Chapter 1 The Immortal Man "Master Xu, the Taoist priest and the master have been waiting for a long time." A soft whisper came to his ear, and Xu Heng suddenly came back to his senses and looked back. When she made eye contact with him, a few wisps of blush appeared on the maid's face. She seemed to be panicked. She quickly lowered her head, paused, and then whispered: "Master, do you need a maid to help wash you?" It's interesting to say that Xu Heng is used to this kind of treatment, but now, he wants to do it himself. "No need." Xu Heng responded and his eyes fell back into the copper basin. The basin was already filled with warm water, reflecting his appearance. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyebrows were like sloping jade mountains, and his eyes were like snow-dotted paint. He was paired with a bun and a wooden hairpin. He really looked like a fairy. Fortunately, a few strands of hair hung down from his temples and they were erased. A little too lofty, leaving only the unrestrained and unrestrained nature. This appearance was really good, but when Xu Heng looked at it, he sighed softly, reached into the water and broke the water mirror. He quickly finished washing, stood up and called out: "Please lead the way, girl." The maid responded with a blessing and led the way out of the wing. The two walked through the courtyard and verandah and arrived at a hall. There were already people in the hall, chatting happily. "Oh?" Upon noticing Xu Heng's arrival, the man in robes on the main seat showed admiration and greeted him first, "Here comes the Taoist Priest." Sitting on the left seat was an old Taoist with white hair and a boyish face, wearing a bamboo cane and mango shoes. Hearing this, he remained calm and said calmly: "My disciple is still young, so he is too sleepy."
Xu Heng secretly took a breath, took two steps forward to see the members, and bowed to the old man: "I've seen the master... I'm late." The old Taoist didn't say much, just waved his hand and said to the members: "These days, my master and apprentice have been harassing each other a lot, so I took my leave." The officer hurriedly said: "The Taoist priest is out of sight. If the Taoist priest had not come to the rescue, I am afraid that more than a hundred people in my palace would..." At this point, Wang Yuanwai paused for a moment, unwilling to say those unlucky words, and instead said: "I specially prepared a thank you gift for the Taoist Priest." Upon hearing this, the steward standing nearby quickly placed the tray with both hands. On the tray, there were several rows of shining gold and silver. In addition, there were some old-looking objects neatly placed. "Knowing that the Taoist priest likes antiquities, Mr. Wang specially collected some." Wang Yuanwai said sincerely: "Besides, there are some gold and silver as gifts, which is not respectful, so I ask the Taoist priest to accept them." The old Taoist smiled slightly, and as expected, he did not refuse. He raised his sleeve and saw that the tray was instantly empty, and everything was gone. The staff and supervisors were all dumbfounded. The old Taoist said leisurely: "I accept the kindness of the member, and we will say goodbye. There is no need to see you off." As soon as he finished speaking, the few people outside the staff felt their eyes flicker, Lao Dao and Xu Heng had disappeared. Wang Yuanwai swallowed the unfinished words, leaned back on the chair, and sighed: "...He is truly an immortal!" …… Are you really a fairy? The old Taoist led Xu Heng out of the palace, immediately changed his face, and with a wave of his hand, he discarded all the old objects as if they were in rags. Xu Heng was not surprised either. To save the palace from water and fire, the "water and fire" were actually summoned by an experienced magician who killed several people for no reason just to get an unknown and mysterious antique. As for these objects, they were nothing more than a flattering move by the king to create a misunderstanding. To an experienced Taoist, even if they were pawned, they would still despise the waste of effort. They were far less useful than real gold and silver. So we have to say whether the Taoist is a god or not? He does have some mysterious magic, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a man among gods, but in terms of his behavior, he is more like an evil demon. Xu Heng couldn't help but sigh again. Coming to this world, it is a good thing to have the hope of practicing magic, but if the master you worship is a cultivator of evil ways, it will not be very satisfactory. Xu Heng was a little depressed, but the old Taoist didn't notice it, or maybe he didn't care. He took Xu Heng on the road and suddenly asked, "How is the Qi refining technique going?"
Xu Heng hesitated for a moment, then answered honestly: "I broke through the second level yesterday." "What?" The old Taoist was obviously startled, but he immediately realized what he was doing and praised three times with great joy: "Okay, okay, okay!" His attitude became more enthusiastic, and he said: "I'm going to Yingzhou. I will prepare some elixirs for you, so you can practice well and don't be lazy." Xu Heng was surprised and asked: "Yingzhou?" "That's right." The old Taoist said: "Yingzhou is a strategic point in the north and south. It is extremely prosperous and there are more practitioners..." After a pause, he said with some yearning, "We will go to Yingzhou to practice in the future." "Yingzhou, it takes several months to get there by boat, right?" Yingzhou is thousands of miles away. Although the old Taoist has some magic skills, it is still far behind the legendary traveling thousands of miles in a day. If he wants to go to such a far place, the fastest way is to use water transportation. Hearing this, the old Taoist just smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I'll be there soon." Xu Heng looked puzzled and followed Lao Dao all the way out of the city and walked along the official road for a long time before arriving at a post pavilion. There were already people waiting in the pavilion. When he noticed the two people arriving, he stood up and said a little impatiently: " Old Ghost Pan, you came too slowly." Xu Heng had never seen Lao Dao Pan be so polite, and even a little low-key, he responded: "Brother Taoist, don't blame me for the delay." The man snorted and seemed unwilling to say more. His eyes turned to Xu Heng, but suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Where did this boy come from who is so good-looking?" Xu Heng was startled. This man was wearing a hood. When he turned around, he saw a ferocious face. His face was covered with abscesses and his eyes were sinister. He really didn't look like a kind person. Pan Laodao smiled softly and said: "This is Lao Tao's new disciple, who wants to inherit Lao Tao's mantle." "Mantle?" The man seemed to be extremely disdainful. He let out a laugh, but did not bother with it and said, "Stop talking nonsense, we will set off for Yingzhou now." Pan Laodao solemnly said: "Excuse me, Taoist brother, I'm going to take the poor Taoist master and apprentice with me." The man waved his hand and suddenly threw it, and a small boat flew out. In Xu Heng's surprised eyes, it grew to more than a foot long in the wind and hung steadily in the air. The hooded man didn't waste any time. He jumped onto the flying boat and waved: "Come up." Xu Heng's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but think: "Could this be the magic weapon of the Immortal family? At worst, it is also a magic weapon, right?" Pan Laodao also had envy in his eyes, and he jumped into the boat. Only then did Xu Heng realize that he had already practiced some cultivation, so it was not difficult to do it. The two of them got into the boat, and saw the hooded man raising his hand and pointing, and the flying boat immediately lifted up and reached the sky in a moment. This place was originally an official post pavilion. Although no one was passing by it just now, now that the flying boat was rising, someone suddenly saw it. Xu Heng's eyesight was still good, and he could even see someone leaning down from a distance, kowtowing and bowing three times, and seemed to be praising him. The voice of the immortal family came faintly. The hooded man couldn't help laughing when he saw this. A thousand miles is less than a step, and a boat is too much to lift. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed the case. …… (End of this chapter)