Main Text Chapter 11 The Prophecy Is as Follows (Part 2)

When the two unwilling people finally opened the door, they were dumbfounded again. There was only an ordinary yard in front of them, and there was no trace of the fairyland before.

The two searched the house inside and out, but did not see a single person. Everything before was like a dream. Fatty Zhang just disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

"Second brother, where did you go..." Lu Xuexin cried.

Miao Yi, who had been standing there for a long time, blamed himself for the jade leaf in the hands of the third brother. His eyes became lively again, and he comforted Lu Yatou, saying, "Don't cry, third brother. The second brother has found a good master, and nothing will happen."

The eldest brother's words are always more reliable than the second brother. The girl wiped her tears and choked, "How did the eldest brother know?"

Miao Yi pointed at the jade leaf in her hand and explained, "If it was really a bad guy, he would not let go of this fairy grass."

This made some sense. The girl asked, "Where was the second brother taken?"

Miao Yi couldn't answer this question...

In the wasteland dozens of miles away from the ancient city, the yellow-robed immortal and Zhang Pangzi stood face to face, one with a smile on his face, and the other dared to be angry but dared not speak.

A gust of wind came, the wild grass swayed, and the yellow-robed immortal was covered with dust.

The bun on the top of his head, the skin on his face, the clothes on his body, and the long sword behind him gradually turned into dust. The whole person seemed to be buried in the dust, and the wind gradually blew out his true appearance.

The dust on his body dissipated, revealing a bald old monk with two long white eyebrows hanging down to his chest, a kind face, thin and vigorous, and bright and deep eyes.

The monk's robe was as white as snow, with black satin trimmed on the edges. The black satin was embroidered with gorgeous golden cloud patterns, and a purple lotus with nine petals between his eyebrows. The whole person was simple but exuded an indescribable nobleness. Although his expression was peaceful and kind, he gave people a sense of imperial nobility, and looked like an emperor among monks.

Fatty Zhang was stunned and stammered, "Are you a monk?"

The old monk smiled kindly and said, "The fairyland may not welcome people from the Buddhist country to recruit disciples, so I concealed my true appearance. You and I, the master and disciple, are thousands of miles apart and can meet here. It is fate."

Fat Zhang shook his head and waved his hands and said, "We are not destined, really not."

The old monk smiled and asked, "How can you hear my unique Sanskrit sound without fate? It is a great fate."

"I don't want to be a monk. I like to eat meat and drink wine. I like beautiful women. I want to marry a wife... …” Fatty Zhang retreated with a look of horror. He had never thought that he would become a monk one day. It was too terrifying. He turned around and ran, shouting: "Big brother, help me!"

"Fool, how many people in the world dream of becoming my disciple."

The old monk sighed, and the golden cloud pattern on the black satin collar suddenly came to life like a snake, flew out of the clothes, and circled around the old monk who was standing with his hands folded. It gradually became larger and finally turned into a huge golden dragon phantom, wrapping the old monk up into the sky.

The dragon circled in the sky for a while, swooped down, caught up with the panicked Fatty Zhang, and directly carried him up to the sky, shaking his head and tail and quickly disappeared into the sky with the two of them...

At this time, Miao Yi and Lu Xuexin squeezed into the crowd and came to a house with carved beams and painted rafters.

He really couldn't tell which one was good or bad. When he walked here, he saw many people gathered around to watch the excitement. He heard from the people here that the red-clothed fairy who stood on the top of the city and was admired by all the immortals in the city flew in here, so he squeezed in immediately.

An immortal who was admired by all the immortals was naturally extraordinary. Miao Yi couldn't help but regret that he let Fatty Zhang bump into the yellow-robed immortal, otherwise the second and third brothers could take care of each other, but it was too late to regret now.

As soon as the two siblings stepped onto the steps at the door, they were stopped by the immortal guarding the gate.

Miao Yi immediately signaled Lu Yatou to take out the star-studded jade leaf. The quality of this immortal grass immediately made the immortal guarding the gate brighten his eyes.

Someone in the crowd outside shouted immediately: "Isn't that the eldest and third sons of the Zhang family? Did they pick the immortal grass?"

Unlike the yellow-robed immortal who was picky, when he saw the immortal grass, someone came to lead Lu Yatou into the house, but stopped Miao Yi who wanted to see her off outside.

For his sister, Miao Yi bowed and smiled, "She is my sister. Can I take her in and tell her a few words?"

The gatekeeper stopped him with his hand and said expressionlessly, "Get out!"

The girl Lu inside the gate immediately shouted, "Brother, you come too!"

The silly girl hadn't realized that her brother only had two immortal herbs on him, and that the thief, the second brother, would have guessed what was going on.

Miao Yi immediately waved his hand and said, "Third brother, you go first. I'll go see if I can find the second brother."

"Brother, I'll wait for you!" The girl Lu's voice disappeared behind the door and was taken away.

"Third brother, take care of yourself!"

Miao Yi tried his best to smile and shout at the gate with a happy voice, hoping that his laughter would reassure the third brother.

Turning around, facing the crowd of people looking at him with envy, Miao Yi, with lips tightly closed and eyes red, still kept a smile on his face. He walked down the steps with a happy smile and proudly said to everyone: "That's my sister, she became an immortal, my brother also became an immortal, and my second and third children also became immortals."

He rarely made such a show, but now he wanted to let everyone know the good news, let those neighbors know that the orphan girl of the Lu family and the orphan of the Zhang family will live a good life that mortals can't reach from now on.

But he didn't see the hidden sarcasm in the gatekeeper's sidelong glance.

An acquaintance from the same city pulled Miao Yi and asked, "The kid from the Zhang family has also become an immortal?"

Miao Yi nodded heavily.

A few more acquaintances from the same city squeezed over and interrupted, asking, "Did you pick the immortal herbs from the Wanzhang Red Dust?"

Miao Yi nodded again.

"How many immortal herbs did you pick?"

Miao Yi proudly stretched out two fingers, "Two."

Someone was surprised and said, "Only two? Zhang family boss, didn't you keep one for yourself?"

Miao Yi patted his chest and smiled, "It's okay, isn't the Wanzhang Red Dust not closed yet? There's still a chance."

Although he said so, he would not go in again, because once he went in, he would understand how dangerous it is inside. It's not every time that he can meet someone like Yan Beihong to help him out of danger. The more he went in, the more crazy the robbery became. If he ran in again, it would be no different from sending himself to death. It was pure luck that he was able to come out alive before.

"Tsk tsk, the old Lu family and the old Zhang family's ancestral graves are smoking. It's worth dying for adopting a good son!" Someone exclaimed.

Miao Yi grinned to accept everyone's congratulations, his face almost stiffened with laughter...

In the mansion with flying beams and painted buildings, Lu Yatou was led to the backyard and stood on a jade plate engraved with runes.

Three cultivators stood outside the jade plate in a triangle, casting spells at the same time, injecting magic power into the jade plate to test Lu Yatou's cultivation qualifications.

Only ordinary people would think that they can become immortals as long as they get treasures from the world. Those with qualifications certainly don't mind spending some resources to cultivate them, and those without qualifications will not waste resources, and they can just be sent to a place to do odd jobs.