Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four: These old things of the former dynasty will not give up
The two gods in mid-air fought for a while. I don’t know whether the old man spoke first or Qi spoke first. The two of them stopped fighting. Originally, they were waiting to see the two gods showing off their skills.
The Taoist priests were greatly disappointed. Not to mention their unprecedented ability, even the Taoist priests did not see clearly who was winning and who was losing.
After the two landed, the little girl quickly ran to Qi's side and asked with a smile: "Grandpa, did you win?"
"Of course I won." Qi replied, touching the little girl's head.
When the little girl heard this, she turned and made a face at the old man, and then stopped talking.
"Grandpa, why did you lose again?" The young man followed behind the old man and asked with a somewhat depressed expression.
The old man held the donkey and smiled slightly, but did not explain. The young man knew what kind of temper his grandfather was, so he did not continue to ask questions.
Qi was not a good drinker at the time, but he seemed to know that the old man was going to have a drink these days, so he prepared several pots of rice wine early. You must know that if the old man ran out of wine, it would be fatal. After seeing the rice wine
, the old man laughed and said: "Niubi has a heart."
Qi smiled helplessly at that time and did not argue again.
The old people were drinking, but the children were naturally not allowed to drink. So as soon as the young man put down his job, he was dragged to the back hill by the little girl. She said there were big ripe cherries somewhere and insisted that the young man follow her to pick some.
Naturally, he agreed with a smile. The old man was too busy drinking to care about his grandson. Qi simply told them to be careful and let the two of them go out.
After the boy and the girl left, Qi gently put down the wine glass in his hand and frowned at the old man.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" The old man disliked the fact that he couldn't drink enough from the wine glass, so he directly picked up the wine jar.
"Have you seen that person?" Qi asked with a frown.
"Yes, I saw it." The old man nodded slightly.
"How is it?" Qi was a little nervous at that time for some reason.
"picture."
"Just like?" Qi was stunned at that time.
"Isn't a similar character enough?" the old man asked.
When Qi heard this, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, looked at the old man and said, "If it's like that, that's really great."
"But this person seems to have a stronger temper and more independent opinions." The old man added with a pout.
Qi looked at the old man and said nothing.
The old man was also silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Qi and said, "Haven't you seen that person too?"
"How do you know I've seen it too? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense." Qi shouted at that time, blowing his beard and glaring.
"The Wudang Taiyi secret technique "Shenxiaocai Qigong" passed down from our ancestors has been passed down to others. Why are you still pretending to me here?" The old man curled his lips and smiled.
Qi's lips twitched slightly at that time, and his expression was a little embarrassed.
"It's just a pity." The old man looked at Qi and sighed.
"What's a pity?" Qi asked quickly at that time.
"People don't look down on your qigong at all. They just regard it as an ordinary luck-healing method." The old man replied with a smile.
The corner of Qi's mouth seemed to be twitching even more violently at that time, and the expression on his face was extremely heart-wrenching. After all, if this "Shenxiao Cai Qigong" is really used as a method of luck healing, let alone overuse, it is simply a waste of natural resources. This is comparable to the family.
A thousand-mile horse, what difference does it make if you insist on this horse grinding for you?
"Oh, that's all, I feel sorry for you, isn't it just a broken book? As for that?" The old man looked at the expression on Qi's face and shouted.
Broken book, you must know that this broken book in the old man's mouth was left behind by Lu Zu of Wudang. If he were not the supreme leader of the Taoist school, he would not be qualified to practice. However, in the old man's mouth, it turned out to be a broken book.
After hearing the two words "broken book", Qi almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Stop talking about me, let's talk about you." Qi waved his hand at that time and had no intention of continuing to dwell on this topic.
"Me? What's wrong with me?" the old man asked with a smile.
Qi looked at the old man and was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Others can't see it, but we are both at the third level of Xuantian, but I can see that you will probably never be able to step into the Immortal Realm again in this life.
Alright?"
"How do you know?" The old man put down the empty wine jar, his expression suddenly became serious.
"The immortal foundation in your body has been broken. I felt this when I just fought with you." Qi replied softly at that time.
"Who said you can't ascend to immortality if you break it? Have you ever ascended to immortality?" The old man curled his lips, somewhat dissatisfied.
Qi smiled slightly at that time and said slowly: "In order to save the prince of the previous dynasty, Mr. Nu, he would rather go against the will of heaven and help the previous emperor to leave this trace of blood. In the end, he was punished by heaven and had all the blood in his body broken.
Immortal base, I never stepped into the fairyland until my death."
The old man looked at Qi and said nothing.
"After Master Nu's death, Xuanzheng of Qingshan Temple went against the will of heaven and rescued that person from the imperial court. In the end, the Immortal Foundation was shattered, even though his master had prepared the "Great Enlightenment of the Tiangang Sutra" for him early.
, Xuanzheng is still unable to penetrate Zen, and to this day he is still stuck in the realm of the third level of Xuantian."
The old man lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his right hand that he was about to reach out to get the wine slowly stopped in mid-air.
"A few days ago, you went against the will of God to save the person who was supposed to die, and now you have shattered the immortal foundation. Do you think that since the first two people have not been able to break through Xuantian, why can you step into the immortal world?" Qi frowned at that time.
asked.
"Of course I have my own ways, so you don't need to worry about me."
The old man reached for the wine jar and replied with a smile.
"I just can't understand why you all would rather give up your chance to become an immortal than go against the will of heaven to save this man's life? No matter Master Nu or Xuantian, now that there is another one of you, who else is there in this world?
How many people from the previous dynasty could change this man's damn luck again and again?" Qi looked at the old man excitedly and shouted.
The old man smiled slightly and asked softly: "If it were you, would you save it or not?"
When Qi heard this, he was stunned. He snatched the wine jar from the old man's hand and drank heavily.
"I don't know how many people from the previous dynasty there are in this world, but what I know is that as long as there are, this person will never die. Let alone give up the opportunity to become an immortal. Even if we have to live to extend our lives, we still make the same choice.
, Although this person is destined to die, in the hearts of those of us who lived in the former dynasty, people with the surname Li in Daliang do not deserve to die." The old man shouted loudly.
When Qi heard this, he sighed slightly, raised his head and looked out the window, and said softly: "Perhaps the people named Li have given up long ago, but it's just that these old guys from our previous dynasty still don't give up."