I am immortal.

Chapter 123 Why is it called immortal, why is it called Tao

Qi Wuhuo's spirit was peaceful, and he didn't notice any difference or strangeness. He opened his eyes while half asleep and half awake, and saw the old man sitting in front of him like this. The surrounding light was dim, like the setting sun in the afternoon. The warmth and serenity make people relax unconsciously and feel sleepy unconsciously. There seems to be a lamp made of tulle covering bugs on the table.

In a trance, it was as if he was still at home under Helian Mountain, in that small courtyard.

Plum blossoms in the courtyard, pedestrians outside the window, and green hills in the distance.

The old man sat in front of him, while the young man seemed to have just meditated and practiced Qi, and he was sleepy in the afternoon, so he lay down on his wooden table and fell asleep gently. After reading the above text for a long time, he said gently:
"Wuhuo, I've been through a lot."

The young Taoist hummed.

The old man's eyes were gentle, and he said, "How are you doing during this time when the teacher is not around?"

"Is there anything you like? What have you seen?"

The young Taoist replied: "The disciple walked all the way and saw many things."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled gently: "Oh? Tell me."

The young Taoist slowly told the old man about his experience, what he had seen and heard. Seeing the world of mortals, he knew a lot of misery, as if he was still living idle at the foot of the mountain, and the old man was just as gentle and quiet as he was then. He listened intently to the young man talking about his experience, and then stroked his beard and said, "I see, the time is not long, but the experience is also rich."

"So don't be confused. As far as this is in practice, is there any gain?"

The old man seemed to be smiling and asked:
"Knowing everything and keeping it in mind will distract you and not benefit you in practicing immortality?"

The young Taoist replied: "I know, but the teacher and the disciple think that I did not go wrong."

"No personnel."

"Why are you called a fairy?"

"What the disciples practice is the way of man."

The old man didn't say anything, but looked at his young disciple gently, with admiration in his eyes, as if pity, in the end, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's hair, just like when the boy was sleeping peacefully at the foot of the mountain, The old man just picked up these white papers, and then held a volume of Daozang, reading quietly under the light, and time passed so smoothly.

"Uncle Qi? Uncle Qi, wake up..."

"are you sleepy?"

When the little Taoist opened the door openly, he saw the young Taoist lying on the table and fell asleep.

The white papers are all folded on the table.

So cautiously, I walked over on tiptoe, and saw that the words on the white paper were all written in cloud seal script. I couldn't understand it myself, so I gave up, lowered my head, and said quietly: "Uncle Qi~"

"The food is ready, do you want to eat?"

"Do you want to eat? Want to eat..."

Before finishing speaking, the top of the head was hit, the old Taoist pressed his disciple with one hand, shook his head, lowered his voice, and said: "Be quiet..." Looking at the young Taoist who was asleep again, sighed He took a deep breath and said: "It seems that I don't know what happened, and my mind is exhausted."

When they saw the young Taoist fell asleep, his eyes were closed and his brows were delicate.

Without the usual temperament when chatting, he looks like a child.

Was originally a child.

The old Taoist thought, at this age, they should run around the rivers and lakes with their swords on their backs, go to see the grass growing and the eagles fly, and practice with their senior sisters and brothers. What's the matter?The little Taoist stared wide-eyed, stretched out his hand and poked the young Taoist's cheek quietly, then opened his eyes wide, retracted, and whispered:

"Uncle Master looks like he's not much older than me!"

"Shh, be quiet."

"Let Uncle Ni go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

The old Taoist clamped a little Taoist priest under his elbow.

I have old arms and legs, and I still have to stand on tiptoe to walk out step by step. When the old and dilapidated wooden door creaked when it opened and closed, the Taoist priests, one old and one young, stared wide-eyed and held their breath. Breathing, opened the door carefully, then walked out slowly, closed the door carefully, just now took a long breath, as if they had made a great cause, they looked at each other and laughed together.

Only the young Taoist was left here to sleep peacefully overnight.

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

Qi Wuhuo woke up with a slight itching feeling.

He opened his eyes in a daze, the sunlight was a little dazzling for a while, the young Taoist narrowed his eyes, the little peacock was gently pecking his cheek, Qi Wuzhu pulled the little peacock away, the latter opened his mouth, When the Taoist woke up, he rubbed his face happily, and then Xingling yelled through sound transmission——

"Aqie, Aqie, hungry!"

"hungry!"

The young Taoist was helpless.

The little peacock seems to have a growing appetite.

I had to feel what father and mother are, soothed the little peacock, and Qi Wuhuo stretched his waist. Although he slept on his stomach all night, he didn't feel uncomfortable with his blood. With one qi, the physique of the young Taoist is different from that of ordinary people. The qi does not dissipate, and even if the blood is drained, he will not die immediately.

It has been reversed from three to two.

When I went out, the sun was just right, the breeze was blowing, and my mind returned to peace. The little Taoist priest was exhaling and practicing Qi, with a serious look, while the old Taoist was just holding a volume of Taoism and reading it carefully, reading it with great interest. When Qi Wuhuo came out, he put down the scriptures, smiled and nodded.

After the innate Qi level, there is no need to adjust the breath and inner Qi.

The constituent elements of ordinary people are Yuanshen, Yuanqi, and Yuanjing.

Practitioners at this level are Yuanshen and Yuanqi, which belong to the transition and change of the life level.

The lifespan of an ordinary person is only 20 years old, but it is easy for Qi Wuhuo to live to more than [-] years old.

The practice at this moment is no longer meditation and breathing adjustment, but the operation of one's own innate qi.

Controlling it with gods is called [fire].

The sun is the nature, the soul is also, and the symbol in Taoism is [fire].

The waiting person means waiting and watching.

The word "huohou" has been passed down from the Taoism. It is used among the people, and it is often used to say whether a certain thing can be done or not. The internal explanation of the Taoism is to use fire, that is, to control the Yuan Qi with the Yuanshen. The key and timing of circulation changes.

It is the [fire] for practice, and it is divided into [advance and retreat], [lift and fall], and [slowness].

There is the heat of cooking, there is the fire of martial arts, there is the fire of attack, there is the fire of resting, there is the fire of advancing Yang, there is the fire of receding Yin, there is the fire of returning pills, and there is the fire of great pills. In addition, there are ways of increasing and decreasing, warming and nourishing, and changing, especially numerous. It can be seen that practice is also a delicate skill.

If you don't get the true biography, even if you have the opportunity to step into the Xiantian Qi, you can't go further, and you don't know how to polish it.

But even those who have stepped into this path and obtained the true inheritance often make a wrong step, and there is no possibility of achieving a higher level.

Only for this reason, those who have passed through this complicated level can be honored as "real people".

Ears are beyond what anyone can achieve.

The innate qi produced by each of the classics has its own characteristics, because of its rise and fall, advance and retreat, and the pace is different. Now only in the "Hunyuan Sword Code", I have seen the practice method given to him by Senior Sister Yumiao, which contains the practice method of "Refining Qi".

So the young Taoist only quietly held a book and sat down under the tree.

The little Taoist is bitter in his heart.

In this Taoist temple, there are only three Taoist priests.

He is the only one who needs to breathe out and refine Qi!

What's the point of my spitting!
If not 'inverted'!
Go eat candied haws!
But the old Taoist rolled up the Taoist scriptures in his hands, gently pushed his head, and said: "Concentrate on it."

So the little Taoist had no choice but to say honestly: "Oh."

Qi Wuhuo flipped through the Daoist scriptures, but he was actually 'looking' at the Hunyuan Sword Code given to him by his senior sister. This is the path of sword immortality created by himself based on the Taishang Taoism. ; and Mr. Ao Liu's manuscript, the chess game cloud and rain chapter also has the level of innate one-qi level content, which is a way to play calmly;

Regarding the operation of Yuanshen Yuanqi, it is rough and grand, but there are also occasional wonderful strokes.

Tan Taixuan's "Chengxianlu" only reaches the content of the innate qi in the end.

There are many methods and insights of casual cultivation in the world.

Good at small-scale movement of Yuan Qi.

The young Taoist flipped through it, thoughtful. Of course, apart from the long lifespan brought about by the qualitative change in the level of life, the innate energy can finally cast spells in the air. Before that, even if your vitality is as powerful as It is also impossible for Wang Yang to get out of the body, this is a difference in level, so Qi Wuhuo slightly raised his finger, and decided to pull slightly.

The old Taoist noticed a breeze in the void.

Smile clearly.

Sure enough, as long as a practitioner steps into this step, it is impossible not to resist trying.

He was the same back then, but it was not so easy to use Yuanshen to draw Yuanqi, the principle is to guide 【[-]】by 【[-]】.

It took him several days to succeed in his first attempt at imperial object that year.

It took three months to pull the spell. This is because his foundation is solid. Practice is not so simple...

Suddenly the wind was loud.

The old man raised his eyes in surprise.

A fallen leaf flew up, it was the wind turning, and then the sound of the wind changed slightly. When the wind came, it first brushed against the face like the light of spring, and then spread. Feeling stagnant for an unknown period of time, the Taoist robe suddenly opened, and the little Taoist priest Mingxin heard the movement next to him, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Look around.

Seeing the young Taoist over there drooping his eyes, he was sitting under the old tree reading a book, turning over a page of Taoist scriptures, Yuan Qi was pulled and changed, and a violent storm rose around him, like a wave of Yuan Qi between heaven and earth, flowing and changing, like a current circling, whistling , soaring into the sky, but the square inch where the young Taoist was standing remained motionless, Qi Wuhuo lowered his eyes slightly, and said to himself: "So that's how it is..."

"Old Mr. Ao Liu's Yushui chapter, clouds and fog are just changes in Yuan Qi."

"Skills can also surpass the simplest Yufeng."

"So that's it, I seem to understand a little bit."

The old Taoist seemed to sense something was wrong.

This is clearly a simple way to use the primordial spirit to control the primordial qi, quickly attract the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and use it to form a strong wind. Even a monk from Yeluzi can do it when he steps on the innate qi. The rapid circulation of qi caused the wind, but something seemed to change in an instant, and suddenly there seemed to be a majestic atmosphere.

The young Taoist decided to press down.

"Wind blows."

The strong wind raged, the old Taoist stood up suddenly, his beard and hair danced backwards, and his eyes widened. In the perception of his primordial spirit, the young Taoist sat there, and countless strong winds that were invisible to the naked eye gathered together, and finally turned into a beard and hair. The dragon, with its head high and its tail hanging high, roared and chants silently, accompanied by the surge of the youth's soul, hovering in the entire Taoist temple, its form is extremely calm.

The old Taoist murmured: "Supernatural powers?!!!"

Suddenly there was a crash, the little Taoist Mingxin didn't pay attention, his small wooden sword was wiped by the wind, and it was swept into the air, the little Taoist Mingxin let out an ah, stood up abruptly, and said, "My sword!" He stretched out his hand He wanted to catch it, but the old Taoist held him down and said, "Wait for it to fall."

But I heard a gentle voice say, "I'll come."

The little Taoist looked over, but saw that the young Taoist had disappeared. When he was in a daze, he saw a figure go straight into the air, grabbing the sword with just one hand, and the strong wind swirled around him. The young Taoist It didn't come down hard like falling from a high altitude, but fell slowly like a feather falling.

Holding the Taoist scriptures in one hand and the sword in the other hand, the blue Taoist robe danced fiercely, his black hair was slightly raised, and he was very calm, as if coming from the wind, and fell to the ground gently. Behind him, the sword in his left hand was turned and placed in front of Ming Xin.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin widened his eyes: "Uncle Qi, you can fly?!"

The young Taoist shook his head and replied: "It's just that the Yuan Qi has drawn the vitality and attracted a gust of wind to lift me up."

"It's not windy."

The old Taoist couldn't help but said, "A gust of wind is not enough."

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, and said: "I found that when Yuan Qi induces the wind to rotate, the force will become stronger, and if several storms rotate together, the repulsive force between each other can lift me up, but the height and speed are all different. There are limitations, if you can control Yuan Qi, you can do what you just did."

The old man reluctantly said: "It's...you, did you have to teach such a method?"

"Cultivation is fast."

The young Taoist shook his head and said, "My teacher didn't teach me, I learned it myself."

The little Taoist's eyes widened, he pulled the boy's cuffs and said, "Can you teach me that?"

The young Taoist said gently, "Okay."

"When I perfect it, I will teach you."

The little Taoist said happily, "Then I want to choose a nice name!"

Qi Wuhuo patted him on the head, and the little Taoist priest looked at the teacher with a clear heart, and said, "However, what Uncle Qi just said about Yuan Qi manipulation is so difficult to understand, teacher, can you explain it to me? That way I might be able to learn faster in the future."

The old Taoist was silent, coughed, and said without changing his face: "You little brat."

"The basics of Taoism and deeds are not enough."

"It's useless to tell you."

"Well, when you reach my level, you will naturally know, naturally."

"Huh? Is that so?"

The little Taoist was suspicious.

The old Taoist blushed, and scolded: "Why don't you practice faster?"

"How could the teacher lie to you?!"

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

Qi Wuhuo was slowly touching the differences and mysterious techniques of the innate qi.

But in that extremely distant and misty realm, someone is playing chess.

A Taoist priest in Taoist robes with a dignified face said calmly, "Brother Daoist was distracted just now, what did you do?"

The old Taoist on the opposite side smiled gently: "It's just a moment of distraction."

The middle-aged Taoist with a dignified face said calmly, "Brother Dao doesn't tell me, I know."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the old man, and said, "I heard that Brother Dao has taken in a disciple recently?"

"Is it called Xuanwei?"

"I'm a little curious."

(End of this chapter)