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Chapter 163: Pain, Loss and Forgotten

The sound was not loud, and it was within the wing room, but for Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu's souls as clear as a mirror, the distance of ten steps did not hinder them from hearing what the master of the temple was saying to himself, and they couldn't help but

Looking at each other and smiling, in this land of Dharma-ending, there are still people who are pursuing the way of eternal life through external elixirs.

The little boy heard the sound of the explosion and hurriedly turned around and rushed in. After a while, he coughed and complained and pulled out a tall man whose face was covered with dark dust: "Grandpa, such a big smoke.

, what are you still doing standing in there?"

The tall man's voice was quite old, and he said a little absent-mindedly: "Perhaps if you feel carefully what's wrong with this smoke, you can find out the reason why it always fails." As he said this, he wanted to continue walking into the wing, but he was stopped by the little man.

The boy covered his face with a wet handkerchief that he had prepared a long time ago. A cool feeling came to him, which made him sober. He couldn't help but sigh, and wiped his face carefully with the handkerchief.

"Grandpa, the visitor, there is a passing couple who want to stay overnight." The little boy quickly took the opportunity to tell the visitor about Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu.

After wiping his face, the viewer didn't look as old as he sounded. He was in his forties, with an upright appearance and some gray hair on his temples, which made him look like he was exhausted.

He raised his head and looked at Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu. He saw that they did not look like vicious people, and that they were good-looking, calm and indifferent. In addition, they were not far from the capital, and there were often travelers and merchants staying overnight. So he smiled and said: "If you two don't

If you don’t like the original view being simple and too noisy, just choose a wing room.”

As he said that, he stepped forward to greet him, but something rolled out of his alchemy room just now, and it happened to be at his feet. So he stepped on it, staggered, and was about to fall, but at this time. A pair of white and steady

His hands firmly held his shoulders, preventing him from colliding with the ground.

"Thank you." The viewer said gratefully. Although if he really fell, there wouldn't be any serious consequences with his relatively strong body, but the other person had good intentions after all.

Standing still and taking a closer look, he couldn't help but have a faint doubt in his heart. The woman in purple skirt was at the gate seven or eight steps away, and the moment he took a step forward, he clearly saw the man in green robe standing side by side with her. How could he have been there in time?

Hold yourself up? Even the masters with swords, fists and feet that I have seen in the past can only take three or four steps when I fall.

Shi Xuan smiled and said: "I am Shi Xuan, who is also a Taoist priest. This is my good friend Mo Jingqiu."

"The old Taoist named himself Wuwu, but as for his common name in the past, he has long forgotten it." The master of Wuwu temple heard that Shi Xuan claimed to be a Taoist priest. He looked a little happy, and then pointed to the little boy, "His name is Jiang

Liu. Is a child from Shanyin Village. He likes to listen to the old Taoist talk about strange things, so he likes to go to the temple. Later, he became interested in the method of alchemy and the art of immortality, and often helped the old Taoist with some tricks.

Even if you haven't formally started, you can still be considered as a half-disciple of the Taoist tradition."

After finishing speaking, the master of Wuwang Temple looked forward to it and said: "I wonder if Fellow Taoist Shi has any insights into the method of alchemy? Can you help me find out the reasons for the failure just now?"

"Maybe the source of the fire is wrong." Shi Xuan didn't know how his alchemy method was, but there was one problem that he couldn't overcome. In a world based on the power of the five elements, slightly more complex material changes are involved, or it requires Taoism.

For the blessing of talismans and seals, one must use various kinds of real fire and water to refine them, such as the real fire of stars, the dazzling fire of thunder, etc. However, such foreign objects are very rare, and they are almost non-existent in the land of the end of law.

The eyes of Wuwu Guanzhu lit up: "Yes, how can the elixir of immortality be refined with ordinary fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cursing voice came from outside the watch: "Jiang Liu, why did you come to Crazy Old Road again?" A strong peasant woman in her early thirties walked in and pointed to the place where Wuwangguan was hiding.

Xiao Jiangliu behind the Lord said, "Don't go back with me yet."

Jiang Liu shook his head: "Mom, it's still early, let me stay a little longer."

"Humph, this old Taoist is crazy. He has never married or had any children in his life. He is very unfilial. You have been with him for a long time. If you learn that he only wants some bullshit immortality, I will die unjustly." Jiang said sarcastically, if it weren't for the old Taoist.

Here you can learn to read and write for free, and she has already let Jiang Liu go to school.

The master of Wuhuang Temple could not help but retort: ​​"All things in the world, mountains and rivers, have existed for a long time. Why can't we, the spirits of all things, seek the way to eternal life? You peasant women have little knowledge, so don't talk nonsense."

Jiang sneered: "Old Master Wuwu, let me ask you, have you ever seen anyone immortal in the world? Those who are truly immortal are not the reincarnations of gods and Buddhas. How can we mortals be able to practice Taoism and become immortals?"

"Humph, those swindlers can only deceive foolish men and women like you." Wuwu Lao Taoist said disdainfully.

Jiang continued to ask: "Then what do you gain from praying for immortality? There are no immortal means at all. Both parents died of old age at home. He was a famous doctor in the capital and had a fortune. Now he can only guard this dilapidated Taoist temple and make elixirs to survive.

I made the last disciple go crazy until he died, and now he is just over forty, but he is still like a sixty-year-old man, covered with diseases. I think you are not seeking immortality, but seeking death!"

This peasant woman looked like she had been reading for a few days. She was eloquent and well-organized. After she finished speaking, she didn't care about the old saying, and just pulled Jiang Liu and walked away from the view.

Jiang Liu didn't dare to resist, so he turned around and winked at Lao Dao, saying that he would sneak over again later.

"You, you don't understand." Old Taoist Wuwu said with some desolation, "In the remote and backward southern Xinjiang, there is the art of voodoo and poison. They all have supernatural powers. How can we who are cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality be without means?

, it’s just that the old Taoist himself is stupid and has difficulty getting started.”

Despair is more painful than acknowledging setbacks.

Hearing this, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu were quite puzzled, but they quickly figured out that Hunyuan Jindou was just an innate Taoist embryo with no spiritual intelligence, and its power was dispersed and unable to be evenly distributed. The further away from it, the more powerful it would be.

The smaller the suppression, it is normal for some magic-like things to appear in extremely remote places. However, in this world, no matter how remote it is, it can only reach this step and cannot become a real magic.

The old Taoist Wuwang was lost for a moment, then he calmed down his emotions, put all these things behind, and thought about what Shi Xuan just said, "If you don't use ordinary fire, where can you find the real fire of the Xian family? I wonder if those Taoist friends have any information about it?"

News about this."

For a moment, he fell into deep contemplation.

Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu were both smart and unrestrained people. They made fire and cooked food by themselves. When the rice was cooked, they woke up Wuwu Lao Dao and ate with him.

"Master, I wonder where it is a hundred miles away in that direction?" Shi Xuan pointed to the southeast.

The old Taoist Wu Wang looked at it and replied dumbly: "Beijing." He was still thinking, and he was not surprised that someone would arrive nearby and not know it was the capital.

It turned out to be the capital. Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu were stunned at first, and then a little relieved. The place where the innate Tao fetus was placed would inevitably have some supernatural phenomena. Naturally, it would be regarded as a place with strong luck. They established the capital as a capital. They just hoped that it would not be there.

It would take a lot of trouble to go underground in the palace.

There was an old Taoist in front of him who didn't worry about anything and was not surprised or confused. Naturally, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu hurriedly asked each other and gradually determined the whereabouts of Hunyuan Jindou.

When the capital was established here, someone found a golden bucket in a cave. The pattern was complex and mysterious, and the light was dim but far-reaching. It was regarded as a divine thing from heaven and a sign of auspiciousness, and was enshrined in the ancestral temple, which was in the palace.

One side is heavily guarded.

Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu both breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they are not buried deep underground and have to spend a lot of time digging, after all, the longer the time, the greater the variables. Many strong bows and crossbows are fired without interruption.

, even if the two people's hearts are like mirrors, reflecting the surrounding area, they cannot avoid it. With the ancestral temple as a barrier, fire attacks, wall breaking and other means, the other party cannot use them.

And sneaking into the palace secretly is not as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Having determined their goals, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu each chose a private room and began to adjust their breathing and recuperate, striving to restore their condition as soon as possible.

…………

In the dead of night, outside the dilapidated Taoist temple, several men in black clothes suddenly sneaked in. Their faces were covered with thick masks.

"Is this here?" A man in black asked the leader in confusion, "How could the Taoist man whom the Imperial Preceptor asked me to arrest be in such a dilapidated Taoist temple?" Even if he is not as good as the Imperial Preceptor, he can become the emperor's confidant.

, with eight living rooms, at least the Taoist temple should be prosperous. Could it be that this Taoist man can't even pretend to be a ghost?

The leader nodded and said affirmatively: "This is where the national master said that he is a born person who concentrates on refining elixirs. He accidentally tasted one of his elixirs and felt that it was of great help to his spiritual cultivation, so he planned to 'invite' him."

Go back, even if it was a coincidence before, no matter how difficult it is to make, you can make some longevity elixirs to coax the emperor. The older he gets, the more obsessed he is with the immortality elixir, the more alienated he is from the imperial master, and those who play with elixirs.

Taoist priests of fire are close to each other."

Above them, there was a black crow circling quietly and watching, melting into the darkness. Its eyes had no intelligence, but its movements were different from ordinary crows, as if it had been tamed by someone using special techniques.

"Where are the others in the Taoist temple?" asked another man in black.

The leader responded coldly: "It's their bad luck to silence them."

After confirming the place, these men in black began to climb over the white wall with great skill. However, as soon as they landed, they felt a flash of cold light and lost consciousness.

The two people who came in behind saw the people in front of them falling down silently. They were shocked and threw a bag of highly poisonous powder into the sky. This was a life-saving thing given by the Imperial Master.

Even if dozens or hundreds of people are ambushed on the opposite side, they will suffer the same fate.

But before they could feel proud, they felt the opponent's sword light swirling and strong wind blowing, and some of the poisonous powder rolled back, causing them to corrode to death before they could even scream.

With clear minds, Shi Xuan and Mo Jingqiu's footsteps were weird. Under the shroud of the remaining poisonous powder, they found a weak spot and swung their swords to protect themselves and escaped.

"You come to seize people, and you talk nonsense and disturb people's dreams." Shi Xuan shook his head and smiled, and he and Mo Jingqiu went back to the room to rest without doing anything, so that Wuwu Lao Dao would be more vigilant after seeing it, and

The meaning revealed in the words of the man in black gave the two of them some ideas.

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