Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 164 Uncle, You Know Me

There are very few disciples of Chanjiao, but their reputation in the world is not inferior to that of Jiejiao.

There are only a handful of saints in the world, and there are three Daomen, two of whom are teaching, even if they don't accept disciples, they are still the first-class Daoist in the world.

Lao Tzu, as the master of elucidation and teaching, has always lived in seclusion, and few people can see his true face.

Yun Zhongzi was not the case. He had burned fire in the Bajing Palace for decades, and he could see the saint every day.

No, the old man sat on the futon and took a nap every day, and he didn't wake up for three to five years.

"Master, the disciple has returned!"

Yun Zhongzi nodded respectfully.

Laozi sat quietly on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breath was long.

"Master has been wandering in the sky for three years, and he will wake up in a few days."

Master Xuandu slowly waved his cattail fan. He stared at the fire in the furnace with so much concentration that he didn't even raise his head.

Who knows, what is refined in the gossip furnace is the nine-turn gold elixir, but the teacher dozed off, and the boy slipped away, who would light the fire if he didn't?
"I haven't seen you for many years, my brother's Taoism has become more and more refined."

Yun Zhongzi straightened up, and slowly came to the Eight Diagrams Stove.

"You spent 300 years rebuilding the pavilions, and now they are broken and erected, which is really a blessing.

Pindao has spent many years in the realm of Da Luo, but he has made great progress in burning fire..."

Master Xuandu smiled slightly, but still did not look up.

Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao are playing with the flying sword with great interest, turning into two streamers of light, one blue and one purple, chasing each other.

Well, it can be seen that these two children have been fishing a lot these years.

Why does the purple gold gourd disappear repeatedly, why does the gossip furnace frequently burn empty? Behind all these, is it the distortion of morality, or the perversion of human nature...

If one traces back to the source, it all starts with when a certain Fude Immortal came to the Bajing Palace.

Yun Zhongzi pretended not to understand the meaning behind the words of Master Xuandu, he folded his sleeves with both hands, and continued to watch the excitement.

"It was such a big dream, I didn't realize I had slept soundly for three years."

Lao Tzu opened his eyes and woke up leisurely.

Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao turned pale with fright, and hastily withdrew the flying sword, almost stuffing it into his crotch.

Seeing this, Yun Zhongzi was overjoyed, and immediately took two steps forward, giving him a slap in the face.

"Uncle Master, the disciple has returned!"

He has practiced Taoism here for many years, not only learned the way of alchemy and weapon refining, but also got the method of Bajing Palace.

"Hey, you are not cultivating in Zhongnan Mountain, how did you come to Xuandu Cave?"

Lao Tzu looked around and finally found the incongruity.

"If Master hadn't ordered me to go back to the mountain to practice swords, and then enter the palace to subdue demons, I'm afraid I'm still practicing in the Bajing Palace at this moment, how can I be entangled in these karma?"

Yun Zhongzi did not answer directly, but complained tactfully.

He has dealt with the three saints of Taoism and is well versed in their secrets. As long as he mentions the other two in front of one of them, it will often have a miraculous effect.

Lao Tzu said nothing, just looked at him with a smile.

Yun Zhongzi sighed helplessly, well, sometimes this trick doesn't work.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Lao Tzu gently pointed out with one finger.

The flying sword with golden horn and silver horn shot out instantly, turning into two streamers of purple and blue.

"Master, I know I was wrong!" ×2
The Golden Horn boy took the lead, and the Silver Horn boy followed. The two of them knelt down together, their movements were crisp and neat, and they were quite familiar.

Lao Tzu flicked his fingers lightly, hitting the two flying swords, and let out a burst of groans.

"Your art of refining weapons has improved a bit."

With a thought in my mind, the purple and green swords returned the same way.

The Golden Horn Boy got up quickly and put Zijian away in a hurry.

Yinjiao Tong'er raised his eyelids, but still didn't dare to get up.

"This is not the merit of the disciple, it is all due to the master's supernatural power."

Yun Zhongzi slapped his head again, his expression becoming more respectful.

There are two sages in Chanjiao, one is his teacher, and the other is also his teacher.

"You came to Bajing Palace this time, but what's the important thing?"

Lao Tzu gently flicked his sleeves and sent the two boys out of the cave.

If the two little ancestors knew that the catastrophe had arrived, they would definitely go down the mountain to experience it.

"Uncle, you know me, my disciples are always loyal, how dare you bother your old man.

Going back to the palace this time is just to revisit the old place to relieve the wanderer's worries. "

Yun Zhongzi nodded slightly, which could not be called unbecoming.

The Great Master Xuandu was still burning the fire, and he never slackened in the slightest.

Maybe these are two different forms of loyalty.

"If the old man hadn't known you for many years, I'm afraid he would have been fooled by your innocent appearance.

You have always been the master who does not see rabbits or scatter eagles. If you have nothing important to do, how can you have time to visit the old Taoist? "

Lao Tzu stroked his beard gently, with a smile on his face, his expression was no different from that of a secular elder, and he could not see the slightest sign of a saint.

"What is the uncle talking about? Ever since I left the Bajing Palace, the disciple has been thinking about it day and night, and I wish I could..."

Yun Zhongzi frowned slightly, his expression extremely sincere.

"Just tell me, which treasure do you want to borrow this time?"

Lao Tzu shook his head with a smile. With a thought, he fetched two treasures.

I saw a big gourd hanging in the air, with a faint purple-gold luster, and a scroll of yin and yang hanging on the top, implying the mystery of the Dao.

"Uncle, you are really accurate!"

Yun Zhongzi grinned, he simply stopped pretending.

"When the catastrophe came, the Chanjue sects couldn't stay out of it. Now that there is cause and effect, it's better to make a decision earlier.

Jiejiao Sanxiao wants to set up a nine-curved formation of the Yellow River. This formation is so extraordinary that even the gods of Daluo cannot break it.

There is no such calamity in your life, but today the numbers have changed, and no one knows what kind of mistakes will happen. "

After what I said, there are endless visions in the Palace of Eight Views, which shows the scene of the beginning of chaos and the wonderful movement of the stars in the sky.

I saw the Yin-Yang picture scroll flying out slowly, shining brilliantly, reflecting the purple mansion of Xuandu, which is quite extraordinary.

This is the treasure of chaos that can be compared with the Pangu Banner—Taiji Diagram.

"Thank you uncle for the treasure!"

Yun Zhongzi bowed lightly, and took the treasure with both hands.

"Wait, let's try to see if we can break through the Yellow River Formation. If we really can't break through, the old man will go there himself."

With a thought in my mind, the vision disappeared.

Everyone in the world knows that a sage is free from disasters and calamities, immortal and immortal, but there is always the law of heaven pressing down on the top.

The master of Jujiao Tongtian wants to go against the sky, and the sage who explains the teachings certainly wants to compete with the way of heaven.

I didn't expect the disciples of Chanjiao to break through the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, but it would be good if some changes could be produced.

"Follow Master's decree."

Yun Zhongzi thought for a while, realized the meaning behind the words, and then made another check.

Lao Tzu nodded, he gently waved his sleeves, brought the golden and silver horns back to the cave, and sent a certain fortune fairy away from the Xuandu cave.

"The rise and fall of Buddhism and Taoism have changed, but I don't know where you can go?"

Lao Tzu murmured softly, his eyes dim.

The Golden Horn Boy looked around, but he couldn't find the familiar figure, let alone listen to the story.

The Yinjiao boy didn't care much, he just sacrificed the cyan flying sword, shuttled away, the cold light was as cold as snow and frost.

Master Xuandu was still diligent and diligent, fanning the wind unhurriedly.

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(End of this chapter)