Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 215 Everyone Tells Lies
The warlock uncovered the cloth covering the book, revealing the books inside. In addition to a book, there were also many papers sandwiched.

Seeing that Yi Shuyuan was also looking at the book, the warlock passed the book over with his cloth pocket, and at the same time blocked the book with his body to prevent the disciples behind him from seeing it.

"Scholar, please accept it. If you really meet an immortal teacher in the future, please ask the immortal teacher to see if there is any merit in my hard work."

At this point in the warlock's words, his voice became even lower. After a pause, he looked at Yi Shuyuan's face and then spoke slowly.

"If you haven't been saved by a real immortal, you can take a look at the alchemy in the book!"

Warlock is looking at Yi Shuyuan, and Yi Shuyuan is looking at him.

The warlock in front of him was a little agitated, and his red eyes were cloudy in Yi Shuyuan's sight. Looking closely, his pupils were gray and the whites of his eyes were unclear, and the erysipelas had already been deeply planted.

And obviously, this person actually has some premonitions in his heart, knowing that his time is not far away.

Shi Sheng ate the citrus and looked at the warlock, feeling that this man was about to cry.

"But Uncle, you already have many disciples!"

Warlock glanced at Shi Sheng and shook his head slightly.

"My disciples are all useless. If this alchemy is really passed on to them, I'm afraid it will cause a catastrophe! Even if I really meet someone who can be made again, I can still dictate it."

Yi Shuyuan looked a little calm, so calm that if Warlock wasn't so excited at the moment, he would be surprised.

It's just that the warlock's heart is already in a mess, and there is only hope in his eyes, and Yi Shuyuan's calmness makes him even more uneasy.

But Yi Shuyuan finally reached out to take the books and cloth pockets. No matter what, it was the perseverance of others for more than 200 years, and he was also a little curious about the so-called alchemy.

Seeing this, the warlock heaved a sigh of relief, straightened up from the slumped state, and cupped his hands towards Yi Shuyuan.

Although he couldn't accept this scholar as a disciple, he still had an extra thought.

Watching Yi Shuyuan repackage the book and put it in the back box, the warlock stood up with support on the ground, he no longer wanted anything extravagantly.

"I don't know the name of the mage?"

The warlock smiled, and reported his name, but did not add any famous name or dharma name.

"My name is Jiao Zengping!"

Yi Shuyuan returned a salute.

"I'm Yi Shuyuan!"

Warlock nodded with a smile, and was about to leave, but the moment he turned around, Yi Shuyuan spoke again.

"Master Jiao, cultivate yourself, and stop being a warlock!"

Jiao Zengping looked back at Yi Shuyuan, then walked back slowly, speaking in a whisper that only he could hear.

"What's the difference between three years and five years and one and a half years? My disciples have to eat. After following me for so long, I have to learn something real to survive."

Obviously, this warlock doesn't want to spend the rest of his life recuperating.

When the sorcerer came to the disciples, they subconsciously stopped chatting, looked at the master in awe, and did not continue chatting until he sat down.

Shi Sheng looked at the figure of the warlock, and turned to look at Yi Shuyuan. He knew that his master must have heard that uncle's words clearly.

"Master, didn't he say that prosperity and wealth are within easy reach?"

Hui Mian came out again, grabbed a few fruits from under the basket, and replied when he heard Shi Sheng's words.

"It's obvious that he is trying to recruit apprentices to deceive people. How can he abduct apprentices if he doesn't say it nicely?"

"what?"

Shi Sheng's eyes widened, and he frowned a little angrily.

"How can this be? Isn't this the same as abducting a child? I still think he is a good person"

It was Yi Shuyuan who said something fair.

"Based on his ability, if it's only for money, it can't be said that it is difficult to find wealth, but the price of this kind of wealth is a bit high. As for people, there is no such thing as pure good or bad."
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The disciple who finished burning the zombies came back, and the fire outside has also been extinguished.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and this time there was no need for a vigil, so everyone was heavy, including the warlock who had been paying attention to the outside world.

Shi Sheng, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by a hand.

Shi Sheng rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Master?"

"It's almost dawn, today I want to see the sunrise."

"Oh!"

Shi Sheng immediately got up, began to fold the blanket, and then stuffed it into Yi Shuyuan's back box. After looking at Yi Shuyuan, he found that the master had already walked to the opposite group of people.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the sleeping sorcerer, perhaps because the book was handed over to a spiritually gifted person, which made him feel more relaxed, so the sorcerer fell into a deep sleep.

To be honest, there are a lot of sinful debts for the entangled breath on this warlock, even if he doesn't think he has committed some sins, but from Yi Shuyuan's point of view, all disasters are self-inflicted.

"It's just that I took your alchemy after all, I hope you can do it yourself in the future!"

Muttering a word, Yi Shuyuan stretched out his hand, and the Qiankun gourd over there flew into his hand.

The next moment, there was a "bang" in Yi Shuyuan's artistic conception, and above the peak, the pill furnace burst into flames, reflecting half of the sky red.

According to the appearance of the exterior scene, the Qiankun gourd in Yi Shuyuan's hand glowed red faintly, and he also opened the mouth of the gourd at this moment.

A wisp of fire and alcohol came out of the gourd.

Yi Shuyuan pinched the sword finger with his right hand, gently twisted around the mouth of the gourd to draw the anger to the fingertips, and then touched the warlock's chest.

In the next moment, the anger was like a tiny swimming dragon, which submerged into the warlock's chest in an instant, swam along the liver meridian and acupoints, and finally merged into the liver.

wow.
Hidden anger rising!

The Warlock was sweating in his sleep, as if he had been in a big furnace in his dream, it was so hot that he searched for water everywhere.
Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, and silently praised his exquisite mana control and unrestrained imagination, as expected of me!

"Get rid of the erysipelas in your liver, if you don't mess around, it won't be a big problem to live an extra ten or eight years!"

"Master, I packed it up!"

In fact, Shi Sheng had packed up his things long ago, but he watched the master curiously when he saw what the master was doing, and only made a sound when he saw that it was over.

"Well, let's go!"

As Yi Shuyuan said, he walked over, picked up the suitcase and carried it on his back, and led Shi Sheng to the gate of the inn.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind outside the house stopped and did not blow into the house.

The master and apprentice went out, and gently closed the door.

Although it was said that it was almost dawn, it was still dark outside the door. Yi Shuyuan took Shi Sheng's hand and strode towards the outside of the station. Not far away, he could see the leftover fire from last night.

The zombies and firewood were basically burned, but there was still some corpse smell left.

At this moment, the cold wind blows again, as if to dispel all the smell of corpses around Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng.

"Master, didn't you say that you took me to walk like a mortal, but you clearly used the immortal method!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Shi Sheng with some amusement.

"Walking like a mortal is just to understand the meaning of the world, encounter the things in the world, and touch the feelings of the world. There is no reason not to use immortal methods at all, it just depends on whether it is suitable!"

"Oh"

Shi Sheng responded, as if he understood, but at the moment when he stepped out of the gate of the post station, his eyes were also attracted by the figure outside the courtyard.

The father-in-law who delivered the fruit last night was standing there at the moment. When he saw Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng coming out, he bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Immortal Elder, the little old man sent you three respectfully!"

Yi Shuyuan bowed back with Shi Sheng clapping his hands, said "Farewell" and left on his own.

Shi Sheng just took a few steps and turned his head, looking at the land father over there.

Hui Mian stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder generously and yelled at the land lord.

"Hey that land, don't you hate that Warlock? Why do you want to thank him?"

The land lord didn't respond, just smiled without saying a word, thinking about the warlock's childhood appearance, if he met Yi Xianzhang at that time, maybe he would be able to sense that it was an immortal face to face?
The next moment, the Lord of the Land turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared into the ground.

"Tch, everyone is telling lies!"

After Hui Mian said this, he jumped off Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and slapped Shi Sheng on the head, causing Shi Sheng to quickly wipe his face with his hands.

"Senior Gray, the tail, the tail is blocking me!"

Hui Mian let out a "hey hey" before moving his tail away and lying on his stomach in a different direction. When Shi Chang grows up in the future, it may not be as fun as it is now.

Seeing this scene, Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but smile.
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Although the path at the foot is relatively biased, the scenery is not bad.

Yi Shuyuan led Shi Sheng forward, and the eastern skyline behind him had already turned white.

Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng stopped and turned to watch the rising sun.

"Shi Sheng, when watching the sun rise, don't just look at the sun, but feel the fire of the first ray of sky in your sight!"

"Ok!"

Gradually, the morning light illuminates the earth. Although it is the silent winter, the sun fire swayed by the rising sun is more prominent because of this.

In other words, in a cold environment, the warmth brought by the sun will be more prominent.

In Shi Sheng's eyes, for a moment, he seemed to see pieces of veils burning with flames under the sky covering.

Shi Sheng lowered his head and looked at himself, as if he could still see the faint flames beating, but when he looked again, it was gone, only the warmth brought by the morning light was left——
In the post station, a group of people who were sleeping soundly woke up one after another, and Jiao Zengping, as the master, was only woken up quietly after most of the disciples had already woken up.

"Hey, I slept so comfortably!"

Jiao Zengping yawned, surrounded by disciples who were asking questions early, he stretched, nodded to the disciples one by one, and then looked to another corner.

"Ok?"

The scholar and the child were not there, and their belongings were gone.

"What about the scholar and the child? When did you leave?"

"I don't know. I was the first to get up, but they were gone when I got up. They must be in a hurry, right?"

Hearing what a disciple said, Jiao Zengping couldn't help laughing at himself when he was disappointed.

Even if we meet each other again, it's just to say hello and say goodbye!
But Jiao Zengping soon felt the difference in his body. He felt that his body was very comfortable today, his breathing was smoother, and he even felt that things were much clearer.

This feeling dilutes Jiao Zengping's loss, and he can't help but walk out the door briskly.

"Master, I've fetched water, please come and wash up—"

There is a well in the station courtyard, and a disciple is calling the warlock there at the moment, although the well water is cold, it has not frozen.

"it is good!"

Jiao Zengping responded, walked over quickly, reached the wooden barrel by the well and wanted to reach out for water, but saw the cloth tied on the index finger of his left hand, so he simply untied it.

The wound on the finger is healing well and has scabbed over.

Jiao Zengping was taken aback for a moment, then splashed cold water on his face, and rubbed his face vigorously under the stimulation of the cold.
On the wall of the old coaching inn, the Land Lord reappeared in the smoke, but apparently no one could see him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, after a while I noticed that the erysipelas on my body was pulled out, and I probably realized that I met an immortal, but I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that time."

However, although the erysipelas was pulled out, the shortfall in the body has not been made up, but the land lord will not remind him again.

"Well, there are fewer and fewer people who will go this way."

After a puff of smoke, the little old man on the wall had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)