Elder Tao was drunk at first, but the call that came from nowhere rang directly in his heart, making his drunkenness dissipate. However, he did not wake up. Elder Tao sat up and looked around. The place where he was was turned out to be a vast expanse of white. All he could see was the rolling clouds, misty and extraordinary.
It's obviously not the location of Land God Temple.
But I didn't feel anything unusual at all.
He just stood up instinctively, walked forward, followed the sound, and suddenly saw flowers scattered in the sky, golden lotuses on the ground, and countless streams of light gathering and crowding him. Elder Tao In this half-awake state, he seemed to know that there was an immortal god coming, so he raised his hand, adjusted his clothes, then cupped his hands, and took a few steps forward. He was respectful, and was about to speak, when he saw the face of the immortal god surrounded by them.
The old man seemed to have been frightened for the second time.
He stuttered a little when he spoke, "Qi...Qi WuHuo?!!"
Young Daoist looked around and saw many strange things.
Elder Tao seemed to see young Daoist lowering his eyes and shaking his head, and said to himself, "So this is what these spells do..."
"That's it."
Then I saw that as soon as the young man's sleeves and robes were swept away, the clouds, rays of light, golden lotuses, and fallen flowers all disappeared.
What appeared in front of me was still the young man wearing ordinary blue clothes.
Elder Tao seemed to have no self-consciousness in the dream, and said, "Ah, Qi WuHuo, are you back?"
Young Daoist said, "Well, how have everyone in the mountains been doing this past year? Are you doing well?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It's still very good. Things in the mountains will not change in one year or ten years. Even that Huang Jing has completed a thousand years of Daoism. It could have turned into a human form, but it had to wait until you came back, and then said that it would change under your witness."
"This way, I can ask you for a snack as a gift as a matter of course."
Young Daoist chuckled.
Get up and walk slowly side by side with Elder Tao.
This dream technique is to use my own spirit to communicate with other people's spirits.
Along with Elder Tao's words, the originally vast white world suddenly changed, and the familiar land and scenery of He Lian Mountain appeared. There was the Deer Spirit jumping next to it, and the monkey who had absorbed the Geng Gold Stone and cultivated Geng Metal Dharma Power.
And the little person transformed into Huang Jing.
Several other locals appeared next to young Daoist, walking along, chatting and laughing, talking about what happened to He Lian Mountain in the past year. Young Daoist walked beside them, smiling, with black hair hanging down from his temples, and his hands lightly clasped behind his back. However, he did not look mature and solemn. Instead, there was a certain lightness in his steps that belonged to a young man.
The two sides were originally covered with snow, but suddenly grass and trees sprouted. The buds of the grass and trees grew, and eventually they became lush and the flowers were fragrant. Then they withered, the leaves turned yellow, and the mountains and fields were covered with gold. Finally, white snow fell again from the sky.
Over the past year, He Lian Mountain's scenery has only been revealed during these few steps.
Elder Tao also recounted what happened in the past year.
He said that he had a temple, and that people actually didn't come here very often, only the spirits in the mountains liked to come here to take shelter from the rain.
He said that his husband was looking for him and was worried that he was lost.
But Elder Tao went specifically to meet that Master Su.
It is said that the buds in the mountains have a pleasant fragrance in spring, that the flowers in summer are cute, that the mountains and fields are red in autumn, and the fruits they bear are addictive to the little ones in the mountains, and that the snow falls in winter and the mountains are swollen.
Say that the spirits in the mountains miss you.
Elder Tao said in the dream, "But it will be fine if you come back this time."
Young Daoist paused and said, "I can't come back now."
The old lady stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Huh? What are you talking about again?"
"Aren't you back already?"
Young Daoist said gently, "Tell everyone that I miss them too, and I have prepared the elixir from last year."
The old lady asked in confusion, "Are you leaving again?"
The young man thought of the many regrets on that white paper and said, "Where have we never left?"
Young Daoist stopped and said:
"Old Master, at sunset tomorrow, you can set up an altar in the mountain and say Dharma Drum twenty-four times. The edict is as follows..."
"Wine, wine..."
"I'm still, not drunk, not drunk!"
"Ah? Baogao!"
Among Earth God and cave abode, Elder Tao suddenly exclaimed in a daze and stood up suddenly. What he had just seen in his dream was blurred in his mind. He only remembered that volume. Baogao, while he still remembered, he quickly took a pen and paper and wrote it down. But when he looked at this volume of Baogao and the last sentence [True Lord WuHuo of the Marvelous Dao], he didn't know if he was drunk but still felt a tingling in his head.
"Wuhuo Baogao..."
Elder Tao has lived for three hundred years and knows what this means.
The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Supreme One lineage, the most important thing is character, followed by understanding, but..."
"This, this is too..."
"It's not very good for the heart."
Looking around again, I suddenly felt very sad. I had learned about Daoist Xuanzong from young Daoist and the way of cultivation from Primordial Prenatal Qi two years ago. However, I was very ambitious at first, but later I was invited by my friends to visit the mountains and rivers again and again, and drank as much as I wanted. Unknowingly, I put down my cultivation again.
But this treasure edict was like a thunderbolt.
old man looked at himself in the mirror, smelled the surrounding wine Qi, and couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that I would be so depressed that I haven't practiced practice for a long time!"
"Guardian Divine Generals, pass on my oral instructions!"
"Starting from today."
"Quit drinking!"
Qi WuHuo finished the dream and put away Jade Book and Mountain God Talisman Seal. Through trying, he finally learned about this volume <Original Text of the Mystic Altar> There are also many parts of the spells used to create various strange phenomena. Young Daoist doesn't quite understand why it is necessary to waste one's soul and Primordial Spirit on such a thankless thing.
So of course these things were removed.
After thinking about it, I decided to buy some materials needed for the mysterious altar.
I will try it with Elder Tao tomorrow to see if I can send these elixirs directly.
After all, the Xuan Altar is not as good as Tuo Meng. Tuo Meng can rely on Elder Tao's Jade Book and his own Mountain God seal to make a simple altar. The Xuan Altar will be officially opened tomorrow, so you should be more cautious., Qi WuHuo packed up his things, took out some money, wrote a note about the things he wanted to buy and stuffed it into his sleeve, then closed the door, and headed towards Central Province Prefecture City as it was not long in the afternoon.
The combination of the ground evasion method and <Primordial Sword Canon>'s footwork became more and more smooth.
Arriving at Central Province Prefecture City.
Chao Feng has sharp eyes and proactively greets:
"Yo, young Daoist you're here!"
"The city has been busy lately!"
Jiao Tu said with a smile, "Many practitioners have huge spirits, but they are not pure. Few people can hear us."
"So he was a little bit tongue-tied."
Chao Feng was furious. "Who is talking nonsense?! You obviously have a bigger mouth, right?!"
Jiao Tu was furious. "You, a guy who starts talking nonsense when you see something happening in other people's homes, have the nerve to say that?!"
The two statues, who had been bickering for hundreds of years, started bickering again.
Chao Feng also forgot to say to Qi WuHuo, "Young Daoist Don't go to the west. A very strange great monk came there today. He said that he had some kind of destiny here and he had to find a disciple. I saw that Buddha light was shining brightly on his head. There might be something there. You should be careful, don't get caught by him!"
"You can go to the north."
"The east side is a big place and you can go there!"
Qi WuHuo thanks.
Chao Feng said casually, "It's nothing, not many people can hear me anyway."
"Young Daoist, you have to become True Person soon!"
Young Daoist nodded with a smile, and then walked into the city using a cover-up trick, and went inside Market Ward. There was a whole street specially prepared for Mystic Altar Technique events. After all, apart from the Daoists who were really Daoist and specialized in rituals, many ordinary families also used incense burners to provide fragrance.
Qi WuHuo Thinking about the mysterious altar, there are special categories of fruits, Dharma Drum, as well as incense burners, fragrances, nameplates, and yellow paper.
Since it is pointed directly at Xuantan.
Most of them choose [taste the fragrant fruit].
It is divided into five fruits and six fasts.
But that volume [Original Text of the Mystic Altar] also said that this is to make the mind of the practitioner clear, and the gods will not really come to eat the fruit.
Young Daoist I still remember the elegant and free words at the end of the original volume. I don't know who wrote it.
[A pure offerer, a person who makes an offer, has no self or anything. Although he performs the act of offering, he is not attached to the matter of offering]
[Although it is clear water, it is OK]
[Perseverance in making offerings means forgetting oneself and not practicing, and is a non-practitioner]
But why is there sugar cane in the fruit offered to the Jade Emperor? Does he like sweet things?
Young Daoist is confused. Fortunately it is winter and there is sugar cane. Where can we find it in summer?
East Market bought fruits, South Market brought some vegetarian fruits, and went to North Market to look for the incense burner Dharma Drum, but I didn't expect that the incense burner and Dharma Drum is more expensive than young Daoist expected. Hearing the surprised voice, the Daoist who opened the shop smiled and said, "Where is young Daoist practicing high school?"
Qi WuHuo replied with the answer of Vietnamese origin.
That old Daoist laughed and said, "He is a comrade of Rogue Cultivator."
"It seems that you are a man with magic power, so you brought out good things. This thing I have is pretty good, but if you want to say that it is the best, it is still this." He lifted up his clothes, patted Dharma Drum on one side, and said proudly:
"It can communicate with ghosts and gods, and reach the underworld."
"It's considered to be the best Magic Artifact. It doesn't shiver when held in the hands of a True Person with an ordinary dharma lineage. This is so expensive."
"A hundred taels of gold will not be given to anyone."
"I saw you were a fellow practitioner, so I brought it to give you the palm eye."
Young Daoist saw that there was indeed a trace of mana flowing on Dharma Drum, and said, "It's a good thing."
Old Daoist When the scholar saw the man who knew the goods, he smiled and said, "That's right. This one has to be [Heavenly Emperor Coin], so I will exchange it with him."
Qi WuHuo was stunned. He did have three [Heavenly Emperor Coin] from Tantai Xuan in his hand, but he didn't know what these things were used for. Old Daoist, who retired and opened an incense shop here, smiled and said, "Little guy Rogue Cultivator, I don't know that Heavenly Emperor Coin is also normal. This is a good thing. If you meet the gods and earth creatures traveling on the road, they will not recognize the big money of our the Human World dynasty, nor do they care about gold."
"Only recognize this [Heavenly Emperor Coin]."
"Then what is this Heavenly Emperor Coin used for?"
"Ha, of course we are making a deal with the Immortals. They are all ancestors of various sects. A little leakage from the cracks of your fingers can make us go smoothly. As for the weight of this [Heavenly Emperor Coin], hehe, young Daoist knows that after death, ordinary people are seduced by the underworld and ghosts Life soul, right?"
"The underworld ghosts wander around everywhere, and they have lists in their hands."
"It's to know in advance who Life soul will run out of energy today, so we wait in advance."
Old Daoist extends a finger:
"One [Heavenly Emperor Coin] will be the last one to let the underworld ghost seize your soul."
"In other words, Life soul can be kept in the body for another half day."
"The so-called [money can make the world go round]."
"This money is [Heavenly Emperor Coin], and this ghost is [Charming Ghost]."
"What this sentence says is that as long as you have enough Heavenly Emperor Coin, you can let those high-ranking ghosts, ghosts, and seducers act as donkeys to push the millstone for you!"
When old Daoist saw young Daoist's amazed look, he felt happy and felt the comfort of being a teacher. He stroked his beard and said:
"I told you today because you bought something from me."
"Young Daoist, as Rogue Cultivator, learn more."
Young Daoist thanked him, thought for a while, and asked, "But what do the gods and ghosts want Heavenly Emperor Coin to do?"
Old Daoist's thoughts froze.
The stroking movements stopped.
"Huh???"
Why did you think of this?
No, don't others think Heavenly Emperor Coin is very powerful? Why do you have to think about why this thing is so powerful?
He coughed and said, "This, this, I can't tell you."
"It's not old Daoist, I don't know."
Then he said loudly and quickly, "Ah, stop talking, young Daoist, which Dharma Drum do you want?"
"Ah, business, business!"
Young Daoist had no choice but to choose Dharma Drum, and then left under the watchful eyes of Master old Daoist, who wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
He should have gone back, but he suddenly thought of Chao Feng's words. He paused, thought for a while, and simply walked in the direction of the so-called "East is the best place to go". He walked through the streets and the main trunk of the city, people came and went, and saw the bridge again. The direction of the city tower started at a few thousand and five hundred steps, and extended to the bridge where Market Ward stalls were allowed.
Standing on the bridge, pedestrians come and go, like an endless stream. There are nine bridges under the bridge, and the river crosses this one Central Province Prefecture City.
Young Daoist In the distance, I saw a very big tree. I had seen this old tree last time.
Under the tree, a old man is playing chess.
It was the old gentleman I saw earlier who had a moist breath and water vapor on his body and had been exposed to the rain during the Jinzhou Disaster.
The old gentleman seems to be setting up a stall. There is a white paper sign next to it, which says [Sit east and west, invite guests to play chess]
[Challenge at will, three big coins at a time]
[The winner will get a drop of money]
But it is a chess stall for playing chess.
But now the person playing chess with the old gentleman is a ten-year-old naughty boy.
The old gentleman said happily:
"Ha, we won!"
The naughty boy dropped the chess piece and said in frustration, "No more, no more!"
When he got up and was about to leave, the old man quickly got up, took the child's hand, stretched out his fingers, and said, "The next game, the next game, no one has played chess with me recently, it's too boring."
"One game!"
"Just a game of chess!"
"I won't charge you any money."
"After we finish playing chess, can I buy you some candied haws on a stick?"
The old gentleman was coaxing the child and suddenly noticed something.
I raised my head and saw young Daoist over there.