I am immortal

The sun was rising and the moon was setting. Although the old man was worried about Qi Wuhuo, the young Taoist locked the door of the woodshed directly. The old man wanted to call a few young people in the village to open the door, but he was worried about the young Taoist. If you say it's nothing and disturb him by doing this, wouldn't you mean to do something bad with good intentions?

I was worried for a while.

I had to wait outside.

Unexpectedly, at night, it started to rain again. Winter rain is the most distressing. The cold erodes the muscles and bones. Even if you wear cotton-padded clothes, you can't withstand it. Young people feel uncomfortable outside, let alone an old man. His family persuaded him to go back, so they had to wait until the morning of the next day to see the young Taoist.

If he hadn't come out by then, he would have to open the door no matter what, so that the young man wouldn't get sick and fall there.

Now it is the end of the month, and only the crescent moon is left in the sky. Threads of black clouds have gathered to cover up the full moon. The rain is pouring down, falling in the village. It has a special feeling of tranquility, a scene of smoke and cold water. , even if you hold up a light, you can't see far away.

The old man looked outside and sighed: "The woodshed is leaking very much. The little Taoist priest is in it, so don't let it get damaged by the rain."

After thinking for a while, he said to the two sons next to him:

"Please prepare two pieces of clean clothes and come with me to see them tomorrow."

The two sons agreed and went down to prepare. The old man looked out the window and was stunned by the sound of rain. He didn't know what he thought of.

And in the woodshed.

But it was not as cold and damp as the old man had guessed. Rainwater leaked from above but never fell to the ground.

Waves of lingering white breath flowed and changed here, like clouds, but extremely hot. When the rain fell, in the blink of an eye, it had been transpired and turned into steam, mixing here and surrounding the young Taoist. , on the contrary, it made the young Taoist become more and more detached, but his face was pale and seemed to be in pain, but even so, his breathing was still smooth and steady.

Control Qi with God.

The energy accumulated through meditation that year was quickly controlled.

The huge Yuan Shen made the flow of vitality extremely calm and stable. After this meditation, when Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes again, some sunlight fell on the young man through the gap in the woodshed, and he could hear the chirping of birds in the early morning. The air was moist and slightly cold. The young man exhaled and shook his body slightly to stand up.

When I opened the door, the sunshine was warm, and the birds on the trees nearby were frightened and flew up.

The branches swayed, and a little water fell. The young man reached out his hand just in time to catch the drop of water in his palm.

It made Qi Wuhuo feel a little chilled.

"Good rain..."

He looked around and felt that everything he saw became extremely brand new, as if it was usually covered with dust, but now it was just washed away. After Huang Liang Yimeng, the soul with extraordinary foundation finally had a A feeling of stability, unlike in the past, where the vitality and essence could not support the soul, but seemed top-heavy.

Qi Wuhuo clenched his fist and felt the power of Yuan Jing.

When exhaling and inhaling, the Qi machine circulates and can circulate around the body on its own.

【Three Talents】.

The most important foundation of Xuanmen authenticity is that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and ends with arrival.

Qi Wuhuo breathed out slowly, feeling the liveliness and joy of his own spirit.

Like a person who has been hungry all his life and finally gets a full meal.

There was also a hint of curiosity in my heart.

The foundation of his soul comes from Huang Liang Yi Meng's seventy-year Spring and Autumn Period Bu Mei nature, which is no worse than the innate Yi Qi level.

Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing are the basic levels of ordinary people.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult for him to practice cultivation and follow the authentic path of Xuanmen.

The teachers all stated that it takes a full fifty years of hard work to achieve the [Three Talents].

If you just meditate for a year, how can your vitality keep up with the foundation and attainments of your soul?

Which river is the problem?

Qi Wuhuo already had a vague guess in his mind, but he did not pursue the answer persistently. At this moment, his spirit was lively and had not yet calmed down. Just like the world washed by a rain, it seemed that everything was much clearer and cleaner. The young Taoist was happy and saw On the road ahead, it was still early in the day, and there were already two or three urchins in cotton-padded clothes running around and playing.

Or jump into the water, step in the puddle and let the water splash out.

Even though my cotton-padded clothes were dirty, I was still laughing and playing happily.

They also held a branch and played with each other pretending to be swordsmen.

The young Taoist looked at them as if he remembered that he was like this six years ago... no, seven years ago.

In just seven years, it feels like a lifetime ago.

The children joked and left.

The Taoist smiled and turned around.

There were no distracting thoughts in his mind. He stretched his muscles and meditated all night. After all, he was a little tired. Seeing the children making gestures with branches, the young Taoist became playful in his heart. He leaned down and picked up a dead branch, and brushed it with the fingers of his left hand. The branch's vitality circulated, and the forks and twigs on it all fell down, turning into a straight and smooth branch.

With a casual shake of his hand, the rainwater on the branches was scattered. He raised his hand and waved it twice, but it did not throw away the swordsmanship in Huang Liang's dream, but it was an ordinary swordsmanship after all.

Suddenly I thought of the farewell gift given by Senior Sister Yumiao.

Wherever the mind moves, there is a burning feeling between the eyebrows, as if a scroll appears in front of the eyes, with four cloud and seal characters on it.

[Hunyuan Sword Code].

When I was young, my senior sister was the most arrogant about the self-created [classic] level technique. With a sword in her hand, she claimed that she would point directly to the Hunyuan realm.

Qi Wuhuo thought of the senior sister who once made it to heaven and needed the help of one of the thirty-six thunder generals. He thought that she was trapped in love and could not escape from enlightenment. He had some feelings in his heart. The jade book slowly opened. The text emerged, which is the general outline of this volume of exercises created by Senior Sister Yumiao——

[A swordsman in this world has a clear eye, a clear hand, a clear mind, and he claims to have mastered the art of swordsmanship]

[A practitioner has luck on the sword, coming and going like flying. He casts spells and calls himself the Sword Immortal]

This seemed to be referring to the difference between a human swordsman and an earthly swordsman, but then there were several big characters in a row.

Strong character.

【pity! ridiculous! What a shame! Pitiful! 】

[As far as the swords learned in modern times are concerned, those who dance with them are like the fur in the fur, the most superficial and the most despicable! 】

[My name is Yumiao. I will establish my swordsmanship here. I can prove the Tao of Hunyuan and become the ancestor of a sect of swordsmen! 】

The youthful spirit rushed to his face.

Qi Wuhuo saw that the words after my nickname were blurry and seemed to be the word Yumiao, but they didn't seem to exist.

I also understand that I am afraid that I only know what these two words are because I have Senior Sister Yumiao's jade slip. But looking at these words at this moment, I seem to see the high-spirited Senior Sister Yumiao when she was young, holding a Qingfeng, With his eyes full of energy, he was sitting in front of him, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, stroking the green edge of his hand, and talking about the art of swordsmanship.

[If you learn to form the sword on the outside, then the sword energy will be prepared on the inside. Then you will have control over your body and mind. 】

[The one with sword energy is Gang Qi! Refining swords should not be preceded by refining Qi. The first step in refining Qi is to preserve the spirit. 】

[When swallowing the Dou and holding the Gang, using water and fire to harmonize Kanli, the wonder lies in the Yang God. The three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi move toward the Yuan. This is how you enter the Tao with the sword. 】

[This sword is not for killing, it is my opportunity to enter the Tao, a tool for attaining Tao! 】

[Those who do not have this intention will not be able to return to the original state through swordsmanship and achieve the realm of Hunyuan]

Qi Wuhuo saw the following lines of text. Sword training lies on the outside, while running and cultivating the road inside. There is no doubt that after being taught by the old man, he calmly walked out on his own path. His swordsmanship is higher than ordinary swordsmanship. Taoist martial arts and swordsmanship coexist, and practicing swordsmanship can theoretically reach the realm of gods.

And such a sword canon was written by Senior Sister Yumiao herself, which shows her talent.

Qi Wuhuo saw the last paragraph of the general outline.

[Swordsmanship, its purpose is to eliminate disasters and cut off the water, to draw the ground to form a river; to cut off the seven emotions, cut off the six desires and destroy the ordinary mind! 】

[Xuan Neng is so wonderful that it flies around without a trace, making clouds and rain, like tigers and dragons, changing unpredictably, and turning around endlessly. 】

[Kill the evil party in the world and kill the ghosts in the underground! 】

[It can avoid the disasters of water and fire, and it will not be drowned and burned; it can resolve the chaos of swords and soldiers, and it will be as if it is not seen. 】

Qi Wuhuo looked at that line of text and said: "Cut off the seven emotions, cut off the six desires and eliminate the ordinary heart..."

Thinking of the girl's gentle reply: "It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to."

Recalling this sentence at this time, it seems to have a deeper meaning.

Qi Wuhuo originally had the foundation of swordsmanship in Huang Liang's dream. Now that he had obtained the manuscript of the sword manual from his senior sister, he naturally wanted to give it a try. As he was pondering over it, his spirit suddenly felt stagnant, and the mountain god's seal was also faintly stimulated. For some reason, Qi Wuhuo felt like he was being watched.

The volume of "Hunyuan Sword Code" between his eyebrows lit up slightly.

Qi Wuhuo was thinking about the sword moves by himself. He took advantage of the situation and recited the moves, and said "cut" in his mouth.

The backhand sword has been slashed in the direction of perception and earth veins.

In the Hunyuan Sword Code, the sword marks left by Yu Miao lit up for a moment, and then returned to their original appearance.

……………………

In the earth temple.

Mr. Lingmiao was doing divination at the moment. When he first tried to do the calculation, he didn't think it was a heel, but it made Mr. Lingmiao feel a little nervous.

‘Could he be a true cultivator with a background as a heel and a master? ’

But then I thought, maybe the origin involves some existence such as the True Lord, so I can't be counted as a follower.

In this case, you might as well calculate the whereabouts, and the calculation of its whereabouts will be smooth.

Only then did my heart calm down a little.

With the help of the power of the earthly beast, he used the method passed down by the Supreme Being, so it would be extremely difficult for others to notice.

The incense ash and incense he twisted in his hand merged and turned into the back of a young Taoist priest. Many people looked at him. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe and tied his hair with a wooden hairpin. His temperament was naturally gentle, because it was transformed by the smoke and enveloped by cloud sleeves. Yunxia, ​​on the other hand, has the ethereal aura of Qingjun from the Immortal Family.

Lingmiao Gong stroked his beard and murmured: "But he thought wrong, or he is someone who has a heel but the master doesn't care."

I was about to take a closer look.

The young Taoist broke a branch and twisted it.

Many people were just curious: "Why did you break a branch?"

However, he saw that the young Taoist did not turn around, but slashed back with his sword. The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and it seemed normal, but the ground suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

Zheng! ! !

The miraculous man who used the earth's veins and the Supreme Dharma's divination suddenly opened his beard and hair.

I just felt like my hairs were all aroused, standing on end.

There seemed to be sharp edges exploding in the earth veins.

The next moment, the boy's plain and gentle voice was recorded along with the flow of the earth's veins.

"cut."

The newly plucked branches swept across.

The smoke gathered and swept across like a sword.

It seemed as if the white light was as bright as a sword.

I have a sword like a dragon. I hide it in the box and make a long chant.

After a few breaths, the extremely fierce and domineering sword intention slowly dispersed, and many people could see things in front of them.

What you see before your eyes.

Lingmiao Gong's bun was chopped off, the broken hair fell down, the incense burner was broken, and the image of the young Taoist slowly dispersed.

Because he was cutting the sword with his backhand, his sleeves and robe were hanging down.

So the young Taoist swept his sleeves.

Then the smoke dissipated.

Only that plain low chant seemed to be accompanied by the sound of the sword, and it lasted for a long time, echoing in the ears of everyone everywhere.

"Nothing is constant."

PS:

The sword technique comes from the "Hunyuan Sword Classic". The author is Bi Kun, a swordsman named Yunlong, who was a swordsman in the chaotic times of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.

Currently circulating is the Qing Dynasty burning version.