MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 36 Up, down, down, there are three chances

  Chapter 36 Upper, middle and lower, there are three chances

  Qi Wuhuo only wrote these four sentences, and then took up the pen.

The old man stroked his beard and recited this couplet in a low voice, or it should be a four-line poem. He only felt that the words were simple and calm, and suddenly he laughed to himself, but he was a little happy, and said with a smile: "You still can't speak too much. Full."

   "Wuhuo, did you write this?"

  Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said frankly, "I don't have such a talent."

   "This is what I saw in my dream. It is a poem written by a layman named Qinglian. I haven't heard of his poems from other people. It should be possible to make couplets."

  The old man stroked his beard and smiled:

   "Good."

   Immediately regretted: "It seems that this elixir cannot be given to you."

With a sweep of the old man's sleeve robe, he had already put away the life-prolonging pills on the table, then reached into his cuff again and took out something. The one with the same characters printed on the Mountain God Talisman, like clouds and gas, is changeable, as if to show the magic of Taoism.

  The words fluctuate, as if they are going to fly out of the scroll, turning into birds, clouds, moonlight, and so on.

  The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "In that case, here is it for you."

   "This is the first of all dharmas. Ordinary people can practice it until the three flowers gather on the top, and the five energies are in harmony."

   "Understand the secrets of the sky, understand everything, and know changes."

   "Supernatural powers and wonderful methods, free and mysterious."

"If you practice it, you will be able to become a real person in the world within a hundred years. If you are willing to receive the emperor's amulet, you can also become an immortal official, and that's all. As Xingjun Yuanjun, it is not impossible for the world to have a Taoist place to worship you. At that time, you can be considered at ease, how about traveling in the North Sea at dusk?"

  Directly preach the Taoism.

   Such classics are placed in the several Daomen sects in the world today, and they are already the top core inheritance.

  If it is said that the elixir was still a person's carefree; then this scripture can already open a thousand-year-old dharma vein.

   Now it is placed directly in front of Qi Wuhuo.

  Qi Wuhuo naturally hoped to get this volume of scriptures, but he still asked:

   "Is my husband satisfied?"

  The old man stroked his beard for a long time, and replied with a smile: "The spirit of immortality is beyond words that ordinary people can write."

"But after all, it is written by one person. From the old man's point of view, the fairy spirit is enough, but I always feel that some talented disciple wrote it. It is okay for the old man's collection, but for the old man's Daolian, the tone is bad." A little bit."

  The boy was puzzled.

  The old man replied with a flat smile:

   "The world is so vast that no one dares to say it throughout the ages."

   "Give me longevity."

  Qi Wuhuo opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that this poem was out of date.

   "It's not enough to just have the atmosphere. There are also some Taoist sects in the world, and various couplets are written on the mountain gates. For example, this..."

  The old man tapped casually with his fingers.

A drop of water flew out of the teacup, and then turned into a picture. In an instant, the wind and waves turned, and the surroundings seemed to be on the top of the mountain. Qi Wuhuo was stunned. Like a fairy, someone turns into a light, coming and going like lightning, the highest point of this cloud is actually a Taoist temple, simple and ordinary, with a couplet in front.

  Qi Wuhuo widened his eyes and looked around.

  On his usually calm face, there was a look of youthful eagerness to try.

  The old man smiled and said, "Come and try."

Qi Wuhuo didn't know what this sentence meant yet, so he felt a mysterious feeling, as if he could control the image evolved from this drop of water, so with a subconscious movement of his soul, the image instantly pulled in and crossed that Layers of mysterious Taoist temples on the top of the mountain came to the simple Taoist temple.

   Some of them are meditating.

  The front is a couplet.

  Dao runs through Yin and Yang, the psychic division of the Three Realms Jizang.

  Yunheng Taidai, Wanshan Jishou worships Tianzun!

   Magnificent.

And Qi Wuhuo's own primordial spirit manipulated the picture to hover above the Taoist temple. Seeing the flowers bloom and fall, the blue clouds and waves, he was happy for a while, but after all, his cultivation was not enough. When he went to see the couplet, he did not control it. good.

   A trace of breath leaked out.

  In an instant, this drop of water could not maintain the original harmonious posture, and it burst open.

   During the burst, Qi Wuhuo seemed to see that the Taoist meditating in this Taoist temple seemed to wake up and wanted to open his eyes.

However, Qi Wuhuo didn't see him open his eyes, but he saw the pictures around him shattered, and he had a faint feeling of falling from the nine heavens. Seeing all things leave me, the clouds and rays of light collapsed together, his complexion paled a little. Bai, the sleeve robe was swept away, and even the white paper on the table with the poems written on it flew down, and it really fell into the sea of ​​clouds, blue waves, and Taoist temple.

  Qi Wuhuo almost thought that he was about to fall, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the cuff of the old man next to him, but suddenly felt a chill between his brows, and suddenly woke up, it was the drop of tea that fell, that's all.

  The old man laughed.

  The young man's complexion was reddish, he let go of the old man's cuff, and said, "It's just that I'm a little...afraid of heights."

  He will still show the spirit of a young man in front of the old man after all, he raised his hands and wiped his forehead indiscriminately, then sat upright, supporting his face, not squinting, only his ears and pinnae were red.

   "Slightly, a little bit."

  The old man laughed loudly, pointed at him and nodded:

"awesome!"

   "I have never seen a mountain **** who is afraid of heights."

  Qi Wuhuo's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

  The old man passed this section, instead of continuing to tease this young and mature child, he stroked his beard and smiled:

   "You have also seen the couplet just now. There are so many ways in the human world."

   "Either it is worshiping Tianzun, or it is worshiping Jiuxiao. It's not bad, it's just that the old man doesn't like it very much."

   "It seems that there are ten thousand taels of gold and silver in the family, and it is necessary to tell the world."

"If it's not like this style, it's like [Taiyue Pi Hongmeng, watch the purple sky rise, the golden palace is flying, a few pestles are clear and the bells are always loud] [harmony and righteousness, enlightenment of hegemony disappears, fairy trails and waters, Qianqiu Zhengdao Always haunting] and the like, not chic enough."

   "It must be clean and calm, unrestrained and immortal, but not too cumbersome and boring."

   "Is it possible to do it without confusion?"

   "Especially, if it's from the old man's own perspective."

  The old man looked at him jokingly, making things difficult for him.

  However, this volume of scriptures is to be given to him seriously, enough to serve as his defense.

  The boy thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Yes."

  The old man was surprised.

  Qi Wuhuo recalled a little, and it was still the words in the dream.

  In a volume of stories, one is also a Taoist, whose Tao name is called the couplet written by Zhen Yuanzi.

  That was just what I saw in a dream. The words in the story are illusory rather than real, so it is okay.

  The supernatural powers are great, but the old man in front of him is not inferior at all.

  Qi Wuhuo picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote it down.

  The old man was surprised, stroked his beard and lowered his eyes, but saw the young man write the words, and read:

   "Immortal Mansion of Immortality."

   "Same longevity as heaven."

   Overbearing? It's not domineering, it's just an ordinary Taoist family.

  But the sense of calmness, slowness, majesty, and immensity almost filled the paper.

  Eternal life, same life as the sky.

  It's just my ordinary Taoist family.

  The text is not as good as the previous one, but the charm is really masterful.

   Take your time.

  Majestic.

  The old man stroked his beard and recited it several times, then he burst out laughing and said, "Good, the best!"

   "I really like it!"

   "It seems that this volume of scriptures can not be given to you, hahaha."

  The old man stretched out his hand and put away the volume of Taoism scriptures, then stroked Qi Wuhuo's head with his hand, and said overjoyedly:

   "Now, I [remember your name] too!"

   "After three days, I will meet someone."

   "At that time."

   "Wuhuo, follow me."

   "I don't give you pills, I don't give you dharma, the gift I gave you is a fate, how about it?!"

  (end of this chapter)