MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 41 climber, descender

  Chapter 41 Uphill people, downhill people

Qi Wuhuo pressed the alchemy furnace with one hand, and the vitality flow changed. He poured many herbal liquids into it, and then tempered the properties of the medicine, condensing it into Yangyuan pill. In fact, his alchemy technique is not so subtle. There are also some immature, even obvious mistakes.

   Among these mountain gods, some alchemy techniques are more proficient than his.

  But the boy raised his hand and directly used the power of the mountain **** to attract the brilliance of the sun and the moon. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw a majestic scene that he had never seen before.

  Using the sun and the moon to open a furnace to make alchemy, they have existed for three to five hundred years, but they have never seen such a way of raising their hands!

The sun, the moon, and the streamer were included in the elixir. Qi Wuhuo's comprehension of the elixir only came from the general outline, but when he was refining alchemy, he suddenly had a faint understanding that the sun is yang, and yang is the heart, the nature, and the primordial spirit. The moon is yin, yin is the kidney, and the essence is also, and the golden crow and jade rabbit also refer to the sun and the moon.

   How strange.

  The alchemy method handed down by the old man is obviously the method of refining the outer alchemy, but it is also the way of refining the inner alchemy.

   Could it be said that in the eyes of practice, [the inside and the outside are one, and there is no difference between the human body and the heaven and the earth]?

  Is it a practice method comprehended from the method of alchemy?

   Or did you understand alchemy from the cultivation method?

Qi Wuhuo had a faint understanding, and felt that the method passed down by the old man seems to be particularly good at alchemy. This is not only a method of internal cultivation, but also a very high-level alchemy technique. Even alchemy is also a practice. Kung fu, and practicing kung fu is alchemy.

   "Refining panacea to achieve medicine, there is only immortality in the world..."

   "Achievement medicine, longevity ash."

   "This is not just the general outline of alchemy, it should also be one of the general outlines of cultivation."

  Qi Wuhuo was enlightened, so he collected the pills according to the method of practicing breath circulation, a burst of strange fragrance flowed, and the pill furnace suddenly vibrated violently.

  The alchemy furnace is turned on.

Pills flew out one by one with flowing light. Qi Wuhuo had the innate one-qi state at the moment, so although he was a little flustered at first, he still put away all the pills, not letting any one fall outside, and said: "This is a elixir for nourishing qi. If a practitioner takes it, it can improve his own vitality."

  The strong man took the elixir, and changed his previous plan to come here to meet the neighbors of the mountain god. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Today the Lord of the Mountain has taken over the position, and I have a gift for you, please don't dislike it." Immediately, he took out a jade box, and inside it was a ginseng with perfect roots, emitting a faint golden streamer. For mundane things, many other mountain gods also got up, saying that there are gifts to offer.

  Some gave a pair of white walls, some gave a famous piano, and some presented a sword.

But more of them are rare treasures in the mountains, all kinds of elixir, which have been three to five hundred years old, and the aura flows, and ordinary people can increase their vitality just by taking one bite, and those who practice can swallow one, and they can instantly After replenishing his vitality, there were many kinds of things on the table, Qi Wuhuo didn't refuse this time, and used the storage ability of the sword box to put these things away.

   Taigong Tao stroked his beard. The gift he had originally prepared was a pill, but now he paused and took out a book instead.

   Fumbled with the palm of his hand, and then gently placed the jade book on the table under the astonished eyes of everyone.

  It is made of white jade, and each one is listed in gold.

Tao Taigong seemed to be a little bit attached, but finally let go, and said with a smile: "This is a little accumulation of my old man, which records the names and auras of many mountain gods and lands in the vast area of ​​Zhongzhou. , When encountering hardships, use mana to stimulate this jade book, if the mountain gods and earth are by your side and feel the breath of supernatural powers, they will come to help."

  The old man didn't have the slightest philistinism or calculation of benefits this time, he just bowed his hands and sighed deeply:

   "You showed me the avenue, as it should be."

   "If that's not the case, I feel ashamed in my heart, and I can't make progress after all."

  Qi Wuhuo took the jade book after returning the gift, and put it away.

Seeing that everyone was immersed in comprehension, did not say anything, and got up to leave, the little deer spirit noticed his movements. When he got up, the young man bent down with a slight smile, and gently rubbed the head of the spirit beast with one hand, The fingers of one hand were raised up and pressed against his lips, a strand of black hair was hanging down his temples, and the corners of his eyes were smiling clearly.

   Then whispered:

"I am leaving."

  When the two Dharma protectors were about to **** him down the mountain, Qi Wuhuo said:

   "According to the agreement of the year, discuss the Dao every three years, and open the alchemy furnace every year."

  The two generals said respectfully: "Yes!"

After hesitating for a while, they took a step forward, bowed their hands in salute, and said, "Master Mountain God, we looked down on you because of your age, please don't..." Before they finished speaking, when they raised their heads, they saw that Qi Wuhuo had already Turning around and leaving, the blue-shirted boy waved his hands with his back to them, expressing that he didn't care, and took a few steps with the sword box behind his back.

   Gradually drifting away, it has gone deep into the mountains, in the clouds and mist, and can no longer be seen.

   Xi for this.

  The wind sees off the winter steps.

   Walking gradually, the mountain turns around and enters the depths of the clouds.

  …………

After Qi Wuhuo left, he didn't just leave. Instead, he turned around, went to find Huang Jing, and greeted him. The little man got up and stood on his shoulder. The young man teased the man with his fingers. Immediately, Huang Jing, who has a thousand years of practice, looked around with a smile: "It seems that when he left, he helped you arrange a very powerful formation."

   "Based on his behavior when he left, you are safe enough here."

After teasing and playing, the little man transformed from Huang Jing's vitality escaped into the ground again. The boy got up and walked along the whole mountain. He took out the gifts that the mountain gods gave him earlier. The elixir of a hundred years of vitality, and then found a hidden place along the road, dug up the ground, and replanted these elixir.

  These panaceas are here and can continue to grow.

  The aura of the mountain will also become stronger, and these elixir will also emit vitality, slowly transforming an area.

Qi Wuhuo planted the last mountain ginseng, watched its aura gradually spread, exhaled slightly, and when he stood up, he looked at the mountain in front of him. He came here when he was young, relying on the He survived only with some fresh fruits and dead firewood. He slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile, "The New Year's Day is coming soon, Shan, I wish you happiness too."

   Since there is no response.

  The boy himself was amused by himself.

Turning around and going down the mountain, I also picked up some pine cones along the way. The shriveled and fruitless ones are also good firewood. There are still some fruits left over. The weather is very cold in winter and they are not easy to rot. After a while, I picked up a basket. Then I took a sip, put it on my mouth and took a bite, the juice was sweet and just quenched my thirst. After talking about it for almost a whole day, even a practitioner would be thirsty.

   Turned a few roads, but heard a noisy voice, and walked forward, but saw a group of people in front of them, walking forward with drums and gongs.

   Zheng and Qi Wuhuo bumped into each other.

   At first, there were several strong men carrying the sedan chair, but on the sedan chair was a statue of a mountain **** wrapped in silk and satin.

The statue is wrapped full of red silk and satin, on which are written all the best, the mountain **** Pudu and other beautiful words, and next to it are the officials in the town, and the outsiders are all dressed in silk and satin, neat and beautiful. Walking down the mountain, carrying a basket on his back, while eating, his cuffs were stained with black mud from the elixir he planted just now, first he was astonished, and then his eyes showed some contempt.

   On the surface, he was still very polite, and he cupped his hands and said:

   "Ouch, I said the magpie crowed today."

   "It turned out to be Mr. Qi Xiao. In the middle of winter, if you don't stay warm at home, what are you doing on the mountain?"

  Qi Wuhuo replied: "I picked up some firewood."

"Oh I got it."

   "We gathered people from the whole city and made a statue for the mountain god. This is to repair the temple with the statue."

"Before, it was because there were no elders in Wuhuo's family, so I didn't know you. Hehe, if you have time in the future, you can come to the mountain to offer incense. After all, you are also from our city, and you know the mountain god. "

   "Don't worry, I won't charge you for sesame oil."

   "I did it for you."

  Yuanwailang greeted with a smile.

  Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

   "Thank you."

   "Thank you."

  The member said with a smile again: "This road is a bit narrow..."

The blue-shirted boy nodded, then stepped sideways, watching many people walking up the mountain, and there were some holding large plaques on both sides, then looked away, continued to take a bite of the frozen sorbet, and walked down the mountain, walking briskly , with a woven bamboo building on her back, one hand pulling the **** the shoulder, a **** fell on the shoulder, carving the black hair hanging from the sideburns of a teenager.

  A fourteen-year-old child walked down the mountain facing the wind, and he was actually quite handsome.

  Shangshanren.

   Downhill person.

  When the boy walked down the mountain, he threw the remaining half of the pears to the big yellow dog wagging its tail at him, and waved his hand to let the **** go away. Seeing the smoke rising from the kitchen at dusk, he heard the voice of yelling behind him, and said—

   "Respect—Mountain God!"

  He finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

  (end of this chapter)