I am immortal.

Chapter 120

That is the teacher of the emperor.

After Qi Wuhuo said these words, he left, walked into the world of mortals, and gradually walked away, only the fortune-teller whispered a few words, and then sat back on the wooden stake, feeling that the six Shu Lang, who really couldn't chew this word, wanted to scold him for his ignorance, but he seemed to be able to see the extremely heavy things that the young man was carrying.

Under such heavy pressure, these six words have a youthful spirit.

Even the gentleman in gray couldn't help sighing, saying:

"It's time to drink!"

"When you are young, your spirits are the most important thing to drink."

"Old people are corrupt, and they are the most disgusting things in the world."

The fortune teller shook his head and sighed: "It's just that you can't do this with just a word. There are many and rare things. It depends on what you plan to do."

"Don't make empty talk."

He stretched out his hand and took out the inside of the sleeve robe, and took out some dried sweet potatoes that had been steamed and dried.

Putting it in his mouth and biting it, he recalled the scene where the vitality and the essence of the young man merged. Even he couldn't help admiring again and again: "All things are formed by congenital transformation, and all things want to practice to reverse this scene. Most of them are taking pills and swallowing bait, and those who can walk the earth's veins are already superior, let alone what this little ox nose did before."

"The infinite is the one who is supreme."

"Even I saw it for the first time. Even those who are too skilled, from the three talents to the innate one qi, although they don't rely on external things, they still need to concentrate and break through with the guidance of God. In the lower vehicle of [The Law of Consciousness], there has never been such a combination of mind and energy, qi and essence, tsk tsk, strange, strange, really strange."

Fu said to himself again: "I heard that the Great Master Xuandu seems to be the person fabricated by Emperor Wa in the first place. He is considered to be more than half of the innate soul. In addition to being enlightened by Taishang, the three talents have gathered together as soon as he was born. The rest of the disciples, too. They all achieved the innate qi by keeping the spirit, but later, they each took different paths.”

"From this point of view, isn't this little guy the only one who is almost comparable to the Supreme Being at this level of realm since ancient times?"

"This can be regarded as the real Tai Shang Zhen Biography..."

"Cub nose, amazing!"

"Next time we have a chance to meet, I should treat you to a drink, haha... Lao Tzu? Uh, [Lao Tzu]?"

He was suddenly puzzled.

I don't know why I, who is always paying attention to what I say, suddenly and instinctively said the name "Lao Tzu".

Then he realized the self-spirit that was trying his best to warn.

"Huh? The little guy is too halal..."

"Excuse me?"

"Too good!!!"

The fortune teller in gray clothes clapped his hands and shouted out of joy, but suddenly he seemed to realize something, his words were stuck in his neck as if suddenly caught by a rope, he murmured a few times, his eyes twitched Straight, the dried sweet potatoes in his mouth became less sweet.

Not only is it not sweet, it is like a knife pulling your throat.

Then sweated.

Um?Alas? ! ! !

He is from the Taishang lineage, but his teacher may not be the Taishang, right?

I think I said something about the old cow nose?

Um?Ah, ah ha ha ha, is that me?it's me?I said?Ah ha ha ha ha, can't, can't...

thump! ! !
The fortune teller stood up, then knelt down towards the east as soon as his knees gave way.

In the afternoon, when the monk passed by with the picked herbs on his back, he looked at the fortune-teller kneeling there holding three sticks of incense, his brows raised, and he asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?"

"Buddhism has no tradition of kneeling for incense."

"Kneeling? Hehe, stupid, which eye of yours saw me kneeling?!"

"Baldy, open your eyes and see!"

"I'm stretching my waist!"

"I just ate more tofu recently, played more happily with the little girls, and my knees are weak, so this is more comfortable!"

"Do you understand, you!"

"You really don't understand anything, Baldy!"

The fortune teller sneered hard.

By the way, he was kneeling straight, his back as straight as the barrel of a gun.

The great monk shook his head and said calmly: "Although you don't have much Dharma practice, but the poor monk suddenly thinks that you can burn relics."

"The mouth is hard enough."

"The only relic that has been burnt with a pair of mouths since ancient times."

The fortune teller was furious.

But he always kept his kneeling posture and didn't move.

After kneeling for three sticks of incense, it was already dark, but his face was full of sorrow and mourning.

It's bitter, it's bitter, what should I do?
What a mess.

—— For fortune tellers, one of the most important things is to avoid them.

The top fortune tellers don't have infinite magical methods and all kinds of supernatural powers. When they raise their hands, they feel that everything in the world can be counted.

Such people often die so that the grass on their graves is three feet high.

Instead, you should know how to restrain yourself.

If you know what you shouldn't count, what you shouldn't know, it's best not to even think about it.

To know what to say is to enter the door, to know to shut up is to leave the teacher.

Now that I know the little Taoist's footsteps, there will inevitably be problems with the way he talks and behaves towards the little Taoist after that, and I will definitely take care of him and be polite. Violation, after all, everyone knows that the Taishang lineage is the most difficult and the highest, but the Three Realms and Six Paths are notoriously free.

Like herding sheep...

The old cow's nose slammed and disappeared.

The corner of the fortune teller's mouth twitched, and he strangled the thought to death.

He smacked his mouth lightly.

After thinking about it, I came again.

Then he cupped his hands toward the east, with a mournful face: "Your lord has a lot, your lord has a lot, my child has been talking since he was a child."

"Don't have the same knowledge as a child like me, not the same."

Mr. Gray clothes sighed, feeling a headache——

My own spirit is really too sharp.

Practitioners cultivate inner perfection, and there is no direct relationship between the level of realm and the level of combat power. Some real people have no match for the world with a single breath of sword energy, but they don't know anything except the method of killing foreign demons; Even if he received the talisman and became a human immortal, his realm was also high, but what he is good at is actually alchemy, or what he cultivates is the clarity of the soul, and what he does is divination.

The most famous ones are Clairvoyance and Shunfeng Ear.

The realm is not low, and the combat power pulls the hips.

If they were confiscated, they would be two idiots.

However, the means of avoiding disasters and avoiding disasters are extremely high. Many people of the same generation either fell in the event of disasters, or died in fighting with others. But it is getting taller and stronger, and when I look back, my peers are all dead, but the two of them are already living in front of the Lingxiao Palace.

Among all the gods and generals, he was not the best at fighting, and the Giant Spirit God beat them both with one hand.

But it is definitely one of the most famous gods.

And Mr. Huiyi's own sexual acuity is roughly equivalent to those two added together to be sharp.

Once you know it, it is equivalent to keeping your thoughts and minds in mind all the time.

It is useless for others to recite this name, but his sharp and clear spirit has a high probability of being noticed by that person directly. It was noticed by that great disciple, the Great Emperor Wuxian Lingguan.

If there is another mouthful.

Maybe it will be smashed directly from the stove in the Xuandu Palace of the 36-day Purple Mansion.

Dare to scold my master?
Damn!

At that time, I can only go back to my hometown honestly.

Find that guy for shelter, hide there, Xuandu can't kill him.

Unless two people fight a real fire to fight their lives.

"Then why am I running out!"

"Then I ran out for nothing!"

So Mr. Huiyi wished he could dig a hole and bury himself immediately, wished he could raise his head to the sky and scream.

His mother, why should I recognize this! ! !
Damn, why! ! !
So he thought for a long time, and threw himself directly into the wine tank, drinking enough wine.

Released the doppelgänger, uninterruptedly imposing the supernatural power of sealing cognition on one's own spirit.

Until one's soul forgets about it.

It is thought [to avoid disaster].

........................

Qi Wuhuo returned to the Lianyang Temple. When he returned, the little Taoist priest Mingxin was running after a chicken, but the little Taoist priest was young and his legs were not long enough, but the three-yellow chicken was extremely sharp. , moving around, especially tricky, the little Taoist yelled don't run, don't run, and followed behind with a big broom in his hand, but he couldn't catch it.

The little Taoist stood there leaning on the broom, panting heavily, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that was flowing down his chin.

Gritting her teeth, she was already exhausted: "Don't run, don't run!"

"return!"

"return!!!"

Finally, the little Taoist got up his courage, raised a broom high, and then it fell heavily forward. The three yellow chicken flapped its wings a few times, and then flew up. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the little Taoist, it flew over three Mi, and then flung himself outside, there was actually a little disdain and a little elegance in those eyes, which made a little Taoist gnash his teeth.

The old Taoist was still stroking his beard and watching the joke.

The little Taoist turned around and stepped on the tunnel: "Master, you are still laughing!"

"Okay, okay, stop laughing, stop laughing."

"Then what do you want Master to do?"

Just when Mingxin watched the three yellow chickens about to fly away, suddenly a gust of flowing water turned into a rope and pulled the three yellow chickens. When he got down, the little Taoist priest opened his arms and ran over. With a little jump, he hugged the three yellow chickens in his arms. The chickens were still struggling, and the little Taoist priest was very happy.

The mist dissipated like a dream, and then saw the young Taoist walking back from the outside with the sword box on his back.

The little Taoist greeted each other happily.

"Uncle Qi!"

"what is this?!"

"It's amazing, what kind of trick is it?!"

The young Taoist laughed and said, "It's not worth mentioning."

After cultivating the innate qi, the primordial qi is not comparable to the vitality of the human body, it can be out of the body, so the primordial spirit draws the vitality, and gathers the water vapor with the method, which turns into the previous method. The young Taoist swept his sleeve robe, the water vapor gathered, It fell into the river on one side again, with ripples, but there was no smoke, and he himself had entered the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist Mingxin just felt happy, and walked forward with the three yellow chickens in his arms.

The old Taoist's expression changed, first he thought he had made a mistake, and got up subconsciously, and after several times of investigation, he finally looked at the young Taoist in disbelief, took a breath, and asked tentatively:

"Fellow Daoist, did you break through?"

Qi Wuhu nodded.

The old Taoist sighed: "Fellow Taoist is 16 years old this year?"

The young Taoist replied: "In a few days, after the New Year's Eve, you will be 16 years old."

"16 years old..."

The old Taoist murmured for a long time, then sighed, "Good talent!"

"Good savvy!"

"Even if you started practicing Taoism at the age of six, it should not have been ten years since you entered Taoism?"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and replied, "Well, less than ten years."

"Less than ten years, less than ten years."

Holding the volume of Daoist scriptures in his hand, the old Taoist shook his head and sighed for a long time. He really didn't know what to say, and said: "In ten years, you can walk the road of three talents, step by step to the innate one qi, and you can do it thoroughly. Calling [Taoist], not just a Taoist priest, alas, it is really fearful for future generations, for future generations to be feared."

Then he watched his disciple walk around happily holding the three yellow chickens.

The Taoist scripture in the hands of the old Taoist slapped the young Taoist's head lightly and said: "Look at your uncle, you are also 11 years old, don't say that you are born with a qi that can go out and open a Taoist temple by yourself , Even the three talents have not been cultivated, look at you, and then look at your Uncle Qi!"

The little Taoist covered his head, but when he let go, the three yellow chicken wings flew away again.

Mingxin glanced at the three yellow chickens who ran away wrongedly, and replied: "Then master, you are in Uncle Qi's grade, are you born with one qi?"

The old Taoist priest was suddenly blocked.

The little Taoist asked: "If you can't even do it, why should I do it?"

The old Taoist couldn't laugh or cry, so he brought up the Taoist scriptures, pretending to hit, and said: "Xiao Niubi, you can really speak."

"Does the buttocks itch again?"

The young Taoist Mingxin turned pale with fright, covered his forehead with one hand, and trotted quickly. The old Taoist was still childlike, so he also played and played with him. After playing around, the old man turned his head and smiled and said to the young man, "Cultivate the innate qi." , any dharma vein is a big deal, fellow daoist, can you write a letter to the master to talk about it?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "No need."

Carrying the sword box on his back, he pushed away the main hall of the Taoist temple.

It is also the only place in the entire Lianyang Temple that can be regarded as magnificent. When I saw the statue of Sanqing, I thought about it and took three incense sticks from the side of the table. I was only slightly shocked, and the vitality quickly passed by, and it was already ignited. , when casting a spell, it is necessary to cooperate with the Dharma Altar, Dharma Jue, and Fingerprints, but now, with the circulation of Yuan Qi, many methods can be used without these procedures.

All Taoist temples worship Sanqing.

It's just that some are centered on Yuanshi.

Some have ether as the main god in the middle.

Lianyang Temple, the Lord worships the Supreme Being.

At this moment, the old Taoist has also achieved success, with the little Taoist in one arm, and three yellow chickens in the other hand. The little Taoist Mingxin has a few chicken feathers in his hair, and curiously said: "It's not morning and night, Uncle Qi How do you offer incense to the Great Heavenly Venerables of the Sanqing?" The old Taoist thought for a while, and then praised: "It is free and easy, and there are no Taoists in the world who are not disciples of the Taoist ancestor."

"So after he broke through, he didn't send a letter to his teacher."

"Only offer incense to Sanqing."

"So that's the case, can the Sanqing Datianzun know?"

The old Taoist's voice paused, and he only smiled and said, "Sincerity makes spirit."

The young Taoist bowed slightly, then put three pillars of fragrance into the censer, and said softly in his heart:
"teacher."

"The disciple has broken through."

"In addition, the disciple knows what to do."

The three pillars of fragrance rose up, Qi Wuhuo turned and walked away, the old Taoist over there greeted him, said with a smile that today's fellow Taoist made a breakthrough, and he should celebrate a little bit, the little Taoist added: "It means you can eat delicious food. "So the old Taoist patted his forehead lightly again, the old Taoist shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "It's just a glutton."

Behind, three pillars of fragrance curled up.

There seems to be a mystery, and there is a faint tendency to go straight to the sky, 36 heavens.

But at this moment——

Heaven Realm: In the Purple Mansion Xuandu Palace.

Master Xuandu is refining alchemy.

(End of this chapter)