Taoist Mingxin, during these thirty-four years, has achieved great fame in the world.

It has long been proven that the realm of the real person and his methods are extremely high. Some people have said that his Taoism is actually enough to reach immortality through tribulations, but he just did not take the last few steps for some reasons. In fact, his own methods and magical powers have already reached the level of immortality.

It can no longer be covered by the realm of real people.

Over the years, three or five letters have been sent basically every year.

Qi Wuhuo unfolded the letter and read the letter from Master Mingxin. At the beginning, as always, he asked about the Taoist's physical condition, talked about the many insights he had gained along the way, and finally talked about how he met this disciple.

'In the original place of the Song Dynasty, the disciples walked into a mountain, so today the world is uncertain, and there are bandits in the mountains. A Zhuang was originally a resident of the village and town at the foot of the mountain, but was robbed and went up the mountain. The disciples went to find him, originally thinking that he would

Suffering, but never thought that he could make those bandits confused with just one word of mouth.

'This little guy said he wanted to teach bandits how to become knowledgeable bandits.'

'Say, thieves also have thieves' morals.'

‘It’s called [Thieves also have their ways].’

'Those thieves and thieves were originally just strong men who defeated the army and relied on their own strength to rob people and property. Not to mention the common people, even they themselves looked down on themselves to a certain extent. This little guy

The guy praised them so much and pointed out that some thieves are also good. These thieves all made him their confidant.'

'And I subconsciously followed the way of stealing the saint pointed out by this little guy.'

'By the time the disciples went to find him, this little guy had already become the second-in-command of the bandit.'

'It really made the disciples laugh and cry. Later, the disciples caught all these thieves down the mountain and sent them to the government to judge their crimes. However, for various reasons, this little guy was able to escape, live leisurely and casually, and have a certain magnanimity. He is my Taoist sect.

Talent.'

‘There is no one at home, but the disciple’s subtle tricks made him dumbfounded and envious’

'The disciple will bring him to you.'

‘I offer it with all my heart’

An idle young man?

Now the black-robed Taoist with gray hair on his temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes put down the letter, folded it in half on the table, and folded it into a flying bird. He opened his palms and let the bird fly away.

Get up and fly around the big tree outside the cave.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the world outside. The warm winter sun fell on his body, making him feel a little warm.

Emperor Wa and Emperor Xi were both there.

The old green cow was basking in the sun, and the Taoist monks were sweeping.

unconsciously.

Qi Wuhuo is already the oldest-looking person among the bookkeepers.

The dragon girl has gradually become familiar with her. She is sitting on the raised eaves of the collection room. She holds her chin in one hand and looks at the gray-haired old man below. She can't help but sigh and say: "Taoist, Taoist, what are you doing?"

Are you already like this?"

"Taoist priest, Taoist priest, how come your Taoism has become worse and worse over the years?"

Seventeen years have passed.

Taoist Qi Wuhuo, who was dressed in black robes and had his hair tied up in a jade crown, shook his head helplessly. He just nodded gently to the dragon girl sitting on the eaves, and then walked in the sunshine, looking in the direction of Jimen. On the road

Whenever people meet him, they will take the initiative to salute and say hello, with extremely respectful expressions. Even before they get close to Jimen, they can already hear voices talking about Taoism.

Looking from a distance, waves of humanity and cultural energy are rising into the sky.

How prosperous!

When these young people saw the Taoist approaching, they all showed respectful expressions on their faces.

They all stopped talking and talking, stood up, saluted, and called: "Master."

"You are here."

The Taoist, who was wearing a black robe and had gray temples, nodded with a gentle expression and said, "Just keep talking, don't worry about me."

"yes."

The rest of the people responded and continued to sit down and talk, but with this old master here, how could they be as relaxed and casual as before? Everyone looked a little solemn and their backs were straight. When talking about their understanding of Tao, their tone also became

Much more solemn than before.

The Taoist smiled helplessly.

these people--

Some of them heard him preach back then, and some were young people who had grown up over the years.

Ximen Dachong was already a thirty-four-year-old man. After saluting Qi Wuhuo, he waited until the gray-haired old man sat down. Only then did Ximen Dachong sit down by himself. The position he was sitting in was not as good as before.

He was facing the Taoist sideways, with a humble look on his face.

He has lost the youthful anger he once had.

He is tall, with calm and sharp eyebrows. When talking about Tao and Dharma, he has already gained his own understanding. The way to practice requires step by step. Ximen Dachong naturally understood it a few years ago. The rhyme of Tao has been flowing, and he has an analogy to Taoism.

The main level of cultivation realm.

It's probably at the level of [Xiantian Yiqi].

This seems to be commonplace.

But most people like Ximen Dachong who practice seriously have already reached this state.

Thirty or forty years ago, it was enough to open Taoist temples in one state and one place and recruit disciples. Now, although it is not that it has become commonplace, it is indeed not as rare as it was back then.

In this land, everyone has Qi in their body, and those who can make this Qi circulate and form a system on their own are considered to be one in a hundred.

Being born with one Qi requires careful practice to achieve a state of excellence.

However, in one state, there are thousands of people with the realm of [Taoist Temple Masters] and [Temple Hosts]. The number of people in the world is even more uncountable. In the past, among Taoist sects, they could already occupy a peak.

The real people in the land are also emerging like a spurt compared to the past.

Compared with decades ago, this is an almost dream-like change.

Now that I think about it, the disaster in Zhongzhou that Taoists experienced back then has reappeared in this era.

I am afraid that the assistance of the earth creatures is no longer needed, and even the luck formation in the human world does not need to be completely opened. In the past, masters at the master level were everywhere, there were several in one square, and dozens of squares in a small city. , ranging from more than a hundred squares, these pure masters of Guanzhu can still be compatible with human luck.

This is already an extremely powerful force.

The normalized heavenly soldiers in the heavenly world are at this level.

However, over the years, people have gradually discovered that practice is difficult. It is extremely difficult to climb from the innate Qi level to a real person, and there are still no talented people who can rely on the Tao Sutra to reach the realm of the immortals in the past. It is as if there is an invisible and intangible spirit. It's not a quality, but it's like a real barrier.

The wind blew through the world, and the Taoist, with his gray hair on the temples, calmly stared at the nine stone tablets.

On the nine stone tablets, there are already many words, some are shallow, some are sharp, just a few words, not a chapter. When viewed simply, it is not impressive, but if you look at them as a whole, they are already It's a bit of a majestic sight.

But, it's not enough——

It's not enough.

The royal tree in front of me has grown a lot, but its branches have not yet spread out.

In the end, it can only be called a sapling. It has not yet extended and spread its branches in all directions. It has no green leaves like a shade, which is not enough to shelter it, and it is not enough to protect it from wind and rain.

There was no sound, but the luck of humanity seemed to have encountered a huge impact. A qi machine crashed over like a wave. The Taoist did not look back, but naturally tilted his neck, then raised his hand, and grabbed the qi with his five fingers. The tea cup that tore apart the luck.

The white hair on the temples rises and falls.

The tea water in the tea cup was turned around once, but nothing came out.

"I really don't know whether your level is improving or declining."

The voice came from behind.

The scholar in green shirt lazily leaned against a big tree.

Looking at Qi Wuzhu sitting cross-legged in front of him - this Taoist seemed to have achieved a breakthrough before, but now his aura is weaker than it was more than ten years ago. Fuxi raised his eyebrows and walked beside Qi Wuzhu, cross-legged He sat down, looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and said: "It has been more than ten years, and these [swords] have not been cast yet."

The Taoist's answer was still slow but powerful, saying: "Soon."

The green-shirted scribe said: "I must remind you once again that you have already taken action before and intercepted one of Yu's secret tricks. Now the Antarctic Emperor has acquiesced that you have such a method. He will be able to deal with you next time he encounters an opportunity. , I will never let it go, and I will make a move out of the imperial realm cleanly and neatly.”

"After the human world is unified and the fortune becomes prosperous, the unstable fluctuations in fortune will stop. By then, it means that even if I fight against each other in the Antarctic and the North Pole, it will be difficult to detonate this fortune. Swallowing the human world, that is to say, when the luck of the human world is at its peak and stable, it is the time when the human world and the heavenly world come into contact again."

"That's when the Antarctic Immortal Society comes to find you."

"Now you seem to be at the level of an Earth Immortal, with the strength of a True Lord, but your condition is still declining."

"The Qi of Yuqing remains in the human world, how can you resist the Antarctic immortality?"

"Now that boy Li Zhai has conquered the city, only one city in the last country is left to resist. When he succeeds, it means that you are one step closer to the crisis of life and death. Of course, if you are willing to stay in the world forever,

, I’ll never go out again, it’s up to you.”

Qi Wuhuo didn't answer. He looked at the nine stone tablets in front of him.

The scholar in green shirt looked at the people discussing the Tao and said in a calm tone: "There is still a little bit of fire left. Although they have understood it now, it is not enough. There is still a little bit missing before they can transform. The pressure from outside

, forcing them to transform."
To be continued...