I am immortal.

Chapter 42

When Qi Wuhuo returned home, he saw that the old man was still making tea with a calm and calm expression. Seeing him coming back, he still asked calmly, "Wuhuo is back?"

"Ah."

"How was the lecture today?"

Qi Wuhuo told the truth, and added: "The part I narrated today is all from Tan Taixuan's "Cheng Xian Lu" and the practice records left by my friends, and I did not pass on the narrations that the old man passed on to me. Get out." He still remembers that the old man said at that time that some parts are "you know, I know, only you pass it on", which cannot be passed on to the outside world.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If you can understand by analogy and decipher other cultivation methods, you can be regarded as an introduction."

"Yes, goodness."

He picked up the tea immediately, but didn't drink it.

I was going to bring it to my lips, but I seemed to think of something and stopped.

Just holding the teacup, he said lightly, calmly and nonchalantly:

"What about alchemy?"

When Qi Wuhuo was about to make alchemy, he mentioned all the techniques and skills, the old man nodded and said, "Where did you get the techniques?" Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, and replied, "It was when I was preparing to open the furnace. , I thought of the general outline of alchemy you mentioned, and suddenly found that the method of alchemy is the same as the way of practicing cultivation, so I tried it."

The old man said, "That's all?"

Qi Wuhuo thought about it again, then shook his head.

The old man seemed to be slightly relieved.

Qi Wuhuo replied: "When I was refining alchemy, I saw the sun and the moon appearing at the same time in the winter afternoon, so I felt something."

"Let's try it."

"Fortunately nothing went wrong."

A relieved expression appeared on the boy's face, and then he said:

"Later, I remembered that you said that the sun is the heart and cultivates one's nature; the moon is the kidney and cultivates one's life."

"The sun rises and the moon sets, every day is like this, as if the two phases are urging, and there is a mysterious feeling. Every day is neither too late nor too early, as if the sky and the earth are also a human body. Seeing the sun and the moon rotate, it is like cultivating both life and death. Don't rush , don’t be slow, practice daily, don’t slack off, that’s why it’s called [Qu Fu Hui].”

Immediately, the voice stopped for a while, restraining the seldom revealed youthful nature, sitting upright, and said softly:

"It's all my own guesswork. I don't know if it's right or wrong..."

The old man paused for a moment, and asked gently:
"What else?"

Qi Wuhuo hesitated for a while, and said, "Since the rotation of the sun and the moon is like cultivating both life and soul."

"So heaven and earth are also a human body?"

"Or is it that although a person is small, his body is still a world?"

"It's small, but it's also big?"

"Is the first step in practice, is it to [look at the world outside, and see your own nature inside]?"

The old man breathed out slightly.

Want to drink tea.

A cup of tea is hard to lift and drink.

Only he could see that there were some ripples in the teacup.

After a long time, he slowly nodded.

Drink tea calmly, and only say good things.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh before opening his mouth, he seemed quite happy, seemed quite expecting, like seeing the beautiful jade covered with dust, after sweeping the dust away, he saw the brilliance, praised and smiled: "After listening to my general outline, I know how to use the earth's energy to urge Move the sun and the moon, and then refine alchemy, and when refining alchemy, you can also understand the dual cultivation of life and life, how many practitioners, who have been meditating for decades, don't know this truth."

"They may know these words, but they are only taught by their teachers, and they don't have their own comprehension."

"Your comprehension in this aspect is really good, and it's not a lie. Even the old man is a little scared by you."

"However, the potential for understanding is not something you can be proud of, so guard against arrogance and impatience."

"Walk slowly on the road, don't fight sooner or later."

"Can you know without confusion?"

Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

The old man looked at him with satisfaction in his eyes, pondered for a while, and finally couldn't help the joy in his heart, stroked his beard and promised:

"Wait until you really have a big day."

"Maybe the old man will personally make alchemy for you."

"And you can watch."

"No confusion, encourage it!"

"Yes!!!"

Qi Wuhuo had a bright smile that really belonged to a young man.

He just felt that the old man was teaching him, and he just knew that the old man cared about him, so he was happy.

But I don't know, the old man's very peaceful sentence, you come to watch while I am refining alchemy, what a heavy weight it represents.

Time has passed, but many things are no different from the past.

On the night before departure, Qi Wuhuo cooked a lot of delicious dishes. On the second morning, Qi Wuhuo fetched well water early, washed his face, and changed into cleaner clothes. Lock the doors, pack your bags, and focus on the blank paper filled with the last wishes of those murdered souls, Tao Taigong's jade book, the only clue of his past experience, the waist card of Mingzhen Daomeng.

Then one piano and one sword.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Turning around and walking out, he closed his two wooden doors again, looked at home, turned around and saw the old man standing behind with his beard stroked, and the plum tree was in full bloom.

"Is Wuhuo ready? If there are still some things that are not ready, you can stay for a while."

"no need."

"Haha, let's go then."

"Follow me to visit friends."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and walked out with Qi Wuhuo. There was a lively feeling outside. The New Year's Day was coming, and the town was also bustling. The butcher killed a pig and yelled loudly. The wine shop Some skinny guys, but with a lot of strength, moved out such a big wine tank, opened the mud seal, and scooped wine with a gourd ladle that was dried and cut open.

The clean wine fell down, and the aroma of the wine was so strong that people couldn't even walk.

The hawkers who only appeared during the Chinese New Year also came with scarecrows filled with candied people and candied haws. On the small cart, Qi Wuhuo remembered that he liked these the most when he was a child.

When my parents were still alive, when my hometown was still there.

There was a sound of playfulness, and the children who had reached the boy's waist ran towards the peddler and ran towards the peddler, brushing past the boy in the opposite direction. The children smiled brightly, the hem of the boy's clothes moved slightly, and his figure stood upright.

The peddler bent down and took out the malt candy with a smile, and the rattle stuck in his belt rattled with the movement.

The children collected some scraps of iron, which they could exchange for a small piece of malt candy from the peddler.

People come and go, everyone is talking about what delicious food to eat during the New Year's Eve, whoever comes, but they don't seem to see the old and the young, the fireworks in the world, passing by the sleeves , the old man stroked his beard and looked at the boy next to him, and asked with a smile: "It's the New Year's Eve, it's so lively, follow me out, is that okay?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Yes."

"I've been through this before."

"So, it's okay."

The old man looked at him, smiled and sighed: "Huangliang Yimeng, the investigation has broken the name, but it also made some of your things more firm."

"Go to [Fake] and stay [True]."

"It's cultivating the Tao."

"Let's go then."

"Ah."

The young man took one last look at the bustling town behind him, then turned around, was led by the old man, and separated from these people who were full of the smell of the world, with their backs facing each other and gradually walked away, and finally even the cooking smoke on his cuffs was like wind smoke The blue shirt is clean, the sword case is carried on the back, and there is a sword and a piano in the sword case, the eyes are clean and gentle, only a 14-year-old boy.

He walked up the road with the old man.

Walked out of the town slowly.

"Old man, is the person I want to see very close? Can we walk there?"

"Haha, it's near and far, and it's far and near."

"No confusion..."

"And come with me."

The old man stroked his beard and looked at the boy next to him, and said with a pun, with a smile:
"You are a talented person, and this old man will show you the way."

(End of this chapter)