I am immortal

When his voice fell, the girl in the mirror obviously stiffened for a moment, and then seemed to be shaking backwards and almost sitting on the ground, making a thumping sound, and then there was the sound of gasping for air after hitting something, the sound of scrambling, and finally There was a crash, and the girl suddenly appeared and came very close:

"Qi Qi Qi... Qi Wuhuo?"

She seemed to have just been surprised when she backed away and bumped into something. There was some dust on her face, but her eyes were bright:

"You learned it?!"

"Did you learn it so quickly?"

"You are indeed a genius!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded, thought for a while, and replied gently: "I should have learned it."

The girl over there seemed to be full of joy and cheered. Just when she was about to speak, ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror. Even if they dispersed, the magic aura disappeared. Qi Wuhuo suddenly felt a wave of ripples. He felt a sense of exhaustion and exhaustion in his vitality and soul, and even the center of his eyebrows felt a faint sting, and he let out a muffled groan.

The mirror fell down and fell into the boy's sleeve.

Qi Wuhuo didn't make much noise, even though the severe pain was tearing his eyebrows apart, after all, others were still sleeping peacefully. It's just a matter of making hand seals and breathing in and out to nourish the soul and cultivate life.

The slight tingling between the eyebrows passed for a while before slowly ending.

Qi Wuzhuo opened his eyes after a long time and said in a calm voice:

"Cultivation...is not enough."

"Cultivation of nature and life, cultivation of both life and life. If the foundation is not enough, even if you can learn thousands of spells and supernatural powers, it will be useless."

Qi Wuhuo said to himself.

Touching the mirror with his fingers, he suddenly said: "But, you should always tell her the situation... to avoid being worried."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes, recalling the scripture just now, and thought thoughtfully: "If a person wants to see an image, he must use his eyes and the aura of his eyes, but since it is a message, it is not necessarily necessary to see the image... "

Qi Wuhuo stared at the piece of scriptures and mantras, considered them carefully, and finally became thoughtful.

"In this case, we only need to use the method of its transformation and this magic weapon."

"Just write the words on it and pass."

Qi Wuhuo circulated his vitality and placed his fingers on the mirror, pulling his vitality and soul to write slowly.

[My current cultivation level is not enough, and I am not able to operate such a method at will, but I am trying to take only the basic operation method of this method and just convey it to you. Before my cultivation level is enough, I may only be able to use this method. comminicate】

[This method is not difficult. I will record the method here. 】

This mirror is extremely mysterious. The writing spins and disappears, and the words turn into light and disappear inside the mirror, and then reach an extremely distant place.

Finally, Qi Wuhuo recorded it and said: "Teacher and I said goodbye today, and I have seen a lot of things."

"Next, it's up to me to walk this road by myself. It's up to me to see the world in my own way."

"When passing by Juyun Mountain, I met many interesting mountain elves. They showed me the way and led me to Fucheng. The mountains after rain will be very beautiful and misty. Speaking of which, I was originally there. , it is also Zhongzhou, but it is snowing, but it is raining here, which is also very mysterious. Those mountain elves talked about many interesting topics."

"They say the flowers bloom brilliantly in spring, and the clouds flow like water through the mountains and rivers in autumn and winter mornings. They will open their mouths and let the clouds pass through the corners of their mouths like threads, and then laugh and play happily together."

"They said their favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If there is a chance, I will buy some for them too..."

Qi Wuhuo paused, feeling that just writing about what he saw and heard was a bit too selfish after all.

His character has always been restrained, so he thought about it and wrote:

"I wonder if you like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"It smells fresh and tastes sweet."

"If you like it, I will bring it to you next time I have the chance to go."

"Best wishes."

"Qi Wuhuo."

Lifting his finger, there seemed to be a faint aura of energy spreading out in the void. Qi Wuhuo grasped it slightly and realized that most of the consumption was actually borne by this mirror. If he only used words, with his current cultivation and Realm, can afford this magical power.

Finally, I casually added a sentence behind the mirror and the spell I wrote.

He has a somewhat juvenile mentality.

——[The cultivation level is very low and I can’t use it as I wish, so I deleted it and created it myself]

——[Qi Wuhuo writes]

Thinking about it, it would be interesting if one day many people would use spells with my name on them.

After waiting for a while, the girl still didn't reply.

Qi Wuhuo had no choice but to put the mirror away.

Meditate with your eyes closed.

Stay peacefully in it.

The surroundings didn't bother him.

The next morning, when the beggars woke up, they stretched themselves out and felt full of energy. The pain caused by the previous experiences seemed to be cleared away. Looking at the sunshine outside, I felt that with such good weather today, something good should happen. My heart changed, and my energy and spirit also changed.

Only then did I realize that what had changed around me was not just the warmth of the sun, but that the Earth Temple had also been cleared away.

Things that had been piled up in confusion have been cleaned.

The debris accumulated in the corner was used to prop up the wall with some gaps, making it much warmer and cleaner.

The beggar wiped his eyes, stood up and opened the door. He saw people coming and going in the world of mortals outside. The young Taoist man fetched a broom from nowhere, swept the floor peacefully, and tidied up the house. The beggar subconsciously laughed and said : "This, this is just an earth temple, and no one is here. No one will thank you for doing this."

The young man replied with a gentle voice: "Don't you live here?"

The beggar paused for a moment. For some reason, he felt speechless.

"Besides, it's also the right thing to do, thanks to the land master, to take him in for a night and sweep the snow in front of his house."

The young Taoist lowered his head and finished sweeping the floor.

I stood up and looked at the statue of the Earth Temple. I saw that no one seemed to have taken care of the statue for a long time. It was covered with cobwebs and covered with dust. The old statue of the Earth God that was originally looking out with a smile also had a more primitive look. The feeling of forgetfulness.

Ruined and lonely.

While Qi Wuhuo was looking at the earth statue, a beggar who had just woken up suddenly yawned. When he stood up, his steps suddenly faltered and he fell directly to the ground. He fainted, causing the rest of the beggars to yawn. He shouted out and rushed forward. Just as he was crying, he heard the young Taoist from before say: "Can you give in a little bit?"

"Let me take a look..."

The beggar leader said: "Do you know medical skills?!"

"Well, I learned it from a gentleman before."

Qi Wuhuo answered, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and asked, "What...do you do for a living?"

The man with a relatively strong bone hesitated for a moment and said: "We have different reasons for settling down. I don't want to say it. For now, I will just work part-time in the city. If there is a place that takes care of food, I can eat." If you don’t have any, you have to go begging for food on the streets. It’s raining and snowing heavily in winter, and it’s been very cold the past few days, so it’s difficult to do any physical work. I originally planned to do some work today..."

Qi Wuhuo said: "So that's it..."

After feeling his pulse, he raised his hand.

"The Qi is weak, the spirit is exhausted, and the body is also a lot weaker."

"It's easy to cure."

The man asked anxiously: "What's wrong with my brother?! Do you have any idea, little Taoist priest? Let's find a solution..."

"There's always a way!"

Qi Wuhuo put his hand into his arms, and then asked the man to stretch out his hand.

The man put five big coins in his palm and said with a smile:

"All you need to do is go out and find a steamed bun seller and buy three or five steaming buns that are freshly out of the pan."

The man held five big coins in his hands: "Ah?!"

The lying beggar said: "I'm so hungry..."

Everyone froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. The man's face turned red, he kicked him and said loudly:

"You scoundrel, you scared me to death!"

Immediately he got up and ran outside, opened the door, and a lively voice rushed in. The world of mortals is bustling, full of worries, but it also seems cute. The young Taoist stood up, his sleeves were flowing, and again I took three sticks of incense, bowed slightly to the statue of the old land, and then burned the incense to express my gratitude for the night's shelter and care.

The man spent all five big coins and bought a lot of steamed buns. He also spent some of his own money to buy a meat bun. He was a little worried, thinking that he was a beggar who got the bun in exchange for it. The Taoist would be disgusted, but when he came back, the young Taoist was gone. His face froze with joy, and he asked those people, but no one noticed when the young Taoist left.

Just grab the steamed buns to eat.

The man was furious: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!"

"Where are the people?!"

Everyone just said they didn’t know.

Only in front of the statue of the earth, there were three pillars of fragrance. The wind kept blowing on those three fragrance trees, and they curled up to the top.

The land smiles at the world ahead.

But the statue was trembling faintly, and there were a few cracks.

In the world of mortals, a young Taoist priest is wearing a blue Taoist robe and carrying a sword box on his back. The warm and cool winter sun falls on the young man's body.

Holding a steamed bun and stuffing it into his mouth, he walked into the world of mortals unhurriedly.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

The young man's side was crowded with people.

A carriage passed him in the opposite direction.

Inside the carriage, an extremely beautiful girl suddenly woke up, her face turned pale, as if she had a nightmare that she couldn't get rid of.

The person sitting in front was a slightly younger young man. He was startled when he saw this, and then a look of concern appeared on his face and he said:

"Did you have that nightmare again?"

"Sister Qiongyu."