The earth is bulging, the fairy mountain is not falling, the swordsmen do not fall, the eldest disciple Gan Qi is preparing to show off with his master, the immortal master.

Gan Qi was very melancholy, sad, sad, and stared blankly. He stood on the cliff, looked at the endless world under the mountain, and sighed softly.

"Oh... Master, how many years have you been practicing?" Gan Qi asked weakly.

The immortal master stood in the air and floated outside the cliff, facing Gan Qi. No matter how wild the mountain wind was, his white hair and long beard only fluttered gently, with the fairy style and the swaying bones. Even the belts all over his body were shining with a little light, revealing the peerless power of this immortal master everywhere.

Today, the Immortal Lord came to provide psychological counseling for this great disciple. He replied: "It has been eight hundred years since the day I picked you up by my master."

Gan Qi shook his head gently, his eyes were about to cry, and his tone exploded: "It's been eight hundred years, my mentality has collapsed!"

The face of the immortal master immediately became anxious and said quickly: "Disciple, do you have any doubts? Come and tell me in detail. I will definitely solve your doubts with you."

Gan Qi's eyes must have turned red, with anger and sadness, and his speech was amazing: "Master, I have been practicing hard for the past eight hundred years, and I have been practicing hard every day, just because in the stories I knew in the past, those who practice immortals are circulating in the world, free and easy, and they will kill the gods and kill Buddhas if they have disagreements. When they enter, they will embrace the left and right, and they will be able to do everything when they go out. What they shout is that my fate is my own, and I cannot stop it. Why has I practice immortals for eight hundred years, except for sitting withering every day, there is nothing surprising to me?"

"Disciple, don't worry, we don't worry, you are already in the golden elixir. This is the peerless posture of the immortal cultivation world. No one in the entire immortal cultivation world can compare with you. Even Master was inferior to you in the past. Don't worry, as long as you practice hard for another thousand and two hundred years, you will definitely be able to achieve the Nascent Soul, and you will be able to surround the world. There is no sun or moon in cultivation. If you endure it, let's endure it again..."

Isn’t overturned the Immortal Lord doing ideological work, and I think I have done this ideological work a lot in the past eight hundred years.

Gan Qi shook his head repeatedly: "Master, in the story I know, it is not like this to cultivate immortals. The people in that story have been in the Nascent Soul for decades, and they have to ascend to become immortals for more than a hundred years to enjoy immortality. Why is it not like this to cultivate immortals? Why?"

"I don't know where you heard this kind of story from. How could such a thing be possible in this world? Cultivating immortals is the way to go against the heavens. How could it be so simple? Disciple, just listen to the master, endure it, and endure it for another thousand and two hundred years, and you will be relieved..."

The immortal master advised his beloved disciple and cursed in his heart. Which turtle girl told this story to her precious disciple? Ah? Who told this story, and even the mouth was spanked by him!

This beloved disciple is good everywhere. He picked it up at the moment of birth. He is extremely talented and wise. He was born premature. He only took one month to learn to speak and two months to learn to write. At the age of two, he memorized the secrets in the school. He was filial and sensible, and he was satisfied everywhere. But he just didn't know what story he was fooled by.

Gan Qi closed his eyes slightly at this time and sighed to the sky: "Qiandian will mislead me, Qidian will mislead my life, eight hundred years, eight hundred years!"

"Start point? Who is this? The story he told you? Where is he? He is the master and vows to kill this thief!" The immortal master was furious, and his whole body burst out with spiritual energy. He was storming out. In an instant, he saw that the cliffs were high, the clouds of hundreds of miles were dispersed, the mountains and forests were shaking, and the birds and beasts were fleeing...

Yes, the Immortal Lord is a peerless powerful man who has been practicing the sun and moon for 6,800 years. The name of this mountain that cannot fall from him. In the past, he fought with the demon master here. His last sword not only killed the enemy, but also cut the mountain into two pieces. When the mountain collapsed, he was straightened by him. From then on, he had the name of the Immortal Lord and this mountain that cannot fall from here.

At this time, Gan Qi was already crazy and said repeatedly: "The starting point was wrong. I traveled through eight hundred years. In order to find the Immortal Cave, I jumped over 8,700 cliffs and dived into more than 5,600 deep pools. In order to make some prehistoric beasts as pets, I stole the mountains and wildernesses of tens of thousands of miles, raised more than 780 species of animal cubs, and worked as a breeder for decades. In order to find the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, I used a flying sword to chisel through more than 1,200 mountains. For the sake of the kind of spiritual liquid that can increase its skills for decades, I also drilled more than 2,450 underground caves. My mentality really collapsed..."

"I will not be a human being if I don't kill the starting point!" The immortal master's heart was already extremely firm, but now he has a ferocious face and a furious grief. Even the flying sword that had not been released for thousands of years is surrounded by his body, with murderous auras everywhere, and even his voice spreads to the world.

In an instant, the earth was bulging and chaos was rushing.

at this time.

In the Cangxia Immortal Gate, thousands of miles away, the Immortal Ancestor suddenly became shocked and shouted: "Don't fallen immortal, is it crazy! Who is Qidian? How can he make the Don't fallen immortal so angry?"

In the Yujing Forbidden Land 100,000 miles away, the ancestor Yu Chong Immortal Lord just lay down and fell asleep. He turned over and fell into the bed. He quickly got up and patted his butt: "No, Isn't it good? I'm going to go out of the mountain. Many disciples must return quickly to avoid being injured by accident! It seems that the world has produced great powers again. This is called Qidian. I'm afraid it's because of the merits and fortunes, but why haven't you heard of it before?"

In the southwest of Blood Hidden Land, the Blood Hidden Ancestor suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, okay, I am not alone, I have a powerful force again, dare to be an enemy of the old man, and can make this old man so angry. At this starting point, I must be a fellow man, who can become an ally and kill these hypocritical old guys!"

...

But he did not fall on the top of the mountain. Gan Qi said weakly: "Master, you can't kill this starting point... I don't want to practice this immortal way anymore, just that..."

"Advice, disciple, disciple..." The Immortal Lord was wiping his tears, and then said: "My good disciple has been practicing Taoism for 6,800 years. Before meeting you, I never thought of accepting disciples. After meeting you, I had no choice but to accept dozens of disciples. Now, there are thousands of great-grandchildren of the disciples of the disciples of the disciples of the disciples of the Shan Mountain. It was all you made me think about preaching. Now you don't do it anymore, I..."

"Master, let them all disperse..." Gan Qi said, and his heart was ashamed.

The cultivation of immortals in the story is all fake. The real cultivation of immortals is a fucking sitting, a silly sitting, and then a silly sitting, one year or two, and another ten or a hundred years. It has been eight hundred years since he was a silly sitting. A few days ago, he failed to break through the Nascent Soul. Master asked him to sit for another 1,200 years. How can this mind not be ashamed?

In the story, one hundred years and one thousand years are just a line of words.

In reality, I have been living for a hundred years and a thousand years. Is this something that a human can do? What else can this immortal practice him?

"Disciple, people can raise feelings for a cat or a dog in the world. You said, if you raise dozens of disciples for your master, can you just part with it? What's more, they are all your junior brothers and sisters. If you don't take care of them in the future, how can you bear it if they have a few shortcomings?"

The Immortal Lord wanted to cry without tears. Just like this sentence, he had developed feelings and could not be taken care of? Can he really bear to let these disciples die?

If you don’t fall into the world, if you leave yourself, you won’t have to take care of yourself in such a big business? Who can do it if Gan Qi stops?

Gan Qi, who was ashamed, could not hear these words? He only asked one question: "Master, you have practiced for 6,800 years and may you be able to live forever?"

The immortal who did not fall shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't, but my lifespan is countless times longer than others."

"The earth is bulging, and no one has ascended for tens of millions of years. What else can I seek for immortality? What is the meaning of wasting time like this? What is the meaning of such a life?" Gan Qi spoke out the philosophical truth and spread his hands together.

"Disciple, how can I waste my time cultivating immortals? Disciple, you must believe that you are the best qualified people you have ever met in your life. You are born to seek immortality. If others cannot live forever, you may... maybe... maybe... maybe you can succeed." The immortals do not agree with Gan Qi's philosophical logic, and the words that Gan Qi can ascend are not so sure.

"Master, you don't understand. Life shouldn't be like this. Life is short, and cultivation is a mistake. Even if you want to cultivate immortality, you can't continue like this. I have to do something else to make it worthwhile..." Gan Qi has achieved great enlightenment. In life, you have to do something meaningful.

"Disciple, the path of immortality is short, so you must be firm in your heart. Now that you have achieved great success in the golden elixir, you can live for another five hundred years. If you do not destroy the Nascent Soul within five hundred years, your spirit and body will be destroyed. You should continue to practice hard and not mislead yourself!" The immortal is making a lasting effort.

"Can you live for five hundred years? It's enough, you'll have enough money in this life. Next, I will enjoy these five hundred years of life! Master, I have decided to do it, and I won't practice anymore!" Gan Qi decided, no matter what kind of ascension he could have, he really couldn't do it anymore, and he couldn't sit still.

The immortal, the undepressed immortal, was already in a weak state, without a trace of the momentum he had just now, was dejected and said, "Disciple, what do you want to do? Should you find a Taoist partner? There are so many women on the mountain, so I will choose one for you... or dozens of them for you?"

"Master, stop. We have different views. If you cultivate immortality, I will do my own business. You can go busy with it. You don't understand what I want to do. Just let me do it..." Gan Qi's expression returned to normal, and his eyes also had glory. He wanted to do something that could enjoy life. Five hundred years will not be short. As long as he does not cultivate immortality, he can do anything.

"Disciple, why don't you... or take you to other sects to choose? What kind of good woman can you choose? You don't know how good a woman is. You have never taught you before. This time, I will teach you the joy of this..."

The immortal has an idea in his mind. Although having children will lose some Yuanyang, with children, he can feel the emotional bonds he has towards his disciples and grandchildren, and he will also have ambition. This is a way.

Gan Qi looked up and down at the immortal, rolled his eyes: "Master, you, a 6,800-year-old bachelor, can you still understand me, who has read countless movies? Don't worry about me anymore. I will pursue my own life in the future!"

"Ah... Although I have been a teacher for more than 6,000 years, I really understand the joy of it. I will come and tell you in detail..." I can only use everything I can.

"Master, you are a powerful and powerful person. Can you have a bit of style? Go ahead and I'll be quiet by myself." Gan Qi was a little impatient, just like a son annoyed an old father.

After saying this, Gan Qi walked into a small palace next to the cliff. This was his residence, Lingxiao Pavilion, and when he entered, he closed the door.

The immortal stood outside the door for a long time, but finally floated to another mountain with a dejected look.
Chapter completed!