Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 61
"Brother He, your body." Bai Mo hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"I already know." Li He's face turned pale, and he chuckled suddenly, "Life and death are determined by fate. Don't worry about it. If you can't become an immortal or become a Taoist, it wouldn't be a bad idea to leave my literary name, Li He, in Jingguo."

"Life and death are determined by fate?" Bai Mo felt inexplicably resentful in his heart, and a wave of bad breath surged, "Why should life and death be determined by fate? A good man is born in this world, how can his life be in the hands of others, even if it is the so-called destiny? I have the final say on my own life!"

Li He didn't know what Bai Mo was thinking, so he just smiled and said, "Brother Mo, one day when you become an immortal queen, maybe after thousands of years, you can still hear my Li He's poems spread in this land, which is also the case. Nice talk."

Bai was silent. After a few breaths, he made up his mind and said in a deep voice, "Brother He, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to find a chance for you when I go. No matter whether it succeeds or not, I will come back to find you."

Li He shook his head in his heart, but he couldn't bear to refuse. He just smiled and said, "Okay! I'll wait for you to come and ferry me!"

With that said, Li He took out an unnamed booklet from his arms and handed it to Bai Mo.

"Spring comes along the old vines on the wild paths, and the bones of the earth and the heavens cook medicine in the furnace.

The wild geese make the west wind collect the leaves, and the fairy's staff hangs coral beads. "

"It looks like it was written about wolfberry fruit." Bai Mo took it and flipped through a page, and saw the poem on the album. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and the ink marks were fresh. It seemed that it had been written not long ago. Turn forward a few pages. , both are a poem, I can’t help but look puzzled, Brother He, what is this? "

Li He looked at the album with reminiscence in his eyes, "This album records all the poems and essays in my life, either complete or single sentences. I originally wanted to sign them when they were full. Now that you are going to travel far, just Take it with you to think about it, and you can take a look at the world of immortals for me."

Bai Mo suddenly understood, nodded and smiled, "You and I were born in Changgu, and it is Brother He's lifelong effort. Why not call it "Changgu Collection"."

"Changgu." Li He thought for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Yes, it's called Changguji!!"

Time flies, three hours pass in the blink of an eye.

In a wide courtyard outside the palace, hundreds of people gathered here, looking at the seven Taoists with bright eyes.

In the crowd, in addition to the people on the left side of the hall, there were many new faces.

After some inquiries, Bai Mo and others found out that they were not the first batch. The first ones to pass the bronze mirror test were more than a month ago.

A tall Taoist priest took a few steps forward.

This man was frighteningly tall, nine feet tall, and his clothes were stretched tightly, revealing his clear outline. In a daze, he looked like a walking hill, casting a large shadow.

Without saying a word, he took out a package from behind, unwrapped it, and saw that there were several small and exquisite carriages, about the size of a fist, each being pulled by two miniature ponies. The carriage and the miniature ponies were dark green in color, as if they were The whole body is made of bronze and has clear lines.

"Is it a living thing?" Bai Moer's eyesight was sharp and he could clearly see the bronze pony in front of the carriage. He blinked and was shocked.

At this time, the burly Taoist threw the package, and the pocket carriage turned into streaks of light scattered around.

"Thousands of Mountain Cars, get up!"

The Taoist shouted softly, and the miniature horses suddenly began to scream like Herod. With each cry, they swelled in size visibly, and the same was true for the cart behind them.

Not long after, seven behemoths appeared on the spot. The carriages were five to six feet long and four to five feet wide. They were a bit bigger than an ordinary small building. Even if they stood still, they still gave people an extremely heavy feeling. sense of oppression.The people around him watched intently, this was much more magical than any charlatanism.

"What a big horse! How majestic it would be if I could ride it for several laps!" Beside Bai Mo, Fang Yeyun stared at the bronze horse eagerly, marveling.

Bai Mo couldn't help but nod. Although these bronze horses were much smaller than the carriage, they were still six feet tall, which was astonishingly big.

There is a single horn on the top of the head and a mane on the neck. Other than that, there is no hair on the body, but pieces of scales. It does not look like a horse, but more like some kind of ferocious beast.The horse's hoof alone is bigger than the ocean bowl. If it is kicked, it will definitely be life-threatening.

"Get on the bus according to the test batch." The old man in white chuckled and directed everyone.

"There are seven cars. It seems that a Taoist is in charge of one." Bai Mo thought and got into the nearest car with Fang Yeyun, one of the few acquaintances.

Not long after, everyone got on the car. The seven Taoists looked at each other and smiled inexplicably. The wind blew under their feet, floated up, and landed on the roof of the car.

"Herod Green!!"

The bronze horse's nostrils opened and closed, sprayed out two streams of air, raised its hooves, neighed, and pulled the carriage forward slowly.

After the wheels creaked for a few turns, the speed became faster and faster. In a few breaths, the carriage turned into a dark green afterimage, speeding like lightning, setting off a gust of wind, and lifting off the nearby roof.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Wherever the bronze horse passed, large pits were turned up on the ground, three or four feet apart. Apparently, the force of the horse's hooves when they stepped down was so amazing that the stone slabs exploded!

In the palace, Emperor Jing's face gradually darkened as he watched the bronze horse leading the carriage leap over the high wall and disappear into the distance.

"A Taoist from the Tianmu Sect comes once every 60 years. Why does Brother Wang look so unhappy?" Behind Emperor Jing, a prince and dignitary in purple clothes spoke in confusion.

Emperor Jing glanced at him and suddenly said coldly, "These Taoists are definitely not from the Tianmu Sect!"

"What!!" Prince Ziyi was shocked and blurted out, "Brother Wang means that these Taoists are fake?"

"Hmph!" Emperor Jing looked towards the direction where the carriage disappeared and said in a deep voice, "You must have read the secrets of the royal family, but you still remember the previous records about Taoists."

The purple-clothed prince hesitated and asked, "What is Brother Wang referring to?"

"According to secret records, when the Tianmu Sect selected immortal species, they either used a big bell to frighten the soul, or the chirping of birds. They never used any soul-awakening incense or soul-inducing flags. When they left, it was not a bronze car, but a bronze chariot. A huge ship." Emperor Jing said with anger in his eyes.

"Could it be a mistake?" Prince Ziyi panicked, "If these Taoists are really fake, wouldn't we have made a big mistake? Should we send a large army to stop them and send a message with beacon fire, it might still be too late."

"What are you trying to stop! Even if you are not a member of the Tianmu Sect, you are still a genuine Taoist. How can ordinary people stop it? These few bronze chariots alone are enough to move freely in the army. No matter how many warriors and generals can stop it." Emperor Jing had no expression on his face and spoke quietly.

"Hey," the purple-clothed prince looked dejected, sighed, and said with envy, "Is the Taoist really that strong?"

"That's right! It can be said to be omnipotent!" Emperor Jing looked at his hands covered with fine lines, feeling a little unwilling in his heart and replied casually.

(End of this chapter)