Ancient sacred mountain.
Shui Ming Yuanjun has overcome many dangers and has now used up two of the thunder talismans in his hand.
It was not that he encountered a demon saint, but that he suddenly fell into some kind of dangerous situation. For his own safety and to complete the task as soon as possible, Shui Ming Yuanjun directly used the thunder talisman to blast through the desperate situation.
Finally, following the talisman given by the immortal, he came to a quiet pond, in the middle of which stood an extremely huge old tree.
The old tree had tangled roots and most of its bark had fallen off, exposing its powdery body. There were no legendary immortal fruits on the leaves, only a few scattered green leaves.
The tree withered.
Shui Ming Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward, pressed his hand on the tree trunk, and probed his spiritual sense into it, but it was like entering a quagmire, without any ripples.
There was a dead silence inside, just like an ordinary tree, a rotten tree.
"Little fox, he called you here, didn't he?"
Suddenly an old voice was heard.
Shui Ming Yuanjun subconsciously looked around, and his spiritual sense swept every inch of the nearby space, but did not find anything unusual.
After a brief panic, I felt happy when I came to my senses.
There is still a glimmer of hope for my mission.
He bowed and said, "Senior, I, Shui Ming, have come here to get the immortal fruit at the order of the immortal."
"The fruit of immortality..."
The old voice came again.
"He is immortal, why does he need the fruit of immortality? He couldn't save the people he wanted to save back then, and I don't think he can save them now either."
"The immortals have great powers, and I think I can definitely think of a way." Shui Ming Yuanjun said as he looked for the source of the sound.
Suddenly, the soil under his feet loosened and a short figure crawled out of the soil.
He was a little old man wearing coarse linen clothes, with a tumor on his head, three feet tall, many wrinkles, and walking with a cane.
There was also no breath, as if it didn't exist, just like the dead leaves at your feet.
The more this happens, the more we need to be reverent.
"Come on, take me to see him. It's been nearly 2,000 years. I want to see how much he has grown."
The 570th year of the Xian calendar.
Floods in southern regions, water subsides.
There is an evil spirit in the eastern region, and the Shipping Department is suppressing it.
A man-eating demon cultivator appeared in Yundong City and was killed by the Immortal Sect.
This year is still a year of disasters, but now the human race has mastered the ability to deal with various disasters, so most of them are not considered disasters.
Natural disasters are mediated by the Water Palace headed by the Dragon Clan, and generally do not cause major disasters. Even if they cannot be controlled, the Shipping Department can quickly evacuate people.
Theoretically, the shipping company can currently transport most of the people to escape, provided that they do not bring baggage and are successfully transferred within 12 hours. However, if they do not bring all kinds of food and daily necessities, escaping will be another disaster.
The Shipping Department is responsible for those evil spirits that need to be suppressed by force, and sometimes they will cooperate with the Immortal Sect.
Incidents that occur in cities and where it is not convenient to use large-scale destructive Taoist methods are generally handled by the immortal sects.
At the same time, these three parties are not limited to one place and often cooperate with each other.
Shui Ming Yuan Jun brought back a little old man. Fei Xing Zhen Ren was very confused, but did not ask any questions.
Very few people knew that Taiyin Star Lord was about to die, and he only had the right to know.
Deep in the White Jade Palace, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, in all colors.
When the old man arrived here, the Taoist who was playing chess in the pavilion stopped what he was doing and looked at them.
He slightly opened his cloudy eyes, reflecting an ordinary young man.
For a long time, the two were silent.
Only an intangible and unfathomable energy remained, mediating, wrestling and fighting between the two people.
Taiyin Star Lord felt something, and Zhu Xue seemed to see two balls of air.
Suddenly the old man took a half step back, then looked at himself, then raised his head to look at Li Changsheng, and exclaimed: "The young are formidable. No, it's fellow Taoist. Fellow Taoist is amazing. Hahahaha."
The old man suddenly laughed heartily, then strode into the pavilion and sat opposite Li Changsheng.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, I never thought you would be so impressive today. I am ashamed of myself."
Before long, the reckless young man had surpassed him in less than 2,000 years. For his long life, it was just a blink of an eye.
That year, Li Changsheng broke into the Taikoo Divine Mountain and rushed around, beating anyone he saw, and was almost invincible. Even those so-called demon saints joined forces, but in the end they were no match for him.
Seeing that Li Changsheng was about to destroy the paradise, he had to stop him.
At first sight, he knew that this person was no ordinary person, so he promised to give him an immortality fruit in the future.
But I didn't expect that Li Changsheng was so powerful that he had already reached the state of no form.
"Senior is still a little more advanced than me. I just killed more people and am better at fighting. And your cultivation is not about fighting and being ruthless."
A self-deprecating remark from Li Changsheng.
He was indeed inferior in terms of Taoism, but in a comprehensive comparison, he was still slightly better. Just like back then, the old tree spirit was more advanced than himself, but was not good at fighting, so he was forced to suppress himself.
Now his Taoism is still higher than mine, but the gap is not as big as before, and there is no way to make up for the shortcomings in the fight.
But he is still one of the few strong men in the world.
"In a few years, you will surpass me."
The old man waved his hand and asked directly, "You want the immortal fruit again this time? Is it to save the woman next to you?"
Li Yi nodded helplessly.
The old man took a look at Taiyin Star Lord and was not amazed by his beauty. At his level, there was no distinction between beauty and ugliness.
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