Qi Wuhuo looked up at the [Channel Hall] and nodded.

The old man gently patted his shoulder, and a flowing breath covered him, covering his body.

The heaven and earth hide, and all living beings hide their bodies.

So the three souls converge in the mud palace, and the essence returns to the chaos.

Even if the gods in heaven are thousands of miles away, they will never see his traces; if they are the divine beasts in the underworld, they will no longer hear any sound.

The old man handed the whisk in his hand to Qi Wuhuo and smiled and said, "I won't go in."

Qi Wuhuo bowed and walked quietly into this [Path View]. There were many people coming and going, but no one could notice him. Qi Wuhuo saw a Taoist sitting upright on a three-foot platform with a ten-thousand crane cover on his head. His breath was long and mysterious. He held a jade Ruyi in his hand, and was telling many mysterious and wonderful methods.

Qi Wuhuo thought about it, but did not immediately reveal his body to ask.

With both hands in front of you, your right hand was pressed on your left hand, just like when you were meditating, the whisk was placed on your arms and stood quietly beside everyone, listening to the senior brother's teachings of Taoism, it was indeed mysterious and profound.

The method of refining the essence and refining the innate Qi is explained very clearly.

But Qi Wuhuo was vaguely, and seemed to be able to feel that what the Taoist said should have been developed by himself based on some of the mantras taught by the old man. In comparison, it was far less profound and subtle than the old man passed on. The Taoist explained the Taoist Dharma and solved the doubts for many disciples before leaving.

Many disciples stood up, bowed and said to the teacher to see him off.

Qi Wuhuo thought about it and followed him.

After looking back, I saw that some of these disciples were young and handsome, while others were dressed luxuriously, and they all looked like they were all among the people.

And my senior brother's steps are also very light.

The Taoist walked back to the quiet room, without any extravagance, still simple, just making tea for himself.

The Taoist lowered his eyes and exhaled. Listening to the endless teacher's name outside, a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he murmured:

"The immortals in the Purple Palace recite scriptures at night, and the pine wind blew as if they were playing the piano."

"The Ming Dynasty went to Qingcheng again, and smiled at Penglai as a guest star."

Suddenly, I heard a soft voice: "Senior brother is very interested."

The Taoist was shocked. With his own realm, he was bullied to such a distance, and he couldn't help but feel waves in his heart. However, after all, he had rich experience and still had a plain tone. He smiled and said, "Who is here to find me?"

Qi Wuhuo dispersed the Dharma.

So the owner of the tunnel museum was ready to go. As long as he noticed the changes in the energy, he would kill him with one move. But suddenly he saw ripples in the space seven steps in front of him, and a young Taoist walked out naturally.

She was wearing a blue water cloud suit, a wooden hairpin, a five-color silk ribbon around her waist, and no jade pendant.

Only one green branch was inserted diagonally on one side.

Drag the whisk with your right hand, and you look handsome and natural.

Just like a high-ranking disciple of Xuanmen, he is like a mortal guest in the world of the world.

The Taoist who opened the passage hall changed slightly and stood up.

"Who are you?!!"

Qi Wuhuo looked at the Taoist in front of him, and saw that he was still simple. He saw that he was just an ordinary Taoist robe and wooden hairpin. He had no extravagance. He just had a deep temperament and bright eyes. So he bowed and bowed and said:

"Junior Brother Xuanwei, I've met Senior Brother."

"Xuanwei..."

The man subconsciously turned around and searched, but failed to find the old man's figure. He asked subconsciously:

"Where is the teacher?"

Qi Wuhuo calmed down and replied as the teacher's instructions: "I'm the only one here today."

The Taoist obviously breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"I don't know if it's my junior brother coming, so I don't say it in advance. Senior brother is not ready to entertain you yet."

"Come on, sit down and have a cup of tea."

He took out the tea, and Qi Wuhuo recognized that although these types of tea were not very expensive, they were not ordinary objects. They should be the kind that only grew on the cliffs of mountains and rivers. Even the water for making tea seemed to be melted by glaciers in extremely cold places. He looked at the Taoist in front of him, without much greeting, just said, "Teacher, please return to the master's sect to practice, is it okay?"

The Taoist said: "Return to the Master's Sect? What are you going to do?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Travel around, seek teachers and friends, and cultivate your nature and life."

The Taoist was silent and subconsciously looked out the window, where he could see the canopy full of pine and cypress green.

Although he did not like extravagance, many disciples respected themselves and respected themselves. When they went in and out, they were all nobles; chatting and drinking were also beautiful women in the world. Although they did not interfere with the world's storm, the changes in the world were all related to me. Every move could change the situation of a country. The emperor of the human race practiced the way of luck, and I was the one who supported the dragon.

A move in the world can trigger a thousand flows.

I am not lustful, but the beauties in the world will follow my choice; I am not greedy for money, but if I want it, I will just bow my head.

When I thought of this place, I suddenly felt a little proud and rose from the deepest part of the Taoist heart.

But after leaving, I am afraid I have to travel around, so I can't do this anymore.

He looked around the teacup with his palms, seemed to hesitate for a while, and then he smiled:

"Maybe, I can only violate the teacher's order."

Qi Wuhuo said, "Why?"

The Taoist replied: "I used to have great ambitions to save all the disciples of the world. Now I have just started. Today's emperors are also considered heroic and powerful. With my assistance, I can achieve great achievements and eliminate demonic kingdoms in all directions. I can also summon many disciples to enter my Taoist sect and pass on my laws. I have not completed it yet, so I cannot leave with the teacher."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the Taoist deeply, but did not agree to his retention, and stood up to say goodbye.

"Since that's the case, the teacher gave the Taoist name and jade slip to the senior brother back then."

"Please return it."

The Taoist was silent for a moment, reached into his sleeve, and took out the jade slip, but the jade slip never left his body.

He stroked the jade slip with his fingers, and finally handed the jade slip to Qi Wuhuo.

I felt regretful, and a feeling of relief. I even had some distracting thoughts. I thought that the martial arts had been taught to me anyway, and I had also walked out of my own path. Apart from the records of fate from that year, this jade slip seemed to be not very important. Now my cultivation level is so good that it can be called a land god in the world, but it also has the foundation of freedom and freedom.

People still have to have their own choices after all.

After drinking the tea, Dao's heart did not change. He stood up and smiled and said, "Junior brother, I'll give you..."

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "Don't bother fellow Taoists."

The celestial master who once had the Taoist name Yuyang looked complicated and sighed with a sigh. He watched the boy push open the door. The sun shines into the house. There are some dust rising and falling, but it seems to emit golden light in the sun. When Qi Wuhuo walked out, there were some registered disciples here looking at him in surprise. The boy just nodded politely and greeted him step by step in his Taoist shoes.

He asked the Taoist who stood up with gray hair, "Teacher, who is this Taoist priest?"

The Taoist who lost the Taoist name of Yuyang Zhenren looked at the young man walking in the light and shadow, wearing a blue water cloud suit, with a sword box behind him, and a straight back. He recalled his appearance when he first entered the Taoist path, with a little complexity and a little sigh, and suddenly seemed to have already felt relieved. He smiled and shook his head and turned around, and said calmly: "An old friend."

“That’s all…”

………………………………………

When Qi Wuhuo walked outside, he saw the old man looking up at the leaves falling, and he was concentrating.

For some reason, I was a little angry and sad, so I took out the jade token from my hand and said, "Teacher, what are you doing?"

The old man didn't look back, but just raised his hand to point at the evergreen tree. A leaf moved slightly in the wind, as if it was about to fall, but it seemed to be still on it, half-dried and half-green, quite mysterious, and said with a smile: "I just want to see if the leaves fall or not, when will they fall and wither?"

Then he said, "Press up, he didn't follow you, have you made a choice?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

The old man turned around and looked at the jade slip. It had the same texture as the one Qi Wuhuo had. It had a jade sun on the front and the Taoist's name and surname on the back. The old man looked at Qi Wuhuo and said, "Go and take out the sword and smash the jade slip."

Qi Wuhuo had not reached the realm of innate Qi, so he just took out the sword from the sword box and followed the old man's instructions.

With one sword, the sword blade hit the jade slip, and the jade slip broke.

The old man took out a candied haw and handed it to him, and smiled and said, "Good boy, I'll give this to you."

The boy in blue shirt said, "I am no longer a child, and the teacher doesn't have to treat me like this."

The old man smiled and said, "Can you eat?"

“…eat.”

Qi Wuhuo carried the sword box on his back, put away the sword, and then held the candied haws.

First, I licked the syrup on it carefully and then slowly ate it, asking:

"Teacher, can you just smash the jade slip?"

The old man said gently: "Yes, that's enough."

"I don't go to take anything, nor do I take away his cultivation and achievements."

"His foundation is still there, and his practice is still there, but he just has no chance of being with me."

Qi Wuhuo still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. When he was pondering, the jade slip thrown by the road behind him suddenly shattered and turned into light dust and disappeared.

A green leaf finally fell on the evergreen tree.

The old man sighed:
Chapter completed!