call!

A strong wind blew by, and a Taoist priest dressed in white fell in front of the door of a hut in Zhongnan Mountain. In his hand, he was supporting an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard.

Kong Qing let go of his hand and carefully placed the old Taoist priest on the ground.

"Master Sun, you are so rude..."

"No problem!"

Contrary to him, the old Taoist priest opposite had a face full of interest.

"Did you just ride on the wind?"

"Well!"

Kong Qing quietly stuffed a bamboo dragonfly into the demon refining pot, nodded vaguely and said.

"That's right..."

"Very good!"

The old Taoist priest grabbed Kong Qing, touched his beard with his hand, and asked.

"The old Taoist wants to ask you something about Yu Feng..."

"Well!"

Kong Qing blinked, looking confused.

Are you so shameless to ask this question? Didn’t I already say that I am a latecomer?

Moreover, Pindao is really not familiar with the matter of Yufeng. If you want to talk about Yujian, Pindao can tell you one, two, three...

"As Liezi said, those who ride on the wind need to know what they think in their hearts and what they say in their mouths. They don't know my right and wrong, and they don't know the other's right and wrong. This is something that an experienced Taoist can already do."

The old Taoist priest touched his beard with his hand and asked sincerely.

"But the eyes at the back are like ears, the ears are like nose, and the nose is like mouth. How to solve this problem? And the heart is condensed and the body is released, and the bones and flesh are melted... Is it necessary to melt all the internal organs and the like? But that way

If so, wouldn’t the person die?”

Kong Qing blinked again, with a cute expression on his face.

The old Taoist priest opposite was still asking doubtfully.

"As for the last thing I don't know, my shape rests on my feet, my feet move with the wind, just like the dry shell of a wooden leaf. I don't know that the wind is riding on me. Am I riding on the wind? Does it mean that when I ride on the wind, I don't have any at first?

You can control the direction by yourself."

The corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched.

If this had happened in his previous life, he would have sprayed it back with his backhand.

Are you mentally retarded?

Liezi tells a fable and you believe it...

But in this world, Kong Qing really didn't dare to say whether Liezi's step of riding the wind was true or false.

"Master Sun, I'm sorry!"

Kong Qing showed his spirit as a craftsman and bowed to the old Taoist priest with a serious face.

"Pindao knows nothing about how Liezi controls the wind. Pindao's own method of controlling the wind is the art of 'controlling the invisible mass of the world', which is to control the surrounding wind with the power of spiritual thoughts and carry himself along."

As he spoke, Kong Qing waved his hand, and another strong wind surged from the ground.

"That's it!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't understand how Liezi controls the wind..."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and asked curiously.

"But what you said about using spiritual power to control the surrounding wind, I have also tried it before."

As he said that, the old Taoist priest also imitated Kong Qing's gesture and waved his hands, and a wisp of breeze gently blew over their cheeks.

"But the controllable wind has no way of moving the old man. I wonder how you can solve this problem?"

How to solve it?

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"This poor guy doesn't know."

Kong Qing started talking nonsense with his eyes closed.

"Maybe it's because of his talent. Pindao feels that he can control it easily..."

"oh!"

The old Taoist priest nodded, thoughtfully.

"It turns out that I am gifted. I thought I had some secrets. It seems that I have to wait until my strength is improved."

Having said this, the old Taoist priest sighed slightly.

"But I'm afraid the Earth Immortal Taoist won't be able to do it in this life, and I don't know if the Corpse Execution Immortal can ride the wind."

"Master Sun?"

Kong Qing looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him and asked curiously.

"How do you know that you can only become a corpse-disciplinarian?"

"Of course someone told me..."

The old Taoist priest still looked free and easy, as if what he was talking about was not his own business.

"Some time ago, a god came to see Lao Tao. He said that although Lao Tao's "Thousands of Gold Prescription" could save countless lives, because it used some living beings as medicine, it would also kill many lives, so he could only become a corpse-resolving immortal, not a

Soaring in the daytime..."

Kong Qing raised his eyebrows and threw an identification technique up. Then he reached out with his spiritual mind and started flipping up and down in the introduction of the old Taoist priest.

Opposite him, the old Taoist priest continued to explain.

"Huan Kai told Tao Zhenbai the same thing back then, and then Tao Zhenbai was dismembered. The old Taoist felt that he would be no exception."

"No!"

Kong Qing found the 'immortal' in the old Taoist priest's profile and took a look at it. After writing down all his appearance, he closed the old Taoist priest's profile again.

"It's just soaring in the daytime. Master Sun, you can definitely do it."

As he said that, Kong Qing smiled slightly at the old Taoist priest.

"Perhaps in a few years or more, the god will realize that he made a mistake in this matter!"

"Hahaha……"

The old Taoist priest laughed happily.

"It is said that Qingwei, with your clever calculations, is sure to hit the mark, so the old Taoist will accept your good advice."

With that said, the old Taoist priest turned around and opened the door of the hut.

"I'm a guest from afar, please come in!"

"please!"

Kong Qing followed the old Taoist priest into the hut, and saw that the furnishings inside were very simple, with piles of documents piled on the walls.

"I'm sorry, the humble house is in ruins and there is nothing to entertain you."

"No problem!"

Kong Qing reached out and took out a large bottle of Coke.

"Pindao brought his own. Would Master Sun want a drink?"

"good!"

The old Taoist priest agreed generously, then took out two bowls from the side and placed them on the tables. The two of them sat down opposite each other.

Tons tons tons...

Kong Qing unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, filled a large bowl for the old Taoist priest opposite, and then poured a bowl for himself.

"Come on, Master Sun, drink quickly, otherwise all the bubbles will disappear in a moment."

"bubble?"

The old Taoist priest picked up the big bowl and took a tentative sip, with a complicated look on his face.

"Something special..."

Then, as soon as the old Taoist priest raised his neck, he drank the entire bowl.

“But it tastes pretty good.”

"Then have another drink."

Kong Qing gave the old Taoist priest another drink, and then asked tentatively.
To be continued...