The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

Chi Si didn't want to talk to the fake god at first, but the other party took the initiative to ask him for tea and talk.

"The original body of this dao is the star official of the East Tianmen Guangming Palace, and he descended to the world with the body of the Cai family. I don't know where Chi Daoyou's immortal abode is?"

what name?

Chi Si was taken aback.The other party said a long list, but he didn't catch a word.

Immortal?

He didn't even know there was such a thing.His orthodox inheritance does not have such deceitful talk about ascension.

"Cultivation asked, I haven't ascended yet, and I don't have immortality."

Cai Xingjun hummed, noncommittal.

He caressed his beard and asked again: "Which area in the Nine Heavens does fellow Daoist Chi practice in?"

He will answer this question.

Chi Siyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said contemptuously, "You Tian, ​​Yuquan School."

Cai Xingjun's posture of being a banished immortal shows neither emotions nor anger, and his tone of voice is indifferent and seemingly extraordinary, but his words and sentences clearly express the meaning of judgment.

"Youtian is located in the remote area of ​​Nine Heavens Northwest, and the aura is thin, so it's normal that it's difficult to ascend. As long as fellow Taoists maintain their original intention of asking, one day they will always be able to meet with us in the heavenly court."

Chi Si, who was openly and secretly respecting himself and inferior to others, was stepped on by others?

If he can bear it, he won't be too late.

"I don't know which heavenly realm Cai Daoyou came from?" He asked.

Cai Xingjun's expression was indifferent, and the still water flowed deep and indifferently expressed his ambition: "This way ranks in front of the immortal class, and it is practiced in the Juntian Realm."

In order to preach the scriptures to all the ordinary people at the banquet table, he increased his voice a little: "Juntian is located in the center of the Nine Layers of Heaven, and it is the residence of the Emperor of Heaven. In the Nine Heavens, it is also the market of Wuhua Tianbao, bearing the virtues of heaven and earth, and it is far from other realms." Comparable. Only those with outstanding talents are eligible to enter Juntian."

"Chi Daoyou is far away at the border of Youtian, so he probably won't be able to go to Juntian. If one day I want to return to the upper realm, I can still take my fellow daoists to visit with my respected identity."

"Oh? Really?" Chi Si twitched the corner of his mouth, smiling wildly: "But before I came here, I heard that Juntian Realm has changed hands. The new Juntian Realm Master is still from Youtian, and has some connections with my faction. "

"Did Fellow Daoist Chi make a mistake with half-knowledge? I've never heard of this before."

"That's because fellow Taoist descended to earth too early, and you're ignorant. If you don't believe me, go back to Juntian now, and you'll know that everything I said is true. But if you meet the Lord of the New Territory, be careful. If he hears those words just now Half a word..."

He wanted to say "beware of your ancestors' graves being dug up", but they argued that this was too inelegant to say.

Lang Yin paused slightly: "Beware of thousands of cuts, you can't live or die."

"I met Cai Daoyou once, and I have to kindly remind you of these things."

The two of them uttered their sweet words in a straight voice, secretly stepping on openly slandering and comparing each other, and everyone at the same table could hear it clearly.

However, when gods fight, mortals don't dare to talk too much, they can only pretend not to know, and eat their food in silence.

Cai Xingjun is worthy of being a banished immortal, with a dignified Taoist heart and a high level of self-cultivation.He sat quietly with his expression unchanged, and he was not shocked by favor or humiliation. He stroked his beard and quickly moved on to the next lecture.

"Fellow Daoist Chi is young, so he must not have been in Daoism for a long time, and he has practiced Daoism for less than a hundred years. From my point of view, Fellow Daoist's whole body is innate with true qi, which should be in the realm of condensing qi into a pill."

These words imply that Chi Si's cultivation base is not high.

He stopped talking, didn't say another word, just sat and waited for others to ask.

The people at the table were silent for a while, but some curious people followed his will and asked: "I don't know how many years Cai Xingjun has practiced? What is his realm?"

Cai Xingjun raised his voice a little more, and preached to the crowd: "I have practiced for thousands of years, and my cultivation has reached the Yuanying realm. The so-called Yuanying realm means that I have cultivated the Yuanshen, and I can leave my body and travel in the sky."

He eloquently preached to everyone, implying that he had a high level of cultivation, even though his physical body was sitting here, his soul could come and go freely between heaven and earth.

The county magistrate was amazed.

After finishing speaking, he asked Chi Si again: "I don't know which of the 72 secret arts of the Immortal Gate, Fellow Daoist Chi practice?"

Chi Si has already answered this question many times: "Major in formation." He also knows a little about other methods.

Cai Xingjun is still calm and calm, calm and indifferent: "The secret technique of geomantic omen, Qimen Dunjia, is an art of heresy, and it is difficult to enter the house to prove the way. It is not only to cultivate immortals to seek the way, but also to practice the right way to get promoted."

Immediately, someone asked: "May I ask Mr. Xing, which techniques are more conducive to ascension?"

Cai Xingjun once again preached the scriptures: "One method of formation is really a side door, and it is difficult to save all living beings. One way of practicing mantras, you can fly into the sky and enter the earth through clouds and fog, and you can also catch ghosts and exorcise demons to save the world. The second practice is to practice elixir and medicine, and hang the pot to help the common people."

The county magistrate hurriedly asked him about the way of keeping in good health, the way of immortality.

A table of people respectfully and enviously listened carefully to Cai Xingjun, who came down to earth, talking about how to keep fit, nourish the liver, invigorate the spleen and prolong life.

Leave aside Chi Si, an immortal who can only use heresy techniques and cannot benefit the common people.

Chi Si discussed with others, and the judgment was made, and the difference between cloud and mud was obvious.

He looked sideways, only to realize that Qi Ji had quietly left the table at some point when he was talking to the fake god just now.

Yang Huiyu was not in his seat either.

***

As the moon rises, the path in the county government garden is quiet and elegant.

Qi Ji and Yang Huiyu strolled along the gravel path, one in front and one behind.

Yang Huiyu casually played with the jade flute in his hand, raised his head and smiled lightly: "Young Zhuangzhu is indeed a true immortal who descended to the mortal world, and knows a lot about the affairs of the immortal world."

Qi Ji walked in front slowly, his expression was flat and neither moody nor angry, and he didn't answer in silence.

Yang Huiyu laughed again: "I heard from some doctors in the Imperial Hospital that if a person receives too much stimulation, he will easily develop hysteria."

His voice paused, and there was a sneer in his indifferent eyes, which seemed to have no pity: "An County was hit by a natural disaster. He saw all his relatives and friends die before his eyes, and he was the only one left. His family was broken and he was displaced. All alone, the experience is really pitiful and pitiful.”

Qi Ji still strolled in the courtyard, silent.

Under the moonlight, gentle and elegant eyes reflected light and floating light, like a sharp sword not drawn out of its sheath, without sadness, joy, joy, or anger.

Yang Huiyu talked to himself and then went on, still as if nothing to do with him, aloof and superior: "Actually, that's fine too. He wholeheartedly believes that he is a fairy descended from the mortal world, and those relatives and friends did not die because of it." After the earthquake, he entered the fairy world and is still alive in another world. If he thinks this way, it will be a good thing for him to stay away from the pain in his heart of losing everything and live happily in the dream he wove."

Qi Ji paused.

After a breath, he stepped forward again, still indifferent as if nothing had happened.

Yang Huiyu had a playful smile on his lips: "What are you going to do in the future?"

He paused for a moment, "Ah Ji, the time is almost ripe, you should too..."

Although the words were not finished, both of them stopped and said nothing.

—— Chi Si is here.