The wooden houses around are very primitive and simple ancient wooden houses.

The bedroom is connected to the study room, the area is not big or small, suitable for single living, there is not much furniture in the house, except for the necessary wardrobes and tables, there are almost no furnishings.

On the contrary, there are many things such as gossip plates, carved knife slips, and meditation futons. There is a blue-gray Taoist uniform on the bedside of the bed. It can be seen that the owner of the house should be a monk.

Chu Huai didn't know what place this was, or why he suddenly came here.

However, this room made him feel very familiar, with a very comfortable smell, and the habit of placing things in the room was very similar to his habits.

He stretched out his hand to touch, but the amazing thing was that he passed directly through the thing.

Obviously, although it looks real, the pictures in front of him are in fact fake. Could it be that the main hall still has institutions? What kind of magic tricks did he get in the dark?

Chu Huai was shocked and suspicious.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps and voices from outside.

"Uncle Wei, disciple begs you, you can do it well, go with the disciple. If you don't ask you to go back, the master will definitely not spare me..."

"Oh, can't forgive me? Could it be that brother, can he still kill you?"

"Uncle Wei..."

"Okay, don't worry about it. There is no elixir of life. The decay and decay of the world is a natural cycle. Only the soul is immortal. The brother has cultivated the Tao for so many years. I still don't understand the truth? What kind of pill, it's no wonder that he is the oldest among the seniors."

"Master, Master is worrying about transition!"

"Why, I'm asking for someone to talk back? There is no respect and inferiority at all. Now you just tell Grandpa not to go..."

"..."

Accompanied by a maddening word, the wooden house door opened.

A tall man in a dark cyan gown walked in. The other man's facial features were sharp and handsome, his face was expressionless and his whole body was indifferent.

Obviously it is the bones of the fairy wind, and the appearance of an expert with dusty temperament, but the venomous tongue makes the young Taoist priests behind him look helpless and distressed, and have a weird temper.

Chu Huai was shocked when he saw this scene, because the man in the long gown had the same facial features as him except for his appearance.

Could this be Wei Zifang?

And as if to confirm his guess, the man in the long-shirt sat down at the desk after entering the room, flipped through the book at random, and continued without looking up.

"Senior Nephew Gan Luo, Master Uncle today is in a bad mood. If you want to go back intact, you should leave as soon as possible. Before going out, your master should have told you what kind of person Wei Zifang is..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to bother you. My disciple will come back another day."

The young Taoist priest who was called Gan Luo paled, and he eagerly reverently said goodbye to leave.

After the other party left, Wei Zifang chuckled and murmured "It's really insincere", then put down the book in his hand, stood up, took the brush and dipped the ink with cinnabar, and practiced the boring talisman seriously...

No one noticed Chu Huai's existence from the beginning to the end of the whole process.

And Chu Huai couldn't touch anyone or anything.

This is not so much an illusion, as it is a memory, like the memory of watching an immersive movie.

He fell into Wei Zifang's memory...

Chu Huai quickly understood his situation after thinking.

Since he couldn't leave for the time being, he just kept watching. He really wanted to see what the memories that Xiao Ke remembered were like, and to see who Wei Zifang was.

Even if they were really the same person, the man's jealousy came out that even he would not let it go.

After figuring it out, Chu Huai continued to stay in this illusion of memory with peace of mind.

Just like the few words recorded by the old people about Wei Zifang, Wei Zifang is really a very strange-tempered person, and there is no standard moral concept in the other's thoughts.

As a cultivator, Wei Zifang does not have the righteousness of an ordinary Taoist.

This is not to say that Wei Zifang is a bad person, but the other party’s standard in dealing with things is only that he thinks it is right, and he does it, even if the pair seems unreasonable to others, and even does not conform to the decent style, but he thinks He just needs to do it.

Clear goals and perseverance are the biggest personality label of Wei Zifang.

At this point, Chu Huai had to admit that some things were carved in his bones and souls, and even time and reincarnation couldn't change that nature, and he did things the same way.

This kind of watching what happened to the familiar and unfamiliar one has a very strange feeling.

Although a person cannot touch anything in the memory illusion, he can feel what Wei Zifang feels. This true feeling should be the sensory memory in the depths of the soul.

Chu Huai increasingly looked forward to more memories of those past. He wanted to know everything that Xiao Ke had had before.

When he was still Wei Zifang, he was the youngest of all the disciples of Guiguzi, the latest to enter the door, but the most talented disciple. He was only in his twenties and had already mastered what his master had taught him.

It is precisely because of this talent that he is dedicated to pursuing the Great Way of Longevity, specializing in the mysteries of magic arts, and not asking about world affairs.

But no one can say about destiny.

Brother Xu, who had traveled in his early years, sent his disciple Gan Luo to the door and asked him to go down the mountain to the Qin Palace to jointly study and refine the elixir of immortality.

Immortality is something everyone wants extravagantly, including the arrogant Wei Zifang.

But unlike most alchemists who put their hope on the refining of pill, he doesn't believe that one pill can lead to longevity, he only believes that his own practice evolves into an immortal.

Although the theory of becoming immortal has never been realized, and no one knows whether it is there or not, this is the ultimate goal pursued by the cultivator.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this single-minded dedication that makes him improve faster than all the senior brothers in their Taoism and deeds.

Therefore, he didn't care much about the disciples sent by brother to invite him. Brother Xu really went back more and more, and he was obsessed with these nonsense.

However, the disciples sent by the brother this time were extremely persistent, and looked like they would not go back without reaching their goals.

If someone else is going to do it directly, but Brother Xu has been kind to him since he was a child and brought him up on behalf of the master, and he is also his brother and father. It's really not easy to do something with Brother Xu's people.

He was so annoyed that he had no choice but to say,

"Okay, you can let me go, ask the senior brother to come and tell me by himself, I want to see if this trip is worth it or not..."

He still has a lot of techniques that he hasn't thoroughly studied, and it will take a few years to go out. He doesn't have so much leisure time to waste time. The seniors have troubled him many times because of his obsessive pill. It's really helpless.

Xianyang City is thousands of miles away from Ghost Valley. He thought that the brother must be too lazy to toss, but he didn't expect people to actually come.

"You are not old, and the life span of a mortal is 300. Are men interested in pregnancy?"

Among the many seniors, Senior Brother Xu knows him best, and he will see the mountains when he meets the door. He knows that he likes to study all kinds of strange things and things most.

There are people in this world who can live long without cultivating, and have a life span of up to three hundred? Can you be pregnant as a man against the laws of nature?

"Senior brother, are you serious about this?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold. The younger brother is self-conscious and comfortable in seclusion, but after all, there are still many inconveniences. You can follow the brother to the palace, daily life, necessary elixir, and seal materials. Your majesty can find it with a sacred decree. , Wouldn’t Junior Brother be more able to concentrate on cultivation..."

"I'm just tired of waiting. It's not impossible to go down the mountain, but if the brother bluffs me again this time, don't bother me again in the future, or don't blame the ovary for damaging the precious furnace of the brother."

"Your temper is still so weird and sunny. Don't worry, you will have something to gain from this time of going down the mountain."

Sometimes fate is so wonderful, even if you don’t know each other thousands of miles apart, fate can draw a line.

Chu Huai looked at the bits and pieces of the illusion memory and couldn't help but laugh.

He will be able to see Xiao Ke soon, and I wonder if Xiao Ke is so cunning and cute when he met him in modern times.

Definitely, only such a cute boy can make coldhearted people move.

The huge curiosity caused Wei Zifang to be moved by Xu Fu, packed up his things and went down the mountain to Xianyang City.

The world is unified, the six kingdoms are returned to Qin, and the imperial capital Xianyang is prosperous.

Wei Zifang often traveled around looking for materials for elixir, talisman, seals, and this was the first time he came to Xianyang City. He also had to lament that the prosperity of Xianyang was really attractive.

The local geomantic omen is even better, the capital is standing above the black water dragon vein, it is no wonder that the Qin State can dominate.

After a brief visit to Emperor Qin and settled down as an alchemist, he did not check the progress of Brother Xu and the other alchemists' medicines, but immediately ran to the prison where the elderly were imprisoned.

Not an old person, that is, a strange person who is young and immortal in the eyes of an ordinary person, and a man is pregnant.

Because this race is too mysterious, except for the currently imprisoned Emperor Qin, he has tried his best to find no other, so the guards are very strict.

For this reason, Emperor Qin specially built a dungeon in a valley to isolate him from the rest of the world and imprison him, except for alchemy alchemists and officials of related positions.

And these young people only have one hour a day to come out to breathe activities. At other times, soldiers will be strictly guarded in the dark dungeon, waiting for the alchemist to take blood for alchemy, or directly become a medicine.

In a grassy clearing that was strictly controlled by soldiers, he saw the old man, whom he had been curious about for a long time.

This group of people not only possesses a special physique, but also their appearance is extremely good. They are all men who are better-looking than women. Even if they don't suffer due to their physique, they will be coveted by others.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, and felt a little complicated about agreeing to this trip down the mountain.

At this moment, an anxious clear voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, you, it's you, the one in the robe, lift your feet up, you stepped on my little turtle!"

Chu Huai saw that Wei Zifang turned around.

A dirty boy with bright eyes was running towards him quickly, and he was shocked.

Then lowered his head, a little tortoise died cruelly and inhumanly under his feet...