I am immortal

The voice of the black-clothed Taoist reflected in the soul was still echoing in his ears.

The young Taoist moved his fingers slightly and unfolded the book again. It was still the first page, and it was still the same words. Those words still contained spirituality. When Qi Wuhuo saw it, these words were reflected in his eyes and turned into something. The black-clothed Taoist still lay lazily, opened his eyes, and wanted to say those eight words.

Qi Wuhuo snapped it shut again.

So the Taoist priest in black was pinched again.

This happens several times.

Qi Wuhu realized clearly that this was just a shadow.

This is not magical power.

Instead, when writing, you naturally imprint your own will into it.

What a clever method!

The young Taoist was thoughtful.

Admire.

Then he closed the volume with a snap.

So the black-clothed Taoist had to be locked up again.

I don't know why, but I always feel that even this reflection is a little bit temperamental.

After Qi Wuhuo 'understood' this line of text, he felt that it was more and more profound and subtle, which was difficult to describe.

The principle of Yunzhuan is to see endless mysterious supernatural powers with the naked eye.

Then record everything in this world in writing.

In this way, when many Yunzhuan characters are written, the magic power is activated, and all phenomena in the sky can be displayed.

Exhibiting all kinds of incredible powers, manifesting all kinds of incredible mysteries.

This is magical power.

From this point of view, the principles of these words seem to coincide with those of Yunzhuan, and they are preserved here by their own will... The young Taoist brushed his hands over these words, sensing the randomness and willfulness in them, and suddenly there was a feeling in his heart, that Even if you write these words yourself, others will probably directly 'see' the Taoist in black when they see your words.

Although it is of no use, it also shows an idea——

I am heaven and earth.

An unparalleled domineering heart was revealed in the eyes of the young Taoist.

He once observed the Tao contained in Taichi Lingwen and the Tao of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata.

But none of them are as enjoyable and hearty as these simple four words.

Three thousand avenues and countless side doors?

Split with one sword!

What kind of heaven and earth should we cultivate?

What sentient beings to see!

I cultivate my own way.

The young Taoist couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Is this considered a kind of [Yunzhuan]?"

"Taoists practice cloud seal script in order to see the heaven and the earth, all living beings, and all appearances."

"And writing this text is equivalent to retaining a ray of self-will."

"A person who writes like this replaces all things with himself to form cloud seals. Although this kind of artistic conception is in line with the Taoist concept of Chongxu and does not show off anything, people who understand this magical technique can know that he is like this The means actually say: "It is better to see me than to see heaven and earth", and "It is better to worship me than to worship gods"."

"Amazing!"

"So domineering!"

"Although it is domineering, only those who can read the words can see it."

"But he seems humble."

"There is also a kind of pride that only talks and listens to close friends."

The young Taoist suddenly felt something again, and said to himself: "It is better to see the heaven and the earth than to see me, and to worship the gods is not as good as to worship me. Do I mean the real me? Or is it the self-spiritual self? Hmm? This seems to be the case. A path of cultivation that is self-centered and domineering. Is this the path he cultivated?"

Qi Wuhuo murmured to himself.

Yun Qin saw Qi Wuzhu's appearance and asked curiously, "Wuzhu, what are you talking about?"

"Why is it better to see heaven and earth than to see me?"

The young Taoist thought for a while, pointed to the words on it, and replied:

"I just saw these words, as if I saw the person who wrote them, felt his artistic conception and Taoist spirit, and felt something, so I said it. This is not something I can say, but what I saw His way and his heart can be seen, so I can describe it a little bit."

The girl is confused.

I just don’t understand why the young Taoist didn’t read what was written in the scroll.

On the contrary, are you so interested in the text above?

So I asked.

The young Taoist smiled and said: "Just these words are like seeing the great road, which is of great benefit."

He thought for a while and gave an example that the girl in front of him could definitely understand, and said: "It's like seeing a table of delicious food. Although you know that there are better ones behind it, do you think that you will ignore the delicious food in front of it? ? Now I have no way to distract myself from reading the content, I just want to see what is in this text."

Yunqin understood, but seemed a little confused.

All she saw were words.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the words and saw more.

Thinking about it in my heart, the shapes of those words seemed to disappear, but a kind of Taoist rhyme was circulating. What I saw in my eyes were the words, but what I read in my heart was something else. It was the Taoist rhyme, the indescribable mystery of Yunzhuan. I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth, and while reading, I lowered my fingers and kept sketching in the void. There was a faint flow of brilliance, which was brilliant, magnificent, and extremely clear.

Although he couldn't do much due to his cultivation, it was like drinking fine wine, and he felt happy in his heart.

Just knowing that Yun Qin was still waiting for his answer, he restrained his joy and turned to read the content described in these words seriously, which was what the black-clothed Taoist once told Yun Qin. The words came out of the pen, and when he started writing, even if he was restrained, he still unconsciously added a trace of Taoist rhyme.

"It's really amazing..."

Qi Wuhuo sighed slightly.

Although the teacher guides the way, he has never shown his methods like this.

The text tells the content, but it is just falsehood.

And this rhyme.

In Qi Wuhuo's eyes.

It was as if the black-clothed Taoist taught him step by step.

The road is already ahead, how can we resist not giving it a try?

Yunqin doesn't think so.

The young Taoist felt like he had found a treasure.

I finally resisted the urge to study the words themselves, and read the words in the book seriously.

"Well...the way of doing without doing is the way of doing, the method of doing without beginning and end."

"But it's all in my mind."

Qi Wuzhuo muttered to himself slightly, and seemed to have gained something. But when he thought about it carefully, this path was too high, and there was no place to stay. He was at a loss. He stayed like this for a long time, closed the book and sighed, only feeling the mysterious rhyme of the words themselves. The sublime fusion contained in these words echoes each other, but is also separated from each other. It is difficult to think clearly, and the more I think about it, the emptier it becomes.

There is only action and inaction left in my head, and there is nothing that cannot be done; there is no beginning and no end, only I am the only way.

I just feel like my head hurts.

Then decisively stop thinking about these things.

This way is too high.

Just a guess can make even the young Taoist feel confused.

He raised his head and saw Yun Qin's curious and worried eyes, so he had to smile helplessly and explained: "It's too difficult."

"It gives me a headache thinking about it."

The girl's eyes lit up slightly.

Almost a low cheer.

Xuan Ji immediately suppressed it, put his fist against his lips, coughed lightly, and said seriously:

"Well, it's difficult!"

"I can't understand it either."

"Don't feel bad, Wuhuo, I find it difficult too."

The young Taoist hummed, and lowered his eyes to look at the scroll. Seeing the words was like seeing the Taoist, and he seemed to be able to sense a trace of the arrogance and domineering of "It is better to see the heaven and the earth than to see me" and "It is better to worship me than to worship the gods", just like when walking. , looked up and saw high mountains and ridges. Just after crossing the river, he saw the magnificent view, so he sighed with joy and sincerity and said:

"Yeah, it's too difficult..."

"I really don't know what kind of genius it is to be able to achieve such perfection. I feel amazing when I see it."

"Not to mention understanding."

"I may not be able to answer him."

"At least I can't answer him at this time."

Yun Qin smiled, waved his hand, and said, "I can't answer it. It's okay. I will tell him."

The old scalper calmed down and remembered that he had something serious to do, so he asked with a smile:

"By the way, Wu Huo, how's that peacock doing? Has it hatched yet?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "It hatched."

Yunqin's eyes lit up and he said: "Where? Where?"

The young Taoist smiled slightly and raised his right hand. The cloud sleeves of the Taoist robe hung down. The sleeves of the robe were wide and had a secret pocket inside. The peacock bird was now in the secret pocket. The young Taoist carefully took it out. This little peacock only had one Fluffy, sleeping soundly, the old scalper was about to say something, but saw the peacock lying motionless in the young Taoist's palm.

The fingers moved slightly, and the neck seemed to have no bones.

It just rested on the young man's fingertips.

It looks like it's cracked.

So Lao Niu's face twitched, and big drops of cold sweat flowed out from his forehead. He was silent for a while and said:

"...Wu Huo, have you already given that breath to this little bird?"

The young Taoist hummed and said, "Yeah."

"Just as you wrote, Uncle Niu."

"From weak to strong."

"The first one is [Nine-Headed Lion Yuanzun Holy Spirit]."

"Any questions?"

The young Taoist was confused.

Jaune's thoughts froze.

Then he raised his hand and scratched his head, laughed loudly, and said with a dry laugh:

"Ah, ha, ha ha ha, no problem, no problem, no problem at all!"

But in my heart I wanted to scream.

Because of his habit of writing in reverse order, Qi Wuhuo mistakenly regarded the strongest one as the weakest and gave it to the little peacock to eat. Although the aura had lost its spirituality, it came from Taiyi's rescue after all. Tianzun's mount has a very high position. This little peacock has not experienced the previous training and preparation. He ate the biggest one in one breath. Don't let the nine lions frighten you.

In that case, no matter how many treasures are cultivated.

It's no use either.

It will only create a trash that exudes spiritual charm.

But just as he was worried, he saw the peacock smack its beak and rub it against the young Taoist's palm.

Then he turned over.

Revealing a round belly with a touch of down.

The mouth opens and closes and chirps.

It seemed as if he was eating some unparalleled delicacy.

Looking lazy.

The old scalper suddenly stopped laughing.

Looking at it like this, there's probably nothing to worry about.

It is indeed true that it can survive for three hundred years.

Talent aside, he must be a tough guy.

Lao Niu asked with a smile: "But speaking of which, do you want to give this bird a name?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "Didn't Yun Qin say we wanted to think of a name together?"

The girl's eyes were bright, and she nodded expectantly, saying, "But we still have to wait until the little peacock wakes up, and then think about it with it? Maybe He doesn't like the name we think of? That wouldn't be interesting. ”

"After it wakes up, let's think of a nice name together!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

Lao Niu chuckled and said, "Ah, do you have to follow the rules of our demon world?"

"Whatever your true identity is, that's what your surname is."

"For example, Lao Niu, I am originally a scalper, and among the sworn brothers, I am the third oldest, so I will become a yellow bull."

"Yellow is gold."

"To the outside world, it is said to be Niujin."

"The nickname is the Great Sage of the Golden Bull, but it's not recognized. I just shout and play by myself."

"Unexpectedly, I came to this heaven and was assigned to the Douban. Among the many stars in the Ox constellation of the Xuanwu Seven Constellations, I occupied a position, so I added another Ox, so it was called [ Taurus].”

Qi Wuhuo said to himself: "Niu Jin..."

I don’t know why, but I always feel that the name Gold really suits Uncle Niu’s temperament.

Then he smiled and said, "What a good name."

The old scalper laughed and said, "Right?"

"When you think of me, you think of gold, and when you think of gold, you think of money. Who doesn't like money?"

"That's why everyone likes me."

"Based on this, could this bird have the surname Peacock [Kong]?"

"Or maybe [Sparrow]?"

"Ha, no matter what, after it wakes up, you ask yourself..."

After a while of chatting.

The young girl repeatedly warned her that when she had free time next time, she must go to the city and buy the best freshly baked sesame cakes and bring them to her. She also said that she would prepare a gift in return. The young man was all After agreeing, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Ah, Yun Qin, please wait a moment."

The girl stopped and looked curiously.

The young Taoist brought a book over.

This is the blank scroll used to copy scriptures in the Lianyang Guanjing Pavilion.

The young Taoist said: "I may not be able to answer his question, nor can I understand it, but as far as Li is concerned, there is still a need to respond."

Qi Wuhuo dipped his pen in ink and wrote the polite opening words of the letter, and then said:

"What should I call that senior?"

Yunqin said: "Uncle."

The young Taoist raised his eyes and was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Yun Qin couldn't help laughing, and said matter-of-factly: "He never told me his name."

Qi Wuhuo said, "Then what should I call him?"

The old scalper yawned, shook his head repeatedly and said: "In this case, using senior seems to be flattering, while using uncle seems to be nondescript. Anyone who walks on the road is my friend. In this case, using fellow Taoist You can’t go wrong.”

"Listen to your Uncle Niu."

"trust me."

The young Taoist thought for a moment, then nodded and wrote:

"Seeing and hearing the wonderful teachings of Taoist friends is like drinking sweet rain, which is very refreshing. However, I am stupid by nature, and I have never been able to understand the method or understand it at all..."

"I only have a little doubt as follows..."

"There is nothing but action. What is a thought in one thought? It has no beginning and no end. It is also in one thought. What is a thought?"

"Are they the same from thought to thought?"

"Since there is no end, why do you have this thought?"

"Another example..."

The young Taoist originally planned to just say thank you, but unknowingly he poured out all his doubts.

Then he wrote: "Slightly stupid questions cannot be cultivated."

"It is in vain to laugh at a generous house, but once you have doubts, you should raise them and try your best to understand them."

"That's why I'm leaving this letter to boldly ask fellow Taoist friends to please give me some time."

"If you think hard and meditate, you may gain something."

"Goodbye."

Just when he was about to start writing, there was a sudden chuckle. Yun Qin put his chin in his hands and looked closely at what he had written. He smiled and said, "Wuhuo, do you want to write your real name? I mean, uncle, he even wrote his name." Your name is already there, don’t you think it’s a little strange and inconsistent with etiquette if you don’t write your name?”

The old scalper also said: "In Lao Niu, I traveled all over the world. Ahem, I mean, this happens when doing business."

"Write your name on the other side."

"If you don't write it, you seem to be looking down on him."

"And it's best to write the same specifications. If a bowl of water is flat and stable, there should be no problem."

The young Taoist hesitated.

His real name seemed inappropriate, and his Taoist nickname was determined not to be revealed.

After thinking about it, I came up with only one name. I originally picked up the pen and soaked it with ink and paper, and was about to write it down. But when I looked at the volume of books, I suddenly had some thoughts, so I put down the pen that was soaked in ink. , just pointing together, closing his eyes for a long time, then opening his eyes, using his own soul as the pen and ink, and wrote down a line of text.

Upright and gentle.

It's like seeing the person.

Its name is——

[Wuhuo Daojun would like to reply to Daojun’s letter]