After a while, the little man couldn't help but said again: "It's really the Nine Turns Heart Sutra! It's developed, and I finally found the complete Nine Turns Heart Sutra. I won't take any detours in my future cultivation."
Qi Feihong heard the little man's voice this time. He was startled, came back to his senses, glanced at the little man floating above his head, and asked in surprise: "Who are you? When will you come?
Came here?"
The little man ignored Qi Feihong and continued to ask: "Why do the Nine Transformations of the Heart Sutra, except for the words 'Nine Transformations of the Heart Sutra' at the beginning, do not look like other words that I am familiar with?"
Qi Feihong seemed to have thought of something and shouted: "You are my soul? Why did you come out? I didn't allow you to come out, go back quickly..."
The little man disappeared in a flash and went in directly from Qi Feihong's head. Qi Feihong didn't feel any discomfort, and he didn't even show pain. It was as if he didn't feel anything when the little man got in. About his own
The soul moves in and out of your body, just like this, without any feeling.
Qi Feihong completely lost himself, which caused his soul to lose control and run out on his own. This is absolutely not allowed among immortal cultivators, because the soul can leave the body without the permission of the master.
, is a very dangerous thing.
The Yuan Shen has almost no ability to protect itself. Without the protection of the master, that is, the main body, it may disappear in the face of some attacks. Once the Yuan Shen dies, the main body has no possibility of living, unless it is of some powerful level.
Only by practicing the heaven-defying skills such as Yuan Shen Clone in advance can you save your life.
The soul returned to the body, and Qi Feihong finally woke up. He quickly turned around and looked around, and then said to himself: "I know the words of the Nine Transformations Heart Sutra, but the fragments of the scroll I practiced are
The Nine Transformations of the Heart Sutra? I don’t even know, how does the Yuan Shen know about it?”
He hurriedly looked at the sheepskin scroll in his hand and saw densely written strange words on the sheepskin scroll. Even after countless years, the writing was still very clear. It seemed that the sheepskin scroll itself was a treasure and could protect the words on it.
Lasting forever.
It's a pity that Qi Feihong didn't know the words on the sheepskin scroll. He hadn't read any books, and his master died early and didn't teach him properly. Now when he faced the strange words on the sheepskin scroll, he didn't understand a single word.
In Qi Feihong's view, these words were more like graffiti of two-year-old children of different sizes. He couldn't tell what these words were at all, nor could he see any pattern. He even thought it was a prank.
It was painted by someone.
Qi Feihong was very anxious and regretted that he didn't go to school properly and asked his master for advice on the words commonly used by cultivators. He stared at the parchment scroll in his hand, looking at the rune-like handwriting.
I hate myself for being so young and not working hard, but I also secretly pray for some miracle to happen.
The words on the sheepskin scroll seemed to have magical powers, gradually attracting Qi Feihong's mind, causing him to unknowingly enter a state of forgetfulness.
Qi Feihong entered a state of forgetfulness about things and himself, and soon forgot everything, even where he was and what he was here for. He was completely lost in the things on the parchment scroll.
in the text.
After a while, Qi Feihong suddenly felt dizzy, and he suddenly arrived in a brand new place. This place has mountains and rivers, pavilions and pavilions, and picturesque scenery. The fairy atmosphere here is lingering, and it is so beautiful that it is like a legendary fairyland on earth.
.
Qi Feihong stood in an octagonal pavilion, having woken up at this time. He looked at the beautiful scenery around him with selflessness, and even temporarily forgot the words on the parchment scroll and his original purpose.
He didn't even notice that there was a short old man in front of him who was less than four feet tall. The short old man had a red face, but his hair and beard were gray, and he really looked like a child with white hair.
The old man's eyes were like lightning, and he was also looking at Qi Feihong, and he was looking at Qi Feihong very carefully, as if he was looking at a treasure, or someone he loved.
Qi Feihong was startled when he found the old man. He instinctively took a big step back and took a defensive posture. He thought he had encountered a monster and instinctively wanted to protect himself, but after taking a defensive posture, he
He found himself a little funny, because the old man had no intention of harming him at all.
The old man didn't care about Qi Feihong's vigilance and uneasiness, and kept staring at Qi Feihong, as if he wanted to see something from Qi Feihong's appearance. In fact, the thirty-year-old Qi Feihong was already looking a little old, and there was nothing interesting about him.
I spent most of the first thirty years of my life alone. I didn't pay attention to dressing up, nor was I taken good care of. It can be said that I was weathered, and my face had wrinkles early on, making me look older.
Qi Feihong felt panicked when the old man saw him, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why are you staring at me like this? Where am I...?"
The old man smiled slowly, touched his one-foot-long gray beard, and chuckled: "Young man, don't be afraid, this is my cave, no one will make things difficult for you... What's your name? How old are you this year?"
"
Qi Feihong saw that this man was indeed older than himself, and did not recommend that he call himself "young man": "My name is Qi Feihong, and I am thirty years old this year."
The old man nodded: "Qi Feihong? This name is quite easy to pronounce. It's just that your strength seems to be too weak. In the early stage of body refining realm, it is almost equivalent to not yet entering the ranks of immortal cultivators. In the past,
You are not worthy to be my disciple at all... That's all, since you can find something left by me, that means you are destined to be with me, so I will reluctantly accept you as my disciple and teach you the way of cultivating immortality."
The old man seemed kind and friendly, but what he said was a bit unpleasant. He seemed to be a proud and arrogant person. Maybe he was an outsider and was used to talking like this, rather than deliberately doing so.
Qi Feihong was just wondering when he heard the old man say loudly: "Kneel down and become a disciple. I will teach you the way of cultivating immortals. This can be regarded as the end of the fate between you and me."
"What?" Qi Feihong was stunned, his face full of disbelief. He didn't believe that he would meet an immortal, let alone that this immortal who didn't even know his name would accept him as his disciple.
The old man saw Qi Feihong's confusion and said with a smile: "Why are you so confused? Why don't you hurry up and become a disciple? I can tell you that if you miss this village, there will be no other shop."
Qi Feihong came back to his senses and felt extremely lucky. His face was filled with joy and he quickly knelt down and saluted: "Disciple Qi Feihong, pay your respects to the master."
The old man chuckled and said slowly: "Qi Feihong, my name is Qing Sanren. Remember my name. Don't ask someone about it. You don't know anything and are making fun of others. You found me."
The parchment scroll left by the Immortal a long time ago also accidentally opened the teleportation formation that I left on the parchment scroll, which is why I am destined to be with you. I will accept you as my disciple. You must practice hard in the future and try to do it sooner.
make an achievement."
"Shangqing Sanren..." Qi Feihong recited silently and saluted again: "Master is here, I will remember my master's name and never forget it. I am sincere in cultivating immortality. Please teach me the way to cultivate immortality and help you on your path to immortality."
The path to immortality.”
Shangqing Sanren stretched out his hand, and Qi Feihong felt a huge force lifting him up. He stood up involuntarily, already knowing how powerful Shangqing Sanren was. Shangqing Sanren seemed to take the opportunity to test Qi Feihong's qualifications, and said seriously:
"You have been cultivating alone before, right? If your foundation is not stable, it will be difficult to achieve anything. If you abolish your cultivation and start from scratch, you are now thirty years old, and it will be difficult to achieve anything big.
.”
Qi Feihong said: "The disciple had a master before, but before the master had time to teach the disciple the method of cultivation, he died because of the failure to overcome the tribulation. After that, the disciple did practice alone and took many detours. The disciple's foundation is unstable.
, it is caused by the disciple’s single-minded pursuit of happiness when he is practicing alone.”
Shangqing Sanren sighed, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said with determination: "Forget it, let's start from the beginning. I will personally guide you to practice, help you lay a good foundation, and lay a solid foundation for future practice.
.There will be some pain during this period, so bear with it and never give up. Do you understand?"
Qi Feihong nodded quickly: "Everything must be obeyed by the master. I am willing to practice from the beginning and have a good foundation."
Shangqing Sanren nodded slightly, still very satisfied with Qi Feihong's attitude.