Chapter 80 Spiritual Enlightenment

As the sky gradually became late, the expressions on the faces of the Taoists in the mountains became a little ugly, and even a hint of uneasiness was faintly felt. Juyun Lingmiaogong has not come yet. They began to worry in their hearts whether some of the actions over the years have annoyed this Lingmiaogong.

When the young Taoist was chatting with Yue people.

They have passed every wrong thing they have done in the past decade.

The place where Yueji stood was quite far away. Seeing the sky faded, he sighed:

"It seems that I can't see this Lingmiao Gong today."

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Qi Wuhuo said goodbye to Yueji. The latter sent him to the hillside and smiled and said, "Wuhuo, you want to go to the Mingzhen Dao Alliance to exchange for magical powers. When are you planning to go? I will start tomorrow, and I will basically go to the [Mingzhen Dao Alliance] in Zhongzhou Prefecture City every three or five days. Do you want to go together?"

Qi Wuhuo said, "Tomorrow?"

Yue Ji smiled and said, "Yes."

"It is difficult for people without waist cards to enter the Mingzhen Dao League; but if you have waist cards, you can go there anytime."

"It is the place where [exchange], [discussing the Tao], and [speaking the Dharma]."

Qi Wuhuo had a little doubt in his heart.

This seems to be different from what the fortune teller said.

He clearly said that to enter the Mingzhen Dao Alliance, he needed to look at the moon with a mirror and set out on the road on the full moon day.

Now there is about half a month left before the full moon.

The young Taoist did not reveal the abnormality, but replied: "I only have these medicinal materials and can't change what I want. I may wait for a while before I go."

Yue Ji knew it and smiled and said, "So that's it."

"That's right."

"Then I hope you can get what you want. You should have sent you down the mountain, but today, my elders of my masters are worried and worried. I still don't get their bad luck. They are unhappy. I, a junior, will inevitably be implicated and can only be sent here."

The young Taoist bowed and thanked him, sincerely wishing: "I hope you can wait for that Lingmiao Gong."

Yue Ji laughed and replied, "Thank you!"

He watched the young Taoist turn around and walk down the mountain step by step, hiding in the forest, and no longer see it. Then he turned back and climbed up step by step. When he saw the teachers and commanders' faces all showed a look of worry and were talking in a low voice. Some said, could it be that the many things that the disciples under his disciples had done in the past few years were inappropriate, and some were a little worried. He swept the gifts around him and whispered.

Could it be that today's etiquette is too thin?

Just as everyone was worried, fog suddenly flowed and a car came out in dozens of times. However, the eight extraordinary horses ahead were Lingmiao Gong's true body.

The Taoists breathed a sigh of relief.

Even because Mr. Ling Miao was so solemn, he felt a little shocked.

Wei Yueji sighed regretfully: "What a pity, what a pity."

"It's really a coincidence."

"If Wuhuo could leave for a while, he would see the view of the true body of the mountain god."

"I'm really lucky."

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Qi Wuhuo came down the mountain and parted with Yaoling. The Yaoling stood on the same tree and waved to the young Taoist sir, then turned around one step and three times. Finally, when he couldn't see Qi Wuhuo, he suddenly drilled into the ground and escaped, and the young Taoist carried a basket toward Shuiyun Township.

When he returned to the village and town, the sky was slightly dimming, and Mr. Zhou Lingyi was sitting under the old tree outside his yard.

When the old man saw Qi Wuhuo, his face was quite complicated and hesitant. After a few greetings, he suddenly asked:

"Master Qi, is it okay to live here?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "It's great to live."

"Ah, that's fine, that's fine."

"If you have any need, just say it to us in advance."

Zhou Lingyi hesitated and said, "By the way, there is another old man here to visit you today."

"It's just that you're not here, and he left again."

"He claimed to be [Lingmiao]."

Qi Wuhuo said, "Spiritual and Miao?"

These two words are really familiar. Qi Wuhuo just heard it today. It was the mountain god that Yue Ji and others were going to worship. It was just the mountain god Di Ji. What did you come to him for? The young Taoist suddenly remembered the [Chaofeng] and [Jiaotu] on the Zhongzhou city tower. These two sculptures said that it seemed that there was a land looking for his trace.

Speaking of which, as the mountain god of [Helian Mountain], he has not visited the local land yet when he came here.

Perhaps the local land discovered that foreign lands came, so they came to look for him.

The young Taoist thoughtfully and thanked him: "So that's how it is."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou."

He invited Zhou Lingyi to come in and sit for a while, but the old man just smiled and said that there were other things at home and that he would not go in today. Qi Wuhuo watched the old man leave, and then returned home, took out all the medicinal materials in the back basket and processed them, walked to the yard, and washed the pork he bought on the way back.

After all, it is near Zhongzhou Prefecture City.

Pork is priced at 80 cents per pound.

It is slightly more expensive than the foot of Helian Mountain.

However, because it is close to the river, aquatic products are very cheap. In winter, water freezes, and a hole is made on the ice surface, and fish will come out to breathe. At that time, find a young man with a stick and holds a hammer and head towards the fish head that floats out of the water. You can often get something.

Qi Wuhuo steaked a fish.

The pork was cut into small pieces and stir-fryed with fat meat to make oil. Then the green spicy food was cut into long strips and stir-fryed with slices of meat. After a meal, I first covered the dishes on the rice, mixed them with chopsticks, and ate them slowly. Finally, I took out the steamed buns left before. The steamed buns were heated in the steamer and softened again, unlike before, and were enough to kill people.

Then dip the steamed buns into the soup on the dish.

Put the last small piece of steamed bun soaked in the soup into his mouth, and the young Taoist exhaled, feeling satisfied with eating.

No one was around, so he gently patted his belly.

He collapsed slightly on the chair and didn't want to move.

After a while, the young Taoist got up and washed the plate, washed a fruit for himself. While eating, he sat on the bed, put a pillow behind him, and carefully read the "Record of Immortality" and "Record of Practice". Compared with the contents of these two volumes, he tried to identify what type of bird egg the medicine gave him.

"It said it took three hundred years to slowly drag the bird egg out by hiding the ground."

"If there is still vitality for three hundred years."

"It should not be an ordinary bird, at least a spirit bird. Well, I'll look at the records of "The Record of the Immortals".

"From the size, the most common flying birds can be basically eliminated."

Qi Wuhuo thoughtfully, reached out to touch the bird egg, saw the golden pattern hidden on it, compared to Dan Taixuan's record, and tried to judge the type from the pattern and size of the eggshell, and turned over another page, saying: "The Big Geese Chapter... "The Book of the Immortals" says that if the geese have spirituality, most of them have their own characteristics, and there are special patterns on the eggshell."

“This one doesn’t.”

"The Luanfeng Chapter, well, it is reliable to distinguish by temperature. Most of those who have a trace of Luanfeng bloodline have the magical power of flame."

"Even in the bird eggs, there can be waves of warmth released."

Qi Wuhuo stretched out his hand and held the bird egg in his palm. He couldn't feel the temperature at all, so he shook his head.

"There is no temperature like holding a flame, it should not be a phoenix of the genus Fire."

"The breath of the wind cannot be sensed."

"You can eliminate bloodlines like blue birds."

"Put it into the water and sink it to the bottom, it's not like water."

The young Taoist compared one by one. There were many types of spiritual birds, and there were only a few possibilities left. He thoughtfully said: "Either it is a spirit beast like a hawk or a falcon, or a raptor like a raptor. Of course, it is also a peacock or an ornamental bird like a peacock?"

"Is it an eagle?"

"Or a penis?"

"However, Dan Tai Xuan said in "The Record of the Immortals" that the Pengniao and the Eagle Falcon do not seem to have very powerful bloodlines."

"In the world of cultivation, phoenixes are more powerful, or even cranes are not bad; the penis is only the dominant birds."

"If it's a peacock, it's only good-looking."

“It’s useless in fighting.”

"And, if it is not hatched for too long, the eggs of these spirit birds will consume their own spirituality to maintain vitality. Until the end, the spirituality is exhausted, it will turn into dead eggs. The weaker the spirituality, the lower the possibility of hatching. For this situation, the suggestion of Chengxianlu is..."

The young Taoist turned this page and saw the last comment from Dan Tai Xuan:

“It tastes amazing and wonderful to make scrambled eggs.”

"It helps the Yuan Jing if you swallow elixir."

“No waste.”

He subconsciously looked at the bird egg, and then his sexual spirit noticed a trace of vitality hidden in the bird egg, and released a trace of struggle. The boy put "The Book of Immortals" next to him and said gently: "Don't worry, I won't eat you."

He thought about it and simply used the alchemy method given to him by the teacher to refine all the medicinal materials he collected into spiritual liquid that helps the vitality.

Then I took a part and dripped it on the bird's eggs.

This is the purest vitality.

The weak spirituality in this bird egg tries hard to absorb these energy.

It seems that it has not hatched for hundreds of years, nor has it allowed Him to give up the desire to be born.

The way of immortality is precious to life.

The young Taoist put down the record of immortality that he had read. When he was about to practice, the ancient mirror suddenly lit up slightly. Qi Wuhuo was a little surprised because Yunqin said that he would only look for Xuantan magic after asking the teacher today. He felt that even if the girl could find it, she would have to contact him in a few days.

Qi Wuhuo put away other things and then used the [Method of Round Light Showing the Shape].

The ancient mirror shone with a stream of light, turning into Yunqin's appearance. The girl lowered her head, her lips opened and closed quickly, as if she was murmuring to herself, constantly repeating something. When she saw Qi Wuhuo, her eyes lit up, and then raised her hand to make a breaking posture, and said hurriedly: "Don't talk first, listen to me first, I have learned a very powerful Tai Chi Lingwen, but I think I'm about to forget."

"You don't want to talk."

"Listen to memorize it first!!!"
Chapter completed!