Immortality Cultivation Era

"Shao Wuwei! Have you heard it? Shao Wuwei! That is the ancestor of our Shao family!"

"It turns out that it seems that the reason why you Shaojia can become an alchemy family is also because of this white man." Gao Ge Shen said for a moment.

Shao Shuai nodded and said: "It is no wonder that it is so strange, no wonder, we Shaojia will have a record, know that there will be immortals in this place, the original ... our Shao family is a disciple of immortals!"

"This person, is it a fairy, is it hard to say now?" Gao Ge whispered, although he did not really want to attack Shao Shuai's enthusiasm, but this is what it is.

"This flat is a tall building. If it is not a fairy, who can do it?" Shao Shuai turned his face and said.

Gao Ge thought about it and smiled and said: "Then I ask you, do you think that the finishing touch is what mortals can do? It can be done by the narrator who draws the way into the Tao."

Shao Shuai thought about it and looked blank.

Although some are unwilling to admit it, it is right to say what you are saying now.

The world's great wonders.

There are still many things that they have not discovered for the time being.

In the picture, the little boy followed the white shirt man to make alchemy.

Suddenly, a white man’s hand burst into flames.

"This is a medicine fire!" Shao Shuai was once again excited. "A good medicine fire, this medicine fire does not know how much to be purer than my medicine fire."

When I speak, my words are full of envy, but it is not so embarrassing.

This is the case with people.

If you master the medicine fire is an ordinary cultivator, even if there is a master of the great master's realm, Shao Shuai will be a bit embarrassed.

But the thought of mastering the drug fire may be a fairy, even if it is not a strong person who is infinitely close to the immortal. He has no embarrassment, only envy.

"This medicine fire... It turns out that it is so used." Shao Shuai suddenly realized.

Gao Ge stunned Shao Shuai, and some envied this kid.

As far as I am concerned, Shao Shuai is definitely the biggest gainer in the Shao family.

The white-shirt man is teaching the young children to make alchemy, and Shao Shuai also learned some.

For a long time, the child of the young child also had a medicine fire.

“Hey?” Shao Shuai suddenly became shocked. “How can he have a medicine fire?”

Gao Ge stunned Shao Shuai and said with a smile: "Slightly, don't worry, you think about it. If this child is really unremarkable, will the immortal bring him back?"

Shao Shuai laughed happily: "It’s also true. It seems that the people of our Shao family are as good as ever. For generations, this is true..."

Looking at Shao Shuai's stinky look, Gao Ge really wants to squat.

The speed of the picture has increased.

The child is growing up a little.

From children, to teenagers, to the age of standing.

When the picture slowed down again, the original young child had a look of forty years old.

"It's too slow, it's still too slow." The man in the white shirt is also white, but his aging is much slower than the growth rate of the young child.

"Master, I am not good, the qualifications are too bad." Shao Wuwei sighed and said.

The white man looked at him and shook his head.

"This has nothing to do with you. I can only say that this world is too harsh for the immortals. Leave it."

"Ah?" Shao was a sneak peek.

"Outside, maybe you can find some chances. It doesn't make much sense to stay here." The white-shirt man said calmly.

"But Master, I have not learned anything other than the practice of alchemy until now..." Shao Wuwei whispered.

"Even if it is the technique of alchemy, it is enough for you to open a school." The white-shirt man said in a deep voice, "Don't you want to be empty, but you haven't even seen the world of flowers and flowers?"

Shao Wuwei’s eyes are red.

He understands that Master's words are actually for him.

But have lived here for forty years, do you leave and leave?

He is really not reconciled!

At this point, the white-shirt man took out another remedy.

"Eat it."

"Good." Shao Wuwei did not even ask what this medicine is.

In his world, Master is like a father. Even a father can't accompany a child for forty years.

After the medicinal herbs were eaten, his appearance changed rapidly and it seemed that he was back in his twenties.

"This is?!" Shao Wuwei's face was full of surprises.

"The environment in this world is really bad. Although I really want to do it, I can only refine a six-turn remedy now." The white-shirt man said, "However, even the six-turn remedy, in fact, It is enough for you to return to the age of twenty. How long can you live is your own business, don't come back."

"Master..."

"Go."

Shao Wuwei’s body is shaking.

Perhaps it is a reluctance to his master.

Or maybe it is the fear of the outside world.

A person who has lived here for forty years suddenly wants to leave this place.

The pressure is unlikely to be small.

It is only necessary to leave or not to leave.

He squats down on the white man, squats three heads, then jumps into the lake.

“Is this going to commit suicide?” Shao Shuai was excited.

Gao Ge glanced at him and asked, "Are you mentally retarded? If your ancestors are really dead, where are you?"

Shao Shuai also realized that he had made a big mistake, but he tried to defend himself: "What is this... Some people say that his grandfather died when he was nine years old..."

Gao Ge: "..."

This stalk is a bit old.

In the picture, Shao Wuwei’s body disappeared into the lake.

Never appeared again.

"It seems that the way to leave here is in the lake." Gao Ge’s eyes flashed with a fine mans.

Knowing how to leave the world, he settles a lot, at least not afraid that he will die here.

The picture is still going on.

Time flies.

Years of age.

Finally, the white shirt man in the picture was white and gray.

He was holding a pot of wine in his hand and sat under the old tree.

"Have you been here for hundreds of years? Feel the rhyme at this time, day and night, and give birth to the wisdom. For a hundred years, you can become a strange." The white man said to the old tree.

This is a white shirt man, oh no, the old man in white shirt speaks to this tree for the first time.

When I heard this sentence, the brow of Gaoge also stretched out.

as expected.

It turns out that this tree can give birth to the wisdom to become a tree, because of the old man of the white shirt.

I want to come too. On the earth, are there few trees with hundreds of years old? When is it refined?