Zhao Chuanxin saw through his thoughts and curled his lips and said: "You are almost sixty, what kind of magic do you still learn?"

Zhao Yixian: "Zhao Shenxian, I am thirty-seven this year."

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Yixian looked at Benjamin Goldberg: "What does it say?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "If you are middle-aged and mature, you will be a late bloomer."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

I’ve heard of young adults, but I’ve never heard of middle-aged adults.

Can even a dog bury me?

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Afraid!" Zhao Yixian responded loudly.

"How can you scream so confidently even if you're afraid of death?"

Zhao Yixian smiled obscenely: "You must cultivate immortality only if you are afraid of death."

Zhao Chuanxin said, "But Master Dao, I'm going to do the business of licking blood with the tip of a knife."

"As long as you survive the disaster..." Zhao Yixian looked solemn: "Then you really won't die."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

When Huang Juzhong heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved.

This experience of the ghost father's ghost left him with lingering fears.

He asked: "Master Dao, how long will you live?"

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky forty-five degrees: "Master Tao, I was born during the Kaiyuan period."

But I thought in my heart: The sunset travels thousands of miles, but the morning glow does not go out. I thought it would rain today.

Huang Juzhong licked his fingers: "I am a god in the era of Emperor Xuanzong and Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty. Haven't I lived for more than 1,160 years?"

He hurriedly bent down and bowed deeply: "Master Dao, I would like to ask you to teach me how to practice magic..."

Immortality, even Qin Shihuang wanted it.

Zhao Chuanxin, however, said with a stern tone: "First do good deeds for your Huang family for ten years before you say anything else!"

Huang Juzhong's eyes showed a firm look: "It's settled, where will Huang go to find his father in ten years?"

Zhao Chuanxin said perfunctorily: "Today, ten years later, if you fulfill your promise at this time, Taoist Master will appear, no matter when and where."

At this time, no one present could have imagined that Huang Juzhong would actually meet Zhao Chuanxin again ten years later.

Zhao Yixian took advantage of the opportunity and hurriedly asked with a pleading look on his face: "Zhao Shenxian, then I..."

He was not afraid of death, so what else could Zhao Chuanxin say: "Follow me."

Zhao Yixian fulfilled his duties and said to Huang Juzhong before leaving: "Mr. Huang, if you have trouble with me, please hire someone else. Zhao has gone to seek immortality."

In Huang Juzhong's envious eyes, Zhao Chuanxin, three people and one dog, Shi Shiran, left.

Huang Juzhong was in a daze for a while, then hurriedly turned around and said to his family: "Send people quickly to spread the news about what happened last night. We must make it known to all the gentry in Qinzhou."

The concierge said awkwardly: "Sir, the news spread last night."

"..." Huang Juzhong patted his head: "Is there any bridge that needs to be repaired recently? Is there any road that needs to be repaired? Are there any victims who need to be given soup?"

The concierge scratched his head after hearing this.

There has never been a good person in the three generations of the Huang family.

How come Huang Juzhong’s generation turned sexual?

Huang Juzhong murmured to himself: "It is true that virtue is only regretted when it is used, and it is difficult to realize the difficulty only when good deeds are accumulated. From today on, our Huang family is a house of accumulated good deeds. No one is allowed to do anything unethical, otherwise they will be kicked out of the door!"

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Huang also wants to live forever..."

Concierge: "..."

It's a mistake to take the wrong medicine.

……

After leaving the Huang family mansion, Zhao Chuanxin had to rely on No. 11 to walk.

Qinjiang water is said to be suitable for making wine.

The scenery on both sides of the strait is excellent, with the water extending in all directions and spreading into the dense forests on both sides, covered with red and green, and swaying with lush greenery.

In the banana forest of Liyuan, there are European egrets spreading their wings. The rising sun is brilliant, and the river is like a neon dress.

The water color is ink, the waves are covered with golden light, and the waves contain the flying boat.

Both the master and the apprentice, plus the rice cook, found it very enjoyable to watch.

He has traveled all over the world, and now he is no longer an ordinary dog, he is very knowledgeable.

Ganfan shouted toward the river: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This bird is called a Demoiselle Crane. Raising it is useless except for its beauty. We might as well raise some crows or something."

"Woof woof woof..."

"You also know how to drive a crane to the west. They say that immortals are accompanied by cranes. In fact, this bird is also very stupid. When we have a chance, we will go to Africa to catch gray parrots and raise them for you."

Zhao Yixian was dubious when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "This dog can also raise birds?"

"Woof woof woof..."

"What did he say?"

Translated by Benjamin Goldberg: "Ganfan said it has a name. Don't talk about this dog or that dog. You are really uneducated than a dog."

"I'll blanch..." Zhao Yixian jumped angrily.

This dog is really choking.

But after all, I didn’t dare to see it like a dry rice. After all, this is an extraordinary dog. A dog under Zhao Shenxian, maybe it is a super-grade dog.

Benjamin Goldberg stood on the side of Zhao Chuanxin and asked in a low voice: "Master, how on earth did you manage to play three roles by one person in the Huang family mansion?"

Bull head, horse face and old lady Huang, how can they not be triangles?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch. There was still time, so he said to his apprentice in a leisurely manner: "Those who have bad deeds have no excuses, but those who are upright and upright like a master are full of mouths. Listen..."

There is a group of mynas on the tree nearby, pulling their necks and making monotonous calls, occasionally tactful and quite crisp.

The palm of Zhao Chuanxin's left hand suddenly made a similar sound, but the tune was crisper and more varied, combining the sounds of some of the most beautiful birds in the tree.

The sound is so loud that it’s hard not to attract the birds’ attention.

Benjamin Goldberg looked at Zhao Chuanxin with his mouth tightly closed and his Adam's apple not moving. But the sound clearly came from him.

Not long after, a myna was attracted by the sound and flew down from the tree. It circled around Zhao Chuanxin's head and flew back to the branch.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to make the sound of birdsong and stretched out his left hand.

I don’t know what kind of magic this song has. For a moment, two mynas were attracted, circled twice, and landed on Zhao Chuanxin’s palm.

Benjamin Goldberg felt that unexpected things always happened when traveling with Master.

Zhao Yixian's thinking is now very simple. He praised: "It must be that he was attracted by Zhao Shenxian's fairy spirit. Even the birds want to get close to him."

Anyway, as long as you learn the immortal method, one method can be used to master all methods, and you can be sure that you are right with consistency.

Benjamin Goldberg looked at him like a staff.

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Zhao Chuanxin shook his wrist, and Brother Myna flew up.

While talking, we arrived at the ferry.

The boatman is looking at the sky.

Zhao Yixian shouted: "Boatman, I'm waiting for three people to cross the river."

The boatman nodded: "You guys, please hurry up and cross over. It's going to rain."

Zhao Yixian was confused: "It's not like that."

The boatman called them on board, held up his pole and said, "There will be no mistake."

Zhao Yixian curled his lips, meaning: We each reserve our opinions.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a group of not very big but very beautiful fish swimming on the river.

This is the horsemouth fish.

He stood beside the boat, leaned over and raised his hands, and several horsemouth fish that were swimming suddenly swarmed toward the boat involuntarily.

Naturally, they tried their best to break free, but no matter how they shook their heads and tails, it was of no avail.
To be continued...