Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

"You too?"

"I smell it too, it smells so good."

Gu Taixing looked at his four teammates who were swallowing saliva in surprise.

"You... did you all smell it? I just thought it was a hallucination caused by lack of water."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The five people stared at each other with confusion written on their faces.

Suddenly, they all seemed to realize something, and a light called hope appeared in their eyes.

someone!

They met someone!

Their bodies, which had been extremely exhausted, didn't know where the strength came from. Several people suddenly stood up, dragging their heavy bodies, and tried their best to walk in the direction of the scent.

It felt like living on the street and about to die of thirst and starvation, but seeing a police station suddenly appear in front of you!

Saved!

There isn't much power squeezed out of their bodies, and they can't move much faster than zombies.

But even so, they still chased the scent and walked along the path that they had walked countless times until they reached a flat open land.

This place is unfamiliar!

They had never arrived before!

In the center of the open space, a huge black-gold golden hair breathed fire from its mouth and was burning an ancient alchemy furnace that was at least two meters high with a strange black flame.

Next to him, a muscular man in Taoist robes was rolling up his arms and sleeves, rubbing his face flexibly on a heavy solid wood table.

"It seems that when a person is on the verge of despair and sees a glimmer of hope, the potential that his body can unleash is huge."

The muscular Taoist priest looked over and showed his big white teeth.

Only then did a few people see clearly that the sturdy Taoist priest in front of them had the body of a tiger, the waist of a wolf, and a dignified appearance.

Compared to a Taoist priest, he is more like a mighty general, shaped like the legendary ancient god of war.

"You guys, it's coming faster than I thought."

Chapter 188 Don’t do it, don’t do it, I really don’t want to be the ancestor!

When Lu Wenwu showed his big white teeth and talked to himself and others while making noodles, Gu Taixing was completely confused.

Before arriving here, he had imagined many scenes of meeting the people here, as well as the appearance and dress of many people here.

I just didn't expect this...uh...

The painting style of this Taoist priest is so fresh and refined, if he is really a Taoist priest.

"You, you."

Gu Taixing suddenly got stuck and was stunned for a moment.

Qian Qian and Yan Chao, good friends, looked at Mao Mao who was spitting fire and Lu Wenwu, who was so muscular and unattractive, with shocked expressions on their faces.

During this trip, it seemed that I was really lucky enough to find a fairy fate.

It's just that the painting style of this "immortal" is really weird.

The two silly and sweet female college students didn't know whether it was the desire to survive or whether they had really stayed in the ivory tower for a long time and were defenseless against others, but they dragged themselves straight to Lu Wenwu.

"Brother, can you give us some water and food? We will pay for it." Xu Qiao's voice was hoarse due to lack of water, and her voice was very weak.

Lan Xin, who was supporting each other with her, also nodded immediately and bent down to salute: "Please do a good job. After we go down the mountain, as soon as we reach the signal area, we will transfer the money to you immediately! After we return, we will enshrine the longevity tablet for you at home!" "

"It's a simple task, so there's no need to be so solemn." Lu Wenwu smiled slightly, but showed hesitation, "But for drinking water, I don't seem to have a suitable water storage container for you. Wait a minute."

After that, Lu Wenwu put down the dough in his hand, drew a stream of water and washed his hands carefully.

Then he took out a few ordinary iron ingots and placed them in his hands.

In just a moment, the iron ingot turned into whitish orange-red, and an astonishing heat wave hit his face.

With a little force of his fingers, Lu Wenwu actually kneaded the iron ingots into several metal ocean bowls as if they were kneading mud!

The fingerprints on it are still clearly visible!

With another wave of his hand, a stream of chilly water washed down, and the five metal bowls cooled down quickly.

When a few people came back to their senses, five bowls of cold spring water had appeared in front of them.

"Drink, don't choke."

The two female college students couldn't bear it any longer. They took the bowls and drank without caring about their manners.

The three guys, including Gu Taixing, were no exception. They came up to him at almost a sprint speed of 100 meters. After thanking him, they started drinking at the same time.

The refreshing cold spring water enters the body, with a slight viscosity and sweetness unique to mountain springs. It seems that a strange power spreads to the limbs and bones, slowly dissipating all fatigue and fatigue.

The more Gu Taixing drank, the more frightened he became.

This is simply divine water!

It’s even more powerful than the holy water sold by sects dedicated to Western gods!

I am alone in this deep mountain and old forest, with a big dog beside me that can spit fire and make elixirs. It can also pick up objects from the void, heat steel with my bare hands, and knead it like plasticine.

Could it be that he and others met the legendary immortal cultivator! ?

The Immortal of Destiny answered his prayer! ?

Lu Wenwu watched the three boys looking at him with more and more strange eyes, with strong respect in their admiration, and knew that they seemed to have figured out something.

The special water they were given to drink was nothing but the Lingquan from Lingtian Mountain.

This is not a rare thing in a mountain with top-grade spiritual veins and several high-grade spiritual veins.

Lu Wenwu connected several pipes to the sources of several spiritual springs. He used these pipes as tap water for farming, breeding, and daily life.

Several people poured water down.

It seemed that the spiritual spring was too delicious, or maybe it was because a few people had been thirsty for so long that they drank almost all the water in the bowl.

Not to mention the two girls, even tall and athletic guys like Yan Chao and Gu Taixing were so full that they burped, and water seemed to be pouring out of their mouths.

Qian Qian, who had drunk a little less, struggled and gave Lu Wenwu a weird salute:

"Thank you, senior, for helping me save Hiccup. Sorry, it's really rude. We are all third-year students majoring in mythology and archeology at Yenching University. I wonder if you can have the audacity to ask senior to take us down the mountain? After we come down from the mountain, we will definitely give you a generous gift!"

"Going down the mountain? It's easy. Let's wait until I have lunch. Of course, if you can still eat, you can eat some together. Judging from the looks of you, you must have been hungry for a long time."

Lu Wenwu, who was rolling out the dough into cakes, smiled and showed his big white teeth again.

"But you have to tell me first, what is Yenching Academy? What is the mythology and archeology major?"

"You don't know?"

Xu Qiao blurted out, with a strong look of disbelief on his face.

As if realizing that her words were inappropriate, she immediately added: "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't mean that, I..."

"It doesn't matter, I understand."

Lu Wenwu took out the previously baked egg-filled pancakes, placed them on the upper level of the stove, lit a fire in the air, and placed the new pancake dough on the frying plate next to it for preliminary processing.

Now that there are immortal cultivators in this world, things will be much easier to handle.

"I can feel the fluctuation of your soul, and I understand what you mean. It's just an unintentional mistake, but it's just too caring."

"Soul fluctuations? Can you...can you read minds?"

Xu Qiao's face became even more surprised, and then a wisp of blush flashed across her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Lu Wenwu shook his head: "No, I can just feel some emotional changes. Your spiritual sea is too weak in front of me, like an open door. Even if I don't deliberately 'see', my peripheral vision sweeps, Still unobstructed.”

Yan Chao's eyes were shining just now.

He held back the ecstasy in his heart and asked cautiously: "Senior, I would like to ask you, are you the kind of very strong Xiu Xiu?"

This guy is somewhat like Mr. Ye and his dragon.

Normally looking forward to meeting the legendary immortal cultivator, at this time he was stuttering nervously.

"You want to ask me if I am an immortal cultivator? I guess so." Lu Wenwu baked a cake and replied, "I do know some magic and Taoism, but I'm not very proficient."

He had previously obtained part of the Maoshan Taoist inheritance in the zombie dungeon.

It's just that Lu Wenwu has basically never used it. He has only tried it briefly and learned a few more practical auxiliary Taoist techniques, which can save some trouble in daily life.

Yan Chao was suddenly confused: "Huh? But I don't think there is anything recorded in those historical materials. A powerful immortal cultivator can burn the sky, boil the sea, overturn the earth and so on with a single spell."

Lu Wenwu shrugged: "It's no use. One punch will solve everything. If it doesn't solve the problem, just punch him again. Since I've been practicing till now, I've never encountered an opponent that I can't solve with my fists."

Use your fist! ?

I have never encountered an opponent who needed to use magic to solve! ?

Wait!

The fist shakes the mountains and rivers, turning the world upside down?

hiss!

As top students majoring in mythology and archeology, several people seemed to realize something at the same time, their eyes filled with strong shock and disbelief.

This characteristic is clearly the situation of the first group of big guys to embark on the path of cultivation as mortals after the disappearance of the ancient gods!

The cultivation methods at that time were still imperfect, and mainly focused on hunting exotic beasts and strengthening the body.

In mythological history, that period is called the beginning of human civilization, and the period before that was the stage of mythological civilization.

For these first batch of people who embarked on the path of cultivation, the history of mythology has a special name.

The one who opened the way.

Lan Xin looked at Lu Wenwu with reverence and asked respectfully: "Senior, I wonder if you are so powerful because of how many days and months you have practiced hard? Such a life must be very difficult and monotonous, right?"

"How long? I don't remember."

Lu Wenwu opened the fried pancakes and skillfully filled them with eggs.