I Am Immortal

  Chapter 109 "Wuhuo Daojun Answers the Book of Shangqing Daojun"

  The voice of the black-clothed Taoist reflected in his spirit was still echoing in his ears.

The young Taoist moved his fingers slightly, and unfolded the book again. It was still the first page, and the words were still there. Those words still contained spirituality. When Qi Wuhuo saw them, the words reflected in his eyes and turned into The appearance of the black-clothed Taoist was still lying lazily on the reclining, and he opened his eyes, about to say those eight words.

  Qi Wuhuo snapped it shut again.

  So the Taoist in black was crushed again.

  If so, several times.

  Qi Wuhuo realized that it was just a shadow left behind.

  This is not supernatural powers.

   Instead, when the pen is written, one's own will is naturally imprinted in it.

   What a clever method!

  The young Taoist was thoughtful.

  Admiration.

   Then he slammed the book shut.

  So the Taoist in black had to be closed again.

  I don't know why, but I always feel that even such a reflection is three-pointed and short-tempered.

   And after Qi Wuhuo 'understood' this line of text, he felt that it was more profound and subtle, and it was hard to say.

  The principle of Yunzhuan is to see endless mysterious supernatural powers with the naked eye.

  Then record everything in this world in words.

   In this way, when writing many cloud seal scripts, the magic power can be aroused, and the universe can be displayed.

  Exercise all kinds of incredible powers and discover all kinds of incredible mysteries.

   This is supernatural powers.

From this point of view, the principles of these words seem to coincide with those of Yunzhuan, and they are preserved here with their own will... The young Taoist brushed these words with his palm, felt the casualness and wantonness in them, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart, that is If I write these words myself, other people who see my words will probably 'see' the Taoist in black directly.

  Although it is useless, it also shows a kind of thinking—

  I am heaven and earth.

  An unrivaled domineering Daoist heart is revealed in the eyes of the young Taoist.

  He once observed the Tao contained in Taichi Lingwen, and the Tao of Medicine Master Liuliguang Tathagata.

  But it is not as happy and hearty as these simple four characters.

  Three thousand avenues, countless side doors?

  Split with a sword!

  What kind of world are you cultivating?

   See what sentient beings!

  I practice my own way.

  The young Taoist couldn't help but sigh: "Is this also a kind of [Yunzhuan]?"

   "To practice cloud seal script in Taoism is to see the heaven and the earth, all living beings, and all appearances."

   "And writing down the words is equivalent to retaining a ray of will of the self."

"Those who write in this way replace everything with themselves to form cloud and seal characters. Although this kind of artistic conception is also in line with the Taoist concept of Chongxu, and they don't want to boast, but those who understand this magical technique can know that such a person like him The method is actually saying [seeing the world is worse than seeing me], [worshiping God is worse than worshiping me]."

"Amazing!"

   "How domineering!"

  "Although it is overbearing, only those who can understand this text can see it."

   "And yet seem humble."

   "There is also a kind of pride that only talks and listens to bosom friends."

The young Taoist suddenly had a feeling again, and said to himself: "It is better to see me than to see the world, and it is better to worship me than to worship the gods. Do I mean the real me? Or is it the [I] of self-spirit? Hmm? This seems to be A self-imposed overbearing practice direction, is it the way he cultivated?"

  Qi Wuhuo muttered to himself.

  Yunqin saw Qi Wuhuo's appearance, and asked curiously, "Wuhuo, what are you talking about?"

   "Why seeing the world is worse than seeing me?"

  The young Taoist thought for a while, pointed to the writing on it, and replied:

"I just saw these words, as if I saw the person who wrote them, felt his artistic conception and grandeur, and felt something, so I said it. In fact, this is not what I can say, but what I saw. His way, see his heart, so I can describe it a little bit.”

  The girl is ignorant.

   I just don’t understand why the young Taoist didn’t read what was written in the scroll.

   On the contrary, you are so interested in the text above?

   So I asked.

  The young Taoist said with a smile: "Just these words are already like seeing the Dao, which is of great benefit."

He thought for a while, and gave an example that the girl in front of him must be able to understand, and said: "It's like seeing a table of delicious food. Although you know that there are better ones in the back, do you turn a blind eye to the delicious food in front of you? ? I have no way to distract myself from reading the content now, I just want to read the contents of this text."

  Yunqin understood, but seemed a little confused.

   All she saw were words.

   Qi Wuhuo looked at the text, but seemed to see more.

Thinking about it in my heart, the shape of those words seems to be scattered, but a kind of Dao rhyme is circulating. What I see in my eyes are words, but what I read in my heart is something else. I can't help smiling at the corner of my mouth, while reading, my fingers hang down, and they are constantly sketching in the void, with a faint brilliance flowing, brilliant and magnificent, and extremely clear and clean.

  Although I can't do too much due to my cultivation, but I feel like drinking fine wine, and I feel happy in my heart.

Knowing that Yunqin was still waiting for her answer, she suppressed the joy in her heart, and turned to look at the contents of these text descriptions seriously, that is, what the Taoist in black once told Yunqin. The words are appealed to the end of the pen, even if it is somewhat restrained when it is written, it still unconsciously adds a dao rhyme.

   "It's amazing..."

  Qi Wuhuo was slightly moved.

  Although the teacher guides the way, he has never shown his means like this.

  Writing tells the content, but it is only false.

   And this rhyme.

   In Qi Wuhuo's eyes.

   It was as if the Taoist in black was teaching him personally.

  The road is ahead, how can we resist to try it?

  Yunqin doesn't think so.

  The young Taoist is like a treasure.

   It was hard to resist the urge to study the text itself, and carefully read the text on the scroll.

   "Well...the way of inaction and action, the law of action without beginning and end."

   "But it's all in my mind."

Qi Wuhuo talked to himself slightly, and seemed to have gained something, but when he thought about it carefully, this way was too high, and there was no place to stay, so he was at a loss. After a long time, he closed the book and sighed, only feeling the mysterious Taoist rhyme of the words themselves, It is difficult to think clearly, and the more you think about it, the more empty you become.

  There is only action and inaction in the head, and there is nothing that can't be done; there is no beginning and no end, and I am the only way.

  I just feel like my head is hurting.

   Then decisively stop thinking about these things.

  This path is too high.

  Just guessing, it is enough to make the young Taoists feel at a loss.

  Looking up, seeing Yunqin's curious and worried eyes, she could only smile helplessly, and explained: "It's too difficult."

   "Thinking about it gives me a headache."

  The girl's eyes light up slightly.

   Almost cheered.

   Xuan even immediately suppressed it, clenched his fist against his lips, coughed lightly, and said solemnly:

   "Well, it's hard!"

   "I can't understand it either."

   "Don't feel uncomfortable for Wuhuo, I also feel difficult."

The young Taoist hummed, looked down at the scroll, saw the words as if he saw the Taoist, and seemed to be able to sense a trace of arrogance and dominance of "seeing the world is worse than seeing me" and "worshiping the gods is worse than worshiping me", just like walking , looked up but saw the lofty mountains, just crossed the small river, and saw the grand sight, so he sighed, pleased and sincerely said:

   "Yeah, it's too difficult..."

   "I really don't know what kind of genius and peerless genius it is to be able to achieve such a smooth and flawless look. I feel amazing when I see it."

   "Not to mention understanding."

   "I may not be able to answer him."

   "At least at this time, I can't answer him."

  Yunqin smiled, waved her hands, and said, "I can't answer it, it's okay, I'll tell him."

  The old scalper regained his composure and remembered that he had something to do, so he asked with a smile:

   "By the way, Wuhuo, what happened to that peacock? Did it hatch?"

  Qi Wuhuo said: "It has hatched."

  Yunqin's eyes lit up, and said, "Where? Where?"

The young Taoist smiled slightly and raised his right hand. The cloud sleeve of the Taoist robe fell down. The sleeve was wide and had a hidden pocket inside. The peacock was now in the pocket. The young Taoist carefully held it out. Fluffy, sleeping soundly, the old scalper wanted to say something, but saw the peacock lying motionless in the young Taoist's palm.

  The fingers moved slightly, and the neck seemed to have no bones.

   It just rested on the boy's fingertips.

   It looks like Gaga.

  So the old cow's face twitched, big drops of cold sweat flowed from his forehead, he fell silent, and said:

   "...Wuhuo, have you given that breath to this little bird?"

  The young Taoist hummed and said, "Yes."

   "Just as you wrote, Uncle Niu."

   "From weak to strong."

   "The first one is [Nine-headed Lion Yuanzun Holy Spirit]."

"Any questions?"

  The young Taoist was puzzled.

  The scalper's thoughts froze.

   Then he raised his hand and scratched his head, laughed loudly, and said with a dry smile:

   "Ah, ha, ha, ha, no problem, no problem, no problem at all!"

  But in my heart, I want to cry out.

Because of my own habit, I always wrote in reverse, Qi Wuhuo mistakenly regarded the strongest one as the weakest, and gave it to the little peacock to eat. Although the breath had lost its spirituality, it came from Taiyi to save suffering after all. Tianzun's mount, its position is extremely high, this little peacock has not experienced the previous nurturing and foreshadowing, and it ate the biggest one in one go, don't be frightened by the nine lions.

  In that case, no matter how many treasures are cultivated.

   is also useless.

   will only raise a waste that exudes aura.

  Ke was worried, but saw the peacock slammed its beak and rubbed against the young Taoist's palm.

   Then turned over.

   revealed a chubby belly with light fluff.

   Mouth opened and closed.

   It seems to be eating something unparalleled in the world.

  Looking lazy.

  The old scalper suddenly burst out laughing.

  Looking at this appearance, there is probably nothing to worry about.

   It is true that it can last for three hundred years without dying.

  Talent aside, it should be tough.

  Old Niu asked with a smile: "But speaking of it, do you want to name this bird?"

  Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "Didn't Yunqin say that we want to think of names together?"

The girl's eyes were bright, she nodded with anticipation on her face, and said, "But we still have to wait until the little peacock wakes up, and then think about it together? Maybe he doesn't like the names we think of? That's meaningless." gone."

   "After it wakes up, let's think of a nice name together!"

  Qi Wuhuo nodded.

  Old Niu laughed and said: "Ah, is that going to follow the rules of our demon world?"

   "What is the truth, what is the surname."

   "Like an old cow, I was originally a scalper, and among sworn brothers, I ranked third, so I changed to a yellow third."

   "Yellow is gold."

   "It is called Niu Jin to the outside world."

   "Nickname Taurus Great Sage, but it's not recognized, just calling it out for fun."

"As a result, I never expected that I came to this heavenly court and was assigned to the Doubu. I occupied a position among the many stars in the ox constellation of Xuanwu Qisu, so I added another cow, so it was called [ Bull Taurus]."

  Qi Wuhuo said to himself: "Niu Jin..."

   I don’t know why, but I always feel that the name Gold really fits Uncle Niu’s temperament.

   Then he smiled and said, "Good name."

  The old scalper laughed loudly: "Right?"

   "When you think of me, you think of gold, and when you think of gold, you think of money. Who doesn't like money?"

   "So everyone likes me."

   "Based on this, isn't this bird going to be named Peacock [Kong]?"

   "Or is it 【Farrow】?"

   "Ha, no matter what, after letting it wake up, you ask yourself if it is..."

   After chatting for a while.

The girl reminded me ten thousand times that next time when she is free, she must go to the city and buy the best freshly baked sesame cakes, and then send them to her, and said that she would also prepare a gift in return. He agreed, and suddenly thought of something, said: "Ah, Yunqin, wait a moment."

  The girl stopped, looking curious.

  The young Taoist took a book.

   This is a blank scroll used for copying scriptures in the Lianyang Guanjing Pavilion.

  The young man said humanely: "I may not be able to answer his question, nor have I understood it, but as far as Yu Li is concerned, there is still a response."

  Qi Wuhuo picked up his pen and dipped his ink in the ink, first wrote the opening words of the letter, and then said:

   "What do you want to call that senior?"

  Yunqin said: "Uncle."

  The young Taoist raised his eyes and was stunned: "Huh?"

  Yunqin couldn't help laughing out loud, and said as a matter of course: "He never told me his name."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Then what should I call him?"

The old scalper yawned, shook his head again and again and said: "Since this is the case, using seniors is a little flattering, and using uncles is nondescript. Anyone who walks on the road is my friend. In this case, using Taoist friends You can never go wrong."

   "Listen to your uncle Niu."

"trust me."

  The young Taoist thought for a while, then nodded and wrote:

   "Seeing and hearing the wonderful method of Taoist friends, it is like drinking rain, very hearty and dripping, but my nature is dull, I have never solved it, and I have never had the slightest comprehension..."

   "There are only slight doubts as follows..."

   "The cloud is inaction and action. What is a thought in a thought? There is no beginning and no end, and it is also in a thought. What is this thought?"

   "Is it the same between one thought and one thought?"

   "Since there is no beginning and end, where does this thought come from?"

   "Another example..."

  The young Taoist originally intended to express his gratitude, but unknowingly, he poured out all his doubts.

   Then he wrote: "Slightly dull questions are unbearable."

   "It's useless to laugh at Dafang's family, but since you have doubts, you should raise it, and then do your best to understand it."

   "Because I left this letterhead, I dare to ask fellow Taoists for a while."

   "Poverty thinking hard, or gain something."

   "Goodbye."

Just as he was about to write, there was a soft laugh. Yunqin looked at what he had written with her hands on her cheeks, and said with a smile, "Then Wuhuo, do you want to write your real name? I mean, uncle, he wrote down his name. Don’t you feel a little strange if you don’t write your name, and it’s not in line with etiquette?”

  Old Scalper also said: "In Lao Niu, I travel 18 roads, ahem, I mean, when I do business, I also have this kind of thing."

   "Write down your name on the opposite side."

   "If you don't write, you seem to look down on him a little bit."

   "And it's better to write the same specification. A bowl of water is level, and there shouldn't be any problems if it is stable."

  The young Taoist hesitated.

  The real name seems inappropriate, and the Taoist name is determined not to reveal it.

After much deliberation, I came up with that title. I was about to write it down when I dipped the pen into the ink paper, but when I looked at the volume of books, I suddenly had some thoughts, so I put down the ink-stained pen again. , just pointed together, closed his eyes for a long time, then opened his eyes, and wrote a line of words with his own soul as the pen and ink.

   Correct and moist.

   If you see the person.

  Its name is—

  【Wuhuo Daojun would like to answer Daojun's book】

  (end of this chapter)