"Back then, hadn't we also gone searching for traces of those legendary immortals?"
Fu Zhizhou was somewhat puzzled.
For nearly twenty years in their pursuit of immortality, the four brothers had searched far and wide for immortal traces, scarcely taking a single day's rest.
Why had Wei Tu suddenly changed his mind today?
"This time is different. The immortal traces on Cinnabar Hill are very likely real. That is why I'm stopping you..."
Wei Tu chose his words carefully as he explained.
Most of the immortal traces the four of them had sought before had been mere shadows caught in the wind. The moment they heard of them, they knew they were not very credible.
But the immortal traces on Cinnabar Hill were different. They were far more credible; otherwise, Fu Zhizhou would not have considered going to Luonan Dao himself to investigate.
Shannan Dao and Luonan Dao lay a thousand li apart. A round trip would take at least one or two months.
Not to mention the inquiries afterward.
Hearing this, Fu Zhizhou was first startled. Then he mulled over Wei Tu's words again and nodded. "Third Brother is right. The closer we get to success, the more cautious we must be. We cannot be careless."
Earlier, his eagerness to seek immortality had kept him from considering matters as thoroughly and comprehensively as Wei Tu had. Now that he had calmed down, he too felt that he had acted too rashly.
"Only..."
"To watch an immortal blessed land sit right before my eyes and not investigate it—I can't help feeling unwilling..."
Fu Zhizhou sighed.
By now, they had sought immortality for nearly twenty years, yet they had not even seen the face of an immortal...
And how many twenty-year spans did a person have in one lifetime?
Seeing this.