Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 511 Drinking Water Practice
Li Xiuyuan fished a red dragon between the clouds with a piece of emperor liquid.

Of course, he can be sure that this red dragon is definitely not something in the mountains, and he doesn't know where it was fished from.

However, he was slightly startled when he heard the old fisherman say that the red dragon should not be sleepy for a long time, whether it will fall after exhaustion of strength, and he did not expect this dragon to be so particular.

Immediately, with a strong arm, he held the fishing rod and pulled the golden thread back.

The red dragon uttered a dragon chant, shuttled through the sky, and its huge body was actually being led away by a thin golden thread, as if no amount of strength could be used. I don't know what kind of fairy treasure this fishing rod is. , It's unbelievable that he can actually catch a dragon, but the red dragon struggled for a while

After that, at last the dragon's head sank, and a golden thread spit out from its mouth, freeing itself from the bondage.

Without the shackles of the golden thread, the red dragon became a little unscrupulous, and began to roll and roar on the top of the mountain, among the clouds and mist.

Bursts of dragon chant resounded continuously.

The sky also instantly became dark, and in an instant, it was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

This is the Chilong displaying its own abilities, spreading clouds and rain, and manipulating the weather.

"It doesn't seem to be in a good mood, so it won't cause trouble." Li Xiuyuan frowned and became a little wary.

Whether it is Shenlong or Jiaolong, as long as they don't do evil, everything is fine.

If he caught an evil dragon because of his fishing, he would like to try his newly learned spell, dragon slaying.

A spell learned specifically for slaying evil dragons.

The old fisherman said with a smile: "No, on the contrary, this red dragon is in a very happy mood. Flying clouds and rain is not its original intention. If this red dragon got angry, it would have fought with you a long time ago. How could it keep flying so fast? stop."

"That's true."

Li Xiuyuan said: "After I catch it, I should send it back. Is it possible to let it toss around like this?"

The old fisherman said: "Why do you put it back? This is what you caught. You can release it or not. It voluntarily ate your bait. Did you catch a fat fish by the river?" If you don’t take it back to cook and sell it, will you put it in the river again?”

"Although I have already caught a red dragon with a piece of imperial slurry, I don't just want to get something, but just want to experience the fun of fishing." Li Xiuyuan shook his head.

"That's right, you don't have greed in your heart, that's why you can catch the dragon, but if you want to release it, it depends on whether the red dragon is willing to leave." The old fisherman said with a smile.

Li Xiuyuan looked up at the red dragon.

Although it was not bound by the golden thread, the red dragon had no intention of flying away, and kept shuttling among the clouds.

"Look, it doesn't want to leave. It seems that it likes your emperor and is reluctant to leave." Said the old fisherman.

A emperor ooze represents 100 years of Taoism.

Chilong has gained 100 years of Taoism, the benefits of which can be appreciated naturally, and of course it is inevitable to leave.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Could it be that I still have to keep it?"

"Hehe, this is what you are fishing for, so I can't control it anymore."

The old fisherman stroked his beard and smiled and said, "It is worthwhile for this old man to be able to fish with a sage in the world today. It is time to leave. This old man has to prepare for a trip to Tianmu Mountain. I don't know when the time will come." Will the sage in the world come? It would be the best if he could come, so that
The gods of the world meet you, the extraordinary saint on earth. "

"Tianmu Mountain? Where is that?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

He had heard this old fisherman talk about it before, but for some reason, he had a familiar feeling when he heard the name.

Well, it should be said that it is very familiar.

But for a while, I couldn't remember it.

"A place of immortals, there are many funs. Immortals are gathered here, and it is very lively. If there is a destiny, let's meet again in Tianmu Mountain." The old fisherman smiled, obviously looking forward to the arrival of that day.

"Gathering of gods? Is it similar to a fair in the mortal world?" Li Xiuyuan understood in his heart.

The old fisherman didn't say much anymore, but saw that his figure began to gradually fade away, as if he was going to disappear with the wind.

"The old god is leaving, but I still don't know the old god's name, where is his Taoist name?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

The old fisherman smiled, his figure had been blown by the wind and turned into a few wisps of mist, and a voice remained behind: "I originally lived in the mountains, and I traveled between the white clouds. Swimming along with it, Piao Piao came here because of it. Don’t ask my name, I’ve forgotten it for a long time.”

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Li Xiuyuan looked at the empty stone platform: "Do people who have become immortals like to play chic? Come without a shadow, go without a trace, and don't leave your name."

It is difficult to understand the evil taste of these immortals.

Suddenly, he thought of something, looked at the dark green fishing rod in his hand, and couldn't help but change his expression.

"Oops, I haven't returned the fishing rod to the old fairy yet."

This fishing rod is a treasure. It can catch kun fish and red dragon, and it has not been broken. How can it be mortal?
Could it be that the old god gave it to him?
Li Xiuyuan thought about it for a while, and decided to put it away first. After all, he didn't say give it away, which means that the fishing rod does not belong to him. He has to return it when he sees it again.

But that's not what's bothering him.

What gave him a headache was a red dragon in the sky.

He was still chant, circling and dancing, but he refused to leave, as if he was full of curiosity and fascination with this world, and he was unwilling to follow the original path back to where he should be.

But at this time, with the departure of the old fairy, the thick fog covering the top of the mountain has begun to disperse.

Without the cover of the dense fog, Li Xiuyuan saw the cliff where he was fishing just now. If he fished again at this moment, he would definitely not be able to catch anything. The red dragon was only able to be caught just now because the old god cast a spell .

As for the immortal method, he didn't know either.

Although I have been studying the law for many days, not all magicians have it.

"Since you don't want to go back, then stay in the mountains, and even if you want to go back now, I don't know how to let you go back, but you have to hide your body in the mountains and can't be seen by ordinary people. I started fishing, but I didn't cast any spells, what kind of force
Hard means keep you, so you are free. "

Li Xiuyuan looked at the red dragon, and then said, regardless of whether it understands or not.

After the red dragon heard the words, he responded with a dragon chant, and then his huge body began to shrink rapidly, shrinking, and finally turned into a small snake flying in the sky, even the dragon's horns and claws were hidden.

It is rumored that the dragon can be big or small, ascend or hide.

Now it seems that it is really not added.

A red dragon that was more than ten feet long turned into a red snake. If it wasn't for a practitioner looking at it with the eyes of the Dharma, they would not be able to recognize it as a red dragon at all.

"It seems that you can understand what I said." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself, and then said, "Staying in the mountains like this is no problem at all."

"But I can't stay here forever. I have to leave here and go back to practice in the mountains. See you next time if I have a chance."

Glancing at the red snake, there is no need to worry about the safety of the dragon.

It will be safe and at home in this mountain.

Immediately, auspicious clouds rose from Li Xiuyuan's feet and floated down the mountain.

This is the benefit of practicing spells.

The world is free to go.

It is not that there is nothing to gain from practicing magic in the mountains this time.

After going down the mountain, it was almost late when I saw the sky, so I prepared to go back to rest.

When passing by a Taoist temple, he saw Cheng Le wearing a Taoist robe, sitting on a rock, drinking water, and acting strangely, making clucking sounds from time to time.

"Brother Cheng, what are you doing? Why is drinking water so strange?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"It's Brother Li. I'm practicing. This is the method of drinking water that my master taught me. It's used to get rid of the dirty air in the body and starve to death without insects in the body." Cheng Le said.

Li Xiuyuan asked: "Drinking water can also cultivate? What kind of method is this, do you mind talking about it?"

He wasn't inquiring about other people's practice methods, but was curious about such a strange practice method.

"Of course, this method is very simple. It is to hold a sip of clear spring in your mouth, do not swallow it directly, and then meditate and breathe, the saliva will grow by itself, and slowly swallow a small sip every half an hour. Cultivation is considered a small achievement." Cheng Le said.

"One sip of water for a day? Isn't this person going to starve to death?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Cheng Le said with a smile: "The master said that before a person starves to death, the turbid qi in the abdomen, the internal organs and five insects have already died. , this method is difficult to get started, but if you learn it, you can quickly practice Taoism and spells

, which is what I asked for. "

Li Xiuyuan nodded: "This is the method that ascetic monks are willing to choose."

How much perseverance does it take to drink only one sip of mountain spring and hold it for a day?It's not sleeping, the saliva can spend a night in the mouth.

Cheng Le chose such a practice method, and he had to suffer a lot.

But to be a god, one must experience unimaginable hardships in practice, which is the same for any practitioner.

Although everyone's path of cultivation is different, the hardships are the same.

"Brother Cheng, you can practice hard, and I won't disturb you." Li Xiuyuan said.

Cheng Le nodded, then took another sip of clear spring with firm eyes, sat cross-legged, and continued to practice.

He has failed more than once. I remember that the first time he only persisted for a moment before swallowing the spring water, the second time he could persist for less than half an hour, the third time, and the fourth time. The long time of practice shows that his progress is obvious.

But there is still a long way to go if we want to stick to it for a day and achieve small results.

(End of this chapter)