Chapter 492 - 68 Immortals Can Be Poor too_2
Gu Wen couldn’t help but show a faint smile, and said: "Your thieving heart still hasn’t died, you’ve lived for hundreds of years and still think of mortal things."
"I am just a mortal, living for hundreds of years hasn’t changed me, what do you think?"
"If you have offspring, it can be considered."
Receiving Gu Wen’s permission, Jiang Fugui wore a serene smile and slowly closed his eyes.
Gu Wen took out a Blood Pill and put it into Jiang Fugui’s mouth, then placed his palm on the top of his skull, Buddha light appeared, a cycle of illusion transforming into a dream of yellow beams and pillows.
Eight hundred years of time, entering the Daoist Sect for Cultivation, leaving the Daoist Sect to participate in the war between humans and demons, and with his own grace and merits, he obtained a position in the Pill Alliance.
Walking through this path, it wasn’t too rough, much better than most.
Until he was about to die of old age, Jiang Jucai brought him to a Blood Pool, nurturing the Divine Soul with incense, nurturing blood fiends with flesh and blood.
Gu Wen’s thought was like a knife, aimed at Jiang Fugui’s memories after his death, he paused.
He wanted to protect Jiang Fugui, since he did not actively commit evil, he had a reason to support him. If the Daoist Sect doesn’t tolerate, the world doesn’t tolerate, so what? Gu Wen has been Cultivating so far not to see others’ faces.