The evil cultivation of immortality, starting from an apprentice in a medicine shop

Fairy Yunrou and Monk Vacuum were stunned for a moment, feeling shocked in their hearts.

They have known "Qingwei layman" for more than a year.

On weekdays, I didn't see Qingwei using any magical powers.

On the contrary, Qingwei looked like she was new to the world of cultivation and didn't know many common sense about cultivation.

In the early days, the two of them had to give him guidance.

In their eyes, Qingwei must have had few magical powers to protect the Tao, so they were cautious and never looked for immortality.

The two of them also quite approve of Qingwei's prudent approach.

If you are not good at protecting the Tao with magical powers, you have to be patient and practice.

This is the broad road.

However, the scene now was far beyond their expectations.

The two of them had personally experienced the evil magic of "Master Lou", and it was very evil.

Even though they are successful in their Taoist practice and their own character cultivation is not bad, they can at best suppress the evil thoughts growing in their hearts, but they are helpless to break the situation.

However, Qingwei cracked it easily and solved the "transformation" method in one fell swoop.

"Transformed back into a man, a Taoist friend broke the situation!"

Before Fairy Yunrou and Monk Vacuum had time to exclaim, the monks in the "cell" on the side also noticed Qiu Zhen's changes, and then showed ecstasy on their faces:

As he shouted, he immediately attracted the attention of all the trapped monks in the prison.

"Good guy, I've really changed back."

"Fellow Taoist, how do you crack the art of change? Please give me some advice!"

"Dare I ask my friend's name? I am a poor Taoist, Yu Chanzi."

For a moment, the whole prison was boiling. Some people shouted loudly, and some people secretly sent messages to Qiu Zhen with their spiritual consciousness. It was very lively.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Fairy Yunrou scolded:

"Fellow Daoist Qingwei is fighting with the devil. Whether you and I can be saved depends on Friend Qingwei. Please don't disturb me."

"That's right, that's right!"

Everyone in the prison was an accomplished monk. They all knew that fighting against "foreign demons" was extremely dangerous, so they kept silent and did not dare to disturb Qiu Zhen.

For a moment, the prison that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

You can hear the needle drop.

Everyone's eyes fell on this young Taoist, and they didn't dare to blink.

"This battle is quite big. There are actually more than twenty comrades, all of whom are Yinshen masters."

Qiu Zhen was secretly amused.

He has been in the world of immortality for more than a year and has rarely met fellow practitioners. In this long time, he has only known Monk Vacuum and Fairy Yunrou.

This time I entered the secret realm of immortality and met more than twenty immortal cultivators.

Of course, at the moment, he has no time to meet his comrades, as his mind is focused on the demon inside him.

He knew that others were nervous, but he was not nervous at all inside.

Under his influence, "inner demons grew" and he almost became "obsessed".

The secretly real Lou took advantage of the situation and invaded his mind.

Right now, Master Lou has appeared in his spiritual body's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, it is different from ordinary demons invading the mind.

Under the body of Qiu Zhenfa, who was blooming with golden light, the self-proclaimed "real person" Lou Daoming was trembling, and his face was pale.

This "devil" is just a "devil general".

In front of Qiu Zhen Yuanshen Dharmakaya, he was no match at all.

"I've seen a real person."

Qiu Zhen Dharmakaya smiled slightly:

"Lou Daoming, do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Lou Daoming broke into cold sweat:

"Don't dare!"

"Where are you from? Why are you a demon? Tell me truthfully!"

This sound may seem ordinary, but in fact it is a prison and a torture device for the devil, with endless coercion.

Lou Daoming's body trembled. Under the pressure, he couldn't resist. He poured out beans from the bamboo tube one by one:

"My surname is Lou and my name is Daoming. I grew up in a wealthy family. I accidentally learned the art of Xuan Su from a Taoist. I thought I had the art of immortality. I have been addicted to it since then and cannot extricate myself."

"After I learned Xuan Su, I often kept dozens of young girls around, day and night, without rest. I became pure and healthy, with a rosy face. I could live without food, and I thought I was a true immortal."

"One day, a beggar came to my door. I didn't know him. He scolded me. He stepped on the stone and the stone sunk into two square holes. He showed his magical powers. I regarded him as a strange person and entertained him with wine. The gentleman said " "Wang Jiangnan" was written as a reward.

Qiu Zhen suddenly became interested and asked:

"I don't know what the word is?"

Lou Daoming's face showed a look of reminiscence and he eulogized:

On the Yaochi, there are a group of immortals in the auspicious mist. The golden boy plays the phoenix board in plain practice, and the woman in blue robes whistles the luan string. In Daluotian;

Intoxicated place, misty Jade Mountain. After singing the clear swallows, I don’t know what year it is today, the sea water is mulberry fields again.

After Qiu Zhen listened to the song, his mind was agitated, he had a vague understanding, but he was still unable to fully comprehend it.

"Sir taught you the method of cultivation, can you understand it?"

"Never."

Speaking of the past, "Lou Daoming"'s face was full of memories:

"I was overjoyed to learn this song. I thought I had received guidance from an immortal, so I asked that gentleman about the secret of the great path."

Qiu Zhen became interested:

"Sir, what do you say? Can you tell me the secrets of the road?"

Lou Daoming was disappointed: "Sir, I have passed it on word of mouth, and then, I died inexplicably."

Word of mouth?

Qiu Zhen was slightly stunned, and the words "Lou Daoming" just recited came to mind.

On the Lingtai Sea of ​​Knowledge, Qiu Zhenfashen holds the [Tianyan Forty-nine Divine Beads] in his hand, and the golden light blooms, deducing the mystery of the immortal's song.

After a long time, he may have realized something in his heart, and he couldn't help but recite:

"On the Yaochi, the auspicious mist is full of immortals. The white-clad golden boy plays the phoenix board, and the green-clothed woman whistles the phoenix string. She is in the Great Luo Heaven; intoxicated, she is in the misty Yujing Mountain"

As Qiu Zhen's Dharma body recited the immortal song, the next moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Among the layers of auspicious clouds and auspicious mist, the Yaochi, Yujing Mountain and other heavenly palaces and fairylands appeared, dragons and phoenixes appeared, and the phantoms of the immortals appeared.

It was mighty and majestic, like the traces of immortals.

As soon as the strange phenomenon appeared, the "Lou Daoming" transformed by the devil's thoughts looked pale, and he vomited several buckets of silver paste from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Lou Daoming's body was covered with black gas.

In just a few dozen breaths, Lou Daoming, who was transformed by the devil, turned into black gas under the pressure of the "heavenly palace strange phenomenon" and quickly disappeared.

Qiu Zhen's Dharma body recited the "immortal song" once, and the strange phenomena of the Yaochi, Yujing Mountain and other heavenly palaces and fairylands flashed by and disappeared again.

He had some understanding, but some of it was not clear.

"Lou Daoming's report is still not good enough, and it needs to be passed on by word of mouth by the immortals."

Qiu Zhen vaguely guessed the key point, and immediately lowered his eyes and looked at Lou Daoming.

However, there was no "Lou Daoming" at this time, only a huge blood-colored crystal and a stone the size of a millstone.

There were two square holes on the stone, about an inch deep.

The square hole looked like a human footprint.

It also looked like a "Lü" character.

Qiu Zhen really understood and immediately understood what "Lou Daoming" meant by "passed on by word of mouth".

"The two square holes on the stone are the symbol of the Lü character. Lü Yan is really the Pure Yang Patriarch Lü Zu!"

Immediately, without saying a word, his soul body changed to the size of a normal person, flew onto the giant rock, and stepped on the square hole on the stone.

"Hahahahaha!"

A faint laughter resounded through Qiu Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, another rhyme was sung:

Yuqing left the free and easy verse, four words to concentrate the mind into the Qi point.

In June, I suddenly saw white snow flying, and at three o'clock in the morning, I saw the sun again.

The wind from the water blew up, and the wind from the sky returned to eat the virtue of Kun.

There is another mysterious in the mysterious, the hometown of nothingness is the real home.

This allusion comes from the "Stone Square Orifice" of Lu Zu's miracle deeds:

Zitong Lou Daoming was rich. He was good at the mysterious art. He often kept ten young girls. As soon as they got pregnant, he sent them away. He replaced them with new ones. The number of girls never decreased to ten. He took turns to have sex day and night without rest. But his mind was clear and his body was healthy. His face was as red as peach. Sometimes he didn't eat for days. He was ninety-seven years old, but he was only thirty years old. He was especially fond of exaggerating. When he had a drink with guests, he said that the mysterious woman sent wine. Some said that the white woman sent fruit. Some said that Peng Zu Rongcheng's posthumous letter. He thought he was a real immortal. One day, Lu Zu pretended to be a beggar and came to his door. Lou did not know what it was. He shouted and told him to go away. Lu Zu stepped on the stone with his two feet. Two holes appeared immediately. The depth was about two inches. Lou was surprised. He invited him to sit by his side. He said, "You are not an ordinary person." He asked a maid to sing a poem about traveling to the immortal world. He ordered wine. Lu Zu recited a poem about looking south of the Yangtze River in return. He said, "On the Yaochi Lake, the auspicious mist is full of immortals. The golden boy is playing the phoenix. The jade girl in green clothes is whistling the phoenix string. I am in the Daluo Heaven. I am intoxicated. The misty Yujing Mountain. After singing Buxu Qingyan, I don't know what year it is tonight. The sea water has become mulberry fields. The maid brought in Sichuan paper. He asked Lu Zu to write. Lu Zu wrote from the end of the paper to the beginning of the paper. There was no space left for the words. Lou was very surprised. He was about to ask about the key to the Tao. Zu replied, "I have passed it on orally." Lou asked for more information. He replied, "I have passed it on orally." Then he went out. The top of the big cypress tree disappeared. A few days later, Lou suddenly became unhappy. He vomited several buckets of silver-like liquid and died. This story has been passed down from mouth to mouth. The two holes on the stone are all metaphors for the word "Lü".