Under the glorious afterglow of the sunset, the streets of H City are very lively, and those who set up night markets, buy grilled sausages, and dispose of socks are all set up stalls on the roadside under Yang Yu's villa.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a yellow bag on his back, and clear eyes slowly walked towards the door of Yang Yu's villa.

Yang Yu slept and woke up after the injury on his body was healed, but that day he heard the costume girl say something after a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, Yang Yu decided to practice harder, he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Hu Yuxuan's safety, at this time Yang Yu was sitting on the balcony of the villa with Hu Yuxuan in his arms to study Zhang Ailing's novel "Love in a Fallen City", as Yang Yu read this article attentively, he couldn't help but feel some sad taste in the book from the words Huqin, moon, mosquito coil, mirror, empty room, etc.

At this time, Lao Dao, who was carrying a yellow sack, suddenly jumped onto the balcony of Yang Yu's house, which made Yang Yu startled, and Hu Yuxuan also curled up in Yang Yu's arms with a shocked face and said, "How did you get in!"

Lao Dao ignored Hu Yuxuan and said to Yang Yu quietly: "Boy, I'll take you to a place, come with me." ”

Yang Yu held Hu Yuxuan's hand and said, "Wait for me at home, I will go out with him if the Taoist chief has something to do with me." ”

The last time Yang Yu fought with that ragged man in Hanshan Temple, Hu Yuxuan could see that Yang Yu was not an ordinary person, and this mysterious arrival of the old Tao made Hu Yuxuan more determined in his thoughts.

As the night gradually condensed into jet black, there were no stars or moon in the sky, only a faint layer of clouds floating in the sky.

Yang Yu followed Lao Dao in a remote mountain col in the western suburbs of H City, and Lao Dao didn't say anything along the way, and Yang Yu didn't ask anything, so the two ran silently in the deserted mountain col in the western suburbs.

There was a bright lightning bolt in the clouds in the sky from time to time, but not a drop of rain fell in the night sky, and when Yang Yu felt a little tired, Lao Dao took him to stop on a barren flat slope in the mountain pass.

Lao Dao said quietly: "Take a look at the surrounding scenery, it will definitely make you feel something!"

Yang Yu looked at the dark night, and a bright lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, and Yang Yu saw two simple mounds of earth covered with wild grass through the bright light of the lightning, there were no wreaths on these mounds, and no cypress trees were planted, so it can be said that there was not even a decent stone in front of the mound.

Seeing all this, Yang Yu felt that there was an indescribable sadness in his heart, he was not afraid of any nonsense such as ghosts, Yang Yu just thought that he would be buried in these loess in a hundred years, and he felt an inexplicable fear, he had never thought of fear before.

Lao Dao looked at the large and small graves and said: "What is buried inside are my wife and daughter, although I refined the pill to save their lives as much as possible, but they still left me, and I live alone in this world, so the path of our qi cultivators is bleak and lonely." ”

Yang Yu listened to Lao Dao's words silently, and then looked at the large and small earth graves that could be vaguely seen on the wasteland under the night, Yang Yu seemed to understand the loneliness in Lao Dao's heart. ”

Lao Dao stood on the hill with his hands in his hands and said: "Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, we qi practitioners are a group of people who are fighting with the sky and fighting against God all the time, but it is a pity that the qi practitioner has withered with the passage of time, so I know that the qi practitioners in this world are only a handful of them." ”

In the dark night, Yang Yu scratched his head and wondered: "Since the master said that qi practitioners have a long life, how many years can they live." ”

Lao Dao's deep eyes narrowed into a slit and said: "If you can reach the early stage of refining and refining qi, you can have a lifespan of three hundred years, and if you reach the middle stage of refining and refining qi, you can have a lifespan of eight hundred years, and if you reach the late stage of refining and refining qi, you can have a life of eight hundred years, as for the realm behind refining and refining qi, it is impossible to cultivate on the earth where the spiritual qi is thin today unless you encounter a great opportunity." ”

"Then master, what kind of realm are you?" Yang Yu couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he heard Lao Dao's words, and asked calmly.

Lao Dao looked at the large and small tombs under the mountain range with nostalgia and reluctance, and said deeply: "I am a qi practitioner in the later stage of refining and refining qi, maybe to some extent I am not even a qi practitioner, only a qi practitioner in the realm of refining qi and transforming the god can be regarded as an upright qi practitioner, maybe you can't think that I have lived for more than 600 years, I can see the supreme avenue in front of me, I can't touch it, this is the saddest, once I can't reach the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, I will also turn into a handful of loess and disappear." ”

"Master, you shouldn't think so, even if you only have two hundred years left to live, you still have to live longer than ordinary people, and you can earn it. Yang Yu tried to enlighten the old way.

Lao Dao's somewhat wrinkled eyes burst out with a ray of fine light: "Boy, you are wrong in this sentence, cultivating the Tao is a kind of persistence, a kind of pursuit, maybe when you reach the realm of mine one day, you will know that asking for it is the greatest pain in the world." ”

When Yang Yu heard this, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "If the husband is close, there will be many tourists, and if the danger is far, there will be few people." And the wonder of the world, the strange, the extraordinary view, often lies in the danger, and the people are rare, so the non-aspiring people can not reach it. ”

"Okay! I didn't expect you kid to also know the writings of Wang Lao Immortal, at that time, Wang Lao Immortal was relying on the continuous thinking of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, plants and trees, insects and fish, birds and beasts to achieve the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, he is really a genius who has a unique path among our qi practitioners. The old man seemed to be recalling something, and he was fascinated.

Hearing Lao Dao's words, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel that his worldview was completely subverted, he thought to himself that it was too incredible to be able to achieve the insurmountable realm of refining qi and transforming gods by just relying on traveling in the mountains and rivers, and what made him even more unbelievable was that Lao Dao said that Wang Anshi was actually a qi practitioner.

Lao Dao seemed to see the doubts in Yang Yu's heart, and he couldn't help but say: "Our qi cultivation is one thing, but perception is more important than asceticism. ”

Yang Yu didn't have a lot to say what kind of refining and refining qi he had reached, and once he soared to the realm, he turned his mind and thought of meeting that person in Hanshan Temple who was very ragged and very powerful, so he told Lao Dao about it.

Lao Dao grinned and couldn't help but smile and said: "The person you met is a person who cultivates both inside and outside, and if you have both internal and external cultivation, you can be called a real person in the world, and you are also a powerful character, but the phantom fist you have practiced has not yet reached the fire so you will be defeated, it seems that I have to teach you something more, and today I will teach you the art of the golden needle." ”

Saying that, Lao Dao took out a set of golden needles and a book of Compendium of Materia Medica wrapped in parchment paper from the ephedra bag, he looked at the yellowed Compendium of Materia Medica, and said with a smug smile on his face: "Li Shizhen's kid is still very good, I remember that once when he shuttled to Wumeng Mountain to pick herbs, I also instructed him on some pharmacology." ”

"Master, you don't want me to be a foot doctor, do you?" Yang Yu said incredulously while holding the Compendium of Materia Medica and the Golden Needle.

Lao Dao shook his head and said: "I let you learn pharmacology so that you can learn alchemy by yourself in the future, without the assistance of the elixir and the current level of spiritual energy in the world, even if you spend your entire life, it is impossible to reach the realm of refining and refining qi." ”

Yang Yu was stunned thoughtfully with the golden needle and the Compendium of Materia Medica, and said with a melancholy face: "The Compendium of Materia Medica remembers some of my experiences and acupuncture point acupuncture methods, you go back and take a good look, it is also a skill to be able to tie the golden needle, I want to be here alone to chat with my wife and daughter, you go back!"