I am immortal

The old scalper knelt on the ground obediently.

Next to him is the star of Altair.

Two thieves can fight. Just say that the heroic spirit in the world is an angry bullfight. You know that Niu Xingjun is a first-class fighter. And the old scalper was also the demon king among the monsters. The various tribes of the monsters were fighting each other. No worse than the one between the human race and the demon clan, this guy can do cross-tribal weapons and magic weapon business between different demon clans, which shows his skill.

But now both of them are extremely honest.

Vega Xingjun.

Among the descendants of the Bei Emperor, he is the one closest to the Bei Emperor.

At the age of nineteen, he can weave clouds into treasures.

Create the magical power of pulling machines and weaving clouds.

The former Northern Emperor's son.

He was away on military duty and came back only once in a hundred years. When he came back, he found that his daughter had suddenly disappeared. There was no trace of her for several days. Her beautiful face was already full of chill. She was sitting on a chair with a book on her side. The sword was three feet and seven inches long, with a sharp edge. He said:

"So, you two, a father and an uncle, don't know where Yunqin is going?"

"Um?"

The heroic bullfighter is angry.

The demon king of the demon race.

Qi Qi looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose looked at his heart. He was as honest as a child who wouldn't speak even if he was bullied.

Instead of laughing wildly and punching other people's heads into the chest, laughing wildly and shouting the name of a certain plant, while a cow besieged the city of the demon clan; nor was he a human swordsman who wielded a sword and traversed the world, and drew his sword whenever he disagreed. The heroes who fought were two cowards.

The old scalper is extremely honest.

Don't look at me, don't look at me...

Scalp numbness.

He gritted his teeth.

He bumped the Niu Xingjun next to him with his elbow: "Old Yun, please say something."

"You are the child's father, don't act like a piece of wood."

You, hurry up and take the blame!

Niu Xingjun was furious, bumped his elbow, and lowered his voice: "Aren't you, Lao Niu, playing with Yunqin all the time?"

"We all sparred with the Four Heavenly Kings, and went to the White Tiger Supervisor to watch the forged swords in a daze."

"You have taken me to every major palace in the world."

"Yunqin is so good at running now. Isn't it because you brought him up since he was a child?"

The tough guy back then directly sold all the underwear of the guy opposite him. Zhinu sat on a chair, her right leg lightly resting on her left calf, one hand supporting her chin, her eyebrows slightly raised, her expression lazy, but Her eyes are cold, with light red eyeshadow at the corners. Her makeup is cold and majestic, with a subtle starry glow in the depths of her eyes, and her bun is complicated and elegant.

He looked at the two Xingjuns who were blaming each other, watching them first elbowing each other with their elbows, and then 'fighting' with fists and kicks, and finally their arms were entangled with their heads together like a human wrestling. He sighed, and there was something in his heart. No matter how angry he was, it was now dissipated a lot. Beidi was not in a hurry, which meant that Yunqin was not in any danger. He said calmly: "Kneel back."

"Hey, that's good."

"..."

Zhi Nu raised her sword and said in a cold tone: "You two are waiting here for Yun Qin to come back."

"I'll ask Grandpa."

Lord Vega has never lost his temper in the past, and everyone in the Heavenly Palace knows about their relationship with Lord Vega. It has become a legend that they have descended to earth together and been reincarnated together. They can also support each other and return from practice, which makes Na Kuimu Lang envious. He couldn't stop sighing and expressing his envy while drinking wine several times.

It seems that this time Fairy Yunqin is gone and never returns.

I missed the Northern Emperor's ritual again.

The former Northern Emperor's son, Vega Xingjun, was so angry.

That's why this usually gentle and cool beauty became angry for the first time.

This directly frightened the two generals of Doubu.

Teng Yun drove all the way and went straight into the Beidi Palace, but when he asked Beidi, Beidi didn't show up. He only said that Yunqin was fine and there was no need to worry. Lord Vega had no choice but to leave again. Lord Zuo Fuxing He sent the former Northern Emperor away, watched him go away, and then turned around.

Northern Emperor's son is a title given from generation to generation, which represents a kind of recognition, rather than an honor or the capital to act recklessly.

It is not this name that scares the immortals.

It is about the amazing potential possessed by practitioners who bear this title.

Once its potential lost Beidi's recognition.

Or if you do something that violates Beidi's taboos, you will lose this title.

If the name is lost, Beidi's guidance and Beidi's resource tilt will be taken away immediately.

It is no different from the ordinary Doubu Immortal God.

Zuo Fuxingjun watched Zhinvsu leave, always smiling, and sighed slightly: "I'm afraid she will go to that little guy who has a good relationship with Yun Qin'er to cause trouble. It can't be considered trouble, I can only say, When you become a mother, your personality will change, and you will inevitably worry that your daughter will associate with the wrong person."

"But Nvxu Xingjun, after all, has experienced disasters. He will not go too far and knows how to measure."

"There's no need to worry."

When he turned back, he went to see Beidi, and the Great True Lord Tianpeng came here. Beidi and Tianpeng drank tea and played chess. Suddenly he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Dang Mo, first break the node of the Zhongzhou disaster and delay the plan. Du, and noticed the anomaly in Fengdu City, and stabilized the Five Directions Ghost Emperor, whose merits and virtues, if he were not a Taishang disciple, what grade should he be in."

Tianpeng raised his son, sat cross-legged across from him, and replied: "...If it's not from the Supreme Lineage."

"Wait until he completes the matter in Fengdu City."

"There should be a chance to be promoted to the fifth-level divine general of the Exorcist Academy. Before the name, add the title of Jiutian."

"To slay demons in the Nine Heavens of Zhongtian and North Pole, accept the responsibility of You Yi Envoy."

Lord Tianpeng’s voice changed and he said again:

"However, because he is the direct descendant of the Taishang lineage, he has completed the five directions of ghost emperors in Fengdu City and suppressed them a hundred times. At most, he can only reach the eighth level."

"He is the real officer who leads the troops and enforces the law on the left side of the Exorcist Academy."

Beidi said in a calm voice: "Are you from the same lineage as the Supreme Being..."

"Pity."

"If he is not a disciple of Sanqing, he should have entered the Arctic Exorcist Academy system, been personally tutored by Taibai and you, accumulated many achievements, and can become famous. In this case, Zhinu will not have anything to say to him, I'm afraid I also quite approve of Yun Qin’s association with him.”

Tianpeng smiled slightly and said calmly: "This is the only way the Supreme Lineage can do it."

"If he were not of the Taishang lineage, he might not be able to solve the disaster in Zhongzhou. One drink and one peck. This is how it should be. Since you have received the best inheritance, you should take on the most difficult responsibilities. The teacher has always taught me this. Wait, but I don’t dare to forget it at all.”

Beidi Luozi said: "In this case, change it to twice as much."

Lord Tianpeng was surprised.

"Do you want to make it twice as difficult for him to get promoted through hard work as it is for ordinary people?"

"No."

Beidi's tone was calm and indifferent. He dropped a piece and ended the chess game this time. Then he took back his right hand, his sleeves fell on the chessboard, and he replied calmly: "Twice as much as before, two hundred times as much as an ordinary person."

Two hundred times more difficult.

Two hundred times the pressure of disaster.

Only then can someone else survive the disaster.

If others save a hundred people, you need to save 20,000 people. If others save ten calamities, you need to save two thousand calamities.

Even though it was a canopy, his expression was slightly moved.

……………………

In the human world, the young Taoist discussed the prototype of his Kung Fu with the middle-aged man in front of him. The middle-aged Taoist with extraordinary bearing just said lightly: "Self-enlightenment of Kung Fu is not an ordinary thing, but why do you only value it?" At such a high level, you have ignored the most basic theory of Qi Body?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the young Taoist who was motionless and did not dare to move at all, and said calmly:

"I have told you that the Qi body is one. Then you disperse your own Qi into your body, use the heaven and earth as a furnace, temper and forge it, and the body and Qi become one. Every move you make will be like an ordinary Taoist, stimulating the Yuan Qi. , and the flow of Yuan Qi is the so-called magical power."

"You push the door, stamp your feet are all magic, every move you make is magical."

"Of course those mundane things can't stop you, they'll all be smashed to pieces by you."

The young Taoist suddenly understood.

"Yun Qi is a magical power. My current body is no different from Qi."

"The movements themselves are similar to magical powers."

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "It's not stupid to react. You behave like this and you can't get along with others at all. You can kill people if you are not careful. Let me learn to control the strength of your body first." I'm talking about... hmm, you are the only one who created your own technique but was made by it."

The young Taoist said sincerely: "Junior is stupid, thank you senior for your guidance."

Taoist Qingyu looked at him.

After a long time, he said: "Let's calm down our mind first."

"Do you know how to meditate to regulate qi?"

"yes."

The young Taoist narrated the concepts taught to him by his teacher, and mentioned that the teacher once said that you need to rest while meditating to move your qi, and that you should not exceed a certain time every day. Taoist Qingyu glanced at Qi Wuhuo and said calmly: " His path was right, but it was a leisurely way, and you're past that stage now."

"Now the Qi all over your body is dispersed into your body, and your strength is condensed. You need to use the Qi method at all times to maintain [my] spirituality unshakably. Only in this way can you do it." He then raised his hand and threw an object towards Qi Wuhuo. I went out and took a closer look, but I saw a long stick as thick as a wrist. It was simple and ordinary. It landed lightly in front of the young Taoist and was stuck upside down on the ground.

Qingyu Taoist said: "It's just right. It can sharpen your martial arts."

The young Taoist was filled with doubts.

A very unreasonable feeling came to mind.

Then in an instant it was defined as, this move, a kind-hearted neighbor helped him hone his martial arts, it was a very reasonable thing, no need to make a fuss, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the weapon, and instinctively said: "I also have martial arts skills in the world. I have learned it, but it didn’t work just now, the wooden door was still blown away... Hmm!!!"

The young Taoist turned his body to one side, but could not pick up this simple stick.

"This is……"

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "This?"

"It's just a stake used to support my house. Just take this thing and lift it up first."

Qi Wuhuo took a deep breath, tried several times, constantly adjusted his Qi and body, and finally managed to hold this ancient long stick in his hand. Taoist Qingyu said in a calm voice: "The body inherits all the ways. Qi transforms all laws, and the body has been forged."

"Hold it and refine it."

The young Taoist was stunned and subconsciously looked at the Qingyu Taoist standing with his hands behind his back.

"Refining Qi?"

Since ancient times, the movement of Qi requires quiet concentration. Otherwise, if the movement of Qi is disordered, there will be an impetuous mentality.

Taoist Qingyu said coldly: "Why, can't you do it?"

The young Taoist hesitated and replied: "...That seems to be contrary to the conventional path of practice."

Qingyu Taoist said: "Regular practice is to prepare a path for those who come after you, and you should not take this path. It is a kind of torture to let ordinary people take the path of genius, but to let people with extraordinary talents take it. Isn't the road of ordinary people also a kind of humiliation? Humph... too great... too great..."

The young Taoist raised his eyes and was about to ask.

Then he forgot that Taoist Qingyu had mentioned his teacher's name.

But instinctively, his trust in Taoist Qingyu increased.

Qingyu Taoist said calmly: "Anyone who practices Qi has a straight body and closes his eyes. This is a fake practice."

"A true cultivator needs twelve hours of walking, standing, sitting, and lying down, and in the midst of all movement and stillness, his mind is like Mount Tai, unshakable."

"Break off the four doors: eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, so that no outside scenery can enter."

"All things will perish, but my heart will not change."

"You are the transformation of Qi, why do you need to rest when you are practicing Qi? Isn't it ridiculous?!"

The young Taoist murmured to himself, and Taoist Qingyu directly put his hand on Qi Wuzhuo's forehead, letting him feel the movement of the body and the calmness of the mind, the mystery of the rotation of movement and stillness. Then he raised his right hand and watched Qi Wuzhuo try to control himself. Refining Qi and controlling the body in daily life.

But this bronze stick is constantly absorbing the energy from the young Taoist's body.

His Qi cannot function as usual.

You must use all your strength to compete with this weapon for your own energy.

He still had to control his Qi and circulate it safely under the competition of weapons. When the Qingyu Taoist saw that Qi Wuhuo was gradually adapting to it and would not bury himself while walking, he casually broke a willow branch. , struck directly at Qi Wuhuo. If the young Taoist didn't want to be hit, he had to dodge while holding the incredibly heavy stick in this situation.

It was obviously just an ordinary willow stick. If it was whipped once, all the energy in the body would be scattered.

If you use too much force and lose the ability to control Qi during rapid movements, you will bury yourself in the soil.

The young Taoist was beaten to pieces and lay on the ground.

Gasping for air.

Just enough to be pushed to the limit, but not to the point of damaging the foundation.

But even at this time, he had to use his soul to circulate his Qi, otherwise he would be buried lying on the ground like this. Taoist Qingyu lowered his eyes, casually dropped the branch, and said lightly: "Remember to cook. "

Turning around, I saw the Houtu Emperor under the plum blossom tree.

The latter frowned at this scene: "Yu Qing, that's too harsh."

Yu Qing said calmly: "Harsh?"

"what are you saying."

"Ascension and cultivation are inherently painful."

"If you feel relaxed when doing things, it can only mean that there is no improvement in these things. If you have talents, you must fully develop your talents. Only those who are tempered by fire can be called true talents."

Houtuhuangdi only watched the young Taoist get up, and then his body was trembling slightly, but he still had to carry the long stick. When he scanned the simple patterns on it, Houtuhuangdi's expression was slightly moved, and he said :"This is……"

"The second tribulation, the pillar used to hold up the sky?"

"you……"

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "Don't worry, the weight of this thing can be adjusted by itself and will not crush him to death."

Hou Tuhuangdi simply said: "There are various forms of life, each with its own merit, just like a hundred flowers in full bloom, all have their own beauty."

"Forcing your own ideas on others is also overbearing."

Qingyu Taoist said: "Using the talents of gold and jade to pave roads is not a waste. What is it but using beautiful wood with gold threads to carve treasures, but using it to burn firewood is not stupidity? You get the beautiful jade from Kunshan, but throw it away Entering the river, saying nothing but saying that you can become a treasure by the impact of the waves of the lake and sea, what is this but arrogance?!"

Houtu Huangdi only felt a kind of calm anger.

He had no choice but to persuade me: "Not all living beings may be what you see as talented."

"This vast world is not the same. There are thousands of kinds of flowers, which is a magnificent sight."

"Wouldn't it be boring if fellow Taoist monks want everything in the world to be molded into talents in your eyes?"

Taoist Qingyu seemed to agree, nodded and said, "What you said is true."

Then he said calmly: "However, as far as I can see, there is no need for waste."

Houtu Huangdi was speechless and could only say:

"You want to teach him martial arts?"

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "It's just to lay the foundation and build the weapon into a stick. This thing is just a load-bearing thing, not a weapon."

"His weapon is the sword, but he can also lay a good foundation for swordsmanship through stick skills."

"The stick is the ancestor of all weapons. Many weapon techniques can be found in the stick. It is also the easiest weapon to get started with. The stab of the spear and halberd is derived from the point of the stick technique, and the cutting of the sword is similar to the swing of the stick."

"If he really learns the stick, then most of the thirty-six weapons can be used at will."

"After all the hardships in the world, there will always be a time when it comes in handy."

Houtu Huangdi just said: "Aren't you going to teach him skills or something?"

"No need."

Qingyu Taoist said calmly: "I will lower my level until he carries this thing on his back. If he can avoid my attack, it is his body skill; if he can hold this stick and hit me, it is his martial skill."

Hou Tuhuangdi only saw the calmness in Taoist Qingyu's eyes, and the pure sincerity beneath his arrogance. He knew that he simply saw a talented person and couldn't bear to abandon him. He was afraid that he would suffer for the young Taoist. On this day, the young Taoist I was so exhausted that I reluctantly prepared the meal. When I walked out with the bowls and chopsticks, another woman came here.

But I saw that her appearance was very tolerant. Although she was not very beautiful, she still gave people a sense of elegance.

She looked at the young Taoist with a smile, then withdrew her gaze, looked at Taoist Qingyu who was sitting in the seat, and saluted:

"The disciple has met the teacher."

"Um."

This woman with a tolerant temperament looked at the young Taoist priest with a smile and looked him up and down.

And when this woman looked at herself, even though she had the temperament of a young Taoist, she felt frightened for a moment. Taoist Qingyu said concisely and concisely: "Reason is like tuning a harp. If the strings are tight, they will be broken, and if they are slow, they will be broken." , the tightness and slowness are right, the piano can be tuned."

"Only practicing hard is not the right way. You should also study and learn literature."

"Her name is Taiyuan, and she will teach you knowledge, writing, and etiquette every day."

The young Taoist opened his mouth and stammered: "Junior, you don't need these anymore, do you?"

Qingyu Taoist said calmly: "In the beginning of the ancient times, who taught it? How can we examine it if the upper and lower parts are not yet formed?"

"The languages ​​and customs of the ancient immortals and gods, the several ways in which innate beings communicated, the language of the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, the etiquette of the ancient times, the methods of deciphering ancient ruins, and the period between the First Tribulation and the Fifth Tribulation. Do you know the historical records of the ancient times? Do you know how to maintain etiquette when facing the innate beings from the ancient times, and how to express that you are not hostile?"

"If you don't even know these things, you are not qualified to go out."

"Go and study."

"Remember, at twelve hours a day, Qi cannot be stagnant, it must be between action and inaction."

"Let's go."

The young Taoist's scalp was numb.

Houtuhuangdi just watched the woman take the young Taoist to one side to read and teach characters.

There were ripples in the void, and the flow of time in that courtyard was different from that in the outside world. Houtu Huangdi was thoughtful and said: "Our Lady of Taiyuan... was born in the second calamity."

"The second of the twelve holy saints of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun."

Yuanying Yuanjun on one side said doubtfully: "I seem to have heard this name before."

Hou Tuhuangdi only said: "Her name is not obvious. Among the Twelve Saints, she is not good at fighting, unlike Tianpeng."

"But you may have heard of her son and daughter."

Yuanying Yuanjun was confused.

Houtuhuangdi simply said: "One is Queen Mother of the West."

"One thing, Prince Dong."

! ! ! !

Yuanying Yuanjun's expression suddenly changed.

Hou Tuhuangdi just sighed. It was extremely difficult for Yu Qing and Yuan Shi Tian Zun to get started and get out of the mountain. But once they got out of the mountain, they had no shortcomings. They were all the first-class romantic people in the world. They had experienced a calamity, even if they were fighting. Basic knowledge, but the difficulty also amazed her, and she couldn't help but think of a possibility. Would it be better if this young man entered Yuqing from the beginning?

……………………

When the young Taoist fell into unprecedented pressure.

A girl who had run away from home returned to Niu Su with brisk steps. At a glance, she saw her father and Uncle Niu kneeling there. She was confused at first, then waved and said with a bright smile: "Dad, Uncle Niu!"

"I'm back to play!"

Then the girl saw the horrified looks of her father and Uncle Niu.

Sweeping behind him.

PS:

In some classical novels, Our Lady of Taiyuan is the wife of Pangu and the mother of Yuanshi Tianzun, but in this book, it is said that the three pure worlds were transformed into heaven and earth, recorded in "Yuanshi Shangzhenzhongxianji", [Fu Jing Er Jie, According to the record of the sudden birth of Taiyuan Jade Girl, it is also said that she was the Queen Mother of the West and the mother of the Duke of the East.