I Am Immortal

  Chapter 53 Enlightenment but not coming out, gaining and giving up, never leaving for a moment

Qi Wuhuo walked towards the girl, and the sea of ​​flowers on both sides was filled with magnificent fairy flowers that are rare in the world, and the fragrance that emanated seemed to shock even the spirit, and he became more sober. Those who practice sitting here meditate and cultivate the primordial spirit. One day of meditation can be worth a thousand days of work. It's just that Qi Wuhuo's primordial spirit is strong and pure, and he just thinks it looks very beautiful.

   What you see in front of you is full of beautiful scenery. Compared with the place where the senior brother was before, this place is more like a place of pure cultivation.

That Senior Sister Yumiao's Taoism seems to be extremely high, and I am afraid it is far above the real person. When Qi Wuhuo came over, all the flowers in front of him spread out a road, leading directly to the front, and the young Taoist stopped in his footsteps. After a pause, she carried the sword box on her back and walked forward step by step with a whisk in her hand. Yumiao seemed to have sensed and guessed about this, and greeted him with a smile, inviting him to sit down.

   When Qi Wuhuo walked over, he saw the man and didn't notice it.

  Everything seems natural.

  It seems that outside of this world, there is another world. The two overlap with each other and are separated from each other.

   It is so mysterious that it cannot be said.

  This woman with the softest and most beautiful temperament that Qi Wuhuo has ever seen brought him scented tea with a smile, poured tea for him with a teapot, and spoke and behaved calmly:

   "Is it the younger brother?"

  Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands: "Xuan Wei has met Senior Sister."

  Yu Miao said: "Xuanwei?"

  She seemed a little surprised, and immediately laughed, and said gently: "The heart of the Tao is subtle, but the essence is the only one, full of obsession."

   "It seems that the teacher has high expectations of you, at least much higher than ours."

  She asked the young Taoist to sit down, and asked the latter to take a sip of the tea. The taste was delicate and slightly sweet, obviously elegant, yet strong.

  Yumiao smiled and said: "There is some nectar added in it. It is the honey of the spiritual flower I planted, which can regulate the body's hidden injuries and diseases."

   "Of course, this is not the point, children always like to drink something sweet, don't they?"

  The young Taoist wanted to refute, but he remembered the teacher's candied haws.

  I always feel that such methods are somewhat the same.

  Yu Miaowen said softly: "You come here, the teacher is also nearby, right?"

   "Teacher, how is the old man?"

  Qi Wuhuo looked at the gentle woman in front of him, and replied, "Everything is fine, Teacher."

  Yu Miao closed her eyes slightly, and said to herself, "That's it...that's good."

   "That's good."

  She looked up at Qi Wuhuo, and asked as if she already knew everything: "I haven't asked, Xuanwei, why are you here..."

  The young Taoist put down his cup and said, "Please, Senior Sister, go back to the mountains to practice."

  Yumiaodao: "Go back to the mountain gate to practice, travel around, practice life?"

  She looked at the elderly man next to her. The latter was already old. Yumiao was quiet for a long time, then suddenly said:

   "Little brother is not very old, do you know Taoist companion?"

  The young Taoist sat upright and replied:

   "I haven't experienced it, but I have heard the saying that only mandarin ducks are envied but not immortals."

   "Heard a lot of stories."

  He paused, and slowly told the story he saw in his dream.

   Master Yu Miao listened with a smile, sometimes nodding and sometimes sighing.

  Finally, the story was finished, Qi Wuhuo looked at her, and said again: "Sister, would you like to go back to practice?"

Reverend Yumiao didn't answer, but just took out the jade tablet and placed it gently on the table. It also had two words [Yumiao] written in cloud seal script on it, moving in the direction of Qi Wuhuo After a push, this was her answer, and then she suddenly asked with a smile: "Junior Brother thinks, Senior Sister is also like the person in your story?"

  The young Taoist had already got up, and when he heard Yu Miao's question, what he saw about Yu Yang before was surging in his heart, and he was about to tell someone.

   After a moment of silence, he cupped his hands and said:

   "Sister, don't you know that the obsession is too heavy, and you have fallen into the quagmire?"

  Yumiao said: "I know."

  The young Daoist, who was not too old, seemed a little caught off guard, quieted down, and then asked:

   "Since senior sister knows, why don't you come out?"

  Yumiao replied: "Because I don't want to."

  Qi Wuhuo chewed on these two words: "I don't want to?"

  He looked at the senior sister, Yumiao said: "Yes..."

  She said gently: "This is already the fifth reincarnation."

"The Dao is very difficult. Not everyone has the aptitude to become an immortal. Even the most inferior immortals in the land, or those who have accumulated external skills to become immortals, must have a destiny. At the beginning, I like As you guessed, you only feel that you will be a hero with loyalty, and you will never be separated from life to life, so that you can be worthy of the life and death trust back then."

   "It was like this in the first life, and it was like this in the second life, until the time of the third life."

"I found his reincarnation a long time ago, watched him born, saw him in great pain, cried loudly, watched him grow up slowly, watched him forget everything in the past, and experienced life, old age, sickness and death again in the world, parting and friendship. Seeing him walking on the path I guided, watching his body decay and decay, coughing loudly to die, I was suddenly at a loss, what am I doing?"

   "Since I am attached to him, why should I make him suffer so much because of my own obsession."

   "When I realized that it was my persistence and madness that caused him to experience the pain of reincarnation again and again. I was so uncomfortable that my soul couldn't be at peace. How could I practice?"

  She looked at Qi Wuhuo, and said softly:

  "I know that I am now in the quagmire of attachment, and I know that I am bound by the thread of love and the net of love."

   "Cultivation will not improve."

   "But I still won't change my choice."

   "I will still fulfill the promise of the year, but this time it is no longer for monopoly and obsession."

  The girl said gently: "It's to rescue him from my obsession."

   "I will not go to practice until I have saved him on the right path of practice. If one life is not successful, it will be three times. If the third life is not successful, there is still a future. Even if I fall into reincarnation myself, I will not hesitate for him."

   "I already understand the avenue and cause and effect."

   "This body has been robbed, and I have already found out."

   "But little brother, it doesn't have to be broken, it's because I can't, I don't want to."

   "Although I can't get inside and outside the avenue, I never leave it for a moment."

   I found out, but I didn’t want to leave on my own, to be free...

  Qi Wuhuo felt that senior sisters and senior brothers were different.

  An obsessive person.

   One can't realize it.

   Comparing the two, the impact on the heart is more intense.

  He was silent for a while, and asked in doubt:

   "Even if it is because of being expelled from the division, is that the case?"

  Realist Yumiao replied: "Give up your choice in order to stay in the teacher's school, that is the way to lose me."

   "It is the real one who has a teacher's kindness."

  Compared with Yuyang's previous choice, Qi Wuhuo seemed to understand this answer, but he was also more confused.

  Realist Yumiao looked at the man tenderly and said nothing more.

  Now her gaze made Qi Wuhuo feel a kind of vastness and compassion that he didn't know how to describe.

  Nature is not ruthless, but it is no longer the kind of obsession with love, but more calm and grand.

  The young Taoist thought for a long time.

   slightly arched his hands towards the girl, picked up the jade slip, got up and left.

After walking a few steps, there was a sound of wind from behind, and a book was thrown towards Qi Wuhuo. Although the young man didn't have the innate qi, he was light and healthy after all, so he raised his hand to hold the book in his palm, The book collapsed in an instant, turned into light dust, flew into the young man's eyebrows, and turned into four huge and brilliant cloud seals—

   "Hunyuan Sword Code".

  Cultivation classics are divided into five categories, 【Miaofa】【Xuanzhang】【Yujue】【Taoist】【True Scripture】.

   This is already the second only to the scriptures.

  The girl said: "The teacher always describes me as a sword spirit, and I can be a real cultivator."

   "This is the sum of the kendo of my senior sister in this life."

Reverend Yumiao raised his head and looked at the young, calm and energetic young Taoist, just like seeing himself with a sword on his back, carefree, not bound by love, not entangled by cause and effect. At that time, when he was young, he felt heaven and earth It is vast, and you can cut everything in the world by raising your hand and drawing your sword, but I later learned that things in the world are not so simple.

  Excalibur is empty and sharp, but it is difficult to cut through love.

   Whether it's her or the boy in front of her.

  All must [see] themselves.

  She smiled and spoke, as if chatting with herself back then, and said:

"When I was young, I was always high-spirited and high-spirited. I took such a grand name, and I wanted to point my sword directly at the Dao Fruit of Hunyuan True Immortal. As a result, I was trapped here, maybe not that powerful. But it is possible to use it to get you started in the way of swordsmanship, and I really hope that you can one day, little brother, point your sword at the supreme realm of Hunyuan."

   "The first time a senior sister sees you, there should always be a greeting ceremony."

   "After all, see you next time, I won't recognize you."

   "Ah, wrong, it should be because I don't remember you."

   "If you still remember your senior sister, you don't have to bother me if you come here, just pick a flower by the side of the road."

  Yumiao smiled, her brows were warm and peaceful, and she was as calm and calm as the old man:

   "I planted it myself, it should be okay."

  Qi Wuhuo bowed his hands, turned and left without further words.

And the mysterious world that existed here has also dissipated, and the sea of ​​flowers and bamboo forests, just like in the past, the old man never noticed the arrival of the young Taoist priest, but only felt the difference in his wife, as if the knot in his wife's heart had been untied , calmly but sadly, asked: "What's wrong with you?"

   She replied, "Nothing."

  Her voice paused, then she smiled and said, "I just seem to see my young self."

  The man murmured: "Really? My youthful self."

  He sighed, and then said gently: "Then why don't you chase that one away?"

  Yumiao replied: "People will always grow up. The karma and effect are true, and the experience is also true. Naturally, there is no going back."

   "I don't want to go back either."

   "If so, it's easy to turn back."

   "Doesn't that mean that my struggles, my thoughts and gains and losses all the way are all fake?"

  She smiled gently, but in the words, after all, it was still the sword fairy back then, and it was the persistence that was once valued by the old man:

   "Even if it is false, I will go to the end of the path I chose."

   "Perhaps it was really a dead end at that time, then I would sigh and laugh, haha, it turned out to be just like this, but it was nothing."

   "The flowers are blooming just right today, do you want to come and see them?"

  She pushed her husband to the sea of ​​flowers, knowing clearly that she was going against the boy, but she didn't regret it.

   Just step forward, the distance is getting farther and farther.

   "Too much to forget about emotion, the lowest to be inferior to emotion."

   "But what you love."

   "In our generation."

  (end of this chapter)