I am immortal.

Chapter 126 Lord Daoist of the Qing Dynasty: I have not taught supernatural powers, never, never

The voice of the young Taoist reflected in his words and spirit is still echoing.

Taoist Qingjun moved his fingers slightly, and unfolded this volume of "Answer to the Great Master of the Qing Dynasty". What he saw were still those words, with different brushstrokes, and the skill of using spirituality on the strokes was so immature that he almost wanted to read it. Laughed a lot, but it was indeed written.

"This little guy..."

"Have you learned my technique of imprinting all phases into my brush?"

These words were reflected in the eyes of Lord Shangqing Daoist, and turned into the appearance of the young Taoist.

Master Dao pondered, then snapped shut again.

The little Taoist was crushed again.

If so several times.

No matter how it is unfolded, the spirit in this text will be combined into the appearance of that young man, so Master Dao tutted:
"……interesting."

"I didn't expect that I would learn superficiality just by reading my words."

"Not bad, good comprehension."

Lord Dao expressed his admiration, glanced at Yunqin, shook his head, and said, "Much smarter than you."

Then he slammed the book shut again.

So the young Taoist had to be closed again.

And Shangqing Daojun felt inexplicably much more comfortable.

Happy too, happy too.

Although I'm too lazy to figure out why.

But it is thoughtful.

After closing the scroll several times like this, I just unfolded the scroll and saw the gentle and correct writing on it. It was written like this: "Wuhuo Daojun would like to answer the Daojun's letter", the Qingjun Taoist raised his eyebrows, just this sentence, He applauded and couldn't help laughing out loud:
"Daojun? Hahahaha, interesting, interesting, very interesting, the little guy is crazy enough."

"Unlike Taiyi, who is very rigid."

"I like."

I just laughed, but I was also lazy, I didn't look at the scroll, I just put it on the side at random, I can preach and ask when I am excited, and when I lose my temper, I don't have the interest to continue, I just smile and ask Yunqin : "Speaking of which, that little guy, Mr. Daoist, did you say anything after reading my manuscript? Or did you only write this book?"

"No, I said a lot of other things."

So Yunqin recounted everything that the young Taoist said after reading the manuscript.

At the beginning, Lord Daoist Shangqing just regarded it as ordinary.

When Yunqin repeated what the young Taoist said back then, "Replace everything with myself to form Yunzhuan..."

Lord Daoist leaned against the void, with an extremely relaxed and lazy expression, and said with a smile: "That's the case, but I have a little vision, I can see it, but it's just normal. Among my disciples, there are many people who can see something wrong at a glance. For example, you little girl, seeing that words are just words, and Yunzhuan is just Yunzhuan, I don’t know if you are too naive or too pure.”

Yunqin glared at Daoist Lord.

Master Dao lay reclined with his head propped on his right hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I don't say anything, just don't say anything."

"Go on, what did the little guy say?"

Yunqin said: "Then Wuhuo said that everything is in line with the Taoist concept of Chongxu, not to boast about anything, but in fact it is saying [Seeing the world is worse than seeing me], [Worshiping God is worse than worshiping me], Uncle you His character looks very humble and plain, but he is actually very proud in his bones.”

!!!

The smile on the corner of Da Daojun's mouth was slightly restrained, and Yu Ruyi in his left hand tapped the void lightly. After a long time, he said:
"What else?"

The girl replied: "Then Wuhuo is very confused."

Master Dao smiled and asked, "What are you confused about?"

Yunqin replied truthfully: "He is confused, whether this me is the self or the spiritual self."

"I'm confused that this is the spirit of a monk."

"It's still [I am the world] itself, an extremely domineering and pure path of cultivation."

Yu Ruyi, who was lazily knocking on Daoist's leg, paused for a long time.

Those soft yet sharp eyes were closed.

Then said: "Interesting, interesting."

He sat up again, stretched out his hand to take the reply letter written by the young Taoist, this time he really read the content, as for Qi Wuhuo's words of thanks, he just ignored it, and only saw the letter written by the young Taoist Confused, he shook his head, and said: "What kind of talented person is my Tao? If I don't understand these things, there is no need to teach them."

"It doesn't look like a cultivator, but a wild way."

He threw it away and lay down again.

Lazily biting the candied fruit.

But among those questions, although many of them are so simple that Lord Daoist Shangqing thinks he is playing with him, but there are also one or two questions that are a bit interesting, so that Lord Daoist accepts disciples and teaches the law casually, saving people. Boundless's heart itched very much, as if it was being scratched.

Let's talk about being stupid, and it's just right, especially stupid.

He is so stupid that he still has a bit of understanding, and people can't help but want to kick him back to the right path.

After lying down for a while, she suddenly sat up, which shocked Yunqin greatly.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"doing what?"

Lord Daoist of Shangqing raised his eyebrows and said, "This kid is too stupid, I can't see it."

"I have to scold him!"

"Yes, scold him!"

"This idiot!"

"Bring it! Can't think of such a simple question? It's ridiculous!"

Immediately after sweeping the sleeve robe, he took back the volume of "Wuhuo Daojun would like to answer the Daojun Shu", swept across without picking up the pen, just dipped in a cup of tea next to him, and then wrote, heartily said: "Stupid!" Stupid and stupid!"

"There is no need to do anything, why worry about it!"

"You really don't understand! Cultivate the truth and cultivate me, cultivate the Tao and ask me, these three thousand righteous dharmas should be based on [me]."

"It should not be me seeking the Fa, but the Fa coming to me."

"That is to say, the soul, a bit of the real soul is in me, doing something or not, thinking about it, isn't it a random thing?"

"It's like swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is fierce and decisive. It can kill demons or save the common people. Whether to save or kill, it's all in my mind. If you cling to one end, you ignore the other end. A blind man feels an elephant and doesn't know the whole picture. , An Neng got the Dao Quan Dharma?"

"Still taking the most basic swordsmanship as an example."

"Cut is to cut, it can be used for killing, it can be used for defense."

"The swordsman in the world speaks sharply and seeks the most pure, but it's just a small-scale swordsmanship."

"The sword is a tool for killing and destroying? Haha, it's ridiculous."

"Between heaven and earth, there is turbidity, yin and yang, life and death."

"And I will decide it with the sword."

"It can be used with one sword to determine the changes in the turbidity of the world, and to reverse the flow of yin and yang."

"Why not shatter all the demons and revive the common people?"

"And the sword is only one end of the Dao, and there are three thousand Dao in the world, all of them are like this!"

"Those who can be imagined by the common people, who are inconceivable, are supernatural powers!"

"Once you cultivate the Tao, you must have a long-term vision."

"If you have a high vision and an open mind, you will know that there is nothing in the three thousand worlds that I cannot do."

"How to do nothing and how to do something, you have comprehended it, and you are somewhat talented. In this case, why do you stick to the forms of the two? You must know that water is water that nourishes all things, and water that turns ice and sweeps the world is also water. Have great ambitions? Why not do both, like yin and yang, like heaven and earth.”

"There is no distinction between inaction and action."

"Stepping on Yin and Yang is the true way!"

Mr. Dao held back for a while, wrote a passage heartily, then waved his hand, and laughed loudly: "It's so good!"

The girl wondered, "What did you write?"

"Is it magical?"

Master Dao laughed loudly and said: "What supernatural powers! Don't talk nonsense, little guy!"

"I don't have supernatural powers."

"Not passed!"

Yunqin nodded ignorantly.

After seeing this uncle, he lazily said: "The so-called supernatural powers are nothing more than [predecessors' methods]."

"I don't know how to impart supernatural powers and other low-level things."

Yunqin tilted her head: supernatural powers...

Not in the flow?
Daojun, who expressed his depression and enjoyed the joy of teaching without taking on the responsibility of a teacher, was quite happy.

Sitting cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, propping his chin with one hand, he lazily said:
"I just took the simplest [cut] as an example, and answered his own confusion before. How much he can understand is his own business."

"It's chopping, it's just waving sideways."

"With a branch in your hand, you can do it. There is no trick, so how can it be considered a supernatural power?"

"Besides, isn't supernatural power something that everyone can admire? Is there any need to teach it?"

It is rare for Lord Daoist of Shangqing to have an opportunity to fight with others, especially just now when he discussed the Tao with Yuqing, he was not satisfied, so he let out his breath just now, and when his temper was satisfied, he became unattached to everything, and said casually: " Now that it’s written, it’s meaningless to stay here, little guy, go and show it to the little Taoist priest, and see if he can understand it this time.”

But I caught a glimpse of that line - "Wuhuo Daojun would like to answer Daojun's book"

Move your finger.

So there is an extra line of text on it.

"The Lord of Dao Responds to the Book of the Lord of No Confusion"

I thought about it.

Wuhuo Daojun became the book of Wuhuo Xiaodaojun.

The lazy Taoist didn't care about these things, and when he encountered something interesting, he put Yuqing's bet behind him, just put his palm on his chin, and said with satisfaction: "That's right."

"Floating life is long, and years are boring."

"Occasionally something interesting happens."

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

"Uncle, Uncle, take me away!"

"You take me away!"

"I don't want to do morning classes, I'll help, you can't carry so many herbs by yourself."

"Woooooooo..."

Early in the morning, Qi Wuhuo said that he was going to treat the people in the medical shed and continue to eradicate the epidemic. The little Taoist made a noise out of his heart and wanted to go with him, but this time the old Taoist didn't allow him to go again. The Taoist pulled him back, but the little Taoist still didn't give up and wanted to slip out, saying: "Master, Uncle Qi is carrying so many herbs and such a strong medicine stove by himself, he can't carry it."

The old Taoist laughed, lightly tapped the Taoist scriptures in his hand on the top of the young Taoist's head, and said: "I still can't memorize it."

"Run the vitality in the eyes, and look again!"

Confused, he tried his best to gather Qi in his eyes.

When I looked again, I saw that the young Taoist was carrying a medicine basket woven from bamboo, but there was a gust of wind circling around, lifting the object that ordinary people felt was heavy, his steps were easy, without the slightest force, the little Taoist Ming Xin was dumbfounded, and said: "This, this is..."

The old man sighed and said: "Innately, there is one qi, and the reverse three returns to two."

"It's not as simple as simply accumulating vitality."

"As soon as he thinks, many three lives and all living things will be captured by him."

"I still can't carry it."

"Even if you throw all of our Taoist temples on your Uncle Qi's back, Yuanshen can move Yuanqi, and he can carry it directly, walking like flying, and you still can't catch up with him."

The little Taoist looked at the Xiaotupo where his Lianyang Temple was located. Although he said that the Lianyang Temple is not working now, it is also the Sanqing Temple. There is no shortage of guest rooms and practice places. After thinking about it, such a heavy thing was pressed on the young Taoist's shoulders, but it couldn't stop him. For a while, he felt like a dream, and then he realized why Xiantian Qi is the Taoist leader who can open up Taoist temples.

The old Taoist patted his head and said, "You have roots and roots of wisdom."

"But you also need to know how to calm down."

"I can understand why some people would rather not prolong their lifespan and only live to be 20 years old, but also use external forces to break through the realm and enter the innate qi? It is because of this method, in fact, it is said to be broken, That’s just an external name, in fact, it’s just using external forces to drive various forces like Yuan Qi, but the realm of its own life has not broken through, and it has not been divided into three.”

"There is only strength, but no law."

"It's not an innate qi, it's just [similarity] in vain."

The little Taoist was ignorant, and then asked: "What about Uncle Qi?"

The old Taoist sighed deeply: "His path is the most difficult and the highest."

"I'm not as good as that."

It was okay to let the little Taoist follow.

It's just that Qi Wuhuo has already made up his mind today. In addition to pulling out the residual plague gas for the sick patients today, he also has to go to the Mingzhen Daomeng. There are many things to do. First, rely on the power of the Daomeng. Find out what the current situation in Jinzhou looks like, and then understand what [Humanity Luck] actually represents, and how this power works.

It has been several days since he broke through.

In the past few days, I finally gradually figured out how my own state of Xiantian Yiqi is.

Although I haven't started [refining qi] yet, the innate qi is still not pure enough.

But it seems that because of my strong foundation at the level of [Three Talents], the range of my innate energy can be extremely wide. It should be thanks to the blessing of Huangliang Yimeng, the young Taoist ate one at the booth The freshly baked minced fritters felt juicy, when a voice came from behind:

"It's Fellow Daoist Qi, huh?"

"This is... fellow daoist breakthrough?"

The young Taoist turned his head and saw that the monk in gray was also there. The latter seemed quite surprised when he saw Qi Wuhuo. Namaste:
"Congratulations."

"Take the path of three talents to enter the congenital one qi."

"When we meet in the future, I really need to call him [Daoist]."

The young Taoist thanked him, and then walked towards the medicine shed with the monk, chatted and exchanged pleasantries along the way, and when asked what he was doing, the monk pointed to the medicine basket he was also carrying on his back, and said, "Today, the poor monk I was originally helping with diagnosis and treatment at the medicine shed, but a patient came today."

"Quite tricky."

"Most of the people in the medicine shed have the evil spirit of the epidemic in their bodies, and they only need to pull out the evil spirit."

"That patient was a man-made disaster."

"Artificial?"

Qi Wuhuo came to the medicine shed with the monk, but found that the special patient was an acquaintance.

It was the old village chief I met some time ago.

When I saw it before, although the old village chief was not young, he was still able to walk around the village with a cane, and he was clear and clear when talking about the affairs of each household. But now the old village chief is The breath is decaying, lying on the stretcher woven from bamboo, covered with a quilt, exuding the air of decay.

The monk said: "Originally, when you are old, your bones are fragile, and you can't stand falling."

"The old man was 'pushed' by someone, fell hard, and broke several bones."

"There is another symptom of anger attacking the heart. The poor monk went back to get the medicine. The Taoist priest came today, and it is better."

"After all, Daoist Yuan Qi is better at healing than my Buddhist sect."

The young Taoist leaned down to look at the old Lichang, but he didn't see any movement. When the Yuanshen moved, the Yuanqi had landed on all the key acupoints of the old man's body at the same time, stimulating his vitality and slowly waking up from his lethargy. The old Lichang raised his head, In a daze, seeing Qi Wuhuo, he seemed to be stunned, and then he was very excited, and stretched out his hand to grab the palm of the young Taoist, his body trembling with intense emotion.

It's guilt, it's sadness, it's apology.

In the end, the first sentence the old man uttered was, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The old man wanted to stand up but couldn't stand up anymore. There was a mixture of grief and discomfort on his once weather-beaten and wrinkled face:
"The old man's grave was dug up..."

"I couldn't stop them."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes.

The action paused slightly.

(End of this chapter)