Chapter 150: The Difference Between Immortals and Mortals

Li Zhoujun smiled and took a sip of wine. He looked at his own stone statue on the top of Yunju Mountain and said with a smile: "Do you remember the first time we officially dealt with each other? It was to compete for Su Nan, the little girl, as a disciple."

Murongxue said helplessly: "Who knew that you would hide your cultivation at that time? If it were you, would you have the heart to watch a genius with a bright future and holy ice spirit root follow someone who can't practice?"

"Hahaha, that's right." Li Zhoujun laughed: "Do you remember Jinhua Granny?"

"Pfft, I remember, you got a bump on your head at that time." Murongxue laughed.

Li Zhoujun's mouth twitched: "I had just been teleported by the space jade cicada at that time, and I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, okay? Didn't I let her dance later?"

"So you asked her to dance just to let her avenge the knock. I thought you had a unique taste." Murongxue laughed.

Li Zhoujun rolled his eyes: "Who would fall in love with an old lady for no reason?"

"Of course, unless the old lady gives too much."

Murongxue: "..."

"Just kidding." Li Zhoujun laughed heartily.

Then Li Zhoujun talked a lot with Murongxue about things he had encountered in the past, such as encountering monsters in the temple, the White Bone Demon King, and the girl whose pumpkin was stolen, etc.

However, Murongxue did not speak, but listened quietly to Li Zhoujun's various things. Her beautiful eyes seemed to contain stars. She looked at Li Zhoujun who was talking endlessly with admiration, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

This scene was very beautiful.

I don't know how long they talked. Li Zhoujun took a sip of wine and smiled: "Actually, I think I am very handsome and you are also very beautiful. Although you are a little older than me, it doesn't matter. I am also a 100-year-old monster now. If you don't..."

Halfway through the words, a slight snoring sound came from the side.

Li Zhoujun looked to the side, and Murong Xue had already fallen asleep on his shoulder.

"Uh, this girl, how can she drink so badly? How come she snores when she's drunk?" Li Zhoujun chuckled helplessly, smelling Murong Xue's orchid-like hair fragrance.

Looking at Murong Xue's pretty nose, Li Zhoujun couldn't help pinching it.

Then Li Zhoujun put away the wine pot, picked up Murong Xue, and landed in front of the Daotian Temple from the roof with an elegant and chic movement.

Then he carried Murong Xue to the Daotian Temple, and after a bedroom in the side hall next to it, Li Zhoujun gently put Murong Xue on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Looking at Murong Xue sleeping soundly on the bed, Li Zhoujun took out a carefully carved jade pendant and placed it next to Murong Xue's pillow.

Inside the jade pendant, there was a clone of Li Zhoujun.

After doing all this, Li Zhoujun sighed, turned around and left here, went to the Supreme Hall, and prepared to visit the old master of Zhenyunzi.

Not long after Li Zhoujun left.

Murong Xue opened her eyes and showed a bitter smile.

She sat up from the bed and put the jade pendant in her hand.

Staring blankly at the jade pendant in her hand, which was still warm, Murong Xue thought.

Maybe what Li Zhoujun wanted to say was what she wanted to hear?

But sooner or later he would go to the fairyland and make a name for himself.

Whether she could break through to the true fairy was still uncertain.

She didn't want to be a burden to Li Zhoujun, but wanted to stand proudly beside Li Zhoujun and share everything for him.

Even if she couldn't, she must not become a stumbling block for Li Zhoujun...

...

It was dawn.

In a city called Xinxiao City, many breakfast vendors had come to the street to shout.

A young man in a green shirt was walking in the city.

This person was Li Zhoujun who left the Supreme Hall of Daotian Sect and rushed to the tomb-keeping clan.

He went to the Supreme Hall and didn't see Zhen Yunzi.

Because Zhen Yunzi was in seclusion at this time, Li Zhoujun couldn't disturb Zhen Yunzi.

And he didn't know how long he would have to wait for Zhen Yunzi to come out.

So Li Zhoujun prepared to go to the tomb-keeping clan and complete the task issued by the system.

Although the location of the tomb-keeping clan is secret, fortunately, the location of the tomb-keeping clan is recorded in the files collected by Daotian Sect.

So Li Zhoujun wrote down the location of the tomb-keeping clan and set off.

On the way, he encountered this small town full of fireworks.

Li Zhoujun came to this city and prepared to take a walk. After all, he had been in seclusion for a hundred years, so he took a breath.

"Sir, would you like a hot bun?"

At this time, an old lady selling breakfast greeted Li Zhoujun enthusiastically.

"Have one." Li Zhoujun smiled at the old lady.

At the same time, at the corner of this street.

An old lady, followed by a silly "wolf", appeared on this street.

The old lady had gray hair and was dressed in gorgeous clothes. Even though she was old, she still had a graceful and elegant temperament.

Next to the old lady, there was a young girl who was chirping like a lark.

Facing the chirping girl, the old lady always had a kind smile on her face and nodded from time to time.

Behind the old lady and the girl, there were several strong servants who were practicing martial arts.

"Woof! Woof!"

Suddenly.

The 'wolf' following the old lady barked excitedly twice, and then rushed forward like a horse rope that had broken free from its reins.

The girl next to the old lady saw this scene and covered her mouth in surprise: "Grandma, what's wrong with General Huo today?"

There is a big word "fire" on the forehead of this "wolf", so the girl called this "wolf" "General Fire".

The old lady heard the words, and her kind smile finally moved at this moment.

The silly "wolf" rushed all the way to a young man in a green shirt standing in front of the bun stall, and then wagged its tail around the young man and kept turning.

"Huh?"

Li Zhoujun looked at the "wolf" that suddenly jumped out, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. Isn't this the Erha that he used to weave with dogtail grass and enlightened for the girl named Xi Xinyi whose pumpkin was stolen?

"Is it you, the immortal..."

The old lady looked at the young man whose face was still as young as a hundred years ago, and murmured in disbelief.

"Immortal?!" The girl next to the old lady covered her mouth in surprise after hearing what her grandmother said.

The girl often listened to her grandmother telling stories about her youth. Her grandmother said that when she was young, her family was very poor, and her great-grandmother was sick.

So grandma planted a pumpkin field and prepared to sell pumpkins to cure great-grandma.

But overnight, the pumpkins were destroyed by bad guys.

It was a fairy who saved the pumpkin field and wove a fire general for grandma to watch over the pumpkin field. Grandma was able to make a fortune and gradually became rich, but unfortunately great-grandma still did not survive the serious illness.

Grandma also said that the fairy asked another fairy who often wore a black robe to protect grandma.

But until grandma moved into the city and settled down.

I never saw the fairy who often wore a black robe again.

Could it be that the young man in green clothes that the fire general is now circling around is the fairy who saved the pumpkin field that grandma often talked about?

The girl looked at Li Zhoujun with curiosity.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun seemed to hear the old lady's mumbling.

He looked up and saw an old lady in gorgeous clothes standing there.

From the old lady's eyebrows, you can vaguely see her beautiful appearance back then.

Li Zhoujun recognized the old lady, she was the girl whose pumpkin was stolen that year, Xi Xinyi.

It was just a big dream, the girl has grown old.

Li Zhoujun touched the husky next to him, then smiled and nodded to Xi Xinyi, still as elegant as ever.

Perhaps, this is the difference between immortals and mortals.

Even a cultivator who has passed the tribulation is no different from a mortal in the eyes of a true immortal.

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ps: Two more chapters will be added today, if you are still awake, be careful not to lose all your hair.

By the way, I just saw a few people say that they feel the ending is going to be bad.

Bad ending? (Dragon King crooked mouth.jps)

How can a handsome man like me, Chunfeng, have a bad ending?

Do you believe me when I say that Li Zhoujun is just about to leave the Novice Village?

Well, good night, my dears, I love you!

By the way, I have to mention that I really don’t have any drafts saved, they are all written now, believe me!