Chapter 98 Senior, please speak some earthly language.

"You must be an immortal..." the little boy choked. He had no friends and just listened to many legends about immortals.

"We are really not. Immortals are extremely ethereal, they don't eat the smoke and fire of the world, they save the suffering, and save the world."

"Moo~"

Dahei Niu also kept nodding. They were monks at best, and they were still the ones with the biggest hips.

The little boy's eyes widened. After saying this, the Taoist priest really didn't look like an immortal. It seemed that he was overthinking.

"Young man, do you want to be an immortal?"

"Yes, Taoist Priest. Then no one will laugh at me. Everyone will respect me just like they respect you, Taoist Priest."

"Haha, quite ambitious."

Chen Xun smiled and said nothing more, "Young man, are you full?"

"Eat enough, Taoist Priest."

"Let's go help them clean up."

"Ah? Taoist priest, they will dislike me..."

"Just follow me."

"Yes, Taoist Priest." The little boy smiled innocently.

Chen Xun took the child and Da Hei Niu to the place where they were eating, and actually started to help the villagers clear the tables, chairs and benches.

This frightened the old village chief so much that he quickly said that there was no need for the Taoist chief to do it himself.

Chen Xun couldn't win over everyone, so he ordered the little boy to start cleaning up, but many people's eyes changed when they looked at him, secretly saying that they could no longer tease him.

The next day.

The sun has not yet risen, and the pale blue sky is still dotted with a few scattered stars. The air is filled with the chill of dawn, and everything is pure and refreshing.

The young men in the village were very drunk because of the banquet, and they still didn't wake up.

At this time, two figures were walking in the direction of the rising sun, walking through the light mist without making any sound.

The little boy has long since woken up. He is sitting on the roof. He likes to watch the rising sun the most.

But there was severe shock in his eyes, and even his eyes were trembling.

The little boy saw two figures, it was the Taoist Priest and his evil-driving black bull. They seemed to be walking slowly, but one step was thousands of steps!

His vocabulary was shallow and he couldn't describe the feeling at all. He rubbed his eyes hard.

But in an instant, they disappeared from his sight, and he seemed to hear his rapid heartbeat.

Suddenly the little boy laughed foolishly: "Taoist Master, you must be an immortal..."

After daybreak, the villagers here all found that Chen Xun had left. They were all anxious and wanted to stay on the trail for a few more days.

The young ladies in the village who were over thirty years old were all ready to go into battle in person, but they didn't expect the Taoist priest to slip away.

They all returned home and stayed behind closed doors, secretly feeling depressed for several days.

…

In the following days, Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu walked and stopped, looking around and playing.

However, they did not come into contact with the circle of immortal cultivators. They also traveled around the territory of various major sects and never met even the immortal cultivators.

Time seems to have returned to the days when they were in the mortal world, and there were not so many bad things that came to their doorstep.

Chen Xun was also relieved. He thought that after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, there would be Foundation Establishment Stage monks everywhere. In reality, there were not so many coincidences.

He and Da Hei Niu sometimes sit on the hillside and watch the surging river. Along both sides of the river, there are buildings in this world style, as well as vaguely identifiable ancient kiln sites.

The desolate and thick commercial roads are constantly filled with pedestrians, either densely packed or starry, all revealing the ancient charm.

These beautiful scenery made Chen Xun and Dahei Niu stop and think deeply.

Sometimes I go to see others building bridges and paving roads, and I feel very comfortable. Their moods are constantly sublimating without knowing it.

Sometimes when walking on the field path, I watch an old farmer pulling a donkey cart and push it too.

Every trivial thing seems to be meaningful to the immortal.

However, the big black cow was so envious that he kept mooing. Chen Xun had promised to find him a large piece of fertile land...

This frightened Chen Xun so much that he kept comforting Da Hei Niu, saying that we would look for him when we formed the elixir.

The big black bull believed it again, and they continued on their way.

However, in each place, they only stayed for a few days at most, and then disappeared without a trace. Chen Xun would sometimes paint and sketch the scenery.

But Da Hei Niu's evaluation is that Chen Xun's painting skills are similar to his singing skills.

However, the spiritual energy in most mortal places was not very concentrated, and the Heling Tree was not found, which made Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu feel a little itchy.

But how could Chen Xun not have a backup plan? He brought the Heling Tree saplings with him, but he didn't need them yet.

For the time being, they found a deep mountain and old forest. They had been staying here for a long time. There was no ascension meeting or sect.

There are many wild beasts in the mountains and forests, but in front of the monks in the later stage of foundation building, they are just more meat.

They opened a cave and planned to practice to the perfection of foundation building here before heading to the junction of the two states.

To them, wilderness survival skills are as simple as eating and drinking, nothing more than familiarity.

Da Hei Niu wanted to use a formation to cover up the cave, but was stopped by Chen Xun, saying not to be self-defeating and just let nature take its course. They are just mortals now.

The mountains are sparsely populated and full of tall and dense woods.

They began to live a savage life again, hunting and picking some medicinal materials for health care and seasoning.

Then he cultivated the elixir of Sanyuan Dan every day, and Chen Xun also made elixirs from time to time, and the days passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, they have been in the mountains for a year, adding immortality points to the essence of all things.

The sun is just right today, the sky is blue, without even a trace of flocculation, as if all the colors have been filtered out, and it shines magnificently.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were sitting on the left and right sides of the cave, basking in the sun, with great pleasure in their eyes.

"Old Niu, it's comfortable."

"Moo~"

They half-closed their eyes and felt the breeze. It was so wonderful to live without fighting or fighting.

Chen Xun picked up the water cup and took a sip of the health-preserving tea. It was refreshing. The big black cow also drank it. It was so refreshing!

But at this time, behind a giant tree in the distance was a monk at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, staring at them with sinister eyes.

This person's name is Wang Chuan, a casual cultivator. He has just practiced the flying sword technique and is about to test the sword on others, but he does not dare to kill randomly in the city.

So he came to the mountains to try his luck and find a hunter to try his luck. Mortal life is the most worthless thing.

He just happened to take a fancy to Chen Xun, a 'mortal'.

"Hey, dying in the hands of this immortal is considered your mortal luck."

Wang Chuan chuckled and said, he has never killed anyone before, he must be brave, otherwise he will not be able to walk in the world of immortality in the future.

He had visited just now, and there was no doubt that he was a mortal. In addition, there was a black cow next to him, so he was probably a child of the Orion family.

"rise."

Wang Chuan made a hand and chanted a mantra, and a silver light suddenly came out from his sleeve, which was a small silver sword.

I saw it hovering around Wang Chuan twice. He moved his finger and the flying sword whizzed away, aiming to take Chen Xun's head directly.

call out!

He sneered and began to imagine the miserable situation of this person under his flying sword.

Sudden!

I saw that the man was still very comfortable and calm, but the flying sword with murderous intent seemed to have pierced the air, as if it had pierced the rippling phantom.

After the flying sword passed through, the rippling phantom began to solidify again, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false...

Wang Chuan's face suddenly turned extremely pale, suddenly changed drastically, and the pupils of his eyes shrank instantly, revealing a look of shock and disbelief.

It's over, something big happened!

Wang Chuan's heart sank fiercely. This was definitely not a mortal. Could it be that there are still great monks practicing in seclusion in such a place without spiritual energy? ! impossible! !

Who would act like a pig and eat the tiger in a place like this? ! He kept roaring crazily in his heart.

Wang Chuan's cold sweat trickled down his forehead, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and his body was extremely stiff. He didn't want to die before leaving the battlefield...

The sky is still so blue, and the surroundings are still so quiet, with only the noise of the wind seeming to be present.

"We are just mortals, are fellow Taoists so cruel?"

"Moo~"

Two calm voices came from behind Wang Chuan. The latter's scalp was numb, his pupils had shrunk to a needle, and there was strong despair in his eyes.

He suddenly felt that he had become extremely small, and two huge shadows seemed to be swallowing him up.

Wang Chuan even felt the hot breath behind him. He slowly turned his head with difficulty and suddenly let out a scream: "Ah!!!"

He saw a black cow standing up, its hooves supporting a huge black coffin filled with lifeless energy.

"Senior, I am blind and blind, please let me go!"

Wang Chuan was so frightened that he peed and pooped, and he knelt down with a plop, crying and shouting, whose damn magic weapon was from a coffin!

"Since fellow Taoist disciples are here, should they stay?"

A cold light suddenly appeared in Chen Xun's eyes, "Old Niu, let's do this by opening the coffin."

"Moo!!"

boom……

The black coffin spiraled into the sky, and the coffin panels suddenly opened. Darkness, despair, and a sense of death slowly spread out, and the surrounding flowers and plants began to wither.

As soon as the incense burner was taken out of the big black cow's storage bag, Chen Xun immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, curls of tobacco rising.

"senior!!"

Wang Chuan yelled suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the magic power in his body was suppressed to the point where he could not move at all, "I was wrong, I was wrong!!"

"Into the coffin!"

"Moo~!!"

"ah!!!"

boom!

The big black bull blasted away with a powerful force, and the big black coffin instantly covered the person's head, as if it sucked him in directly, and the coffin board was also covered at the same time.

"Old Niu, please register your merits. This is an evil practice. He kills innocent people indiscriminately. The Buddha will not forgive him."

"Moo~"

A large book appeared in the air, and the big black bull's eyes flashed, and he made a sharp stroke.

"Senior, please speak some earthly language! I'm not dead yet! Senior!!!"

Wang Chuan screamed miserably in the black coffin. His vitality was passing away, his mana was being devoured, and a despair swallowed by darkness filled his heart.

"Please ask fellow Taoist to ascend to immortality!"

"Moo!"

"Ah!! Ah..."

Wang Chuan's miserable screams became smaller and smaller, and the black coffin was already filled with fire, even the ashes were burned away.

Chen Xun snorted coldly, and the big black cow also spat beside him, and even opened the coffin and tipped it over to avoid burning it completely.

One person and one cow arranged the scene again, leaving no trace behind. Even the surrounding flowers and plants were nourished by Shui Ling Jue.