He was immediately entertained.

The most common conversation I heard was, "Last time I used 500 immortals for my Taoist discussion, and all of them were at the level of true immortals."

"This time my discussion will be 999 Immortals, and it will be at the level of a heavenly being."

"The Emperor of Heaven won't let us use it casually. It's absolutely disgusting. Let him get out next time."

"That's right, you said that Xian'e's appearance fee is 5,000 incense. Isn't this nonsense?"

“In the past, it was all in vain, but now I have to pay for it.”

"Xian'e asked for money when she was not a god, but she still needs money after becoming a god. Didn't she become a god in vain?"

Wen Rensheng naturally knew that these immortals were not so shallow-sighted.

Their quarrel was only temporary.

Let off some steam.

Wait until the powerful one comes out and talk about it, talk about it.

The God of Wealth and the Emperor will be restored again.

After all, immortals have tempers, but they must be reasonable.

Especially when the truth is related to their immortality.

If heaven is broken, no one will have an easy time.

It's a bit aggrieved now, but it can provide a long-term place to settle down.

Wen Rensheng scanned the circle again and found that these immortals were all obsessed with a certain aspect.

Or rather persistent enough.

They persevere, so they can become gods and immortals.

From a certain perspective, they have actually entered the Tao, which is actually what ordinary people see as demonic confusion.

That is to say, clinging to a certain path and not letting go.

This is true for every god.

Those with weak ambitions, even if they become immortals by luck, will be quickly eliminated and demoted.

Soon Wen Rensheng discovered a truth.

Their so-called Tao, their so-called obsession, in the final analysis, the purpose is to make themselves not boring.

For example, there is also an old gentleman who makes alchemy in this heaven.

Wen Rensheng went over to find him.

This old gentleman has been refining elixirs, and he has been refining elixirs. I don’t know how many years have passed, but he has never gotten tired of it.

When Wen Rensheng heard about this, he was very curious.

He came here and asked:

"Old immortal, why have you been practicing elixirs?"

Laojun said: "Hey, how boring it would be if you didn't refine elixirs."

"It's okay to make elixirs, and I can still have something to rely on in life."

"Occasionally I look at my elixir when I'm bored, and think about those fools who are asking for elixirs outside, and I feel very satisfied."

Laojun tells the truth.

He didn't know why he answered all visitors' questions.

Because at this moment, hearing people rise in his eyes is his heart.

He was just answering the questions that suddenly appeared in his heart.

It's like someone asking themselves, why do you work so hard to make money?

Isn't it just for yourself and your family to work hard to make money?

This is the confession of an ordinary alchemy master.

Laojun doesn't have any messy identity.

He is a Taoist priest who is ordered to make elixirs.

There is no identity as a supreme Taoist master, nor is there any identity as a clone of a saint.

He is an alchemist.

People enjoy long-term shelter in this heaven.

Everyone in this heaven is real.

Every deity is real and has its origin.

There are not so many messy origins.

Folk myths can be messed up.

But once the world is formed, it will not be chaotic.

Wherever you are born, you are born.

What identity should be, that is what identity is.

Just like in reality, it is impossible for a person to be born here and where.

Not so much mess.

Laojun here is a person who attained Taoism very early.

Rely on to obtain the golden elixir avenue, and then go to heaven.

Then continue to practice your own golden elixir.

He is considered the boss in the Jindan circle, so he is respectfully called "Laojun".

This old man is kind and kind.

But he has been worried recently. What is he worried about?

Nowadays, the gods have more and more rules about their appearance.

I don’t know since when, there must be a golden elixir of rank seven or above on the display.

Now he has been promoted to rank nine.

It would take him 999 years to refine one.

These people need 9 pills to open a dojo, and even he and the boys can't finish it even if they are exhausted.

He also needs to prepare these elixirs for the Emperor of Heaven to hold a conference.

It's impossible to give it to these people.

But one after another came to ask for the elixir.

If some people don't give it to him, he feels he has lost face.

When I turn around, I say that Laojun is arrogant and unreasonable.

All kinds of gossip are spread everywhere.

So annoying.

Wen Rensheng asked directly: "Then why didn't you sell it without specifying the price?"

"When the time comes, whoever gives more money will get it."

"In this case, there won't be all kinds of problems asking for elixirs."

After hearing this, Lao Jun shook his head and said: "Hey, if I sell it, wouldn't I become that businessman?"

"That goes against the golden elixir path in my heart."

"The elixir I make will either be used by the Emperor of Heaven, or given as a random gift."

"It depends on fate. I won't sell it."

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng smiled slightly, that's it.

"If that's the case, you deserve your own misfortune."

"You don't sell the elixirs you make, but just give them to others according to fate, so who doesn't think that you are a destined person?"

"There is no standard, free gifts are the most expensive."

"If you give this, if you don't give that, you will offend others."

"Who can you blame?"

After hearing this, Laojun also agreed.

"Well said, I can't blame others. I wonder what you can do?
To be continued...