$575, Baijia in Hong Kong Island

Holding Xiang Shaolong's golden elixir.

Bai Gui closed his eyes and injected his immortal consciousness into it, looking for the golden nature of the golden elixir.

Swallowing a golden elixir, I realized that my fate is not determined by heaven.

The reason why the golden elixir is called the golden elixir is because there is a trace of indestructible golden nature. This trace of golden nature does not have much effect at ordinary times, but because Xiang Shaolong is a time traveler, this trace of golden nature has fixed the time and space node of Xiang Shaolong's time travel from Hong Kong Island to the pre-Qin era...

"Found it."

"This is the time and space before Xiang Shaolong traveled..."

Bai Gui's eyes showed a prosperous urban area, with traffic between high-rise buildings. He stepped into it and landed in a block.

"Is this a costume drama?"

"Why don't I see the crew? When did TVB's costume team become so rich? The clothes this person is wearing don't look cheap at all?"

Several passers-by talked about it.

Bai Gui only noticed his abnormality at this time.

He waved his sleeves, and the long robe on his body turned into a suit, and the shoulder-length hair turned into short hair. He restored his outfit in the Republic of China. However, his outfit is still quite eye-catching in Hong Kong Island today, and many pedestrians will look at him more when they pass by.

"Is it the 1980s in Hong Kong Island now?"

He asked a pedestrian casually and learned the time and space point at this moment.

There is a slight deviation from the time node where Xiang Shaolong is, but it is not much different. After all, in a long timeline, it is very difficult to accurately find a time node and then travel back to it without accidents. He is not a golden immortal yet, but has mastered part of the ability to travel through the timeline.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

"Where did the madman come from..."

Suddenly, Bai Gui, who was walking on the street, did not notice the change of the traffic light, and a private car hit him. While hitting him, the private car owner was also cursing.

However, a surprising scene happened.

The private car actually passed through Bai Gui's body, and there was no car crash.

"A ghost in broad daylight?"

The private car owner rubbed his eyes and looked at the place where he just hit. He didn't see the young man in a suit just now, as if it was really a ghost.

Hong Kong Island, Gangnan District.

Bai's Mansion.

"Grandpa, is this the great grandfather?"

A little boy of seven or eight years old pointed to the photo hanging in the ancestral hall and asked curiously to the old man sitting in a wheelchair next to him. The old man had chicken skin and white hair, and he looked to be in his eighties or nineties.

"Yes, your great grandfather is a great man. If it weren't for the care of your great grandfather's friends, our family would never have such wealth..."

"Your great grandfather used to be a very famous person."

The old man touched the boy's head and explained with a smile.

He is just an ordinary person, with no talent for business and politics, but the reason why he can squeeze into the circle of wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong Island is because of his eldest brother's connections.

He doesn't know how to do business, but someone gave him a company and business resources.

He was not able to make money, but as long as he sold some of the calligraphy left by his eldest brother at home, he could sell it for a sky-high price.

In addition, his eldest brother's wife's family... should not be underestimated. Although they retired from the officialdom in the 1920s and 1930s, they are now thriving with the connections and funds they had left in the past, as well as the family business in Ameikenguo.

"Grandpa, is that... your great grandfather?"

The little boy suddenly said something similar to what he said just now.

"Didn't I say that?"

"That's your great grandfather..."

The old man frowned and explained patiently. But after explaining, he suddenly realized that the direction his grandson pointed to was not the location of the ancestral hall photo, but behind him.

He realized something in an instant and looked back quickly.

"Brother..."

"You are still alive? Still so young?"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment.

"Dad and sister are right, brother, you have cultivated to become an immortal..."

He sighed again.

Unlike the rumors that the great writer Bai Gui died young, his family and Bai Xiuzhu's family all knew that the couple suddenly disappeared from home. Before leaving, they left a letter saying that they had become immortals and were pursuing the way of immortality.

This news was confirmed by his sister Liu Baoer.

Her sister is also a Kun Dao.

"Huai Gu, I can't believe it..."

Bai Gui looked at Bai Huai Gu in front of him with a slightly complicated expression, "When I left, you were only a few years old and couldn't recognize people. When I came back, you were already very old..."

In various worlds, he had seen many people who failed to cultivate the Tao and died of old age.

However... when it came to his relatives, his mood was still a little turbulent.

"Xiao Zhong, go and call your dad over..."

"Tell your dad to come and pay respects to your great grandfather."

Bai Huai Gu looked at the little boy and shouted anxiously.

He didn't have many days left before death. But his descendants are different. As long as they meet his elder brother, maybe his descendants will also have the possibility of ascending to the immortal path and becoming immortal.

He certainly has some affection for his elder brother whom he has never met, but besides being excited, he still thinks more about his family.

"No need."

Bai Gui shook his head and pointed to Xiao Dian Dian.

The little boy's body was imprisoned and could not leave the ancestral hall of the Bai family mansion.

"I understand what you are thinking."

"It's just that not everyone has the opportunity to seek immortality..."

He said lightly.

He had long since cut off his earthly life.

The man in front of him was just his half-brother, and they had not spent much time together. He was not an unfeeling person, but for the sake of several younger generations who had never met and had little affection for each other, he was still unwilling. Moreover, as Bai Huaigu said just now, their lineage had already relied a lot on his influence to rise.

"I'll leave you a magic plate and a volume of exercises..."

"The magic plate gathers spiritual energy, and the exercises are used for cultivation. If your younger generation can meet my requirements, it is not impossible to guide him..."

Bai Gui sighed, took out a few magic weapons, and threw them on the altar of the ancestral hall.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure was faint and invisible, and soon disappeared on the spot.

"Brother."

Bai Huaigu called out, feeling lost.

If he could rely on his elder brother again, not to mention seeking immortality, his foundation would immediately prosper. With the death of the older generation, the people who helped their lineage in the past gradually became less and less.

The Bai family also gradually began to become lonely.

Even though this kind of loneliness..., it can't be seen now.

"Grandpa, should I go again?"

Seeing that he could move, Xiao Chong asked a few questions in a low voice.

"No need to go."

"Flowers in the mirror, moons in the water, are ultimately empty."

"He is a fairy..., we are mortals."

Bai Huaigu shook his head and muttered.

His eldest brother was unwilling to help their family, and if he said he didn't blame them, that would be a lie. After all, a dignified fairy, just a few remnants between his fingers, can make him and his lineage prosperous...

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