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MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 9 not broken promise
Chapter 9 is not a promise
Twice Q&A.
The answer becomes more and more concise.
Qi Wuhuo then stood up, raised his hand and pointed his finger at each other, saluted and bowed down:
"Please teach me, old man."
The old man received his salute, then raised his hand to help him up, and said with a smile:
"It seems that this dream is quite good for you, so I accept your gift."
"But what you ask for, I can't teach you."
"Longevity is what you want to find, what you want to find. It's not like a teacher in the world who teaches students. You can give it to you if you want it. It's not a book. You get this book, read it, and you will get it." .”
"The fate between you and me is not here"
After that, no matter what, he refused to talk about these things again. Qi Wuhuo's nature is not a person who pushes forward and asks forcibly, so he will not continue.
After the old man finished his meal, he went to the yard to make tea.
Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and recalled the experience in the dream.
The specific things experienced in a certain year and month have been dispersed and forgotten, but the self-realization after a few major events still remains. It seems unreasonable that there is no way of cultivation in the world, how can mortals conquer monsters?
It seems that it is a dream after all. The world in the dream may be related to the world he thinks. Qi Wuhuo has seen monsters who are psychic incarnations of wild beasts, so the demon country is still there. Qi Wuhuo knows that there are imperial examination books, so there are , but at that time he didn't think that there were immortals, so this section was particularly vague in his dream.
But what about that mountain **** Qiongyu?
Qi Wuhuo does not know.
What is the relationship between the events in the dream and the present world?
Qi Wuhuo also doesn't know.
Just sit with your eyes closed, with a peaceful mind and a long breath.
It seems to be able to feel the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, as if to feel the sound of the snowflakes slowly melting outside, to hear the feeling of the 800-mile wind passing by the mountains and rivers outside the town, as if to see the kingdom of demons that I saw when I was young, Tragedy in the world, after seeing myself in a mess for seventy years, I was no more than a **** after all, unable to really do anything.
Of course, there is no way, there is another way.
Slowly, Qi Wuhuo's eyebrows stretched, his expression peaceful.
Between the brows, there is a spiritual light growing out.
The old man was making tea, looked up and nodded slightly:
"Cultivating the spirit and spirit, about 50 years of cultivating the gods; now it can operate spontaneously, it seems that even if I don't meet the old man, with his understanding, he will also come into contact with the matter of practice."
"However, among the three spirits, one is strong and the other is weak."
"Although there is a heart for the Tao, there are hidden dangers, which is not a good thing."
"Accidentally, I went to be seduced by the City God and became a Yin God."
"So, before leaving, he should be given another chance..."
The old man travels around the world and enlightens the common people. Qi Wuhuo was able to break his self-consciousness in a big dream.
But he didn't expect Qi Wuhuo's performance to be better than he expected.
What you do in your dream is just like your heart.
The good ones are still good, and the evil ones will not change. It is a way to see the nature with a clear mind. After seeing the method of this life, Qi Wuhuo's 50 years of recuperation kung fu, and the true pain There is not much difference after 50 years of cultivation.
However, it takes fifty years for ordinary people to cultivate their minds.
A dream come true.
It's no wonder that this pillow will shatter directly.
The old man nodded.
………
Qi Wuhuo was sitting upright with peace of mind, unknowingly entered a dream-like state, his consciousness seemed to have risen in the dark, he 'saw' the surroundings of his home, and 'saw' the pedestrians passing by , the sky was high and the clouds were clear, suddenly 'seeing' a carriage stopped outside the alley.
Then one of them got out of the carriage and was heading towards his home.
Obviously at least 500 steps away, Qi Wuhuo saw the appearance of that person at a glance.
"Is that Li Puyu?"
Li Puyu is a disciple of Mr. Su.
And the Li family is the largest family in the city. They came here suddenly a few years ago. The family has a lot of money, and soon bought a large property, and sent their children to study under the famous scholars. Protected by a good hand, it looks like a powerful party.
Although Qi Wuhuo has never had much contact with them.
But after all, the other party is Mr. Su's disciple, and it seems that he came directly to him, so he can't be rude, so he planned to open the door, and suddenly fell down, as if he was in a dream, and then he wanted to get up. There is a reaction, naturally.
………
Li Puyu walked forward stepping on the dirty snow with one deep step and one shallow step.
"Damn..."
"It's really hard to walk."
This is the edge of the town. There are many people living here. People come and go, and the dust on the dirt road can never be swept away. The snow melts and mixes with the soil and turns black, and the black is mixed with snow and ice. Not to mention dirty, it's hard to get off your feet.
Li Puyu looked at the dark and dirty snow on her shoe, and the corners of her eyes kept jumping.
These are custom-made boots in Fucheng Tianzhifang.
Now the price of goods is ten catties of white flour, and the price is ten qian.
Seven small cars of coal and earth in winter cost only two cents a penny.
And this pair of boots alone already has three taels of silver.
Equivalent to a granary keeper's salary for one year!
At this time, I am very envious of the skilled Jianghu hired by the family next to me. My feet will not collapse when I step on the dirty snow, and my pair of shoes and clothes are still clean.
"Hoo..."
Li Puyu withdrew her gaze, let out a breath, and suppressed the restlessness in her heart.
looked up at the broken house a few hundred meters away.
Today, my second uncle came back from business in the capital, and a few days later there will be a big banquet at home, but my father wants to invite this shabby householder who has not even been able to enter the door of his wife; not only to invite, but also to come and visit in person.
What is my identity, what is the identity of this poor boy in front of me?
Call a servant at random, I am afraid that this poor boy will be respectful.
Want to come by yourself?
But his father had a strong prestige at home, so Li Puyu didn't dare not listen, and even if he felt unhappy, he still came over honestly. The distance of five hundred steps was more difficult than the five miles on the main road, and finally he stopped. When he settled down, he let out a breath, and his forehead was already sweating a little.
Patting his face, a friendly smile piled up on his face.
One hand raised and knocked on the door, and the other hand pulled the cuff that was hanging down with this hand.
Fingers haven't dropped yet.
Amidst the creaking sound, the wooden door has been opened inwards, as if the arrival is unknown, Li Puyu's fingers just rubbed against the door and slipped down, the flowers and trees in the courtyard moved with the wind, and the petals mixed with white snow fell on the shoulder of the boy who opened the door. Dressed in simple civilian clothes, neat black hair, eyes as black as stars, quietly looking at Li Puyu.
Waiting for customers for a long time.
Li Puyu was stunned.
It took a while to recover.
Here, is this Qi Wuhuo?
At that moment, he seemed to see Su Fuzi, as if he had walked into the capital when he was young, and saw the peace and tranquility of that majestic city.
"Brother Li, what are you doing here?"
Qi Wuhuo spoke.
Just now Li Puyu realized what he was going to do, first he raised his hand instinctively, then paused, then subconsciously bowed his hands, and stammered: "Senior Brother Qi, yes, it is my father who wants me to invite you to my house for a meal potluck."
"Just, just like that."
"My uncle is back from the capital, so we can chat about the scenery of the capital."
Qi Wuhuo originally planned to decline politely, but when he heard this, he suddenly paused, remembering the capital city he saw in his dream. He didn’t know if it was true or not.
"...Then, I'm going to interrupt."
Li Puyu breathed a sigh of relief:
"Ah, don't bother don't bother, don't bother at all."
"Instead, I came to look for you, and I really troubled you, Senior Brother Qi."
Qi Wuhuo stepped aside and said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"
"No, no, I have other things."
"I won't bother senior brother today."
"Brother, don't send it away."
"Senior brother stay a step."
"Brother farewell!"
Li Puyu could barely bear the inexplicable sense of oppression, and fled. When Qi Wuhuo was still a little puzzled, his footsteps swayed suddenly, and he felt dizzy and almost fell in front of him.
It's just that a gust of wind entangled him, caught him, and then came back in a whirl, and put Qi Wuhuo in front of the stone table. The old man who made the tea shook his head and said, "You have good qualifications and better understanding, but you It is too reckless to let the [God] out."
Qi Wuhuo felt a sharp pain in his forehead, wondering: "God?"
The old man pointed at the center of his brows, and said simply and directly: "Just now you released your spirit and enveloped the surroundings for several miles. This is accumulated in that dream, but your body is still weak and cannot support such consumption."
"Everything is a little Spirit."
"One life is two, it is yin and yang, **** and fate."
"Sex is the heart and spirit; fate is the breath and flesh and blood."
"Where the avenue is, it is all about the cultivation of life and soul."
"You are strong and weak now. Although you can have some means that surpass ordinary people, I still have to say something to you."
"Without fate, how will **** survive?!"
"Only if your body is strong enough can you support your mind, otherwise, you may even drag down your body and kill yourself because your mind is too strong."
"This is the reason why the so-called [Heaven is jealous of talents] in the world. The so-called deep love will not live long, and Huiji will be hurt because of this. You need to solve this matter, otherwise it will inevitably die early."
The old man frowned and looked at Qi Wuhuo, shook his head and smiled to himself:
"Forget it, I just said I can't teach you."
"Now I only pass you a trick, it's not a broken promise."
"It's not a broken promise."
"come over."
PS: The first update.
Price part comes from Shen Bang's "Wan Shu Miscellaneous Notes"
The practice part comes from Bai Yuchan, the fifth patriarch of the Taoist sect
(end of this chapter)