Between a group of urban fashionable men and women, standing such an old and thin Taoist priest should give people the feeling of standing in a group of cranes. However, outsiders do not think it is strange at all.

It seemed that the Taoist priest's figure was like a ghost, and it did not exist at all.

Or, he exists. However, like the red walls, old trees, rockery, ponds and fish, he is just a background, or a landscape. It is not ostentatious or dazzling. Enter the country harmoniously and integrates into nature.

The Taoist priest seemed to know Qin Luo, and looked at him with a loving look on his face. The smile seemed to be a flower engraved on the concrete floor, which was real, but was rarely appreciated by people.

Qin Luo seemed to have been cast by someone to make a fixed magic, and he wanted to move, but couldn't move. He had a lot of things to say, but he was choked in his throat and couldn't make any sound.

"Dear tourists, dear tourists. We are going to the next attraction - Gege's martial arts venue." The tour guide saw that the tourists she brought were all gathered there to watch people filming and was reluctant to leave, and held up the trumpet and shouted hoarsely.

If you delay this, you will be unable to complete the remaining attractions.

There was a riot in the crowd. Most of the people followed the tour guide and a small number of stubborn people were more interested in the filming here and were lying at the window and were unwilling to leave.

After the large army left, Qin Luo suddenly discovered that he had lost the Taoist priest.

He was anxious and grabbed the eyebrow pencil and ran outside.

"Qin Luo. Qin Luo. What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Li Qingcheng shouted when he saw Qin Luo's expression strange.

"Qin Luo, are you okay?" Chen Sixuan ran to the window and asked.

"I'm fine. I'll be back in a while." Qin Luo said. Then he chased the place where the crowd had just left without looking back.

Why did the person disappear in the blink of an eye?

Qin Luo did not find the old Taoist priest in the crowd, so he could only leave the tour group and run to the curve corridor on the left. There is a stone pavilion, which is used by the princess when watching flowers and watching the moon.

Suddenly, Qin Luo saw a Taoist priest standing as if he was a fairy-like sword. The earless sword was tilted behind his back, adding some killing energy to the pure and elegant aura.

Qin Luo strode over, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, kneeled on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times vigorously.

The grace of living is like a rebuild. Not to mention a few sounds, even if Qin Luo kneels here and kowtow for three days and three nights, he will not complain at all.

Born with yang meridians, it is a terminal illness for humans. Qin Zheng, a medical genius who is praised as the "King of Medicine", is helpless.

In order to treat his grandson's strange physical illness, Qin Zheng took Xiao Qinluo to travel around and visit famous doctors. However, as soon as those people took Qin Luo's pulse, they could only shake their heads and sigh.

"The Yang vein of the sky, the vein of the sky is the vein. It cannot be saved by human power." An old man who could not tell the age said to Qin Zheng.

Qin Luo saw that his grandfather, who never gave in, raised his face and cried. He stood in front of the dry well in the yard all night. When Qin Luo got up the next day, he saw that his grandfather's hair and eyebrows were wet with the dew on the mountain.

That was the first time Qin Luo had felt the pain in his heart so clearly. It was heartache.

It was also on that nameless mountain that Qin Luo, who was out alone, met this nameless Taoist priest without a surname.

The first time he saw Qin Luo, he held his pulse like those Shiyin dynasty doctors, then he was amazed and shook his head and sighed.

"I know I'm going to die." Qin Luo was young at the time, but he was not afraid of strangers. He said with a small face full of grief.

"Are you afraid of death?" The Taoist priest didn't expect that the child would actually talk to him on his own initiative, and he was talking to him about the mysterious topic of impermanence of life and death.

"I'm not afraid. But I don't want to die." Qin Luo said.

How could he be willing to die? He has such a happy family and his loved ones. If he dies, wouldn’t he never see them again?

"You are honest." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

"I'm all dying people, what else can I dare not confess?" Qin Luo said angrily. He felt that the old guy's smile was very hateful.

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The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Luo with surprise. The child's mind was completely different from that of ordinary people.

The old Taoist priest thought for a while and said, "I can stop you from dying."

"You are lying to others." Qin Luo said with a pouted mouth.

"I haven't tried it yet, how do you know I'm lying?" The old Taoist stared at Qin Luo and said.

"Grandpa and those miraculous doctors cannot cure me. How can you cure me?" Look, our male protagonist knows how to use provocation at a young age.

"The Taoist Dharma is impermanent, with thousands of mysteries, and all kinds of methods. How could it be compared with ordinary medical skills?" The old Taoist priest explained with a smile on his face. It seemed that he would never get angry.

"I don't believe it, gods and ghosts. Grandpa said, don't be superstitious." Qin Luo said with great need to be beaten.

After hearing Qin Luo's words, the old Taoist priest wanted to slap his butt and leave.

But after hesitating, he said, "Acquaintance is fate. I will give you two volumes of books. If you practice diligently every day, you will be able to save your life."

Then, the old man left behind two thin booklets and fled in panic.

These two volumes are the "Twelve Taoist Brocades" and "Tug-ups" that Qin Luo later practiced continuously. The former builds the foundation and regulates the latter strengthens the body. The two complement each other, allowing Qin Luo's life to survive until now.

Later, the Qin family also spent a lot of effort to find this Taoist practitioner, but the hard work was fruitless. Qin Luo remembered the great kindness of this Taoist priest. More than ten years have passed, and he never had the chance to meet again.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness. I will never forget you." Qin Luo raised his head and looked at the old Taoist and said.

The old Taoist priest turned around and looked at Qin Luo with a smile on his face. More than ten years have passed, and Qin Luo has grown from a sick little naughty boy to a pretty boy, but his appearance has not changed at all.

It was because there was no change, so Qin Luo recognized him at a glance.

"Master? Do I remember that we did not record the title of master and apprentice?" the old Taoist priest said with a smile.

"The love of preaching and the grace of saving lives should be a teacher." Qin Luo said.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Save you, just to accumulate good deeds and practice. You should not be given such a great gift."

"Anyway, at least I'm still alive now." Qin Luo said with a smile.

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "In the dark, there is God's will. Thirteen years ago, I saw you who was about to die. Thirteen years later, we will meet again. Your fate is really great."

The old Taoist priest took a step forward and pulled Qin Luo up from the ground. Then he skillfully buckled his fingers on Qin Luo's wrist meridians.

After touching it a little, he let go and said, "The Heavenly Yang Jue Mai is indeed domineering. The Chonghe, which has been in the "Twelve Forging Brocades of Taoism" for more than ten years, has not yet dissolved the pure yang soul. It seems that it is really like the legendary one, and you have to find the pure yin body."

Qin Luo sighed and said, "Leave it to fate. Didn't the master say that there are certain numbers in the dark?"

"Opportunity. When the time comes, fate comes. Don't worry." The old Taoist priest comforted him.

"I'm not in a hurry. I finally saw my master once. No matter what, I have to ask my master to stay in Yanjing for a few more days so that my disciples can do their best to be filial." Qin Luo said respectfully. This is all his true words.

Owe others a kindness is like borrowing someone else’s debt. Even if you cannot pay it back in one go, you must give someone some interest first.

Qin Luo's life was saved by this old Taoist priest, but he really wanted to keep this old Taoist priest and let him live his life.

The old Taoist priest saw Qin Luo's sincerity and said in a gentle voice: "How can those who seek Tao live in peace? Tao is found. If you don't seek it, how can you achieve Tao?"

Qin Luo had a headache about this Buddha and Taoism. When his grandfather asked him to practice calligraphy, he copied the "Tao Te Ching" and the "Diamond Sutra" and other profound magic tricks. However, every time he copied a scripture, he felt a headache and died. After a long time, he gradually adapted to this torture.

Now, the old Taoist priest was preaching to him again, such as God's will, and he felt drowsy again.

"What is the way the master is looking for?" Qin Luo asked with a tough forehead.

"Tianji Dao."

"Tianji Tao? What kind of Tao is this?" Qin Luo felt that he was playing a word-catching game with people.

"Tianji is Tao, and it is also a sect. The Taoist sect I belong to is Tianji Sect. The Tianji Sect provides Li Chunfeng, a Taoist practitioner in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, as his master, to find cause and effect and to spy on Tianji as the foundation of Tao."

Although Qin Luo did not understand Taoism, he heard his grandfather talk about Li Chunfeng. Li Chunfeng was a famous Tianxiang Family during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty and the author of "Tuibei Tu".

"Tuibei Tu" used to calculate the fate of the Tang Dynasty. Because Li Chunfeng observed the celestial phenomena one day and learned that Empress Wu was about to seize power, he started to calculate it on a whim. But he became addicted to pushing it and was unstoppable. He even calculated the fate of China for more than 2,000 years after the Tang Dynasty. Until Yuan Tiangang pushed his back, he said, "The secret of heaven should not be released anymore, so let's go back and rest." This is the 60th image, so "Tuibei Tu" was named after it.

"How could the master come to Yanjing? And -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"The Taoist Dharma is everywhere." The old Taoist priest said disapprovingly. "There are all things in this mountain, water, pavilions, towers and towers. If you have the chance, you can listen to the principles others have said."

"Tao is the truth?"

"That's the truth."

"What is the reason?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and suddenly drew his sword with his backhand.

choke!

A dragon roar, silver light flashed.

The old Taoist priest slashed his sword, then pointed to a flying insect on the ground that was cut in half by him, and said to Qin Luo: "This is the truth."
Chapter completed!