Being looked at so coldly by a little child, Liaowu lowered his head in shame. After all, they were the ones who were wrong in this matter. What's more, they were monks, but they had put three children into such a situation. It was really wrong.
"It has already happened. There is no point in saying more." Pan Ning said, patting Mu Chen's shoulder gently.
Here, several people were talking, while in the side hall, His Majesty looked at the man in the wide robe and had some doubts in his heart. Is this man an immortal? He looked like he was no different from them, could he be fake
So, I thought of giving him a try.
"May I ask, immortal, where is the immortal land? What kind of immortal arts do you practice? I wonder if I have the honor to see your immortal arts?" He asked, his eyes falling on the bearded man.
"Haha, I've traveled around a lot, and I heard that Your Majesty wanted to seek immortals and ask for advice, so I came to see him." He stroked his beard and smiled, looking at the emperor sitting on the throne, he said: "Your Majesty wants to see my magic, there's nothing wrong with that. After all, Your Majesty is the true dragon emperor, so what's the harm in seeing it?"
As he spoke, he smiled and put one hand behind his back and the other hand behind his back. As the aura in his body surged, he slowly flew up from the ground. A group of white clouds condensed under his feet, making him look ethereal and otherworldly.
"Hiss! An immortal! He really is an immortal!"
Even the emperor couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene, and he stood up excitedly. This was the first time he saw the legendary immortal. The immortal could really fly in the clouds, which was really extraordinary!
Even the old man who had been standing next to the emperor couldn't help but shrink his eyes when he saw this scene. Obviously, it was the first time he saw the legendary immortal's methods.
"Immortal, may I ask how to obtain immortality?" he asked impatiently.
Hearing this, the immortal's heart moved, his eyes flashed, he stroked his beard with one hand, flicked his sleeves, and a cauldron for alchemy appeared on the side of the hall.
Looking at the huge alchemy furnace that appeared out of thin air, the emperor was even more convinced that it was created by an immortal. Let me ask, besides an immortal, who else could create such a huge thing out of thin air
"Immortal, this is..." he asked with some confusion.
He slowly descended, the white clouds under his feet disappeared, and he stood with his hands behind his back, saying slowly: "This is my alchemy furnace. If Your Majesty wants immortality, all you need to do is for me to refine a pill and take it, but..."
"Just what?" the emperor asked quickly.
The immortal looked at the emperor and said with a smile, "However, this earthly medicine is not a magical medicine and cannot be used at all. Even if I want to help Your Majesty achieve immortality, I am powerless."
Hearing this, he was startled and asked quickly: "What should I do? Is there any other way? Immortal, please help me achieve my wish of immortality! I can make you the national teacher, and I can give you endless money and the supreme status!"
He stroked his beard, glanced at him, and said, "If Your Majesty really wants to live forever, I have a way. Moreover, I just saw an excellent herbal medicine."
"What medicine is it? Please tell me, Immortal. No matter what it is, I will get it for you." He said anxiously.