Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Lifespan, a problem that has always plagued everyone, and now the answer to this problem lies in Li Huowang's hands.

Don't worry about why something like Yangshou can actually be visualized.

In this bizarre world, after going through so much, Li Huowang has long stopped thinking about these secondary issues.

What he should think more about now is what this thing in his hand means to him.

According to Master You's instructions, Li Huowang raised the gourd in his hand and aimed it at the sun in the sky.

After a while, from the mouth of the gourd, it split like a petal.

Six round bulging **** with golden longevity characters floating in them, slowly rolling in the green viscous liquid.

Li Huowang cautiously reached into the water and took out one.

He pinched his fingers so tightly that he didn't dare to be careless. According to Master You's explanation, something like Yangshou would dissipate immediately if it touched any kind of gold, wood, water, fire, and soil. If it fell on the ground, it would be gone.

This one represents the life expectancy of an ordinary person for one year.

When exposed to sunlight, these solid lifespans begin to dissipate gradually, emitting some shocking yellow smoke.

As Li Huowang pressed it lightly, the thing disappeared into his hands.

Immediately, Li Huowang felt a lot more relaxed, and he increased his lifespan by one year.

"If I keep taking this thing, won't I be able to live forever?"

Li Huowang quickly put this unrealistic idea behind him.

Thinking of what Li Zhi said before, it is not difficult to guess that these lifespans are the "tea money" that the immortals want.

In order to save this lifespan, God knows how many times Li Zhi has danced. If it was so easy, he wouldn't be like that.

The only purpose of these lifespans is to feed Master You.

Li Huowang said that he was going to take out the remaining five and directly absorb them.

Last night, in order to deal with Li Zhi, he had hired six Master You, three or six would be eighteen, and he had to make up for it from here.

But when his fingers touched those longevity balls, Li Huowang suddenly stopped.

"Can this thing be used as currency in this world?"

As the saying goes, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. But what if an inch of gold can really buy an inch of time?

"This thing, whether it is for mortals or those cultivators, is estimated to be of high value. It is a pity to absorb it like this. It must be used well."

Li Huowang withdrew his hand from the gourd, looked at the gourd back under the shade of the tree, and slowly closed his hideous mouth.

He picked up the gourd, turned and walked towards the carriage. Li Huowang found a rope to tie the gourd around his waist and continued to rummage for the package.

However, Li Huowang did not find anything of value when he took over.

A piece of half-worn clothes, two pairs of shoe soles that have been pressed in half, a thimble thread, and a few clay sculptures of Bao Jiaxian.

This is all Li Zhi has, all his belongings.

Seeing this, Li Huowang couldn't help but feel a little sighed. The power of the Xian family not only did not give Li Zhi a better life, but made him live a more difficult life than ordinary people.

It is very easy to use the abilities of the immortals to get money for Li Zhi, but those immortals may not be able to do this.

They just want an obedient slave to collect Yangshou, and they don't care how the slave is doing.

Li Zhi is right, dancing the gods is really not a job for humans.

"Senior Brother Li, can you give me this?" A Taoist boy with a runny nose stared straight at the clay sculptures.

After all, no matter how hard these people endure hardships, they are only children after all. As long as they are children, they like to play.

Li Huowang shook his head, grabbed the human-shaped clay sculptures, and placed them on the side of the road. "These things are not clean."

The roar of the donkey cart continued to roar, rolling toward the front.

Li Zhi deceived Li Huowang about other things before, but there was one thing that did not deceive him, that is, the next section of the road was indeed very rough, and there was really no other foothold in the middle.

After walking on the muddy dirt road for more than ten days, they finally saw a small town.

Even though there was a drizzle in the sky at the moment, it still didn't stop them from showing happy smiles on their tired faces.

"Finally I can sleep in bed. This journey has really worn me out." A one-armed man in the crowd complained.

He is not without arms, only the other arm is normal, and the other arm is only the size of a baby.

Li Huowang looked away from the map in his hand, "We will rest here for two days, and we will leave when the rain stops."

The wheels of the donkey cart began to roll towards the town entrance.

When Li Huowang and the others walked into the town entrance, they found that there were many horse-drawn carts and ox-carts and unicycles rushing out of the town.

After all, there are only a few people who have cars, and more people are on foot.

These people were wearing scorpions, and in the bamboo baskets in their hands were yellow paper and small bowls of eggs, meat and fish, and they rushed out silently with sad faces.

"What's wrong? Has something happened in the town?" Li Huowang asked subconsciously.

"Brother Li, today is Qingming, and they are going to sweep the grave."

"Is it clear in a blink of an eye? So fast." Li Huowang muttered to himself.

Walking into the town, there were several stalls set up by the roadside, all selling yellow paper and gold ingots, as well as paper figurines and paper cows, and the business was very good.

Li Huowang did not want to go back on his promise to Li Zhi.

But with paper money and a candle in his hand, he froze in place for a while, how should he burn it to the dead Li Zhi?

"Senior brother, leave this to me, I'll do it, I will." Gouwa patted his withered chest proudly.

Soon they came to the crossroads in the town~www.wuxiamtl.com~ where there are also many people who are burning paper money for their families far away.

Gouwa took out his knife and drew a circle on the ground, leaving a hole in the circle. The direction of the hole was where Li Zhi was buried.

The yellow paper was lit in the white circle and gradually burned to ashes.

The dog baby next to him was shouting loudly while burning. "The first to be burned is for Li Zhi! The last to be burned is for Li Zhi's wife! Who the **** dares to rob, whoever is the son of a bitch! In the next life, he will be designated as a beast!"

"Does it work for you to shout like that?" Li Huowang put the gold ingot in his hand into the fire.

"It's useful, it's definitely useful! My third uncle taught me this. If you shout like this, the ghosts won't dare to steal the money we burn." Gouwa said confidently.

Li Huowang looked at the blue smoke slowly floating in front of him for a long time before slowly opening his mouth again and said, "You guys say, do people really turn into ghosts after death?"

"Senior Brother Li, what nonsense are you talking about? People don't become ghosts when they die, so what will they become?"

"Maybe when a person dies, he will have nothing, and he will not become a ghost, and nothing will be left behind. People are so fragile and insignificant."

Li Huowang has seen many strange things in this world, but he has never seen ghosts.

These words made the others around them feel a little uneasy, and looked at each other.

The dog baby put his arms around his shoulders, soothing the goosebumps all over his body with his hands.

"Oh, Brother Li, what you said is too infiltrating. This Qingming Festival, don't talk nonsense. When people die, they will definitely become ghosts, and then they will definitely go to the underworld to be reincarnated. It's a sure thing."

"Why are you so sure? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"Because...because this is what my second aunt told me. She has lived for ninety-four years and knows everything."