The Number One Cheat in Cultivating Immortality

Lin Xiaolu was leaning on the sword-testing stone. The skirt of his black green Taoist robe slipped to the crook of his elbow, revealing three suspicious scratches on his honey-colored chest. The talisman paper held between his fingertips suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the shadow of a half-naked fairy appeared in the blue flames, which scared the girl in pink skirt who had just started and covered her eyes. "As long as thirty spiritual stones, you will experience the ascension of bliss..." Before he finished speaking, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the direction of the mountain gate: "Lin Xiaolu! You are using my alchemy stove to cook hot pot again!" A ray of sword light split the sea of clouds, and the beard of Elder Chen of Yaowangfeng was still smoking. Lin Xiaolu picked up the storage bag on the girl's waist and stuffed a bag of "Zhu Yan Dan" into her arms - which was actually a love flower cake from the Hehuan Sect. "Elder Mingjian!" He pulled open his clothes as he ran, revealing the dark red mark on his collarbone: "Last night, my disciple was collecting Seven Emotions Flowers to help you refine elixirs, and was almost sucked dry by the Hehuan Sect's enchantress!" Elder Chen's flying sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the bacon hanging on the hilt swayed with oil. The old man approached the "hickey" suspiciously and suddenly became furious: "Fart! This is the oil splashing from the bottom of the spicy pot!" Lin Xiaolu secretly thought something was wrong and threw out three magic talismans. When he turned around, his belt hooked the crane's cloak that was drying. In the sky full of white feathers, he crashed into the forbidden area behind the mountain like a rolling gourd. The jade pendant around his waist shimmered, creating a gap as big as a dog hole in the barrier. "Boom!" When the smoke cleared, Lin Xiaolu was lying on a furry object. A muffled sound came from beneath him: "You are pressing down on my noble king's tail!" A closer look revealed that the dull fur on the top of the golden-haired prairie dog's head exploded into a fan-shape, and there was still half a piece of food with teeth marks in its paws.