By the river.
Lü the Cripple is sitting on the grass by the river.
"Why, don't you tell those three little immortal emperors that there is another Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperor who also came to this town to have Longevity Fruit's idea?" In Lü the Cripple's mind, the Hanxin Immortal Lord asked him this way.
Lü the Cripple said with a smile, "The sudden appearance of Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperor is a huge variable. We may be able to take advantage of him. If we let the three of them know in advance, with their cautious personalities, they will inevitably be prepared."
"Yes, you still have some brains, and you actually thought of it together with me. I have begun to appreciate you a little now." Hanxin Immortal Lord Jiejie said with a smile.
Lü the Cripple sneered in his heart, but still flattered him. "Your Excellency is wise."
"Go and see my Longevity Fruit." Hanxin Xianzun said.
"Yes, sir." Lü the Cripple responded hurriedly.
Among the mud houses in the small town.
The moonlight shines through the window and onto the small wooden bed where Dong Changsheng is lying.
Looking at the unbloomed crabapple flowers bathing in the moonlight by the window, Dong Changsheng grinned and said, "You should bloom next year, right?"
Perhaps it was at night and during the day that the young man who was busy with life had time to express his feelings. "I'm really looking forward to how you will bloom next year. I plan to go to the carpenter in Zhennan to learn the craft and make a crutch for Lü the Cripple. The old man has always been lame. He would rather spend money on wine than buy a crutch himself. He is really an alcoholic."
Mr. Chu's favorite brush for painting seems to be very old. When I learn carpentry, I can make a new one for it. Su Sanniang There are many broken chairs in the restaurant, and I can also repair them.
Old Blacksmith's body looks pretty good, so don't worry about him. From now on, it will be the same as before, just give him fish soup..."
"This brat." Outside the mud house, the one-armed Old Blacksmith laughed and cursed. As if thinking of the boy's fate in three months, Old Blacksmith sighed.
Even if he doesn't want this Longevity Fruit, he can't stop the other three Immortal Emperors.
"You brat, who made you Innate Dao Body? I can't save you. If I want to blame you, I can only blame you for your bad luck."
Thinking of this, Old Blacksmith cursed, walked into the void a little upset, and disappeared on the spot.
Lü the Cripple leaned against the wall on the other side of the mud house and took a sip of wine. To be honest, listening to the words from the young man's mouth, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Although he considers himself not a good person, Dong Changsheng has grown up under his own watch. Humans are not grass and trees, so no one can be ruthless. Even grass and trees have feelings. Moreover, immortals and immortals have not escaped from the human category after all, but are much stronger than mortals.
"Why, don't tell me that you are reluctant to kill this kid." Cold Heart Demon Venerable said with some disdain, "People will not be punished for their own sake. In order to survive, I will even kill my own children. If you dare to rebel, I will be the first to kill your Immortal Soul, and then seize your body. It will not be difficult."
"Cripple, thank you Demon Lord for your teachings." Lü the Cripple shuddered.
Cold Heart Demon Venerable believes that he can do what Lü the Cripple said.
After all, people in the devil's path do things in a moody manner, all based on their mood.
"Just understand, remember what I said, things like feelings are the most unreliable. Do you believe that if this kid has the cultivation of an immortal, he will definitely not hesitate if he kills you? Only if you are strong enough, you are qualified to pursue things like feelings." Cold Heart Demon Venerable sneered. When he was young, he also believed in things like feelings, but he lost miserably.
Just for a treasure, his eldest brother and his woman teamed up to kill him.
At that time, he was so disheartened that he killed the two men directly, chopped them into mincemeat, and fed them to the dogs.
From then on, the fairy world lost one righteous monk and gained Cold Heart Demon Venerable.
In Cold Heart Demon Venerable's view, all the righteous and demonic ways are actually like birds, and no one can tell anyone else. It's just that the things that people in the righteous way do are more obscure, and they usually do it for some bullshit, but when it comes to talking about it, they are not as upright as those in the demonic way.
"Yes, yes." Lü the Cripple only dared to speak along the lines of Cold Heart Demon Venerable at this time. He cherished his life. After all, it is not easy to cultivate to the level of Immortal Emperor and be respected by thousands of immortals. He also did not want to lose his life for a mortal boy. How stupid is this?
Small courtyard.
Li Zhōujūn was sitting on the rocking chair in the yard, his eyes slightly narrowed, his fingers tapping the armrest, thinking in his heart.
There are still three months until Longevity Fruit is mature in that boy's body.
There seems to be nothing to do in these three months.
Practice?
No need, after all, I have the ability to practice while idle. Although my progress is very slow, my practice is not as fast as practicing while idle.
Bing Aoqing stood at the window of his room and saw Li Zhōujūn on the rocking chair in the small courtyard through the window.
The night is a bit cool though.
Li Zhōujūn is wearing a green shirt and looks a little thin sitting in the yard.
But Bing Aoqing is not stupid enough to put a thick coat on Li Zhōujūn.
Even if the weather were tens of thousands of times cooler, it wouldn't be as cold as the Immortal Emperor.
"Aoqing." Li Zhōujūn said.
"Sir." Bing Aoqing heard Li Zhōujūn calling him, and appeared next to Li Zhōujūn almost instantly.
"Let's go find out the young man's identity tomorrow." Li Zhōujūn said.
"Okay." Bing Aoqing responded.
"Are you used to sleeping at night?" Li Zhōujūn asked.
"Usually when I'm not sleeping, I'm practicing." Bing Aoqing thought for a while.
"That's right, but Li Mou is used to sleeping at night." Li Zhōujūn smiled, then stood up and prepared to go into the room to rest.
"By the way, sir, I'm sorry, I think I put two bags of salt in today's dish. I'll put one bag in next time." Bing Aoqing blushed a little at this time.
Li Zhōujūn: "..."
Do you dare this girl to throw away salt that can last for several months as a one-time use?
"Let's talk next time." Li Zhōujūn said, then walked into the room and closed the door.
Early morning of the second day.
Li Zhōujūn got up, stretched his waist, and walked out of the room.
"Sir, I have found out that the young man's name is Dong Changsheng." At this time, Bing Aoqing came up to him and said, "His parents left him when he was young and went out to work. Unfortunately, he never came back. He is from the blacksmith shop next door. Old Blacksmith, as well as Lü the Cripple, Su Sanniang, and Chu Huishan often helped him and allowed him to survive. Ao Qing felt that these four people might be the ones who implanted Longevity Fruit into that young man's body."
"Yeah." Li Zhōujūn nodded.
"Sir, do you want to strip Longevity Fruit?" Bing Aoqing asked.
After the bodies of Longevity Fruit and Dong Changsheng merged into one, even if the Immortal Emperor wanted to separate them without hurting the young man at all, it would still take a lot of effort. It would be easier to just make the immortality elixir directly.
"Let's talk." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
He also doesn't like to give others clear answers directly. If he can't do it in an accident, he will be embarrassed.