I am immortal.

Chapter 22 Mountain God Personality
"Waist card?"

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, then hastily lifted the hem of his clothes and grabbed the wooden sign.

Bending down, holding the waist card with both hands and raising it above his head, his hands were still trembling and he said: "If the Immortal Elder is interested, please, please."

Tao Taigong raised his hand and took the waist card away.

He looked over and over again, and said:
"This is the badge of [Mingzhen Daomeng]. How did you have it?"

The old Taoist priest still maintained the motion of bending and lifting, carefully and humbly said:
"This is an old Taoist... No, Xiaodao, I got Xiaodao when I was traveling in Lizhou more than ten years ago."

"At that time, I happened to meet a young man setting up a stall, so I took some gold and exchanged it..."

Tao Taigong laughed, and said casually: "[Mingzhen Daomeng] is a big force after all, and those who can get this waist card will not be people who do not know how to practice. How can they know the value of this thing? It is really a stall? If so If that's the case, his parents and elders will probably have to talk to him when they go back."

The old Taoist laughed dryly, not daring to answer.

I had to laugh along with me.

Qi Wuhuo had already heard the meaning of these words.

I am afraid that this Taoist priest was in Lizhou more than ten years ago. He saw a young man with low cultivation holding this waist card. The money was touching. He did the business of killing people and stealing goods. Only then traveled all the way to Zhongzhou.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the God of Fortune and said, "Mr. Tao, do you recognize this badge?"

The old man nodded and said, "I've seen it a few times."

He put the waist card on the table, stroked his beard and said, "Daoist Qi should also know that there are three thousand ways of practicing, even if the Taoism is authentic and has a long history, each has its own lineage, its own inheritance, and is scattered all over the world. , and for cultivation, a lot of materials are needed, and sometimes relying on only one Dharma vein, there is no way to gather them together in a short period of time."

"Furthermore, due to the differences in personal understanding and experience, even if the source is the Dharma lineage of the same scriptures and Dao Zang, it will often gradually evolve into different styles of inheritance. If they can communicate with each other, it will also be beneficial to the understanding and practice of the Dao. At first, based on these reasons, some loose organizations gradually emerged outside of the Dharma lineage and the sect."

"Later, as time passed, these loose organizations gradually collected classics, cultivated their core, and formed another force."

"This [Mingzhen Daomeng] is one of them."

"With the concept of [clarifying the truth and breaking the illusion, and drawing the Dao] as the concept, above the practice, the emphasis is on [the gods can reach the sky, and the wind and thunder can be smashed]."

"It is quite insightful to practice the primordial spirit."

Qi Wuhuo said: "Mingzhen Daomeng..."

He picked up the waist card, and it was quite heavy in his hand, like wood but not wood, with a dull color, and a talisman formed by cloud patterns in the center, like a thunder snake illuminating the gloom, with its own aura, and In my memory, the patterns on the flags and streamers I saw in the gap between the demon kingdoms are exactly the same, but this one is smaller, with flowing cloud patterns, and the other one is bigger, faintly containing the momentum of thunder.

He remembered this cloud pattern talisman clearly.

I also remember the gentleman who walked into the vegetable market with his back turned to him and waved his hands gracefully.

Tao Taigong stroked his beard and asked in doubt: "Why is Daoist Qi so obsessed with this?"

Qi Wuhuo put down the badge of Mingzhen Daomeng.

Telling the experience of several years ago, the expressions of several gods slowly calmed down.

Looking at each other, Landlord Luo Yizhen said: "We have also heard about the calamity in Jinzhou back then."

"But after all, the distance is too far, the land must not be far away from the place where it is, otherwise the energy of the earth veins cannot be mobilized, and the strength will inevitably be damaged."

"So I don't know much about it."

"I really can't help, but this matter should have nothing to do with [Mingzhen Daomeng]."

Luo Yizhen explained:

"[Mingzhen Daomeng] is not a so-called decent person, but it is not those evil ways."

"Most of their behavior style is to pursue profit and practice. They don't have much interest in killing, refining souls, etc., but it is inevitable that there will be some scum in the sect. On this matter, I can only say, [Mingzhendao League] will not be an active pusher, there is a high probability that it will appear there because of certain interests."

"A force like [Mingzhen Daomeng] will basically record the events it has participated in."

"If Daoist Qi really cares about this matter."

"You can visit one or two in the future."

Wearing brown clothes, Shen Ditu put down his wine glass, suddenly sneered and said:

"There are no scum in the Mingzhen Daoist League? But this cannot be asserted, such as the Taoist priest in front of me."

Everyone's eyes fell on the old Taoist.

The latter couldn't help but secretly hate in his heart.

Why did you mention me again? !

Tiger Mountain God raised his hand, and the jade book with his name flew up and landed in his hand. He rubbed the jade book for a long time, and suddenly said: "Tantai Guochu, what is it you?" people?"

There was a hint of surprise in the old Taoist's eyes, and he kowtowed:
"Xiaodao's name is Tantaixuan, and Ziyu Sword Immortal Tantai Guochu is Xiaodao's grandfather."

Tiger whispered: "...is the queen of an old friend."

Fu raised his hand again, and a long sword flew out of the black iron sword box and landed in his palm. The tiger held the sword in his right hand, and swept the sword with his left hand. , with a hint of nostalgia on his face, just when Tantaixuan's eyes were filled with hope, Tiger Mountain God said lightly again: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

Tan Taixuan sensed the murderous intent, his scalp went numb, and he almost felt as if his soul had been dissipated.

Tiger said: "After all, you will refine the lifespan of a living person to prolong your own life, and people will follow evil ways."

"It's not a pity to die."

Tan Taixuan's body trembled violently. Before he died, thinking of the attitude of the mountain god towards Qi Wuhuo, he seized the last chance, knelt down and shouted: "Prince Qi! Immortal Qi! I am People from [Mingzhen Daomeng], I know the high-level people in [Mingzhendaomeng], there must be something about the catastrophe in Jinzhou five years ago, spare my life, spare my life, I am willing to atone for my crimes, Atonement!"

"I'm useful! Very useful!"

The tiger frowned, subconsciously looking at Qi Wuhuo.

The same is true for Tao Taigong and other three good fortune gods.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the old Taoist who knelt on the ground and walked in front of him, the latter kowtowed and said:

"I have never harmed innocent people, they are all greedy for money, I bought their lives with gold... I know, I am following the evil method, and I just want to live, so, even if If you want to die, don’t worry about killing me at this moment, I can help you figure out what happened back then, my life is cheap, it really can’t be compared with your big things.”

"Because killing such an insignificant villain as me affects your major affairs, isn't it too bad?"

"A gentleman in ancient times said that those who can truly hold power have no eyes for black and white, only useful and useless."

"You are a gentleman, you should understand the principle of [harmony with light and dust]."

"I have lived for more than 100 years, and it is impossible to step into the realm of real people. I just want to live a little longer."

"If you think it's unreliable, I'm willing to give you a part of my primordial spirit to control. I will never betray you. I can run with energy and master magic powers. If I go to an ordinary city, I can also open up a dharma line, and now I am willing to serve you as a slave."

What Tan Taixuan said was logical.

The blue-shirted boy leaned over as if to support him, a flattering smile appeared on Tantaixuan's old face, and suddenly a cold light flashed.

The dagger he carried pierced Tantaixuan's throat directly, the blade was one foot long, passed through the front and exited from the back of the neck.

The old Taoist stared wide-eyed.

He didn't seem to have thought that someone could reject a servant who knew the way of the gods. He froze for a moment and then trembled from the severe pain. He gasped for breath, and blood gushed out. It was only because of his strong vitality that he didn't die for a while.

His eyes widened and he glared, all he could see was the blue-shirted boy's eyes that were deep and peaceful, without any waves.

Qi Wuhu didn't answer.

As if his words were worthless.

Just pierced the dagger deeper inside.

Tan Taixuan's struggling strength became weaker and weaker, and his voice was vague: "You kill me...you will regret it!"

Qi Wuhuo pulled out the dagger with his backhand.

"No." He replied.

Tan Taixuan's eyes were blank, and he fell down clutching his throat.

After twitching his legs and feet a few times, he stopped moving.

Qi Wuhuo's blue shirt was stained with blood. This was the first time he killed someone in reality. It was different from his dream. He collected himself and said to the mountain god:
"I'm sorry after killing your old friend."

The mountain god shook his head and said, "Originally I wanted to kill him too."

Tao Taigong and the other two just looked at each other, and said with a smile that they had something to leave early.

But he went straight out, grabbed a bit of Tantaixuan's soul from a dozen miles away, and directly washed away the evil spirit of the most turbid place in the earth's veins, the most kind-hearted old lady Tao is fair : "He has a good heart, he is a good child, but he is not experienced enough in cultivation, and monks who don't know [Mingzhen Daomeng] will run away with their souls."

"Although this soul is only a bit spiritual and has no memory, it still needs to be completely crushed."

Land surnamed Shen praised: "It's better to die for such an evil cultivator."

The three good fortune gods performed rituals directly on the spot.

Report to the Nine Heavens, and report to the Yin Division.

Even the last trace of evil spirit and resentment of the Taoist priest were wiped away.

The blessings of the three gods of good fortune.

Needless to say reincarnation, it is impossible to become a ghost.

After Qi Wuhuo killed that old Taoist Tantai, he thought about what happened five years ago, and thought about it for a long time.

But when he was leaving, the mountain god said suddenly: "I have something I want to ask Wuyou for your opinion."

Qi Wuhu asked.

Tiger smiled and said, "I may break through soon."

"Wander around in the clouds."

"At that time, are you willing to inherit the position of the mountain god?"

(End of this chapter)