I am immortal

The old man's voice fell, and Qi Wuhuo raised his head and asked in confusion: "Never?"

The old man laughed dumbly, and then teased:

"Wuhuo's talent and understanding are indeed good, and his instinctive intuition is also very strong. He can always feel something is wrong."

"It seems that you can achieve something by practicing Buddhism."

"I just need to cut my hair."

Seeing Qi Wuhuo's confused face, the old man also laughed and did not continue the joke. His voice paused, and then he said gently: "Never means that for him, he has never met me and will not remember him. Due to the fate of preaching for many years, I will not remember seeing you today. It was just an adventure when I started to practice."

"Don't worry about these. Once the fate is established, it is a fact."

"It's just."

"He is no longer my disciple from beginning to end."

"Dependent origination and predestination, this is how it should be."

The old man's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. Then he smiled and asked the young man who was eating the candied haws slowly:

"Speaking of which, does Wuhuo think he was wrong?"

Qi Wuhuo looked back at the passage hall and didn't know how to answer for a while. After a long time, he said:

"The disciple feels that there is nothing wrong."

"You can't say that it was wrong for him not to follow you, teacher."

The old man seemed quite satisfied, nodded with a smile and said, "You are right."

"Actually, he did nothing wrong. He passed down the Dharma and Taoism, allowing the path he pursued to blossom throughout the world. In this process, he did not use evil methods, but step by step, he calmly completed the vision he had when he was young. , neither slow nor slow, witnessed many things, and watched three hundred years of spring and autumn."

"In the dharma lineage he opened up, perhaps people will be born who will embark on the path of spiritual practice."

"As for being unable to let go of fame and fortune, and being unable to let go of the love of money."

The old man's voice paused and he smiled freely: "But who said fame and fortune are wrong?"

He looked at the prosperous city in front of him, led the young man through step by step, passed by everyone, and said gently: "I love fame and fortune, and gain the respect of everyone by spreading the Dharma. I am upright, what is wrong with this?" It’s not a problem, it’s not a mistake, but it’s not a mistake, but it’s also a deviation from the Tao.”

"It's okay to seek fame and fortune."

“You shouldn’t hesitate when giving up fame and fortune.”

"The number one Taoist sect is undoubtedly [Li Morchen]."

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and asked, "Li Fanchen? Is that why the teacher said that he would take him to travel around the world?"

This time it was beyond Qi Wuhuo's expectation. The old man shook his head and joked:

"No, if he had come out at that time, I would not have taken him away."

"How tiring it is to travel around with others."

"I will still let him stay here and be his heavenly master."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned: "Huh?"

The old man seemed to be amused by the young man's appearance, and laughed loudly for a long time. Then he bent down slightly, gently touched Qi Wulu's heart with his finger, and said with a gentle smile: "This is the first sentence of the first lesson, Wu Huo." I remember it."

"Leaving the mortal world is not just about leaving the body, but also about leaving the earth and the mind."

"Although this metaphor is not very appropriate, it can be used to make Wuhu understand."

"The body is like a lotus root, the mind is like a lotus flower, the root is in the mud and the flower is in the void."

"Those who have attained the Tao are physically in the world of mortals but their hearts are in the holy realm."

The old man's eyes were gentle and calm: "If he really comes out, what difference does it make if he leaves here or not?"

"He didn't get out."

"Pity……"

Qi Wuhuo was slightly shocked.

If the senior brother had never come out before, it was just regret in his heart.

The old man's words gave him an even greater impact.

The old man smiled and waited for him to think. After he finished eating the candied haws, he took him forward. He was still unhurried, but just like the sea with ripples like stars before, the many scenes in the world of mortals and the shouts, The shouts coming and going, the steaming, lively scenery of the world of mortals also disappeared in an instant, and in just a few steps, they were already in a green mountain.

In the passage hall, a young man once had an adventure. He saw Chinese characters on a stone tablet in an ancient temple, and the real person who understood the wonderful practice was suddenly startled. For some reason, he felt a sense of loss in his heart, and he seemed to hear an old voice in his ears. , and sighed——

Pity.

This is a pity, this life is a pity.

It seems like an illusion, but it doesn't stop.

This real man, who has lived for more than 300 years, feels so sad for some unknown reason that it is difficult to describe.

He staggered two steps and actually shed tears in front of many disciples.

But I don’t know why.

I don’t know for whom.

……………………

The old man led Qi Wuhuo forward.

I saw the wind was gentle and warm, and the colorful Luan birds were flying in the sky.

The stream comes from a distance and surrounds the side of the mountain. There are bamboo forests, sea of ​​flowers, and many other scenery surrounding a small courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, there was a young girl who still looked pure and beautiful, looking at the scenery in the distance with a smile, but sitting on the seat in front of her was an old man with white hair. The two of them seemed to be in the same room. They were talking about something and looked quite friendly. Qi Wuhuo asked curiously: "Is this senior brother?"

The old man said: "No, it should be Senior Sister."

Qi Wuhuo looked slightly startled.

The old man stroked his beard and said: "Speaking of which, she is very similar to Wuhuo. She was sold by her parents to someone else as a wife when she was young. She escaped on her own, but because of her credulity, she fell into the world. It was she who He cut his face with scissors and disfigured his face, and then he escaped. He was persistent and walked for seventeen days to get out of danger. His Taoist heart did not fall into the mortal world, and his sword spirit penetrated into his bones. This is true cultivation."

"I adopted her as a disciple at that time and raised her for thirteen years. She traveled all over the world and gave her the Taoist title [Yu Miao]."

"Later, she acted chivalrously, traveled around the world, visited immortals and friends, and met a man..."

"The two fell in love at first sight, and they got along well with each other later on, but that person's cultivation was not enough. Later, your senior sister was still young, but he could no longer lock in his own energy, his energy leaked out, and his appearance became older day by day. .”

Qi Wuhuo looked at Master Yumiao in the distance.

She is still like a girl in her twenties and eighties.

And although that man is said to have practiced Taoism and has not aged much, his temples have turned gray, his face has wrinkles, and his energy and spirit are constantly flowing out. It is conceivable that Taoism will also become a Taoist in the future. Aging faster than ordinary people.

The old man said calmly: "And that was already eight hundred years ago."

The young man was stunned and looked at the teacher in disbelief.

The old man said calmly: "That man was about to die eight hundred years ago. She did not want to involve me, so she drove herself away from my sect."

"Then the Heavenly Palace stole the elixir and provoked the Nantianmen Dharma Protector Marshal. Relying on his several skills, he fought against the Heavenly General and the Heavenly Soldiers. Later, he was seriously injured by General Yuangang of Jinglanglei Mansion. He was rescued by your senior brother. She put down her lifelong pride and knelt outside the Zi Mansion for seven days and seven nights, begging me hard, hoping that my teacher would help her help that man practice, Wu Huo, what do you think my teacher should do?"

He looked at the young man, and then said calmly:

"My teacher refused."

"She had no resentment, she just kowtowed nine times, left the Taoist sect, and lived in seclusion here..."

"Then, she searched for the underworld and various secret techniques."

"Use the magic weapon and elixir as a pledge in exchange for the man being reincarnated as a human being several times, and the descendants will find him in the sea of ​​​​people. And the man, no matter his identity, will always be devoted to one person from generation to generation."

"Only because I made a promise to you back then."

"I wish you would be happy forever."

Qi Wuhuo looked at that scene. He knew those stories. He said that he only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals. Intercession could shake the world. However, he had always thought that this was the plot of the story. What he saw today, it was inevitable that he would be touched in his heart. But the next moment, when he realized his identity, he already understood what he was about to do.

The young Taoist said quietly:

"Ask the disciple to ask her if she is willing to come back to practice."

"If not, will you bring her Taoist name back as well?"

The old man's expression was as gentle as before. He looked at the child he had raised for thirteen years, and saw that she seemed to be very happy now. She was far away from the mundane world, as if she were an immortal in the world, the most passionate person and the most Taoist person. It seems that he has gained some understanding in practice, but in the end he only said those two words:

"Go ahead."

Gentle, quiet, and tolerant, but there is no room for turning around.

There are things mixed together, born innately on the earth. Lonely and lonely, independent and unchangeable, Zhou Xing is not in danger. Can be the mother of the world.

I don’t know whose son he is; I don’t know his name.

The word is "Tao".

Not a seeker.

except its name.

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes, feeling that the joy in his heart after becoming a master gradually calmed down.

The person he saw struck his heart like a hammer, shaking his heart.

Qi Wuhuo slowly exhaled, cupped his hands, saluted, and said:

"Disciple, Xuanwei accepts the order..."

【See】them.

Also [see] yourself.

The young man said to himself.

It is they who refine me, and it is I who save them.

Turning around, the hem of his clothes rose and fell, and Qi Wuhuoyun's sleeves flowed.

Although the eyebrows are childish.

But in the end, it was different from before, with the aura of a three-pointer.

If you refine your mind in this way, you will be majestic and vast at the beginning, the supreme lineage, the purest, the most severe.

Twelve golden immortals are everywhere, with thousands of magic weapons; Ten thousand immortals are vast and majestic, and their magical powers are endless.

But no one dares to say that he can surpass Xuandu alone.

Xuanmen practice is the most painful, difficult and the best.

As such.