Apprentice of the Heavens

Chapter 137
Tianshifu

The festive red lanterns were hung high, and the brightly lit Tianshi Mansion was particularly eye-catching on the dark Xuanwu Mountain, and the people in the hall began to disperse one after another.

Some hurried down the mountain, some stayed on the mountain to breed mosquitoes, and some had already fallen asleep in the guest room, such as Luoli and Chi Meng who lived on the soft bed next to Li Ming.

Hearing the sleepy sound from next door, Li Ming slightly shook his head and walked out of the room. At this time, the moon was high in the sky, and the undulating crowing of frogs sounded around him, as if they were singing beautiful music in chorus.

The treetops bent accordingly, and there was a rustling sound from the leaves, and Li Ming was nowhere to be seen.

A ghostly figure began to shuttle through the Tianshi mansion, but the disciples patrolling back and forth flickeringly did not notice any movement.

But after a while, the figure came to a pavilion. Li Ming looked at the library in front of him and stopped, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the gate of the pavilion opened.

The Taoist priest guarding the door just rolled his eyes and stopped paying attention. He continued to guard the Library Pavilion diligently, as if he had received the notice long ago.

Stepping into the gate, the Library Pavilion was brightly lit, and a figure of immortality on the futon was meditating with eyes closed. As Li Ming entered, Huoyun Daoist also suddenly opened his eyes, and the fire in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"The layman is here? Sit down."

Li Ming nodded unceremoniously and then sat down on the futon next to the old Taoist.Looking at Li Ming's too young face, Master Huoyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

A hundred years of cultivation was surpassed by a junior under twenty, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. If he hadn't had a firm heart, he might have begun to doubt life.

Master Huoyun was often called a genius by his elders when he was young, otherwise it would be impossible to practice Lihuo Qianyuan Kungfu to the perfect level, but Master Huoyun has the qualifications to be proud, but it is a pity that he met Li Ming not long after leaving the customs This pervert.

Although it was quite a blow, the real Huoyun was also a master of Taoism after all, but he quickly calmed down his Taoist heart. He reached out to touch the tea set, and a flame ignited from his palm.

But for a moment, the rich tea fragrance permeated the Zangshu Pavilion. Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Master Huoyun removed the flame in his palm, and stretched out his hand to guide the tea in the teapot into two streams of water and poured it into the cup. After one process, it was extremely pleasing to the eye and the eye. Every move seems to contain profound truth.

"Please!"

"Please!"

After Li Ming took the teacup and responded, he took a sip, and the tea suddenly seemed to turn into a ball of flames and poured down his throat into his stomach, where it slowly dispersed into his limbs and bones. Li Ming felt his whole body heat up. Afterwards, I was extremely comfortable all over, and I couldn't help but praise
"Good tea! Senior's technique of "leaving the fire into the tea" is absolutely exquisite."

"It's just a small skill, but it's not as advanced as a layman's cultivation. The name of the predecessor is worthy of shame. The poor Daoist Huoyun, the layman directly calls the old Daoist Huoyun."

Daoist Huoyun stroked his beard and smiled, then said modestly.

The impression of Li Ming in my heart is a little more favorable. Although this son has a superb cultivation base, he is still so polite. Judging from his behavior, he is not a treacherous person.

"A real person's cultivation is not bad. I'm afraid there are not many people in this world who can surpass a real person."

Well, the only ones who could be killed were himself and Yuan Tiangang, and they could be regarded as advanced. Li Ming secretly compared them in his heart, but he affirmed the strength of the old man.

Master Huoyun didn't want to admit it when he heard the words, but he also benefited from it in his heart. His depressed mood was relieved a lot, so he opened his mouth to invite:

"Before, the layman came to the Tianshi Mansion to retreat in the poor way, but he couldn't meet him. I heard that the layman has a lot of research on Taoism. How about you and I discuss the Tao?"

"I want to do what I want, but I dare not ask you."

Li Ming nodded slightly when he heard the words. A Taoist who has been a Taoist priest for a hundred years thinks he has a different understanding of the Tao. As the saying goes, there must be my teacher when three people walk together, but the discussion on the Tao is just what he wants.

"Li is fire, the fire is bright on the outside and dark on the inside, the two yangs from the fire are combined into one yin at the periphery, the yang is light, and the yin is darkness..."

As Master Huoyun opened his mouth, it was his understanding of the way to leave the fire. A flame ignited in his hand. It was obviously a flame but it seemed a little soft, but the flame in its center was extremely hot, which seemed a bit contradictory.

Li Ming did not despise him because his cultivation level was not as good as his own, but he listened carefully to Huoyun's narration.

Should I say it or not, this Huoyun old Taoist is not ashamed to practice for a hundred years and indeed he has some skills. Li Ming has learned a bit from listening to it. However, he found that the way of Lihuo described by the old Taoist Huoyun was too soft for Dinghuo, but less violent than Binghuo.

"The essence of fire and yang, Binghuo burns the sun to the extreme, so it is fierce, not afraid of autumn and bullying frost, not afraid of winter but insulting snow..."

As he spoke, a flame of pure yang appeared in his hand, violent and violent, as if it could melt gold and wrought iron, and the temperature in the library instantly became hot.

The old Taoist Huoyun couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the fire of pure yang in Li Ming's hands. He became even more intoxicated listening to Li Ming's narration, and stopped stroking his beard until Li Ming finished speaking. The old Taoist still hasn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he opened his mouth in frustration after a long time
"The layman's Taoism is profound, and the old Taoist is willing to bow down."

Some discussions on Dao made the old Taoist Huoyun suffer another blow. I thought that Li Ming's cultivation was advanced, but I didn't expect that his comprehension of Dao would be so unpredictable. Some are autistic.

Seeing this, Li Ming didn't bother the old Taoist anymore. After saying goodbye, his figure disappeared in the Library Pavilion in a flash, leaving only the somewhat lost Huoyun old Taoist, but the old Taoist was a person with a firm heart after all, and soon recovered. Looking at the empty Zangshu Pavilion, he sighed and closed his eyes.

Li Ming looked back at the already dark Zangshu Pavilion, walked towards the guest room in a few steps, and shuttled through the Tianshi mansion as if shrinking the ground into an inch.

Approaching the foot of the guest room, he couldn't help but pause, looking at the room where there was still a burst of murmurs after so long.

"Well, the savvy is good, and children can be taught."

After slightly nodding his head and sighing, Li Ming moved his feet and didn't listen any more.

There are many guest rooms in Tianshi Mansion, and I don't know if they are reserved for pilgrims to stay overnight. Li Ming took a few steps to the front of the room, glanced at the door next door and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Is this the door for me?"

Li Ming muttered with a corner of his mouth, turned and pushed open the half-hidden door next door.

(End of this chapter)