The handwriting on the letterhead is like a flying phoenix, and the words look like the face. Looking at the meaning, it seems that an old Taoist is walking in the wind and snow, wearing hunting clothes, as if he is about to fly away.
"Yu's parents died young, and he was often sick and homeless when he was young. Therefore, his temperament is colder than ordinary people, and he is often eccentric, making it difficult for strangers to get close to him.
The old Taoist voice seemed to be coming from the letter, echoing in Yang Yu's heart.
"When I was young, I admired Shaoai, and I met some unscrupulous people. I had no family, so I became a monk. In the next few decades, I traveled all over the mountains and fields. Finally, Yulong Mountain opened a temple and adopted seven beggars with the same situation."
As people reach their old age, their desire to practice gradually fades. Every day, they study Taoism, farm and work, and place their thoughts on the mountains and rivers, but they gradually move towards the realm of unity between man and nature.
A strong will was displayed in front of his eyes, and the old Taoist conveyed his spirit through the words and spoke slowly.
From my own experience, to all the difficulties and obstacles encountered in practicing martial arts, not even the detours I have taken have been omitted.
The will of the Martial Saint can almost interfere with reality. With this strong spirit, Yang Yu seems to be immersed in the scene.
Even, after the three elements were unified, the martial arts will was further achieved.
"The sky has five poisons, the earth has five elements, and humans have five internal organs. The five internal organs store the spirit, spirit, soul, mind, and soul. The practice of Jingwu Sage lies in this."
"The Will of the Martial Saint."
Yang Prison murmured in his heart.
In a trance, it seems that I can really feel the doubts, boredom, and joy that the veteran has experienced.
This is not a practice, but it is better than a practice.
Yang Yu read the thin page for a long time and only half of it. He did not continue reading until he digested the spirit contained in it.
"The achievements of the Martial Saint are not that I am better than those before me, but are actually changes in the world. In fact, everyone in this world is very different, but Xuanba is a true heaven and man!"
"His martial arts achievements have already surpassed those of his ancestor Zhang Yuanzhu, and are comparable to those of the sloppy Taoist, Grand Master Bodhidharma, and Martial Saint Lu Chen, and will definitely surpass him in the future!"
"When we first met, he once said that he would surpass his ancestors and pave the way for martial arts. I laughed it off, but when we meet again later, my heart is moved."
In the second half of the letter, between the lines, there are praises, praises, and explanations for the King Zhao of Xifu.
"You have a strong temper, and you have the cynicism of a poor family in your bones. What's rare is that you are not tainted by bullying. However, being arrogant and pitiful is even more unacceptable in this world."
At this point, the old Taoist paused slightly:'
"If one day I have nowhere to go and take my letter to Linlong Road, he will definitely sell my favor."
"real person"
Holding the letter in hand, Yang Yu suppressed the sourness in his heart.
“Pindao’s life has been full of ups and downs and many disasters, but compared to most people in this world, he has been very, very good.
There is a Xuanba who can be a friend by talking about the Tao. His disciples are like children. When he is old, he can still make friends with his children. It is already worthwhile.
"Take care of my disciples for me without having to take revenge. In this way, I will go away with peace of mind."
"On a snowy and cold winter night, my true words remain!"
It ends neatly and neatly. There is only a touch of nostalgia in the text, without a trace of anxiety or fear. It seems that I have really let go of everything.
The dark room was extremely quiet for a while. After a long time, Yang Yu finally came back to his senses.
"Mao Zhen, it's easy to go."
After carefully placing the letter into the mustard space, Yang Prison looked at Li Eryi who had been waiting for a long time in the room.
The storyteller has been waiting anxiously for a long time. His thoughts can be imagined to be very complicated, and his face sometimes turns blue and sometimes turns white.
Sensing Yang Yu's gaze, he just looked dejected and cried:
"Yang Prison, they don't believe me, you must believe me! I, I am really not a spy."
Li Eryi burst into tears.
The past twenty days were simply more unforgettable than the half year in Deyang Mansion. In the eyes of everyone except Yang Yu, he was a spy.
The spy who colluded with the enemy country and killed the martial saint of his own country!
These days, those strange looks in the city made him feel worse than death.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, you are just unlucky."
Taking a deep breath to wash away the sourness in his heart, Yang Yu said a few words to calm him down, lest he couldn't bear it and would rub himself with snot all over again.
However
"I was wronged, so wronged!"
Li Eryi burst into tears and complained about his unlucky days in the past two years.
Tai Sui, Black Mountain Old Demon, Wu Shengzhan
He actually encountered all the people and things that most people in this world would never encounter in their lifetime.
This is more than a tragic word.
Yang Yu sighed and let him wipe the tears and snot from his trouser leg. After his emotions were almost vented, he helped him up.
"Huh?"
Yang Yu looked startled and surprised.
He originally urged Tongyou subconsciously, but when he glanced at it, he was surprised.
"Is your ritual completed?!"
This was a huge surprise.
The four steps to becoming an immortal are not as easy as the four steps to becoming a martial saint. To some extent, they are even more difficult.
Throughout the ages, countless magical power masters have been trapped before the ceremony and died during the ceremony. Even strong men like Li Baihu and Duan Qilong have not been able to achieve success for decades.
"Yi, ceremony?"
Li Eryi wiped his nose. His physical strength was a bit heavy. He was startled when he heard the words. He calmed down his breathing before answering:
"It took several days to complete
As he said this, he remembered again that his so-called ritual seemed to have been completed by Yang Yu after he killed the abominable old demon queen.
However, he knew too little about the ritual and didn't know what it meant.
But Yang Yu came to his senses.
Li Eryi naturally told him everything, including the 'Ritual of the Broom Star'.
As a result, it is obvious that this old broom star gave his bad luck to the old demon from Montenegro.
"you"
Yang Yu was at a loss for words, and his expression was quite complicated. Broom Star, a rank in the Ten Capitals, is a member of the Star God, but he is not considered to be the best among the Ten Capitals. He has not come into contact with any records about this rank.
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Originally, he didn't care much about it. He has a profound understanding of the secluded world and can discern destiny, so he is not too taboo about these things.
But now that he saw Li Eryi's ceremony completed, he felt a little shaken in his heart.
This old boy may be a real bad guy.
"I can't stay in this northwest city any longer."
Li Eryi wiped his tears and looked very unhappy.
He came with the old demon from Montenegro and was noticed by everyone. The reason why no one dared to embarrass him was because of Yang Yu.
Compared with words, fists, and undisguised hostility and rejection, it is even more uncomfortable.
"As long as I am here, no one can make things difficult for you. However, if you are not willing to deliver this package, then find someone else."
Yang Prison considered his tone.
"Forget it, let me take a walk. There is nowhere to go, so why not go to Linlong Road to take a look. In these days, everywhere is in chaos. Only Linlong Road is the most peaceful.
After venting his anger, Li Eryi regained his composure. Over the past year or so, under the guidance of the old demon, his martial arts had made great progress.
His courage has also become much greater.
"Otherwise, let's go to someone else.
"Why?"
Li Eryi was a little puzzled, but he quickly responded: "Okay! Don't you really think that I will bring bad luck to Linlong Road?"
At this time, Li Eryi was really angry. Although he had obtained the Broom Star Dao Fruit, he still didn't believe in the spread of bad luck.
I don’t even want to believe that I am a ‘disaster’.
"Now that you have obtained the Taoist Fruit and the rituals have been completed, it is time to learn about the four steps to becoming an immortal and observe the precepts."
Of course Yang Prison would not admit it.
Li Eryi was a little unhappy. He felt very uncomfortable staying in Northwest Daocheng, but he couldn't resist Yang Yu, so he had to stay temporarily.
"Brother Yang."
Qin Siqing, who came in with the food, lost a lot of weight, but her mood was still a little low.
"Where is your great-uncle?"
Yang Yu gathered his thoughts and took the food.
"Uncle Master was seriously injured. After reading the letter left by Master, he became very emotional and locked himself in the room without responding.
Qin Si looked sad.
"Real Him"
Yang Yu was not good at persuading others, especially when he himself felt very uncomfortable, so he had to sit down and eat his vegetarian meal in silence.
The room fell into silence again, except for the sound of Yang Yu chewing.
Quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Qin Si looked at Yang Yu's white hair hanging down her shoulders, feeling a little worried again: "Brother Yang, your injury"
"Xiao Si, let's go to the Wanshou Mountain Fantasy Land later."
Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, and holding the beauty in his arms, Yang Yu said softly:'
"My injuries are not serious, but my body is a bit deficient. As long as I find ginseng fruits, I can make up for it."
The decline of longevity is by no means as simple as a change in the numbers on the book of life and death.
A person's lifespan, except for the influence of external illusions, all comes from the person's origin. The reduction of lifespan will make the origin weak.
He has lost more than two years of life at once, and only he knows how it feels.
However, this is not an injury, but a deficit.
It's just that this shortfall cannot be made up by ordinary elixirs, and even Lingwu can only make up for it slightly. To make up for it, you need natural resources and treasures.
In fact, even in legends, in the ancient years when immortals and Buddhas were in the world, elixirs and spiritual materials that prolong life were extremely rare.
"The Fantasy of Wanshou Mountain"
Qin Si seemed to have remembered something. Not long after she got up and left the room, she came back holding a thick scroll.
"Is this an essay by a real person?"
Yang Yu recognized it.
"After you left, the ancestor compiled the essays of more than a year. I was going to give them to you when you came back."
Qin Si took a deep breath, put down the book, and put away the dishes.
Yang Prison flipped through the files.
The first node of the Five Zang Guan recipe requires facing three great demons. Among them, the ape king and the tiger have been eliminated, and only the last 'cold snake' is left to achieve and refine. In this dossier, there is the Taoist of Truth.
Deduced, the means to deal with that cold snake.
There were a lot of essays, and Yang Yu read them very carefully. By the time he finished reading them, the sky outside had already turned dark.
After packing up the books, Yang Yu closed his eyes and sat quietly, refining the 'Five Zang Guan Recipe' for the eighth time.