There are green mountains wherever they pass, and there are gods among the Taoist gates.
Daozong is hidden in the mountains and ridges, and ordinary people have no chance to see it. Yue Shiru ran away and destroyed several armor and horse talismans, and then returned to the mountain gate in Zhongzhou Fucheng in one breath. If he was born with one Qi, he would at least be able to understand
There are some means of controlling the wind, but if they are just means of controlling the wind, they will look better.
Elegant and chic.
In terms of speed, it is more reliable to run wildly with these two legs relying on the armor and horse talisman.
Thousand Miles Energy consumes two talismans and one big cake.
You can also indirectly temper your own vitality and essence.
After Yue Shiru knocked on the gate of the mountain and chatted with the disciples of Daozong who were guarding the mountain today, he saw a Taoist priest with black hair and black beard, a majestic face and a Chinese character, striding forward. A happy look appeared on his face. He stepped forward to greet him and said:
"Teacher!" The middle-aged Taoist came up, pressed Yue Shiru's shoulders with both hands, squeezed his shoulders, and patted his back, with joy on his face:
"Okay, okay, just come back."
"I heard that there was danger in Zhongzhou. When I wanted to rush there, it was already too late. I was worried that something might happen to you."
"Haha, okay, as long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
When Yue Shiru was young, he was taken to the mountains to practice cultivation. There was no difference between his teacher and his father.
The majestic Taoist also breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Do you have any records of this trip down the mountain?"
When Taoist disciples go down the mountain to travel around the world, most of them have to do a good job of seeing and hearing. The strange people, strange things and many Dharma methods they see will be recorded in a book and placed on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, so that those disciples can know what kind of people there are in the world.
Let the disciples know what happened in the past.
Yue Shiru nodded and said, "Yes."
The young Taoist's face looked full of emotion: "I have seen a lot, but I finally know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people."
"Okay, okay, that's it for Yunyou."
"If just seeing the scenery and visiting many scenery is not beneficial to life, then it is not a Taoist wandering."
The middle-aged Taoist praised him and took his disciples back to the sect and back to the mountains. Yue Shiru went to the Deacon Hall and described the disaster in Zhongzhou. He was not the only one in Zhongzhou at that time, but there were also other disciples.
, whether the realm is high or low, they have all fought with swords, and they have also suffered injuries. Based on the experiences and knowledge of these many disciples, I have perfected this matter and recorded it here.
The majestic Taoist said: "Scholar, you have gained quite a lot from this trip."
"It seems that soon you will be able to go to the Cave Heaven Paradise and try to break through the realm to become an innate energy."
There are three methods of the upper, middle and lower methods to break Xiantian Yiqi. However, the superior method is too mysterious and mysterious, while the inferior method uses external force to cut off the way forward. Most of them will choose the middle method to go to a place with abundant spiritual energy and rely on it.
Many formations left in those blessed places assist in breaking through the realm, allowing one's own vitality and essence to gather and turn into [Qi].
Since then, it has been a true teaching, traveling down the mountain, and can be called a Taoist priest.
If you are willing to save the world, you can also find a mountain range, build a temple there, and accept disciples.
Not to mention magical powers and long life, this is the realm that all Taoist disciples long for, but Yue Shiru hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "Disciple wants to practice for a while..." The majestic Taoist said slightly
He was stunned, and then there was joy in his eyes, but he suppressed the emotion and just asked: "Why?"
Yue Shiru recalled his experiences during this period, recalled the young Taoist priest, and the young Taoist priest Ming Xin, and couldn't help but sigh: "When I went out this time, I saw strange people and strange things, and I also understood the meaning of cultivation as cultivation."
"Asking for help from me is the way to cultivate the Tao."
"Disciples always feel that if they rely on such a method to gain access to Xiantian Yiqi, they will become further and further away from them."
"How can we go there to eat his three-yellow chicken in the future?"
Yue Shiru made a joke that only he could understand, and he felt relieved.
His teacher put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Yes!!"
"Do scholars understand? What these people have seen and experienced are insights that I could not gain even by sitting in the mountains for thousands of years. Anyone in this world can be my teacher. It can be seen from his body
When you come to my path, the ascetics say that you should be pure and at ease, but it does not mean that you should stay far away from the worldly world and live in seclusion in the city."
"Hahaha, okay, okay."
"Want to eat three-yellow chicken? Master, I will catch it for you."
Yue Shiru couldn't laugh or cry.
Immediately he remembered the young Taoist's entrustment and said: "There is still something that Master Qi entrusted his disciples to deliver to the Patriarch. He seems to be related to our Taoist Sect. The disciples dare not neglect it, so they gave up looking for the Patriarch.
The dreamer will come back quickly."
He took out the letter Qi Wuhuo wrote at that time, and then said to the disciples of the Deacon Hall:
"The disciple hopes to transfer this item to the ancestor."
"Hmm? Which lineage of ancestors are you?"
"It's Lu Zu..."
The deacon hall fell silent for an instant.
A fat Taoist man came up, frowned when he heard this, and said: "Meet Lu Zu? Do you know that the Patriarch is currently meditating in seclusion, which is a critical time for cultivation. How can you just meet him just as you say? A mere Taoist, even
You have never set foot in Xiantian Qi, so you are talking nonsense about the ancestors. Do you know the rules of the sect?"
Yue Shiru was neither humble nor arrogant and said: "Disciples know that Dan Lian Yang Guan was personally passed down by the ancestor. Master Qi also contributed a lot to the disaster in Zhongzhou. Although he is young, his grace is extraordinary and he has the air of a real person. His master seems to be like me.
Lu Zu, the Taoist sect, has old traditions, so he wants to pass on the message."
"Huh! Master Qi?"
The fat Taoist man stretched out his hand and read through the information submitted by Yue Shiru.
Seeing the person described above, read [At the age of 16, he is already born with an innate Qi, he has all three talents, his foundation is perfect, his aura is as bright as the moon, his interactions with others are like the wind blowing across his face, he has overcome epidemic diseases, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary and can make him refine his yang.
The sword was unsheathed...] He glanced at it, frowned, and immediately pressed his right hand heavily on the table and scolded:
"You're just a genius, how dare you call me a real person? If you spread the word, people will laugh at me."
"He is only sixteen years old. If his ancestor really knew Lu Zu, then he would have sent the message to him!"
"Where can it be the turn of a mere innate person to make the decision?"
"What's more, even if their lineage is related to Lu Zu, so what? What is the status of our Dao Sect!"
"How brilliant is my sect Lu Zu!"
"If he wants to come, he should submit a greeting card half a month in advance and then personally dress up and pay homage to the mountain. This is in line with the etiquette of a junior meeting a senior. If you let a mere Taoist deliver a message, wouldn't it look down on our Taoist sect and be contemptuous of our Taoist sect?"
Is it me Lu Zu?!"
The fat Taoist priest and Yue Shiru's lineage have always been at odds with each other, but they never had a chance to vent their anger in the past. Now that they had the opportunity, they scolded each other. Sanfen really didn't believe it, but Sanfen took the opportunity to launch an attack and moved out Daozong and Lu.
He frowned and said, "What's more, Yue Shiru, what you have seen and heard is really ridiculous!"
"Why did you do so much in the disaster of Zhongzhou? I think you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"
"We all know that the land of Zhongzhou is actually experiencing a great catastrophe. It seems that a great emperor has taken action, with a vast sword across thousands of miles, killing monsters and monsters, millions of people, and saving countless people. This is a great merit.
How is it possible that a mere innate genius can do this?!"
"Return the light, wind and moon, help the world and save people."
"Hmph, I think he is just a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation in an attempt to gain access to our Dao Sect!"
The fat Taoist was angry, swept his sleeves and robes, and swept all the travel records that Yue Shiru handed over from the table. They flew like snow, but no one dared to say anything, even the majestic man in black clothes and black hair
The Taoist felt speechless for a moment. Even though he believed that his disciple would never do such a thing, what the Taoist deacon said was reasonable.
The deacon snatched the letter written by Qi Wuhuo with his hand and said: "I will report this matter to several peak masters, and you will immediately rewrite these travel records and come here to receive punishment." He frowned.
, the prestige was so high that he was about to suppress Qi Wuhuo's message. Yue Shiru finally couldn't help but get angry and said: "Uncle Master, no!"
Taking one step forward, he instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it. The fat Daoist was startled, as if he couldn't believe that this little junior dared to attack him. He subconsciously raised his hand and waved, and his innate energy was transferred. Yue Shiru was not an opponent at first, but he
Suddenly I thought of what the young Taoist had said in a casual chat, and what he had given me.
His own vitality changed, and he pulled on the cuffs of the fat Taoist priest, feeling the rotation of Yuan Qi.
He imitated the movements of the young Taoist when he was randomly punching in the Lianyang Temple. He was shaken violently, and instead of resisting, he followed the flow of Yuan Qi and exerted force. He stepped back with his right foot, pulled the fat Taoist with his left hand, and pressed with his right hand.
On his back, the vitality was exhaled, and with a crash, the fat Taoist who was born with a lot of energy was forcibly thrown away by Yue Shiru, who was one level below him.
Everyone was shocked.
Yue Shiru’s teacher was even more unbelievable.
I don’t know who this disciple who was originally just a middle-aged man has met and what he has experienced.
No matter the nature of mind, the foundation, or even the state of mind that circulates vitality, it is completely different from the past.
Such a transformational performance!
The fat Taoist was angry. The deacon was so slighted by a disciple. How could he enforce the Taoist rules in the future? He turned around and moved with the wind. He raised his hand, and his innate Qi vibrated, and he directly captured Yue Shiru.
After all, Yue Shiru is only at the qi-nurturing level, and the magical powers he cultivates belong to the altar type, so he is no match at this time.
When they were fighting just now, the energy vibrated, and the previous letter also blew up with the wind. The fat Taoist raised his hand to hold it, but because of Yue Shiru's teacher, he still let him go, and just held the letter. As a teacher, when teaching a disciple,
This disciple was not convinced by his own discipline and even retorted. He was disgraced. He couldn't help but get angry and sneered: "Okay, are you angry now?"
"I think this Qi Wuhuo is just a deceitful person!"
"A thief... huh?!"
Just when the fat Taoist was furious, he suddenly felt his hand loosen and the letter in his hand was taken away.
The anger that had been suppressed just now exploded in his heart, and he turned around and yelled: "Who??!"
"Want to receive punishment...Lu Zu?!!"
He saw a man wearing a simple Taoist robe standing behind him. His face was unshaven, and his black hair had white strands hanging down from his waist. He looked quite disheveled, his eyes were silent, and he did not have the grace of the legendary swordsman. However,
That deep Taoist charm is undoubtedly the legend that the Taoist sect is still alive, an unparalleled swordsman throughout the ages.
"Lu, Lu Zu..."
"Brother, I have seen Lu Zu!"
The man didn't answer, but opened it first, and saw the three-character mark of [Yang-Refining Sword]. A glimmer of light appeared in his silent eyes, and he said: "I see, the Yang-Refining Sword has gone... Hundreds of years ago, I still remember me
While meditating, it suddenly rose up and attacked me, so I had no choice but to go out and hang it in the Lian Yang Temple."
"The Taoist boy I accepted back then has passed away."
Yue Shiru had just been captured. He was angry and coughing, but he still got up and cupped his hands and said:
"Disciple has met the Patriarch."
"This is a disciple who met a strange man in the Lian Yang Temple. He said he had a letter for the Patriarch."
"It should be that his ancestors and ancestors have an old relationship."
Lu Chunyang was slightly startled when he saw the letter, and then in an instant, he appeared directly in front of Yue Shiru, causing the wind to blow up, his hair flying up, his eyes widened, and he put his right hand on Yue Shiru's shoulder.
The sudden changes in Qi made Yue Shiru's heart almost stop. Seeing the patriarch who had been silent for thousands of years, his eyes widened and he came back to life from the dead silence. His body trembled slightly and he said:
"where is he!!!"
"The Patriarch means... Qi Zhenren?"
Yue Shiru felt a slight pain in his shoulder, and said in shock: "He, he has left Zhongzhou."
"The disciples don't know where he went..."
"I have no idea I have no idea……"
The Taoist took a few steps back and muttered for a long time.
There was extremely obvious disappointment on his face.
Yue Shiru said boldly: "Is Zhenren Qi a descendant of the ancestor's old acquaintance?"
"Old acquaintance? Of course not."
People in this Taoist sect saw the unkempt Taoist shaking his head and holding this piece of letter, and heard him reply: "He is my senior brother."
Then for an instant, there was only deathly silence.
It was as if the entire Taoist sect had lost the ability to speak.
Yue Shiru felt his hands and feet tremble slightly, and he felt as if he was in a dream. He seemed to recall the words he asked the young Taoist when he was leaving, asking if his ancestor was related to Lu Zu of the Taoist sect. At that time, the young man
The Taoist just smiled, his temples turned gray. He suddenly understood what the young man meant when he said that, and murmured like a dream:
'...If it is as expected, it should be old.'
"The ancestor's senior brother..."
The entire Taoist sect, at least those who learned such news, fell into a daze, and could not recover after a long time. On the next day, Yue Shiru was still dumbfounded, sitting on the rock, watching the clouds rise and fall, his head was filled with confusion.
I was in a daze, until I was hit by the teacher on the back of my head, and then I came back to my senses, raised my head and said: "Teacher..."
"What are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about your adventure?"
"Yeah... I didn't expect that Master Qi, that is the senior brother of the ancestor."
"Does that mean we have to call him Patriarch?"
The majestic Taoist replied: "Not only you, the Taoist sect will respect him as the ancestor."
Yue Shiru murmured and was stunned for a long time. His teacher knew his disciple's character and knew that he would adjust himself. However, thinking of his disciple's adventures, he finally sighed: "I don't know where such a peerless person is now. Seeing him
Who should be able to fly in the clouds and ride the mist, and travel to the North Sea in the dark sky, to be worthy of such a fairy-like demeanor?"
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"Hahaha, little Taoist, what do you think? Our donkey cart is pretty good, right?!"
"Do you feel comfortable sitting there?"
"Thank me? Hahaha, thank me for what? If you hadn't come out by chance and chased away those wolves, I don't know what I would have done now. It was just a ride with you, what does it mean? Don't dislike it.
This is just a donkey cart."
A middle-aged man laughed and waved his whip.
The donkey moved forward slowly, pulling the cart. The cart was filled with specially treated fodder. The golden soft fodder was piled high. The young Taoist lay down on the grass with his arms behind his head, amidst the squeaking sounds.
, squinting his eyes, just basking in the sun, pillowing on straw, sitting in a donkey cart, walking slowly along the mountain road.
I could hear this middle-aged man singing melodious and simple folk songs.
The words may be quaint, but when sung in country slang, it has its own boldness and roughness.
Work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets.
Digging wells to drink, plowing fields to eat.
What does imperial power mean to me?
We have already vaguely seen the town at the foot of Helian Mountain.