Immortality: Start with the Gourd Sword Art

Chapter 1 The Rune
  Chixian Shenzhou.

Near Jinghu Lake, I saw two monks, an old man and a young man, striding down the official road.

It is not accurate to say that they are all monks.

The old one looks about seventy or eighty years old, with white beard and hair. Apart from being in good spirits, there is nothing magical about his appearance.

The young one, on the other hand, is strange. He looks about twelve or thirteen years old, but he has a pair of arms and waist, a red face and white teeth. He is very handsome. Although he is wearing a robe, he has not shaved his hair. He has long hair tied behind his head. .

Moreover, there was an evil spirit between his eyebrows and his eyes, and he did not look like a Buddhist.

"I remember there was a tea stall in front of me. I don't know if it's still there now, so I walked a few steps quickly and went to have a rest in front of it."

The old monk looked old, but his speech was full of energy, and he did not show any signs of fatigue from traveling for many days.

On the other hand, the young man with long hair and monk's robes said with an unlucky look:

"Old monk, you are really unkind. You obviously have magical power and can travel thousands of miles in a day, but you still have to use your feet to walk. Now it is the same. When you let go of your spiritual thoughts, you can see lines for hundreds of miles in a radius like the palm of your hand, but you don't use it. I can follow you. You said, when I am growing now, no matter whether there is that tea stall or not, I have to rest before leaving. If I am exhausted, I will not grow taller."

The old monk didn't care about the young man's disrespect, but laughed and said:

"You don't understand good people's hearts. I went to Jinghu Lake this time to stop the old dragon from turning into a dragon. It is a supreme merit. Sharing it with you will be of great benefit to your future practice. But now I still accept it from you. Complaining, when the true heart is not old, no wonder the Buddha only saves those who are destined."

Hearing what the old monk said, Xu Li said with a resentful look in his eyes:

"You talk about practicing practice every day. I want to become your teacher, but you don't agree. I want to go find immortals on my own, but you don't allow me. Old monk, what do you think?"

Xu Li is not from this world. Three years ago, he went to Mount Emei to visit and accidentally lost his way. For some reason, he became smaller and smaller. When he finally walked out of the mountains and forests, he was in a different world.

Later, Xu Li almost died of cold and starvation because he was unable to speak and was less than ten years old, so he had no means to support himself. Fortunately, he was taken in by an old monk and survived.

Although Xu Li didn't show any respect for the old monk, it was just because the old monk had cultivated to the state of selflessness and formlessness, and getting along like this made him close to him.

In fact, in his heart, Xu Li had long regarded him as his dearest person in the world.

As the two talked, their feet moved faster and faster. Although the old monk never taught Xu Li the real practice method, he did teach him the basic skills. In terms of physical strength and skill, ordinary people in the world can really do it. Not as good as him.

Turning around the foot of a mountain, I saw the tea stall that the old monk mentioned at a glance. The old monk's steps gradually slowed down, and then he sighed, touched Xu Li's head and said:

"You have excellent qualifications and wisdom, and I like you very much. However, although Buddhism is vast, it is difficult to get rid of people who are not destined. Your fate is not in Buddhism, and I can do nothing about it. However, this time to stop the Jiao, I also made an appointment. A fellow Taoist from the Taibai Sword Sect can help you. You were born to practice Taibai Taoism. I have sacrificed my dignity to help you become a disciple of this fellow Taoist, so that you don’t mess around and go astray."

At the end of the sentence, the old monk knocked on his head three times.

Three years of practice and obsession were about to come true, but Xu Li suddenly felt a great deal of reluctance in his heart. However, his mind had already matured and he could not act like a real child. He just rubbed his forehead and complained, saying:
  "What kind of method is not cultivation, as long as it can lead to immortality? Besides, Taibai Sword Sect is one of the seven major sects of Taoism, and the old monk's face may not be of use."

The old monk had cultivated Luo Han Guo a long time ago. How could he not know that Xu Li's words were not true? He did not expose it at the moment. He just smiled slightly and the afterimage flashed, giving him another surprise.

"Old monk, you don't follow martial ethics."

They ordered a pot of coarse tea and rested for half an hour. The old monk had a conversation with the old woman running the stall and learned about the current situation in Jinghu Lake before setting off again.

After walking for another half a day, until evening, the two of them arrived at the Dragon King Temple next to Jinghu Lake.

This temple is not big, covering an area of ​​less than an acre. Once inside, there are already people inside, including a handsome Taoist who looks twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, and an old man in sackcloth who is about sixty years old. The two of them were sitting around the fire, with unknown meat roasting on it. The aroma filled the whole yard, making Xu Li swallow his saliva.

When the two saw Xu Li and the old monk, the young Taoist immediately smiled and said:
  "You old bald donkey, you want to subdue the old dragon, so you sent a message to the poor Taoist to come and help, but it took two days for the poor Taoist to arrive, and you, the bald donkey, got stuck in time. You really are not a son of a man."

The old monk also laughed to himself and said:
  "You don't have to come. The old monk didn't ask you to come."

The two monks obviously had a very good relationship with each other, and there was no politeness in their words.

The old man on the other side did not dare to take the big shot like the Taoist did. He quickly stood up and saluted:
  "I met Zen Master Zhi Gong."

After the old monk returned the gift, he introduced Xu Li:
  "This bull-nosed person is Qiao Xuan, the elder of Taibai Sword Sect, and your future master. This is Dr. Ma, please come and meet him."

Xu Li bowed his hands and saluted: "Junior Xu Li pays homage to Master Qiao and pays homage to Senior Ma."

Doctor Ma returned the gift, but Master Qiao looked Xu Li up and down and said:

"You're good-looking, but to be a disciple of Pindao, it's not enough to just be good-looking. Come here, Pindao wants to test you."

Qiao Xuan said this, but Xu Li did not move, but looked at the old monk. The old monk smiled, touched his head and said:

"Your master is calling you, so hurry up and go."

Hearing that the old monk insisted on taking the title of master and disciple, Qiao Xuan just smiled and said nothing, just watching what Xu Li wanted to choose.

Xu Li felt a little reluctant to give up, but he also knew that the old monk had profound spiritual practice and was already a man of immortality. Since he said that he was not suitable for Buddhism, he probably really was not suitable for it. He bowed deeply to the old monk before stepping forward. After a few steps, he bowed to Qiao Xuan:

"Zhenren Qiao."

Qiao Xuan didn't say much, just stretched out a finger and touched the center of Xu Li's eyebrows. Xu Li felt warmth between his eyebrows, and a Qi training method called Calabash Sword Jue appeared in his soul.

At this moment, stimulated by the sword formula, Xu Li's soul suddenly shone brightly, and a jade talisman appeared out of thin air. The gourd sword formula with thousands of words turned into thirty-six illusory talismans with just one hesitation.

"Is this?" Xu Li was horrified.

After traveling through time, Xu Li discovered that he had sharp ears and eyes, had a photographic memory, and a clear spiritual platform. He could learn everything very quickly. When he was learning martial arts from an old monk, he could often tell ten things after hearing something, and draw inferences from one instance.

He always thought that this was due to the changes caused by time travel, but now he realized that the source of all this was actually this extra 'divine talisman' that appeared in the soul at some time.

"Could it be that there is really an Emei sect and a real person with long eyebrows who can live long?" Emei Mountain, the mysterious talisman, and the mysterious place that can rejuvenate people, the three together made Xu Li have to make associations.

"Perhaps, I can still go back." If this 'mysterious talisman' is really the talisman of Taiqing Yiqi, then it is not difficult to use this talisman as the basis of the 'Liangyi Dust Formation' to open a passage between the two worlds. .

Thinking of this, Xu Li's heart suddenly became agitated. After a while, he gradually calmed down.

Xu Li had already passed countless thoughts in his mind, but to the outside world, they were just a blink of an eye.

After calming down, Xu Li bowed to Master Qiao and then stepped aside, concentrating on comprehending the beauty of this 'new' Calabash Sword Technique.

Upon seeing this, Master Qiao Xuan nodded slightly in approval, and then ignored him, and began to discuss the matter of raising and lowering the dragon with the old monk and the god doctor Ma.

(End of this chapter)