Chapter 10 Ask Peng Zu
One day, a strange young man came to Baihe Village.According to the young man, he traveled all over the world, looking for immortals and Taoists.

This young man is Fang Yang.

He disguised himself and entered Baihe Village to inquire about the situation in the mountains ahead.The villagers of Baihe Village have lived at the foot of the mountain for generations, so they know the situation in the mountain very well.

The villagers saw that he was dressed in expensive clothes, young and rich, and thought he was a rich man, so they went straight to a respectable old man in the village.

"Young Master, you found our Baihe Village, which means that you still have a bit of fairy fate. The person we are going to meet now is the oldest elder in our village. He has lived for 800 years."

"800!?"

Fang Yang listened, secretly vigilant in his heart.Is a person who has lived for 800 years still a mortal?

Thinking of this, he touched the Baoguang bronze mirror in his arms, and made up his mind.With this magic weapon, even if it is a snake god with Xuanxian cultivation level, he can't help it.

"Young master, don't be nervous. This elder is not a cultivator as you think, he is just an ordinary person."

Seeing Fang Yang's serious expression, the villagers thought Fang Yang was nervous, so they spoke out.

Fang Yang was slightly taken aback by what the villagers said.Can the average person live 800 years?
"Young Master, don't you believe me? Everyone in this village knows about this elder's deeds. 800 years ago, when he went to Lianyun Mountain to collect firewood, he saw a naked baby in the grass. He thought it was abandoned by someone. I picked up the baby, and hurried over to check."

"My lord, guess what?"

The villagers sold off.

Fang Yang thought for a while, and said, "Could it be that this baby is a descendant of a fairy, and this elder saved the descendant of a fairy, and got reward from the fairy?"

The villagers instantly possessed different possessions and shook their heads:

"No, no! After picking up the baby, the elder realized that this baby is actually not a baby, but a fairy fruit.

"Fairy fruit?"

Fang Yang's heart moved slightly.

According to the villagers' description, he thought of a kind of fairy fruit.

Ginseng fruit blooms every 3000 years, bears fruit every 3000 years, matures every 3000 years, and only bears [-] fruits each time.

If a person is destined, if he gets the fruit and smells it, he can live 360 ​​years; if he eats one, he can live for 7000 years.

If that elder sees ginseng fruit, he only needs to take a few breaths of fruit gas, and he will live for 800 years without any problem.

"The elder wanted to eat the celestial fruit, but the celestial fruit looked too much like a baby. He was worried that the celestial fruit had spirits and eating it would harm his morality, so he took the celestial fruit home and worshiped it day and night. "

"Good people have good rewards. After offering the fairy fruit, the elder's waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer painful, and his body ailments are all gone, and his appearance becomes younger and younger."

"In this way, the elder enshrined the fairy fruit for three years. Three years later, on a thunderstorm night, the fairy fruit turned into a black-clothed fairy wearing a white ribbon and flew into the vast mountain."

The face of the villagers was full of envy. It seemed that he wished to replace the elders and live to be [-] years old.

During the conversation, the villagers brought Fang Yang to the door of the elder's house.

It is worthy of being a person who has lived for 800 years. After eight lifetimes of hard work, the elders live in a big villa. Of course, it is a big villa in this era.

The elder's home occupies a large area, which is equivalent to three other villagers' homes. There is a rockery and a pond in the home, which looks very cozy.

"Peng Zu, this is the younger generation who wants to seek immortality and Taoism."

After the villagers finished speaking, the elder saluted and turned to leave.

Under the banyan tree by the pond, there are old men with white hair parted in the middle. Although the old man's hair is all white, his skin is like that of a young man, exuding the breath of life.

The first time he heard the villagers mention the elder's name, Fang Yang was slightly startled.

He first met Yu Gong, and now he met Peng Zu again. Is he going to meet all the characters in the myth once?

"Old man."

He cupped his hands at Peng Zu.

Peng Zu nodded, his eyes were full of wisdom. After looking Fang Yang up and down, he spoke.

"Xiangsheng, you are not a mortal, are you?"

After living for 800 years, a pig can become a spirit, let alone a human being. By observing Fang Yang's temperament, he immediately knew that Fang Yang was not a mortal.

However, he couldn't see that Fang Yang was a monster.

The behavior of monsters often has the habits of the body. Fang Yang is a human being, and he does not look like a cat in his movements.

"The old man has good eyesight. I came from the Taihang Mountains 30 miles away, traveling around the world, looking for opportunities to become immortals."

Peng Zu was noncommittal, he pointed to the chair opposite, and signaled Fang Yang to take a seat.

"Young people have lofty aspirations, but becoming a fairy is not an easy task."

"Please guide the maze!"

Fang Yang cupped his hands.

He knew that he would soon be able to know some information about this world.

Of course he knows that there are gods, demons, emperors, and emperors in this world, but he knows nothing about the structure of the world.

Peng Zudao: "The way of immortality in the world comes from the Taoist sect. If the younger generation wants to become a fairy, the best choice is to worship the four religions of Taoism."

This Fang Yang was not surprised, Xuanmen is Taoism, and the process of becoming an immortal is also called cultivating Taoism.

"Old sir, please drink tea."

Fang Yang graciously poured Peng Zu a cup of tea.

"The four religions of Xuanmen are the Renjiao founded by Taiqing Daode Tianzun; , Xuanmen is the orthodox sect of immortality in the world, so Xuanmen is also called the authentic sect of Xuanmen."

What Peng Zu said was calm, but Fang Yang's heart was full of turmoil.

After hearing keywords such as "explaining education", "cutting education", and "Western teaching", if he still doesn't know which world he has traveled to, he can find a basketball, cut a hole in the basketball, and put it on his head.

"The prehistoric world!"

Fang Yang said word by word in his heart.

"Is it difficult to worship these four sects?"

Although he was shocked in his heart, he remained calm on the surface.

Peng Zu shook his head, mocking himself.

"It's more than difficult. For ordinary people like us, there is no chance at all."

"How do you say this? Other sects may not be able to worship, but I have heard people say that there is no distinction between the teachings of the interception religion. As long as you want to practice Taoism, you can listen to the teachings of saints."

Fang Yang pretended to be puzzled and asked.

Peng Zu looked at Fang Yang with pity, and asked.

"Later, let me ask you, are you a descendant of the Human Queen?"

"no!"

"Then do you have elders who are high officials in the court?"

"The younger generation is an ordinary person, and the family has some assets."

"Then you are the reincarnation of a congenital god, with great luck?"

"no!"

"Then you are an immortal with a high level of cultivation?"

"I don't know either!"

Peng Zu sneered:
"You don't have any background, why do you let the people in the Jiejiao take the initiative to recruit you? No one protects you, how can you cross the vast sea, break through the obstacles of countless demons on the sea, and reach the holy land of the Jiejiao?"

(End of this chapter)

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