Maybe he would just smash it down from a furnace in Xuandu Palace of Thirty-Six Heavenly Purple Mansion.

Dare you scold my master?

What a death!

At that time, I can only go back to my hometown honestly.

Find that guy for shelter and hide there, and Xuandu won't be able to kill him.

Unless two people get into a real fight and risk their lives.

"Then what am I running out of?"

"Then I didn't run out in vain!"

So Mr. Gray Yi wished he could dig a hole and bury himself immediately, and he could not wait to look up to the sky and scream.

Damn it, why should I realize this!!!

Damn it, why!!!

So he thought for a long time, threw himself into the wine vat, and drank until he was full.

He released his clones and continuously exerted the magical power of sealing cognition on his own soul.

Until your soul forgets this matter.

It is thought to be [to avoid disaster].

……………………

Qi Wuhuo returned to the Lianyang Temple. When he returned, the little Taoist priest Mingxin was chasing a chicken. However, the little Taoist priest was young and his legs were not long enough, but the three-yellow chicken was extremely sharp.

The little Taoist priest shouted not to run, not to run, and followed behind with a big broom in his hand, but he still couldn't catch it.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin stood there with his hand on the broom, breathing heavily and raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat flowing down his chin.

He gritted his teeth, but his strength was already weak: "Don't run, don't run!"

"return!"

"return!!!"

The little Taoist priest finally mustered up his courage, raised the broom high, and then dropped it heavily toward the front. The wings of the three-yellow chicken flapped a few times, and it actually flew up. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the little Taoist priest, it flew three feet.

rice, and then fluttered towards the outside, with a look of disdain and elegance that made a little Taoist gnash his teeth.

But the old Taoist priest was still stroking his beard behind and watching the joke.

The little Taoist priest turned around and said, "Master, you are still smiling!"

"Okay, okay, don't laugh, don't laugh."

"Then what do you want from Master?"

Just when Mingxin watched the three-yellow chicken about to fly away, a stream of water suddenly turned into a rope and pulled the three-yellow chicken. The water mist was quite beautiful in the sun, so the three-yellow chicken had to converge its wings and fall.

After landing, the little Taoist opened his arms and ran over. With a little jump, he hugged the three yellow chickens in his arms. The chicken was still struggling, but the little Taoist refused to let go and was very happy.

The water mist dissipated like a dreamy bubble, and then I saw the young Taoist coming back from outside carrying the sword box on his back.

The little Taoist priest greeted me happily.

"Uncle Qi!"

"What's this?!"

"It's so awesome. What kind of trick is it?!"

The young Taoist laughed and said, "It's not worth mentioning."

After cultivating the innate Qi, the Yuan Qi is no better than the human body's vitality and can leave the body. So the Yuan Shen draws the Yuan Qi and uses the method to gather water vapor, which is transformed into the previous method. The young Taoist sweeps his sleeves and robes, and the water vapor gathers.

He fell into the river on one side again, causing ripples and no smoke, and he himself had entered the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist Mingxin only felt happy and walked forward with the three yellow chickens in his arms.

However, the old Taoist's expression had changed. He first thought that he had made a mistake and stood up subconsciously. Then after checking several times, he finally looked at the young Taoist in front of him in disbelief, took a slight breath, and asked tentatively:

"Fellow Taoist, have you achieved a breakthrough?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

The old Taoist sighed: "You Taoist, are you sixteen years old this year?"

The young Taoist replied: "In a few days, after the Chinese New Year, I will be sixteen years old."

"Sixteen years old..."

The old Taoist murmured for a long time and sighed with emotion: "What a talent!"

"Good understanding!"

"Even if you started practicing Taoism at the age of six, it should not have been ten years since you entered Taoism, right?"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and replied, "Well, less than ten years."

"Less than ten years, less than ten years."

The old Taoist held the Taoist scripture in his hand, shook his head and sighed for a long time. He really didn't know what to say, and said: "In ten years, I can walk on the path of all three talents, and step by step, I can reach the innate Qi.

To be called [Taoist Priest], not just a Taoist priest, alas, is really to be feared by the younger generation, and the younger generations will be feared."

Then he watched his disciple walking around happily holding the three yellow chickens.

The Taoist scripture in the old Taoist's hand patted the little Taoist's head lightly and said: "Look at your uncle, you are already eleven years old, not to mention that you are born with a powerful body and can go out and open a Taoist temple by yourself.

At such a level, even the three talents have not been cultivated, look at you, look at your Uncle Qi!"

The little Taoist priest covered his head, but when he let go, the three yellow chicken wings flew away and ran away again.

Mingxin glanced at the three yellow chickens who ran away aggrievedly, and replied: "Master, are you innately talented at Uncle Qi's grade?"

The old Taoist priest was suddenly blocked.

The little Taoist asked: "If you can't do it, why must I do it?"

The old Taoist priest didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he brought up the Taoist scriptures and pretended to hit me, saying: "You can really talk about a calf's nose."

"Are your buttocks itchy again?"

The young Taoist priest Mingxin was shocked and turned pale. He covered his forehead with one hand and trotted quickly. The old Taoist still had his childlike innocence and played with him. While playing, the old man turned back and smiled at the young Taoist: "I have cultivated the innate energy.

, Any Dharma lineage is a big matter, Taoist friend, would you like to write a letter to the teacher to talk about this matter?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "No need."

Carrying the sword case on his back, he pushed open the main hall of the Taoist temple.

It is also the only place that can be considered atmospheric in the entire Lianyang Temple. When I saw the statue of Sanqing, I thought for a while and took three incense sticks from the side of the table. It was just a slight shock, and the vitality quickly flowed around. It was already lit, and the three talents were in full realm.

, when casting spells, it is necessary to cooperate with the magic altar, magic spells, and hand seals. Now, with the circulation of Yuan Qi, many methods can be used without these procedures.

Taoist temples all worship Sanqing.

It's just that some take Yuanshi as the center.

Some regard the ether as the main god in the middle.

At Lian Yang Temple, the Lord worships the Supreme Being.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest has also succeeded. He holds the little Taoist priest in one arm and holds the three-yellow chicken in one hand. The little Taoist priest Mingxin has a few chicken feathers in his hair and curiously said: "It's not morning and night, Uncle Qi."

How do you offer incense to the Three Pure Heavens?" The old Taoist thought for a while and praised: "But it is free and easy. All Taoist cultivators in the world are disciples of Taoist ancestors."

"So after he broke through, he stopped sending messages to his teacher."

"Only add incense to Sanqing."

"I see. Can the Great Heavenly Lord Sanqing know?"

The old Taoist paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you are sincere, you will be wise."

The young Taoist bowed slightly, then put three pillars of fragrance into the incense burner and said softly in his heart:

"teacher."

"The disciple has made a breakthrough."

"Besides, the disciple knows what to do."

The fragrance curled up from the three pillars, and Qi Wuhuo turned around and walked away. The old Taoist over there greeted him and said with a smile that it was a Taoist friend who made a breakthrough today, so it was time for a little celebration. The little Taoist added: "It means you can eat delicious food."

"Then the old Taoist priest gently patted his forehead again. The old Taoist shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "It's just greedy."

Behind the back, three pillars of fragrance curled up.

There seems to be a mystery, and there is a faint trend that goes straight to the sky and the thirty-sixth heaven.

But at this moment——

Heaven, Zifu, Xuandu Palace.
Chapter completed!