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4131 - No Immortals in Heart

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    Chapter 4131 There is no fairy in my heart

    Immortals came to this village, and Xiang Que recognized them as cultivators from the Immortal Gate on the other side of the mountain.

    There are a total of five cultivators, three men and two women, all wearing uniform costumes, and their cultivation bases are all in the realm of saints. The two sat on the backs of monsters, and the three of them stepped on immortal clouds. They fell from the sky and then floated in the sky.  Above the old tree, overlooking the village below.

    The village with a radius of a hundred miles suddenly became lively, and they brought their young children to meet the immortal almost in pairs, and then knelt down on the ground.

    This kind of thing is very common in the fairy world, that is, the cultivators in the fairy gate come to select disciples, but all the children with excellent aptitude and immortal roots will be taken away by the fairy gate.

    Xiang Que suppressed his cultivation and stood calmly aside.

    Puxian didn't respond to this, and there was no look in his eyes. It seemed that he had no longing for the fairy gate at all, which formed a very sharp contrast with those villagers who wanted to worship the fairy gate wholeheartedly.

    The female cultivator among the five people went straight to Puxian when her companions were selecting disciples, and then asked with a frown, "You have excellent aptitude, which is really rare. We come to the village to select disciples almost every year. Are you  But they keep us out every year, is it the same this time?"

    Xiang Que glanced at Puxian with a little emotion.

    Puxian looked at the female cultivator very calmly, shook his head slowly and said: "I have no intention of cultivating immortality, longevity, great way, or even immortality. I don't have any attraction to me. I just want to spend this life quietly in this skin.  It's"

    The female cultivator sighed, and said: "You are really unreasonable. Thousands of people want to become immortals. With magical powers, you can move mountains, seas, and stars. With your aptitude, you can become a Daluo Jinxian within a thousand years.  For thousands of years, it is not impossible to become a saint, but you have no intention of practicing!"

    Puxian said: "You don't understand what I am after!"

    "What are you after?"

    Puxian said: "You don't understand even if you tell me!"

    Female cultivator: ""

    The conversation between the two is quite incomprehensible to those villagers. They don't understand that it has been at least ten years.  Rejected.

    He would rather sit here withered and only feed on fresh fruit stream water to satisfy his hunger, but why doesn't he want to be the fairy that everyone dreams of!

    The immortal left, and when he left, the female cultivator gave Puxian a deep look back, which means that if you repent, there is still time.

    Puxian didn't respond.

    Later, Xiang Que asked, "Why don't you practice?"

    Puxian asked back: "What do you practice?"

    "Become an immortal, have the ability to penetrate the heavens and penetrate the earth, live forever, be immortal, be free from disease and disaster, don't you want these?"

    Puxian said: "I only want short-term brilliance, and I don't long for long-term decay"

    Here it comes, here it goes again, Zen machine, right?

    Xiang Que kept silent.

    But Puxian looked at him and said: "You are very stupid, you are an immortal, but when did you see me currying favor with you? You should have seen it earlier, I have no feeling for becoming an immortal."

    Xiang Que asked subconsciously: "How do you know I'm a fairy?"

    Puxian looked at him like an idiot, and said: "Are you stupid? You have been here with me for so many days, but you don't eat, drink, shit, or sleep. What are you not a fairy?  "

    What a reasonable sentence!

    "I just don't understand, why are you guarding me here?" Pu Xian looked directly at Xiang Que and asked.

    Xiang Que said: "Watch the result, but I don't know when this result will appear"

    In the future, Xiang Que has been staring at Puxian for many years, waiting for him to return to the bodhisattva position.

    However, it is a pity that there is no sign of it at all.

    In these years, the fairy gate on the other side of the mountain has come to the village to accept disciples every year. Without exception, Pu Xian has always refused, and his eyes have never even loosened.

    The immortal has changed crop after crop, but his state of mind has always been as firm as a rock.

    In this way, decades have passed, and Puxian has changed from a young man in his early twenties to a very old man.

    Later, he couldn't even sit still, he could only lean against the old tree, his eyes were full of cloudy eyes.

    Xiang Que knew that his life was not long.

    Even if you wantAfter he died, Puxian didn't respond at all. He even knew that if he spoke, the immortal who had been with him for decades would have a way to keep him alive.

    "I'm leaving, will you go?"

    Pu Xian closed his eyes in a daze, sighed to Que, shook his head, and said, "Let me talk again, I have to wait for the result."

    "If you don't go, then continue to wait here, what you want will appear"

    Puxian's eyes closed even tighter, and they never opened again.

    Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things, and many people died at the hands of Xiang Que, but when he saw Puxian died in front of him, he suddenly became sad.

    In the past few decades, he has also lived a peaceful life. He has been guarding Samantabhadra to see when he can return to the bodhisattva position, and then he did nothing.

    So when someone you've been with for decades dies, it's a sad process.

    Xiang Que buried Puxian, looked at the small grave in front of him, frowned and said, "They're all dead, so they can't become a Bodhisattva? When will this be the end!"

    Originally, Xiang Que wanted to summon Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sadly to see where Samantabhadra would appear after death, but he thought of what he said earlier.

    "If you don't go, just continue to wait here"

    So for a while, Xiang Que waited under the old tree, waiting for the result he wanted to appear.

    One morning three years later.

    Lying under the tree, Xiang Que yawned, stretched his waist, and squeezed the gum from the corners of his eyes, and then saw a three or four-year-old child staggering over.

    When the child came to him, he understood something from the other person's eyes.

    That is a sentence.

    "I'm here, you really are still here"

    The child sat beside Xiang Que, and said, "Are all gods so idle? It doesn't matter after decades, how many more lives will it take?"

    Even though he had already recognized the child's identity, Xiang Que was still extremely shocked.

    Is this a reincarnation or a rebirth?

    The most important thing is that it still carries the memory of the previous life!

    Maybe it's not just the previous life?

    Xiang Que asked in astonishment: "How many times has this happened to you?"

    The child thought for a while, snapped his fingers solemnly, and said, "It seems like eight times?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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