I Am Immortal

  Chapter 110 Suspected old friend came

  Qi Wuhuo applied Xuantan again, and passed this volume of answer letter he had written to the old scalper on Niu Su.

The old scalper grabbed the scroll, but he didn't flip through it, only looked at the words on the title page, and said with a smile: "We call ourselves Taoist monarchs, but we don't know each other by their real names. At those ages, it’s okay to play around in private, but others will inevitably laugh when they see it.”

   "But this is not the book's real name, it's just a nickname, it's an elegant taste."

   "Those real people throughout the ages have at least seven or eight names."

   "There are many books in common, but when we meet, we don't know each other's affairs."

   "I hope Wuhuo you don't encounter such a thing."

  The young Taoist asked suspiciously: "Huh? I just thought, Uncle Niu, you have already used the name Wuhuo Daojun for me to write a jade book."

   "I removed my real name and dao name, and only this name is left, so I used it."

  Old scalper was taken aback, then burst out laughing.

   "Is this a name? Just that?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

   "Sure enough, he's still a child!"

Lao Niu handed the scroll to Yunqin, so that the latter could keep it safely, and then gave the scroll to that person when he was free. Seeing that Qi Wuhuo seemed to be extremely tired from performing a mysterious technique, Lao Niu He smiled and said: "But Wuhuo, although your understanding is high, you still have to pay attention to the realm of practice. The Xuantan method is just doing it with strength, so it's so tiring."

   "If you really let you perform some kind of great supernatural power in the future, wouldn't you be drained?"

   Lao Niu's persuasion was originally sincere.

   But when he brought up this matter, he remembered that he had performed the Xuan Tan method just once and almost drained his mana, so he couldn't continue.

   His tone was slightly more solemn, and he said, "You have to look at the supernatural powers of the books, but you have to keep up with your cultivation."

   "Otherwise, even if the ten-thousand-volume daozang has been discovered."

   "But the vitality is withered, the essence is insufficient, and even the innate energy cannot be condensed."

   "At that time, I can only follow the path of the Yin God."

  The young Taoist nodded.

  Old Niu nodded, said that a child can be taught, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and added: "Wuhuo, recently I have to be careful about bald donkeys."

   "This group of people are the most crooked, and there is no truth in their mouths."

   "Today, Lao Niu, I kindly went to send off the pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata, but the moonlight shines all over and doesn't even let me in!"

   "It was directly blocked outside the door."

   "But guard me like a thief!"

   "Sad the cow!"

   "That's all, what else did he say, you are the teacher of the half scriptures of the pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata."

   "I want to invite you to have a cup of tea in his Jingliuli Buddha Kingdom."

   "I'm bah!"

   "Who hasn't been to Jingliuli Buddha Kingdom, I'm so skinny, Lao Niu, and I have to sit on the lotus platform for a while when I come out."

"Wuhuo, your cultivation level is not enough, and you will inevitably be deceived if you enter it. It's too bad for a bald donkey, and you won't be able to get out for a while. good!"

  Yunqin said: "A half-teacher of the Buddha?"

  Lao Niu sneered: "They really don't want to be shy, they can say such words."

"Am I right."

   "No confusion?"

  The young Taoist shook his head: "I'm not a half-master."

  So the old scalper showed a natural anger on his face, and began to curse, admonishing Yunqin:

"look…"

  The young Taoist replied: "I just chatted with the pharmacist for an hour."

  ? ? ! !

  The old scalper's expression slowly froze.

He lowered his head little by little, staring blankly at the young Taoist in the mirror. A huge bull's head seemed to have stopped turning. After a long time, he restrained his past jokes and games, stared at Qi Wuhuo, and asked: "...you let him pass away?"

  The young Taoist thought for a while and replied: "No, according to Buddhism, he realizes himself."

   "He chatted with me, but he was actually seeing his heart clearly and brushing away distracting thoughts."

  “If you see mountains and rivers, you see water.”

  "If it is said that he has an epiphany because of this, then it can be said that he himself is constantly thinking."

   "It was he who turned back."

   "Besides, I also have a lot to gain, we just talk to each other."

   "I already know the Four Noble Truths, the Five Aggregates, the Eight Sufferings, Formation, Residence, Disintegration, and Uncertainty of Reincarnation."

  The old scalper was dumbfounded.

In order to prove that he is not telling a lie, the young Taoist also wants to show his tricks to the elders. He raised his hand in a joking manner, and raised his right forearm in front of his chest, forming a slightly right angle with the body. Suddenly there was a faint ray of Buddha's light, his downcast eyes were gentle, and he held the seal of fearlessness, saying: "If I save him, it's not for him to realize himself."

   "Then what is the difference between what I did and what he did before [Destroy the Common Life]?"

   "If that's the case, our conversation would be worthless."

   "Well, so I smell."

  The old scalper felt as if a wind was blowing through his heart, and his mind was a little calmer, without any fear.

   This familiar feeling made Lao Niu sigh:

   "Buddhist seal of fearlessness?!"

   "Have you entered Buddhism?"

  The young Taoist put down his hands, so he replied, "No."

   "It's just because I saw the pharmacist used it and used his Buddha power, so I learned one seal."

   "Uncle Niu, if you try it, it's okay."

  The old scalper looked at the young Taoist.

  The corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

   Squeezing out from the gap between the teeth a demon tribe when they yelled at each other, insulting words with physical movements—

"grass."

   Only this word can express the strong emotion in the heart.

I can not!

  This sign.

   I have studied Lao Niu for three years.

  The girl next to her raised her head and looked at the honest and honest Uncle Niu with doubts on her face.

  Uncle Niu exhaled slowly, lowered his head, and explained:

   "Grass is a kind of plant."

  The girl suddenly realized.

   After much difficulty, the [Circular Light Appearance Method] was finally over, but the old scalper felt that he had received a double shock from the heart and spirit, and he was so tired that he just wanted to go home and have a good sleep. He sighed and said:

   "I thought it was Wuhuo, Wuhuo. It seems that it's not Wuhuo. Wuhuo."

   "But Medicine Master Liuli Guangrulai is the one with the best personality after all."

   "Among the thirteen channels of Buddhism, there are many others who are persistent and never turn back. I hope that you will not encounter them..."

  The girl wondered: "What will happen if we meet?"

   "Can they survive Wuhu?"

  The girl is full of confidence.

  Lao Niu wanted to say that those guys were very good at speaking, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the sentence back.

   replied: "Such a good qualification."

   "The monks will most likely be **** and shaved first."

   "Lao Niu once saw a monk who broke up the husband and wife in order to convert a scholar as a disciple, and then forcibly shaved the scholar, directly suppressed the scholar under the stupa, and converted the scholar for a full fifty years."

  ……………

  Qi Wuhuo ended the [Circular Light Appearance Method], but this mirror dimmed again.

His palm brushed over the mirror, and it was just like his previous feeling. This mirror seemed to have undergone a slight change. The original mirror was covered with green patina, as if it had gone through a long time, so it became Corruption, but at this moment the mirror surface of the mirror has become dark. Those patinas have also changed a little, but the overall appearance is still the same.

  But it reveals a sense of vastness like the starry sky in the middle of the night, full of stars.

  Qi Wuhuo could sense that if mana was input, the mirror should change.

   But his mana is exhausted at the moment.

  Thinking of the old scalper's advice, the young Taoist sighed and said, "The cultivation base is still too low."

  Cultivation is a process of slowly cultivating oneself, reverting three to two, reversing two to one, and approaching the Dao.

   This is a road that needs to be walked slowly, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

The young Taoist put away the mirror and put it back in the wooden box, and because the soul was exhausted, he could no longer read that mediocre book. If he wanted to continue reading, he might not only be unable to comprehend this The things described in the manuscript may also cause a huge loss of one's soul, and directly sleep for seven days and seven nights.

  Just took out the preserved peaches that Yunqin had made.

  Put it in your mouth, it is really flexible in the mouth, which is different from the original crispy peach taste.

  It has a sweet and sour feeling.

  The young Taoist closed his eyes and said:

"tasty."

  ………

That peacock was sleeping soundly, it seemed to be full of food, and it seemed to be dreaming some unspeakable dream. It was only morning, and Qi Wuhuo was under the tree of Lianyang Temple, turning over Looking at an ordinary volume of Daozang, he raised his eyes to look at the Lu Zu Tower, saw the sword hanging above it, then lowered his head and slowly flipped through a page of the book, and took out a preserved peach from the side and put it into his mouth.

  The little Taoist priests study honestly in front of the Sanqing Hall, nourish their energy, and practice.

  In the Taoist temple, there are pools of water in the gaps between the bluestone slabs, reflecting the sky and clouds, which is very beautiful.

   After eating a bowl of plain noodles at noon, Qi Wuhuo took Ming Xin to the place where the sick were taken in Fucheng to help.

Although the rain has said that a lot of the plague has been dispersed, it still takes some time for those in the human body to recover. Qi Wuhuo is carrying a basket of medicinal herbs woven from bamboo, while the little Taoist priest on one side is stepping on it. One side of the city wall was slightly higher than the road, but on the steps as wide as the palm of your hand, with your arms outstretched, you staggered forward.

  The young Taoist asked: "Why don't you come down and walk?"

  The little Taoist said solemnly: "Because if I step down, I will die."

   "On this road, I must walk on this step!"

Qi Wuhuo was stunned, and then he knew that this was a childish play, like walking in the shadows and not being exposed to the sun, it was entertainment for himself and himself, so he just smiled and shook his head, slowing down. He stepped forward and read slowly with a book in his hand. The little Taoist next to him stretched out his arms, kept his balance, and staggered forward.

  The years are like this.

   Passed by the porridge stand again.

   The meat porridge smelled very good, but the little Taoist didn't go to see it.

  I have eaten vegetarian noodles today.

   Meat porridge is delicious, so it should be reserved for the hungry.

But someone was calling, and the two Taoist priests didn't think they were calling themselves at first, until the voice got closer and closer, and said with a smile: "Ha, you two Taoist priests, stay here, stay here." Qi Wuhuo turned around, Wei Wei was surprised, someone came to call him, but it wasn't a servant, but the young county king who was wearing a fine attire ran over and said with a smile:

   "The two priests, it can be regarded as stopped."

   "If this happens again, I will have to shout loudly."

  The little Taoist priest Ming Xin jumped down from the steps, bowed, and said with a serious look like a little adult:

   "I don't know what this layman is doing to stop us?"

  The young king of the county smiled and said: "I just heard that someone else was pouring realgar water yesterday. I was very curious, so I came to see it."

   "I just don't know, why did the two priests sprinkle realgar water on the road?"

Um?

  Ask this for what?

  Ming Xin subconsciously looked at Qi Wuhuo.

  The young Taoist replied: "...the plague is rampant in the city, and realgar is used to drive away evil spirits and poison."

  Jun Wang said: "Why water?"

  The Taoist replied: "There is a little less rain in the city to replenish the moisture."

  The juvenile king's eyes were surprised, then he cupped his hands and smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is compassionate. This judgment is exactly the same as what my sister said. Admiration, admiration, but why don't you use realgar today?"

  Dao said humanely: "The rain breaks the epidemic, but we should guard against the cold air."

The king of the county seemed to be quite emotional, he smiled and did not answer, chatted for a while, asked the two to wait here for a while, then turned around by himself, ran to the porridge stall, took a spoon, very skillfully Gently put it down, rub the sides, sink to the bottom, and then slowly lift it up. The skillful technique is even praised by coolies who specialize in making a living.

  Good means!

   This is the best way to make thick meat porridge.

   One bowl in each hand, two bowls of meat porridge ran over in small steps, handed them over, and said with a little pride:

   "The weather is cold, you two warm up after drinking porridge, and then go to treat others."

  The young Taoist took it, stirred it with chopsticks, took a sip, slightly surprised, and Ming Xin said:

   "This taste is a bit spicy... Huh? Is it shredded ginger?"

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Ginger shreds has a pungent taste; warm in nature, it can relieve the exterior and dispel cold, warm the middle to stop vomiting, warm the lungs and relieve cough."

   "It will not destroy the flavor of the food, and it can even suppress the fishy smell of the meat and increase the fragrance."

   "The layman has a heart."

  The corners of the young prince’s mouth curled up slightly, showing a complacent and restrained smile, and said politely:

   "It's just my sister's order."

  The young man said humanely: "Sister Ling is capable."

  So the young county king grinned: "Yes!"

   "My sister is the smartest, ahem... I mean, talented, talented."

   "Two priests, go slowly. I will come here tonight. I will leave some warm meals for you, and you can also chat. I have always envied you two who can do things for the people. There is no need to refuse."

  Qi Wuhuo and Ming Xin walked away.

  The little Taoist spread his arms, kept his balance, walked on the steps, and muttered:

   "This person is so strange, it seems happier to praise his sister than to praise him."

Qi Wuhuo recalled many things Huang Liang heard in his dream in his mind, and guessed that the county king was different from the original one, not as decadent, and seemed to be related to his sister. He deduced in his mind and asked casually: "Ming Xin What do you think of him?"

  The little Taoist thought for a while and replied, "It's very interesting."

   "It's not like the people who made porridge stalls in the past."

   "Those people, their noses are almost going to the sky, and I wish everyone else would kneel on the ground and say "Master."

   "Not condescending at all, I think he can chat with anyone."

"And I think the best thing is that he asks for money for the porridge today; although he only needs one coin, it is always bought with money, and everyone will feel more at ease when they drink it. There is always a feeling that we are trading. If you don’t have money, you can get porridge if you help with some work…”

   "That's good."

   added: "He is always a little dazed, probably because of that smart sister again?"

  …………

  After Qi Wuhuo left, a handsome young man also came to the porridge stand. Seeing the young man busy, he said:

   "The matter of giving out porridge is indeed to win people's hearts, but why do you come here in person?"

  The juvenile county king in fancy clothes said: "I am not here to win people's hearts."

   "Huh, okay, huh? Today's prescription has changed?"

"Well, at that time, my sister said that for some reason this year, the aura of the epidemic was stronger than before, so she prescribed a prescription. Bad people can also take care of it slowly, and its name is [Pingfeng San], which means that the power of this medicine is transformed into a [Jade Screen Wind] in front of the person to resist external evil spirits."

  "People are born suffering, we can't do much, and we should do our best."

  The handsome young man clapped his hands and praised: "It's a good sentence to do your best."

   "Your sister is really good at divination, cultivation, playing the piano, and medical skills."

   "A peerless beauty."

   "Ahem, bro, I'm considered a good-looking talent. I was born as a son of five surnames and seven clans. My younger sister went to the Daozong. The Cui family probably belongs to me. Really, why don't you call me brother-in-law."

  The young prince scolded with a smile: "Sister, she had to teach the righteous method of [Yangyuanshen] when she was young."

   "A year ago, after waking up from that nightmare, I was more interested in practicing."

   "Give up all the glory and wealth, and left the palace."

   "Besides, how could a person like you fall into my sister's eyes?"

  Cui Shouqing, the young head of the Cui family, sighed, and changed the subject: "However, this Screen Screen is an excellent name."

   "As expected of your sister."

   "Even the name is so vivid."

  The young prince said: "Although you praise my sister, I am very happy."

   "But my sister didn't think of this name. It was my sister who said that someone told her about the dream she had."

His voice paused slightly, and his brows slightly frowned—my sister could hardly remember much of that nightmare, but for some reason, the few things related to that friend were quite clear. According to my sister, it was like this bizarre but real scene The dream, in fact, seemed to be centered on that friend, and I was swept into it just by chance, and got this unknown chance.

  He restrained his thoughts, raised his head, and added: "A friend who is good at playing the piano."

   "Call Qi, what is Qi?"

"I forgot."

  (end of this chapter)