I am immortal.

Chapter 70
Qi Wuhuo could only notice that moist air and the fishy smell of fresh water in the handsome man who came to gamble with the fortune teller yesterday.

Now that I feel it, I subconsciously think it's still him.

The young Taoist turned around, followed the breath, and saw people coming and going outside. The breath came from a two-story tea house more than thirty steps away. He looked up, but what he saw was not what he saw yesterday. The young man who arrived was an old man, leaning against the railing on the second floor of the tea house, drinking tea alone, holding a child in his arms, but the child was crying.

The old man comforted the child.

It seemed that he had noticed Qi Wuhu's gaze.

The old man turned to look.

Looking at Qi Wuhuo, the young Taoist knew that he was being impolite, so he stood in the crowd and bowed his hands slightly apologetically.

The old man laughed and said, "I never thought that I could meet a Taoist orthodox sect who has achieved success in cultivation here."

"This old man drinking tea here alone is very lonely."

"Xiao Daoist, if you don't dislike it, please come up and have a cup of tea?"

The old man is quite free and easy to invite.

Qi Wuhuo thought about it and thanked him.

Holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, he walked up to the tea house step by step, and came to the window on the second floor.

Seeing that the child had stopped crying just now, a woman rushed up and took the child away, thanking and bowing, Qi Wuhuo understood after hearing these words of thanks, it seems It was because there were too many people in Fang City today, and the woman and the child were lost. It was the old man who took the child to tease, and sent someone to find the woman.

The woman left thankfully.

It's just that there seems to be a bit of horror in the eyes.

On the contrary, the child was happy, and turned around to wave goodbye to the old man over there.

The old man raised his teacup with a gentle smile.

Then he invited Qi Wuhuo to sit down, and the young Taoist sat opposite the old man, seeing the old man's true face.

Only then did I understand why the woman had a frightened expression in her eyes just now.

It was an old man with a majestic face, his eyebrows were raised, but the right eyebrow was only half, and there were burn marks on the skin on the forehead.

Combined with this majestic face, it will inevitably look three points ferocious.

The old man was able to notice Qi Wuhuo's eyes without any malice, which is enough to prove that his xinxing practice is extremely high, as clear as a mirror. God is more active and able to detect the latent malice and good intentions of man.

That's why he has a good impression of this majestic and ferocious old man.

Qi Wuhuo thanked the old man for his invitation.

The old man looked at Qi Wuhuo, and praised: "The young Daoist has a face, but his cultivation is very good. Nowadays, many practitioners are always eager to accumulate vitality and mana, and they often fall behind in the cultivation of their own spirituality. If you do it, you can make great strides in the early stage, but you will encounter a barrier later on, it will be difficult to break through, and you may be trapped for a lifetime."

"And it's not the kind that only looks at appearances."

He reached out and touched the side of his forehead, smiling freely.

"Is the little Taoist priest here to wander?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Yes, there are other things."

The old man laughed and said: "In this case, you can stay here for a longer time. The annual Lantern Festival, the bustle of the capital city of Zhongzhou, is more beautiful than the imperial capitals of dynasties in the world. It is really because those royal relatives are afraid of death. There are also many restrictions when celebrating, but it’s not as good as the ones here.”

"Look more, travel around and witness the world of mortals, only then can you have a state of mind that is out of the world and not stagnant in things."

The old man poured Qi Wuhuo a cup of tea as he spoke, without asking Qi Wuhuo's name.

He never introduced himself.

Just meet to drink tea and watch the scenery outside together.

Qi Wuhuo took a sip of the tea, only to feel that his mouth was clear, and soon after, gusts of fresh air dispersed and submerged into his limbs and bones.

Yuan Jing Yuan Qi couldn't help being quiet.

became more rounded.

"This is……"

Qi Wuhuo was slightly surprised.

Settle your mind to meditate and realize it. It takes a full cup of tea time for the fresh air to dissipate.

At this moment, the bitterness and sweetness of the tea in his mouth slowly appeared, and the old man smiled and said: "There are many practitioners in the world, and it is rare to encounter the slowest and most difficult path in Taoist orthodoxy. But since you have reached [Sancaiquan], then your life expectancy should be 20 years old."

"[Xiantian Yiqi] will definitely not trouble you."

"I should take the road that can go the farthest."

"Remember, at this time, you can't try to immediately practice supernatural powers and condense the innate energy."

The old man said with a gentle smile: "After the [Qi, Spiritual Strength, and Body Light], you need to maintain it for a hundred days before you can try to condense it."

"If you train as you train, it's called cramps and bones, and it's hard work."

"Cultivate the foundation first, then cultivate and operate the qi mechanism, and then follow the innate qi. This is the stable path."

Qi Wuhuo thought about it carefully, confirmed with the method taught by the teacher, and thanked him earnestly.

The old man laughed loudly and said, "You don't think I'm a talkative old man who likes to meddle in others."

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "It's out of good intentions for the old gentleman to speak to me, and the Fa principles he narrated are also correct."

"Although the three talents of vitality, essence, and spirit are complete, they have not [taken root] yet. If you take the next step now, the foundation will inevitably be unstable. It is like building a tall building without a good foundation. not tall."

"I should thank you."

The old man said with emotion: "If my son can have your understanding and heart, there is no need for such trouble."

"Your son?"

The old man stroked his beard with emotion, with a trace of helplessness and relief on his face:
"Yeah...haha, he was mischievous and youthful when he was young, and he caused some troubles."

"Later, the old man took great pains to bring him up, taught him supernatural powers and practice, until now, I relieved my own [responsibility] and handed it over to him to manage, so the old man was able to come here and watch This scenery, at this time when it should be the busiest, is a leisurely cup of tea."

The old man looked at the scenery outside, the people coming and going, and the fireworks in the world of mortals, his eyes were focused, and he said with a smile:
"My elder brother wants me to live in [ancestral veins] in the east."

"But no matter how familiar the ancestral land is, it is only the place where I lived when I was young. I have been here almost all my life. I am used to seeing such scenery on weekdays. When I want to leave suddenly, I feel reluctant. It has urged me many times. , and always shied away from going, but it made me puzzled, Master Xiaodao, you said that people always say that they are nostalgic for their hometown, but what exactly is hometown?"

The young Taoist looked at the appearance of the old man, thought for a while, and replied:
"Maybe it's memories that are nostalgic."

The old man was slightly startled, looked at the crowd in the world of mortals, and suddenly smiled: "What a memory."

"The little Taoist is right."

"What I am nostalgic for is not ordinary places and scenery, but maybe everything I have seen and experienced here."

"I am young and old, but where else is my hometown?"

He drank a cup of tea, sat in the tea room on the second floor and looked outside.

At this time, the originally majestic facial features softened.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the old man's forehead, thought for a while, and said, "I know some medical skills, do you want me to help?"

The old man didn't refuse, he just smiled casually and said, "Then I'll be the leader of Lao Xiaodao."

Qi Wuhuo got up and walked to the old man, said offended, and stretched out his hand to press the old man's forehead, but he only felt a scorching heat. For some reason, it gave him a sense of familiarity, but he had indeed surpassed it. As far as his medical skills can see, he raised his hand, and the old man just smiled and said:
"Thank you for the kindness of the Taoist leader, but this is probably something you can't solve."

"The catastrophe in Jinzhou seven or eight years ago, the land of the whole state was drought, the old man was relying on a few supernatural powers at that time."

"I just took two loads of water and went there to sprinkle a few rains. This is what happened at that time..."

The old man raised his hand and touched his forehead, coughed a few times, and laughed at himself:

"Otherwise, there's no need to resign to my child so early."

"rain?"

Qi Wuhuo was startled suddenly.

Thinking of the time when I was young, when I gave pancakes to a younger child, he was surrounded by people, robbed him of food, was beaten up, and lay dying on the ground waiting to die. It was the rain that woke him up from a coma After coming over, he barely survived, but the old man only looked at the front, smiled and said: "Yes, Yu."

"The rain falls from the clouds and flows into the rivers, lakes and seas, and then the sun and the moon rise and turn into clouds and return to the sky."

"Such a cycle goes back and forth, isn't it just like a cultivator's breathing and breathing, and the qi travels through hundreds of channels?"

Qi Wuhuo was thoughtful, and said to himself: "The sun is like nature, the moon is like life, and the clouds and waters are like Qi veins, and they will go back and forth without stopping."

"Is that so..."

If he understands.

But the old man never heard the young man's whisper clearly, and never thought that his sigh would make the young Taoist understand something.

He just leaned out, looked at Yunqi, smiled and said:

"The first rain and snow every year will lower the evil pressure and slowly dissipate the dryness accumulated in the year. This is the meaning of [renewal with all things]. When there is rain and snow in winter, the disease will disappear. ;When the next spring begins, the crops and trees are thriving, and people also like the snow and clear rain, so I like this rain every year..."

The young Taoist finished his tea.

The old man was still looking at the scenery.

The two never passed their names, and they just drank a cup of tea, watched a scene, and listened to the wind singing among the world of mortals.

Enter here as you like, and leave as you like.

If so.

When Qi Wuhuo left, he saw a chess game on the old man's table, which is now a very well-known wonderful game.

During the decades of Huang Liang's dream, someone has unraveled it.

The young Taoist raised his hand and picked up a chess piece, placed it on the broken place, then left, walking down step by step.

It was because the greetings from the hawkers on both sides were too warm, and the freshly baked buns were so tempting. The young Taoist passed by the stall, but he still pursed his lips, retreated step by step, and bought himself another steaming bun. Meat buns, I was satisfied now, and walked back while eating.

It was only after I bought this sweet-scented osmanthus cake that I realized that even with the [Light Appearance Method], it is impossible to send this sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the stars. When I was thinking about it, the mirror suddenly changed again. Huo was stunned, used a trick to cover his eyes, raised his hand to take out the mirror, and looked curiously.

But I saw countless streamers on the mirror gathered and turned into a word——

【Disaster】!
Qi Wuhuo was stunned: "Difficult? What does this mean?"

First say [yes], and then say [difficult]?
[Good] [Difficult].

so difficult?

The young Taoist understood the meaning of the girl's transmission of the message. Did he try so hard to transmit the message because the spell was too difficult?

This seems to have exceeded his expectations. Since he was young, he has witnessed many evils in people's hearts, and he has always restrained his emotions. Laugh out loud.

The young Taoist bit the bun, thought about it, and then wrote it down.

"My cultivation has made a breakthrough."

"When I go back, I may be able to use [Circular Light Appearance Method] normally this time."

"I'll teach you, it's not difficult."

(End of this chapter)