I fought back after reselling my engagement

Xue Heng laughed out loud and said, "This is my disciple Shu Zhen. He is very talented. He is a top-grade immortal pill master, a top-grade immortal weapon master, a top-grade immortal formation master, and a ninth-grade talisman master."

The elders and others all clasped their fists and said, "Greetings, Fairy Shu Zhen."

Xue Heng pointed at a couple and said, "The immortal pills that can help you ascend to heaven were made by Zhen Zhen. You should thank her."

"Master Xue, I want to practice in seclusion."

"Okay, you enter my master's space to practice."

"Thank you, Master."

Su Zhen changed his mind and entered Xue Heng's space, then entered the training platform, summoned bedding and other things, and fell asleep in the pavilion. He was very tired. He had never felt as tired as he did now when breaking formations on the training platform before.

This sleep was dreamless.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a large human face outside the barrier. The features between his eyebrows and eyes looked quite familiar. She stepped out of the training platform and asked, "Master Xue, has your appearance been restored?"

Xue Heng smiled and said, "I frightened that old man Feng Ji, so he dared not to tell me the secret method to restore his appearance. I tried it according to the secret method, and it really recovered." She handed over a cup of snow dew, "This is the spiritual dew from Guliu Mountain. It is made from spiritual snow and is also called snow dew. It is quite effective for those with snow spiritual roots."

Su Zhen took the bottle and took a sip. "Delicious!"

Xue Heng smiled and said, "You slept long enough. Some of my friends from the fairyland are here. You can meet them."

"How long have I slept?"

"Half a month in the outside world, this double-layer time restriction must be hundreds of years. Okay, let's go."

Su Zhen was just very sleepy and wanted to sleep really hard.

When they came out of the space, the two appeared in the back hall of the Xianxue Palace.

There were loud laughters in the main hall outside. Six immortals were sitting there, five men and one woman. Some were elegant, some were mighty, and some were as gentle as jade. There were Taoists with immortal looks and there were also bald Buddhists.

"Shu Zhen has met several seniors!"

"This is the Confucian Chess King Immortal Lord."

This is a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, but his appearance is one thing, and his chess style is actually fierce.

He raised his hand, and a chessboard and a box of chess pieces appeared in his hand. "These are the immortal tools I refined after ascending to immortality. I heard from your Master Xue that you are not only proficient in alchemy, tools, and talismans, but also in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. You practice all three schools of martial arts, spiritualism, and Confucianism. You are truly a formidable young man!"

The Buddhist cultivator smiled and was very handsome, "Does Shu Zhen practice Buddhist cultivation techniques?"

The fairy spat softly, "Immortal Buddha Lotus, that's enough. Why are you trying to trick the younger generation who have ascended to heaven into becoming an immortal into practicing Buddhism?"

If it needed to be repaired, it would have been done a long time ago. Why would we wait until now?

"This is Immortal Qin Ling. She practiced the zither and became an immortal. She is best at playing the zither."

Su Zhen saluted.

The Immortal Lord Qinling presented a magical harp.

Xue Heng repeatedly said, "Qin Ling, you can't do that, you can't do that, this is your life-saving magic weapon."

"I'm not giving it to her, I just want her to take a look at my zither. This is the result of my life-long experience of composing so many pieces of music to create this magical zither."

Su Zhen took the zither and plucked it with his hand. "It seems real but not real, it seems fake but not fake, it's real but not fake..."

She said respectfully, "Senior Qin Ling, is this immortal harp made from harp music?"

"Of course. Just watch me start playing the zither." She played a few notes on the strings, and the zither started playing automatically. Su Zhen found it very novel, it was like an automatic playback.

She raised her hand and a piece of sheet music appeared in her hand. "Senior, you see this may be used to refine the immortal harp."

Qin Ling took it and could feel the rich spiritual power of the zither. "This is..."

Su Zhen took out another set of books. "These are the drama scores I composed in the Southern Qi and Northern Liao. There are Quju and Peking opera. In order to promote drama and educate the people, I composed the scores and promoted drama. I also engraved the scores and scripts so that people who understand music can learn and sing drama..."

The chess king and a Confucian scholar each took a copy and read it. The chess king exclaimed, "It combines ritual music, poetry and stories in one. It's really amazing."

The scholar said, "I will go to the south to see what is so wonderful about this play. The lyrics are good and the music is wonderful!"

Qin Ling looked at the engraved music score in her hand and said, "Use this to make a zither and tune it to my Lingquan. The young are truly to behold!" She handed the engraved music score back to Su Zhen.

The Confucian scholar asked, "Do you still have this book? Can you give me another set?"

Su Zhen took another set and gave it to a Confucian scholar. The scholar's surname was Kong, and his given name was "Le". He was known as "Kong Le Xianjun". He loved new things and was fond of poetry and articles.

Immortal Kong Le received a set of music with drama, not one but eight scripts, "Qin Ling, you can go to the south with me to see Kun Opera and Peking Opera together."

"That's what I meant."

The chess king hurriedly said: "Wait, I will go with you."

In just a moment, three of the six immortals left.

Fulian had a faint smile on his face.

The Taoist held a whisk in his hand.

Fulian looked disgusted and slapped him on the butt. "Tsk tsk, you are still as meatless as you were more than 3,000 years ago. Can't you grow some meat?"

The Taoist robed immortal jumped up and shouted coldly: "Fulian, you old bald donkey, you are taking advantage of me again."

Only then did Su Zhen realize that the immortal in Taoist robes was actually a woman, but she looked and dressed like a man.

Fulian said: "Our Fulian Temple is losing talent. OK, OK, I have to go back to the temple to look after the unworthy younger disciples and recruit new disciples. My little Taoist friend, this time we can return to the immortal body, thanks to your great kindness, I will give you this string of Buddhist beads."

Just as Su Zhen was about to speak, Fulian stuffed a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and disappeared.

The Taoist robed immortal said, "My Dharma name is Jingchen, and I am giving this "Pure Heart Sutra" to you, my friend."

"Thank you, senior."

Taoist Master Jingchen left in a flash.

Xue Heng said, "Daoist Master Jingchen is the poorest. This 'Jingxin Sutra' is a Taoist scripture she compiled based on her insights. Although it is not the first copy, it is her handwritten copy, which is quite difficult to come by. In the future, when you are practicing, if you feel uneasy, you can take it out and read it. It can help resolve your mental knots and demons."

She sighed and said, "Zhenzhen, your teacher will accompany you to the capital of Daqi."

I really don't feel comfortable letting her go alone. If she meets someone blind, she might suffer a great loss.

Xueheng returned, and Guliu City was filled with singing and laughter. The Snowbird Tribe had obtained two immortal pills for ascension, so two elders went into seclusion to practice. As soon as they stepped out of the hall, the chief elder Xuetang called out, "Ancestor."

"Tang'er, Zhenzhen still has some chores to deal with in the south. I'll go with her."

Xuetang clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Guan, this is a gift prepared for you by the clan. It's just a token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

Su Zhen is Xue Heng's disciple, and is their uncle.

Xueheng is much older and of a higher generation, so Su Zhen's generation has also risen.

Xue Heng said, "Take it. You can go back and refine a few more magical instruments and elixirs for them."

Su Zhen took over two storage bags, one bag contained medicinal materials and the other contained equipment. Inside the equipment bag was a large box filled with clothes.

Su Zhenxin thought for a moment and held up two boxes in her hands: "These are immortal jewelry and elixirs. I only have this one immortal elixir for ascension. I will refine it after I find the immortal grass for ascension."

Xue Heng said: "The Feathered Immortal Grass of Guliu Mountain has become extinct, but there are many people in the tribe who can take care of herbs."