Big dreamer

"You also know about Taoism?" This time, it was a bit surprising to be replaced by Zhenren Luo.

"I have read in some miscellaneous books before that in ancient times, there was a person who had a Taoist body. After finding a method that suited his Taoist body, he practiced it for more than ten years and transformed from a mortal body into an immortal. Yes, I thought it was just a vague legend, but I didn't expect it to be verified by Master Luo today." Shen Luo said.

"There are indeed rumors that cultivators with the highest-level Taoist bodies have such heaven-defying cultivation speeds, but since they are rumors, it is naturally difficult to tell whether they are true or false." Zhenren Luo said.

"The top level...could it be that this Tao body is divided into high and low levels?" Shen Luo asked.

"Of course there are high and low levels. Take the low-level Taoist monks as an example. Their qualifications are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but they can only practice faster than ordinary people. The top-level Taoist monks are not only The cultivation speed is several times or even ten times higher than that of ordinary people, and they also have various talents that are close to magical powers, which are very different from each other," explained Luo Zhenren.

When Shen Luo heard this, he thought to himself that the speed he practiced in his dream seemed to be a bit faster than the top-level Taoist body mentioned by Master Luo, but he didn't realize that he had any innate abilities.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Seeing Shen Luo's silence, Zhenren Luo asked.

"Master Luo, this disciple was just curious for a moment, thinking that if he could have such qualifications, perhaps practicing to extend his life would not be a problem." Shen Luo sighed and said.

"It takes almost five to six hundred years to hear about a cultivator with a top-level Taoist body. You don't have to have delusions. In the future, you should be down-to-earth and practice quietly." Luo Zhenren said with a more solemn look.

"Master Luo's teachings, my disciple has taken note of them. I've been bothering you for a long time today, so I'm going to leave now." Shen Luo saluted.

"Go." Luo Zhenren nodded.

Shen Luo was still thinking about what happened in his dream, so he turned and walked towards the door of the courtyard.

However, as soon as he walked to the door of the hall, he saw two figures outside the courtyard door, and they jumped up and landed in the courtyard.

One of the people who came was tall, with a swarthy complexion and a short gray beard. He was wearing a Tai Chi robe and a lotus crown. His face was old-fashioned and his expression was serious. He was Uncle Wang Qingsong.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with him was a handsome young man, who was naturally his direct disciple Gu Hualing.

"I've met Uncle Wang and Senior Brother Gu." Shen Luo was frightened for no reason, but he still nodded to the two of them and said respectfully.

When the two of them saw him, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes, obviously they didn't expect him to be here.

Seeing that both of them were silent, Shen Luo walked around them and walked towards the courtyard door.

At this time, Zhenren Luo's voice came from behind: "Senior brother, why are you free today and come to my yard?"

He seemed to be surprised by the arrival of Master Wang and his apprentice.

Shen Luo had been extremely wary of Gu Hualing since he accidentally heard his words in the back mountain last time. At this moment, he just wanted to go back quickly and avoid interacting with him too much.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, the two wooden doors slammed shut in front of him.

Shen Luo was a little stunned. He turned around and looked over, and saw Uncle Wang's sleeves bulging and he was still waving. It was obvious that he had closed the courtyard door with magic.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Luo Zhenren asked, his brows suddenly raised.

"Junior brother Luo, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you today. Please hand over the "Pure Yang Book" quickly." Wang Qingsong said with an indifferent expression.

"Pure Yang Book? What kind of technique is this? Shouldn't it be the Pure Yang Sword Art?" Hearing this, Shen Luo's heart skipped a beat, and she vaguely felt that something was very wrong with her here at this time.

"Senior Brother Wang, do you know what you are doing?" Master Luo was obviously surprised, and his face changed slightly.

"It seems that you are not going to hand it over?" Wang Qingsong's eyes became colder.

Shen Luo only felt that the atmosphere in the courtyard was strange, and wanted to open the door quietly, but as soon as he made a slight move, Gu Hualing frowned and looked at him, causing him to freeze suddenly, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, with blood all over his body. Cold.

"It's not like you don't know that the "Chun Yang Bao Dian" is the temple's watch code. Even if you want it, you should ask the temple master for it. I'm afraid you are looking for the wrong person when you come to me, right?" Master Luo's expression also changed. Gotta get serious.

"Luo Yuanzhen, do you really think I don't know that you are the inheritance guardian of this generation of Chunqiu Guan, and Feng Yang is just a cover to divert attention." Wang Qingsong said slowly.

"I don't know what you are talking about, it's simply baffling." Luo Zhenren shook his sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Whether you admit it or not, I will have a way to verify it later." Wang Qingsong said with a sneer.

"Wang Qingsong, are you still planning to force yourself?" Luo Zhenren sat up straight.

"Haha, that's right. In terms of cultivation and strength, I am not as good as Junior Brother Luo. But, things are different now." Wang Qingsong said leisurely, as if he had deep meaning.

"Why, do you think that with your beloved disciple, you are guaranteed to win? Not to mention one, even ten more, I won't take it seriously." Luo Zhenren glanced at the ancient spirit and said.

"Uncle Luo, what did you say? How dare I make a mistake in front of you? But why is Uncle Luo's Yintang a little dark today? Oops, his face is also a little dark." Hearing this, Gu Hualing cupped his hands towards Master Luo and said with a smile. .

Upon hearing this, Master Luo was about to say something when his face suddenly stiffened. He raised his right hand and tapped several large acupuncture points on his body quickly.

At the same time, he took out a talisman with his left hand and put it on his left chest. The green light of the talisman flashed, and several rays of green light flew out from it and disappeared into his body, and then a layer of green light appeared faintly on his face.

However, Shen Luo still clearly saw that a faint black halo suddenly appeared in Luo Zhenren's Yintang, and at the same time, his face began to turn black, with several dark purple veins bulging on it.

Even though Master Luo's face flashed with blue light and he seemed to be restraining himself, the skin on his face still turned black rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Master Luo has been poisoned!" Shen Luo's heart skipped a beat.

"Let's see how long you can last? If you want the antidote, then use the book to exchange it!" Wang Qingsong laughed and shook his sleeves suddenly.

There was no wind in the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and a bolt of thunder crackled, turned into an electric cable, and hit Zhenren Luo.

Master Luo didn't say a word, two rays of light lit up on his legs, and he stepped on the Seven Star Steps. His figure suddenly became a little erratic, he missed the cable and came to the courtyard in a flash.

His sleeves shook violently, and a talisman was thrown into the air.

With a sharp "whoosh" sound, the talisman light shot into the sky like fireworks, and was about to explode high in the sky.

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed in the sky, and a person flew into the sky and grabbed the warning arrow talisman.

Shen Luo looked up, his expression couldn't help but change, and he was shocked.

I saw that the man in the sky was handsome and had a gentle smile. Who else could he be if he wasn't an ancient spirit?