I Am Immortal

  Chapter 60 One Worship Three Fragrances

After his voice fell, the girl in the mirror visibly stiffened, and then seemed to be shaking backwards and almost sat on the ground, making a thumping sound, then there was the sound of gasping for air after hitting something, the sound of flustered hands, and finally With a clatter, the girl popped up and got very close:

   "Qiqiqi...Qi Wuhuo?"

  She seemed to have just stepped back in surprise, bumped into something, wiped some dust on her face, but her eyes were bright:

   "You learned it?!"

   "Have you learned it so quickly!"

   "You really are a genius!"

  Qi Wuhuo nodded, thought for a while, and replied gently: "I should have learned it."

The girl over there seemed to be full of joy, cheered, and when she was about to speak, there were layers of ripples on the mirror surface, and even if they dispersed, the aura of the spell disappeared, and Qi Wuhuo suddenly felt a wave of shock. With a sense of exhaustion and exhaustion of vitality and primordial spirit, there was even a faint tingling between the eyebrows, and he let out a muffled snort.

  The mirror fell down and fell into the boy's cuff.

  Qi Wuhuo didn't make too much noise, even if it was as if the severe pain tore the eyebrows, after all, the others were still sleeping peacefully. It's just the hand-knotted mudra method, breathing out to nourish the soul and cultivate life.

  The slight tingling between the eyebrows passed for a while before it slowly ended.

  Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes after a long time, with a calm voice:

   "Cultivation is...not enough."

   "Cultivate one's nature, one's life, and one's life. If one's foundation is not enough, even if one can learn thousands of spells and supernatural powers, it will be useless."

  Qi Wuhu talked to himself.

   Rubbing the mirror with her fingers, she suddenly said: "But, you should always tell her the situation... so as not to be worried."

  The young Taoist lowered his eyes, recalling the scripture just now, thoughtfully: "If a person wants to see an image, he must use his eyes and use the aura of his eyes, but since he is sending a message, he does not necessarily have to meet face to face..."

  Qi Wuhuo stared at the piece of scriptures and mantras, carefully considered, and finally thought about it.

   "In this case, you only need to rely on its method of circulation and change and this magic weapon."

   "The written text just passes over it."

  Qi Wuhuo circulated his vitality, and his fingers landed on the mirror, pulling his vitality and soul to write slowly.

[My current cultivation base is not enough, and I can't operate this kind of method at will, but I try to use the basic operation method of this method only to send a message to you. Before my cultivation base is sufficient, maybe I can only use this method comminicate】

  【This method is not difficult, I will record the method here. 】

  This mirror is extremely mysterious. The words turn into streams of light and disappear in the mirror, and then reach an extremely distant place.

  Finally, Qi Wuhuo wrote down: "Today I parted from my teacher, and I saw many things."

   "Next, I have to walk this road by myself. I should see this world in my own way."

"When passing through Juyun Mountain, I met many interesting mountain elves. They showed me the way and let me come to Fucheng. The mountain after rain will be very beautiful. It is foggy. Speaking of where I was originally , is also in Zhongzhou, but it is snowing, but it is raining here, which is also very mysterious, and those mountain elves talked about many interesting topics."

   "Say the flowers bloom brilliantly in spring, and say that the clouds flow over the mountains and rivers like water in the autumn and winter mornings. They will open their mouths and let the clouds pass by the corners of their mouths like silk, and then laugh and play happily together."

   "They said their favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If there is a chance, I will buy some for them..."

  Qi Wuhuo paused, thinking that just writing what he saw and heard was a bit too selfish after all.

  His character has always been restrained, so he thought about it and wrote:

   "I wonder if you like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

   "It smells fragrant and tastes sweet."

   "If you like it, next time I have a chance to go, I will bring it to you."

   "Good day."

   "Qi Wuhuo."

Lifting his finger, there seemed to be a faint aura of vitality spreading out in the void. Qi Wuhuo grasped it slightly, and realized that most of the consumption was actually borne by this mirror. If only words were used, with his current cultivation base and Realm, can afford this magical power.

  Finally, behind the mirror, I added a sentence after the mantra I wrote.

  Somewhat young minded.

  —【Cultivation level is very low, I can’t use it as I wish, so I cut it out and created it myself】

  —【Qi Wuhuo put pen to paper】

  Think about it, if one day many people will use spells that also have my name, it seems interesting.

   I just waited for a while, but the girl has not replied yet.

  Qi Wuhuo had no choice but to put the mirror away.

  Meditate with eyes closed.

   Enron quietly in it.

   Surroundings don't bother him.

The next morning, when those beggars woke up, they had a good stretch. They just felt full of energy, and the pain caused by the experience all the time seemed to be cleared away. Looking at the sunshine outside, I feel that with such a good weather today, some good things should happen. My heart has changed, and my spirit has also changed.

   Only then did I realize that what changed around me was not just the warmth of the sun, but the fact that the earth temple had been swept away.

  Everything that was originally piled up in a mess has been cleaned.

  The sundries accumulated in the corner of the wall are used to prop up the wall with some gaps, so it is much warmer and cleaner.

The beggar wiped his eyes, got up and pushed open the door, he saw the world of mortals coming and going outside, the young Taoist went to get the broom from nowhere, and swept the floor peacefully, he had already tidied up the house, the beggar subconsciously laughed and said : "This, here is just an earth temple, and no one is there, and no one will thank you for your behavior."

  The boy replied in a gentle voice: "Don't you live here?"

  The beggar froze for a moment, feeling speechless for some reason.

   "Besides, thanks to the Landlord's shelter for one night, sweeping the snow in front of his house is something that should be done."

  The young Taoist lowered his head and finished sweeping the floor.

Standing up and looking at the statue of the earth temple, I saw that it seemed that no one had managed the statue for a long time. It was covered with cobwebs and covered with dust, and the old statue of the land **** who was looking at the outside with a smile was a little more quaint. The feeling of forgetting.

   Dilapidated and lonely.

While Qi Wuhuo was looking at the statue of the land, a beggar who had just woken up suddenly yawned, but when he stood up, his footsteps faltered suddenly, and he fell directly to the ground. He yelled out loudly, rushed forward, and when he was crying, he heard the young man say humanely: "Can you make room for a little bit?"

   "Let me see..."

  The leader of the beggar said: "You know medical skills?!"

   "Well, I learned from a gentleman before."

  Qi Wuhuo replied, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and asked, "What do you... do for a living?"

The man with a fairly strong bone hesitated for a while, and said: "It's a shabby household, each has its own reasons, and I don't want to talk about it. Now, I'll do a part-time job in the city. If there is a place to manage meals, I will eat. If not, I have to go along the street to beg for food. Now it is raining heavily in winter, and it has been very cold for the past few days. It is difficult to do some hard work. I originally planned to do some work today..."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "I see..."

  After he felt his pulse, he raised his hand.

   "The energy mechanism is weakened, the spirit is exhausted, and the body is also much weaker."

   "Very curable."

  The man hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with my brother?! Do you have any ideas, Mr. Daoist? Let's find a way..."

   "There's always a way!"

  Qi Wuhuo stretched out his hand into his bosom, and then let the man stretch out his hand.

  Put five big coins in the man's palm, and smiled:

   "Just go out and find a seller of steamed buns, buy three or five steamed buns just out of the pan, and that's it."

  The man held five big coins: "Ah?!"

  The lying beggar said: "I'm so hungry..."

  Everyone froze for a moment, then burst into laughter, the man's face turned red, he kicked him, and said loudly:

   "You bastard, you scared me to death!"

Immediately got up and ran towards the outside, pushed open the door, a lively voice rushed in, the world of mortals, lively and noisy, with many troubles, but also seemed cute, the young Taoist got up, the cloud sleeves flowed, and again He took three incense sticks, bowed slightly to the statue of the old land, and then burned the incense, thanking him for taking care of him and protecting him this night.

The man spent all the five big coins, bought a lot of steamed buns, and spent some of his own money to buy a meat bun. He was a little worried, thinking that he was a beggar in exchange for the buns. The Taoist would be disgusted, but when he came back, he had disappeared the young Taoist, his face froze with joy, and asked those people, but no one noticed when the young Taoist left.

   Just grab the buns and eat them.

  The man was short of breath: "Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat!"

   "Where are people?!"

  Everyone just said they didn't know.

  Only in front of the statue of the land, there are three pillars of fragrance, and the three plants of fragrance, the wind blows continuously, curling up to the top.

  Land smiled and looked at the world of mortals ahead.

   It's just that the statue trembled faintly, and there were a few more cracks.

  In the world of mortals, a young Taoist priest wears a blue Taoist robe and carries a sword box on his back. The warm and cool winter sun falls on the young man.

  Stuffing a steamed bun into his mouth, he walked into the world of mortals in a leisurely manner.

   "Well, it's delicious."

  The juvenile side was full of people.

   A carriage was facing him and passed by.

  In the carriage, an extraordinary and beautiful girl suddenly woke up, her face was pale, as if she had been in an inescapable nightmare.

  The one sitting in front of him was a young man who was a little bit younger. He was startled when he saw this, and then a concerned look appeared on his face, and he said:

   "Did you have that nightmare again?"

   "Sister Qiongyu."

  (end of this chapter)