Chapter 1: Unparalleled Immortal Fate

A sword light came from the sky.

In a moment, it stopped at the top of Daqing Mountain.

The sword light condensed, revealing an old Taoist with white beard and eyebrows, white hair and a youthful face.

The old Taoist looked down at Daqing Mountain, his deep eyes full of exploration, as if he wanted to cover the entire Daqing Mountain...

At this moment, a brocade bag hanging on the waist of the old Taoist shook violently.

"Baby, don't worry! Since I promised to take you out to find food, how could I break my promise? But this matter is not trivial, and we must be cautious. I see that this mountain has no spiritual energy, and I don't think there will be any cultivators nearby..."

While talking to himself, the old Taoist opened the brocade bag.

A golden light rose from the sky, circled in the air, and then flew towards Daqing Mountain.

The old Taoist exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his gray eyebrows couldn't help but tremble.

Hum! This evil beast! It is getting harder and harder to suppress...

It is also my fault that my cultivation has not improved at all, otherwise why would I be held hostage by a demon beast?

After all, since I got this beast by chance, it has only been ten years, and its cultivation has been improving all the way. Given time, I am afraid that it will be able to form a demon pill!

By then, killing the chicken to get the eggs may not be able to refine a furnace of supreme golden pill...

Just thinking of this, the old Taoist suddenly paused, and looked at the Daqing Mountain under his feet with a thoughtful look.

Looking around, I saw a golden giant python with a length of five feet on the top of Daqing Mountain, swallowing a sturdy green cow into its stomach.

The green cow certainly had no power to resist, and a cowherd boy of about ten years old near the green cow had already been frightened to the point of being pale and unable to move - the strange thing is that three inches above the cowherd boy's head, there was a faint interweaving of three colors of light, clear, white and yellow.

The old Taoist was stunned when he saw it. He was about to see it clearly, but he was shocked to see a flash of golden light, and the cowherd boy also followed the footsteps of the green cow and was swallowed whole by the giant python!

How strange!

Is it because of dazzle?

Thinking so, the old Taoist flew to the top of the giant python with his sword.

Before the old Taoist could investigate, the golden giant python that swallowed the green cow and the cowherd boy opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the old Taoist.

"Hmph! Evil beast! You are looking for death!"

With a sharp shout, the old Taoist put his fingers together to form a sword, and the flying sword that originally relied on his body turned into a sword light and rushed straight towards the giant python.

The giant python was also not vague, and its snake tongue was like a sword, tit for tat.

Seeing that his flying sword could not do anything to the giant python for a while, the old Taoist's face was uncertain.

At this moment, the giant python suddenly froze.

The giant python was five feet long, and its whole body was covered with fist-sized golden scales.

But at this moment, the area about seven inches from the giant python was emitting three-color streams of green, white, or yellow, from the inside out, which were soft and solemn.

Obviously, the giant python's stiffness was caused by this.

Seeing this, the old Taoist's expression was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

He suddenly frowned, and the old Taoist had made a decision.

"Evil beast! Today I will let you know: who is the master between you and me!"

As soon as the words came out, the old Taoist not only did not attack the giant python, but stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched himself in the heart.

His face turned pale and red, and the old Taoist suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood stained the air, but did not fall, but floated in front of the old Taoist.

The Taoist priest stretched out his right hand, dipped his index finger in blood, and then used the internal energy to write a blood-colored talisman in the air with his own blood and essence...

When the talisman was completed, the Taoist priest's face, which had just turned a little rosy, turned pale as paper.

"This boy is magical, and you can't bear it. If you know what's good for you, spit him out. Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying your soul and your demon body!"

"..."

One man and one python, just held out for a while.

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

After three breaths, seeing that the giant python had no intention of giving in, a trace of sinisterness flashed through the depths of the Taoist priest's slightly turbid eyes.

"Quick!"

With a finger pointing, the blood-colored talisman rushed to the top of the giant python's head.

The giant python, which was not afraid of the flying sword that could cut iron like mud, seemed to be very afraid of this blood-colored talisman that was only the size of a palm.

The giant python had no way to avoid the talisman.

The blood-colored talisman penetrated into the body from the center of the giant python's triangular head, which looked like a dustpan, and disappeared.

The next moment, the giant python collapsed to the ground without any warning.

The giant python's abdomen began to wriggle rhythmically, and at the end, it opened its bloody mouth and spit out a mass of gastric juice.

Seeing this, the old Taoist felt relieved.

With a wave of his sleeves, the golden light converged, and the five-meter-long golden giant python turned into a golden light and entered the brocade bag hanging at the old Taoist's waist, and disappeared.

After a moment of silence, the old Taoist cast a spell to wake up the cowherd boy who survived the disaster, and said some words about subduing demons and monsters.

When the cowherd boy saw the old Taoist and heard his words, his face changed several times, and then he sat up straight and knelt down to pay homage.

"Thank you for saving my life, Immortal!"

"Haha! You are smart! It is because we are destined to be together that I can save your life. Boy, are you willing to follow me to cultivate the immortal way?"

"Cultivate the immortal way? This..."

Raising his head, the cowherd boy looked at the old Taoist priest, and the corner of his eyes unconsciously glanced at the three-inch flying sword that was still emitting sword light...

"Ordinary mortals cannot find the immortal gate. I also think that you and I are destined to be together, so I want to help you enter the immortal gate. What? You are still unwilling?"

"No! No! It's just... I still have parents at home. If I follow the immortal, my parents will mistakenly think that I have had an accident and will be inexplicably sad. Besides, the ancients said, 'When parents are alive, don't travel far away, and when you travel, you must have a plan.' Can the immortal allow me to go back home, tell my parents the details, and then follow the immortal..."

"Forget it! Forget it!"

Waving his hand casually, the old Taoist priest turned over and jumped onto the flying sword.

"Child! Since your earthly ties are not over, you have no chance to see the immortal gate. Although I have a chance with you, I cannot turn a stubborn stone into jade. You-take care of yourself!"

"Immortal! Immortal..."

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet again!"

After saying that, the old Taoist had already set up his flying sword and flew away.

"..."

Looking at the empty sky, the cowherd boy was annoyed and disappointed-this immortal was too impatient!

The child was eleven or twelve years old, just half grown up, and he was always bold. He also liked to read some strange stories. He usually fantasized about subduing demons and monsters and going in and out of the blue sky.

I didn't expect that today's chance to see the immortal was missed by himself...

But soon, the cowherd boy's mind was occupied by another problem-the golden giant python was indeed driven away by the immortal, and he was also saved by the immortal, but his own blue cow was not rescued. How should he explain it when he returned home?

Given his father's belief of "not talking about strange things", if he told the truth about the blue cow, he would be severely punished.

But if he didn't tell the truth, how could he explain it?

Full of distress, the cowherd boy stumbled down the mountain...

That night, the cowherd boy knelt in front of his own hall in a rage.

Just as he expected, when he told his father about the incident, his father really didn't take it seriously. He regarded the five-meter-long golden python and the old immortal who came on a sword as lies of a naughty child, and punished him to kneel in front of the hall to reflect on his mistakes.

Alas!

I was telling the truth, why didn't my father believe it?

Could it be that I had to make up some practical lies to be the right thing to do?

It was really unreasonable...

The cowherd boy was secretly complaining when he suddenly heard a noise behind him.

Looking back, he saw his mother carrying a tray, walking towards him in small steps.

There were only some dry biscuits and pickles on the tray, but the cowherd boy's eyes lit up.

"Yun'er! Are you hungry? Eat something quickly!"

The cowherd boy took the dry biscuits on the tray without saying a word, and began to wolf them down with the pickles - he was really hungry!

"You are really! You know that your father doesn't believe in those gods and monsters, but you still talk nonsense!" The woman looked at her only son with some pity, but she pretended to scold him: "Go and apologize to your father tomorrow!"

"Mother! Our Qingniu was really possessed by a monster..."

"Still talking nonsense!?"

"I..."

The cowherd boy didn't know how to refute, and suddenly heard a cry from the backyard.

"Monster...monster...monster..."

The mother and son looked at each other, and their faces changed, just because the exclamation came from the cowherd's father, the scholar who never believed in gods and monsters.

But what happened to make him lose his composure?

But soon, the mother and son knew the whole story.

In the hazy night, someone was seen stumbling towards this side. Behind that person, golden light flashed, and it was a golden python five meters long!

The cowherd recognized at the first time that it was the culprit who swallowed him into the snake's belly during the day and almost buried him in the snake's belly.

But...but wasn't this monster driven away by the old immortal? Why did it come to the door again! ?

At this moment, a thunder exploded.

"Hey!"

Along with the thunder came the lightning, and a sword light fell from the sky, inserted straight in front of the giant python, blocking the giant python's steps forward.

The giant python seemed to recognize the power of the sword light, and was forced to not dare to move forward for a while.

The cowherd boy felt familiar with the sword light when he saw it, and immediately rushed forward with courage, dragging his father who was lying on the ground.

At this time, an old Taoist appeared in the yard.

The old Taoist stood in the air, holding up the bowl with his left hand, pointing at the giant python with his right hand, and muttering something.

As the old Taoist did it, a faint blood light flew out from the old Taoist's fingertips and lingered on the golden giant python. The giant python stumbled, as if it had suffered great damage. As the old Taoist chanted, the giant python became smaller and smaller, until it became only one foot long, and turned into a golden light and fell into the bowl.

The old Taoist took out a talisman with bloody words from somewhere and pasted it on the bowl. Then he turned his left hand and the bowl that sealed the golden python disappeared.

It took only a short moment from the appearance of the golden python to the Taoist's subduing of the demon. Although the python was subdued by the Taoist, the Taoist looked pale and obviously suffered a lot. There was a hint of anxiety on his face, but it was gone in a flash.

"Thank you for saving my life, old immortal..." The middle-aged scholar was still in shock, but he was the head of the family after all. He thanked the Taoist incoherently while sweating. Fortunately, the Taoist's attention was on the cowherd boy. He waved his hand and said calmly: "God has the virtue of loving life, and the donor does not need to be polite. I am Yuanxu from the Five Elements Sect. Kid, I didn't expect that you and I are so destined to meet again!"

The second half of the Taoist's words were said to the cowherd boy.

It turned out that the old Taoist was the one who saved the cowherd boy's life during the day.

"Five Elements Sect? It turned out to be the immortal from the Five Elements Sect! You old immortal, I am so embarrassed! I can't repay you for saving my life..."

"That's it!" The old Taoist interrupted the scholar's long speech and pointed to the cowherd boy who was supporting his mother. He said straight to the point, "This boy has a connection with me. I would like to accept him as my disciple and teach him the great way. I wonder if you are willing?"

When the old Taoist said this, the scholar was stunned and the woman was shocked.

The cowherd boy was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that the missed immortal fate would come back.

"This... my son is naughty..." The scholar was at a loss for words, but the old Taoist said to himself: "If the donor is willing, I will take your son back to the mountain gate, teach him the supreme method, and pass on the secret art of longevity. If he succeeds in the future, one person will achieve enlightenment, and the whole family will benefit!"

"Master, you want to take Yun'er away from home to practice? This... Yun'er is still young... Can we discuss it?"

The woman held the cowherd boy's hand tightly, feeling reluctant.

"What the lady said is wrong! Fate comes and goes, and it cannot be forced. Why don't you ask the child's own wishes?" The old Taoist turned his deep eyes to the cowherd boy and said kindly: "Child! I didn't expect that I would have such a deep fate with you. I met you twice in one day. People in the immortal gate value immortal fate the most, but everything can happen once or twice, but not three times. If there is no result this time, even if you and I can meet again in the future, I will never bring up the past again. Child, take care of yourself!"

After saying this, the old Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing.

The couple looked at each other, the woman was reluctant, and the scholar shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly, the cowherd boy knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his parents three times silently.

"Forget it! Forget it! You... go!"

"Thank you, father!"

"Hahaha! Good!" With a loud laugh, the old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and the flying sword flew across the sky. The old Taoist stepped on the sword, and then grabbed the cowherd boy on the flying sword. Before the family of three could react, the old Taoist smiled and said: "The cultivator does not enter the secular world. This child has a strong heart for Taoism. I will take him back to the mountain gate and accept him as my disciple. When he succeeds in learning Taoism and goes down the mountain to practice, you can reunite! I'm going!"

With that, he drove the flying sword without hesitation and soared into the sky.

The cowherd boy looked back and saw his parents standing in the huge yard. It was extremely desolate, but soon it was invaded by the night...

The nose was sour and the eyes were wet. The cowherd boy hardened his heart and dared not look again.

When he looked back, it seemed like a farewell forever.