Yang Donglai looked at these two immortal cultivators, they were just two scoundrels who couldn't let go of their brown candy.

He could already guess the tricks of these two guys.

It just feels like Ergouzi was beaten and punished yesterday, probably because he took a fancy to the physical training skills of the men in Dahe Village.

Or maybe Ergouzi has some ready-made wine and is thinking about it.

Talking about being homeless and looking for a home is all bullshit.

But he just wanted to help these two guys fulfill their wishes and improve the efficiency of his progress tasks.

With him as the village chief and old god here, these two people will definitely not cause any trouble.

He pulled Er Gouzi aside and whispered: "Er Gouzi, two free helpers, don't use them in vain. After all, they are immortal cultivators who have reached the golden elixir. They have already gone away from grains, so I don't want to give them food."

I won’t starve to death.”

"You have two immortal cultivators who are in charge of your tavern, and they are shouting and talking to these two immortal cultivators all day long. How much face do you have in the village, even the bastards won't be able to accept it!"

When Er Gouzi passed by Yang Donglai and said this, he subconsciously couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He looked at the two guys, held his chin with his hand and thought again.

"Hehe, okay, for the sake of the village chief, and because you two begged me pitifully, you two can stay."

"Thank you, boss, for taking me in, and thank you, village chief, for your help." When the two heard this, their faces were full of joy and ecstasy.

Ergouzi looked majestic again and glared: "But you two, please listen to me clearly. Even if you two are immortal cultivators, you are just a busboy in my tavern. If you dare to be lazy and slippery, I will not be satisfied."

If so, get out of here at any time."

"Little Sanzi, from now on you will be their boss, keep an eye on them." Ergouzi said again lazily.

"Hey! Boss, don't worry, hehe, I will definitely take good care of them both."

The third son was the happy one, and immediately looked at the two of them with a fierce look on his face: "What are you two doing in a daze? Go wipe the table and mop the floor."

The mistress thought that if these two guys really stayed, they would take away her job. Unexpectedly, her boss directly made herself the boss of these two guys and watched them upgrade!

(Congratulations to the owner for helping Ergouzi to recruit two free helpers. The two immortal cultivators have achieved their wishes. The task progress completion rate is: 15%.)

Looking at the completion rate progress in my mind, the distance from 100% is still as long as a pig's kidney, and I thought, it seems that this task is getting more and more difficult.

Yang Donglai wandered around the village again, looking for something to do.

"Hello, uncle village chief."

Suddenly, I saw Widow Zhang's daughter Ma Cuicui, holding a small hatchet and a rope in her hand, and her brother Xiaoqiang, walking out of the house and walking toward the back mountain.

"Cui Cui, are you taking your brother to the back mountain to collect firewood?" Yang Donglai asked with a smile.

"Yes, uncle village chief, we don't have much firewood at home." Ma Cuicui looked at him and replied with a smile.

Watching the two siblings walking toward the back mountain, and thinking of Ma Cuicui's Tianfeng Holy Body, an idea subconsciously came to mind.

First, he used the hair detector on Ma Cuicui's younger brother, Ma Xiaoqiang, to check.

‘Three spiritual roots of fire, earth and gold’.

Yang Donglai looked at Ma Xiaoqiang, who was being held by Ma Cuicui, and nodded subconsciously.

Although Ma Xiaoqiang is not as good as his sister in terms of physical fitness, he has the qualifications to cultivate the three spiritual roots of fire, earth, and gold, which is pretty good.

He looked at Ma Cuicui again: "Hey, my good disciple, just wait until you become my disciple."

"Sister, there is a big branch over there. I'll go pick it up."

"Xiaoqiang is awesome, let's go."

The siblings came to a forest at the bottom of the back mountain and looked for dry branches.

"Wow! Sister, look over there, there is a person with a mask flying over!"

Ma Cuicui's younger brother, Ma Xiaoqiang, suddenly saw a person flying directly into the air from the back mountain. He subconsciously looked surprised and shouted in disbelief.

Ma Cuicui looked up and happened to see this scene, and quickly hugged her brother.

Ma Cuicui naturally also knew about the immortal cultivators. Yesterday, the two immortal cultivators had a fight with Er Gouzi outside the village. Almost everyone in the village was there to see it clearly.

"Hello, two children."

The person who flew over wearing a mask was none other than Yang Donglai, who came to the siblings.

"You, who are you? Don't hurt us. Our Dahe Village is protected by an old god. The old god in our village is very powerful."

Ma Cuicui held her younger brother Xiaoqiang tightly in her arms and looked at Yang Donglai with some nervousness and fear.

"Haha, you don't have to be afraid, I am the guardian of Dahe Village you mentioned, and I also know you two siblings."

"Your name is Ma Cuicui, and he is your brother Ma Xiaoqiang. What I said is right."

"Ah! You, how do you know, uncle, who are you?" Ma Cuicui looked incredulous.

"Haha, as I said just now, I am the guardian of Dahe Village, the old god you just mentioned." Yang Donglai said gently.

"Ah! Are you really the old god from our Dahe Village? Sister, didn't my mother tell us that the old god also wears a mask? He also wears a mask!"

Ma Xiaoqiang, who was in Ma Cuicui's arms, looked at Yang Donglai at this moment. He might have thought of something, but he looked happy and excited.

"Are you really the old god in our village? This is great, Xiaoqiang, let's kowtow to the old god."

Ma Cuicui immediately pulled her brother Xiaoqiang and kowtowed excitedly to Yang Donglai and knelt down.

Yang Donglai stretched out his hand directly, and a soft force stopped the two of them. The two siblings seemed to have roots growing on their legs, and they couldn't kneel down.

"You don't have to be like this. Don't you want to ask why I appear in front of you?"

"Ah! Old fairy grandfather, why do you appear in front of us?" Ma Cuicui asked with a confused look on her face.

"Well, Xiao Cuicui, let me ask you, do you know about immortal cultivators?"

"Hmm, old immortal grandfather, I know that immortal cultivators are so powerful. Just like you just now, you can fly around in the sky. I'm so envious!" Ma Cuicui said with a look of yearning on her face.

"Well, let me ask you again, do you want to become an immortal cultivator? You can also fly around in the sky."

"Ah! Think, old fairy grandfather, I have been dreaming about it for a long time, but, but I can't do it!" Ma Cuicui's face became full of loss and depression again.

"Haha, I have a way for you to learn to cultivate immortality and become an immortal cultivator. What do you think? Are you willing?"

Ma Cuicui suddenly raised her head, her face was filled with joy and excitement, and she nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, old immortal grandfather, do you want to teach me how to cultivate immortality? This is really great!"

"I'm not teaching you, I'm going to let someone else teach you."

"Who is that?" Ma Cuicui's head was full of question marks.

"Haha, he is the current village chief of your Dahe Village, Yang Donglai."

"Ah! Are you talking about the uncle of the village chief? You said that the uncle of the village chief can teach me to cultivate immortality, but he can't fly in the sky?" Ma Cuicui was even more confused now.

"Haha, not only can he fly in the sky, but he can also fly very fast. It's just that you haven't seen it before. If you want to learn to cultivate immortality, go back to the village and go to him directly. He will naturally accept you as his apprentice and teach you.

Those who cultivate immortality.”

"Wow, I understand. It turns out that the village chief's uncle is still a cultivator of immortality. Well, old immortal grandfather, thank you. I will definitely go to the village chief's uncle and ask him to teach me how to cultivate immortality." Ma Cuicui's face changed again.

firm.

"Old immortal grandfather, I also want to cultivate immortality with my sister, is that okay?"

Ma Xiaoqiang looks young and has heard a lot about immortal cultivators. His little face is full of expectations.

"Well, yes, but you are still young now. You should first go to the academy to learn how to read and write like your sister. Then we can also go to your village chief together."

"That's great, brother, now both of us can become immortals!"

When the two siblings heard this, they all jumped up and down with joy. They wished they could go back to the village immediately to find their uncle, the village chief, and tell him about this.

"You are here to chop wood, I'm here to help you."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and robe, and a strong wind blew by.

A large bundle of firewood flew in front of the Ma Cuicui siblings in the blink of an eye. The two siblings were speechless and stunned.

"When you find the village chief, become a disciple, and practice hard in the future, you can be like me. I will replenish you with some energy so that you can carry this big bundle of firewood home alone."

Yang Donglai casually patted Ma Cuicui on the shoulder, sending a soft force directly into her body.

"Wow, old fairy grandfather, I suddenly feel warm all over my body, especially with so much strength. What on earth is going on?"

Ma Cuicui felt the sudden powerful power in her body, which stunned her.

"Okay, take this big bundle of firewood and go home. Don't forget to go to the village chief's house to become a disciple and become an immortal."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he flew directly in front of them and towards the back mountain.

"Brother, let's go home quickly and tell our mother the good news first. My mother will be very happy when she finds out!"

"Sister, there are a lot of firewood, but how are you going to take it home?" Ma Xiaoqiang frowned.

"Haha, you can look at mine next! Hey, it doesn't feel heavy at all!"

Ma Cuicui tied it up with ropes and carried a large bundle of firewood directly on her shoulders.

"Wow, sister is so awesome! Sister is so strong!"

"Haha, it's not like my sister is so powerful. It was the old god in our village who cast a spell on me just now. Brother, let's go home quickly."
Chapter completed!