I am immortal

It was nightfall, and Qi Wuhuo randomly found a place where he could take shelter from the wind and rain. It was a hay shed on the roadside in the mountains. It was probably built by someone nearby. If there were too much bitter wood and withered grass, there would be no way to move it all at once. Going down the mountain, or the yard at the foot of the mountain is already full, so I have to stay here for the time being. There is a simple shed above, which can provide some protection from the wind and rain, and there are some yellow and soft straw.

The young Taoist took off the sword case and jumped back.

There was a deep, dull sound, with a large font, and he lay down on the straw, squinting his eyes comfortably.

The moonlight was clear and the mountains were quiet. He really liked this feeling.

Exhaling a breath, holding the bird egg in his arms, the young Taoist looked at the moonlight in the sky, thinking about nothing, just quiet, with stars all over the field, and suddenly smiled and said: "Where is the Altair?"

"The moon is getting rounder and rounder..."

He looked at the moonlight.

When the full moon comes, it's time to go find the True Dao Alliance.

He lay on the soft straw, thinking about something, and fell asleep vaguely.

In the mountains, the moonlight and the flowing wind are just a young man, a Taoist and a cultivator.

On the second day, Qi Wuhuo was woken up by the sound of birdsong.

A sparrow landed on his shoulder and pecked the young man's cheek gently. It didn't hurt, or the slight pain was more likely to be a numb and itchy feeling. The young Taoist opened his eyes and said to the sky After staying idle for a while, he stretched out and startled the sparrow that was insisting on pulling his hair. Then he jumped on the branch and scolded the young Taoist.

Qi Wuhuo stood up, washed himself with the clear spring in the mountain, and picked some pine nuts to eat.

Because I had to go to the Mingzhen Taoist League, I had to stay near Zhongzhou Fucheng. After thinking about it, I got up, patted the non-existent dust on my clothes, and went straight to Zhongzhou Fucheng, where I fought with Chaofeng and Jiaotu again. call.

Chaofeng said: "Ah, little Taoist priest, I haven't been here for so long, I thought you were suffering from laziness and couldn't get up from lying down!"

Jiao Tu said: "Ignore him, he has a bad mouth."

"It's just that you haven't come for a long time and he misses you so much. He has been whispering to me every day for the past few days about little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest, why doesn't the little Taoist priest come? It's annoying him to death."

Chaofeng was furious: "What nonsense! You obviously talk a lot!"

Jiao Tu was furious: "You're talking nonsense! You've said it a full eight hundred times!"

"Then you said it one thousand eight hundred times!"

"Two thousand eighty for you!"

"Then you have three thousand eighty!"

The spirits of the two sculptures began to quarrel again. In broad daylight, they were more interesting than this mortal world. During the quarrel, they did not forget to take some time to chat with the young Taoist. Knowing that he was here for a short stay, Xiao Feng said: " Then you should go to the northwest, there is a Taoist temple there, and there is only an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest in the Taoist temple."

"Although there are some other monk temples and Taoist temples in the city, they are all with foggy eyes and muddy spirits."

"If you don't recognize us, then you certainly can't recognize you."

The young Taoist thanked him and left.

Chaofeng said loudly: "Little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest."

"You look more like a real person than you did a few days ago!"

"You have to work harder!"

The young Taoist laughed, thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and made a fist and waved it.

Then he made a spell and blended into the crowd and walked into the city. What he saw in front of him was really dazzling, especially the [Nine Eyes Bridge] on the left and right, the pedestrians coming and going, the vendors selling snacks, the hot air The smell was the same as that of the mountains. The young Taoist couldn't help but took out a copper coin, an oil cake, and a bowl of gruel.

There are also water knots cut into thin strips, sprinkled with red spicy oil and mixed with rice to make a steaming meal.

The young Taoist watched the people coming and going, and slowly walked to the northwest of the city. Sure enough, he found the Taoist temple under an old tree. The plaque of the Taoist temple was written in sharp handwriting with the three characters "Lian Yang Temple" , but it seemed to have been weathered and had many spots. Qi Wuzhuo knocked on the door of the Taoist temple, and a delicate-looking little Taoist priest came out.

Ask him why he's here and invite him in.

Originally, even when registering at a Taoist temple, one had to read the documents, but the old Taoist only glanced at the young Taoist and said in admiration:

"You have all three talents, it is a rare Taoist orthodoxy..."

"You may not have any innate Qi, but your Yuan Shen Qi is much stronger than that of me."

"It's fellow Taoist, please come in."

So Qi Wuhuo temporarily settled in this Taoist temple.

There is only one old Taoist priest and a small Taoist priest in the Taoist temple. Except for the Sanqing Hall, there are Tianwang Hall on the left and right, and there is also a building.

The building is two stories high, and there is a sword hanging under the plaque.

The young Taoist helped sweep every day, but he never went up to the building because the building was always locked. The old Taoist once explained with a smile: "This building is called [Lu Zu Tower]. The ancestors of our lineage once received a This pavilion was left behind due to the advice of an immortal named Lu, and it cannot be opened unless Mr. Lu Zu comes."

When the young Taoist asked the immortal named Lu, the old Taoist just shook his head and said:

"It's been so long that I don't even remember it."

"It would be better to say that I was not even born at that time, and my ancestor's ancestor was still a young Taoist priest."

"How can we know?"

So Qi Wuhuo had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and slight speculations.

After Tantai Xuan stole the badge of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, he fled to Zhongzhou and committed many of the things near Fucheng. The young Taoist spent these days searching for this man who had left behind him day by day. The family members of the person who made the last wish will then pass on the regrets and wishes. If the person is far away, it is often necessary to use escape techniques to move forward.

Leave at sunrise and come back at dusk.

The little Taoist priest at Lianyang Temple was curious.

The old Taoist priest is not curious.

But he also called the little Taoist Mo Duowen.

Another day when Qi Wuhuo came back, it was already sunset and he was hungry, but the vendors had all stopped. When he asked, the old man pushing a cart selling knickknacks next to him said, "He, I don't know." Why, I must have caught a cold, and I couldn’t stop coughing. I didn’t want to make others sick, so I had to rest at home.”

"Hey, little Taoist priest, you should also pay attention."

"I don't know what happened recently."

"More and more people are getting sick."

He also coughed a few times, picked up a five-color silk thread and said, "This is used to ward off evil spirits. Do you want one for the little Taoist priest?"

Qi Wuhuo declined.

It is true that during this period, the number of people feeling sick has gradually increased.

The young Taoist had no choice but to endure his hunger and walk back. However, at the corner of the intersection, he saw the young Taoist from Lianyang Temple. The latter also spotted Qi Wuhuo and waved his hand: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, here, it's here!"

All Taoist practitioners in the world are disciples of Taoist ancestors. When they meet each other on the Taoist road, they just call each other Taoist friends.

It was just that the old Taoist priest had an equal relationship with Qi Wuhuo.

Therefore, the young Taoist priest had no choice but to call him Master Qi, and because he felt that the young Taoist priest was just a few years older than him and seemed to be a generation younger, he was a little unhappy. The old Taoist priest bought a candied haws and coaxed him for half an afternoon. Then he obeyed obediently and honestly called the young Taoist Master, and later he got used to it.

Everyone else looked sideways.

Qi Wuhuo walked over and saw that it was a porridge shop.

The inside was not gruel, but a very thick one. The young Taoist just smelled it and smelled a lot of medicinal materials.

It can strengthen the body and exorcise evil spirits.

There was a young man in rich clothes directing the porridge soup, but he was quite enthusiastic.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin waited in line for a long time. When he saw Qi Wuhuo coming, he came out and lined up with him at the back.

"Ah, Taoist Priest, it's you."

Suddenly there was a sound.

Qi Wuhuo turned around and saw a few big men. They were the beggars who lived in the Earth Temple when he first came to Zhongzhou Fucheng. They were wearing quite clean clothes at the moment. They had obviously found jobs and had come. Looking for a good meal here, several people thanked them and said with a smile: "Fortunately, there is not much rain this year. We can avoid the cold for a few days, and we can go out to work earlier."

"But I haven't been paid yet, so this meal of porridge is really timely."

"This medicinal porridge warms the body and makes people feel much better."

"Go to the cold."

A few people were chatting, and when they came closer, the young man in brocade clothes gave Qi Wuzhuo a bowl of porridge. Qi Wuzhuo's eyes were slightly surprised, but he recognized the young man, thanked him, walked to the side, and talked to him. Feeling happy, the little Taoist walked to the Taoist temple together. The little Taoist was shaky and liked the meat porridge very much.

Because you don’t have to wash rice yourself!

In this way, you can spend more time under the pine trees and look at the ants.

The young Taoist asked with a smile: "Does the porridge taste good?"

"Um!"

"A cultivator must not know medicine. If you don't know medicine, you can't practice. So, let me test you. How many medicinal materials are there?"

So the little Taoist priest Ming Xin felt confused.

"What are the uses of these medicinal materials?"

Ming Xin felt like she was about to cry: "Can you recognize it after taking a bite of porridge?"

The young Taoist smiled slightly, handed over a candy, stuffed it into Ming Xin's mouth, stopped the little Taoist's tears, and then slowly explained the contents of the medicinal porridge, saying: "It's because I know this prescription. , I thought I was the only one in the world who knew this recipe, but I underestimated others, sir, if he can create it, others will naturally be able to create it too."

"Is this prescription very powerful?"

"It's very powerful. My husband calls it [Ping Feng Powder]. I don't know what the doctor who wrote this recipe and made it into meat porridge named it."

"Probably wouldn't be this fun."

"Even if it's the same thing, different people have different names."

Mingxin asked curiously: "Why is it called Pingfensan?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "The name [Ping Feng Powder] means that it uses the invisible medicinal power to turn into an invisible jade screen in front of the person, resisting the entry of evil and disease qi into the body, just enough to strengthen the righteousness, but not to Biased, allowing those with weaker bodies to absorb the power of medicine. Zhongzhengpinghe is easy to say, but it is difficult to be a human being or practice medicine. "

Ming Xin nodded and said, "It's not like what someone of your age, uncle, would say."

The young Taoist touched his head and replied gently: "The person who taught me medical skills told me so."

Mingxin asked curiously: "But does Master Qi know that person just now?"

"You seem to be thinking about it all the time."

Qi Wuhuo said, "Yes, I know you."

It was in a dream.

When the current emperor ascended the throne five years ago, he defeated his elder brother in a battle and used his youth to defeat his elders in order to seize the legitimate son. The young man just now was the son of the man who failed to seize the legitimate son. Qi Wuhuo vaguely remembered that this young man was in his The second oldest child in the family, he still had an older sister, two younger brothers, and a younger sister. After his father failed, he was named the county king, and then he declined and died soon after.

The title of county king was inherited by the child.

Soon, the younger brother of the young county king had an accident first. His galloping horse fell into the lake and died.

Then there is the elder sister who is recorded as "intelligent and cold-blooded, decisive, and knowledgeable about political affairs. Whenever she talks to her father, she laments that she is not a man."

This sister seemed to have been poisoned.

After all, it was a royal scandal, but what made Qi Wuhuo confused was, had this young man ever been to Zhongzhou?

In Huang Liang Yimeng's memory of Qi Wuhuo, the man who was later named the county king seemed to have made some moves at first, causing waves to remain; but after his eldest sister was poisoned in the capital, he was trapped in Zhongzhou. , although he seems to have great ambitions, he is unable to do anything about it. Every more than a month, he and the current emperor perform a drama of loving relatives and filial piety to win the hearts of scholars all over the world?

Why are you here?

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Qi Wuhuo suppressed his curiosity and returned to the Taoist temple with the little Taoist priest Mingxin. They cleaned and tidied up and slept in the scripture pavilion. While meditating at night, he suddenly felt a change in his vitality. The bronze mirror had been separated for so many days. , finally lit up again, and Qi Wuhuo saw the girl again, but today she was wearing white clothes and green clothes.

The black hair on her head was tied up with a light rose-colored hairband. It was as elegant and free as a green lotus flower in the pond. However, her face looked a little anxious, and she said hurriedly:

"Wu Huo, Uncle Niu 'went out' before, and now he's back."

"It's just that there are some, some things that are not quite right..."

"Dad is not here."

"Doubu and Lei Mansion have issued edicts. My father went to Doubu to order the generals. I am the only one at home, and no one else knows what to do..."

Yun Qin murmured, and soon, Qi Wuhuo knew what "not a big rival" meant. The girl stretched out her hand and pulled the old scalper to the side. The old scalper turned into a human body, and he was Youzai. The one who floated over carelessly was also sitting on the lotus platform, with his hands forming the fearless seal of the three realms, and his face full of desire, looking like the Buddha statue in the temple.

A big light behind the head.

Very eye-catching.

Yunqin stretched out his finger and poked it. It could be passed through.

"What should we do? Now Uncle Niu has become like this."

The girl cried sadly.

He poked and prodded while crying.

Lao Niu sat on the lotus platform, his eyes turned into the slender and large soft arc of the Buddha statue in the temple, a little red light between his eyebrows, and said:

"Amitabha, the true nature is not the true nature, so why are you so persistent?"

The young Taoist said many things and tried many methods. The old cow sat on the lotus platform with the light behind its head like a Bodhisattva.

The kind-hearted person is like the statue on the lotus platform.

The name is the Great Powerful Ox King Bodhisattva.

Finally, the young Taoist thought deeply, stretched out a finger, and said:

"Uncle Niu."

"I wrote the second article of the previous article [Seven Tips]!"

Then the expression of the 'Mighty Ox King Bodhisattva', with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, suddenly froze.

PS:

Jade Ping Feng Powder was created by Wei Yilin, a physician in the Yuan Dynasty