Fanyou Chapter 32: Encountering the Immortal Driver
At the end of the year, there is heavy snowfall in winter, and the miles are covered with white.
In Hindu Prefecture, the enthusiasm of the people has not been blocked by the cold. After the autumn harvest, farming and animal husbandry are recuperating, and as the New Year approaches, visitors from all over the world gather together. It is the most lively time of the year.
The Imperial Teacher's Office hung up red lanterns early in the morning.
"boom--"
The huge carriage drove into the main gate.
The people around looked at each other in shock.
This carriage was pulled by a huge celestial horse that was more than 10 feet tall. Although the carriage was not luxurious, it was extremely wide. It was nearly 10 feet across and about 10 feet long. It was like a small mobile house. The celestial horse was galloping.
, the wheels are like grinding wheels, and the sound is like thunder. Although it is walking alone, its momentum is like a hundred horses galloping, making the entire Imperial Supervisor seem to be shaking.
Everyone was speculating about who this person was who dared to collide like this.
As the saying goes, "When you step on the threshold, the division is as heavy as a mountain." There is an unknown rule in the National Supervisory Committee, that is, with a few exceptions, all those who pass through the gate must dismount their horses and walk instead of riding in order to respect the saints in front of them.
It should be noted that as an institution that governs students all over the world, although the National Teacher Supervisor does not have the substantive power of the Central Department, Financial Accounts Department, and Military Department, it is the distribution center for talents from the entire Eastern Continent. This is the holy place in the minds of the poor students in the world, and it is the same as
More than half of the dignitaries from both the government and the public meet, and this is an exclusive academy for the royal family and nobles... It is no exaggeration to say that although the National Normal University is not listed in the political class, its status is vaguely higher than that of the political class. Therefore, even if it is
Today's emperor must treat him with courtesy.
There was a moment of commotion in the imperial prison, with everyone looking around and talking secretly. Although the royal carriages and horses are noble, they are not uncommon in the imperial prison, but the Tianju chariot in front of you has only been heard of in legends. Please note,
Tianju is mostly an immortal mount, one foot tall and five feet long, and can travel thousands of miles in a day. Everyone is curious about who such a visitor could be.
"Look, the grand sacrificial wine is out!"
I don't know who shouted, and then I saw an old man wearing white fur appeared on the steps in the atrium, leading dozens of people to come out to greet them. Most of these people were over fifty years old, and every one of them was Daxing.
The academic pillar of the imperial court. The onlookers were shocked. Apart from the personal visit of the Holy Master, they had never seen such a large-scale display by the Imperial Supervisor.
The carriage stopped under the atrium.
The grand sacrificial wine led dozens of people forward, holding hands and saluting, "Welcome the Immortal Master."
The whole place was silent.
The cold wind of winter blew by, and Tianju let out a wheeze and sprayed out a stream of white mist from his nose.
After a while, a gentle voice came from the carriage, "Miao Ruo, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You look old."
The great priest raised his head, his beard and hair trembling, slightly excited, "Teacher..."
The car door opened, and a young man in Tsing Yi got out. He held the door panel and got out of the way. Then he saw a figure wearing a gray hooded robe walking out and standing on the edge of the car. Because he was wearing a hood, he couldn't see clearly.
From his appearance, it was barely certain that he was a man. He did not get out of the car, but took a step forward amidst everyone's surprise.
Then, a shocking scene occurred.
This man stepped on the air and walked on the sky as if he were walking on flat ground.
There was an uproar around him.
It is true that warriors have Qinggong, but the so-called Qinggong of warriors is essentially just jumping and staying in the air. How can it be like walking on the air, which is contrary to common sense? Everyone who witnessed it was shocked and dumbfounded.
The people in the Grand Ceremony Wine group lowered their heads and did not dare to express their anger.
Like a feather, the man landed lightly, and then complained to everyone, with a somewhat annoyed tone, "It's still as cold and annoying as ever in Zhongzhou."
Da Jijiu did not dare to neglect, and said quickly: "The students have prepared the greenhouse, please ask the teacher to move."
"Ha, you still understand me, let's go."
"Please come with the students."
"Miaoruo, why do you age so fast? I almost don't recognize you."
"Huh, teacher, it's been twenty-five years since we last saw each other..." Dajiujiu answered with some helplessness while leading the way, "The student is eighty-two this year."
"Oh? Has it been so long?"
"You have the body of an immortal, and your perception of time is different from that of mortals. Naturally, it is different."
"Really? Well, maybe." The man walked for a while and suddenly remembered something, "Huh? Miaoruo, did I forget something?"
"Um?"
"Oh, forget it, it shouldn't be anything important, let's go."
…
At the bottom of the steps, the young man in Tsing Yi chased and shouted, "Master, wait for me!" Because the steps were slippery, he accidentally fell down and chewed a mouthful of ice shards.
People around him rushed to help, but they were knocked over one by one, screaming in agony.
"I really want to hear Qingwen's voice, oops——"
The room was as warm as spring. The man patted his thigh and suddenly remembered, "I said I seemed to have forgotten something. It turned out that Qing Wen was left behind. Go quickly and have someone bring him in."
I was a little speechless during the grand ceremony, but I still ordered someone to do it as soon as possible.
The man suddenly said: "Forget it, we haven't seen each other for so many years, let's talk alone."
The high priest was startled, hesitated slightly, and then dismissed the others. As a result, the room, which was originally full of people, was empty in the blink of an eye, leaving only two people standing around the fire.
The man took off his hood, revealing the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged man, "There's no need to be reserved when there are no outsiders. Sit down."
"yes."
"Did you see Qingwen just now? He was the last disciple I accepted ten years ago. He can be regarded as your junior brother." The man sat down and said softly, "Originally, I planned to let him take over my mantle.
It's a pity that like you, I have more than enough wisdom, but my spiritual and enlightenment abilities are a bit lacking. I'm afraid it's still hard to touch the threshold of immortality."
"The student is stupid and has disappointed the teacher. However, I see that Junior Brother Qingwen has a solid foundation and is young. With your personal guidance, I believe there is hope for the path to immortality."
"Look? You're looking at shit. You can't even see his face clearly, and you still look at it." The man didn't sell it and scolded him unceremoniously: "So I told you a long time ago that I told you not to stay in the mortal world.
Sihun, look at you, after so many years, you have not made any progress in your practice, but you have learned a lot about the flattery of mortals, and you have wasted half your life."
"Hey, the student knows his mistake."
Miao Ruo smiled bitterly and admitted his mistake, and poured the tea himself.
But the man sneered, "You know your mistake? If you know your mistake, you would have returned to the mountain a long time ago. In the early years, if you had listened to me, even if you couldn't cross the threshold of immortality, you could still live for a few more decades. Look at you now, you are so old.
, you are about to die, how many more years of good life do you have? You have been in this mortal world for decades, and I haven’t seen any progress in you. Is it just for this temple?"
Miao Ruo was obedient and did not dare to refute. He was an old man in his eighties, being scolded in front of a man who looked half his age, but he did not dare to say a word. The scene was really strange.
"well--"
Suddenly, the man sighed with emotion.
Miao Ruohui misunderstood and said shamefully: "The student is not talented, so the teacher has to worry..." After a pause, Miao Ruo continued: "However, to be honest with the teacher, the student already knows what the spiritual root of the student is.
At that time, if you hadn't helped me open the Qi orifice, I would have never been able to awaken in my life. This great kindness and kindness will always be remembered by the students. But because of this, the students understand the talent gap between the students and others, and with the students
With his qualifications, even if he spends his entire life, it will be difficult for him to touch the threshold of immortality, let alone enter the immortal gate..."
The man was silent.
Miao Ruo continued: "Since there is no hope of becoming an immortal, no matter what, the lifetime of a mortal can only last for a few decades. As for students who choose to study medicine, they should have the world in mind, rather than just stealing a few decades and losing it.
However, in this world, it is better to alleviate some of the injuries and pains of sentient beings in a limited number of years, so that my journey in this world is not in vain."
"Oh."
The man smiled, looking at the haggard old man in front of him, his brows filled with relief, "It seems that he has made some progress."
"It's just what I thought in my heart that made the teacher laugh."
"What's so ridiculous about speaking from the bottom of my heart?" The man shook his head and sighed, "From this point of view, you still think clearly, unlike me. Looking back now, it seems that my life has been in vain."
The temple was shaken, "Why did the teacher say this?"
The man's eyes were a little sad, "In the past few years, my feeling has become stronger and stronger, and I am afraid that the end is approaching."
Miao Ruo was so shocked that he almost missed the teapot in his hand and the tea overflowed.
The man didn't wait for him to speak, and then smiled again, "Oh, you don't have to be surprised. After crossing the threshold of immortality, you have entered the immortal gate. You are destined by fate. What's more, in the past hundred years or so, my cultivation has not improved even an inch.
Being able to live one more life is already a blessing from God."
The old man slowly put down the teapot, his beard trembling.
The man laughed and teased, "Haha, it doesn't have to be like this. Even if the end is coming, with my immortal body, I can live for another ten or eight years. But with your old body, it's not sure who will go first."
"Oh--"
Miao Ruo smiled in great sorrow, but he was speechless.
In an instant, the sadness and warmth in my heart are beyond words. The winter wind outside is as sharp as a knife, but indoors it is as warm as spring. The burning charcoal fire is as scorching as summer, but the atmosphere is as sad as autumn.
"Hey, stop talking about this."
The man waved his hand, trying to dispel the gloom, "This time I go down the mountain, unless there is an accident, should be the last time. I thought I would come down for a swim before the deadline, firstly to see if I could encounter some
Opportunity, although the chance is slim, I have to give it a try; secondly, I want to find a successor for Qingzhu Peak. Alas, you have not entered my mountain gate, and you don’t know the embarrassment inside the mountain gate. Now I am only worried that one day I will leave.
If there is no one inside the mountain gate who can carry the banner, then even the mountain position will not be preserved."
Miao Ruobai frowned, "Isn't there still Senior Brother Caixian?"
"Well, he is dozens of years older than you. He has been stuck on the threshold of immortality for more than thirty years. There is little hope." The man smiled bitterly and joked, "It's hard to say who will come first among the three of us."
Miao Ruo was completely speechless.
The man was much calmer than him, and said with a smile: "Then again..."
"Genu——"
Suddenly, there was a cry from outside.
The man's words were interrupted, and Miao Ruo was immediately displeased and shouted: "Back off!"
"Yes, yes..."
"It doesn't matter." The man didn't care and waved his hand, "Just listen."
"This, oh, made the teacher laugh."
Miao Ruo hesitated for a moment, then suppressed his anger, turned around and shouted, "What's the matter?"
"Yes, it is an urgent document from Priest Quhong..."
The people outside came back again, explaining the matter first, and then, as if they were afraid of being blamed, they hurriedly said a few more words to explain, "The high priest once warned that if you receive a document from Priest Qu Hong,
Be sure to do it as soon as possible..."
Miao Ruo was startled, "Huh? A young man named Wen?"
"yes."
"Where are they?" The old man's face softened slightly.
"Waiting in the side hall."
"I know, let's take him to a side compartment to rest first and treat him well."
"yes."
"Qu Hong? Could it be that one from back then..." The man gestured at his height, "Little girl?"
"Exactly."
Miao Ruo turned around and continued following the topic: "The teacher praised her for her extremely high intelligence back then, and her future achievements will definitely not be inferior to those of her students."
"So how is she now?"
"She is better than her old master." Miao Ruo smiled, with a look of relief that could not be hidden. "Over the years, she has been practicing with students and has grown up very quickly. She was already a level six pharmacist a few years ago."
"Oh? A few years ago..., less than thirty years old, right?"
"I'm thirty years old, three years ahead of my time as a student."
"Oh, that is indeed excellent, I don't know the spiritual roots..." The man's eyes were slightly expectant.
"Better than my disciples, but after more than ten years, I still haven't been able to touch the threshold of immortality." Miao Ruo naturally knew what his teacher was thinking. Although he couldn't bear it, he could only tell the truth.
"oh."
The man nodded, his disappointment palpable. However, he had met Qu Hong before and was quite familiar with her qualifications, so his expectations were not too high and he quickly returned to normal. Jian Miaoruo's expression had a trace of
Blaming himself, he casually changed the subject and joked: "Then is this young man named Wen her child?"
"Ah, it's not true, she is not married yet." Miao Ruo explained: "This young man named Wen is her new disciple. It is said that he has excellent qualifications. Well - it's funny to say that this kid Qu Hong has always had a bad temper.
I have never accepted a disciple, and I have never seen someone praise me so highly, so my students are a little more distracted, but in essence they have never seen a real person."
"Oh? That sounds interesting."
The man nodded slightly and smiled again, "Last time we met, it was you who brought that little girl. This time, it was the little girl's turn to bring a disciple. Haha, this is the so-called passing of fire from generation to generation, right? Well, let's think of it this way.
Come on, I should be considered his ancestor, right? In that case, let him come over, meet him, and see if he has any luck."
Miao Ruo's eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked him, and then hurriedly called someone to summon him, for fear that something would change. After all, being summoned by an immortal is a rare opportunity that happens in a hundred years, and it is not an ordinary opportunity. If from Miao Ruo to Qu Hong and then to the next generation, all three generations will be affected by it.
The immortal pointed out that this was a great blessing. If he could benefit from it, his lineage might be able to flourish for another hundred years.