I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

Chapter 136 Qiao Feng in the North, Murong in the South (Subscription Request)
Li Qingtian was dressed in a white robe as white as snow, with his white robe and cape fluttering in the wind. He sat in the carriage, with Azhu and Abi serving him.

Deng Baichuan drove the car himself.

"Sir, please sit down."

I drive, and I guarantee there won't be any bumps.

Bang!

It would be strange if it wasn't bumpy.

Li Qingtian regretted it the first moment.

If I had known that your driving skills, Deng Baichuan, were so poor, I would have flown away directly.

Just let it be bumpy.

But Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian both looked very happy.

"We are of course very happy that Master can come out for a walk."

That's their reason.

Li Qingtian was speechless for a while.

No, you are happy too early.

on the way.

I just can't make you happy.

In this world, the mundane people are fighting with each other. There is no sky and no sun. It is vast and dark. I will search up and down.

"Golden elixir is not the end of cultivation."

Cultivate the golden elixir and realize the great way.

This is just the beginning.

That's it.

Go as you please.

Now that I have come to this world, I must take over Murong Fu's cause and effect.

"But it is impossible to restore the country."

this life.

I never planned to be an emperor.

Even last time, the throne was within reach.

But Li Qingtian still didn't even look at her.

"No, no, Fourth Master Feng, look, isn't the Young Master here?"

In the woods not far away.

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e had already received the news.

The young master has gone out.

Haha!

Our young master has been living in a small house for more than half a year and finally left Yanziwu and decided to go out.

This kind of thing.

How can we four ministers be missing?
Only by fighting together can we succeed in the future.

Unfortunately, the young master seems to like practicing martial arts more recently.

"When we meet the young master later, we have to persuade him to take it as our responsibility to restore the country."

"It's natural."

The two of them kept communicating.

He even fantasized that one day he would be able to recover the Great Yan Kingdom.

"Master, Bao Lao San and Feng Lao Si are waiting in front, shall we go over first?"

Deng Baichuan said as he drove the carriage.

Li Qingtian wanted to refuse.

But on second thought, I decided to forget it.

"you decide!"

You all conspired together.

He also drove the carriage over.

How can I refuse?

Of course, apart from their mouths and personalities, Bao Laosan and Feng Laosi are not bad people by nature.

"Greetings to the young master!"

Li Qingtian walked out of the carriage.

The man in white clothes fluttered like an immortal guarding a place.

Originally a Jindan cultivator, his physical body had recovered somewhat, so his natural temperament was extraordinary and outstanding.

No longer an ordinary person.

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo were so angry that they bowed down in worship.

"Young Master actually has such an immortal temperament, it's really God's blessing!"

This time.

There is hope for national restoration.

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."

Calmly say something soothing.

No more words.

The two looked at each other and swallowed the words of persuasion that they had been preparing for a long time.

It can’t be described and cannot be explained.

The two men rode together on horseback, not even talking much.

Meet next.

They were both shocked.

Deng Baichuan drove the car, but Gong Yeqian did not.

"Second brother, what is this, Master..."

"When I saw the young master just now, it was as if I had seen an immortal."

Our young master.

She actually has such an extraordinary temperament.

It is indeed extraordinary and different.

But, why didn’t it happen before?

"This……"

"Actually, I don't know either."

Gongye Qian smiled awkwardly.

You want to know, and I want to know the same.

Unfortunately, Brother Deng didn’t tell the truth again.

"Brother Deng may know best why the young master has changed so much."

Gong Yeqian said: "The young master is becoming more and more extraordinary, just like an immortal. Every time I see him, I feel like I am looking up at a god."

But in this world.

There are no gods there.

nonexistent.

"Master, there is a restaurant ahead. Shall we take a rest before we continue?"

Deng Baichuan suggested.

Continuous journey.

No matter how good your driving skills are.

He is tired.

"it is good!"

A group of people walked into the restaurant.

There were countless people eating, drinking and chatting.

There are people from the underworld on the first and second floors, talking about underworld things.

Li Qingtian was no longer surprised. He had ridden his horse across the world before and was used to this scene.

"Recently, there have been rumors in the martial arts world that 'returning the favor in their own way', saying that Murong Fu is on a killing spree!"

"Qiao Feng in the north, Murong in the south, this Murong Fu's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is really powerful, it is said that many people from the martial arts sects died at his hands."

"Among them, there seems to be a Beggars' Sect disciple. I wonder if the Beggars' Sect leader Qiao will stand up for his disciples?"

"..."

There was an endless stream of discussion.

Li Qingtian glanced at Deng Baichuan indifferently.

Arrange for us to rest in the restaurant, don’t you just want me to hear this?

But I listened to it.

Just don't care about these things.

not give a damn about.

Just pretend you didn’t hear it.

"Cough cough!"

Deng Baichuan was looked at inexplicably and instantly understood what his master meant.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the old face.

He thought to himself: Master, I... just want you to take this matter seriously.

Your reputation cannot be dishonored.

Besides, you didn't do any of these things.

Why can't it be explained?

At the table opposite, a man was drinking alone, glancing at Li Qingtian from time to time.

"What a charming young man! He looks like a supreme immortal. I really envy him!"

Unfortunately, I am not cut out for this.

Li Qingtian naturally noticed the other party as well.

But didn't care.

A pot of clear tea brings out the fragrance, while a lingering sorrow still exists to clear away the grudges.

Li Qingtian, dressed in white robe, has a temperament completely different from the original Murong Fu.

His every move was full of Taoist charm and immortal spirit.

Sipping tea.

All the bitterness of this mundane world seems to be contained in it.

Deng Baichuan and the other four lowered their heads to drink and eat peanuts, as if they had done something wrong. This time, they had finally made a small calculation.

"Fortunately, the young master did not blame us, otherwise our sin would be great."

These days, people are encouraged to rebuild their country.

It seems... a bit difficult.

The four of them looked at each other and asked, "Do we still have hope of restoring our country?"

The young master looked uninterested and didn't seem to care.

Even when his own reputation was damaged and it was obvious that someone was framing him, the young master remained indifferent.

Do you really not care?
I originally wanted to persuade him again, but after feeling Li Qingtian's murderous look.

The four of them shut their mouths obediently.

Especially the packages are different.

If I dare to say "No, no" again, the young master will definitely slap me in the face.

Forget it.

I, Bao Sanye, have quit smoking.

Even Azhu and Abi were surprised.

"Master actually held back."

This is something that never happened before, it is very different.

They didn't know.

Li Qingtian had seen these ways of the underworld countless times and was no longer interested in them.

As for the reputation in the world.

As a cultivator of Taoism, he had already learned some magic.

Would you still care about what a group of martial artists think of you?

Even if someone throws dirty water on you.

But he already knew who was doing it.

It's just that bastard from the pit.

For Li Qingtian, practicing Taoism and enjoying the breeze is better than anything else.

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to be interested in 'Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South'?"

The man at the opposite table suddenly asked.

"Logically speaking, there's only one kind of person who's not interested."

It means that you are not interested in yourself.

It's like listening to your own story, I definitely won't be very interested.

"you……"

The four ministers immediately wanted to refute.

But Li Qingtian was as calm as ever. He glanced at the man at the opposite table indifferently.

"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand; there is nothing at all, so how can dust collect?"

This Buddhist saying not only reflects Li Qingtian's current state of mind, but also means to persuade the man at the opposite table.

But a pity.

People drink wine in big bowls and eat meat in big mouthfuls.

If you don't drink wine as wine, you don't understand the meaning of this Buddhist saying.

"Whether it's Qiao Feng in the north or Murong in the south, what's the use of fame? I advise you to give it up as soon as possible."

"There's nothing good in this world."

"There are still many things to pursue in this world."

He had already guessed that the man opposite was Bei Qiao Feng.

The leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Also an unlucky guy.

"You seem to be able to see things in a positive light, but I am deeply involved in it."

Qiao Feng sighed quietly.

He also guessed Li Qingtian's identity.

I thought Nan Murong would be a generous and open-minded man of the world.

I never thought that he was actually an immortal with extraordinary temperament.

It's really enviable.

I was both looking forward to it and shocked.

It turns out that I am the rough guy.

They are all handsome and elegant, with a fairy-like demeanor, as if they were immortals descending to the earth.

"No wonder she is called Nan Murong."

Qiao Feng was secretly shocked.

It seems a bit too high to be on par with him.

As for those who died under the passage of time.

There is no way this person could have done this.

"He doesn't bother to do that."

Qiao Feng guessed secretly.

He opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it gently.

Li Qingtian continued.

"By the way, let me introduce myself. I am the Nan Murong they mentioned, and I am also a... cultivator!"

This was the first time he was admitted in this world.

I am a monk.

Rather than a martial artist.

At this moment, the four major ministers, Azhu, Abi and others.

They all looked at Li Qingtian in confusion.

"Young Master, when did you start practicing Taoism?"

We don't know, so forget it.

But what kind of Tao are you practicing?
Aren't you supposed to be practicing martial arts?

What's so good about this practice?

It’s better to practice martial arts!

"Master, are you practicing Taoism?"

Look at your appearance.

He doesn't wear Taoist robes and doesn't hold Taoist scriptures.

What path are you following?

Several people were deeply suspicious, Master, you must have said this on purpose for Qiao Feng to hear.

"Cultivator, aren't you a martial artist?"

"You stopped practicing martial arts and started practicing Taoism?"

No, in this world.

Do ascetics really exist?
Is there any difference between practicing Taoism and practicing martial arts?

Qiao Feng was a little confused.

It’s not that he has never had contact with Taoist priests.

But basically.

Those Taoists are just warriors who practice martial arts in Taoist robes.

Similar to the disciples of normal martial arts sects.

Basically the same.

"What is cultivation?"

Qiao Feng asked this question for some unknown reason.

Is it different from practicing martial arts, or is it the same thing?

He was very curious.

"To cultivate the Dao, one must practice the Great Dao above and cultivate oneself below. To contain the Three Treasures and condense into a wish, one must perfect the physical body and cultivate the Qi, build the Dao foundation within, and condense the inner elixir and the golden elixir. Those who have achieved the Great Dao of the Golden Elixir can enjoy countless lifespans and can use all kinds of magical powers..."

Just a few simple words directly made Qiao Feng, the four major ministers, Azhu and Abi feel calm.

Everyone was fascinated by what he said, and was stunned.

In this world.

Are there really immortal methods and can one really practice Taoism?

hiss!
No, we are practicing martial arts.

When did this practice of cultivation emerge?
You have come up with some magical skills all of a sudden. How should we, the martial artists, cope with this?

This is not easy.

It's a bit troublesome.

"Master Murong, the things they are talking about are definitely not done by you."

Qiao Feng said affirmatively.

Nan Murong, who practices Taoism, could never be a criminal who kills people indiscriminately.

"Does it matter, does it?"

I don't admit it, but others insist on thinking so.

What's the use of this?
"This is important!"

Qiao Feng said solemnly.

"If you did it, you did it. If you didn't do it, you didn't do it. There's no point letting others talk nonsense about it."

These words made Qiao Feng believe it.

Li Qingtian: “…”

In fact, I don’t need you to believe me at all.

I just felt like giving you some advice.

The next incident happened in Xingzilin.

This is quite disadvantageous to you, Qiao Feng!
"Fame is just fame, it's better to become stronger!"

This is advice not only to himself, but also to Qiao Feng and the four great ministers.

You are stronger.

The world will become your shape!

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