes, as if Chen Xun didn't accept it, then they would kneel down and beg him.

"Okay, of course it won't dissuade you."

Chen Xun waved his hand to accept the medicine box, and the satisfaction in his eyes was even greater, "The Great Demon Clan is much better than I imagined. I will remember you."

The Western Demon Ancestor was overjoyed when he heard this. He stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Thank you, senior!"

"I'm waiting for you here. I won't intrude on your clan's ancestral land."

"Senior is too polite!"

They are somewhat unable to express their admiration. They can only say that this ancestor of Wuyun deserves to be called a great master of the human race!

If a senior like this doesn't become a God of Transformation, who can become a God of Transformation? !

They immediately left and went to prepare. The surrounding big monsters also bowed their hands and bowed respectfully. They didn't know that their backs were covered in cold sweat. The giant palm that covered the sky just now had dispersed the spirit of all the big monsters.

"Qi Hao."

"Ancestor, tell me."

"You give this Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit to Jiang Xuechen from the Moon Tower. I have an old relationship with their ancestor."

"Disciple understands!"

Qi Hao nodded and solemnly took the medicine box. It has a life span of five hundred years!

"If you accept these two Chaoyuan Scarlet Treasure Fruits, they can replenish your declining energy and blood."

Chen Xun stood up, patted Qi Hao on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "The boy is pretty good. Now he can protect the Wuyun Sect from the wind and rain."

Qi Hao's eyes showed determination, and he responded sonorously and forcefully: "Back then, the seniors protected the disciples on their journey to immortality, and now they naturally have to protect these juniors on their journey to immortality, otherwise they would not be able to become such immortal cultivators."

"Haha, I'll leave this endless mountain range to you."

Chen Xun had a peaceful expression on his face and liked these Wuyun Sect descendants very much. "We are about to travel to the West. I will explain everything to Liu Han and the others."

"Ancestor..."

"Go, don't worry, you no longer need my protection now, you can all take care of yourself."

"Thank you, ancestor, for saving your life back then!"

Qi Hao seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage and has not forgotten it even now, "I will have no regrets in my heart to see you again in my lifetime."

Chen Xun nodded gently, with a friendly aura, as if he had blended into the world, slowly turning into a shadow.

"If Senior Brother Lefeng could see the Wuyun Sect today, it wouldn't be a waste of time for him to live in this world, haha..."

In an instant, a hearty laugh shook the forest and gradually followed the figure away.

Qi Hao had strong respect in his eyes. He stood there with his head bowed and his hands in hand, and did not leave for a long time.

……

Five days later, Chen Xun suddenly appeared at the place where the ancestor of the Danding Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects in the Qian Kingdom, was enthroned.

It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has pleasant scenery. It is a treasured Feng Shui place for burial.

It was late autumn in Qian Country, but the sunshine was still warm, and occasionally a few yellow leaves fell, mottled the ground with melancholy.

The years are long, but there is always a kind of soul-to-soul understanding. In the long autumn sky, Chen Xun comes as promised with a tea cup in hand.

Naturally, the monks guarding here could not find him. At this time, the breeze came slowly, and he walked to a tombstone, Zheng Yi.

In a daze, he seemed to see in his eyes the look of the little old man holding his beard hurriedly saying goodbye to them.

"Zheng Yi, I'm back again, and I didn't disappoint you."

With a smile, Chen Xun sat cross-legged in front of the tomb and took out two small teacups. "The territory of Dali is indeed very vast. I have not even covered one ten thousandth of it."

"However, I reported my name among the Baili clan, Qian Guo Chen Xun."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and said, "I forgot to drink this tea with you at first, so it's not too late to come today."

Chen Xun's eyes showed a slight trace of vicissitudes of life. When it came to alchemy, Zheng Yi taught him a lot of experience and shared many unique elixir recipes with him. He was half a teacher.

"If we can clear the way forward, I will still be Chen Xun from the Qian Kingdom in the Three Thousand Worlds. I will come back to see you when I am famous."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the small tea cup and threw it on the ground. With a smile on his face, he stood up and handed over his hands, "Let's go, take care of yourself along the way."

Traveling in the world, you will always meet many different kinds of people. Although Chen Xun and Zheng Geng met unexpectedly, no matter how high the mountains are or how long the rivers are, there is always a trace of warmth in his heart.

call...

The years are like wind, and that figure seems to follow the years and the breeze in the mountains, never to be seen again.