Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 21 The Nameless Old Man

The purple qi began to struggle as soon as it entered his hands, but Fang Shuo could not let it slip away. Under the operation of the chapter of the ancient gods, the hair-like purple qi began to twist and twist around his fingertips.It was also at the time when Ziqi started, Fang Shuo felt one of the rules, this is the supreme rule of Ziji from the ancient Yuan Dynasty.

"Since you are seen by Fang, you belong to Fang!"

Fang Shuo let out a soft drink, and grabbed Gu Yuan Ziji, he suddenly had a kind of enlightenment.That is, my own soul seems to be able to see many things that ordinary people can hardly see.He also suddenly knew why he could easily crack Zheng Huai's soul refining technique that day.

"Perhaps my soul has undergone a certain change because of the coffin. More importantly, it is the method of soul cultivation taught by Senior Brother Sun Hai."

Fang Shuo murmured that he had been studying the art of soul cultivation for a long time, but he couldn't find the right way after all.Because of soul cultivation, each person's situation is different, and the methods of cultivation are also very different. Holding Gu Yuan Ziji in his hands, Fang Shuo suddenly had a clear perception of his soul cultivation method.

"I am a fellow practitioner of immortals and gods. I am different from ordinary people. To cooperate with spiritual cultivation, I need to create a soul body!"

While talking to himself, Fang Shuo's soul power erupted, and a trace of soul power impacted Gu Yuan Ziji impressively.In an instant, Gu Yuan Ziji's struggle weakened. In the endless starry sky, there seemed to be a flash of will, and then, Gu Yuan Ziji finally calmed down.Turned into a ray of purple light, circulating in its center.

"From now on, you are Fang's will, belonging to our Fang, Gu Yuan Ziji Dao!"

Fang Shuo looked at the purple light in the palm of his hand, his eyes softened, then he raised his hand suddenly, and pressed the purple light between his eyebrows.

After a while, he looked down, and the figures of Mo Tian and others had long since disappeared, only the boundless blood mirror spread.He pondered for a while, then galloped down. An hour later, the blood mirror became blurred, and the fog began to thicken.

Behind the mist, a huge city was looming.

"Yuanlai Blood Realm is actually a blood-colored city, but it was too far apart before, so that it looks like a blood-colored city."

All the way down, Fang Shuo stood in the city after half an hour.The place where Fang Shuo landed was a spacious street with blue bricks and red tiles on both sides of the street, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians.

"My little brother, what is the name of this city?" Fang Shuo clasped his fists at a young man in sackcloth and asked aloud.

But that person seemed to have not heard his words, and walked forward on his own.After asking a few more passers-by, Fang Shuo was surprised to find that the passers-by on the street seemed to have no awareness of his existence.Once, Fang Shuo even grabbed a man's arm, but the man just paused, and then walked away, and his eyes didn't change, as if nothing happened.

"Here, where is it?"

Fang Shuo had more and more doubts in his heart. Walking on the street, he became a different kind, or in other words, people did not regard him as an existing existence at all.

Fang Shuo glanced around and was suddenly attracted by a teahouse.On the plaque of the teahouse, there are four Canggu characters of "Suiyue Teahouse".In that teahouse, he actually felt a different atmosphere.

With doubts, Fang Shuo walked into the teahouse slowly.On the first floor of the tea house, a waiter is warmly greeting the guests, and many tea guests are chatting, but for Fang Shuo, the waiter didn't even look at it, and went to add water for the other tea guests .

Fang Shuo turned his eyes and looked into the depths of the teahouse. There was a wooden ladder leading to the second floor. Without any hesitation, he walked over and went up to the second floor.

On the second floor, there were five tea tables, but only one by the window had an old man sitting on it, and the other four tables were empty.

"Since you're here, why don't you come and have a seat?"

Just as Fang Shuo was about to sit down at the table closest to him, the old man suddenly took a look at Fang Shuo and said softly.The vicissitudes of the voice seemed to come from countless ages, making Fang Shuo in a trance for a while.

"He can see me?"

Fang Shuo was shocked, but he walked over slowly and sat down opposite the old man.The old man, dressed in a black robe, had a red face, and was holding a glass of strong wine in his hand at the moment, and drank it in one gulp.

"Senior, this is a tea house, everyone comes here for tea, but you, how can you drink alone here?" Fang Shuo looked at the old man, with some doubts in his heart, and he simply said it out.

"What does it matter if I drink alcohol and drink tea with others?" The old man put down the wine glass, glanced at Fang Shuo, and asked back.

"This……"

Fang Shuo couldn't answer the old man's words for a while, so he grinned resentfully.

Seeing that Fang Shuo stopped talking, the old man drank a few more glasses, but it seemed that drinking alone was boring, so with a light gesture with one hand, a glass of strong wine appeared in front of Fang Shuo instantly: "You, have a drink with this old man."

"This junior doesn't know how to drink!" Fang Shuo quickly waved his hand, drinking, he had never tried it before.

"I asked you to drink, what does it have to do with the meeting?" The old man frowned, and there was a trace of displeasure in his voice.

"This……"

Fang Shuo was dumbfounded again, but in desperation, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

The strong wine tasted pungent, even though he was in the five realms of the mortal world, he also breathed out a foul breath.And after drinking heavily, Qin Li's figure appeared in his mind without any warning.Recalling the scene of Qing Xuzong, Qin Li was the only one who kept defending himself.But Fang Shuo couldn't figure out why his master was so addicted to alcohol.

He always felt that behind Qin Li's free and easy, there was helplessness and pain. Whenever Qin Li was drunk, he could feel an endless sadness.Sometimes, Fang Shuo wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start. Looking back now, he couldn't help but sighed a long time.

"Why aren't your thoughts here?"

While Fang Shuo was in a daze, the old man slapped the table in vain, and after a crisp slap, he shouted loudly.

"Sorry, junior, because of the spirits, I just remembered an old friend." Fang Shuo came back to his senses and apologized quickly.

"You drink with the old man, what does it have to do with your old friend?" The old man suddenly became angry, and his words were aggressive: "You are a monk, but you don't know that the most important thing for a monk is a heart of Taoism. With Taoism, such a monk, what kind of Dao you have cultivated, what kind of Dharma you have realized, why don't you spend your whole life in the mundane world?"

The sound was stirring, reaching Fang Shuo's ears like thunder. Suddenly, Fang Shuo felt that his cultivation had begun to become disordered, and even his soul trembled.

"Dao Xin, what is Dao Xin, my Dao Xin, what is it?"

Fang Shuo's chest rose and fell, and his whole body was as dull as a lightning strike.And in his heart, a light flashed quietly.

"Before I stepped into the Qingxu Sect, I was obsessed with removing the coffin from the underworld. After that, I was bullied, and I only wanted to be stronger. I want to know what it will be like when the two reach the peak together. .Then Dao Xin should be an attachment, should be the only one, and my Dao Xin should be moving forward and pursuing!"

(End of this chapter)