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Chapter 621 Preaching
"Ghost lamp paint flowers, planktonic hissing, Ye Luo... Ye Luo..."

A slightly hoarse voice echoed in the gloomy hall, while the other side was lying in the hall holding the scriptures in his hands, and the carving knife shuttled through the purple-black nails, like a small fish swimming in the air.

clack.

Light footsteps sounded outside the hall.

The young man with a jade crown in a white robe probed his head and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the figure lying sideways on the rattan chair. He walked into the hall calmly, and when he reached the front of the hall, he cupped his hands and said, "Disciple Wu Daoxian, pay homage to Master."

"Dao Xian?"

"Why don't you study scriptures and classics at Ghost Peak, accumulate spiritual energy and mana, and come to my Danfeng Hall? You can't come to say hello. It's only the third watch, and it's a good time for inner awakening."

Shi Shiran, the figure on the wicker chair, got up and said with a smile.

Wu Daoxian looked slightly stunned, he didn't seem to realize that he might have misunderstood it, if the master didn't mean it that way, wouldn't he have missed the real test.However, he still said honestly: "The master left the seclusion that day and gave me a volume of Taoism scriptures, and wrote the answer to the mystery on the last page. The disciple has understood it."

"Shenguang is introverted, and the foundation of Dao is formed with the scriptures I passed on. Thinking about it, it is indeed so hot." Tu Shanjun slightly nodded in approval and said: "Dao Xian."

"The disciple is here."

"The name Dao Xian is good, but it may be too big for you. I will choose another word for you as a teacher."

"Master, please give me a name." Wu Daoxian kowtowed and said reverently.

Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and the carving knife in his hand drew a word in the air.

"melt!"

"Wu Rong." Wu Daoxian murmured softly. For some reason, when he chanted this name, his chest seemed to be empty a lot.

"My disciple Wu Rong."

"The disciple is here."

"You are very weak physically, and having a heavenly spirit root is not enough to exchange for cultivation. If you are weak, you are doomed to lose a lot of opportunities. Even if you touch it in advance, you will leave you due to various accidents."

Wu Rong was stunned for a moment, he recalled carefully, it seems that since he was a child, it was exactly as his master said, no matter what he got, he would lose it soon, and even before he got it, he would be cut off.

Just like he used to be a teacher of Tu Shanjun, and he was almost disturbed by his family.Joining the Taiyi Sect is also a fateful journey, that is, staying in the ghost peak from time to time and not going out, otherwise I am afraid that there will be many disasters.

"You are different from your senior brother."

"Xing Lie Xiaofu is safe, without ambition or great perseverance, this life may stop at the golden elixir." Tu Shanjun said sadly: "I can force him to continue to practice, but what's the point of doing so."

"People are not born to become immortals."

"Some people choose the road of thorns, and some choose other roads."

Immediately, his slightly wandering eyes focused on Wu Rong, and he said softly: "When I say this, I don't mean that people are born with great ambitions and hegemony, and become immortals and ancestors."

"Success is when you can live your life the way you like."

"My apprentice, do you understand?"

Wu Rong looked up at the stalwart figure, clicked, something fell on the ground, looked down, and saw that the speckled crystal was reflecting his own face, and there was no sound.

His childhood was not happy.

From Father Wu's words and deeds, it can be seen that Wu Rong has been the bargaining chip of the family since he was a child, and he is a part of the victim. In addition, he is weak and cannot afford the opportunity, which makes it seem that the whole world doesn't like him, and the pressure on him Nothing can be done.

He never thought that he could still practice like this before, and that someone could hold up a sky for him and tell him that there is no need to squeeze your talent, and you only need to live according to the way you want to live.

"Please, Master, preach!"

Wu Rong bowed his head.

Touch the floor of the hall with your forehead.

Still silent.

"it is good!"

Tu Shanjun with his back turned his head slightly and said: "If you are weak, you have to use your life to practice, and I will pass on a volume of your life skills to the teacher."

"Remember the general outline."

"A revolving wheel, two lives in succession, the track is forgotten, the divine will is separated, the luck is divided into three parts, the law is in harmony with nature, the world is upside down, and the destiny is exchanged!"

"Based on this general outline, the way of life, the art of life, and the Tao are re-enacted."

"..."

"Heavenly power, terrain, human power."

"Heaven and earth are immeasurable, but human power can be obtained by one's own practice."

"I'll teach you again as a teacher, open the altar, open the secluded world, raise ghosts, destroy the family, detain the spirit, and send generals..."

"..."

In this lecture, I had long forgotten what time was like, and told Wu Rong the whole book of "Fate and Dao" he had realized, and told the supernatural powers he had comprehended for so many years. Recite it.

Tens of thousands of fake books, but one truth.

How can the inheritance of Taoism be preserved through paper and jade slips? These things must be passed on from master to mouth, and they must be recited silently and recited backwards and forwards.

Tu Shanjun once mentioned the path of cultivation to Zhou Xinglie, but it seemed that Zhou Xinglie was not interested, so he gave up.Now that the mantle is finally passed on, if Wu Rong can have his own insights on this basis, he will never stop at the Nascent Soul realm in this life.

Even if you don't have anything, just follow Tu Shanjun's path and you can easily cultivate into a golden elixir and step into the Nascent Soul. Of course, there are no accidents, and there will always be various accidents on the road of practice.

Tu Shanjun looked at this closed disciple, and said in a low voice: "Remember, if you do anything wrong in the future, I will definitely find you, tear your skin and bones, and draw out your soul."

"Students always remember the teachings of the master."

"Go to rest and study hard."

"Eight years later, the main gate will release a batch of alchemy spiritual objects. At that time, whether to seek for the master from the senior brother in charge, or you should go for it yourself, think about it carefully."

Tu Shanjun waved his hand, indicating that the apprentice can return to Ghost Peak to practice.

"The disciple understands."

Wu Rong got up from the futon, the jade-white Taoist robe was spotless, and walked out of the hall after respectfully saluting.

Wu Rong looked down at the Taoist robe, and murmured: "Otherwise, why don't you change into a gray Taoist robe?"

With a random move, the gray mist gathers into a cloud, and every move is full of immortality. If you don't look at the ghosts looming in the gray mist, you will probably regard it as a true cultivation.

ride the clouds.

It turned into a ray of light and returned to Ghost Peak.

Wu Rong was a little surprised that someone left a book here.

"Brother Wu, I found a secret place and was about to explore it, so I thought of my brother."

At first glance, the person who left the book was the disciple of the master master.

He is also a fellow of his generation, Yu Long.

Wu Rong smiled, it's not that he paid for himself, Yu Long probably got a lot of credit for his "weakness", not only Yu Long, but also the juniors and sisters of that generation, many Opportunities passed in front of him.

Tu Shanjun didn't teach magic skills.

Taoism and supernatural powers are all the purest Taoist secrets, and it is also the orthodox Taoism that he realized from himself. If he established a sect based on this, it should be called "Yin Lingzong, Ghost King's Gate, Soul Refining School..."

Throw away the thoughts that arise from the moving thoughts, what kind of 'villain' names are these, and it sounds like a demon sect that will inevitably be beaten.

"Fate, borrow my life."

"Ghost, heavenly ghost."

"The way of ghosts." Tu Shanjun smiled lightly. He never thought that one day he would walk out of such a way. He still remembers how happy he was when he got a book of incomplete spells, and how ecstatic he was when he could use the flying sword.

in those days……

"Master, I have found out everything." Just as he was meditating, the devil fawned over him and presented the jade slips he had collected.In fact, it had already returned when Tu Shanjun was preaching, but it was only interesting and didn't make it annoying.

In his opinion, the old devil is trying to deceive people again.

As the old devil grows older, it can't tell whether these methods are magical powers or its own "charm". Understand the true face of the old devil.

'The old devil has become even scarier! 'This is the only thing the devil knows for sure.

The devil turned into a three-inch figure, flatteringly said: "I don't know if you don't investigate, you will be shocked when you investigate. Master, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp, my apprentice's wife."

Tu Shanjun didn't answer, and opened the jade slip with his spiritual sense.

……

family dinner.

perturbed.

Fang Yingxue fidgeted and secretly glanced at the young man on the other side.

The man was dressed in a gray robe, and of course his appearance was considered outstanding, and he stood out from the crowd, but he looked a bit gloomy, and his aquiline nose ruined his beauty.

That person, introduced by the husband next to him, is his junior brother.

I only heard that I stayed in the back mountain all the year round, and I didn't have much time to come out every day. It seemed that I was suffering from some kind of illness.

The wedding was held in a large and medium city, and it is normal to have never seen it.This was the first time for her to set foot on the mountain gate of Taiyi Sect. She met Zhou Xinglie in Dazhong City, and settled in Qianyuan Dazhong City.

Wu Rong, who answered the case, just nodded.

On the way, Fang Yingxue also complained that she didn't have any preparations, and it's not easy to make gifts now, so she can't come to the sect empty-handed to meet her husband's master, it's too embarrassing.

In fact, she felt that she shouldn't have been so eager to end the knot back then, and should have waited a little longer, maybe waiting for her husband's master to come out of the customs.The Dazhenjun in the late Yuanying period, there is an existence that was unimaginable before.

Of course, the master master is also very good, and it is not mean to be embarrassed, but after all, he is a master, so there is no master near him.

Pushing the foolishly smiling husband next to her, Fang Yingxue wanted to see the master who was seated in the first seat, but she hesitated for a while because of the threat of the Great True Lord, and still put all her hopes on Zhou Xinglie.

"Don't be cautious."

"Today is a family feast, so relax."

When the gentle voice came, it was like a clear spring in hot summer and a stove in winter. The original nervousness was greatly relieved at once, and Fang Yingxue was convinced of what her husband Xinglie said.

"Coming to Zongmen means that you have returned home."

Fang Yingxue raised her head slightly to look at the first seat.

(End of this chapter)