"Hey, be gentle… Fellow Daoist, be gentle."
On the immortal mountain in the corner of the lake, two figures were tiptoeing and sneaking towards the mountain peak.
The burly man in front of him had already taken off his raincoat. His short-sleeved shirt and long pants were rather plain. However, he exuded an authoritative aura that no one dared to underestimate.
He was a big shot who had separated a wisp of the Primordial Purple Qi!
Behind the burly man, Li Changshou's old immortal paper effigy slowly followed. He had already prepared the gift that he would present to Da Yu.
When General Dongmu prepared the gifts, he naturally prepared eight of them. No matter how poor the Heavenly Courts were, they still wanted their pride. It was impossible for the Sea God to bring a single gift to pay respects to the eight human sages.
However, the current situation far exceeded Li Changshou's expectations…
