Release the Douyin fairyland version, the Holy Land Patriarch broke the defense

"To answer your question, ancestor, I am the seventh prince of my father," the young man cried. "It was a group of cultivators who wiped out our entire clan."

"So what if they're cultivators? I'm also a cultivator. They killed my people, so I'll use their lives to pay tribute to the dead souls of the Liu family!"

"Don't cry first, tell me who did it!"

Under the questioning of Master Yunhe, the young man quickly told the whole story.

It turned out that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty accidentally obtained a treasure that even practitioners were wary of, and somehow this news was accidentally learned by an evil cultivator.

So he brought people to massacre the entire Liu family. In the process of massacring the Liu family, the group of evil practitioners also reported their own name - the Ghost Cult.

When hearing the three words "Ghost Sect", Yunhe Zhenren's expression changed instantly, because this Ghost Sect was the largest evil cultivation organization in their plane, with many masters and many Mahayana evil cultivators in charge.

He was just a small Jindan cultivator, how could he deal with such a powerful organization.

Just at this moment, the young man knocked his head to the ground.

"Ancestor, please seek justice for our Liu family and make those evil cultivators pay the price!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Master Yunhe immediately looked embarrassed.

"Well... you get up first. They killed your parents and brothers, so you should be the one to avenge them, don't you think?"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately raised his head with a confused look on his face.

"But, ancestor, how can a mere mortal like me avenge such a blood feud?"

"Alas, child, how can you say such unambitious words? Times have changed, and the world of immortal cultivation is no longer the same as before."

"How about this, the ancestor will give you two things. With these two things, you will definitely be able to take revenge with your own hands."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of white paper, wrote down a string of numbers on it, and then randomly picked out a lottery ticket from the pile of lottery tickets he had bought.

Seeing this scene, the boy's face showed confusion again.

"Ancestor, what is this? Could it be a secret manual for cultivating immortality?"

"What secrets? With a blood feud like yours, no secrets will work. This is the Double Color Ball I bought. Take it. They say that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future. You already have great luck. Maybe you can win a big prize.

If you win the jackpot, you can spend your spirit stones to place a Didi beating order and hire a master to help you get revenge. Those Ghost Cult members probably haven't used mobile phones yet, so killing them will be easy."

Hearing these words, the boy seemed to understand but not quite.

"What is this set of numbers?"

"This number is the reporting phone number of the Wanjie Federation's Special Campaign Office to Crack Down on Organized Crime and Eliminate Evil. If you really can't get revenge on your own, just call this number, explain your situation, and provide some evidence. They will then send someone to take down that ghost cult. Even though you can't get revenge yourself, it's still revenge anyway." Master Yunhe pointed to the second number.

After listening to Master Yunhe's explanation, the boy still seemed to understand.

"Alright, no matter what, this vengeance can be avenged. We can't stay here any longer. I'll take you back to the world of cultivation first."

When he heard that he was going to the world of immortal cultivation, the boy's face was full of surprise.

"Great! I can finally go to the legendary world of immortal cultivation. Thank you so much, ancestor! Thank you so much, ancestor!"

"Oh, why bother thanking me? We're all family."

"Ancestor, I heard that becoming an immortal cultivator will allow you to live freely and unfettered. Is that true?"

Upon hearing this, Master Yunhe was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"If you work in a factory, you might not be able to live a carefree life, but if you work for a daily wage like me, you can be quite carefree."

"Ancestor, I also want to do daily wages." The young man said excitedly.

"How can you be so lacking in ambition, kid? I'll take you to the Immortal Cultivation Realm and let you cultivate for a few days. When you're almost there, I'll use my connections to get you a job at the factory. After all, the factory provides food and accommodation."

The boy didn't know what was a daily wage and what was working in a factory, but he thought that since it was something that only cultivators could do, it couldn't be too bad.

As he spoke, Master Yunhe had already taken out his own spirit car.

When he saw the smart car, the boy couldn't help but have a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Ancestor, don't all immortal cultivators fly swords? What is this?"

"Flying a sword? That's old news. Now only the most unsophisticated cultivators still practice it. If you try to fly a sword in the city, not only will you be unable to enter, you'll also be laughed at. My spirit car is so good! Not only does it save spirit stones, but I can also deliver food occasionally. Remember, when there's no way out in the world of immortal cultivation, the spirit car is your last resort."

Hearing this, the young man nodded seriously.

After the young man sat in the back seat of Yunhe Zhenren's spiritual car, Yunhe Zhenren started his own spiritual car.

The next second, a crisp sound came from inside the smart car.

"Dumb Flute, a bestseller in over 80 dimensions, a leading brand of smart cars..."

As soon as the accelerator was pressed, the car took off into the air. Master Yunhe, who was flying in the air, did not forget to ask a question.

"Child, what is your name?"

"My name is Liu Xiu."