Under One Person: Brother Zuo, I have reached the Nascent Soul stage

Page 15

"Did you hear anything?"

he asked aloud.

"The sound of a cow, right? It sounds like it."

Shuiyun said.

Changqing also nodded.

Jiang Liu was stunned and frowned.

The sound did sound like the mooing of a cow, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.

I looked up at the sky and saw that it was covered with dark clouds and thunder could be heard from time to time.

"A heavy rain is coming. We need to find a place to hide from the rain."

Zhang Ze jogged all the way and came to the back, panting and speaking.

"What about the casualties in the convoy just now?"

Jiang Liu asked.

Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Three died and five were injured, but it's okay. Boss Li will compensate us when we return."

"These wanderers have already gotten used to this kind of life and are mentally prepared."

Hearing this, Jiang Liu nodded silently.

In troubled times, life means nothing.

"The bandit stronghold is ahead, and I may have to trouble you, Fairy Ruoshui."

Zhang Ze said cautiously.

"If there is a situation, my nephew and I will take action."

Jiang Liu said softly.

Zhang Ze bowed in awe, then returned to the carriage in front.

Just now, the other party displayed his extraordinary power. The white clouds floated with his every move, and the fact that he was invulnerable to swords and guns made all the mortals think he was an immortal.

A moment later, the convoy arrived in front of the mountain village.

But what was waiting for everyone was a pile of corpses lying all over the floor.

"this?!"

Zhang Ze looked at the empty village with surprise and confusion on his face.

Jiang Liu stood aside, silently looking at the corpse in front of him.

Shuiyun and Changqing went forward to investigate, but did not find a single survivor. However, the appearance of the wounds allowed them to make a conclusion.

"It was done by the Quan Xing people!"

Jiang Liu nodded: "It makes us feel relieved."

Then he looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared.

The storm was evidently approaching, and it was already getting towards evening.

"Move these bodies away and pile them aside. When the rain stops, burn them."

"Let's take a rest here tonight."

Zhang Ze was making arrangements on the side and giving instructions to others.

After everyone cleaned up the village, Jiang Liu also entered and found a quiet place to sit cross-legged.

Shuiyun and Changqing found a safe position, half-lying down and started chatting.

"Master's third level of Reverse Life seems to be different from ours. He can use his body to transform into Qi and attack."

"Can we do the same?"

Shuiyun's eyes were bright and she said with a smile.

"We are all born in reverse order. If Master can do it, we should be able to do it too, right?"

Changqing hesitated.

"It's the same reverse life, but in the hands of the uncle master, it's so powerful."

"I am a little skeptical that my uncle's cultivation level is the same as our master's."

Shuiyun said again.

"I do not know."

Changqing only uttered four words.

How could he dare to compare his uncle with his master?

"Cut~"

Shuiyun curled her lips, feeling bored.

Then, he secretly looked at his uncle.

At this moment, he was stunned.

He only felt that the space around the other party was somewhat distorted and phantom. But soon, he understood.

"field!"

"It seems that there is an invisible field of Qi around Master Uncle."

Shuiyun felt the flow of Qi.

These Qis circulate along strange routes, and in the process, they establish a field that covers the entire body.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of the scene when he was in danger not long ago and his uncle saved him.

The attacker in the water was not only thrown out by the master's Qi, but the weapon in his hand also flew out spontaneously and chopped towards his neck.

At that time, he seemed to feel a unique power in his uncle's Qi.

"It turns out that the Qi is also surrounded by a field."

Shuiyun suddenly realized.

At this moment, the uncle who was sitting cross-legged in front suddenly stood up and walked out.

Shui Yun was stunned: "Where is Master going?"

"Can you hear the sound of bells and drums?"

Jiang Liudao.

"The sound of bells and drums?!"

Shuiyun looked confused.

When he looked up again, his uncle had disappeared.

"Changqing, do you hear the bells and drums?"

He turned his head and asked the person next to him.

"no!"

Changqing shook his head, a look of confusion on his face.

PS: Please read the new book during its release period! Please give me your recommendation votes!!!

Chapter 17 There Really Are Dragons in the World

The forest was shrouded in mist and rain, but the storm had not yet arrived.

The river flow is like a wisp of green smoke. With a light tap of the toes, a distance of three meters is passed in the blink of an eye.

He did not climb up the mountain along the path, but went straight to the top of the mountain at an angle.

As we got closer to the top of the mountain, the sounds of bells and drums became clearer and clearer, and when they reached our ears, they felt deafening.

When Jiang Liu reached the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the sound of bells and drums stopped.

The eaves were broken, the tiles were almost intact, and moss grew on the ground at the door. It was called a Taoist temple, but it was just a dilapidated house.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu was slightly stunned, with some confusion in his eyes.

He stepped in, and at that moment, lightning flashed above his head and a dull thunder rumbled.

An old man in a coarse Taoist robe in the Taoist temple put down the wooden stakes used to strike the bells and drums and slowly turned his head.

The thin figure, pale hair, but the eyes were so bright that Jiang Liu actually reminded him of a newborn baby.

"To be able to hear the sound of bells and drums is fate."

"Come in and sit down."

The old man said softly, then turned and went into the house.

Jiang Liu was puzzled, but did not hesitate. Instead, he sat on one of the few cushions in the Taoist temple.

The futon was wrapped in cloth and seemed to be stuffed with straw, making it look very simple.

The old Taoist didn't say much, but lit three incense sticks towards the tablet in front of him.

Jiang Liu looked at the tablet carefully and saw the words "Qi Shen" written on it. His eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly.

He observed the old Taoist carefully, but unexpectedly found that there was no Qi flowing in the other party's body.

There are only two reasons why this could happen. One is that the old Taoist himself is not a person who practices Qi cultivation. The other is that the old Taoist in the mountains has far surpassed him in terms of spiritual and spiritual cultivation, and is no longer something he can fathom.

“A superior man, upon hearing the truth, diligently puts it into practice; an average man, upon hearing the truth, is uncertain whether to practice it or not; an inferior man, upon hearing the truth, laughs loudly at it.”

"Do you think you are a sergeant, a sergeant, or a corporal?"

The old Taoist slowly sat cross-legged and asked with a smile.

"Boom!"

Above the Taoist temple, thunder roared and lightning illuminated the sky brightly.

The next second, heavy rain poured down, and the raindrops fell on the blue bricks in the yard with a crackling sound.

Jiang Liu was slightly startled and couldn't help but start thinking.

The old man's question comes from the Tao Te Ching

When a superior man hears the truth, he will diligently put it into practice; when a middle man hears the truth, he will think over it repeatedly and will not put it into practice immediately, nor will he give up completely; when an inferior man hears the truth, he will laugh at it with contempt and will always find something to laugh at himself.

Jiang Liu thought carefully. He did not think of himself as a lowly person. Like some people in his previous life, he implemented polarized thinking, seeing things as either black or white, and would always find something to criticize. Instead, he would think and practice objectively.

But if he were to be called a sergeant, that would not be the right term. No matter what, he would not let down his guard.

"Sergeant!"

After a while, Jiang Liu smiled.

“It is important for a person to know himself. Only when he knows his position can he find the way to the future.”

The Taoist priest smiled.

Jiang Liu also smiled gently: "How many years have you been practicing here, old senior?"

"Living in the mountains for so long, I have forgotten spring and autumn."

"I only remember that I was born in the tenth year of Jiaqing."

The Taoist priest smiled.

Hearing this, Jiang Liu was shocked.

"That was a hundred years ago."

Hearing this, the old Taoist felt lost and said, "Have I wasted a hundred years?"