Then Teacher of the Emperor.
After Qi WuHuo said these words, he left, walked into the world of mortals, and drifted away. Only fortune teller murmured a few words, and then sat back on the wooden pile. He felt that these six words were too comfortable to chew. He wanted to curse, but he seemed to be able to see the extremely heavy thing that the young man was carrying.
Under such heavy pressure, these six words have a youthful spirit.
Even the gentleman in gray couldn't help but sigh and said:
"It's time to drink!"
"The spirit of youth is the best thing to drink with."
"Old and rotten, a place full of flies and dogs, is the most unappetizing thing in the world."
Fortune teller shook his head and sighed, "It's just that you can't do it with just a word. There are many things like this and they are very rare. It depends on how you plan to do it."
"Don't make empty promises."
He reached out and dug through his sleeve robe, and took out some dried sweet potatoes that had been steamed and dried in the sun.
Putting it in his mouth and biting it, he recalled the scene of the young man's vitality and essence merging. Even he couldn't help but praise repeatedly, "All things are born from innate transformation. If all things want to be reversed through practice, most of them have to take pills and swallow bait. The practitioner who can walk the earth veins is already Higher Vehicle, not to mention what the calf's nose did earlier."
"There is no limit to what is supreme."
"This is the first time for me to see even those Supreme One disciple. From Complete Three Talents to Primordial Prenatal Qi, although it does not rely on external objects, it still requires all the effort. Those who concentrate their minds and use the guidance of God to break through are Lower Vehicle who have mastered the "method of doing something". Such a combination of Qi and essence has never happened where the mind is moving. It's strange, strange, really strange."
He then muttered to himself, "I heard that Great Master Xuan Du seemed to be a person fabricated by the original Emperor Wa. He was considered to be most of the innate beings. Coupled with the Supreme Enlightenment, the three talents gathered together as soon as he was born. The rest of the disciples also relied on the gods to achieve Primordial Prenatal Qi. However, later on, they each took different paths."
"Looking at it this way, isn't this little guy the only one in ancient times who is almost comparable to the Supreme Being at this level?"
"This can be considered a truly supreme True Disciple..."
"The calf nose is amazing!"
"Next time we have a chance to meet, Laozi should treat you to a drink, haha... Laozi? Well, [Laozi]?"
He suddenly wondered.
I don't know why I, who has always been careful when speaking, suddenly instinctively said the name [Laozi].
Then he became aware of the self-spirit that was trying its best to warn.
"Huh? The little guy is Taiqing True Disciple..."
"Your Majesty?"
"Too great!!!"
Fortune teller, who was wearing gray clothes, originally thought of something happy, clapped his hands and shouted, but suddenly he seemed to finally realize something. His words seemed to be caught by a rope, stuck in his neck. He murmured a few times, his eyes went straight, and the dried sweet potatoes in his mouth became less sweet.
Not only is it not sweet, it just cuts your throat like a knife.
Then I was covered in cold sweat.
Huh? Huh?!!!
His name is Supreme One lineage, and his Teacher may not be too great, right?
I think I said old Daoist or something?
Huh? Ah, ah hahaha, is that me? Is it me? What I said? Ah hahahaha, can't, can't...
Plop!!!
Fortune teller stood up, then his knees softened and he knelt down directly towards the east.
In the afternoon, when monk was passing by with the picked herbs on his back, he looked at fortune teller kneeling there holding three sticks of incense, his brows raised, and he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Buddhism has no tradition of kneeling to offer incense."
"Kneel? Haha, stupid, which of your eyes saw me kneeling?!"
"Ba Li, open your eyes and take a look!"
"I'm stretching my waist!"
"I just eat too much tofu recently and have a lot of fun playing with the little girls. My knees are weak, so I feel more comfortable like this!"
"Do you understand or not?"
"You really don't understand anything, Tulao!"
Fortune teller sneered hard.
By the way, he knelt upright and his back was as straight as a gun barrel.
Great monk shook his head and said calmly, "Although you have no Buddhist practice, the poor monk suddenly felt that you can burn Sarira."
"You're tough enough."
"Sarira is the only pair of mouths that have been burned since ancient times."
Fortune teller was furious.
But he always maintained his kneeling posture without moving.
After kneeling down for three sticks of incense, the sky was already dark, but his face was full of sorrow and mourning.
It's bitter, it's bitter, what can I do?
What a big trouble.
--For fortune tellers, one thing they pay attention to is to avoid.
The best fortune tellers don't have infinite magical methods and a variety of Divine Ability. With just a raise of their hands, they feel that everything in the world can be calculated.
Such people often die with the grass on their graves being three feet high.
Instead, you should know how to exercise restraint.
Know what you shouldn't count and what you shouldn't know, and it's best not to even think about it.
Knowing what to say means entering the door, knowing how to shut up means leaving the master.
Now that I know the heel of young Daoist, there will definitely be problems with the way he talks and behaves towards young Daoist, and he will definitely take care of him and be polite. This will definitely go against the original intention of letting young Daoist come out for training. After all, everyone knows that Supreme One lineage is the most difficult and the highest, but Three Realms and Six Paths is famous for being free-spirited.
Just like herding sheep...
Old Daoist crashed and disappeared.
Fortune teller twitched the corners of his mouth and strangled his thoughts to death.
Give your mouth a gentle tap.
After thinking about it, I did it again.
Then he raised his hands toward the east and said with a sad face, "Your Excellency has a lot, Your Excellency has a lot, and I have been a mouthful since I was a child."
"You don't have the same knowledge as a kid like me, and you don't have the same knowledge."
Grey-robed gentleman sighed and felt a headache--
My own spirit is really too keen.
What practitioners cultivate is inner perfection, and there is no direct relationship between the level of the realm and the level of combat power. Some True Person are unparalleled in the world with one Sword Qi, but other than this method of killing External Demon, the rest are all clueless; but some have received the Talisman Edict and become Human Immortal, and their realm has reached a high level, but what they are good at is actually alchemy, or in other words, they cultivate Primordial Spirit clarity, and practice Divination and Calculation.
The most well-known ones are Thousand-Mile Eye and Wind Ear.
The realm is not low, and the fighting power is high.
If Dharma Treasure is paid, you will be two idiots.
However, the means of avoiding disasters and catastrophes are extremely high. Many of their peers either died in disasters or died in battle with Magic Battle. These two people did not practice the method of subduing demons and protecting the way, but only practiced the techniques of avoiding disasters and evading disasters. Their status and strength became higher and higher. When they looked back, their peers were all dead, but the two of them were already higher than Soaring Heavens Palace.
Among all the divine generals, he is not the most capable of fighting. Ju Ling Shen beat them both with one hand.
But he is definitely one of the most famous generals.
And grey-robed gentleman's own spiritual acuity is probably equivalent to those of those two combined.
Once you know it, it is equivalent to keeping your mind in mind at all times.
It is useless for others to recite this name, but his keen and clear spirit has a high probability of being directly noticed by that person. Even if that person does not care, if he recites this name and existence with awareness, he will be directly noticed by that big disciple, Five Manifestations Spirit Observation Great Emperor.
What if I had another mouthful?
If you don't know, just smash it directly from the furnace in Thirty-Six Heavens Purple Mansion Xuandu Palace.
Dare you scold my master?
What a death!
At that time, I can only go back to my hometown honestly.
Find that guy for shelter and hide there, and Xuandu won't be able to kill him.
Unless two people get into a real fight and risk their lives.
"Then what am I running out of?"
"Then I didn't run out in vain!"
So grey-robed gentleman wished he could dig himself into a hole and bury himself immediately, and he could not wait to look up to the sky and scream.
Damn it, why should I realize this!!!
Damn it, why!!!
So he thought for a long time, threw himself into the wine vat, and drank until he was full.
Divine Ability released his clone and continuously applied sealing knowledge to his soul.
Until my Primordial Spirit forgets about this matter.
It is thought to [avoid disaster].
Qi WuHuo returned to Refining Yang Temple. When he returned, young Daoist Mingxin was running after a chicken, but young Daoist was young and had no legs. It was long enough, but that one Three Yellow Chicken was extremely sharp, and its movements were especially tricky. Young Daoist shouted don't run, don't run, and followed behind with a big broom in his hand, but he still couldn't catch it.
Young Daoist Mingxin stood there holding a broom, panting heavily, raising her hand to wipe the cold sweat flowing down her chin.
He gritted his teeth, but his strength was already weak. "Don't run, don't run!"
"Come back!"
"Come back!!!"
Young Daoist finally gathered his courage, raised the broom high, and then dropped it heavily toward the front. The Three Yellow Chicken's wings flapped a few times, and it actually flew up. Young Daoist Under the dumbfounded gaze of, it flew a full three meters, and then fluttered away outside. There was a certain amount of disdain and a certain amount of elegance in its eyes, which made young Daoist grit his teeth.
Old Daoist, however, was still stroking his beard from behind and watching the joke.
Young Daoist turned around and stepped on the tunnel. "Master, you are still smiling!"
"Okay, okay, don't laugh, don't laugh."
"Then what do you want from Master?"
Just when Mingxin watched helplessly as the Three Yellow Chicken was about to fly away, a stream of water suddenly turned into a rope and pulled the Three Yellow Chicken. The water mist was quite beautiful in the sunlight, so the Three Yellow Chicken had to fly away. He calmly fell down, and young Daoist Mingxin spread out his arms and ran over. With a small jump, he hugged the Three Yellow Chicken in his arms. The chicken was still struggling, but young Daoist refused to let go, and was very happy.
The water mist dissipated like a dreamy bubble, and then I saw young Daoist walking back from outside carrying a sword box.
Young Daoist Mingxin greets you happily.
"Uncle-Master Qi!"
"What is this?!"
"It's so awesome. What kind of trick is it?!"
Young Daoist smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning."
After cultivating Primordial Prenatal Qi, Yuan Qi was not as strong as the human body and could leave the body. So Primordial Spirit drew the Yuan Qi and used the Dharma to gather water vapor, which turned into the previous method. Young Daoist As soon as his sleeves and robes were swept away, the water vapor gathered and fell back into the river on one side, causing ripples and leaving no trace of smoke. fire Qi He himself had already entered the Daoist temple.
Young Daoist Mingxin felt happy and walked forward with Three Yellow Chicken in her arms.
However, old Daoist's expression changed. First he thought he had made a mistake and stood up subconsciously. Then after several repeated checks, he finally looked at young Daoist in front of him in disbelief, took a slight breath, and asked tentatively:
"Fellow Daoist, have you achieved a breakthrough?"
Qi WuHuo nodded.
Old Daoist lamented. "Fellow Daoist is sixteen years old this year?"
Young Daoist replied, "In a few days, after the Chinese New Year, I will be sixteen years old."
"Sixteen years old..."
Old Daoist murmured for a long time and sighed with emotion, "What a talent!"
"Good understanding!"
"Even if you started practicing Daoism at the age of six, it should not have been ten years since you entered Daoism, right?"
Qi WuHuo thought for a while and replied, "Well, less than ten years."
"Less than ten years, less than ten years."
Old Daoist held the volume of Daoist scriptures in his hand, shook his head and sighed for a long time. He really didn't know what to say, and said, "In ten years, I was able to follow the Complete Three Talents road. Step by step, I reached Primordial Prenatal Qi. I can be called a [Daoist] to the fullest, not just a Daoist priest. Alas, it is true that the younger generation is to be feared and the younger generation is to be feared."
Then he watched his disciple walking around happily holding Three Yellow Chicken.
The Dao Sutra in old Daoist's hand patted young Daoist's head lightly and said, "Look at you Martial Uncle, you are also eleven years old, don't say It's Primordial Prenatal Qi who can go out and open a Daoist temple on his own. Even Complete Three Talents hasn't cultivated it. Look at you, look at you Uncle-Master Qi!"
Young Daoist covered his head, but as soon as he let go, Three Yellow Chicken flew away with his wings.
Mingxin glanced aggrievedly at Three Yellow Chicken who ran away, and replied, "Master, are you in the grade Uncle-Master Qi, Primordial Prenatal Qi?"
Old Daoist was suddenly blocked.
Young Daoist asked, "If you can't do it, why must I do it?"
Old Daoist Shi couldn't laugh or cry, so he brought up the Daoist scriptures and pretended to hit him, saying, "You can really talk about a calf's nose."
"Are your buttocks itchy again?"
Young Daoist Mingxin was shocked. He covered his forehead with one hand and trotted quickly. Old Daoist still had his childlike innocence and played with him. While playing, the old man turned around and smiled at young Daoist and said, "It is a big thing to cultivate Primordial Prenatal Qi. Any Dharma lineage is a big deal. Can you write a letter to the teacher to talk about it?"
Qi WuHuo shook his head and said, "No need."
Carrying the sword case on his back, he pushed open the main hall of the Daoist temple.
It is also the only atmospheric place in the whole Refining Yang Temple. When I saw the statue of Sanqing, I thought about it and took Three Incense Sticks from the table. It was just a slight shock. The energy flowed quickly and was already ignited. In the Complete Three Talents realm, when casting spells, it is necessary to cooperate with the altar, spells, and hand seals. But now, with the circulation of Yuan Qi, you can perform many methods without these procedures.
Daoist temples all worship Sanqing.
It's just that some take Yuanshi as the center.
Some regard the ether as the main god in the middle.
Refining Yang Temple, Lord, worship Your Majesty.
At this moment, Mr. old Daoist has also succeeded. He holds young Daoist in one arm and holds Three Yellow Chicken in one hand. Young Daoist Mingxin has a few chicken feathers in her hair. She said curiously, "Again How can Uncle-Master Qi offer incense to Three Great Celestial Venerables if it's not in the morning or evening?" Old Daoist thought for a while and praised, "But it is free and easy. All cultivators in the world are disciples of Dao Ancestor."
"So after he broke through, he stopped sending Teacher messages to himself."
"Only three Qingshang incense."
"I see, then can Three Great Celestial Venerables know?"
Old Daoist's voice paused for a moment, then he just smiled and said, "If you are sincere, you will be successful."
Young Daoist bowed slightly, then put three pillars of fragrance into the incense burner, and said softly in his heart:
"Teacher."
"The disciple has made a breakthrough."
"Besides, the disciple knows what to do."
Three pillars of fragrance curled up, Qi WuHuo turned around and walked away, old Daoist greeted him over there, smiled and said that fellow Daoist had made a breakthrough today, so it was time to celebrate a little, young Daoist added, "You can eat delicious food." Then Master old Daoist patted his forehead lightly. Old Daoist shook his head helplessly and said with a smile, "It's just greedy."
Behind the back, three pillars of fragrance curled up.
There seems to be a mystery, and there is a faint trend that goes straight to the sky, Thirty-six Heavens.
But at this moment--
Heaven·Purple Mansion In Xuandu Palace.
Great Master Xuan Du is making elixirs.