I am immortal

Then he is the emperor's teacher.

After Qi Wuhuo said these words, he left, walked into the world of mortals, and drifted away. Only the fortune teller murmured a few words, and then sat back on the wooden pile, feeling that these six Shu Lang really couldn't chew on this word. He wanted to curse him for being ignorant of the heights of the world, but he seemed to be able to see the extremely heavy thing that the young man was carrying.

Under such heavy pressure, these six words have a youthful spirit.

Even the gentleman in gray couldn't help but sigh and said:

"It's time to drink!"

"The spirit of youth is the best thing to drink with."

"Old and rotten, a place full of flies and dogs, is the most unappetizing thing in the world."

The fortune teller shook his head and sighed: "It's just that you can't do it with just a word. There are many things like this and they are very rare. It depends on what you plan to do."

"Don't make empty promises."

He reached out and dug through his sleeve robe, and took out some dried sweet potatoes that had been steamed and dried.

Putting it in his mouth and biting it, he recalled the scene of the young man's vitality and essence merging. Even he couldn't help but praise again and again: "All things are formed by innate transformation, and all things want to be reversed through practice. Most of them are taking pills and swallowing bait, and those who can cultivate earth veins are already excellent, not to mention what the calf's nose did before."

"The infinite is the supreme one."

"This is the first time for me to see, even those who have advanced from the Three Talents to the Innate Qi. Although they do not rely on external objects, they still need to concentrate and use God's guidance to break through. This is falling. In the lower vehicle of [the method of action], where the mind is moving, the energy and essence are combined like this, but this has never happened before, wow, strange, strange, really strange."

Then he said to himself: "I heard that the Great Master of Xuandu seems to be a person fabricated by the original Emperor Wa. He is considered to be most of the innate beings. In addition, with the enlightenment of the Supreme Being, the three talents gathered together as soon as he was born. The other disciples also They all developed their innate Qi by preserving the spirit, but later on, they each took different paths."

"Looking at it this way, isn't this little guy the only one since ancient times who is almost comparable to the Supreme Being at this level?"

"This can be regarded as a truly authentic biography..."

"The calf nose is amazing!"

"Next time we have a chance to meet, I should treat you to a drink, haha...I? Well, [I]?"

He suddenly wondered.

I don’t know why I, who has always been careful when speaking, suddenly instinctively said the name [Lao Tzu].

Then he became aware of the self-spirit that was trying its best to warn.

"Huh? The little guy is too pure..."

"Your Majesty?"

"Too great!!!"

The fortune teller in gray clothes originally thought of something happy, clapped his hands and shouted, but suddenly he seemed to finally realize something. His words seemed to be caught by a rope, stuck in his neck, and he murmured a few times, his eyes twitching. Wow, the dried sweet potatoes in my mouth no longer taste sweet.

Not only is it not sweet, it just cuts your throat like a knife.

Then he was covered in cold sweat.

Um? Alas? ! ! !

He is from the lineage of Taishang, but his teacher may not be Taishang, right?

I seem to have said something about Lao Niubi?

Um? Ah, hahaha, is that me? it's me? I said? Ah hahahaha, no, no...

thump! ! !

The fortune teller stood up, then his knees softened and he knelt down directly towards the east.

In the afternoon, when the monk passed by carrying the picked herbs on his back, he looked at the fortune teller kneeling there holding three sticks of incense, his brows raised, and he asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Buddhism has no tradition of kneeling to offer incense."

"Kneel? Haha, stupid, which of your eyes saw me kneeling?!"

"Ba Li, open your eyes and take a look!"

"I'm stretching my waist!"

"I just eat too much tofu recently and have a lot of fun playing with the little girls. My knees are weak, so I feel more comfortable like this!"

"Do you understand?"

"You really don't understand anything, Bald Lao!"

The fortune teller sneered.

By the way, he knelt down straight, his back as straight as the barrel of a gun.

The great monk shook his head and said calmly: "Although you have no Buddhist practice, the poor monk suddenly felt that you could burn the relics."

"You're tough enough."

"The only relic that has been burned out of a pair of mouths since ancient times."

The fortune teller was furious.

But he always maintained his kneeling posture without moving.

After kneeling down for three sticks of incense, the sky was already dark, but his face was full of sorrow and mourning.

It's bitter, it's bitter, what can I do?

What a big trouble.

——For fortune tellers, one thing they pay attention to is to avoid.

The best fortune tellers don't have infinite magic and all kinds of magical powers. They can tell everything in the world with just a raise of their hands.

Such people often die with grass growing three feet high on their graves.

But you should know how to exercise restraint.

Know what you shouldn’t count and what you shouldn’t know, and it’s best not to even think about it.

If you know what to say, you have entered the door; if you know how to shut up, you have left the master.

Now that I know the little Taoist priest's background, there will definitely be problems with the way he talks and behaves towards the little Taoist priest. I will definitely take care of him and be polite. This will definitely be consistent with the original intention of the little Taoist priest to come out for training. Violation, after all, everyone knows that the Taishang lineage is the most difficult and the highest, but the Three Realms and Six Paths are notoriously free.

Just like herding sheep...

The old cow's nose snapped and disappeared.

The fortune teller twitched the corner of his mouth and strangled his own thoughts.

Give yourself a gentle kiss on your mouth.

After thinking about it, I did it again.

Then he raised his hands toward the east and said with a sad face: "Your Majesty has a lot, Your Majesty has a lot. I am a child who has been a mouthful since he was a child."

"You don't have the same knowledge as a kid like me, and you don't have the same knowledge."

Mr. Gray Yi sighed and felt a headache——

My own spirit is really too sharp.

What practitioners cultivate is inner perfection. There is no direct relationship between the level of the realm and the level of combat power. Some real people are unparalleled in the world with their sword energy, but except for the method of killing external demons, they know nothing else; but some people know nothing about it. Even after receiving the Fu Zhao, he became a human immortal, and his realm was also high, but what he was good at was actually alchemy, or in other words, he cultivated the clarity of the soul, and practiced divination.

The most well-known ones are clairvoyance and wind-eared eyes.

The realm is not low, and the combat power is high.

If the magic weapon is handed over, they will be two idiots.

However, the means of avoiding disasters and disasters are extremely high. Many people of the same generation either encountered disasters and died, or died in battles with others. These two people did not practice the method of subduing demons and protecting the way, but only practiced the techniques of avoiding disasters and disasters. Their status and strength But they are getting higher and stronger, and when they look back, all their peers are dead, but the two of them are already in front of the Lingxiao Palace.

Among the gods and generals in the sky, he is not the most capable of fighting. The giant spirit god beat them both with one hand.

But he is definitely one of the most famous generals.

Mr. Gray Yi's own spiritual acuity is probably equivalent to those of the two put together.

Once you know it, it is equivalent to keeping your thoughts in mind at all times.

It is useless for others to recite this name, but his keen and clear spirit has a high probability of making that person aware of it directly. Even if that person does not care, if he recites this name and existence with awareness, he will directly detect it. It was noticed by that great disciple, the Great Emperor of Five Manifestations.

If it's another mouthful.

Maybe he would smash it directly from the furnace in Xuandu Palace of Thirty-Six Heavenly Purple Mansion.

Dare you scold my master?

What a death!

At that time, I can only go back to my hometown honestly.

Find that guy for protection and hide with him, and Xuandu won't be able to kill him.

Unless two people get into a real fight and risk their lives.

"Then what am I running out of?"

"Then I didn't run out in vain!"

So Mr. Gray Yi wanted to dig a hole and bury himself right away, and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream.

Damn it, why should I realize this! ! !

Damn it, why! ! !

So he thought for a long time, threw himself into the wine vat, and drank until he was full.

He released his clones and continuously exerted the magical power of sealing cognition on his own soul.

Until his soul forgets about this matter.

It is thought to [avoid disaster].

……………………

Qi Wuhuo returned to the Lianyang Temple. When he returned, the little Taoist priest Mingxin was chasing a chicken. However, the little Taoist priest was young and his legs were not long enough, but the three-yellow chicken was extremely sharp. The little Taoist priest shouted not to run, not to run, and followed behind with a big broom in his hand, but he still couldn't catch it.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin stood there with his hand on the broom, gasping for air, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat flowing down his chin.

Gritting his teeth, he was already weak: "Don't run, don't run!"

"return!"

"return!!!"

The little Taoist priest finally summoned up his courage, raised the broom high, and then dropped it heavily toward the front. The wings of the three-yellow chicken flapped a few times, and it actually flew up. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the little Taoist priest, it flew three feet. rice, and then fluttered towards the outside, with a look of disdain and elegance that made a little Taoist gnash his teeth.

But the old Taoist priest was still stroking his beard behind and watching the joke.

The little Taoist priest turned around and stepped on the tunnel: "Master, you are still smiling!"

"Okay, okay, don't laugh, don't laugh."

"Then what do you want from Master?"

Just when Mingxin watched the three-yellow chicken about to fly away, a stream of water suddenly turned into a rope and pulled the three-yellow chicken. The water mist was quite beautiful in the sunlight, so the three-yellow chicken had to restrain its wings and fall. After landing, the little Taoist priest Mingxin spread his arms and ran over. With a little jump, he hugged the three-yellow chicken in his arms. The chicken was still struggling, but the little Taoist priest refused to let go and was very happy.

The water mist dissipated like a dreamy bubble, and then he saw the young Taoist coming back from outside carrying the sword box.

The little Taoist priest greeted me happily.

"Uncle Qi!"

"What's this?!"

"That's awesome, what kind of trick is it?!"

The young Taoist smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning."

After cultivating the innate Qi, the Yuan Qi is no better than the human body's vitality and can leave the body. So the Yuan Shen draws the Yuan Qi and uses the method to gather water vapor, which turns into the previous method. The young Taoist sweeps his sleeves and robes, and the water vapor gathers, He fell into the river on one side again, causing ripples and no smoke, and he himself had entered the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin felt happy and walked forward with the three yellow chickens in his arms.

However, the old Taoist's expression changed slightly. He first thought that he had made a mistake and stood up subconsciously. Then after several checks, he finally looked at the young Taoist in front of him in disbelief, took a slight breath, and asked tentatively:

"Fellow Taoist, have you achieved a breakthrough?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

The old Taoist sighed: "You Taoist, are you sixteen years old this year?"

The young Taoist replied: "In a few days, after the New Year, I will be sixteen years old."

"Sixteen years old..."

The old Taoist murmured for a long time and sighed with emotion: "What a talent!"

"Good understanding!"

"Even if you started practicing Taoism at the age of six, it should not have been ten years since you entered Taoism, right?"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and replied, "Well, less than ten years."

"Less than ten years, less than ten years."

The old Taoist held the Taoist scripture in his hand, shook his head and sighed for a long time. He really didn't know what to say, and said: "In ten years, I can walk on the path of all three talents, and step by step, I can reach the innate Qi. To be called [Taoist Priest], not just a Taoist priest, alas, is really to be feared in the later generations, and in later generations.”

Then he watched his disciple walking around happily holding the three yellow chickens.

The Taoist scripture in the old Taoist's hand patted the little Taoist's head lightly and said: "Look at your uncle, you are already eleven years old, not to mention that you are a congenital person who can go out and open a Taoist temple by yourself. At such a level, even the three talents have not been cultivated, look at you, look at your Uncle Qi!"

The little Taoist priest covered his head, but when he let go, the three yellow chicken wings flew away and ran away again.

Mingxin glanced at the three yellow chickens who ran away aggrievedly, and replied: "Master, are you innately talented at Uncle Qi's grade?"

The old Taoist priest was suddenly blocked.

The little Taoist priest asked: "If you can't do it, why must I do it?"

The old Taoist priest didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he brought up the Taoist scriptures and pretended to hit him, saying, "You can really talk about a calf's nose."

"Are your buttocks itchy again?"

The young Taoist priest Mingxin was shocked and turned pale. He covered his forehead with one hand and trotted quickly. The old Taoist still had his childlike innocence and played with him. While playing, the old man turned around and smiled at the young Taoist: "I have cultivated the innate energy. , any Dharma lineage is a big matter, fellow Taoist, would you like to write a letter to the teacher to talk about this matter?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "No need."

Carrying the sword box on his back, he pushed open the main hall of the Taoist temple.

It is also the only place that can be considered atmospheric in the entire Lianyang Temple. When I saw the statue of Sanqing, I thought for a while and took three incense sticks from the side of the table. I was just slightly shaken, and the vitality quickly flowed around. It was already lit, and the three talents were in full realm. , when casting spells, it is necessary to cooperate with the magic altar, magic spells, and hand seals. Now, with the circulation of Yuan Qi, many methods can be used without these procedures.

Taoist temples all worship Sanqing.

It's just that some take Yuanshi as the center.

Some have ether as the main god in the middle.

At Lian Yang Temple, the Lord worships the Supreme Being.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest had also succeeded. He held the little Taoist priest in one arm and held the three-yellow chicken in one hand. The little Taoist priest Mingxin had a few chicken feathers in his hair and said curiously: "It's not morning and night, Uncle Qi." How can you offer incense to the Three Pure Heavenly Masters?" The old Taoist thought for a while and praised: "But it is free and easy. All Taoist cultivators in the world are disciples of Taoist ancestors."

"So after he broke through, he stopped sending messages to his teacher."

"Only add incense to Sanqing."

"I see. Can the Great Heavenly Lord Sanqing know that?"

The old Taoist paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you are sincere, you will be wise."

The young Taoist bowed slightly, then put three pillars of fragrance into the incense burner and said softly in his heart:

"teacher."

"The disciple has made a breakthrough."

"Besides, the disciple knows what to do."

Three pillars of fragrance curled up, and Qi Wuhuo turned around and walked away. The old Taoist over there greeted him and said with a smile that it was a Taoist friend who made a breakthrough today, so it was time for a little celebration. The little Taoist added: "It means you can eat delicious food." Then the old Taoist priest gently patted his forehead again. The old Taoist shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "It's just greedy."

Behind the back, three pillars of fragrance curled up.

There seems to be a mystery, and there is a faint trend that goes straight to the sky and the thirty-sixth heaven.

But at this moment——

In the Heavenly Realm, Zifu Xuandu Palace.

Master Xuandu is refining elixirs.