Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

After many deductions and guesses about the causes and consequences of that day's incident, Ye Wentian already had a rough idea.

Having said that it is just speculation, and then thinking about the relationship between Xiang Yao and Kunlun, although it cannot be truly determined, there is nothing wrong with putting this shit basin on Kunlun.

And there is a high probability that it is closely related to it. Within the earth, Ye Wentian can hardly find any other suspects.

……

"Brother, I'm coming~"

At the water pavilion in the other courtyard where everyone often gathered, they saw Ye Wentian preparing to add water to the cup. Lin Bai, who had red lips and white teeth, looked smart and snatched the pot away with great speed.

Then with a smile on his face, he diligently added water to the cup in front of Ye Wentian. Seeing this, Ye Wentian knew that he must have something to ask for, so he asked helplessly:

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Hehe~ Senior brother, this mountain is quite boring. Can you help me beg my father for permission to go down the mountain?"

Seeing Ye Wentian pointing out his little trick easily, Lin Bai felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and said the purpose in an extremely low voice, but...

"Lin Bai! It's okay to just play around on weekdays, but how can you act so recklessly in front of Wentian? Go back to the house and practice!"

Sure enough, Uncle Jiu, who was discussing with other people at another stone table separated by only a few meters, heard it, and what followed was his son's anger that he had lost my face.

Not only was he ashamed of not being able to teach his son well, but there was also Uncle Jiu's pride at work. Of course, this was only based on Ye Wentian's impression in Uncle Jiu's mind.

If the person Lin Bai was asking for was someone else, Uncle Jiu would definitely not be so angry, and at least he would have to maintain the dignity of a leader.

After all, it was Ye Wentian who was too highly regarded in Uncle Jiu's heart. As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

The two apprentices cannot stand on the stage. If their son continues to idle around like this, Uncle Jiu will probably die in peace...

"I…"

"If you say one more word, I will punish you by copying the Tao Te Ching three hundred times!"

"..."

Lin Bai was about to defend himself, but when he heard such a severe punishment, he immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say anything more. He could only walk out of the other courtyard dejectedly.

Pfft~ Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ye Wentian almost couldn't help but spit out the tea in his mouth.

If I say it three hundred times, it will amount to 1.5 million words. If I really want to copy it, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish it in ten days and a half...

"Lin Bai is young and has nothing to do, so why should he be so harsh? Now times have changed, people have more pursuits and lifestyles, and they also have their own future.

Maybe we should listen more to his thoughts. I believe that whether you are practicing Taoism or choosing to be an ordinary person, Maoshan can provide enough resources. Uncle Jiu, what do you think? ! "

"..."

After Lin Bai left, Genius Ye Wen slowly expressed such a new point of view, which made Uncle Jiu fall into serious thinking.

Not only Uncle Jiu, but everyone else also looked thoughtful.

The road to cultivation is long and difficult to see the end, and is always accompanied by danger. In fact, Ye Wentian has long seen that Lin Bai is not keen on cultivation.

Maybe he has good qualifications and Maoshan can provide many resources, but if he doesn't have a heart for the Tao, forcing him to practice will be half the result with half the effort.

It's better to let him choose a path he likes, like Ye Wentian, who temporarily sets immortality as his goal. After immortality, he will live forever first.

But for other people, longevity may not be so important. At least to them, there are other things that they think are more worth striving for than longevity.

"Yeah~ Times have changed."

Uncle Jiu sighed, agreeing with Ye Wentian's point of view. In fact, as far as he was concerned, he started on the path of spiritual practice just to learn some skills to survive in troubled times.

The goal of slaying demons and even pursuing stronger power came later. After being injured in a surprise attack, he was once decadent and wanted to die alone.

It wasn't until he met Qiu Sheng, who wanted to practice Taoism out of curiosity, and the poor scholar who was alone, that he came up with the new goal of inheriting the mantle, and everything that happened in the future.

It can be said that he has been forced to move forward all his life, and the fact that he has cultivated to this point is because God has given him an excellent qualification.

And there were many narrow escapes along the way, so how could there be any choice?Even asking for a wife is forced... Why bother to make things difficult for others?

……

"How are you recovering from your injuries?"

Genius Ye Wen ignored Uncle Jiu and felt sorry for himself, and turned his attention to Ye Zixuan who was aside.

"Hehe~ It's almost done. Thank you for your concern, brother~"

Ye Zixuan acted like an eccentric person, stretched out her hand to indicate to Ye Wentian to check it out casually, and blinked her eyes very playfully, which made Ye Wentian feel very funny.

"That's good...how has Aunt Qiu consolidated recently?"

Ye Wentian once again turned the topic to Qiu Chi, who was sitting opposite.

"I have mastered all the methods of transforming into gods. Why~ do you want to practice your skills?"

Seeing Ye Wentian's curious baby-like expression, Qiu Chi instantly understood what he was thinking, and asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I can't ask for it... However, there is no suitable place on earth for a fight. We have to find a place where we can attack with all our strength. We need to think about this carefully. Can you and I pick a time?"

Ye Wentian has long been curious about the true strength of the God Transformation. At first, he only experienced the incomplete method of the God Transformation from the Underworld Judge.

The enemies he fought subsequently were either loose immortals or ancient demon cultivators, so there was no way to compare them.

In the past, there were always calculations and guesses about the abilities of the Transformation God, and there was still no way to count them.

At this moment, Qiu Chi finally had such a true transformed god, and Ye Wentian naturally wanted to experience the true strength of the third level of cultivation.

"As you wish~"

When Qiu Chi heard this, he just said something casually and took a sip from his glass, as if he was not interested at all.

"A word is settled!"

"..."

It seemed like that was the case, but Ye Wentian still deliberately avoided looking at him from Qiuchi.

And in the subtle gaze that inadvertently glanced at the sky, I felt the deep fighting intention hidden deep inside.

It was obvious that what Qiu Chi was thinking was not as calm as she showed.

I guess it's because Ye Wentian has always dominated the entire monastic world, so she behaves like this? Because I'm not sure if I can beat Ye Wentian in a real fight? !

Who among you doesn’t know who? !Still pretending to be here... he probably guessed all the thoughts in Qiu Chi's heart, Ye Wentian just laughed secretly in his heart.

People have seven emotions and six desires. Isn't it normal for Qiuchi to have such a competitive side? !

"What are you talking about? Let me join in the fun!"

Just when Ye Wentian and Qiu Chi had agreed to make time to have a fight, the leader of Liuyun Temple, who had no eyesight, came up to them on his own, with a curious look on his face.

Usually, Ye Qing would stay away from places where Qiu Chi was around, so Lin Bai, the only child, left, leaving only Ye Wentian and three others at the table.