A year of expectation and pursuit came unexpectedly. Zhao Ran couldn't help but burst into tears. His knees softened and he prostrated himself in front of the Taoist priest. He hugged the Taoist priest's thigh and refused to let go. He looked like this, if he had been there.
In the eyes of a gentleman with integrity, it can be said that integrity has no lower limit. But from another perspective, compared with the "ancients" of this world, as a time traveler, Zhao Ran's yearning and admiration for the gods are unknown.
How many times deeper! What's more, Zhao Ran has suffered for nearly a year since time travel. Now he finally sees hope, and he can't calm down no matter what.
Zhao Ran wanted to fight to the death, but that didn't mean he could do it. He felt a shock all over his body, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, falling to a distance of eight feet before he fell to the ground. Fortunately, the Taoist priest did not deliberately give him a hard time.
, Zhao Ran felt as if he had fallen on a pile of cotton, feeling no pain at all.
Zhao Ran got up and approached the Taoist priest again. However, although he was excited, he still had some good eyesight. He knew that he had just lost his composure, so he did not do anything too embarrassing and bowed to the Taoist priest with fear.
"Mingren?" the Taoist asked.
Zhao Ran nodded desperately. The people of the Ming Dynasty were protected by Taoists, and the issue of identity must not be mistaken. He immediately cried and told his experience, and naturally he wanted to portray himself as a brave and fearless warrior. He added to the jealousy.
The Taoist priest was in a state of joy as he described the heroic struggle he fought so hard, but he had already understood what he was saying. He realized that Zhao Ran knew very little about why Xia Bing appeared here, so he frowned and interrupted directly: "Okay, don't say it anymore.
, those Xia soldiers have been killed by me, please leave quickly."
Zhao Ran was not willing to leave, but he became more and more respectful: "Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life! Zhao Ran is willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay your kindness!"
The Taoist priest waved his hand to stop: "It doesn't have to be like this."
Zhao Ran firmly disagreed, saying that he must be the ox and horse of the immortal, and he only wanted to follow the immortal and serve him before and after, otherwise he would feel guilty and lose the meaning of living.
The Taoist priest may not like cows and horses, or he may feel that Zhao Ran lacks the qualifications to be his cow and horse. In short, he refuses. After saying a few words, and seeing that Zhao Ran is still pestering, he is too lazy to say anything more, and turns around to ask for it.
Walk.
Zhao Ran was shocked and hurriedly said: "Immortal, save me one more time! I am a foreigner. I am not familiar with the place where I live. It is in the wilderness and I don't know where to go."
This Taoist priest was traveling in western Sichuan, but he didn't know why the Baima Mountain Guard Station on the border was destroyed by the Xia soldiers. A large area of land including the Chuanling Copper Mine was lost, and even the Baima Mountain Formation lost its effectiveness. The failure of the Baima Mountain Formation was
What worries him most is that if the Buddhist disciples really find a way to break the formation, then everyone on the border will face huge crises.
Therefore, the Taoist priest was eager to rush back and report the matter to the Taoist sect. Although he was a little tired of Zhao Ran's entanglement, Zhao Ran was right. In the wilderness, there were fierce battles and dangers. If he left
Zhao Ran ignored him, and Zhao Ran was likely to die here. So the Taoist priest picked up Zhao Ran, put one hand on his shoulder, and walked quickly towards the east.
Zhao Ran was held up by the Taoist priest on his waist and ran. He felt the trees and rocks on both sides receding rapidly. He couldn't help but praise: "The immortal is very capable, at least thirty miles!"
The Taoist priest asked curiously: "What is thirty steps?"
Zhao Ran was at a loss for words. When he saw the Taoist taking the bait, he immediately gushed: "One step is 1.6 kilometers, which is 3.2 miles. Immortal Chang's feet are very fast. He can cover 92 miles in one hour, which is ten times faster than ordinary people!"
The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and scolded: "Nonsense!"
Zhao Ran did not feel dissatisfied, but was very happy that the Taoist priest could answer him, so he complimented: "The immortal's walking is really fast and steady, as if there are shock absorbers on his feet!"
The Taoist priest was stunned again: "What kind of shock absorber?"
Zhao Ran quickly explained: "There are many types of shock absorbers. Let's just say air cushion shock absorbers. When a fairy falls from a height to the ground, if he can send energy to the ground, he can slow down the fall. This is the air cushion shock absorber.
principle."
The Taoist priest thought for a moment and asked, "Why is this?"
Zhao Ran secretly laughed and said to himself that gods also have things they don't know about, but he was not idle and continued to explain: "Has the immortal ever seen someone inflate a cowhide bag? After the leather bag swelled, he sat on it,
It feels comfortable and pleasant... Why? Because the sky is not really empty. Although we can't detect it with the naked eye, there is air everywhere... It's like hitting an inflated leather bag hard.
It will explode..."
The Taoist priest suddenly stopped, put Zhao Ran down, and looked over with eyes: "Have you ever learned the Quanzhen Dharma?"
Zhao Ran was stunned: "Quan Zhen? Is there really Wang Chongyang?"
The Taoist priest scolded: "How can you call the Chongyang True Immortal the last name?" Seeing Zhao Ran's confused look, he secretly adjusted his breath and checked Zhao Ran's meridians, but found that they were stagnant and full of impurities.
, it was simply gross, so he snorted coldly and admonished: "I heard it from hearsay, but here I am deliberately showing off, fearing that trouble will come from my mouth!"
After that, the Taoist priest mentioned Zhao Ran and continued to move forward.
Zhao Ran was despised by the Taoist priest. Even though he was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a fever on his face. He could only sigh in his heart: "It's not scientific, it's really an ignorant and superstitious world." But then he thought again, there is no such thing as this world.
There is no scientific reason to speak of. Otherwise, where would this Taoist priest with superb magic appear in front of him?
The Taoist priest walked for a while, then suddenly left the mountain path and jumped directly down the valley. When he encountered a deep ravine, he jumped across it. When he encountered a low-lying place, he walked freely on the treetops, feeling extremely light.
Zhao Ran had never seen this before? So he praised him again, causing the Taoist priest to curse "Noisy!"
Zhao Ran's thirst for knowledge arose and he couldn't help but ask: "The Immortal just said that there is a Quanzhen Dharma? But I don't know what sect the Immortal is practicing?"
"Upright!"
"I wonder whether the Zhengyi sect or the Quanzhen sect? Which one is more powerful?...Haha, just kidding, of course I know the Zhengyi sect is powerful..."
"Nonsense! Schools are just methods of self-cultivation. What's the point of being powerful? You can achieve Tao by refining your energy and spirit, you can also achieve Tao by communicating with the heavens, you can ascend the inner alchemy, you can ascend using talismans. Cultivation is all about your own efforts, there is no such thing as
There is a difference between superior and inferior skills!...Don't call me a poor Taoist again, because I am a poor Taoist and I can't afford it."
"So that's how it is, but you don't know the immortal's surname? Today, you can get the immortal's guidance. You are really lucky!"
"Idiot Chu Yangcheng, please stop talking nonsense. Just wait and see."
"It turns out to be the Immortal Chief Chu. The Immortal Chief is famous like thunder. It's a pity that Zhao Ran didn't have the opportunity to serve the Immortal Chief. It's a real regret in his life..." Zhao Ran said while looking at Chu Yangcheng furtively, and kept probing in his mouth.
Chu Yangcheng ignored him, so Zhao Ran continued to test: "Immortal, I don't know how good this kid is. Will he be able to have a destiny in the future?"
Chu Yangcheng shook his head: "You are very weak, so let's stop thinking about it as soon as possible. Don't talk anymore, it will make people uneasy!"
"Immortal..." He wanted to say a few more words, but Zhao Ran found that his whole body was shaken, and he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even move his tongue, let alone speak.
Damn your mother, Zhao Ran cursed in his heart. Seeing that a good opportunity was just around the corner, this bull nose was determined and refused to let go. It was really helpless. After much deliberation, he couldn't make any choice, so Zhao Ran had to give up temporarily.
In the evening, Chu Yangcheng led Zhao Ran to a valley, found a remote cave, and put Zhao Ran down. As soon as Zhao Ran landed, he felt numb all over his body, and he could move and speak freely again.
Chu Yangcheng asked Zhao Ran to wait for a while in the cave, and soon he came back with a pheasant in his hand and threw it at Zhao Ran's feet: "I'll cook it myself to fill my stomach. I have to go on my way tomorrow!" After saying this, he asked Zhao Ran to wait for a while in the cave.
Ignoring Zhao Ran, he headed deeper into the cave.
Zhao Ran had already discarded the package when he fled the battlefield, so he said anxiously: "Immortal, there is no fire..."
Before the words stopped, a dead branch beside the cave burst into flames, but Chu Yangcheng had already disappeared into the darkness.
Zhao Ran quickly lit a fire and built a bonfire, removed the feathers from the pheasant, grilled it on the bonfire, and connected some mountain spring leaves on the rock wall to quench his thirst. After the pheasant was cooked, Zhao Ran tore off the chicken legs and wings, and used the leaves to quench his thirst.
After rolling it up, he held the torch and walked towards the depths of the cave. He saw Chu Yangcheng sitting on a protruding rock between the cave walls, making a magic formula with his hands, and his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed.
Zhao Ran didn't dare to say hello casually. If someone didn't want to disturb him while he was practicing, and he said "The Immortal is ready for dinner" himself, something would go wrong, which would be very bad. So he put the food under the protruding stone.