Duan Zhengshan pondered for a while and suddenly asked: In the East China Sea Thousand Immortals Association three years later, will the Mingyuan brothers go to attend?"

Liu Zhuo was stunned for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Duan is also interested in going to the East China Sea?"

Duan Zhengshan smiled and said, "Of course, our Confucius Sect is one of the seven immortals. Every time the Thousand Immortals are bound to go, you may not be able to enter the Dragon Palace as you wish with your identity as a casual cultivator. This time, your help from Mingyuan is also a kindness to Confucius. Rong Hu told the head uncle that you will join the Confucius Sect temporarily. If the head uncle has the Fuxi order in his hand, it will definitely be fine to enter the Dragon Palace."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help but think for a moment. He felt that Duan Zhengshan had a good intention, but he already had Fuxi orders in his hand. Not to mention being alone, according to what the python demon said, even if he brought dozens of people to the Thousand Immortals Club, the people in the Dragon Palace had nothing to say.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "Senior Brother Duan's kindness is appreciated. But I still have some trivial matters to deal with in the past two years. It's not convenient to go with you, Senior Brother. Why not, let's get together again in the East China Sea in three years."

"Since that's the case, as Mingyuan brothers said, if there are any difficulties in the future, you can come to Confucius to find me for help." Duan Zhengshan said with a pity.

"Then I thank Senior Brother Duan first." Liu Zhuo said sincerely, bowing to Duan Zhengshan and Shangguan Ling: "Two, Liu Mingyuan will take the lead."

After saying that, Liu Zhuo pinched the magic trick, and the blue clouds in his feet swelled up, and then broke through the air.

Shangguan Ling looked at the back of Baishan in the distance, with a trace of doubt on his pretty face, and said, "He is such a weird person."

"This little brother Mingyuan is an extraordinary person. I guess his origin is not simple." Duan Zhengshan looked up, then looked at Shangguan Ling with a look on the dirty face, and changed his tone: "I am going to say goodbye, I am going to see the tragedy in Tengjiazhuang. I have to say hello to the prefect of Weicheng. Miss Shangguan doesn't know what plans are?"

Shangguan wiped the dust on his pretty face and smiled: "I will continue to find materials to refine the mystery array. This time, half of the array flag was also destroyed by the female ghost. I have to refine it again. Old Taoist priest, is your Taoist temple in the city? I'll go to your place to rest for a few days and restore the spiritual breath on the road."

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengshan said, "Since that's the case, let's go into the city as well."

Shangguan Ling nodded and responded. A silver auspicious cloud slowly lifted her slender body. Duan Zhengshan used the fire snake technique and set off another big fire. The two of them left together.

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After Liu Zhuo left Tengjiazhuang, he drove all the way to the south. Instead of returning to Qingshan Town, he hid behind him and entered the city again.

(This means that since the city is protected by the monks from the Confucius Sect, there must be no monsters or ghosts to cause trouble, and it is also a comfortable place. I will buy a mansion here to move my parents over, and at least enjoy the life of the landlord.)

Liu Zhuo thought in his heart, and couldn't help but laugh at himself. He was standing on the street where people were endless, and began to look around.

In the city boundary, the land price in the city is really expensive, so most poor people live outside the city. Those who can own a huge mansion in the city are almost all wealthy businessmen who spend a lot of money, or those unscrupulous landlords.

If Liu Zhuo wants to buy a house or mansion, it will naturally cost money. However, for immortals, silver is an optional thing. Liu Zhuo's storage bag has a lot of magical artifacts and spiritual pills, but he doesn't have a penny.

"First of all, I have to get some money." Liu Zhuo thought to himself. As an immortal cultivator, he is no longer the same as before. Getting some money is the easiest thing.

While planning secretly, Liu Zhuo fell to an unmanned street corner and removed his own hidden art.

Next, he walked through the streets for a while, then asked the passers-by around him, and probably learned about the situation of several wealthy families in the city.

Then Liu Zhuo thought for a moment, and his heart moved, and he had an idea. He found a place where no one was, pinched the magic trick and hid his body, and then went straight to the door of a huge mansion in the west of the city.

The main entrance of this mansion is about a meter high, and there are two strong warriors in bearskins as guards in front of the copper nail gate. The plaque above the high door reads the two big words "Zhang Mansion".

When Liu Zhuo saw the two warriors in front of the door, he smiled slightly and didn't care. He walked straight to the door, kicked open the copper nail door and walked into the mansion.

The wooden door weighing hundreds of pounds slammed, and the door latch broke and opened it on its own, which really scared the two bearskin warriors. The two big men looked at each other suspiciously, thinking that they were ghosts.

Inside the Zhang Mansion, there are countless courtyards, with more than a thousand maids and servants. Liu Zhuo seemed to be alone and went straight into a courtyard in the middle.

This house is particularly wide, and the layout inside is even more ingenious and unique. At this moment, maids and servants are coming in and out of a house from time to time, and outside the house are waiting for several doctors carrying medicine boxes.

Liu Zhuo observed for a moment, then walked straight in.

In the room, there was a large pine bed, on which was a fat man with a pale face and a sickly face, and several maids were serving him carefully.

After an old man took the pulse of the fat man, he sighed: "Mr. Zhang, please forgive me for telling the truth. Your uremia is already terminally ill, and I am afraid there is no cure."

The patient, known as Zhang Yuanwai, suddenly looked terrified and said weakly: "Doctor Wu, you are the doctor with the highest medical skills in the entire Qin State. You have to find a way to save me."

The old doctor shook his head and said, "There is no cure for uremia in the deepest part of the disease, and there is no way for the gods to do anything."

"You, you must save me, I don't want to die! Doctor Wu, as long as you save me, I will give you as much money as you want! I will give you this house and the fields outside the city!" Mr. Zhang said with panic on his face.

"I am really powerless. Mr. Zhang, please ask someone else for a clever one." The old doctor shook his head helplessly, put on the medicine box and walked out of the house slowly.

Mr. Zhang stared at his godless eyes, looked painful, and murmured: "I am only thirty years old, why is he so desperate?"

At this time, Liu Zhuo had been watching from the side for a long time, and saw that the powerlessness of people in the world facing life and death also strengthened his determination to cultivate the great way and transcend to the other side.

Immediately, Liu Zhuo slowly walked to Zhang Yuanwai's bed and removed the hiding technique on his body.

Liu Zhuo, who appeared out of thin air, immediately scared Zhang Yuanwai to jump, and the maids beside him were even more disgraceful.

"You, who are you?" Zhang Yuanwai shivered with his upper and lower alveolars.

Liu Zhuo didn't want to pretend to be mysterious and asked directly: "Do you want to die and live?"

Mr. Zhang saw Liu Zhuo in front of him wearing a white shirt and a scholarly face, but he stopped there and had a profound artistic conception. He couldn't help but tremble and said in a panic: "Of course I want to live, but are you a human or a ghost?"
Chapter completed!