I am only mortal but why do you all sees me as a immortal!

"Are you satisfied with this compensation?"

Gu Heng leaned against the coffin and looked at Wu Zhu with interest.

Mo Mang Xuanxian really deserves some compensation. After all, this young man has put in a lot of effort to fight for the opportunity here, but in the end he found out that it was a scam. His life will start to develop towards the dark side from now on.

Perhaps hundreds or thousands of years later, Wu Zhu will become the next "Momang Xuanxian" and do the same thing.

"Okay, okay, whatever the senior says is what's going on."

Wu Zhu opened the Qiankun treasure bag, looked at it for a few seconds, and nodded.

If a Xuanxian was just an ordinary casual cultivator, he probably wouldn't have many things, but Mo Mang Xuanxian was different!

He was once a member of the Desert Python tribe!

Even if the Desert Python tribe was eventually destroyed and he was the only one left, the legacy of the great demon tribe that once had an Immortal Emperor in charge should not be underestimated, even if it had declined and disappeared, there must still be a lot of resources left to inherit.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse!

"Oh wow, there are also immortal-level magic weapons, array plates, and a lot of elixirs... Well, I can become an immortal now!"

Wu Zhu flipped through a few more things, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and a smile spread across his face.

I thought I would get nothing from this trip, but I didn't expect that thanks to the blessing of my senior, I still made a lot of money!

actually.

If Wu Zhu continues to practice like this for a few years or even decades, he will be able to become an immortal.

Although the Wu family in the Xiaoxuantian Realm is not a large clan like the Yun family, with an Immortal Master Yunshang as the leader, it still has several elders at the Immortal Lord level, and its sphere of influence is not small. Wu Zhu, as the third son of the Wu family patriarch, should have been a young man with no shortage of resources.

As long as the Wu clan wants, it will be no problem for Wu Zhu to become an immortal.

But here's the thing.

Among his six brothers, his talent was too mediocre and poor.

What's more, he is the third son. The eldest son is the most respected, and the youngest son is the most favored. Wu Zhu, who is stuck in the middle, can neither go up nor down, and is in an awkward position.

The other five brothers, even those younger than him, have already ascended to immortality, and those with better talents have even reached the pseudo-immortal realm!

And what about him?

Sorry, the Holy Saint is not here.

Just tell me whether it's shameful or not!

Anyway, Wu Zhu felt that he was quite ashamed, and his talent in cultivation was really lame. It was not that he had not asked for resources, but every time he ended up being severely refuted by his father.

This time when he went out alone, besides being irritated by the sarcasm and ridicule from his brothers, which he couldn't stand, Wu Zhu actually wanted to fight on his own.

Since the clan is so reluctant to give him the resources for cultivation and thinks it is a waste.

Well then, he'll get it himself!

The thing in this Qiankun treasure bag is a slap in the face. Wu Zhu has already figured out how to slap those brothers in the face.

Do you like to ridicule him for not being able to accomplish anything without his family?

Let them open their eyes and see what they have gained!

Although this experience was a bit too bizarre and he was too lucky, it didn't matter.

Who says luck is not part of strength?

If you have the ability, you can also have this kind of good luck. It is hoped that you will meet an unknown master on the road to help you. If you don't meet such a master, don't blame him for this luck!

"Senior, I still have to thank you for this time."

After getting the benefits, Wu Zhu did not forget to be grateful to Gu Heng.

"You're welcome. I don't need these things anyway. I'll let you take them out of pity so you don't have to make a wasted trip."

Gu Heng shook his head.

In fact, he didn't pay attention to what was in Mo Mang Xuanxian's coffin just now. It's not that he didn't want it, but he really couldn't use these things.Although I became an immortal.

Logically speaking, after becoming an immortal, it would be no problem for him to turn his hand to make clouds and rain, change rivers and move mountains...

But Gu Heng still didn't feel that he had become stronger, even though he had indeed become stronger.

Why?

Just to name a simple fact, he couldn't even stand in the air or fly, let alone use magic weapons.

But he was able to chop off the hand of a Xuanxian and make the other party kneel down and sing "Conquer".

——Strange!

Gu Heng finds it difficult to evaluate his current state of "Have I become stronger? How strong?"

All I can say is that it was the dog that did it.

"Then I will take an immortality pill first, and then walk up the long steps to immortality!"

Wu Zhu was also impatient. He took out a pill of immortality and swallowed it. Then he sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to comprehend the breakthrough.

"Wait, you dare to eat this?!"

This scene made Mo Mang Xuanxian's eyes almost pop out.

But it seemed that he shouted a little too late, and spiritual light burst out from Wu Zhu's body.

A powerful attraction surged out from his body, and the spiritual energy around him gathered towards him frantically.

"oh!"

Gu Heng's eyes lit up.

This is quite a big commotion. Is this the process of transformation from mortal to immortal? It's really shocking.

He has never seen this before, so he takes a good look at it now.

Mo Mang Xuanxian on the side was stunned.

Damn, is this human guy so wild? That's the elixir of immortality. If you eat this stuff without reaching the level of a saint, your body will surely burst!

This is also a god!

If he hadn't burst on the spot, he would have been the most amazing of gods!

However, just when Mo Mang Xuanxian thought that a tragedy of drug explosion was about to happen, the movement of Wu Zhu suddenly stopped.

"...Um?"

"What's going on?"

Wu Zhu opened his eyes. He thought that after swallowing the Immortality Pill, his cultivation would skyrocket. However, he found that there was not much reaction after taking the pill, and his cultivation only increased a little!

His gaze immediately fell on Mo Mang Xuanxian, and he was furious!

"You snake spirit, by 'coffin book' do you mean that even the immortality pills are fake?!"

Wu Zhu had good reason to suspect that the Immortality Pill was fake!

"Don't be so rude, little brother. I am a descendant of the Desert Python tribe. How could I possibly stuff fake goods into my own coffin?"

Mo Mang Xuanxian was actually more surprised than Wu Zhu, because the elixir was definitely real, but Wu Zhu's body was not burst by the power of the medicine. This was really rare!

Sudden.

Desert Python Xuanxian was surprised and said, "Wait! I know!"

"Little brother, it's your cultivation physique!"

"Practice physique?"

"How come I don't know that I have a good physique? My talent is the worst in the family. Even my three younger brothers have become immortals, but I am not even a saint."

Wu Zhu was even more confused...