Fake Immortal Cultivation in Interstellar

The morning sun passed through the gaps between the leaves and fell on Su Ziyang's shoulders, speckled like elves dancing around him.The birds on the surrounding branches greeted the visitor with melodious voices when they saw the visitor who had come to the forest.

"Good morning, excuse me today." Su Ziyang was wearing a sacrificial Hanfu, which matched his jet-black long hair very well. From a distance, he looked like an independent god wandering here inadvertently.

The birds sang more cheerfully, indicating that they were not disturbed at all. This place is far away from the urban area, and it is inaccessible. As long as it is not a vicious villain, they are very welcome, let alone Su Ziyang is so well-behaved.

He continued to walk deep into the forest. Although the Hanfu was extremely elegant, it was obviously not suitable for such occasions as the forest, and he walked very hard all the way.

Master's words sounded in my ears, "Su Ziyang, you are the second generation closed disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect in the 21st century. You are exceptionally gifted in Immortal Cultivation, and you are a rare genius once in a thousand years. You are specially sent to this altar to pay respects to your ancestors. You are qualified."

After the man finished speaking, he walked away without giving him the slightest chance to refuse, and when he was almost at the corner, he turned around and told him, "By the way, the clothes worn during the sacrifice must not be soiled, the ancestors will be angry if they see it. What's more, if you step into the forest, you can't use any spells, you can only act like ordinary people, if you hear it or not, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences~" The tone was very cheerful, it turned out that the majestic appearance just now was just pretending.

After recalling all the words that Master cheated him, Su Ziyang wished he could kill him immediately and rub his head on the ground, "Please explain to me how to wear the all-white Hanfu so that you can walk in the forest and avoid the All kinds of pollution sources without dead ends.”

After thinking about it, he still carefully avoided branches, mud pits, and puddles like an appointment, and finally kept his body clean and came to the sacrificial altar deep in the forest.

Following the steps master explained, saluting, offering incense, offering sacrifices, and after finishing all these meticulously, he bowed deeply to the sacrificial altar again.

"Ancestors, I am Su Ziyang, a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect. If you come here today to worship and do something wrong, I hope the ancestors will point it out. The disciple must repent."

The wind around him was still calm. He knew that he had barely passed the test. Thinking about what to do next, he couldn't help but feel a little headache. What should come still has to come.

"Dear ancestors, since the founding of the country, the aura has been declining day by day, and until today there is nothing left. The master accepted the disciple as a disciple, but the disciple could not cultivate with the method passed down by the ancestors, so the master opened up a new cultivation method for the disciple. Special disciples came to explain."

At this time, the wind was changing and fluctuating. Seeing this, Su Ziyang still bite the bullet and continued, "I changed the cultivation method without discussing with the ancestors. I hope the ancestors will calm down. The disciples have been in the sect for more than 13 years, and they can do a lot for the sect. Few, but I swear on my life that I will protect the treasures of the sect." The last sentence is what he said in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding wind blew wildly. You don't need to guess to know the extent of the ancestor's anger.Sacrifice happens once every hundred years, last time it was fine, this time when reporting the situation of the sect, it is normal for the ancestors to be angry when they learned that the cultivation method handed down has been reversed.

He thought in his heart that instead of dodging, he stood where he was and silently endured the anger of his ancestors.What he didn't know was that the ancestors didn't become angry and changed their cultivation methods against the sky, but that the treasures handed down by anger were not used for real purposes, but were instead protected like fragile items.

The strong wind made him a little unsteady, but he still stubbornly refused to dodge. There was no resentment or fear on his face, and he calmly accepted the status quo.If the ancestor could hear the slander in his heart, he would not be deceived by the appearance, "It hurts so much, I really want to avoid it, bear it a little longer, and it will be fine when the anger subsides."When I got home, I beat up my master first, and then asked for compensation. This is already a work-related injury! '

The leaves are dancing in the wind. If it wasn't for the current situation, he would still be able to laugh and talk, which is so beautiful.

When he was still thinking about asking for compensation, the leaves swirling in the wind suddenly hit him. Adhering to the principle of accepting punishment unconditionally, he controlled his instinct and still did not escape, but closed his eyes tightly.

The howling wind stopped abruptly, and the wind stopped.Slowly opening his eyes, Su Ziyang felt that this time the matter was a bit big - he, traveled through time.