Longevity begins with a negative heart

Shuhua walked into the gate and saw nothing but ruins, dead vines and weeds.

Suddenly, the broken souls flying around her stopped.

They reluctantly touched her gently for a moment, then scattered and disappeared into the mountains.

A wooden pavilion suddenly appeared in front, with a broken lamp in the middle of the stone table, and a fat old man with gray beard sitting there, drinking a plate of crispy beans.

Shu Hua observed carefully and confirmed that it was just a divine soul, but its breath was gentle and clean, without any evil or demonic aura, and its cultivation level was not high, only Nascent Soul.

Overall, it's relatively safe.

The fat old man waved to her with a smile: "Little Taoist friend, it is fate that we meet each other. Come and have a drink."

Shuhua walked over and saluted politely and said hello: "I'm here to look for someone. I wonder if you have seen any strange people or things recently?"

The fat old man poured wine for her, with a look of shame on his face: "I'm so sorry, my family is in ruins, we don't have any good food or drinks, and we don't even have a pair of chopsticks. I feel sorry for you, just eat with your hands."

Shuhua didn't dare to drink or eat: "You're welcome, I'm not hungry."

The fat old man took a sip of wine and ate a crispy bean. He squinted his eyes and said with satisfaction: "Don't feel bad. When you reach my age, you will know that you can drink a pot of wine and eat a plate of beans safely. What a rare thing.”

Of course Shuhua knew that it was a very happy thing to be able to eat and drink without any distractions, but she really couldn't care about it at the moment: "Have you seen any strange people or things recently, fellow Taoist?"

The fat old man looked at her with a smile: "Why are you so anxious, little friend? If you want to ask someone to do something, you have to make them happy first."

Shuhua was stunned.

A voice sounded in her head.

"Why is this kid so anxious? If you want to ask someone to do something, you have to make them happy first."

The voice was so familiar and kind that it made her inexplicably sad and wanted to cry.

Is this a monster that is good at disguise and bewitching?

Why did it give her this illusion?

Shuhua watched the fat old man warily, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that he was unfathomable.

Maybe her Nascent Soul stage cultivation could also suppress the deceiver, after all, she often did similar things.

The fat old man didn't notice her defensiveness at all, and continued: "For example, right now, if I want to find someone to chat, you should chat with me first, and then ask me questions."

Let’s talk first then.Shuhua asked: "I wonder what you want to talk about?"

The fat old man sat upright and looked at her eagerly: "I have been here alone for many years. I hardly speak, and I don't know what to talk about."

In this case, Shuhua followed his own wishes: "So, are you from the Taoist Master's Mansion in Nanshan?"

"Of course! I was born, grew up, married, and gave birth to a daughter here... Even though this place is so dilapidated, it was very lively in the early years. People came and went, flowers bloomed, and fire cooked oil."

The fat old man sighed: "It's a pity that since the death of the master, the entire mansion has fallen and scattered. Everyone who should leave has left, and I am the only one left."

When Shuhua heard the phrase "the master has fallen", he guessed that he was a subordinate or servant of Nanshan Taoist Master, so he praised Nanshan Taoist Master a few times.

"I heard that this Taoist Master has a gentle and charitable temperament and cares for his people very much. I just came in, and many broken souls escorted me here. If it weren't for the good deeds in the house, they would not do this."

When she said this, she was not speaking out of conscience.

First of all, Nanshan Dao Zun does not have a bad reputation.

Secondly, broken souls are the weakest, and in order to protect themselves, they will seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

The fat old man laughed from the bottom of his heart and felt a little embarrassed. "Tao Zun is indeed gentle and has no evil intentions. It's a pity that he is not very capable and he harms others and himself."

When Shuhua heard that there was something going on, he quickly asked, "What do you mean?"

The fat old man buried his head and drank several glasses of wine before saying in a deep voice: "Let me tell you a story."

"There are five roads in the boundary between mountains and seas, Nanshan Road, Hokkaido, Zhongshan Road, Xisha Road, and Dongjing Road.

If you come from outside, you probably know that Nanshan Road is now the source of spiritual energy and the granary of fish and rice for the entire mountain and sea world.

But it was not like this in the early years. Nanshan revealed a great master who was very powerful. He cultivated to the gods at a young age.

Immortal Court sent someone to pick him up, but he refused to go. He said he wanted to be No. 1 in the Three Realms. He also said he would challenge the way of heaven and use his own body to take his place. "

The fat old man stopped and asked Shuhua with a smile: "Do you think he is arrogant?"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant!"

Shuhua nodded in agreement, and while he was immersed in what he was talking about, he quietly dug out his roots and moved forward slowly and cautiously in the ground to detect the scent of the tenth corpse.

The fat old man continued: "It was this kind of arrogance that brought unparalleled disaster to Nanshan Dao. Heaven sent down 360 purple-gold thunderstorms and chopped him into pieces.

He died a clean death, but Nanshan Road fell into drought from then on. There were two droughts in three years. The people were in dire straits, and everyone who could escape fled.The rest cannot escape.

That is to say, in this case, a person with poor cultivation and abilities became the Taoist Master of Nanshan because of his family inheritance.

After decades of being confused and struggling to hold on, I thought that would be it.But that year, he suddenly got lucky! "

The fat old man was quite funny. He stopped here and asked Shuhua: "Guess what kind of good luck he has?"

Shuhua immediately said: "He entered the secret realm and received the inheritance left by the ancient power!"

The fat old man laughed "haha": "Guess again, guess again."

Shu Hua guessed in turn: "That is, he got an extraordinary elixir, which can cut bones and cleanse marrow, and his cultivation level increased greatly! Or, he got the favor and support of a big shot! Or, he got a lot of wealth?"

"Girl, you are still young after all. There are many kinds of good luck in life, not just getting promoted, making money and learning skills."

"For example, you have made a rare confidant and friend; another example is that you meet a beloved person who you can trust for life and who is in love with you; another example is that you gave birth to a good child."

The fat old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Tao Zun Nanshan, gave birth to a precious daughter!"

He gestured with his fat hands, his eyes full of love and joy.

"This daughter has inherited all the strengths of her untalented parents. The bad thing is that she doesn't have any of them. She is tall and toned, good-looking and very smart. She is straightforward and honest. She is a rare cultivation genius."

He asked Shuhua again: "Little friend, as far as you know, how many years does it take for a mortal body to cultivate to a true immortal?"

Shuhua saw the earnestness and expectation in his eyes and asked tentatively: "600 years?"

Cultivation of immortality not only requires talent and hard work, but opportunity is also very important.

It is impossible for many monks to cultivate to become true immortals, and they stop at a certain stage very early.

She feels that 600 years is almost over, and she is already a genius.

"More than 400 years." The fat old man stretched out four short fat fingers and said to Yourong: "She cultivated to become a god at the age of one hundred, to transcend tribulation at the age of two hundred, and to become a true immortal at the age of more than 400."

"That's really nice."

Shuhua was already sure that this was the legendary lady in Lingze. She asked anxiously: "What next?"