I am immortal

Qi Wuhuo didn't know what happened. He just stood in the sutra pavilion with his sword in hand, his eyes slightly closed, and unconsciously recalled and thought about the content of the sword. He only felt that the many insights he had gained from swinging the sword casually before were now like this. Like flowing water, all kinds of wonderful things emerged, holding swords like pens, and only landed on a blank bamboo slip in the sutra pavilion.

There are not many spaces for writing on the bamboo slips. In fact, there are not many lines to write.

However, Qi Wuhuo subconsciously accumulated his own sword energy and charm and wrote on the edge of the sword, and the writing naturally became Yunzhuan.

Every cloud seal and every turn contains extremely rich thoughts.

He kept striking with his sword, venting all the sword energy in his chest in one breath.

Completed in one breath, heartily and heartily, the bamboo slips were filled with words. The young Taoist exhaled, and felt that the breath in his chest had only calmed down. Suddenly he heard a laugh and said: "The little Taoist is not bad, can you write sword tactics? "

Only then did Qi Wuhuo notice that the previous Dao Lord had changed like a phantom in a dream.

It seems to be like the bamboo shadow under the moon, it seems to be scattered if you don't pay attention.

The black-clothed Taoist looked at the sword art with a half-smile. With such strength, he could turn countless thoughts into the world, and he could still exist in the clear heaven to preach. He wanted to leave before, but saw that Qi Wuhuo's sword intent was strong, so he wanted to see what else he could do, so he stayed.

After a brief inspection, he nodded slightly: "It's acceptable."

"But it's a pity that there are only three levels of talent and one innate energy, which are not comprehensive at the level of innate one energy."

"As for the part after this, it's more about ideas."

"It still looks immature."

The voice paused and then said: "However, after all, you are just a genius. If you can write such a thing, it is still good. It is pretty good."

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "Senior is here to help."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to write it just by myself."

"If one day, this sword technique is really completed, I should also write down this experience of sword discussion with Senior Dao Jun in the very beginning, and inform other sword practitioners, instead of saying that this is just what I have learned on my own. .”

Senior Sister Yumiao's Hunyuan Sword Code is also included in it.

The black-clothed Taoist couldn't help laughing and said: "You, you, you are interesting and interesting. Others want to take all the credit on themselves to prove that they are unique talents and everything they do is accomplished by one person. It’s good to have no one else to help you spread your reputation, but you want to spread it out?”

"Some fun!"

"Originally, it was only through Lord Dao's guidance that I came to understand."

"Okay, that's all, it's up to you."

The black-clothed Taoist swept away his sleeves, and a layer of light appeared on the bamboo slip. Immediately, the energy from heaven and earth gathered together, and turned into a roll of bamboo slips, with wood marks, dust, sword marks, and even residues of the original material. His vigor and sharp energy were as good as the one next to Qi Wuzhuo. Seeing the young Taoist's stunned look, Lord Dao said with a carefree smile:

"The art of Taoism's transformation can turn stone into gold, or create something out of nothing."

"Those with lower cultivation levels can only transform into ordinary objects."

"With a little bit of Taoism, everything in the world can change. In a single thought, countless magic weapons can be condensed in the void."

"What, little guy, do you want to learn?"

"If you become a disciple of me, I can teach you this method now."

The young Taoist sighed.

Then he cupped his hands and responded: "Master Dao, you are joking."

"Pindao already has a teacher."

The voice paused, and then said seriously: "Once a teacher, always a teacher."

"I have only one teacher in this life."

Lord Dao smiled and said, "Oh? Really? So that's the case, and it really should be that way."

Anyway, your teacher is also from my superior lineage.

If you become my disciple at that time, it won't be considered as jumping out of the door.

However, respect for teachers is important.

Don't switch to another person's school.

Such a character.

OK, OK.

Lord Dao admires this trait in his heart.

This way, you don't have to worry about being targeted by that old-fashioned Yu Qing.

But I don’t know who taught it.

If it weren't for the agreement with Yuqing that he couldn't take over the chosen person, he would have wanted to see this little guy's inheritance now.

However, Yu Qing had already glimpsed Yun Qin before, so Yu Qing might have noticed it.

Once again, I still got a glimpse of the participants who had written down their names. Yuqing would remember them in her heart even if she was in seclusion.

Wait until you get out of customs to find him again.

Previously, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun deduced that there were twelve saints of Yuqing, so he accepted twelve disciples in order to fulfill the destiny. However, there was one who relied on this name to act recklessly. As a result, he was beheaded, his soul was scattered, and he will never be reincarnated.

At present, there are only eleven direct descendants of Yuqing's sect, one less than the quota.

You need to be on guard.

Huh, I will also write a letter to Brother Taiqing someday. Yuqing chose Taishang Xuanwei, but that may not be a good intention.

Who knows if this is a trial to take him under his wing?

The Taoist Lord in black had a calm look on his face, looked at Qi Wuhuo, and said, "However, I will not accept you as my disciple, but according to my habits, the younger ones in the Taoism will give me some benefits when they see me."

"As long as those who practice have three points of practice in their hearts, they will never return empty-handed when they see my true body."

"Tell me, what do you want? I have three thousand wonderful methods and countless magical powers here. If you want something, just ask."

"Whether it's a way to eliminate disasters or catastrophes."

"Or the art of tempering superior magical artifacts."

"I have all the methods you can think of. Even if there are methods you can't think of, I have them here."

Along with his words, a faint spiritual light appeared in the void in front of him, brilliant and magnificent, as if there was a bright and bright long sword that could cut through the void for thousands of miles; there seemed to be a bell seal that trembled slightly, and there were thunder and fire intertwined, like under the same seal, It can cause all evils to be destroyed. In addition to these two, there are other mysterious magic weapons that look like them, all of which emit huge spiritual light and have a majestic sound.

Qi Wuhuo felt that he had received great benefits today.

I really don't want to open my mouth to take advantage again.

But he also knew that the proud and proud Daojun in front of him would definitely not approve of what he said, so he replied:

"Didn't Lord Dao say that the person who came here today is not his true body or his true body, so there is no need to be more polite or say more words."

"[There is no distinction between status and identity, just talking about Tao and sword ears]?"

"Since there is no difference in status, how can the elders and the younger ones talk about it?"

"How can I accept your things?"

The black-clothed Taoist looked up at Qi Wuhuo, smiled and asked, "Then you and I are like this..."

The young Taoist said: "Aren't we discussing swords here?"

"On swords?"

The black-clothed Daojun muttered to himself several times, and suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was hearty and hearty, and he said repeatedly: "Hahaha, good, good, good, good, what a Taoist sword-ear, although I said it, But you can say it now, you are really arrogant and arrogant, I like it!"

While laughing, he swept his sleeves and robes, and put away these many magic weapons.

He could reflect his character and knew that Qi Wuzhuo had no intention of taking a long-term view. The reluctance to accept gifts he said just now came from his true heart.

So the admiration in his eyes became even greater, and he said, "Then I'll leave this meeting gift for another time."

"Wait until you and I actually meet."

Lord Dao's voice paused slightly, and then said: "I can't say, I have one more thing I need your help with."

"But don't worry, it's not a big deal, it's just a discussion with someone. With me taking care of you, you will never do any harm, nor will your foundation be damaged."

"The disciples of that lineage are all people with a pure state of mind, with high talents and understanding. If you confront him, it will also be an opportunity for you."

"Nayu and I are different from the old-fashioned ones. He is just like your mortal elder."

"The more you value your disciples, the greater the trials you will give them."

"I will also arrange the future path for my disciples and make decisions for the younger disciples without informing them in advance. Even if the younger generation objects, it will be of no use. I am not that rigid. If you don't If you are willing to go, you can say so.”

The worst thing is that Yuqing's appointment will be ruined.

It's just a broken promise.

It’s not like I’ve never done this before in such a long time.

The young Taoist opened his mouth to answer.

Lord Dao raised his hand to stop Qi Wuhuo and said, "You don't have to make a decision now. I just told you this matter."

"It's a long time and you don't have to decide."

"Just remember, follow your heart and follow your nature, and walk in the world, that's all."

The last sentence was indeed Dundun's teaching, and the tone was slow and gentle. The young Taoist raised his hands and said that he would like to be taught. The Dao Lord smiled slightly and swept the dust in his hand. The young Taoist did not notice the change before his eyes. He had lost all traces of the Dao Lord. There is a vague feeling of emptiness in the Sutra Pavilion. Only here, the sword energy exists forever. On the table, there are bamboo slips with traces of the sword energy etched on it, proving everything that happened before.

The young Taoist pressed the scroll of bamboo slips with his hand.

This is the first volume of classics created and written by himself.

The practice books in the world can be roughly divided into five categories: [Miaofa], [Xuanzhang], [Jade Jue], [Taoist Canon] and [True Sutra].

When she was young, Senior Sister Yumiao traveled around the world with her teacher. The technique she created, "Hunyuan Sword Canon", has been ranked at the level of "Dao Canon". She is extremely talented and has unparalleled sword energy. She just didn't know that she had just created it. To what level can the sword art of the first two parts be divided?

The young Taoist stroked the words on the bamboo slips and felt the strands of sword intent.

Roll up the bamboo slip and put it into your sleeve robe with great care.

When he opened the window, he was suddenly startled.

He saw the thick mist in the morning, and saw the sunshine as if it was just born, and the bright morning light flowing through the mist, like a dream.

Just now he was discussing swordsmanship and swordsmanship with the black-clothed Daojun, and it clearly felt like several hours had passed.

But the sun has not yet risen, and the morning fog has not dispersed.

It seemed like only a moment.

The sword in the palm of his hand, which had a strong intention to kill, roared continuously. It seemed that it was no longer suppressing his existence, so it showed its fangs again, sharp and killing, but the young Taoist only raised his hand to strike. The sword energy emitted suddenly reversed and hit the sword body directly.

In one thought, he can kill or protect.

This endless killing sword energy only surrounded the young Taoist once.

Like the flowing wind.

The young Taoist raised his hand and struck the sword, saying "Let's go". The long sword was released smoothly, and like a ray of light, it was put back into the scabbard hanging on Lu Zu's tower. The seal was renewed, and he couldn't get out after struggling any longer. The sound of the sword stirred up the flowing wind, causing the ancient bell hanging under the eaves of Lu Zu Tower to vibrate slightly, emitting a clear and long sound, breaking the morning fog.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin woke up from his sleep in confusion. When he opened the door, he felt the breeze blowing on his face, which was very refreshing.

Seeing the change in the fog, the young Taoist looked through the bamboo slips at the foot of the mountain.

The wind moves the Taoist bell.

Alas? Is that Lu Zujian placed upstairs like that? How does it seem to have changed a bit?

Has anyone pulled it out?

The little Taoist priest was puzzled and couldn't see any changes when he stared at it with wide eyes, so he didn't take it to heart and just thought that he had seen it wrong - besides, the sword had been there for hundreds of years and was already rusted to death. It's possible, how could it be suddenly pulled out and suddenly 'alive'?

I didn't care, I just stretched a lot.

His eyes were bright and he waved vigorously: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi!"

"did you sleep well last night?!"

……………………

On the second floor of the Shangqing Library Pavilion, Shangqing Lingbao Daojun lowered his eyes slightly, and the wisp of distracting experiences emerged in his mind. He spread his fingers, so the scroll of bamboo slips emerged silently, and said with a slight smile: "Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that I would not give anything away again, but I gained something instead."

"Something interesting."

He looked at a scroll of bamboo slips and pondered slightly what name to give it according to Daojun's judgment.

Is it a law, a mysterious chapter, or a Taoist code?

Or the highest [True Sutra]

Sanqing is extremely cautious when determining the level of Taoism.

In the end, Daojun said to himself with a smile: "Although he is immature, his intentions are extremely high. Based on the level of the Sword Classics, he has seen very far and walked very solidly. Although he has just touched the standards of this level of classics, he has also It’s worth it.”

He wrote down his name along the way, and then let go of his hand. The bamboo slip simply fell down and landed on the first floor of the Shangqing Library Pavilion.

Qingyang Miaodao Tianjun poured himself a cup of tea.

Weiwei drinks tea and feels that the past few days have been idle and nothing worth paying attention to has happened.

It's time to read through the Taoist canon and drink it with tea.

I have read through many Taoist scriptures before and I am already very familiar with them, but today I seem to have discovered something different. Lao Tianjun was surprised: "This is, there is an extra volume that I have never seen before..."

He felt as happy as meeting a new friend and took out this new volume of Taoism. He felt regretful at first:

"It turned out to be just a fragment, only the first two parts."

Then look at the name at the front.

The first two characters are Taishang.

Used in classics, it means supreme.

It does not refer to the Great Heavenly Lord Taiqing.

Qingyang Miaodao Heavenly Lord was slightly startled, then he turned over the bamboo slips and looked at his name. Then his heart was slightly shaken and he read it subconsciously and said:

""Tai Shang Dong Xuan Wu Huo Daojun Sword Sutra""

"Dongxuan, Taoist Wuhuo?"

PS:

Lingbao Tianzun also has a title: Taishang Daojun