I Am Immortal

  Chapter 50 See Them, See Me

  Qi Wuhuo said curiously:

   "See you brothers?"

  The old man saw him shaking his head and said:

   "You, you, are you looking forward to it now? I always want you to meet."

"However, it's only just entered the night now. Don't let the good time be wasted. I told you in the past that there is a time limit for collecting and refining essence or exhaling vitality. If you pass it, you will hurt yourself. Once you have some good things, there is no limit."

   "See how long you can meditate."

  Qi Wuhuo nodded, suppressed the curiosity and anticipation in his heart, and then sat at the front of the boat, facing the night wind, holding his left hand with his right hand, touching his thumb lightly, holding his breath and concentrating on gathering vitality.

  But after just exhaling once, I felt a faint streamer fly into my mouth.

  Like the moonlight.

  Picking and refining moonlight is not a problem at all.

   But this place seems to be particularly rich.

  Incredulously rich—

   A mouthful of moonlight into my stomach.

  The qi transformed from the meals eaten in the body suddenly began to work violently.

  Practitioners, when just getting started, need to exhale vitality, collect and refine the life treasure essence in the whole body, in order to achieve perfection.

This step should have come slowly, it was a grind of water, but Qi Wuhuo had experienced disasters when he was young, and his body was basically damaged, like a crack in a water tank, the vitality will always escape, but now it is extremely majestic. The vital qi gathered from his body came together, and when he breathed out, it flowed through his body like a vast ocean, and the clear qi in his body rose up to fill up those gaps.

   There is also Yuehua quenching, mining and refining essence.

At this time, Qi Wuhuo's feeling was not that calm and unhurried as in ordinary practice, but that there were two intertwined breaths inside and outside, full of swelling pain, and the cracks in his own foundation were repaired and repaired, and there was numbness, many feelings appeared at the same time, but To keep one's breath stable and calm, the feeling is like falling off a cliff, with only one hand grasping the cliff's wall.

  Using strength with one hand to support the whole body, it was extremely sore and limp, with a faint sharp pain, as if one could not support it and was about to fall from the cliff. I had a premonition that once this happened, the two streams of fresh air would collide and naturally dissipate from the body.

  Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and breathed out slowly.

  Although the body is in extreme pain and discomfort, it still maintains a steady flow of Qi and a peaceful breathing.

  The old man stroking his beard and nodding his head, smiled to himself, he was already at the top of the boat.

   "The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun is the heart, the nature, the soul; the moon is the kidney, the life, the soul."

   "Cultivating both life and soul is the right way."

  Young Taoists don't know.

  It’s just breathing practice.

This vast, vast and boundless river seems to have no boundaries, and there are layers of starlight in the ripples, as if reflecting the stars in the sky, but when you look up, you can't see the stars, and there is silence in the surroundings. Only this huge ship moved forward slowly, breaking through layers of water waves and ripples.

  The night wind blows slowly without seeing the moon.

   Looking down, hey, the moon is in the water.

  A huge and incomparably full moon is only under this giant ship, and the moonlight is flowing, as if it is supporting the ship.

  On the ship, the boy breathes peace.

  The whole body seems to be covered with a faint moonlight.

Qi Wuhuo didn't know how long it took him to vomit, but he knew that the feeling was extremely painful and unbearable, he just told himself in his heart to hold on for a while, hold on for a while, time passed slowly, that tingling feeling Finally, it slowly spread out, and the soreness and itching disappeared.

  It was as if the cracks in his body were slowly being filled and gradually disappeared.

   After an unknown amount of time passed, the young man moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

   What you see in front of you, you can't see the sun.

  Only the purple clouds in the sky are reflected in the eyes.

When he started to meditate earlier and closed his eyes, the place where he was sitting was a huge boat that could accommodate hundreds of people, but now the boat had disappeared, and the sky was full of rays of light, like the sky in the water, and the place where the boy sat cross-legged was just It's just a tree branch, with layers of ripples, hands in front of the seal, and Taoist robe cloud sleeves hanging down.

  He was at peace of mind, and didn't think about it, but felt that this scene made his heart inexplicably quiet.

  The Taoist meditates in Zixia.

  Gull and Heron forget the machine.

  Forget me again.

   I don’t know how long it has passed, until the purple glow gradually disappeared, and the storm gradually rose, and suddenly there was a laugh from a distance, Qi Wuhuo saw that the old man was standing on the bank of the river, stroking his beard and laughing:

   "Has Wuhuo woke up?"

   "Come on."

  Qi Wuhuo was not thinking about Yichen at first.

  At this moment, there are ripples, but it is [Zhuwu].

   With this change, he couldn't maintain the elegant and dusty posture immediately, swayed, and fell into the water with a sound.

  The old man laughed loudly, it seemed that it was rare to see his young and mature disciple like this, and he was in a much happier mood.

  He beckoned again, letting the young man come to the shore, Qi Wuhuo got up coughing, his black hair was wet, and he raised his cuff to wipe his forehead.

  The old man stroked his beard and looked at him with a smile:

   "Before you didn't care about one thing, and you were able to mix with everything, so you were able to maintain that mysterious state of mind."

   "Afterwards, when your thoughts fluctuate, you will naturally fall into the water, haha."

  Qi Wuhuo seemed to rarely show a little dissatisfaction, and said, "It's just that my cultivation level is still a little bit worse now."

   "If the cultivation base can be higher, it will be fine."

  The old man smiled and said, "Then I will just wait and see."

When Qi Wuhuo turned around to look, there was still the same branch in the water, it was all wet, rolled up and down by the water on the undulating waves, and slapped on the shore, stained with fine sand and gravel, it looked much bigger than that. Compared with the prosperity of yesterday, it seemed a bit lonely and pitiful. The young Taoist thought about it and picked up this branch.

  The old man said: "Why, are you still reluctant?"

  Qi Wuhuo said: "It's just that I suddenly feel that it's a pity to throw it here."

  The old man laughed dumbly.

Watching the child wash the branch with clean water, and then wipe it clean, there is no other place to put it. Although the sword box can store things, there is a qin, a sword, and a few After rolling the book, there didn't seem to be much space, and I was worried that I might accidentally damage the book, so I thought about it.

  It is just worn around the waist and inserted obliquely into the silk sash.

  The old man shook his head and smiled when he saw the appearance of the young Taoist priest.

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Teacher, which brother should we go to?"

  The old man stroked his beard and said, "Go to the first place first, follow me."

  He walked forward, Qi Wuhuo followed behind with the sword case on his back, and asked curiously:

   "What kind of person is this brother, teacher."

  The young man heard the old man laughing and saying:

   "Him? I'll think about it."

   "It is ranked in the capital of the capital, and its name is Zun Tianshi."

   "The emperor respects, all officials bow their heads, build a fairy platform, to observe all things and laws, and remember the stars and constellations."

Accompanied by the old man's low voice, the surrounding pictures linger, the turbulent scenery gradually dissipates, and the bustling streets of the capital are replaced by the bustling streets of the capital. The voices of hawkers along the road and the sound of people coming and going can be heard in the ears. Glazed tiles on the walls, high-walled households of Zhumen, suddenly red dust, but also clean, the old man walked forward with the young man, the snow under his feet made a sound, and he introduced in a calm tone:

   "Opening the passage hall, facing the Tongwen hall, the world's clean streams are all under the entrance."

   "Every 30 days, the altar will be held to give lectures on the law, and talk about metaphysics, saying that you can know the misfortunes and blessings of the ages, and you can know the opportunities of thousands of miles."

   "The name is Master Xuanzhen, with tens of thousands of disciples."

   "Called as a Patriarch, Daoist as a real person, but acts in a simple way, not good at womanizing, not good at luxury, only one-hearted cultivation of Taoism."

  The old man took out the money and bought a roasted sweet potato for the young man. The young Taoist in the blue shirt held it in both hands, ate it and exhaled heat.

  The old man led him forward and slowly introduced this senior brother.

When his footsteps stopped, Qi Wuhuo was holding a warm roasted sweet potato, looked up, and saw a huge and simple building, and could faintly hear the sound of various instruments playing music. Cultivated people enter here respectfully, while the cars of dignitaries and dignitaries outside spread all the way, almost filling up this Suzaku Avenue.

   Apart from dignitaries, there are also ordinary people who wear common clothes and hemp shoes.

   There are great Confucian scholars when talking and laughing, and there are also ordinary people who communicate with each other.

  Looking up, one can see that the pines and cypresses grow so high that even the high walls of the building cannot cover the hanging canopy, and one can faintly hear the voice of preaching the Dharma.

   What it tells is the Taoism of innate one-qi.

  Mysterious and difficult, it has become a system, much higher than Qi Wuhuo's comprehension.

The old man stroked his beard and said: "He is the first person you want to meet. I met him three hundred and seventy years ago. Even in a ruined temple on a rainy night, he can study hard. He is sophisticated and talented. You can talk about major events in the world, and you can also talk about metaphysics, saying that you want to benefit the world at the same time, and you can talk about a five-hundred-year plan in one game of chess, and now it has been accomplished."

   "I once bestowed the Taoist title [Yuyang], Wuhuo, you are the one who saw him today."

   "It's also you [seeing] yourself."

  Qi Wuhuo finished the roasted sweet potato in two mouthfuls of three, it was steaming hot, and there was still some joy in his eyes to see his brother from the same sect, he said:

   "So what am I going to say?"

  The old man replied: "Ask him if he is willing to travel with me to practice."

  The voice of the old man is as gentle and calm as ever:

   "If not today, he will come out with you."

   "Otherwise, take it back with its Taoist name."

Qi Wuhuo paused, feeling the weight of this sentence, and the faint coldness, not the tone of speech or other coldness, because the old man is still gentle, and that coldness is a kind of coldness that a boy of this age still has. There is no way to describe and describe, a more grand existence.

  It was just a sudden realization that today's business, the last lesson of parting, seems to be different from what I thought.

  Qi Wuhuo glanced at the teacher subconsciously, this time Qi Wuhuo failed to see the old man's eyes clearly.

  In countless memories later, these eyes are neither joyful nor sad, but extremely tolerant and peaceful.

  I just feel that there is a sense of vastness and vastness, plain and distant.

  The old man stroked his hair with his palm, and said gently:

   "Go."

  (end of this chapter)