I am immortal

Qi Wuhuo recognized the fortune teller and wanted to say hello.

The fortune teller's eyes widened. He had been very drunk a few days ago, and then for some reason, he always felt that it was not suitable to go out in the past few days. After holding it in at home for several days, he finally felt that he couldn't hold it in any longer, so I picked up a pot of wine and prepared to wander outside to see what fun things there were in this world of mortals. Then I heard a saying, "A monk has no eyes for kings", so I said hello.

Just want to watch the fun.

But he saw that he was an acquaintance.

For some reason, my own spirit was so reminded that the hairs all over my body were exploding. I looked at the peacock that had just come out. It looked like a peacock to the naked eye, but my spirit seemed to have seen the peacock under the command of Taiyi Jiku Tianzun. The nine-headed lions that can eat are different in appearance, but their aura of seeming to swallow everything whole is somewhat similar.

Then the spirit almost exploded.

The fortune teller choked himself on a sip of wine and subconsciously blurted out a calf nose.

But he instinctively covered his mouth.

Spiritual reminder.

Think for three seconds.

So he turned around and ran away.

Qi Wuhuo: "???"

The young Taoist did not expect that the fortune teller in front of him, who he had met several times and had helped him, would just turn around and run away. He was confused in his heart, but reminded by the instinct of the flow of spirit, the young Taoist subconsciously stepped forward and Yuan Qi triggered him. The flowing wind, sleeves and robes flying, chased after him.

He raised his hand and held down the fortune teller who was not using his magical powers at the moment.

Said: "Sir, why did you run away when you saw me?"

fortune teller:"………………"

Immediately he said without changing his expression:

"Did I run away?"

"Ha, what a joke!"

"Which of your eyes saw me running away?!"

"Sir, I just ate too much today and my stomach was very bloated, so I left."

While saying this, Qi Wuhuo heard a strange sound, like the sound made by extreme hunger when the stomach is empty. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, even though the fortune teller was thick-skinned, at this time, I can't stand it anymore, my face is red, but I don't have the arrogance of the old scalper.

The young Taoist let go of his hand and said in a gentle tone: "By coincidence, I have just come back from the medicine shed."

“There’s a noodle shop in front, and the braised tofu inside is delicious.”

"Sir, if you don't mind it, why don't we come together?"

………………

In the noodle shop, the young Taoist sat down and put the medicine basket next to him. The shopkeeper brought two bowls of plain noodles, a stack of braised tofu, and garlic pickled in vinegar. Now that it was Laba Festival, Laba garlic has long been a common item. , and the meal was very appetizing, the fortune teller gently pressed his chopsticks against the table, looked at the young Taoist in front of him, and said: "The murderous intention has already begun, the calf nose..."

The fortune teller's words came out of his mouth, but he was held back by an instinct that he couldn't even explain.

"Maverick, what an awesome little guy."

"Who do you want to kill?"

The young Taoist replied: "It's not killing."

"Just asking for justice."

"What justice."

"The lives of 3.4 million Jinzhou people are just justice."

The fortune teller twitched his forehead and murmured:

"Then for justice, dying once is not enough."

"Even 'that guy' I know who has the best temper and never gets angry may have aroused the fire of ignorant karma."

The fortune teller shook his head and said: "In the eyes of a Buddha or an immortal, it is not evil for people to kill animals and eat meat. After the animals become monsters, they eat people for survival. However, there are scriptures that say that groups The monster was eating people, and the Buddha asked if it was for survival, and the monster replied that it was seeking pleasure, so the Buddha shed tears, held the vajra, and made an angry gesture to stir up the fire of ignorant karma."

"Killing for the sake of life and death is not a sin, it is just sad."

"But killing for selfish reasons."

"Even the Buddha can't help but show his anger, transform into the wrathful Great Ming King, and carry out acts of killing and conquering demons."

The fortune teller ate a piece of Laba garlic and his face wrinkled. He couldn't eat this stuff before, but now he won't let it go.

But he still felt that he was not used to eating this food, so he added:

"But little guy, when you have thoughts of murder, you must learn to cover up, otherwise, it will be easily noticed by others."

"It is better for a Taoist cultivator to have all three talents. When you reach a level like yours [reverse three and return to two], Yuan Qi Yuan Shen has its own characteristics and is very easy to detect."

He gave an example and said:

"Just like ink dripping into a pool of water, the vitality of Yuan Qi will not be ignored by anyone who practices the art of divination."

"That's why it's even more important to learn some methods of divination and calculation. If you don't ask for any chance, at least it's enough to protect yourself."

The young Taoist said to himself in confusion: "Push to occupy?"

The fortune teller who was holding peanuts with chopsticks and throwing them into his mouth was stunned. He blinked, looked at the young Taoist in front of him, and said: "You... have cultivated to the level of Xiantian Qi, and you can be regarded as a Taoist priest. You can go anywhere." In a city, as long as you can prove that there is no problem with your identity, the local government will help you cultivate to the level of a Taoist temple."

"You won't push it?"

The young Taoist shook his head.

"I don't know destiny?"

The young Taoist shook his head again.

"Ziwei Dou Shu, Da Liuren, Xiao Liuren, Qimen Bagua?"

"no……"

"Where's the face?"

"There are always gangsters in Mai's lineage, right?"

"You should know a little bit, right? Even a little bit?"

The young Taoist still shook his head.

Tantai Xuan only mentioned it, but he was not good at it.

Naturally, the teacher never told him.

So the fortune teller was stunned, slapped his chopsticks on the table, and said angrily: "What kind of teacher is this?! Is there anyone like this? Lao Niubi, I have already... cough cough cough cough..." When he said this sentence , the fortune teller didn't even notice it, just like his instinct acting, he picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, so he almost choked himself to death and coughed violently for a while.

Then he reluctantly swallowed the peanut and said, "Forget it, forget it, don't mention him."

"Don't mention him."

"These are the foundation for practitioners. The so-called methods of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and the means of avoiding disasters, can also be regarded as the inheritance of Taoist practice, just like [killing external demons], [subduing inner demons], and [refining external demons]. Alchemy], [Cultivation of Interior Scenery], and [Altar Ritual] are all considered as a discipline in the Taoist sect. Most of them just choose one direction to specialize in, but they also dabble in the rest. Hey, you are really an unqualified monk."

"Damn it, why do you want me to lay this foundation for you?"

After he took a sip of tea and the store served him a bowl of noodles, the energy around him was blocked, and he felt as if he had left the mortal world and entered other worlds.

The fortune teller pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know the [Tao]?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded. The fortune teller raised his hand to stroke his non-existent beard, and explained to himself: "Yes, you should know this. There is no need to ask this question." Although he He didn't know why he was sure in his heart that the pursuit of the existence of "Tao" by the young man in front of him would be at least one level higher than that of ordinary Taoists, but he still acquiesced to it.

Then he said: "From the perspective of Taoism, everything in the world evolved from that point [Tao]."

"Tao generates one thing and leads to all things."

"In fact, there is a more extreme view that from the beginning to the end, the development of everything has actually been completed."

"From the beginning of the Dao to the final destruction, this is called a tribulation, which is the largest unit of time."

"Underneath there are Yuan, Hui, Yun, Shi, year, month and day."

"In the most extreme and fanatical concept, those believers believe that from the beginning of the Tao to the annihilation, the countless experiences of countless sentient beings along the way have already been written, so as long as they use their own spirituality to try to get a glimpse of that The most original avenue, then everything from ancient times to the present and even in the future can be understood, and all the secrets in the world will be intuitive."

"Because at the level of Tao, there is no concept of time."

"It is the so-called [no top, no bottom, no beginning and no end], and it is also the Buddha described by Buddhism [nowhere to start, no where to go]."

"The past, present, and future, your life will be a picture scroll that you can browse through."

"You can calculate and calculate, but you can also see the past and the future."

"This is the highest realm that the [Tuizhan] lineage talks about."

The fortune teller stirred the plain noodles, spoke out the supreme creation of the lineage of divination, and then said calmly:

"If you ask me."

"Everyone farts!"

"Huh, I don't know the Dao, so I'm talking about it here. They see the [Dao] as the highest and most important, but ignore the weight of [all things]. If it is true as they say, then why does the Dao need to evolve? They are right. Extremely high and wonderful, but he is just trying to find a sword, hoping that the world will not change, and there will be an axiom and formula, and he will do everything he can to be lazy."

"If you ask me to say, this great secret is not a scroll, but flowing water."

"Variable, can be changed."

The fortune teller pointed at the door with his chopsticks.

There is a big river that flows through the entire city of Zhongzhou. The fortune teller had a calm look on his face and said: "Although the beginning and ending are also destined, and there will be catastrophe in the end, the waves of billions of immeasurable water still never stop, and there is There are undercurrents, whirlpools, and spring water flowing into the river. They contain immeasurable changes, so how can they be rigid?"

"That's why it's called the Book of Changes."

"It means [change]."

"As for divination, we can distinguish things that have undergone immeasurable changes from things that have not undergone immeasurable changes."

"The former is the best."

"Just like I can know what someone ate today and what someone did yesterday."

"It's not difficult to know something that has been decided."

"But it is extremely difficult to calculate what a person will do tomorrow and what he will do tomorrow."

The fortune teller ate the noodles and said slowly: "The so-called push, no matter what its external manifestations are, its core is to try to use things like stars, tortoise shells, etc., to use one's own soul and spirit to get closer for a short time. There is a long river of secrets in the avenue, and then you get feedback, try to find what you want to know in it, and then analyze it, which is the so-called "explanation of hexagrams".

"So, when you do something in the future, hide your spirit better."

“Like a fish swimming into the deep sea without making any ripples.”

"How do waders find you?"

"This is [Hide]."

Although the fortune teller did not tell the actual method of operation, he also talked about the core concept and said: "For this reason, a powerful and supreme person can cover the entire [Long River of Heavenly Secrets] with a single thought, and any No one is allowed to pry, which is called deceiving the secrets of heaven, but only a few people can use such means."

"The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, but I block them with one thought. How terrifying it is. This is an unimaginable state."

"And what's below it is the [Ding Qi Number] thing."

"It can temporarily suppress the Qi, just like preventing the flow of water in a part of the river from changing and not being affected or interfered by others."

"If there is a chance, I must find one."

Then he reminded Qi Wuhuo: "And even if you don't, you'd better hide your spirit at all times."

"Be wary of those cultivators who practice divination."

"[Close my heart to the heart of heaven], it is extremely difficult to try to use your own spirit to find a trace of what you desire in the vast river of heaven. What you do is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, even if you are extremely talented. Seniors, it’s also very time-consuming.”

"They themselves are also extremely weak. If you discover them, you can kill them with just a few moves. But if you fail to discover them and are noticed by them, they can take action against your spirit and cover you up. Your spiritual nature will become muddy without you realizing it, and you will eventually fall into disaster and die."

"I didn't know why until I died."

"I just feel that I was careless."

"It's the so-called secret killing method."

In just one meal, they had discussed all the basics of divination. The fortune teller finished eating the noodles, then put his chopsticks on the bowl, looked at Qi Wuhuo, and said in a gentle tone: "I'll give you a final reminder. ,brat."

"Know your destiny, don't trust it."

"Practitioners who predict fate and divine events often think that they are [detached] from the world of mortals."

"Everything in the world is beyond calculation."

"But don't believe in fortune telling."

"When you believe everything you have calculated, then you have been bound by what you have calculated. This is the difficulty of pushing forward. It can be said to be [a blinding leaf]. In vain, you believe what you have calculated."

"On the contrary, it has lost the essence of change and has become nothing more than a shadow puppet."

"Okay, you don't have to thank me. These are just the basis of divination. As for the techniques, sir, I won't teach you, so don't ask. Just this small talk is worthy of getting to know you and me. ." Mr. Gray Yi shook his head and disappeared, leaving only the young Taoist sitting alone in the noodle shop.

However, Mr. Gray Yi used his magical power to leave. He could not walk for a moment. He raised his neck and drank. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

Strange, strange.

How could I suddenly teach that boy the method of appropriation?

Even if he has a bad temper with me.

But forming a casual relationship is not my style...

What does it seem like [making up for]?

Um? Did someone attack Mr. Ben? !

So the gentleman in gray raised his hand to calculate for a moment, then sneered angrily: "Hahaha, good means, good means!"

"Who dared to seal my memory, and left a hint in my spirit: "Stay away from that kid, if you can't leave, make a good relationship, and you should make up for it." Hmm, who is it? , you actually dare to tamper with my mind with such methods, just to see if I want to deal with you!"

"I want to see who dares to manipulate my mind!"

After a while...

The great monk, carrying a basket on his back, came to the place where he usually went to eat noodles, but he saw a familiar scene.

I saw Mr. Gray Yi kneeling towards the east and offering incense.

His face was ashen, like the white ashes left after burning charcoal, and he murmured incomprehensible words such as "It's me, it's me," the great monk raised his eyebrows and said a Buddha's name.

Mr. Gray Yi raised his head with dull eyes, saw the great monk, was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily:

"I had a great time playing with the girls today. I feel uncomfortable in my muscles and bones, so I just need to stretch myself! How can you stay here?"

The gray-robed monk was silent, and then said leisurely:

"The poor monk didn't ask any questions."

"Why are you anxious?"

……………………

Qi Wuhuo stood up and was silently comprehending the method of "hiding" that the fortune teller randomly suggested in his mind, when he suddenly felt something.

He flipped his wrist and the mirror fell into his hand.

After a long time, this mirror finally changed.

It's Yunqin's news.

[No confusion, have you prepared the sesame pancakes? 】