I Am Immortal

  Chapter 122 The Supreme Master as Teacher

In the Lianyang Temple, the old Taoist took the young Taoist to cook together, and the young Taoist originally planned to help, but was discouraged by the old Taoist. He smiled and stroked his beard and said, "It's a great thing for you to break through today. We should congratulate you, how can we let you help cook at this time?"

   "There is absolutely no such reason."

   "Fellow Daoist, let's go back first and take a short rest. I will ask you to meet my master and apprentice for dinner today."

  Little Taoist Ming Xin held a wooden shovel in his hand and raised it up, saying: "Means!"

  Then the old Taoist backhanded him and broke his head.

   "Tell you not to mess around with the guy who cooks..."

   "If you don't listen, come and help wash the rice."

"oh…"

The little Taoist obediently followed the old Taoist and walked into the room used as a kitchen. Suddenly he turned around, made a face at Qi Wuhuo, and waved his little hand. He was young and immature, but innocent and pure. The young Taoist couldn't help showing a smile, and after watching them go in, he opened the door and went back to the Jing Pavilion.

  The little peacock in the sleeve robe broke free and screamed loudly.

  It is really hungry and miserable.

   Recently, its appetite and food intake have been getting bigger and bigger.

Merely eating meat seems to be unsatisfactory. Now I need to eat a large amount of meat every day, and then I also need to eat some spiritual liquid prepared by the old scalper, so that I can barely stop my hunger. Today is the same. After Hu Chihai had a good meal, he stayed comfortably on the cushion that Qi Wuhuo had prepared for him in the Jing Pavilion.

   Sleep when you are full every day, eat when you wake up, no worries, and someone will take care of it.

   It was an indescribably chic day.

  The young Taoist touched lightly with his fingers, and then gently scratched the little peacock's chin.

He took the ink stick, added some well water, slowly grinded the ink, and his mood was still calm. He dipped the pen in the ink and wrote a large static character on the white paper. The handwriting was calm, and his mood gradually eased. He calmed down, the previous experience was too hasty and fast, such as driving a flat boat on the vast ocean during a thunderstorm, he still has to think quietly at this moment.

  First pick up a pen and write down four words.

  The beginning of calamity.

  Qi Wuhuo doesn't believe that there are sudden and unreasonable disasters. Jinzhou is a prosperous place, but what kind of power can cut off the rivers and wither all the plants in a state? Mr. Ao Liu just went to rain, but he was burned and injured, leaving marks on his face, which did not disappear for seven years.

  This catastrophe, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, where did it come from?

   This is the most important question.

The Mingzhen Taoist League is spread all over the human world like this, and even the Daomeng forces that have business dealings between the edge of the underworld and the gap between the demon kingdom have not been able to find out clearly. At this moment, the young Taoist figure is alone, so naturally he can't do anything. Things need to be checked slowly, and things need to be figured out slowly.

  He picked up the pen again and wrote a line of text.

   Those who wear black clothes and red dragon clothes.

   Who is it again?

  One of the sources of attracting the demon country, causing the disaster to break out, and the direct reason for the transformation of the original [drought disaster] into a [purgatory on earth], is this person who attracted the demon country. Who is this person? Is it the [Second Prince] who has benefited the most? However, the emperor of the human race only wears ordinary black clothes, and he will definitely not use the dragon pattern as his pattern.

  Twelve chapters of the Emperor's Twelve are the clothes of the Emperor, most of which are the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the rivers, the seas, and even the weapons and rice.

   Other than that, most of them only wear solid colors.

   "Red Dragon Clothes? Is it related to the Dragon Clan?"

  Dragon is a big family.

  There are Dragon Gods in the Heavenly Court, Dragon Kings of the Four Seas in the Penglai Division, and Five Lakes, Sidu, and Sanshui Mansions.

  The Yaozu also has the Great Sage of the Dragon Tribe.

   It used to be an ancient alien species, but it is still huge.

  Buddhist teachings once said that Garuda Luke can eclipse one dragon king and five hundred dragons.

   But that was just a mistake in language. The dragon in the Buddhist scriptures has no legs and is very poisonous. It walks on the ground with its belly, but it is just a giant python.

  Golden-winged Garuda King, one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, was shot by [Donghai Yuansheng Guangde King], the head of all water gods among the earth.

  Within three moves, brazenly strike and kill in front of the Buddha, swallow and eat it.

  People in the world can't tell the difference between Garouluo and Pengniao, so this is also the reason why Tan Taixuan said in [Chengxianlu] that 'Peng' monsters are rare in the world today.

  Gai was devoured by the dragons.

Back then, the Human Emperor made an agreement with the Heavenly Court to gather the fortunes of all peoples into one body, and it was absolutely impossible to use a foreign race as his pattern, but it was the Second Prince who got the most benefit from this matter. Or, apart from him, there are still Others have benefited, but what they have seen is too little, so they don't know it?

  The young Taoist thought quietly.

   Still, someone deliberately wore this costume.

   is the second prince's confidant, did it on purpose?

  This matter is equally important, but the investigation of this person may need to be done slowly, and even requires the help of the Mingzhen Daomeng. This is something he cannot figure out immediately.

   Then pick up the pen and continue writing.

   Demon country.

Perhaps the situation back then was too chaotic, or perhaps all the energy at that time was devoted to saving people. Even with the power of the Mingzhen Dao League, the three great demon nations were unable to figure out which three these three demon nations were. Of course, you have to investigate the matter of the demon country yourself, and you can also ask the Mingzhen Daomeng to find out the characteristics of the demon clan that participated in the war back then.

  With what supernatural powers, what kind of real appearance, and what methods are good at.

   Then ask Uncle Niu.

The young Taoist thought about it, the old scalper boasted that he was also the tyrant of the demon clan, he said that he occupied more than a dozen mountains and rivers, and made himself a great saint. Although he himself said that he was not recognized, he just talked and played by himself. But there is nothing wrong with him, and he is so unrestrained and unrestrained to the present, which can also reflect the old scalper's methods.

   "Uncle Niu should be more familiar with the monster race."

   "However, both Yunqin and Uncle Niu seem to be busy recently, and there is no way to contact them."

The mirror is placed next to him. He needs to do a lot of things recently, and Yunqin seems to have entered the time when his teacher [Danhua Fuying Yuanjun] stepped up his practice, and did not take the initiative to contact him. Passing through the mirror, mana flows, and the original copper rust on the mirror is now like blue traces, like stars in the night, with its own deep feeling.

  Qi Wuhuo felt before that if he input mana, there would be something special.

   But at the moment the mirror is quite quiet.

  The spirit of the young Taoist told himself that the mirror would not change even if he input enough mana now.

  He always felt that it seemed that the mirror itself had a function similar to [Method of Circular Light Appearance].

   Casting [Circular Light Appearance Method] will point to Yunqin.

  If you don’t cast it, if you input mana at a special point in time, it will point to another existence.

   I just don’t know where it will point to. This thing doesn’t respond all the time. Rather than chatting at any time, it’s more like a [chaohui] channel that gathers and announces news at special times.

  Qi Wuhuo restrained his mind and continued to write.

  Human Emperor.

  The boy paused, moved his wrist, and erased the two words directly.

   Then, I used a little more force than before, and wrote the word "thief" in a big one.

  This thief should be killed!

  How to override.

  Which prince will you choose?

  Whoever can love the people like a son is qualified to take on such a responsibility.

  And if the person I choose also changes, what should I do?

   And sir...

  He survived because of his husband, but did he also survive because of Mingzhen Daomeng's efforts?

The young Taoist wrote his pen, and the white paper was scattered around him unconsciously. Lines of words were written on the white paper. After a little calculation, he felt as if he was touching a predicament like a mountain. In the end, he remained silent for a long time, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink , wrote down the pen in the very middle of the white paper, carefully wrote down two large characters, picked up the pen and looked at it carefully, and was speechless for a long time.

  The little peacock seemed to have rested enough, and flapped its wings again, sitting on Qi Wuhuo's shoulders, noticing that the young Taoist stared at these two words for a long time.

  Confused, he patted the young man's hair lightly with his wings, and asked, "Aqi, Aqi, what is this?"

   "It's a word."

   "Word? Can it be eaten?"

  The young man said humanely: "You can't eat it."

"oh."

  The little peacock suddenly lost interest, shaking the unique feathers on his head, and said: "Then how do you pronounce this?"

  The young Taoist said gently: "Jinzhou."

   "Blossoming brocade."

  The little peacock screamed.

  He put down the pen, stroked the two words lightly with his palm, paused for a while, and said suddenly:

  “This is a place that used to be beautiful and beautiful, and there are a lot of things to eat…”

  The spirit of the little peacock said happily: "Then this is a great place!"

"Oh, yes…"

The young Taoist had a gentle voice, and suddenly said: "I have just made a breakthrough here, and I have to master the method of innate energy, so that I can be called a [Taoist], and then I have the ability to do what I want to do. It will be around the end of the year, and then, we should go back to Helian Mountain, and then we will go here, even if we want to enter Beijing, it will be after this."

  The little peacock was confused: "Go here?"

"Um."

"do what?"

   "What are you doing, I thought, I should go back and have a look."

   "Either revenge, or revenge."

  The young Taoist thought about the howling and roaring that still remained on the sword, and replied:

   "Man walks between heaven and earth, it should always be like this."

   "Revenge will be avenged."

   "You must repay your kindness."

The little peacock was ignorant, he didn't know what, the young Taoist pressed the white paper with his right hand, maybe he was tired, it seemed that he was exhausted, he had only reached the realm of innate energy today, but Qi Wuhuo didn't know it, he was standing in front of this desk Asleep, as if there is a simple and unsophisticated sandalwood smell, there is a faint cloud-like breath, and the sound of footsteps is faint.

  The young Taoist priest was half asleep and half awake, and at some point, he saw an old man in a Taoist robe standing in front of him with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, white beard and hair, looking at him with a gentle smile.

  The young Taoist was drowsy and murmured:

"teacher…?"

  (end of this chapter)