Qi Wuhuo nodded quietly, then looked at the things in front of him and said, "Then, please wait for me."
Even if there was an opportunity, he did not immediately come forward, but finished the things at hand first.
I originally planned to eat only half of the meat stuffing given by the butcher, and store the rest in the cold and cold cellar under the warehouse, so that I could eat it for two more meals later, but now it is time to take it all out and mix the stuffing.
In the past, I only added a little sesame oil to the vegetables during the Chinese New Year and poured it into the meat filling.
The buns were wrapped and steamed.
After cutting some more vegetables, he washed his hands and sat in front of the old man.
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "When you carried me down the mountain, I told you that I came to visit friends, but do you still remember?"
Qi Wuhuo nodded.
"I remember."
The old man sighed: "Now that I have stayed here with you for a month, it is time to leave."
Qi Wuhuo said subconsciously: "I'll see you off."
The old man laughed: "My legs and feet are already healed. The fate between you and me has been exhausted. There is no need to force me to stay. I didn't tell you when I came, and you shouldn't see me off when I leave. That's it."
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"I leave you a gift. If you practice hard and keep practicing, one day you will enter Taoism, and you and I may have a chance to meet each other."
"However, my gift is not so easy to get."
Immediately he stroked his beard, thought for a while, pointed to Qi Wuhuo's house, and said with a smile: "There are many books in your house."
"Huang Liang's dream is absurd, but the book he read is not false either."
"In this case, I want to build a new Taoist temple. Now I still lack a pair of couplets in front of the mountain gate. If you are interested, write one for me."
"couplet?"
Qi Wuhuo was puzzled, but he still went back to the house and took out a pen and paper. This cost about ten pieces of money, which was more expensive than a pound of pork, and it was already the cheapest pen. As for Bai
The paper is also the cheapest kind, called [original paper], one hundred and fifty sheets, costing six dollars. Qi Wuhuo used to be from a poor family, so although he bought some, he cherished them.
Look for the whitest and cleanest piece of paper among these. Although it is only one piece of paper, a piece of paper in this era is quite large.
Qi Wuhuo spread it out.
He also fetched water from the well and dissolved the ink. While mixing it thoroughly, he organized his thoughts and dipped his pen in the ink.
Many thoughts in my heart were ups and downs, and I subconsciously thought of my wonderful dream, and the dream that the old man gave him with a pillow. Before, I was just struggling to maintain life, but now I can see the more distant world. Looking up
Going to the mountains and rivers, recalling the scenery I saw after becoming a mountain god, I thought deeply and started writing immediately.
[Taoist temple locks haze]
The first stroke describes the scenery, and soon the artistic conception extends.
[You must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles in the sky.]
The old man stood on one side stroking his beard, raised his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Not bad."
"It has both scenery and the meaning of the sun and the moon. It's excellent."
Qi Wuhuo calmed down and wrote the following couplet.
"Real person preaching."
He paused, recalled the two mysterious dreams, and wrote:
"I just realized that dreams are hidden in dreams, and time flies like an arrow across the spring and autumn."
The old man read out the last sentence, stroking his beard and looking at the young man with a calm expression.
From this couplet, we can read Qi Wuzhuo's feelings and gratitude to him, but it seems that due to his experience in the past few years, even if he has many emotions in his heart, Qi Wuzhuo will always show very little.
Being young and old is not a blessing.
This often means that you have experienced a lot of pain in the past.
Only in this way can people grow up in a short period of time.
The old man sighed with emotion in his heart and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad."
"Although it seems a bit stingy for a Taoist temple, it also contains your understanding."
"The yellow beam is a dream, everything is in it."
"That's enough for me to give you a gift."
Qi Wuzhuo didn't see any movement, and suddenly an elixir bottle appeared in the void. It had a thin white porcelain neck and a clear texture. There was spiritual light emerging from it. He just smelled the aroma of the elixir when he breathed. Qi Wuzhuo
Feeling a faint sense of activity in his body, the old man looked at the bottle of elixir, moved his fingers slightly, and quietly erased the four cloud seals of [One Turn Golden Elixir] on the elixir bottle.
Then he smiled and said:
"This is...well, let me think about it, this is the [Life-Extending Pill]."
He gave a simple and unpretentious name, and then said:
"Your Yuan Shen cultivation level is too high, far exceeding Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing. When you practice, no matter how much you restrain yourself, your Yuan Shen will gradually improve. Even if you have the method of tempering Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing, you will have to work hard and diligently.
It will take decades to master all three talents, and it will not be enough if you have to travel far and wide to see all things."
"I personally refined this medicine, and it has mild properties."
"There are fifty pills in total."
"One pill can extend your life for one year and extend your life for fifty years, which is enough to refine the innate energy."
"By then, your soul, energy, and essence will have been warmed to an extremely strong level. Once you step into the innate energy, your foundation will be extremely strong."
"If there is fate at that time, we will meet again."
Qi Wuzhuo paused: "Extension of life for fifty years?"
The old man smiled and replied: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with it."
"If you encounter another adventure, it would be best to break through in advance. You can still keep this medicine."
"Whether you take it yourself or give it to others, it's up to you."
"This elixir is not something to prolong life. Its effectiveness has nothing to do with your realm."
"One innate Qi can prolong life, and so can a real person in this world."
"Even if you are an immortal official in heaven, you can live longer even after your lifespan is over."
The old man's tone was calm and calm.
Qi Wuhuo instantly knew how precious this gift was.
The tripod, the treasure that the mountain god is proud of, can refine the vitality of the mountain. The tempered spiritual liquid has the effect of extending life for one year. Its function is to repair the hidden wounds of the human body and make up for more vitality. The effect of extending life cannot be
Superposition, in other words, this spiritual fruit liquid prolongs life and prolongs the acquired life span.
The elixir in the old man's hand may prolong his life.
Even if you reach the limit of your lifespan, taking a pill will extend your life for another year.
The reason why the elixir was divided into different forms was probably because the old man felt that no matter how indulgent Qi Wuzhuo was, he could cultivate the Xuanmen orthodoxy within fifty years of his life extension. He had an innate energy, and if he didn't need this elixir, he could give it to others.
, those living real people who are about to end their lifespan are not stingy at exchanging a large inherited method or even magic weapon and elixir for the elixir that is enough to extend their life span.
Therefore, this fate should be——
May I extend your life to fifty years.
Or, fifty causal opportunities that are enough to form a deep friendship with a real person.
Anyone who has this elixir and goes to a major Taoist sect in the human world to worship the mountain can get started.
With just ten grains, you can obtain the authentic teachings of the ancestors of Xuanmen. If you give all these to a real person, as long as the talent is not so low that it cannot be carved into rotten wood, the state of an innate Qi is guaranteed, even if the talent is
Even if you really don't know anything about it, you can still protect your wealth and honor in your lifetime and your foundation for three to five hundred years after your death.
Extend your life span without limit.
Too domineering.
The old man in front of me sent him away in an understatement.
Qi Wuhuo said: "I...this gift is too expensive, how can I get it?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just use it as food money for this month."
Qi Wuhuo didn't pick it up, but said softly: "Don't you like this couplet?"
The old man smiled dumbly and said: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's not enough for me."
"It's good to be good. It's more important than your own understanding. It's not enough for the misty spirit of immortality."
"But it's normal. You haven't been practicing for more than a month, and you can have such an understanding. Determining the reality of this dream is enough to get the gift I give you. Just keep it."
"Then I won't accept it yet."
"I'll try to write another one, but I didn't write it myself. I heard it before."
Qi Wuhuo took a step back, folded his hands, and immediately opened the scroll he had just written, took out the paper again, and dipped his pen in ink.
He remembered a passage he had seen in that dream he had when he was young.
The old man laughed. He knew the character of the child in front of him.
You should definitely think about writing a couplet for yourself that satisfies you, right?
His temperament is too serious, and the old man doesn't care about it. Rather, he appreciates such a temperament, but he doesn't think that the child in front of him can write something that satisfies him.
This [Life-Sustaining Pill], or should be called [One-turn Golden Pill].
Although this object is nothing in my collection, it is a great opportunity to release it.
The fate has been exhausted.
Unless the ability exceeds his expectations, he will not give anything else.
Never break a promise.
At this moment, I looked at the juniors with a slightly angry attitude, and with a smile, I walked over to see what he could write.
This time Qi Wuhuo's writing style was sharper and freer.
When the old man saw the words written above, the smile on his face faded slightly.
By the time he finished writing a line, the joking look on his face was no longer there, and he said slowly:
"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the twelfth floor."
"The immortal touches my head."
"Better hair and immortality..."
Plain and simple, fairy-like and calm.
Coming at you.
The old man paused for a moment and sighed in his heart.
...it was a mistake.
This chapter has been completed!