I am immortal.

Chapter 127
The old man still struggled to get up, as if he must bow down to the young man in front of him, but he was supported by the people around him.

I don't know where the strength came from.

Pulling the young Taoist, he told the general things intermittently, his tone was choked with grief, anger and discomfort.

I have been sick in bed for many days, but I struggled for several days and couldn't hold it down.

The old man felt that he had to apologize to the old man with the broken leg, no matter how uncomfortable it was, no matter how painful his body was, it was okay.

What should be done must be done. The old man has followed the simple things all his life, and he feels that he must apologize for doing something wrong. When a person dies, he should be buried in the ground. The old monster is gone. He is with the people in the village. The friendship is not very good, but he is buried in the village, so he should be watched by his fellow villagers.

The tomb was dug up, the coffin was erected, and there was no peace after death.

How could he still have the face to see this child?

No matter what he did, he wanted to stand up and worship. The young Taoist pressed the old man's palm and found that he was using a lot of force. Just a movement of Qi Wuhuo's Yuan Qi caused the old man's Yuan Jing to scatter, and the treasure of life could not be condensed, so Unable to exert strength, the whole person returned to the posture of lying flat, but his eyes kept crying, which was apology, but also grief and reconciliation.

The young Taoist said softly: "Treat the wound first."

His primordial spirit can be seen with just a glance at the moment.

There was no scar on the old man's body, he was overturned to the ground, as if he fell down by himself.

In this case, even if you report to the official, if the other party bites you to death and refuses to admit that it was the elder who fell and injured himself, it will easily become a death case.

is a veteran.

The energy splashed by the opponent's move on the ground also has its own way. The old man's bones were broken, especially the spine, which made him unable to move. The old man at this age is most afraid of lying down. After a long time, he will develop bedsores , Coupled with the dissipation of energy and spirit, maybe a person who was still in good spirits, fell and lay down for a while, and the person went away.

The young Taoist reached out and pressed on the old man's waist.

Congenital Qi changes and circulates.

The old man was stunned, as if he felt the changes and differences in his body, his eyes widened.

Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and said gently, "Try it."

Next to him was a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to the old village head, and wanted to shout and curse when he was in a hurry, but his father stopped him.

The old village head was puzzled and tried to stand up vigorously, and then he stood up unbelievably. He tried again, and he was able to get off the ground and even walk without hindrance. He just lay down for a few days, so his strength was not enough, and his head was a little dizzy. In addition, it seems that it has returned to its original appearance, or rather, it is better than the original appearance.

The crowd was in an uproar.

It was incredible watching this scene.

He looked at the young Taoist with a gentle expression who was carrying a bamboo basket.

Speechless for a while, surprised, and wanting to get closer, but staying in place because of awe.

The great monk opened his mouth and exclaimed:

"Daozhang, good method."

Daoist?

Everyone knows that ordinary cultivators are only called Taoists and Taoists. They often say that they met a Taoist priest today, and heard that the Taoist priest said something about the mountains, but the Taoist priest is not. Mountain ranges or cities, people who opened up Taoist temples, accepted disciples, and passed on the Dharma lineage, but they were all shocked when they saw that the young man in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was like the master of the temple.

However, at such a young age, he was said to be the head of the Tao by the master.

Some mysterious skills.

It also seems normal.

Everyone didn't know how sick the old man was, and how troublesome it was. The Taoist priest's identity was taken for granted by them, so Qi Wuhuo and the monk helped prepare the medicine, and the middle-aged man next to him helped. Thank you very much, and because I saw such a method, I was a little bit cramped.

The monk simply asked him to take care of his father instead of staying here.

The latter thanked him several times before going.

The great monk withdrew his gaze, looked at the medicine furnace, and said: "The Taoist's most pure innate qi is really powerful."

"With such an injury, the poor monk only knows how to take care of it slowly, but there is no way for the Taoist priest to do so."

The innate one qi is the product of Taoism's true practice of reversing the three and returning to the second.

Therefore, in theory, as long as the foundation is strong and the innate energy is pure enough, it can be transformed with the energy of the self.

Make the way of Taoism and all things, using two to generate three.

It can rejuvenate dead trees, renew broken bones, and achieve all kinds of incredible magical powers.

It's all just a thought, and there are many means of controlling the wind, sword energy, and turning the ice into frost, but they are only classified as [Slaying Foreign Demons].

It's just a way to protect the way.

It is a branch that cultivators must pay attention to, but it is far from being the whole.

True cultivators, at the level of innate energy, if they don't open up Taoist temples and impart Dharma veins, most of them will walk in the world of mortals, leaving behind all kinds of legends, planting beans and growing vines can reach the sky, beheading and swallowing knives to laugh at the world, how much It is this level, the so-called strange people and strangers, who have the means.

The methods of Buddhism are more inclined to clarify the mind and soul, and subdue the inner demons and outer demons.

Those who practice the King's Law, those who practice the Vajra Law, those who practice the Bodhisattva Law, and those who practice the Arhat Law, each have their own characteristics.

If the big demon walks according to instinct, and breaths out the brilliance of the sun and the moon, it can run wild with strength, which is different from Taoism's innate Qi.

The monk boiled the medicine for the elder to drink, and then left instructions. He dragged the middle-aged man aside, and spoke in a gentle tone about how the old man should take care of his body, how to take the medicine, and what are the taboos in daily life , told him one by one, and the young Taoist was helping the old man recuperate, and the old man gave a rough account of what happened that day.

In the end, he hesitated for a while, but still said: "Is the Taoist priest going to find people who do these things?"

"Daozhang, you may think that I don't listen to what I say, old man."

"But you are a person from outside Fangfang, and you should be wandering around to cleanse yourself. You are a fairy-like person. It's no use to offend those people because of this matter. It's really a no-brainer... Besides, old man, I believe there are still kings in this world." What is legal is fair, and today's sages are wise and capable, but they are much better than the deposed prince."

"I will not give up on this matter, we will definitely find justice!"

Lao Lichang has followed the rules all his life, so he believes in justice and the king's law, and there is persistence in his eyes.

How can there be no fairness and kingly law in this world?
How could there be no justice?
He believes it.

The young Taoist paused for a moment, then replied gently: "Well, there must be justice."

Standing up to say goodbye, when leaving with the medicine basket on his back, the monks saw him off, the big monk in gray watched the young Taoist go away, and then came back to his senses, taking care of the patients, Qi Wuhuo looked very calm, and did not break the hope of the old man , only walked into the world of mortals, but the little peacock seemed to have sensed the mood swings of the young Taoist, Xing Ling asked:
"Azi, Azi, what's the matter?"

"You look like you can't eat anymore."

The young Taoist seemed to answer, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "Wearing black clothes, holding a sword, and such a method."

"It's one of the imperial court's secret guards."

"It should be Qianlongwei under the command of Prince Donggong."

"All the commanders are eunuchs who grew up with the crown prince."

Old village chief, you want justice.

in their hands.

The little peacock was dizzy: "Qianlongwei, the imperial court?"

"Ah."

The young Taoist replied: "Take the hexagram of Qianlong in Yuan, hoping that it can lie dormant like Qianlong, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity. It can soar into the sky, shake the sound of the world, and shake the world."

The little peacock made a fuss, and the young Taoist lifted it out with his palm, letting it stand on his shoulders.

Find a more comfortable place.

Squinted.

Feeling that the wind blowing by, the young Taoist's black hair at the temples was very interesting, and the little peacock responded while pecking at the young Taoist's black hair.

"Oh... that's right."

"So, Archie."

The little peacock is serious:
"Qianlongwei, can this thing be eaten?"

The young Taoist laughed, and said gently: "Qianlongwei is an organization, not for food. As for what they are..." Qi Wuhuo shook his head, holding a wine jar in his hand. The veteran argued, saying that what the veteran drank was dirty wine, but the veteran said that he hadn't had any good wine.

So the old head once asked his son to buy good wine in Zhongzhou Fucheng to take back.

At that time, I took a jar of dirty wine from the old school captain to exchange it.

The old village chief seemed to intend to replace it, and quietly frightened the veteran, but he failed to get his wish. Finally, he poured good wine into the grave, which was considered a fulfillment of his wish.

This is the wine jar where the captain with the broken leg held dirty wine.

Just now Qi Wuhuo entrusted the elder's son to fetch it, the young Taoist found a place of water, passed the water into the wine jar, and then moved his fingers slightly, the stream of water boiled up, went straight into his mouth, closed his mouth, With his eyes, he felt the medicinal properties hidden in the wine, and then tapped his throat lightly with his fingers. The young Taoist opened his mouth slightly to the side, spit out the water, and scattered it to the ground again.

The young Taoist wiped the corner of his mouth:
"Poisoned."

"If Qianlongwei appears here...my guess is really good."

"The thief is not at ease now, so we have to finish it."

"...he just drank poisoned wine for seven years."

The young Taoist stopped talking in a daze.

"That's why the flesh and blood that was able to fight with the demons back then has decayed into a bad shape."

Did he know he was drinking poisoned wine?

I don't know, how sad it would be to die like this.

But if he knew it was poisonous wine, he would still drink one cup after another into his throat.

But I feel even more sad.

The young Taoist closed his eyes, thinking that if that person was in front of him, he would draw out his sword and kill him, but this world is so big, he has murderous intentions but he can't find him, the long sword is empty, so he has to put it in the sheath Zhong Ming screamed and remained silent for a long time. He threw the wine jar at a place that was responsible for cleaning the city. The little peacock seemed to be very sensitive, and even the fluff exploded slightly. The whole bird seemed to swell, and said:
"Aqi, Aqi, are you going to get rid of that prince?"

"Such a thing, little guy, don't ask."

The voice of the young Taoist was still gentle, and his soul recalled the experience of Huangliang Yimeng.

Prince?

The current crown prince is not the same as the one who later took over the throne.

Now the reigning Great Sage, Great Merciful, Benevolent, Virtuous and Filial Emperor seems to know that he has a lot of problems in his position, he is not so upright, and has also attracted the dissatisfaction of some elders in the court, and has left a lot of unsettled hands. Clean up, the prince whose mother and wife are both from the five surnames and seven clans is a knife he uses to check and balance the family and erase the dirty hands.

Cut off the family and force good talents.

Its name is to experience the prince, but in fact, it uses the prince as a sword to accomplish what you want to do.

Finally, push the prince out to appease the family's anger.

Made a deal.

The prince was abolished, and the son of the youngest son, that is, the grandson of the emperor, was re-established as the emperor.

It not only erased the tail of his own back then, but also weakened the aristocratic family, so that the imperial power was highly concentrated.

right.

In the end, he gave his good emperor and grandson who was not famous enough, and left behind [Master Wuhu] who was enough to calm the situation.

It's all in his calculations.

Removed the weakness of the country, removed the blood of millions of mourners, removed the border gates being knocked off by the demon country.

The emperor is skilled and intelligent.

He never looked down at Li Min.

The young Taoist casually used the branch soaked in the water of the Tianhe River, which he wore around his waist, to gently outline the ground. It is not impossible for Qianlongwei to act independently without the prince, but since there is a guard of honor, it is obvious that the prince also Around here, the surrounding officials have not received them according to the large scale, so it is not likely that the prince will replace the emperor to tour the world, which is a private visit.

Now it's almost New Year's Eve.

fifth year……

The young Taoist lowered his eyes.

This emperor, saint, is going to change the year name.

The title of the year is - Shengde.

This prince, it should be the end of the parade, come here to look for treasures to present to his father in public at the rally at the beginning of the year, besides, the son of the former prince, the county king is still here, this is also The reason that attracted the prince to come here.

Although I don't know why, the king of the county escaped from the capital, but the emperor and the prince were unwilling to watch him outside.

Come to think of it, the matter of the school lieutenant was not worth thinking about in the eyes of the prince and the emperor.

The young Taoist had a plan in mind, and put the branch back on the side of his waist.

The little peacock was puzzled: "Aqi, Aqi, where are you going?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Mingzhen Daomeng."

"Oh."

The little peacock was puzzled, and asked again: "Aqi Aqi, justice and kingly law, are they delicious?"

"No, but for the old village head and the others, it is as important as eating and drinking."

"Oh, that's a big deal."

The little peacock immediately understood the importance of this matter and was in awe.

Then he was a little worried and said:

"The old man just now can eat enough, ah, I mean, can he get the justice he wants?"

The boy replied: "...Probably not."

The little peacock felt very pitiful: "Hey, isn't that very pitiful. If I have nothing to eat, I am also very pitiful. If people are not fair, it will be the same as little Aqi if I have nothing to eat."

"Where is the justice?"

The young Taoist thought for a while and replied, "It's in people's hearts."

"If people can't ask for it."

"That's on the edge of the sword."

The little peacock tilted his head and said:

"What about yours, Aqi?"

"Do you also seek the king's law?"

The young Taoist replied: "I am a monk."

"Ah, so what?"

The boy's voice is gentle:

"Therefore, there is no kingly law."

"Ha, love and justice, lawlessness, murderous, who wants to have fun? Let me see..."

The primordial spirit of the young Taoist suddenly noticed a joke, reminded him of his own nature, he subconsciously raised his head, but happened to see a lazy man in gray, who was laughing loudly, holding a jug of wine in his hand, cooperating with the His words, appearing in such a way, fall into the eyes of others, and they also have the air of a master playing in the world of mortals.

So he drank with his neck up, with the demeanor of a celebrity, and his eyes turned around.

I saw the young Taoist priest carrying a bamboo basket.

He was looking at himself quietly.

He looked at the shoulder of the young Taoist again. It looked like a peacock, but with his eyes closed, his aura looked like a bad thing with nine lions.

So the smile on the face of the previously leisurely and relaxed fortune teller froze.

The body suddenly stiffened.

He looked at the young Taoist, and then at the strange peacock.

blurted out a word.

fuck! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)