I am immortal

Under the plum blossom tree, the middle-aged man who had left and returned looked at the pensive young Taoist, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Why, him again?

But it was the little spiritual light left on [Qi] that was touched a second time.

When he finally showed up, he found that the person who touched the inheritance of the Twelve Holy Truths was actually a disciple of the Taishang lineage. He glanced at the jade slip placed by the young Taoist on one side and saw the words left on it. The twelve layers of seals have been broken, and he slightly closed his eyes.

Yuanshi Tianzun has always been fair.

Although this person is a disciple of the Supreme Being and cannot enter his gate, this "Yuan Shi Ancestral Qi" was obtained by this person after all his own tribulations, so he did not directly smash it to pieces before, but chose to Seal, but because of Dao Fifty, Tian Yan Forty-Nine, and the character of Escape Deyi, a glimmer of hope was left.

But I never thought that this person would actually find the one who had escaped.

Such understanding...

pity.

What a pity.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Hou Tuhuang was smiling but not smiling. Although he didn't speak, there was a voice in his ears.

"Great Heavenly Lord Yuqing, why did you leave and come back again?"

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyes.

In an instant, the surrounding energy stirred and the rules changed. The world in front of the young Taoist changed silently. It was no longer the town at the foot of Helian Mountain. Qi Wuzhuo was not able to perceive this process at all. , Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun never left, appeared in front of Houtu Emperor, and said calmly: "Houtu."

Houtu Huangdi only looked at the ripples around the young Taoist.

"Brahma Qi Mila, the supreme being."

"Open the sky and transform the heavens into being."

"What a Yuluo Xiaotai, what a Yuxu Illusion."

"Is this another trial?"

"Yuqing, you are still so domineering. You never ask others if they are willing."

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly: "Yes."

An understatement, of course.

Houtuhuangdi could not refute or refute, but looked at the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him with a half-smile, a little spirituality, such an existence, except for the strength and means, this spirituality is not much different from the original body. No matter his knowledge or mood are the same, he said: "So, why test him?"

"There's always a reason, right?"

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun did not answer.

Houtu Huangdi only smiled and said: "But, Yuqing, what is this so-called trial of yours?"

"This child's temperament is firm enough, his Taoist mind is clear, and he is able to take the initiative to go through tribulations and cross the world. Moreover, he was personally chosen by the Supreme Being. His tenacity is used to test the drunkenness and wealth of ordinary cultivators, and he must not be stopped. Footsteps; if they are blocked by magical changes, their understanding is extremely high, as you can see."

"How do you want to test it?"

Yu Qing said calmly: "You will know it when you see it."

After Houtuhuangdi looked at the Yuxu environment with a smile, his expression was slightly condensed. When he looked at Yuqing again, there was a slight anger and shock in his eyes: "Yuqing! You -"

The young Taoist didn't know what happened.

He was just in a daze. The plum blossom tree was blown by the wind and dropped its petals. The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the plum blossom. Then suddenly the plum blossom disappeared in his palm, as if it did not exist. The young man blinked, not knowing what was happening.

Plum tree?

"In Jinzhou, do we have plum blossoms?"

The young man was puzzled. He raised his head and saw that the sun was warm and bright. When the wind blew, he could feel the smell of the land and the fragrance of the vegetation. The familiar laughter came from behind, interrupting the young man's thoughts. That was the young man. The female voice said with a smile: "Wuhuo, what are you doing standing there?"

The boy turned around and saw a round-faced woman standing there with dark eyes and a smile. She was wearing clothes, her cuffs rolled up, her hair just tied with a chopstick as a hairpin, and on one side was a woman. Looking like a gentle man, the young man subconsciously said: "Dad, mother..."

"I just saw a plum tree."

"What are you talking about? Why are there plum blossoms here?"

"The climate here in Jinzhou is not suitable for plum blossoms to grow."

"Come here quickly, it's time to eat..." The young man turned around and saw his father standing up with bowls and chopsticks to eat as usual, while his mother was busy cooking chicken for him and said with a smile: "More Eat some, you have to go to school today, and you have to listen carefully to my teacher's lecture."

Qi Shijing took two mouthfuls of food and said in a slow and slow tone as usual: "Sir, he is a great scholar in the country and has an excellent reputation."

"Today's saints have been unwilling to serve as officials in the court several times, and they only travel around to give lectures. Now that you have come to our Jinzhou, you must seize the opportunity, learn more from the teacher, and then serve your family and country."

"Um."

"Can you recite the article I taught you before?"

"After you finish eating, give me a lesson."

"Can't you let the child finish eating first?! Are you the only one who has the ability?"

"I, I'm not..."

"What are you doing? Shut up!"

"Come on, Wu Huo, eat more. Don't listen to your father. He is just a rotten scholar with a lot of rules."

"you--"

The young man watched his parents talking and eating. His mother sewed a bag for him, stuffed the books, paper and pen into it, and slung it around her body. The young man walked to the door of the yard, turned around, and looked at his mother. He was sewing something, while his father was tending to the hanging baskets he planted, pruning them carefully.

He stood at the door and seemed to sense something was wrong.

But it doesn't seem to be any different.

In the real world, Houtu Huangdi only looked at Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun:

"...The illusion of Jade is no different from reality. Do you want to trap him here with this?"

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun said: "It's just a trial."

"With his level, he has a certain chance to detect the reality of the illusion and then come out."

"But there's only one chance."

Hou Tuhuang only looked at the young man.

In ordinary illusions, you only need to cut off the formation points, but she saw the Yuxu illusion this time.

The eyes of the formation are the young man’s parents.

If you want to break the formation, you need to kill it with your sword.

But those who kill their parents to break the formation are displeased by Yuxu.

Moreover, this is the Taoist method. Qi Wuhuo's parents are mortals and have never practiced "I". After one life passed away, they drank Meng Po soup. After this life ended, even if they were reincarnated, they could not awaken the memories of the past because of their... The "I" in this life is not prominent or special compared with the rest of the "I". After reincarnation, everything ends.

In this jade illusion, Taozu used his supreme magical power to brand the world itself, and everything belonging to Qi Wuhuo's parents was gathered here again. In other words, this illusion is false, but it is also true, and from then on For his parents, their souls are more [real] than their souls after reincarnation.

Open up the sky and transform the heavens into being.

This is another world.

If you don't cut it, you won't break the formation.

If you cut it, you can break through the small formation, but enter the big formation.

It will directly break one's own Taoist heart.

If you seek it with a motive, you will become obsessed and not realize it, which is a big mistake.

For a moment, Houtu Huangdi hoped that the young Taoist would break the formation and realized that it was an illusion; but he did not want him to break the formation. He immediately looked at the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun and saw that his expression was cold and detached. Harshness is the most severe of the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Guards, and the so-called trial will naturally have a price, and it is a huge price.

She watched all this happen in silence, but the young man just smiled and waved to his parents, and then walked out of here, greeting everyone familiar in his hometown, and followed the path that was so vivid in his memory. As he walked towards the school, and then entered the school, a young man stood on the stage and said that his name was Su Shengyuan.

Then he said with a smile: "There is also a gentleman who teaches everyone the classics, virtues, and medical skills."

A thin young man walked in with clear and quiet eyes. Qi Wuhuo's eyes widened. He looked at him and introduced himself, but his mind went blank. For some reason, he felt a sense of joy and sadness like a reunion, just like when he saw his parents. I went home today, and there was a guest at home, but it was a middle-aged man with a sword on his back, an immortal man.

He calls himself Tantai Xuan.

After seeing the young man, he was very happy and said that he had the bones to enter Taoism and practice.

He also showed some skills in wielding a sword, which dispelled the doubts of Qi Wuhuo's parents.

After thinking for a night, the young man chose to refuse. Empress Hou Tuhuang looked complicated and sighed in her heart. If she embarked on the path of spiritual practice in this dream, she could also break the formation, or at least increase the number of people who could break the formation. Possibility, Houtuhuangdi only said: "If I enter the Taoist gate, can I break the illusion?"

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly: "It can be increased by 30%."

Houtu Huangdi could only watch with regret, watching the young Taoist immerse himself in the softest place in his heart, sinking deeper and deeper into the constructed real world, The soul is blinded and eventually enters a situation from which one cannot extricate himself.

She cannot take action and will not take action.

There was just regret in his eyes.

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun is still like a statue, with a calm and indifferent expression, like a ruthless god, overlooking all things.

After Qi Wuhuo refused, he studied with the two gentlemen every day. He seemed to be very talented. He quickly showed his intelligence in reading and became the most praised disciple in the entire school. Everyone thought that he He should take the exams, become a high official, pass the provincial and county exams one by one, and finally go to study in a bigger city.

"You have to eat well outside and don't save money. We don't need your money at home. You have to eat well and buy some good fabrics to send home. Mom will sew clothes for you. The ones outside are too expensive."

"As a woman, the clothes sewn in tailor shops outside are better."

"Wu Huo, don't listen to your mother, don't worry about us, outside is no better than at home, you have to be humble and don't make grudges with others. With this money, eat what you need, buy what you need, and buy all the fashionable clothes Clothes, swords, and jade pendants, going on study tours with classmates, and visiting famous people from all over the world are all things that need to be done and cannot be saved."

Qi Shijing patted Qi Wuhuo's shoulder and said, "Go ahead..."

Qi Wuhuo carried his luggage and walked farther and farther under the sunset. If there were no accidents, he would go to the big city and would go farther and farther. He would rarely go home. After Qi Shijing and his wife watched the child go, their expressions were a little bit... It was dim. Zhu Qixia sat there wiping her tears. Qi Shijing cooked the meal and said, "Okay, don't cry anymore."

"It's a good thing that children have abilities. Why are you crying?"

"But, but, as big as Wuhu is, he has never been so far away from us..."

"From now on, you will rarely see him again."

"He rarely sees us again. Maybe, maybe only a few times in his lifetime."

"When I think of this, I don't know why, but I want to cry..."

Qi Shijing's expression was gloomy. For some reason, his wife's words made him feel a pinching pain in his heart. A prim and serious wife almost shed tears. Looking at the sunset outside, which was like blood, his eyes suddenly widened. First, he subconsciously stood up and took a few steps forward, then stopped and said angrily:

"Wu Huo! You, what are you doing back here?"

The young man put down his luggage, looked at his parents, and said softly: "My son feels that he is not ready yet."

"If I went to the city this year, I might just fail, so I came back and planned to study for a few more years."

Qi Shijing wanted to scold him, but for some reason, he couldn't say it.

Zhu Qixia laughed while wiping her tears, knocked her husband away, and said:

"Come back, yes, be steady, be steady."

"Come on, Wuhu, are you hungry? Whatever you want to eat, mother will make it for you."

"Don't eat what your father cooks. Only he can eat what he cooks."

The young man returned home, and this preparation took a full thirty-five years. When he was a classmate at that time, students who were not as good as him also became Jinshi and became officials. They also came back to visit this young man. Qi Wuhuo, who was full of literary talents, just sighed with the reserve of a winner, saying that it was a pity that it was too young, and it might not be better if it was too old.

Qi Wuhuo didn't care either.

Thirty-five years have passed, and now he is over fifty years old. His parents are old and have gray hair. They both have to use crutches to move around. People who are over fifty cannot be called after they die. Because he died, he was in his seventies, so he lived a long life. He had been here to accompany his parents for more than fifty years.

He also became a lecturer.

Accompanying my husband to give lectures, and going to the mountains to collect herbs with him.

Later, more than twenty years later, I heard that my classmate who had been an official was involved in a major case and was dismissed.

Later I heard that the emperor was also dead.

Later, Qi Wuhuo's hair turned white, and his parents fell ill. People in the village came and went, one after another. When passing by, when they saw Qi Wuhuo, they would call him "old man" and praise him. of filial piety.

On a rare day of good weather, Qi Shijing and his wife were basking in the sun, and Qi Wuhuo held his parents' hands.

I heard them say that they had had nightmares for a long time, dreaming about a big fire in Jinzhou, and both their husband and wife died in that fire. They said that in the end they saw their son, who was less than ten years old, standing there in a daze. , he couldn't help crying when he thought about the suffering his son would suffer in the future, and then Qi Shijing would talk about women, while his own eyes would turn red.

Qi Wuhuo always had to comfort his parents: "I'm here, it was just a dream."

"Yes, dream..."

"Dream……"

The two elders murmured, and Zhu Qixia's speech was already a little unclear, saying:

"It's just that, just because of the two of us, it will affect you for the rest of your life."

"You could have been an official, a high official..."

"How can it be implicated?"

"Won't."

Qi Wuhuo's voice was gentle. His parents were sleepy. He held their hands and listened to them saying that they wanted to take a nap. Then Qi Shijing and Zhu Qixia slowly closed their eyes and breathed softly.

Qi Shijing and Zhu Qixia died on the same day.

Qi Wuhuo took good care of her, and she was free from illness and pain.

May you live a long life and be safe every year.

Qi Wuhuo sold his house and buried his parents together. Everyone praised him for his filial piety. Finally, the stonemason asked him what he should carve on the tombstone. Qi Wuhuo, who was already old and in disgrace, reached out and touched the stone tablet.

His back was already arched and bent, his face was full of wrinkles, and there were age spots on his palms. He stretched out his hand to touch the stone tablet, and his palms trembled, but he remembered standing at the door when he was young, watching under the warmth of the sun. The parents look young.

"...Time flies so quickly, so much time has passed in the blink of an eye."

The stonemason looked at the old man in the village respectfully.

The old man smiled and murmured: "Father Qi Shijing, mother Zhu Qixia's tomb."

"Sir, Qi Wuhuo..."

His finger fell on the stone tablet, as if he was looking at the past and the future, and then the Tuhuang Empress looked at the old man with regret in her eyes. The old man put his finger down and murmured: "Tai Shang Xuan Wei."

"stand."

The Empress of Houtu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seemed to be an illusion, it seemed to be real. She saw Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun next to her with an unnoticeable and slightly raised mouth.

The words fell with a loud bang, and the energy around them suddenly gathered. The aura of the eighty-year-old man changed rapidly, so the old man's back became straight again and he became young again. His white hair turned black, and only his temples were white. , transformed into the appearance of a young man, and then finally returned to a young man. Such a change shocked the mason.

The young Taoist walked back home. He bent down, picked up some stones and dead branches, and then stacked them together. He returned to his original appearance, but there was no Taoism, and there was no magic power here. But relying on these stones, the dead branches changed. Stacked up, the world actually had layers of ripples, and then it was shattered layer by layer under the young Taoist's simple altar.

At the foot of Helian Mountain, the plum tree swayed when the wind blew, and the petals spread in the sky. The young Taoist closed his eyes.

But tears were streaming down his face and he couldn't stop them.

Hou Tuhuangdi only saw a faint change on his body, and then looked at the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun next to him, and realized that one of the eight biggest difficulties that the young Taoist would have encountered had been directly shattered and annihilated in the process. , the biggest regret in my heart was made up for.

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun is domineering and cold, and will arrange various harsh trials for his descendants regardless of the objections of others.

But the opposite side of trials is opportunities. As long as you can survive the trials of Tianzun, you will find that what Yuanshi Tianzun sees is far further than others. Although the trials arranged for disciples are extremely difficult, they are also the most difficult for every disciple of the younger generation. The weakest and most lacking link, so any direct disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun who can come out of the mountain has no shortcomings.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up and left calmly.

He just said: "What a pity."

"You can't be my disciple after all."

Hou Tuhuang only said: "Yu Qing..." But the Yuanshi Tianzun was gone. When Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes, he had briefly forgotten what he had just experienced, but he didn't know why he was crying or why. , a certain empty part in my heart no longer seems so uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of joy and dripping.

As usual, the young man restrained his "Qi" and went to visit Mr. Su the next day.

Mr. Su seems to have been tired for a long time. He will still entertain the young Taoist with enthusiasm and warmth as before, but different from the past, he will no longer mention lectures and court matters in front of him, and will only talk about his experiences in the world. Tell me about your experiences while traveling around.

It seems to be the same as before, but there is also a great sense of loneliness and regret.

Even though I try my best to restrain myself, it still exists after all.

"Mr. Su..."

Qi Wuhuo could feel the loss and regret in his heart, and he also knew that such regret and loss were proof that Su Shengyuan was still eager to change this era. He himself was a 'chaotic party' who would never be reused and could only hope Disciples can gain knowledge and change this era, but now this sustenance has disappeared, and they are naturally lost.

The young Taoist was deep in thought. When he returned home, he was startled when he saw that the courtyard next to him, which had been empty for a long time, was opened. Someone seemed to be living inside. Just in time, someone opened the door. It was a middle-aged man in white clothes. The young man has a face like a crown jade and eyes like a flying phoenix, but he has a majestic and majestic look.

He nodded towards Qi Wuhuo and said calmly: "I will live here for a few months."

"My friend, please."

Qi Wuzhuo was a man who knew etiquette, so he raised his hands and said politely: "I, Qi Wuzhuo, neighbors should help each other."

"I don't know what to call you sir."

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I'm [Qingyu]."