Chapter 1341 Fairy Fruit
You should know that he is not an ordinary cultivator.
His sworn brother, Piaomiao Zhenren, is a time traveler and a top-level strongman in the late stage of the tribulation. The fat man has never heard of such a ridiculous thing from him.
This has violated common sense in the world of immortal cultivation!
A mere mortal, a powerful monk, may indeed be able to make him live longer, but the increased life span must be limited.
It's an increase of three thousand years at once. Are you afraid you're not teasing me?
You also need to make a draft to lie.
"Hmph, I'm not talking nonsense. Although Senior Guo's statement that he has a three thousand years of life, he is indeed listening to others."
The old man had obviously guessed what the fat man was thinking, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But as far as I know, this Senior Guo has lived for at least a thousand years. There is conclusive evidence, and it is definitely not nonsense."
"What? You said he, a mortal, has really lived for a thousand years?" The fat man's face was full of surprise, but looking at the other party's calm expression, it really didn't seem to be talking nonsense.
The question is...how is this possible?
On the side, Qin Yan's heart was also full of surprise. He had a broad understanding. Since embarking on the road to cultivating immortals, he had experienced many bizarre things, but what was as absurd as before him was really unheard of.
I just came to the restaurant for a meal, and Qin Yan didn't expect such an incredible experience.
Fatty Wei showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and he said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, even if you brag, you should have the same degree as you want. Just say these irrelevant words. Do you think I look like an idiot?"
"Hmph, I didn't lie to you, it's just that you are ignorant." Faced with the fat man's doubts, the old man was not nervous at all, but instead showed a look of contempt on his face.
"I'm ignorant?"
"No," the old man raised his head with a confident look: "I'm not talking nonsense. Most of the immortal cultivators in the entire Food Fairy City know that even outside cultivators, many people also understand the inside story."
"That's true, I absolutely did not exaggerate it at all."
"Really or not?" Seeing the other party's confident look, the fat man's brows frowned.
Qin Yan's expressions seemed to be different.
With his skill in identifying people, it can be seen that the person in front of him should not have lie, but it is precisely because of this that he feels bizarre.
In one sentence, please tell me what mortals should do to live to three thousand years?
If there is such a good thing, why bother to work hard and danger to become a cultivator?
It should be noted that even a real monk, few people can really live for so long.
The Nascent Soul is only about a thousand years old.
The lifespan of an mortal on the other side caught up with the immortal cultivator at the level of God Transformation.
But the reason is that, why does the person in front of him show a natural expression?
And it was not only him, but many cultivators around him did not speak, but the expression on their faces was obviously very acknowledged.
This made Qin Yan and the fat man amazed.
So the two decided not to refute, and they also wanted to hear what the other party would say.
But I heard me sigh: "This is really incredible. In fact, let alone you fat man, even when I first heard about it, I felt unbelievable."
"But the fact is the fact, it is indeed true."
"Although I also know that under normal circumstances, even immortal cultivators in the late stage of tribulation should not have such ability."
"So you know this!"
The fat man glanced at the other party: "Since you know that even the cultivator in the late stage of the tribulation cannot increase the life span of a mortal to such a level. How did Baiwei Zhenren do it? Although he is powerful, he is only in the early stage of the tribulation."
The fat man's words sounded a little rude at first, but it is undeniable that what he said was the truth.
"The reason is very simple." The old man suddenly stopped talking and deliberately kept his word.
It’s not that he really doesn’t want to say it, but that he is a little disliked by this fat man, so he wants to make the other party anxious.
If the other party is so anxious that he scratches his head, it is the best.
Unexpectedly, the fat man didn't play according to the common sense, but laughed: "Fellow Taoist, I advise you to say something quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble in a while, but I won't blame me."
"Unfortunate, what's the bad luck for me?" The old man disagreed with his expression and wanted to scare himself. Humph, how could it be that easy?
"Hmph, believe it or not."
The fat man still smiled happily: "If you think I'm talking nonsense, you can turn around and look around."
The old man was suspicious. Although he felt that the fat man was exaggerating, he naturally didn't have to worry about it in full view of everyone. This would be a trap.
So he turned around as he said, looking around, and was shocked to find that the monks around him were indeed staring at him.
"What's going on?"
He was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted.
Many of the cultivators in this restaurant are from outside, so although a small half of the people knew the whole story just now, the majority of the rest were still confused.
So when I talk about it here, many people couldn't help but come over to listen. I originally wanted to keep this fat man in a hurry and make him anxious, but human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. In this case, I accidentally inadvertently angered the public!
Among so many monks, there are inevitably people who are impatient, and now they are already looking unpredictable. Some people are eager to try and want to hit themselves.
The old man was speechless and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He didn't dare to continue selling at this moment, so he had to sigh.
"The reason is very simple, not because of how powerful Baiwei Zhenren has, but because of his luck."
"I'm lucky, how do you say this?" The fat man became more and more curious as he heard it.
"It's the literal meaning. When Baiwei Zhenren was out for a trip, he accidentally discovered an immortal fruit. It is said that it was accidentally dropped from the True Immortal Realm to the Spirit Realm a long time ago."
"Baiwei Zhenren was very happy, but after finding someone to confirm the efficacy of this immortal fruit, he was a little amused."
"Why?" Although the fat man had some vague guesses, he couldn't help but ask in this situation.
"It's very simple. This immortal fruit is specially used for mortals. After eating it, the cultivator will not have any purpose. It can even be said to be a waste of resources."
Chapter completed!