The worry-free crane cloak flutters in the wind, and the old man tells the origin of Hulu Mountain with a melancholy expression.
As Li Zhige guessed, this Calabash Mountain is a spiritual treasure, and it is also an innate spiritual treasure.
Before the Buzhou Mountain Pillar was broken, there was a gourd vine growing on the mountain. There were seven precious gourds on the gourd vine, and they fell into the hands of seven people respectively. Among the seven people who got the precious gourd, one of them, Xi, became a saint, and the remaining three were not simple characters either.
After Hongyun Taoist picked the red gourd, he refined it into the Jiujiu Sanpo gourd, which contains red sand and can exhale smoke. Once it is contaminated with the smoke exhaled by Jiujiu Sanpo, it will become the Great Luo Jinxian, and it will be transformed in no time. It turns into pus and blood, and the soul is gone.
Taoist Hongyun is an honest and kind person, and he is close friends with the Immortal Zhenyuan in front of him.
In the past, Taoist ancestor Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace and assigned six holy thrones. Taoist Hongyun originally had the opportunity to have a holy throne, but he gave up the opportunity to the two Western leaders. At the same time, the demon master Kunpeng also gave up the holy throne.
Because Hongyun Taoist caused the demon master Kunpeng to give up the saint, this is a life-and-death feud.
Not long after the sermon in Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongyun was besieged by the two demon kings, Kunpeng and Dijuntaiyi. As a result, his soul was scattered and his true spirit disappeared without a trace. In the prehistoric land at that time, Empress Houtu had not yet transformed into reincarnation, so Taoist Hongyun did not even have a chance to reincarnate.
Immortal Zhenyuan was a step too slow when he rushed to rescue his friend, and in the end he only intercepted the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd from the demon master Kunpeng.
Because of the battle with the two demon kings, Demon Master Kunpeng and Di Juntaiyi, not only Taoist Hongyun died, but also the Jiujiu Sanso Gourd was damaged.
Immortal Zhenyuan originally wanted to take the Jiujiu Sanso Gourd with him to raise him. After all, it was the only thing left by his friend. But every time he saw the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, Immortal Zhenyuan would miss him and be deeply saddened.
Finally, Immortal Zhenyuan placed the severely damaged Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd in a remote place in the far east of the ancient world, allowing the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd to recover on its own.
Countless years have passed, and the prehistoric land has experienced one war after another. In the end, the prehistoric land has broken into larger western plates, which are now the Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanchanbuzhou, Xiniuhezhou, and Beijuluzhou. .
During this long period of time, the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd turned into a big mountain, which is the Calabash Mountain at its feet.
Listening to the melancholy expression of Immortal Zhenyuan recounting the past, Bai Suzhen, the golden snake demon and the green snake demon, and the three snake demons were confused and confused. They had no other expressions except shock.
Immortal Zhenyuan was telling the origin of Jiujiu Sanso, but Li Zhige was not interested. Now Li Zhige was organizing his words in his mind, hoping to impress Immortal Zhenyuan and join the sect of this earthly immortal ancestor. Practice magical powers.
As for the Jiujiu Soul Gourd, Li Zhige didn't dare to think about it.
It is an innate spiritual treasure, and it is also the top-level existence among the innate spiritual treasures. No matter how open-minded and broad-minded Immortal Zhenyuan is, it is impossible for him to give the Nine-Nine Sanso Soul Gourd to himself.
After Master Zhenyuan finished talking about the origin of the Jiujiu Sanpo gourds, he waved the jade whisk lightly in his hand, and the seven gourds that Li Zhige had cultivated for three years turned into seven streams of red, orange, red, green, blue, and purple, and were driven into the sky. A mountain shaped like a gourd.
As the colorful light was driven into the mountain, the entire Calabash Mountain began to shake violently, and the earth and rocks covering the surface of the mountain began to fall off layer by layer.
Because it was originally a huge gourd, it was covered with thick dust over the long years. After years of precipitation, the dust covering the gourd accumulated thicker and thicker, and vegetation slowly grew out, so today's Calabash Mountain is the result. .
The earth and rocks fell off, Zhenyuan Immortal raised his hand lightly, and the two monsters, the Golden Snake Demon and the Green Snake Demon, were swept away like dust and flew to an unknown destination.
In front of people with great supernatural powers like Zhenyuan Immortal, the golden snake demon and the green snake demon seemed so insignificant that Zhenyuan Immortal didn't even bother to take their lives. He just swept the two demons away like dust.
Seeing Immortal Zhenyuan's move, Li Zhige immediately understood, reached out and grabbed Bai Suzhen and flew up into the air.
It was obvious that Immortal Zhenyuan wanted to take away the Nine-Nine Soul Gourd that had recovered from cultivation, but it was a pity that the gourd that he had worked hard to cultivate for three years ended up in vain and he caught nothing.
After a second thought, Li Zhige became more open-minded again.
If he hadn't planted the gourds here for three years, how would he have had the opportunity to meet this Earth Immortal ancestor who was the same as him in the world, or even have the opportunity to become a disciple of this Earth Immortal ancestor?
In mid-air, Li Zhige stood on the clouds and looked carefully at the red gourd below.
Below, Immortal Zhenyuan pinched the seal with his hand and fired out a few spells of magic. The huge red gourd rose up from the ground, quickly began to get smaller, and finally became the size of a palm, and fell into the hands of Immortal Zhenyuan.
Calabash Mountain disappeared, leaving only a pit on the ground and an old man holding a calabash.
Immortal Zhenyuan held the red gourd blooming with treasure in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said to himself, "After all these years, I have finally recovered."
Seeing Immortal Zhenyuan collect the gourd, Li Zhige quickly pressed down the cloud head and landed it on the ground.
Li Zhige knew very well that Immortal Zhenyuan came here for the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd. Now that he has collected the Gourd, he should leave. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to become a disciple, then there will be no shop like this in this village.
Falling to the ground, looking at the kind-faced old man in front of him, Li Zhige carefully considered his words and asked, "The immortal has taken away the gourd, but is he leaving?"
The old man held the gourd in his hand and looked at Li Zhige. He shook his head with a smile and said in a gentle voice, "My little friend, this old man is not only here for the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, but also for you."
Li Zhige was shocked and immediately overjoyed.
In this world of immortals, divination is a skill that every person with great supernatural powers can master. When people with great supernatural powers accept disciples, they often value fate. If you have a master-disciple relationship, you can naturally become a disciple of someone with great supernatural powers.
If there is no master-disciple fate, you can't make an exception for a person with great supernatural powers to accept a disciple, no matter how hard you kowtow.
Didn't Immortal Zhenyuan's words imply that he was a disciple?
While Li Zhige was overjoyed, he bent his legs and knelt on the ground like pushing a mountain of gold over a jade pillar. He said in an urgent voice, "Young man Li Zhige pays homage to the master."
However, the moment Li Zhige knelt down, Immortal Zhenyuan moved to the side, looked at Li Zhige with a surprised expression on his face, and asked Li Zhige with surprise in his voice, "Little friend , what are you doing?"
Li Zhige's expression froze, his face was hot and he couldn't help it, "The Immortal is here for the boy, isn't he going to take the boy under his sect?"
Immortal Zhenyuan laughed dumbly, "Little friend, you misunderstood. This old man is indeed here for you, but he has no intention of accepting a disciple."
Li Zhige's expression completely stiffened, the original look of surprise on his face solidified, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his sincere and fervent heart to become a disciple froze.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that it was just self-indulgence. There was no so-called master-disciple relationship between me and Immortal Zhenyuan.
At this moment, Li Zhige felt both embarrassed and sad.
