I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 3
The bedroom was simply decorated, with a table, bed and other items. On the wall opposite the bed, there was a huge map of the country.

Lines are clearly outlined with red pen on it.

These are the places Fu Jin has been to in the three years since he graduated. Most of them were wandering between Long Province and the neighboring Qin Province, and some places were marked.

Fu Jin looked along the mark.

The closest place to home is Li County in the same province, which is the birthplace of the Qin people. It was there that he first saw practitioners, and near the excavated pre-Qin ruins, in the Lei Temple on the West Mountain, Obtained things left by ancient practitioners.

Look towards the south of the map.

Returning home from the ruins, he carried his luggage, transformed into a travel companion, and set foot on the Qinzhi Ancient Road from the pre-Qin era in Zhengning County, heading towards Qin Province.

On the way, he discovered a large number of footprints left by ancient people, and once again found things left by cultivators on Ziwu Ridge in the Qiaoshan area.

Then from south to north, we came to the most famous ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties in Qin Province, and received a small white jade coffin from the hands of Di Mouzi.

He looked at the city next to Chang'an, which was also marked with marks.

All the previous harvests were far less than what he found in the place called Shangshan.

It was here that he obtained the ancient scriptures left by his predecessors and entered the door of cultivation.

Finally, I returned to the province and came to the world-famous grottoes. Under a mural inside, I got the relics left by the ancient monks.

Looking at the marked map, Fu Jin recalled all the experiences of his previous journeys.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled it off the wall, rolled it up again, activated his energy, and inhaled with his palms. The map that recorded his three years was completely reduced to a pile of shredded paper. The sound of pumping disappeared.

Taking one last look at the courtyard that accompanied him growing up, Fu Jin locked the door and drove straight to the airport.

Two days later, Fu Jin appeared in Qi Province, contacted Ye Fan by phone, and rushed to the destination on the scenic bus.

At the foot of Mount Tai, at the entrance of a certain express hotel, several young men and women dressed casually kept talking, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"When will Fujin arrive?" The gentle-looking Wang Ziwen looked at Ye Fan, who was standing tall and tall next to him.

Ye Fan and Fu Jin have been good friends since they entered college. Because of the latter's health, Ye Fan is always the one who stands up for him when he encounters trouble.

"He said he was almost there, I guess it was really almost there." Ye Fan didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes suddenly started searching in front of the hotel.

When he saw the parking lot next to the hotel, his expression changed and he immediately pointed there.

"Isn't it?"

Everyone looked at what they were pointing at, and saw a young man in a white T-shirt and jeans walking this way. When he saw them, he waved in this direction.

"Hi."

Fu Jin, who noticed everyone, strode over and punched Ye Fan in the chest.

"Fuck." Ye Fan rubbed his chest, but did not respond in kind. He just patted Fu Jin on the shoulder and said in surprise:

"When did you get so strong? It's a good chance you didn't send me away."

"Didn't I tell you that I have been cultivating immortality recently and have made some gains."

Fu Jin's sincere answer left everyone speechless. Wang Ziwen also came forward, looked at Fu Jin's current appearance, and said with a smile:
“It’s becoming increasingly unreliable.

"However, my face is getting softer and tenderer."

The eyes of several girls were bright and they couldn't help but come forward and chattered questions.

"Fujin, are you secretly using cosmetics?"

"Tell me what brand you use."

Facing everyone’s questions, Fu Jin smiled and explained:

"Maybe it's the benefit of cultivating immortals." According to legend, those who are successful in cultivation will rejuvenate and become as beautiful as virgins. "

"Tch." Everyone looked at him with contempt.

"Okay, Da Xian'er, stop showing off, let's settle down first." Ye Fan took the initiative to take the backpack.

After saying hello to friends and classmates who were familiar and unfamiliar, Fu Jin followed them into the hotel.

While waiting to check in, Ye Fan asked him what he was doing in the parking lot. Fu Jin smiled and said, "Let's see if the parking lot can accommodate a yacht." This made everyone helpless.

Several people who were familiar with Fu Jin's physical condition even wondered whether Fu Jin could not bear the blow and was experiencing mental abnormalities.

So when Fu Jin entered his room, the familiar Ye Fan, Zhang Wenchang, Liu Yiyi and others also walked in.

"Tell me, what have you been doing recently?" Ye Fan asked with concern.

Fu Jin didn't hide anything, and gave a general summary of his recent experiences. As for things like cultivation, since everyone didn't believe it, he didn't say anything more.

"You can really run." Ye Fan, who has a tendency to be an otaku, sighed, and then asked:
"What about your health?"

"It can't be solved yet." Fu Jin shook his head.

Although that drop of green blood caused a lot of changes in his body, he could guess that the green blood was actually his own blood, refined from the broken monument. It was not an external force and could not change congenital and hereditary diseases.

Everyone's eyes were dim, and some felt sympathy.

"Technology is progressing." Ye Fan encouraged in a deep voice:
"As long as you are alive, there will always be a solution one day."

Fu Jin agreed with Ye Fan's words and was not discouraged by it. He seemed to be joking and said:

"A fortune teller I met a few years ago said the same thing."

Several other people were amused by Fu Jin's optimistic attitude, and Ye Fan directly raised his middle finger.

"I don't know how to tell fortunes."

"You don't know how to tell fortunes. But that gentleman said that all my hope for cure lies in you, Ye Daxian." Fu Jin laughed.

Everyone talked and laughed, and did not disperse to rest until late at night. When the night passed, a total of thirty people, including Fu Jin, set out from the foot of the mountain and began their journey to climb Mount Tai.

"It's a pity that Pang Bo hasn't arrived yet." Ye Fan was a little regretful.

"He will definitely be able to catch up. If he takes the cable car, he might be able to catch up." Fu Jin said casually.

Mount Tai, the first of the five mountains, is known as the best mountain in the world.

Going straight up the road, you will encounter countless places of interest and historical sites, as well as various legends left behind in ancient times, which are amazing.

Before evening came, everyone climbed to the top of Mount Tai.

Standing on the top of the Jade Emperor, overlooking the mountains and the Yellow River, the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are spread out like a picture scroll, with majestic momentum and spectacular scenery.

Everyone was immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

"Boom"

The sudden sound of wind and thunder woke everyone up. In the night that was about to fall, several black spots appeared, expanded rapidly, and reached the sky above Mount Tai.

Nine behemoths shaped like the legendary real dragons pulled a huge ancient bronze coffin, and while everyone was stunned, they smashed heavily on the top of the Jade Emperor.

Bang.

The peak shook, cracks abounded, and five-color earth altars emerged from the ground and appeared in front of them.

"It's begun." Fu Jin looked excited and looked forward to it.

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