Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes and looked at the [Passage Pavilion] and nodded.
The old man patted his shoulder gently, and a flowing breath covered him, covering his body and breath.
Heaven and earth are hidden, and all living beings are hidden.
So the three souls converged in the mud palace, and the essence returned to chaos.
Even the clairvoyant gods and generals in heaven could never see him; the listening beasts in the underworld could no longer hear any sound.
The old man handed the whisk in his hand to Qi Wuhuo again and said with a smile: "I won't go in."
Qi Wuhuo bowed and walked quietly into the [Passage View]. There were many people coming and going, but no one could notice him. Qi Wuhuo saw a Taoist sitting on a three-foot high platform under the pines and cypresses.
There are ten cranes on the top of the head, the breath is long and mysterious, and a jade Ruyi is held in the hand, and he is telling many mysterious and wonderful methods.
Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, but did not reveal his figure immediately to ask.
With both hands in front of the body, the right hand is holding the left hand, just like when meditating. The fly whisk is placed on the arm, standing quietly beside everyone, listening to the senior brother's explanation of Taoism, which is indeed mysterious and profound.
The method of collecting and refining Yuan Essence and innate energy is explained very clearly.
But Qi Wuzhuo could vaguely feel that what the Taoist said should have been developed by himself based on some formulas taught by the old man. In comparison, it was far inferior to what the old man taught him.
It was profound and subtle, and the Taoist explained the Taoism and solved the doubts of many disciples before leaving.
Many disciples stood up together, bowed, and called each other Master.
Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and followed behind him.
Looking back, I saw that some of the many disciples were young and handsome, and some were dressed in luxurious clothes. They all seemed to be among the best.
And my senior brother’s footsteps are also very brisk.
The Taoist walked back to the quiet room. He had no luxury and was still simple. He just made tea for himself.
The Taoist lowered his eyes and exhaled. Listening to the constant calls of teachers outside, a slight smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly he whispered in a free and easy voice:
"The Immortal of Zifu chants sutras at night, sitting in the pine breeze as if playing the harp."
"I will go to Qingcheng again in the Ming Dynasty, and I will be a guest in Penglai with a smile."
Suddenly I heard a soft voice: "Senior brother, you are in a very good mood."
The Taoist was horrified. Considering his own level, he was actually deceived into such a distance. He couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart. However, after all, he had rich experience and still spoke calmly. He said with a smile: "Where are you, fellow Taoist, here to find me?"
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Qi Wuhuo dispersed the law.
So the leader of the passage hall was ready to attack. Whenever he noticed a change in Qi, he would kill it with one move. However, he suddenly saw ripples in the space seven steps in front of him, and a person
The young Taoist walks out naturally.
Wearing a blue water cloud suit, black hair with a wooden hairpin, a five-color silk ribbon around his waist, and no jade pendant.
Only insert a green branch diagonally on one side.
Holding the fly whisk with your right hand, you look handsome and natural.
Just like the high-ranking disciples of Taoism, they are like the immortal guests in the world of mortals.
The expression of the Taoist who opened the tunnel changed slightly and he stood up.
"You are?!!"
Qi Wuhuo looked at the Taoist in front of him and saw that he was still as simple as ever. He only wore an ordinary Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin. He didn't have any luxury. He just had a deep temperament and bright eyes. So he raised his hands and bowed slightly, saying: p>
"Junior brother Xuan Wei, I have met my senior brother."
"Xuanwei..."
The man subconsciously turned around to search, but failed to find the old man, so he subconsciously asked:
"Where's the teacher?"
Qi Wuhuo was quiet for a moment and answered according to the teacher's instructions: "I am the only one here today."
The man was obviously relieved and said with a smile:
"I didn't know that my junior brother was here, and I didn't tell you in advance, so my senior brother wasn't able to properly prepare to entertain you."
"Come, sit down and have a cup of tea."
He took out the tea, and Qi Wuhuo recognized that although it was not a very expensive type of tea, it was not an ordinary item either. It should be the kind that only grows on the cliffs of mountains and rivers. Even the water for making tea seemed to be extremely cold.
He looked at the Taoist priest in front of him and said without much greeting, "Teacher wants you, senior brother, to return to our school to practice. Is that okay?"
The Taoist said: "Returning to the master's door? What do you want to do?"
Qi Wuhuo replied: "Wandering around, looking for teachers and friends, cultivating one's nature and one's life."
The Taoist was silent and subconsciously raised his eyes to look out the window. He could see the canopy full of flowers and the evergreen pines and cypresses.
Although he does not like luxury enjoyment, many of his disciples respect him and respect him. They are all dignitaries when they come and go. He chats and drinks, and he is also the most beautiful woman in the world. Although he does not interfere in the world's affairs, the changes in the world are all the same as mine.
Relatedly, every move can change the situation of a country. The emperor of the human race practices the way of destiny, and I am the one who supports the Dragon Court.
A single drop in the mortal world can trigger thousands of changes.
I'm not lustful, but the beauties in the world will let me choose. I'm not greedy for money, but if I want it, I'll just bow down.
When I thought of this place, I suddenly felt a little satisfied, rising from the deepest part of my Taoist heart.
But after I leave, I'm afraid I'll have to travel around, and I won't be able to do this again.
He looked around the teacup with his palms, seeming to hesitate for a moment, and then smiled casually:
"Maybe, I can only disobey the teacher's instructions."
Qi Wuhuo asked: "Why?"
The Taoist replied: "I once had a great ambition to educate all the disciples in the world, but now I have just started. Today's emperors are also considered heroic. With my assistance, they can accomplish great things and wipe out the demon kingdoms in all directions. They can also recruit many disciples and join the army."
I am a Taoist sect and have passed on my teachings. It has not been completed yet, so I cannot leave with the teacher."
Qi Wuhuo looked deeply at the Taoist, did not agree to his request to stay, and stood up to leave.
"In that case, the teacher gave the Taoist name and the jade slip to my senior brother."
"Please return it."
The Taoist was silent for a moment, then reached into his sleeve and took out the jade slip. However, the jade slip never left his body for a moment.
He rubbed the jade slip with his fingers, and finally handed it to Qi Wuhuo.
There are regrets in my heart, but also a feeling of relief, and even a little distracting thoughts, thinking that the skills have been taught to me anyway, and I have walked my own path. This jade slip has removed the records of the fate of that year.
, it doesn’t seem to be too important, and now my cultivation level can be called a terrestrial immortal in the world of mortals, but I also have the foundation of freedom and ease.
People, after all, still have to make their own choices.
After he finished drinking the tea, his Taoist heart did not change. He stood up and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I will send you..."
Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "No need to trouble fellow Taoist."
The Celestial Master who once had the Taoist name Yuyang had a complex look on his face and sighed with emotion. He watched the young man open the door. The sun was shining into the room. There was some dust rising and falling, but it seemed to emit a golden stream of light in the sun. When Qi Wuhuo walked out
, there were some registered disciples here who looked at him in surprise, but the young man just nodded politely and walked out step by step with his Taoist shoes.
He curiously asked the Taoist who stood up with gray hair on his temples: "Teacher, who is this little Taoist?"
The Taoist who had lost the Taoist title of Yuyang Zhenren looked at the young man walking in the light and shadow, wearing a blue water cloud suit, a sword box behind his back, and a straight back. He recalled his appearance when he first entered the Taoism, with a certain complexity.
Sighing a bit, he suddenly seemed to be relieved. He smiled, shook his head, turned around, and said calmly: "An old friend."
"That's all..."
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When Qi Wuhuo walked outside, he saw the old man looking up at the falling leaves, as if he was concentrating.
I don’t know why I was a little angry and sad, so I took out the jade token in my hand and said, "Teacher, what are you doing?"
The old man didn't look back, he just raised his hand and pointed to this evergreen tree. There was a leaf that was moving slightly in the wind. It seemed to be coming down, but it seemed to be still on it. It was half withered and half green. It was quite mysterious. He smiled.
Said: "Master, I just want to see whether the leaves will fall or not, and when will they fall and wither?"
Then he added: "It seems like he didn't follow you out and has already made his choice?"
Qi Wuhuo nodded.
The old man turned around and looked at this jade slip, which was of the same quality as the one Qi Wuzhuo had. It had jade on the front and the Taoist's name and surname on the back. The old man looked at Qi Wuzhuo and said
: "Go and take out your sword and smash this jade slip into pieces."
Qi Wuhuo had not yet reached the realm of innate energy. He just took out the sword from the sword box and followed the old man's instructions.
With a slash of the sword, the sword blade hit the jade slip and the jade slip burst into pieces.
The old man took out a candied haws and handed it to him, smiling and saying: "Good boy, this is for you."
The boy in blue shirt said: "I am no longer a child, teachers don't have to treat me like this."
The old man smiled and said: "Want to eat?"
"...food."
Qi Wuhuo carried the sword case on his back, put away the sword, and then took the candied haws.
First, he carefully licked the tissue paper that the syrup had turned into, then slowly ate it and asked:
"Teacher, is it enough to break the jade slip?"
The old man said gently: "Yes, that's enough."
"Don't take anything away, don't take away his cultivation and achievements."
"His foundation is still there and his practice is still there, but he just has no connection with me."
Qi Wuhuo still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. While he was meditating, the jade slip that was thrown by the road behind his back suddenly broke into pieces, turned into light dust, and ceased to exist.
On the evergreen trees, a green leaf finally falls.
The old man smiled and sighed:
"It's just that from then on, he [has never] been my disciple."