"Not passed!"

Yun Qin nodded confusedly.

Then when he saw this uncle, he said lazily: "The so-called magical powers are just [predecessors' methods]."

"I won't teach you such low-level things as magical powers."

Yunqin tilted his head: magical power...

Not popular?

Daojun was very happy to express his inner frustration and enjoy the pleasure of teaching without having to bear the responsibility of a teacher.

Sitting cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, supporting his chin with one hand, he said lazily:

"I only took the simplest [cutting] as an example to answer his own confusion. How much he can understand it is his own business."

"It's just a chop, just swing it sideways."

"You can do it with a branch in your hand. There is no key. How can it be regarded as a supernatural power?"

"Besides, isn't it true that magical powers are something everyone can admire? Why is there any need to teach them?"

Lord Shangqing Daodao rarely encounters an opportunity to fight with others, especially when he and Yuqing were discussing Taoism just now. They were not yet satisfied. So he just breathed out, and when his temper was satisfied, he became unattached to everything and said casually: "

Now that I’ve written it, there’s no point in leaving it here. Let’s take it to the little Taoist priest and see if he can understand it this time.”

But I caught a glimpse of that line - "Wuhuo Daojun would like to reply to Daojun's book"

A finger moves.

So there was another line of text above.

"The Lord of the Great Dao answers again without any confusion, the Book of the Lord of the Dao"

Think about it.

Wuhuo Daojun has become Wuhuo Xiaodaojun Shu.

The lazy Taoist didn't care about this. He rarely encountered anything interesting, so he put Yuqing's bet behind him. He just rested his chin on his palm and said with satisfaction: "This is right."

"The floating life is long and the years are boring."

"Occasionally, you still encounter some interesting things."

……………………

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, please take me away!"

"Take me away!"

"I don't want to do morning lessons. I'm going to help. You can't carry so many herbs alone."

"Woooooooo..."

Early in the morning, Qi Wuhuo said he was going to treat the people in the medical shed and continue to eradicate the disease. The young Taoist made a noise and wanted to go with him, but this time the old Taoist did not allow him to go, and just asked the young Taoist to go.

The Taoist priest pulled him back, but the little Taoist priest refused to give up and wanted to slip out, saying: "Master, Uncle Qi can't carry so many herbs and such a strong medicine stove on his back."

The old Taoist laughed, gently tapped the Taoist scripture on the young Taoist's head, and said, "I can't carry it anymore."

"Move the vitality in your eyes, let's take a look again!"

If you feel doubtful, try to focus your energy on your eyes.

When I looked again, I saw the young Taoist carrying a bamboo basket for medicine, but there was a stream of wind circling around, lifting something that ordinary people would consider heavy. His steps were easy and there was no slightest stress. The little Taoist

Ming Xin was stunned and said: "This, this is..."

The old man sighed and said: "The innate energy is one, and the reverse of three returns to two."

"It's not as simple as a simple accumulation of vitality."

"Whenever he thinks, all three living things will be captured by him."

"I can't carry it yet."

"Now even if you throw all our Taoist temples on your Uncle Qi's back, and the Yuan Shen activates Yuan Qi, he can directly carry them up and walk as fast as flying. You still can't catch up with him."

The young Taoist priest looked at the small slope where his Yang Yang Temple was located. Although the Yang Yang Temple was no longer in use, it was still a Sanqing Temple, with guest rooms and a place for practice. There was also a three-story Lu Zu Tower.

After thinking about it, such a heavy thing was pressing on the shoulders of the young Taoist, but it could not stop him. For a moment, I had a dream-like feeling, and then I realized why the innate Qi was a Taoist priest who could open a Taoist temple.

The old Taoist touched his head and said, "You have bones and wisdom."

"But you also have to know how to keep your heart in mind."

"Do you understand why some people would rather not extend their lifespan and only live a hundred and twenty years, but also resort to external forces to break into the innate energy? It is because of this method, in fact, it is said to be breaking through.

, that’s just an external name. In fact, it’s just using external forces to drive various forces like Yuan Qi, but its own life realm has not broken through, and it has not been divided into two.”

"Only strength, but no law."

"It's not an innate energy, it's just a [shape resemblance]."

The little Taoist priest was confused, and then asked: "What about Uncle Qi?"

The old Taoist sighed: "His path is the hardest and highest."

"I'm not as good as that."

Originally, there was nothing wrong with letting the little Taoist priest follow me.

But Qi Wuhuo has made up his mind today. In addition to removing the remaining disease from the sick patients, he also has to go to the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance. There are many things to do. First, with the help of the Taoist Alliance,

Find out what the current situation in Jinzhou looks like, and then understand what [Humanity Luck] actually represents and how this power operates.

It has been several days since he broke through.

Over the past few days, I have finally come to understand the state of my innate energy.

Although [Qi Refining] has not started yet, the innate Qi is not yet pure enough.

But it seems that because of his strong foundation at the level of [Three Talents], his innate energy can be used in a very wide range. It must be thanks to Huang Liang Yimeng, the young Taoist ate one at the stall

The meat-stuffed pancakes just came out of the oven, and they felt juicy. Suddenly, a voice came from behind:

"It's Fellow Daoist Qi, huh?"

"Is this...fellow Taoist's breakthrough?"

The young Taoist turned around and saw that the monk in gray was also there. The latter seemed quite surprised to see Qi Wuhuo. He looked up and down, and a smile appeared on his face that seemed to be thin recently, and then raised his hands

Putting hands together:

"Congratulations."

"Taking the path of all three talents to the innate Qi."

"When we meet in the future, we really have to call him 'Taoist Master'."

The young Taoist thanked him, and then he walked towards the medicine shed with the monk, chatting along the way. When asked what he was doing, the monk pointed to the medicine basket he was carrying on his back and said: "I am a poor monk today.

I was originally helping with diagnosis and treatment at the medicine shed, but today a patient came."

"It's quite tricky."

"Most of the people in the medicine shed are suffering from diseases and evil spirits that have entered their bodies. They just need to get rid of the evil spirits."

"That patient was a man-made disaster."

"Man-made?"

Qi Wuhuo and the monk came to the medicine shed together, but found that the special patient was an acquaintance.

It was the old village chief whom I met some time ago.

When we met before, although the old village chief was not young, he was still able to walk quickly in the village with a cane. He spoke eloquently and had clear thoughts when talking about the affairs of each household. But now the old village chief is

The atmosphere is decaying. Lying on a stretcher made of bamboo and covered with a quilt, it exudes the aura of decay.

The monk said: "When you are old, your body bones are fragile and cannot withstand falls."

"The old gentleman was 'pushed down' and fell hard, breaking several bones."

"I have a heart attack caused by anger again. The poor monk has gone back to get medicine. The Taoist priest is here today and he is feeling better."

"After all, Taoist Yuan Qi is better at healing than I am, a Buddhist."

The young Taoist bent down and looked at Lao Li Chang, but saw no movement. As soon as his soul moved, Yuan Qi landed on all the key acupuncture points around the old man's body at the same time, stimulating his vitality. He slowly woke up from his drowsiness. Lao Li Chang raised his head,

In a daze, he saw Qi Wuhuo, who seemed to be stunned, and then became extremely excited. He stretched out his hand and took the young Taoist's hand, his body trembling due to the intense emotion.

It's guilt, sadness, and apology.

The first thing the old man said in the end was: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The old man wanted to stand up but could no longer stand up. There was a mixture of sadness and discomfort on his face that was once weathered and full of wrinkles:

"The old man's grave was dug up..."

"I couldn't stop them."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes.
Chapter completed!