4357 The Immortal Caresses My Head

"What?"

Hearing that, Jian Wushuang looked at elder woodcutter and was slightly surprised.

The old man was none other than the young boy with red lips and white teeth who had enjoyed his life and asked Jian Wushuang to tell him stories. He wanted to fight with swords in the pugilistic world and become a sword immortal.

He did not expect that after he came out of seclusion, things had changed. The once naughty child had now become a white-haired old man.

The owner of the teahouse, Nian, who still had his charm, had probably turned into a pile of soil.

Jian Wushuang looked at this person again. He no longer had the innocence of a child and was full of lethargy.

Jian Wushuang could not help but feel that the world had changed.

"You, don't you recognize me?"

Jian Wushuang smiled at him and said.

"Ah..."

The old man was slightly stunned. He first looked at Jian Wushuang up and down. He saw that Jian Wushuang was dressed in fine clothes, his face was Fair and Handsome, and his whole person was full of gentleness and elegance. At first glance, he knew that Jian Wushuang was from a great family.

"Young master, have we met before?" the old man asked, confused.

Before Jian Wushuang could speak, he shook his head and said, "Young master's bearing is extraordinary. This old man has never seen anyone like young master in his life. If this old man had seen one, he would definitely not forget."

"Forgive this old man's poor eyesight, but I really can't recognize it."

Jian Wushuang smiled and made a decision.

Speaking of which, he was able to comprehend the great Dao thanks to this old man's casual question when he was still a child, which opened the key to his enlightenment.

Hence, Jian Wushuang decided to give him an opportunity.

If this person still had a trace of childlike innocence and did not forget the dream of his youth, then Jian Wushuang would enter the path of cultivation through his cultivation method.

If this person has long forgotten his dream, then I will protect him until he lives a hundred years without worry and spend his old age in peace.

"Silly child, let me ask you, do you still have your wooden sword? Do you still want to use your sword and become the famous carefree sword immortal?"

Jian Wushuang looked at him and asked indifferently.

In an instant, the woodcutter trembled and he looked at Jian Wushuang with horror as if he was looking at a ghost.

"You...you're the old immortal from back then?"

Old woodcutter cried out in disbelief. He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

His life had been dull and uneventful. For him, the biggest episode in his life was probably Jian Wushuang, who had told him the story of the sword immortal when he was young.

Even though time had passed and he was no longer young, he still could not forget the 'adventure' he had when he was young.

Even now, in his wooden house, there was a carving of Jian Wushuang and Leng Rushuang, who had turned into old men. Every day, they were worshiped as gods.

"Get up."

Jian Wushuang's expression was calm. He raised his right hand and a gentle divine power immediately gushed out and helped Saint woodcutter up.

"There's no need to kneel, you just need to answer my question."

When old woodcutter heard that, he instantly shuddered and replied excitedly, "Old immortal, the immortal's words back then, this old man...I can't forget it even for a day. I even left the wooden sword at home!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around and pulled out his wooden sword from the woodshed. At this moment, the wooden sword seemed to have aged with him. It was covered with dust, moldy white hair everywhere, and there were wormholes left by insects.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

"Fine, then I'll give you a good fortune today."

"You, come here."

Hearing this, the woodcutter didn't dare to delay. He knelt down in front of Jian Wushuang with a pious expression.

Jian Wushuang stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed it on the old woodcutter's head.

Then, a gentle divine power gushed out from Jian Wushuang's hand and entered old man woodcutter's body. It cleansed his body and transformed him into an immortal.

Pfft pfft pfft.

Slivers of sticky and stinky black liquid gushed out of old man woodcutter's body.

These were all hidden injuries that had been left behind in old man woodcutter's body for many years, as well as aging cells and so on.

The immortal touched my head, tied my hair, and received longevity!

For the current Jian Wushuang, it was extremely easy to reverse the life and death of a mortal.

Old man woodcutter's entire body trembled. He could feel that his aged body that was usually filled with lead was recovering his youth at an extremely fast speed and reaching his peak state!

"A miracle! This is a miracle!"

Old man woodcutter shouted in his heart. He looked at Jian Wushuang with even more respect.

After a while, Jian Wushuang withdrew his right hand.

Looking at old man woodcutter again, his entire person had already undergone a monstrous change. Although he was still old and his face was still full of wrinkles, the essence, Qi, and spirit that exuded from his entire body were even more exuberant than when ordinary people were young.

Then, Jian Wushuang flipped his right hand again and a cultivation method appeared in his hand.

Jian Wushuang said calmly, "An old steed in hiding, with ambitions of a thousand miles, a martyr in his twilight years, with a strong heart. Today, I'll give you some good fortune. You only need to comprehend it day and night and search up and down to open the door of longevity. You can be the sword immortal you wanted to be when you were young. This can also be considered as the karmic fate between the two of us."

"Thank you for the gift, immortal!"

Instantly, tears welled up in old man woodcutter's eyes. He kept kowtowing to Jian Wushuang and made muffled sounds.

When he raised his head, his eyes were empty. The immortal couple was already in front of him. Only a scroll of cultivation technique was left in front of him.

"They've already left?"

Old man woodcutter was slightly absent-minded, and then he carefully put away the cultivation technique.

He closed the tea stall and closed the wooden door.

From then on, this unknown galaxy in the desolate region of the universe lost old woodcutter but gained a white-haired sword immortal!

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At the same time, in the starry sky of the universe, outside of that unknown star field, a universe boat was passing away into the vast sea of stars.

In the blink of an eye, the universe boat disappeared from this star field.

"Husband, where are we going now?"

Leng Rushuang asked in universe boat.

Jian Wushuang pondered for a while and then replied, "If I remember correctly, the Great Clan Gathering is about to begin."

After a pause, Jian Wushuang continued, "I've heard that the soil of breath has appeared on Planet Tianhuang. Let's go there and see if there's any connate Earth Qi. It'd be best if we can collect the complete connate five elements Qi before the universe banquet."

"Because I don't think I'll have time after the Great Clan Gathering."

Leng Rushuang raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Jian Wushuang did not reply. Instead, he turned to look at the depths of the universe, where the top forces stood. The corners of his mouth gradually curled up into a cold sneer with a strong killing intent.