Outside the canyon, one old and one young stood quietly on the hillside, looking at the deep valley of the foggy stream in front of him.
The old man was tall and thin, with a childish face, and a spotless Taoist robe. After observing for a while, he said:
"There are many naturally formed places of Feng Shui that are ominous in the world, but this place should be arranged by man, and the means to understand the secrets of Feng Shui of heaven and man."
The boy next to him had a tall nose and handsome appearance, and said with emotion:
"This Dakun Dynasty cannot be underestimated. Although the country's destiny has collapsed, the territory is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. After traveling along the way, there should be nine places where Feng Shui masters are connected to the gods we have seen, right?"
"That's right."
The old Taoist nodded, and said incredible:
"These Feng Shui patterns are not the same, they all have the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. The little Da Kun hides nine peak masters, and the old monk, it is really a gathering of immortals, which makes people feel trembling. No wonder the Kui Demon Sect
The fourth elder ordered that the disciples were not allowed to enter Dakun again."
The boy apologized:
"It seems that we are right to keep a low profile all the way."
After a pause, the boy asked in confusion:
"But Master, why are they laying so many Feng Shui patterns in the deep mountains and valleys?"
"Nature is a cultivation medicine."
The old Taoist stroked his white beard and said:
"After all, it is a corner of the place, with limited resources for cultivation, and relying solely on the spiritual medicines that grow naturally in the wild, it is difficult to support so many great masters. The competition is fierce and I can't eat enough, so I naturally have to find a way to rely on myself."
"Spiritual?"
The boy's eyes lit up and his mind was active:
"Master, why don't we take out this place?"
"The teacher thinks the same way."
The old Taoist nodded, but the next moment he said with pain:
"But the master is incompetent."
"..." The boy was confused.
The old Taoist sighed:
"The Feng Shui here is the most dangerous and terrifying thing we have been going on along the way. The master who set up the formation is probably a supreme master. Not to mention that the master is powerless to break it, even if he can break it, he will never dare to do anything.
”
The old Taoist was unwilling to accept his heart, but he was very rational and said with a good heart:
"When you go out, Xiaofan, you must remember sixteen words."
“Which sixteen?”
"Bullying the weak is afraid of the strong, bullying the good is afraid of the evil, bullying the small is afraid of the big."
The boy was stunned, feeling that his three views were subverted, and asked in confusion:
"Master, you only have twelve words, and there are four more?"
"The remaining four words are summary."
The old Taoist said earnestly:
"These four words are... When you encounter an honest person, you must bully him to death. When you encounter someone who can't afford to offend, you must hold your thighs hard. All those who are more powerful than you and can endanger your life should be avoided."
"..." The boy's face twitched.
These four words you are really long.
The old Taoist pointed ahead and said:
"Obviously, we can't afford to distribute the people who set up this pattern. What should we do to avoid causing unnecessary trouble?"
The boy thought about it and asked carefully:
“…Hold his thighs?”
"Silly!"
The old Taoist regretted that he was unable to succeed:
"The other person is not here, where do you go to hug your thighs? The correct way to deal with it is of course - leave!"
Ignoring the shocked apprentice, the old Taoist turned around and walked down the hillside, explaining to himself:
"Stop people coming back suddenly and think we are trying to beat him up in medicine and kill us without asking whether it is right or wrong."
“…”
The boy was speechless and had to leave with the old Taoist, complaining:
"Master, we have been away for so long and have not found a master without background to try medicine. Wouldn't it be useless for us to have an adventure?"
As he said that, Kong Fan took out ten golden pills from his pocket.
The outermost layer is sealing wax, wrapped in gold paper, one of which has been taken apart, with a metal texture, heavy like lead and mercury, fragrant and refreshing.
Unfortunately... his master and apprentice didn't dare to eat it.
Smelling the fragrance, who knows if it is poison?
It was a bit incredible to say that this pill was picked up by them.
Put it in a sealed box and hide it under a thousand-year-old tree at the foot of Heihu Mountain.
The two masters and disciples passed by, and were robbed by bandits. They attacked and became stronger. They blasted the soil and exposed the box.
In fact, they had already tried the pills with first-class experts, but those people couldn't digest it, and they were like swallowing gold and almost stabbed themselves to death.
After the analysis of the old Taoist, this pill must at least be top-notch before it can be eliminated.
After traveling for the past two years, they have also met several top-notch ones, but all of them come from big families. There are so many great masters on this land, how dare the master and apprentice cause trouble?
The old Taoist said without replying:
"Let's talk about it when I go to the Kui Mo Sect. From top to bottom, I'm afraid that the guys who have no medicine to test them when tidying them up?"
“That’s right.”
Kong Fan nodded, put away the pills, and took a few steps to chase the old Taoist, while he looked back at Shangu reluctantly.
Suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing away some of the fog that covered the valley, which surprised Kong Fan and shouted quickly:
"Master, someone has come out!"
"What?"
The old Taoist turned his head and looked at it, and he was also surprised.
A thin figure walked out of the fog, with a vicissitudes of life, ragged and dusty clothes, and used a wooden stick as a crutch, walking tremblingly, and her hair was messy, like a beggar.
The master and apprentice looked at each other, and were both careful.
The old Taoist looked at the beggar up and down a few times, and secretly sensed it, and felt relieved.
Just a top-notch, don't panic.
However, it is also possible that the other party is pretending to be a silly, and it needs to be tested.
He asked with a sing:
"Wuliang Tianzun, I wonder where my friend is going?"
Zhang Wu did not reply, looked at the pill in Kong Fan's hand, and his eyebrows were twisted together.
Is my martial spirit pill poached?
There are still quite a lot of numbers, ten pills are enough to eat for a year.
Kong Fan hid behind his master and hurriedly hid the pills in his hand.
The old Taoist asked:
"My friend, do you know these golden elixirs?"
Zhang Wu shook his head, his voice was hoarse and his speech was speechless:
"No, I don't know, but... these pills... should be beneficial to me."
After not communicating with others much in a few years, Zhang Wu felt that his tongue was heavy, his language ability was lost, his brain was not as good as he had been a few years ago, and his thinking was a little slow.
If he doesn't come out again, he will become a real savage.
"You want to take these pills?"
The old Taoist felt relieved again.
It is the best-in-class peak, and taking ordinary medicines can no longer support the body. You have to study alchemy and refine medicines to ensure physical strength.
It is normal for you to be as thin as this miserable appearance and desire these golden elixirs.
The old Taoist bowed and asked:
"I dare to ask my friend, the valley is dangerous, how could you come out of it?"
Zhang Wu stuttered:
"I want to go in... to collect herbs, but I haven't collected it, so I'm unwilling to leave. I always feel that... I can collect it... I've been hungry for several months..."
"I see."
The old Taoist suddenly realized.
There must be medicine for refining alchemy. Isn’t I also thinking of a way to collect medicine?
At this moment, Kong Fan glanced at Zhang Wu, and quietly asked the old Taoist with his ears:
"Master, can this be bullied?"
"At present, the 'look' seems to be bullied."
The old Taoist's mouth did not move, and he conveyed his heart to avoid being discovered by others.