I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 163 Water

Waiting was a bit boring, Gu Yao asked curiously: "Old man, why can't the Yang God come out of his body at will?"

The old Taoist looked out of the window: "Heaven and Earth don't like Yangshen. Yangshen travels, and when he comes back, his body may be gone."

"The body is gone? What do you mean?"

"It's hard to explain to you, you will know when your Yinshen is perfect."

Looking at the old man's appearance, Gu Yao suddenly remembered something.

After he devoured the divine jade of Fu Zong and transformed, he used the method of blooming instantly to observe the old Taoist.

The scene at that time was shocking and beautiful.

The old Taoist exudes a golden light, just like the rising sun, exuding a beautiful and exuberant vitality.

Countless silk threads connected him with the heaven and earth, and at the same time, countless light spots, like fireflies, emanated from his body, whirled around him for a while and then disappeared.

"Old man, are you, or a practitioner in the realm of the Yang God, locked by heaven and earth?"

He pondered for a while, and barely described it this way.

The old man turned around, a little surprised: "So, it's kind of similar, but this is not what you should think about now."

"Yes Yes Yes."

At this moment, the two paper symbols on the table suddenly moved.

They suddenly rose up, suspended in the air, shattered into countless small pieces like a jigsaw puzzle, fluttered to the ground, and formed countless villains.

The old Taoist closed the window, walked over and said: "The two paper figurines have disappeared. It seems that Wu Gong has some skills. The paper figurines feel that they may be discovered and understand themselves."

Gu Yao was speechless: "I'll go, this paper man is too loyal."

Dozens of small paper figurines have already appeared on the table, standing on the table, and began to perform.

Like a mime.

A small paper man with a protruding chest knelt on the table, covering his face with hands made of paper.

A paper figurine waved its arms and made moves towards a large group of paper figurines, and then the paper figurine with a long stick in its hand came back and knocked the one that was waving its arms to the ground.

The action is a little funny.

"Old man, is there no sound? It's not difficult for paper figurines to talk, right?"

The old Taoist said indifferently: "If you think about the purpose of this paper figurine technique, do you think they would be willing to hear their husband flirting with other women or eh?"

"alright."

Because there is no sound, I can't see clearly.

After the unexplained action, the other paper figurines scattered, only those three scenes were still together.

"Old man, why don't we go and save the woman first? Or just use Ming Soul Technique to attack that witch?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "Although the Shangqingming soul technique is powerful, its side effects are also terrible. Just remember, you must not use this technique on those things that have lived for an unknown amount of time."

"Otherwise, you can easily become another one."

Gu Yao was a little puzzled: "Why?"

The old Taoist said: "When you use this technique, you are sneaking into a person's soul memory. It will naturally have no effect in a short period of time. If someone has lived a long time, has a long memory, and no matter how high his cultivation is, his emotions can infect you, even Make you think you are him."

"This is another form of seizing the house, and it is also the reason why this technique is designated as a forbidden technique."

Gu Yao thought for a while: "But in Luzhou, that guy lived to be a hundred years old?"

"That guy has already gone crazy, and the other is that he has been searched by me. His heart and soul are weak and his emotions are chaotic. This witch will not be younger than me, and witchcraft girlfriends have become extremely rare since the big man. No one knows what the means are."

The old Taoist reminded: "Remember, you should try to only use this spell on those of your peers when you are looking for information. Don't use it on seniors, fierce gods, and ghosts indiscriminately."

"Yes."

The old Taoist nodded: "As for that woman, she should be safe before we die. They must not dare to reveal the secrets of this village in front of us."

Gu Yao stood up: "Okay, what should we do now?"

The old Taoist thought for a while: "Go to that Wu Gong and say that you want to find a place to practice in the village. Make a big show of it. I will take the opportunity to walk around the village."

"Okay, they should think you're just a bad old man doing odd jobs, and they won't guard you much."

Gu Yao opened the door, and walked towards Mr. Wu's house at a pace that his relatives did not recognize.

"Wu Gong, are you there? Ask for something."

The door was also tightly closed, Gu Yao yelled to open the door, and Yu Liu jumped out: "Why are you yelling?"

"I want to find a place to practice, come and ask Mr. Wu, what's your name?"

Gu Yao reprimanded: "A servant who takes care of others can never go up or down."

"you!"

"Ok?"

Yu Liu glared, Gu Yao immediately turned his eyes back.

"Daoist, if you want to find a place to practice, let Yu Liu take you. He is younger and has more active legs and feet."

Wu Gong said in the house.

Gu Yao also took the opportunity to look at his room.

Ordinarily, the base of the wall was filled with many pots, and in the middle of the room was a big water tank. The woman was cleaning the water tank carefully at the moment, and cast a look of help to Gu Yao.

Before he could take another look, Yu Liu closed the door tightly: "Come here."

His attitude was very bad: "Where's your master?"

"Of course he's packing up and practicing in the house. His cultivation level is superb, it's the same anywhere."

"Ha ha."

The two were walking on the road when an old man poked his head out of the house: "Yu Da. Yu Liu, where is my water? When will it be delivered?"

Yu Liu stared at the old man, and the old man changed his words immediately.

"It will be delivered later, you should go back to the house and wait."

The old man retreated into the house and locked the door.

After walking a few steps, Gu Yao asked with a light smile, "You don't seem to be someone who takes care of them, but the old man wants to call you Master Yu."

Yu Liu said dryly: "It's not Mr. Yu, it's Yu Da, my elder brother, the person who was in charge of taking care of them in the past, the old man, he can't turn his head."

"Ha ha."

Gu Yao returned his two haha.

Yu Liu looked like he really wanted Gu Yao to train himself to death as soon as possible, so he took him straight to the side of the Wuqi River and found a depression: "This is the most suitable place for cultivation."

Gu Yao looked at him in surprise, stood in the hollow, and took a deep breath.

Indeed, as he said, the qi here is extra intense.

If in the village, it takes half a year to practice oneself to death, but here one month is enough.

Immediately raised eyebrows: "Yu Da~Liu, you are awesome."

This yin and yang remark made Yu Liu very upset, and immediately threw down a sentence that you are practicing here, and turned to leave, but was stopped by Gu Yao again.

"Yu Da~liu, may I ask, is there any fish in this river? You know, cultivation is a very boring thing. I usually go fishing to pass the time. If possible, please get me a fishing rod or something. "

Yu Liu held back his anger: "There is nothing in this river, and the life in the village is very boring. If you are bored, you can go to the old man to chat and relax."

"Okay, so be it."

Gu Yao's pretentious masterpiece is here to practice.

Na Yu Liu turned around and took a few steps, and finally stood not far away, staring at him practicing here.

Feeling the air constantly rushing towards Gu Yao, a grin appeared on his black face.

On the other side, in the village, the old Taoist carried a bucket and knocked on doors from house to house.

"Hello, is there any water? I want to get some water for my apprentice to boil some sugar water."

"No no."

Every old man is grumpy.

For this reason, the old Taoist walked through all the houses.

"Every household has a huge water tank, but they are reluctant to give me a little water, which is interesting."

He looked up at Duke Wu's house in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's been a long time since I encountered such an interesting thing, I really hope to play more."

Bang bang, he raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Mr. Wu, borrow some water."

Wu Gong opened the door: "Master Dao, if you want water, you have to go to the river."

"But the river is quite far away, and the water is not clean. Can't you share some of the water here with me?"

Wu Gong said: "The water here is all used to make the water of longevity and longevity, nothing more than that."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the old Taoist's eyes light up, and rushed in: "That's really great, you must give me some, so that I can make soup for my apprentice."

Wu Gong was accidentally knocked down by the old Taoist, and then pretended to support him, grabbed his mask with one hand, and tried hard to take it off.

Ok?
Didn't move it again?

The old man was surprised.

The grimacing copper mask seemed to grow on his face, but the old man didn't use any real skills, so he didn't take it off.

Wu Gong rolled around and stood up: "Master Dao, don't go too far, please get out, my water is the top secret of the village."

The old Taoist looked at the house, but he didn't see the woman. He pretended not to hear Wu Gong's words, and walked in the room: "Wu Gong, where is that woman? Since she is taking care of you, can you take my apprentice by the way? He is afraid of the cold. Can you let her go to warm the bedding, I will sleep with you."

After saying this, Wu Gong trembled from anger.

In the past, most of the Taoist priests who came here were wild grasses, and few of them were serious Taoists.

But even Ye Mao is very particular, he is polite to others, and he is also very polite. Why did the old and the young come this time, like street bullies and mountain bandits?
As the saying goes, people respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. Why do these two people say that one foot is not enough, so why don't you just give me your whole family?

unacceptable!

He silently clenched his fists, and slowly opened his mouth on the staff placed across the room.

At this moment, the old Taoist slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot, Mr. Wu, do you have any sugar? I seem to have forgotten to bring sugar, so what kind of sugar water should I cook?"

Pretending to pat his head, while waving his robe to block his sight, a yellow talisman quietly fell and merged into the ground.

The old man laughed loudly, stepped out the door and left.

Leaving Mr. Wu trembling in the room: "The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old, you bastard, you bastard!"

Lao Dao walked out of the house, and his face changed instantly.

"It turns out that they are really extinct real witches, not those lingering on their last legs, who have learned a little bit of crooked melon cracking dates to spread fire. It's really strange."

"My disciple's luck is really outrageous. I came out to find a thunder, and dug up a centuries-old wizard."

"Water, what's wrong with water? Is it the key to their longevity?"

"This place should have something to do with Emperor Shuiguan. Could it be that this is the former Jinlu dojo?"

The old Taoist grinned and greeted other old people with their heads sticking out, while thinking in his mind.

Gu Yao changed his tricks and felt disgusted. After a while, Yu Liu stood up and stretched his waist: "Today's practice is over, Yu Da Liu, let's go back to the village for dinner, what are you having for lunch here?" ?”

Yu Liu said with a cold face, "We only eat breakfast and dinner."

"Ah? It's not good for your health. It's easy to grow short and die early. Listen to me, you must be so ugly because you don't eat lunch."

"Ah, by the way, I haven't had breakfast yet, can you get me some?"

"No, you can wait until night."

Yu's six-faced skin twitched, and he really didn't want to talk to this disgusting bitch.

Gu Yao was also depressed. This man is too good at cultivating Qi. I was so angry with him that I didn't do anything. I wanted to see if he had practiced.

The two bless each other in their hearts and return to the village.

"Master, I'm back, what do you want for lunch?"

he shouted.

Yu Liu quickened his pace and ran towards the distance, afraid that Gu Yao would stop him again.

"Drink water."

The old man responded with a smile.

Both the master and the apprentice noticed that in the surrounding rooms, there was a crack in the doors and windows, looking towards them.

Enter the house and close the door.

"Old man, the water here seems to be very precious."

He told the story of an old man asking for water when he went out.

The old man stroked his chin, then suddenly stretched out his hand, beckoning Gu Yao to lean his head over, and said something in a low voice.

After a while, the old man carried a kettle and led Gu Yao to the old man's house who asked for water.

"Master, let's chat."

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"Master, I know you asked about water in the morning, but I happen to be a little weird, so why don't you come and have a look?"

Gu Yao persisted and said in a low voice.

With a creak, the door revealed a gap, and the old man showed a pair of dull eyes inside the door: "Let me see."

The old man hugged the kettle tightly, looked left and right, revealing a crack.

"can not see!"

The old man cursed.

Gu Yao said: "You will know if you put your hand on it and taste it."

Hearing this, the old man rolled his eyes, stretched out a hand, stuffed it into the pot with great effort, and put a finger of water into his mouth.

Then his eyes widened and he trembled all over.

Looking at him like this, Gu Yao felt a little trembling in his heart: "Old man, is he poisoned to death by my blood?"

In the bucket was a few drops of his blood mixed with some river water that the old man had dispersed the miasma. According to the old man's words, it should have some effect on refreshing.

Fortunately, after shaking for a while, he recovered, his eyes became brighter, and his body seemed to be straighter.

"Come in."

The old man in the room opened the door: "Come in and talk."

Gu Yao and the two entered the room.

The house is simple, with a bed, a table, four stools, and a large water tank.

Taking a glance, Gu Yao sat beside the stool: "Do you want this water?"

"Yes, what's the matter with this water? How is it different from the past?" The old man stared at the kettle in the old man's arms, his eyes shining.

Gu Yao said with a smile: "Master Yu gave me this water. He only said that it was very precious, but he refused to say so. But he told me that he could come and talk to you, so I came here."

The old man regained his sanity when he heard Mr. Yu's words, and moved his eyes away from the kettle: "Who are you? Why did Mr. Wu give you water?"

Gu Yao pretended to be inscrutable, and straightened his waist: "What is your identity? How dare you question me?"

"My king? Are you the king of the current royal family, or are we scattered descendants?" The old man asked directly.

Gu Yao and Lao Dao's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, even if they can live forever, their brains will become dull. Hearing what he said, they should have belonged to the royal family in the past. Was that the dynasty before the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Is it the small dynasties and royal families that died out in decades in the chaos of demons, or the clansmen of the Liu surname who were once scattered by the great Han?

They have lived here for a long time, even if they were people with a clear mind when they were young, they are still idiots now. Judging by their old and listless appearance, they must not be practitioners. As long as they are a little cheated, they can be easily caught.

At that moment, Gu Yao snorted: "This king, King Huainan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I heard that I came here to find the way."

The old man cut a sigh: "As expected, the descendants of the untouchables who got away with it by chance, but the Great Zhou is barely considered strong. It is not surprising that you join us, Wu Gongyun."

(End of this chapter)