In the World of Cultivating Immortals, People Can Fight with Everyone on Equal Terms.

Chapter 215: Dong Changsheng

The so-called riverside town is really a town built on the riverside.

In the town, most of the people are busy with their lives.

Li Zhoujun did not look for an inn, but bought a small yard next to a blacksmith shop.

After all, Li Zhoujun has no idea about the so-called longevity fruit now, and it may take some time. Instead of staying in an inn with a small room, it is better to buy a yard by himself. After all, Li Zhoujun is not short of money.

As for why he bought it next to the blacksmith shop, maybe because of the forging of the sky, the blacksmith shop is a bit pleasing to the eye, and there happens to be a yard next to it for sale.

After entering the small courtyard, Bing Aoqing suddenly said to Li Zhoujun with a serious look: "Mr. Li, although almost all the people living in this town are mortals without cultivation, I don’t know why I always feel a little palpitation."

"Just stay here." Li Zhoujun chuckled.

Bing Aoqing nodded. With Mr. Li here, there should be almost no dangerous places in the fairy world.

If I hadn't gone to seek revenge on the other three spirit tribes in the Four Spirit Realm in the future, it would have been a happy thing to live with Mr. Li in a small town.

Thinking of this, Bing Aoqing sighed in her heart. After meeting Mr. Li, there would be no other man in the world who could enter her heart...

But at this time, Li Zhoujun felt a little solemn.

It seems that he is not the only one who is eyeing the longevity fruit.

If the longevity fruit is taken by someone first, the task of this system will not be so easy to complete.

...

There is a dilapidated mud house in the riverside town.

The owner of the mud house is a 17-year-old boy.

The boy has a handsome face, a fish basket on his waist, and wet trousers rolled up to his knees.

It seems that he has just come back from fishing in the river.

The boy's name is Dong Changsheng.

Since he was six years old, his parents went out to work and never came back, maybe they will never come back again.

From the age of six to twelve, the one-armed blacksmith in the town's blacksmith shop, Su Sanniang in the restaurant, Lü Bozi, who was addicted to alcohol, and Mr. Chu, who loved landscape painting, asked him to help every now and then and gave him a bite of food, so he lived to the age of twelve.

It was not until he was twelve that Dong Changsheng barely had the ability to live alone in this world.

Dong Changsheng didn't know why these four elders helped him, but he knew that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring.

Today he went down to the river to catch two fish and prepared to stew a bowl of fish soup to send to the one-armed blacksmith in the blacksmith shop.

When Dong Changsheng came to the blacksmith shop, he passed by the small courtyard bought by Li Zhoujun.

When he found that the door of the small courtyard was open, he was a little surprised. It seemed that this small courtyard that had not been sold for a long time had been bought by someone.

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" At this time, a tall old blacksmith walked out of the blacksmith shop with some displeasure in his eyes.

The old blacksmith was tall and wore a brown linen shirt with many dirt and holes on it. His left arm was knotted with muscles, but his right arm had an empty sleeve. When the wind blew, the empty sleeve would sway with the wind.

But the old blacksmith didn't seem to care about it.

"Hey, old blacksmith, look how delicious this fish soup is. Why don't you try it?" Dong Changsheng smiled and put the bowl of fish soup on the broken table outside the blacksmith shop. He didn't care whether the old blacksmith drank the soup or not. He put down the fish soup and prepared to leave. When he left, he didn't forget to look back and smile: "I'll come to collect the bowl tomorrow."

As the voice fell, Dong Changsheng's figure walked farther and farther in the turbid eyes of the one-armed old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith looked down at the fish soup on the broken table, didn't say anything, picked up the bowl and drank it, then put the bowl back to its original place, turned around and returned to the blacksmith shop.

After a while, the sound of ding-dong-dong rang out in the blacksmith shop.

The next morning.

Dong Changsheng arrived as promised.

The old blacksmith was lying on a rocking chair outside the shop at this moment, and he was thinking about something in his cloudy old eyes.

"Have you finished drinking?" Dong Changsheng asked.

"Have you finished drinking." The old blacksmith said.

"Then I'll take the bowl." Dong Changsheng smiled.

"You don't wash the bowl." Looking at the fish soup in the bowl, Dong Changsheng was a little helpless.

"You wanted to send the soup, I didn't force it." The old blacksmith said, then he looked at a harpoon placed next to the broken table and said, "Take this harpoon."

Dong Changsheng looked at the harpoon and said in surprise: "It's so new, was it made yesterday?"

"It's already made, are you annoying? Get out of here." The old blacksmith said impatiently at this time.

"Hehe." Dong Changsheng smiled, but did not leave quickly. Instead, he looked at the small courtyard next to the blacksmith shop that was bought by Li Zhoujun and asked, "Has this courtyard been sold?"

"Yeah." The old blacksmith nodded, and recalled the man in green who looked like a scholar, and the cold and beautiful woman beside him.

The man in green seemed to be just an ordinary person.

But the woman was a person with extremely strong cultivation.

I don't know if these two people came to the riverside town for the longevity fruit.

Thinking of this, the old blacksmith looked at Dong Changsheng a little upset: "Damn it, get out of here quickly, I'm annoyed when I see you."

"Okay, I'll continue to send you fish soup next time, and remember to wash the dishes." Dong Changsheng smiled.

Just then.

A man in green, with a beautiful woman, just walked out of the small courtyard.

The woman respected the man in green.

Dong Changsheng was slightly startled when he saw the two of them.

What a beautiful woman!

But it looks like she is the maid of the man in blue shirt.

Dong Changsheng felt a little envious of the man in green shirt who was surrounded by beauties. It was difficult for a poor boy like himself to find a wife.

Of course, he does not plan to marry a wife at the moment. After all, Mr. Chu, who loves to paint landscapes, often said, "How can you miss a beautiful woman if you are poor?" Dong Changsheng also thinks so, at least he cannot let his wife suffer hardships with him.

And at the same time.

The one-armed old blacksmith looked a little solemn when he saw the man in green shirt and the woman beside him.

The man in green shirt and the woman beside him are naturally Li Zhoujun and Bing Aoqing.

At this moment, Li Zhoujun chuckled at the old blacksmith and said, "Li moved here yesterday. I won't bother you anymore, I hope Haihan."

The old blacksmith nodded and said, "That's very polite, sir."

At the same time, Bing Aoqing looked at Dong Changsheng next to the old blacksmith. She seemed to understand why Mr. Li came here.

The old blacksmith seemed to notice Bing Aoqing's eyes on Dong Changsheng, and said coldly: "You brat, go to the house and help me burn the furnace. You haven't done anything in five years. What should you do? You haven't forgotten it, have you?"

"No." When Dong Changsheng saw the old blacksmith asking him to help, his face was filled with joy, and he jumped into the blacksmith shop.

"Boy, I'm going to be busy." The old blacksmith said coldly to Li Zhoujun and Bing Ao Qing, then turned and walked into the blacksmith shop.

"Mr. Li, is this old blacksmith a little..." Bing Aoqing felt a little angry for Li Zhoujun when she saw the one-armed old blacksmith's attitude towards Li Zhoujun.

After all, an ordinary immortal emperor would not be as good-tempered as Mr. Li.

"No problem, let's go to the market and see if there are any fresh dishes. Li is greedy." Li Zhoujun said with a slight smile, then glanced at Bing Aoqing: "By the way, you can cook, right? ?”

"Really?" Bing Aoqing was a little embarrassed. She has been cultivating the Golden Core since she was born, and she has never cooked. After all, she doesn't need to eat because she is already in the Golden Core realm.

Just as the two were walking to the market.

Bing Aoqing suddenly said to Li Zhoujun: "Mr. Li, you must have noticed that the immature longevity fruit was in the young man's body just now. Although I don't know why the longevity fruit appeared in that young man's body, that The young man seemed to have an innate Taoist body, which was probably the reason why the longevity fruit appeared in his body.

Because if the longevity fruit is planted in the innate Tao body, it will mature faster and the effect will be better.

As long as the longevity fruit matures in the young man's body, it will be integrated with the young man. Then the whole body of the young man's flesh and blood will make the immortal who is approaching his life crazy. At that time, only the immortal emperor-level powerhouse can Peel the longevity fruit completely out of the young man's body.

Under the Immortal Emperor, you can only obtain its medicinal effects by eating his flesh and blood. If the longevity fruit is peeled off before it matures in the young man's body, I am afraid that the fruit will be useless.

Moreover, someone arranged a spiritual formation on the young man's body, as if to cover up the aura of the longevity fruit. If Ao Qing had not studied the battle method since she was a child, and had broken through the Immortal Emperor Realm some time ago, it would have been impossible to notice it. See Coming to this town is not as simple as it seems. "

"Yeah." Li Zhoujun nodded calmly at this time, but actually he was extremely confused because he was going to the market to buy vegetables. His main purpose was to see if he could try his luck and encounter the longevity fruit there. After all, The longevity fruit is also a fruit.

But he didn't expect that the longevity fruit was in the young man's body just now, and he hadn't noticed it yet. It seemed that his own cultivation level was still too low.

Fortunately, I always had Bing Aoqing with me, otherwise this time it would have been difficult.

[Ding: The method of peeling off the longevity fruit has been sent to the host, and the host can use it directly! 】

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ps: Good night, babies. Only by going to bed early and getting up early can your health be better~

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