Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 213 Scholar, do you believe in longevity?
Yi Shuyuan didn't know what the group of people were going to do with the coffin today, but he knew that this group of people had a certain understanding of the things inside, and they could even feed the things in the coffin with animal blood.

It's just obvious that this kind of cognition is not comprehensive, which is tantamount to playing with fire.

The coffin that was being transported was already a time bomb, and it would explode at some point.

The room was quiet again, this time it was really quiet, even the movement in the chicken coop was gone.

However, Shi Sheng couldn't fall asleep. He thought it might be because the master said "I can't sleep", so he was a little nervous, and it seemed to be getting colder and colder.

"Master, I'm cold"

Shi Sheng finally couldn't help but pushed Yi Shuyuan, who opened his eyes and patted him, then sat up.

"The fire is about to go out, master make the fire bigger."

"Ok!"

There are not many flames left in the campfire, only some charcoal is still glowing red.

As Yi Shuyuan spoke, he stirred up the bonfire, and then added some twigs into it. When the fire was hot again, he slowly added thicker firewood, and the corner they were in became warmer.

Among the group of people opposite, the person who was watching the night also became a little sleepy.

The warlock became a little tossing and turning at this moment, and after yawning, he simply sat up.

"I'll watch over it for you, you'll sleep for a while!"

"It's Master!"

The night watch disciple hurriedly lay down on the withered grass with his chest folded, apparently he was extremely sleepy.

The sorcerer also used branches to stir the bonfire, and added some firewood to make the flames more vigorous. He looked at the opposite corner, and the scholar in the gray robe seemed to be unable to sleep either.

I didn't talk to each other before, and now I look over there late at night, I just feel that the scholar and the children are a little special, as if that side is brighter.

Warlock's heart twitched slightly, but thinking back on all the things he had met today, he felt that the two of them must have never learned Taoism, and they didn't even know martial arts, so they started to talk to each other.

"The scholar, where are you going with such a small child? I heard that he is called Master Ni, but he can read and write as you like?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the man with the short beard.

"Not only teach him to read and write, but also teach him other things. As for where to go, it's just going forward. It's considered a study tour! But you, transporting such a coffin, but what kind of bloody storm did you encounter?"

The warlock grabbed off the hood he was wearing, scratched the itchy spot on the top of his head with a thin firewood branch, and shook his head with a smile.

"Do you think we are like Jiang Hu people?"

Yi Shuyuan thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I've seen some quacks, but people like you, although you have a quack air, are not like normal quacks, and I've heard someone call you a mage, so you should be warlocks, right?"

"Good guess!"

Yi Shuyuan seemed to be interested, so he said one more thing.

"Actually, I'm not a serious scholar. I'm just a storyteller. It's scary and strange to meet a group of people carrying coffins in this wilderness station. If you have no taboos, can you share with me?"

Storyteller?
The warlock stared at Yi Shuyuan in a daze, and didn't know whether to believe it or not. After a long time, he seemed to find it a little funny.

"Scholar, do you believe in the longevity technique?"

"Longevity? In the play, the emperor ordered alchemists to look for elixir, and in books, idiots look for immortals?"

"Yes, it is this kind of longevity, away from birth, old age, sickness and death, free from disasters and disasters, and the art of longevity and long-term vision!"

Yi Shuyuan's eyes widened and he looked surprised.

"You won't tell me that you have cultivated the longevity technique, will you?"

"Hey, the longevity technique is so easy to cultivate, but if there is a possibility, you need to try your best to pursue it!"

Shi Sheng couldn't sleep, so he simply crawled now, and he couldn't help asking when he heard this.

"Then you are very capable?"

The sorcerer looked at Shi Sheng, and felt that the child was very smart at first glance, so he couldn't help but smiled, and also showed a bit of complacency.

"My morals and deeds can't be said to be very powerful, but they are also very conceivable. Wealth and wealth are nothing but your fingertips, and fame and fortune are like picking something out of a pocket!"

While speaking, the warlock stood up, took out two spells from his arms, walked up to Yi Shuyuan and handed them over.

"It's fate that we meet here by chance. Let me give you self-defense. Put it in a kit and keep it with you at all times. It can help you avoid evil and turn danger into good luck! It can't be bought with money on weekdays!"

Shi Sheng looked at his master, Yi Shuyuan looked embarrassed, but he still reached out to take it.

"Thank you mage!"

The magician's eyes lit up slightly, and ordinary people would feel very heavy when catching the spell, but the scholar didn't even feel it. He stared at the scholar's reaction carefully, not pretending, it should be said that the scholar himself didn't realize this!
"You don't have to be polite! It's because you are so bookish, and this kid is very agile, so lovable!"

Although he was already a little excited, the warlock still pretended to be nonchalant, stroked his short beard a few times and nodded, as if he was not in a hurry to go back, he sat down beside him.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the two charms in his hand, looking back and forth.

This talisman was not drawn indiscriminately, but it had a very limited effect on Qi. Instead, there were two ancient seal scripts drawn on it, which meant: sinking the machine, which means suppressing the turbid and promoting the clear.

It was also these two words that made Yi Shuyuan realize that there is something real about this warlock, and these two words are absolutely rare in the world.

But even so, the effect of what the warlock said was too exaggerated, but when he said it, it was true.

After Yi Shuyuan finished looking at the talisman, the warlock smiled.

"Spells are nothing more than a small way. If you want to see the mystery of the fairy way, you must study hard and practice hard to be effective."

The warlock paused, looked at Yi Shuyuan and said.

"Scholar, do you want to learn from me?"

what?
Yi Shuyuan was obviously taken aback, but the warlock continued.

"As I said just now, prosperity and wealth can be obtained, fame and fortune can be expected, and there is even a chance to live forever and enjoy the world!"

Yi Shuyuan thought it was a little funny, but he still said it calmly and curiously.

"Hey, I'm talking about the master, you just talk about the glory and wealth, but Changsheng Jiushi is too ethereal, have you ever seen someone who lives in the world?"

"Hey!"

The warlock smiled, not afraid of your curiosity, but afraid of your lack of response, and the child also opened his eyes curiously, and he answered some questions that didn't make sense.

"There is nothing immutable in the world. It stays in the world for a long time, but in the final analysis it is just a breath! People who live in the world are not necessarily people, such as zombies, who will not rot or change for a long time in the world. If you can force out that breath, you will be able to refine it." If it is used as medicine, it may become an elixir!"

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes slightly, this person wants to use zombies to make alchemy?

Is the warlock's path so wild? It's really an unimaginable path!
"Take the elixir and achieve immortality, and you will be able to avoid the pain of cultivation! If you dedicate it to the emperor, you will have the same status and wealth!"

However, Yi Shuyuan didn't look expectant or hesitant, but smiled instead.

"Master, I'm a storyteller. I usually tell all kinds of stories, but they're not as absurd as yours."

Yi Shuyuan looked at the coffin.

"Glory and wealth, fame and fortune, and even immortality and immortality, everything is possible, and everything is easy, it sounds unreal!"

Warlock frowned and stood up slowly.

"Scholar, I've talked to you so much today because I feel destined to be with you. I'm afraid that you will never find me again in this lifetime, alas!"

After speaking, the warlock walked back to the crowd over there, and then looked at Yi Shuyuan's direction and shook his head, as if he was very sorry.

However, although he didn't say anything, the warlock actually agreed with the scholar's statement that longevity is not easy.

Although he said that it is easy to refine the elixir to become a fairy, but the elixir is not easy to refine, it may even need the accumulation of several generations, and it needs qualified and talented successors to continue the spirit of seeking immortality until it succeeds, which can be regarded as a comfort to the ancestors!

It is really not easy to find a good heir!The warlock was thinking of a way in his mind.

"Cha la la la."

Suddenly there was some movement on the other side of the coffin, and the warlock couldn't help frowning, something seemed wrong today!

The coffin became quiet again, but the sorcerer pushed a disciple beside him. The latter woke up in a daze, and saw his master's slightly serious face.

"Wake up the others!"

Beside Yi Shuyuan, Shi Sheng huddled beside him, trembling in his small body.

"Master, I feel it is looking at me."

Although Shi Sheng didn't show any aura, the feeling of abundant vitality existed in his body, and the temptation he brought to the things in the coffin was exaggerated, and he couldn't help it.

"ZizzZZZZ"

The ropes on the coffin suddenly began to emit white smoke, and the bottom of the coffin was continuously dripping with cold water, and the corpse's atmosphere was rapidly becoming thicker.

"No, everyone get up—"

With a cry, the sorcerer grabbed a bundle of ropes and rushed to the coffin, but it was obviously too late.

"boom--"

The rope on the coffin hadn't broken yet, but the coffin itself was shattered directly. A dead body dragged by gray rags jumped up, without looking at the people nearby, and rushed directly to another corner.

"Oops!"

The warlock exclaimed, without thinking, the rope on his body was thrown out instantly, and it was put on the zombie. Then he pulled hard, and immediately pulled the zombie out of the air, and hit the ground with a "bang".

"Scholar, hurry up and run with the child! What are you doing standing there, stop it!"

"Yes!"

The other disciples reacted from their panic, those who were looking for ropes looked for ropes, and those who were holding sticks took sticks.

"ho"

The zombie had great strength, stood up straight from the ground, jumped lightly and continued to jump to the corner, even dragging the warlock forward.

"Help—"

"coming!"

A few more ropes were put up, and the rest of the people even helped their master hold the ropes, and the zombie's forward momentum stopped.

"Scholar, you guys." "Oh!"

Before the words were finished, the zombie twisted suddenly and flew the people behind him with the rope. Many people were thrown to the ground and even hit the wall.

Yi Shuyuan seemed to just wake up from a dream at this moment, picked up Shi Sheng, and hurried to the door, but the zombie had already rushed.

At a critical moment, the warlock drew his sword out of its sheath, bit his finger and scratched on the blade, and slashed at the zombie's back with a slash of red light on the blade.

"Pfft~"

The long sword cuts through the neck of the zombie, and cuts out from the other side in an instant. The zombie is decapitated with just one sword strike, and the corpse throws itself to the ground for a while, and a piece of corpse water flows out.
"Ho, ho, ho"

Warlock panted heavily, stood on the spot holding his sword, looking at Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng. Although the two were still in shock, they were not injured.

The rest of the disciples got up from the ground one after another, and the pale faces of the two wealthy men and the three servants also recovered some blood.

"Ugh!"

The warlock sighed, and finally found a zombie, so he just killed it!
"Thank you mage, thank you mage for saving your life, thank you mage!"

"Thank you Mage!"

Yi Shuyuan put down Shi Sheng and kept clapping his hands in thanks, and Shi Sheng followed his master's example and clapped his hands together to thank him!
This zombie had a lot of evil spirit, but after all, he had only tasted a little chicken blood, so he was beheaded by the warlock with a sword, but the evil spirit did not dissipate.

Yi Shuyuan bowed his hands to express his thanks, and exhaled lightly. The breath passed through the bonfire and flew to the vicinity of the corpse. The evil spirit had been dissolved in the rolling, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen a lot.

(End of this chapter)