I rely on length to cultivate immortality

Li Xiuchang really didn't know what a six or seven-year-old child who wasn't very smart could do.

He was lucky if he could take care of himself and didn't need anyone to take care of him.

So he casually asked Yang Hao what he could do.

He didn't expect to get such an answer.

Can he count?

Although he had just met Yang Hao, he had heard about this child's "stupidity".

"You can't just count quickly, but not whether it's correct or not, right?" Li Xiuchang thought to himself.

However, he still randomly asked a few questions to test Yang Hao, and he didn't expect that the child really got all the answers right!

And they were all answered quickly!

This is not stupid... Li Xiuchang secretly wondered, if this is stupid, then what is smart?

Anyway, in his previous life, let alone six years old, even sixteen years old, twenty-six years old, he didn't have this kind of calculation ability.

Even if he was a little bit bad at recognizing words, it can't be called stupid, at most it's a serious bias.

Li Xiuchang didn't believe it, took Yang Hao upstairs, gave him paper and pen, and asked: "Can you write your own name?"

Yang Hao shook his head honestly.

"Then I'll teach you."

Yang Hao nodded. Although countless people had tried to teach him to write his name before and all failed, the village chief told him to listen to Senior Brother Li, so he still did it obediently.

"Write your last name 'Yang' first. Forget it. Start writing from the wood radical. Write this 'wood' first..."

Li Xiuchang wrote it once and asked him to copy it.

Yang Hao copied it after copying it. Although the handwriting was crooked, it was still recognizable.

"Isn't it written well?" Li Xiuchang encouraged him, replaced a piece of white paper, and asked him to write the word "wood" again.

As a result, he held the pen for a long time and didn't dare to write it.

"What's wrong? Forgot?"

Yang Hao nodded honestly.

"Can't remember a single stroke?"

Yang Hao nodded again.

Li Xiuchang wrote another "木" character on the white paper and asked, "What is this character?"

Yang Hao shook his head honestly: "I don't know it."

Although he guessed that this should be the "木" character that Senior Brother Li had just taught him, this was based on guessing, not recognition.

The village chief told him that Senior Brother Li was his great benefactor and he couldn't lie to Senior Brother Li.

So if he couldn't recognize it, he couldn't recognize it. He didn't guess blindly.

Li Xiuchang took a deep breath and felt powerless in his heart.

Yang Hao is not stupid, but just too kind?

No, he is really stupid!

So many elders and the supreme elders of the Xianchen Sect have tried, but they have not succeeded in teaching Yang Hao to read. Li Xiuchang knew that if he continued to try, it would probably be a waste of time.

So he gave up temporarily and asked, "Since you can count, can you tell the difference between the spirit stones?"

"Yes." Yang Hao didn't talk much. He was the kind of dull and honest child.

"Since you can count and tell the spirit stones apart, you should be responsible for collecting money."

Li Xiuchang thought about it and arranged a cashier job for Yang Hao. With Xiao Zhu watching over him, there would be basically no trouble.

Besides, there are two other employees in the store who work in shifts, and they don't actually work for a few hours a day.

He didn't have to arrange something for Yang Hao, but Yang Hao couldn't read or practice, and it was not a good thing for him to be idle all day, so he might as well arrange something for him.

"By the way, there is another small thing, you can do it by the way."

Li Xiuchang took Yang Hao to his original office, which is now dedicated to the worship of the three Taoist ancestors.

He said: "In the future, you will help me change the incense every day. Once the incense in the incense burner is about to burn out, light a new one immediately."

"Okay." Yang Hao nodded seriously and kept it in mind.

Seeing that there was not much incense left in the incense burner, Li Xiuchang said, "Let's change it now. I'll teach you if there's anything you don't know."

Under Li Xiuchang's instructions, Yang Hao took three incense sticks and lit them. He first came to the statue of Guantian Daozu, which was closest to him, and inserted three incense sticks and bowed.

Then he came to the statue of Minzhong Daozu, which was farthest from him, and burned incense.

Finally, he came to the statue of Wenxin Daozu.

When he inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner in front of the Wenxin Daozu statue, something strange happened!

Purple smoke rose from the incense burner, and all the wisps were immersed in the Wenxin Daozu statue.

Moreover, the three incense sticks burned faster and burned up in a blink of an eye.

Li Xiuchang looked at this scene and felt familiar.

At the Wentian ceremony, the incense he offered to the three Daozu was also like this, and it burned out quickly, proving that the three Daozu recognized and favored him.

But there was no purple smoke.

Does this mean that Wenxin Daozu recognized Yang Hao very much?

"This little guy's physique is really amazing. He is friendly to the Dao, to the spiritual energy, and now even to the Dao Ancestor. It's a pity that he can't practice."

"But he is still a little worse than me. I am taken care of by three Dao Ancestors, and he only has one..."

Yang Hao was obviously a little confused. He looked at the three incense sticks that had burned out, and then looked at Li Xiuchang, not knowing what to do.

The incense is burned out. Should I continue to light it?

What if it burns out instantly after I light it?

Li Xiuchang pondered and said, "Try to light three more incense sticks."

Yang Hao lit three more incense sticks as he said.

The result was that the three incense sticks still burned out quickly.

"Come again!" Li Xiuchang ordered.

He didn't believe it. Could the Dao Ancestor Wenxin always steal his incense?

The three incense sticks that Yang Hao lit for the third time were also burned out quickly, which surprised Li Xiuchang. It seemed that the Dao Ancestor Wenxin valued Yang Hao a lot.

So there was another fourth incense burning. Li Xiuchang didn't believe that the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin was so idle. If the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin kept absorbing the incense quickly, he would let Yang Hao keep burning incense to see whether Yang Hao would die of exhaustion first or the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin would get annoyed.

Fortunately, there was no abnormality in the fourth incense burning. The three incense sticks were firmly inserted into the incense burner and burned at a normal speed.

Yang Hao burned incense three times in a row, and a total of nine incense sticks were eaten by the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin.

Li Xiuchang noticed that Yang Hao's expression was a little strange, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and there was a bit of confusion on his little face.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiuchang's heart moved slightly, and he asked hurriedly.

"Someone is talking in my head." He said.

"What did he say?"

"He said he would teach me a technique."

"Hurry up, write it down, and tell me if you can't remember it!"

"I have forgotten..."

Li Xiuchang slapped his thigh in regret.

This is the Taoist Ancestor's technique!

Daozu Wenxin was a very particular person. He did not receive all the incense in vain. He actually passed on the method to Yang Hao directly.

But Yang Hao could not help but forget it after reading it!

"Pray to Daozu Wenxin twice more and burn a few more incense sticks to see if Daozu can write the method on paper and pass it to him."

"Okay."

Li Xiuchang said this half-jokingly, but he did not expect Yang Hao to do it in a serious manner. Not only did he burn incense again, he also bowed three times to the statue and asked Daozu to write the method on paper.

"This kid is really sincere." Li Xiuchang saw that Yang Hao was a simple-minded person.

But he did not expect that Yang Hao's request would really work!

Daozu Wenxin certainly did not really write the method on paper and pass it to him, but according to Yang Hao, a method slipped through his mind...

Li Xiuchang guessed that it should be a method similar to the secret method of teaching, and the method was passed on to Yang Hao.

Unfortunately, even the secret method of teaching could not infuse knowledge into Yang Hao's simple mind.

The technique passed through his mind like a passer-by, without leaving any trace.

"I told you, let Daozu write it on paper, and everything else is useless."

However, Li Xiuchang also saw that Daozu Wenxin really loved Yang Hao and was willing to give him a second chance.

So he might as well take advantage of his favor and ask Daozu Wenxin for the technique again.

Li Xiuchang asked Yang Hao to burn incense and kowtow to Daozu Wenxin again, asking for the paper technique.

But after burning incense this time, Yang Hao's little face looked a little aggrieved.

This child can't hide his heart, and his emotions are written on his face.

"What's wrong? Daozu ignored you this time?" Li Xiuchang thought that it was normal for Daozu to ignore you, and it can't be repeated again and again. Daozu's patience is also limited.

"I did."

"Didn't pass on the technique to you?"

"No."

"Then what did he say?"

"He called me stupid."

Li Xiuchang wanted to laugh a little, but in order to take care of Yang Hao's face, he held back.

"Forget it, if you can't remember it, don't force it. From now on, I'll leave the incense burning to you. Maybe one day when Daozu Wentian is in a good mood, he will give you the paper version of the technique."

In fact, even if there is a paper version of the technique, Yang Hao can't learn it, but Li Xiuchang is very curious about what the technique Daozu uses is like.

After settling Yang Hao down, Li Xiuchang told Xiao Zhu to take better care of him, and then he didn't care about it anymore.

On the contrary, several neighbors were very interested in Yang Hao. They didn't believe that there was such a stupid child in the world, so they went to Danxianglou to visit little Yang Hao.

After they came into contact with Yang Hao, they all had the same feeling as Li Xiuchang, that is, Yang Hao was not stupid.

He was very sensible, good at arithmetic, and had lived in Danxianglou for a few days. As a six-year-old child, he could basically take care of himself and didn't need adult care.

This was already very smart among children of the same age.

But he seemed to be extremely insensitive to all things related to writing and even cultivation.

He can't read books, can't read and write, can't memorize articles or any other long-winded things.

Even if you read the cultivation method to him word by word and ask him to memorize it, he can't remember it.

And just like doing reading comprehension, it's not just about remembering, but also understanding. Understanding the method is also a big problem for him.

Even if you put aside the method and teach him the simplest route of practicing, he can't remember it.

After observing him, the brothers and sisters all agreed that he was not stupid, but it seemed that some innate characteristics, such as interference from fate, made him insulated from these things.

Chen Changsheng said: "At first I thought it was a curse, but after observation I didn't find any traces. It can only be innate. He can't practice cultivation."

Li Xiuchang was puzzled: "How can it be so hard for someone? God gave him such a good talent for cultivation, but he didn't let him practice?"

Motu said: "It's not that he can't practice. In essence, it just makes him unable to master the cultivation techniques we know. If we can find a way to practice without techniques, maybe we can try it."

"How to practice without techniques?" Zhang Wanzhi said helplessly, "I tried all the Buddhist techniques and magic techniques, and he couldn't remember any of them. It's a pity for this kid."

Li Xiuchang looked at Gui Wuyan who didn't say a word and asked: "Brother Gui, do you know what's going on with him?"

When encountering such a thing, Li Xiuchang didn't believe that Gui Wuyan would not be curious.

Once he was curious, Gui Wuyan would definitely be tempted and couldn't help but tell a fortune.

The words above Gui Wuyan's head appeared: "Not enough life."

Succinct and to the point, a sentence explained a lot of information.

Gui Wuyan is not uncurious or unwilling to calculate, but his life span is not enough.

This shows that Yang Hao does have a problem, and it is not a small problem!

Gui Wuyan now has a life span of several hundred years, which is not enough to calculate.

Li Xiuchang asked tentatively: "How much life span do you need?"

Gui Wuyan said: "I don't know, I will know after calculating, and I may not be able to calculate all the life spans."

"Then... I will give you the Wanshou Pill, and you can calculate it?"

Sure enough, you still have the Wanshou Pill... The eyes of other brothers and sisters immediately focused on Li Xiuchang.

"I purchased a lot of it in bulk last time, and there are still a lot left." Li Xiuchang also lied with his eyes open, not feeling guilty at all.

Gui Wuyan would naturally not refuse Li Xiuchang's opinion.

So, Li Xiuchang took out a large piece of "Wanshou Cake", which weighed more than ten pounds and was green like a bronze ingot.

He directly handed the Wanshou Cake to Brother Gui.

Gui Wuyan grabbed the longevity cake and ate it like a steamed bun, but he didn't even chew it and swallowed it in three or two bites.

This refreshed Gui Wuyan, and his head turned black instantly, and he had an extra 10,000 years of life!

"Fantastic!"

A red festive font appeared on his head.

"Quickly calculate it." Zhang Wanzhi urged, and his curiosity was not weak.

Gui Wuyan made a big show this time. He first took out three copper coins that looked very old, and then took out the golden abacus. After a while of calculation, it seemed that the progress was not smooth, so he borrowed Chen Changsheng's basalt.

From the beginning, Gui Wuyan frowned.

However, the black hair on his head has been turning white at a fast speed, indicating that the divination is not without progress.

Until the end, his black hair on his head turned two thousand white instantly, but he still frowned.

"What did you calculate?"

Seeing that Gui Wuyan still had about 10,000 black hairs on his head, everyone didn't hesitate to ask directly about the result of the divination.

Gui Wuyan sighed, and words appeared above his head: "There is nothing wrong with him. He has a clean background. He is just an ordinary mortal. Apart from his excellent qualifications, he has no secrets.

"His abnormalities are all innate. Since there is no problem in this life, then the problem can only come from the previous life. However, calculating the previous life is more than ten times more difficult than this life!"

Reincarnation has already cut off the past life and is a new person. If you want to investigate the past life again, you will naturally face many obstacles, and the way of heaven will not allow it.

Therefore, the difficulty and cost of predicting the past life are geometrically multiplied.

"At present, it can be confirmed that his previous life should be extraordinary. He may be the reincarnation of a great man, but he does not carry the memory of the previous life."

"However, without memory, it is difficult to escape the cause and effect. The reincarnation of such a great man cannot be regarded as an ordinary person, and it is difficult to completely cut off the cause and effect of the previous life."

Li Xiuchang was stunned, and suddenly thought of the care of the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin for Yang Hao. Was it because the Taoist Ancestor Wenxin knew Yang Hao in his previous life?