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Honglian snorted and said unhappily: "Grandpa Wang, Honglian has been here for a while, and you only saw it." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old man's eyes doted, he stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, and said with a smile: "It's grandpa, grandpa is old, not as sharp as before." ”

"Who said that grandpa is old, grandpa is very young, grandpa is not old, and he will definitely live a thousand years." Honglian wrinkled her nose, a little unhappy.

The old man stood up with the rattan chair, his body exuded a withered smell, and he was dull, this uncomfortable smell, Qingcheng smelled it on his uncle before he died.

It was the breath of death.

This old man, I'm afraid that his life will not be long.

The old man, naturally, is a powerful monk with unfathomable strength, but even he cannot resist the coming of death.

Unless you step into the mysterious fairyland, the powerful monks will not be able to escape the cycle of life and death, and they will eventually be nothing more than a pinch of loess, dust to dust, and earth to earth.

There are thousands of monks, but how many of them have really attained immortality?

The old man opened his mouth and laughed, revealing his lost teeth, obviously very happy, he arched his hand at the red lotus, "Haha, then grandpa will borrow your little red lotus auspicious words, this person is old, he likes to listen to good words." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Qingcheng happily, "Little baby, do you have something to do with the internal affairs hall?" ”

Qingcheng bowed and saluted, "Back to the seniors, it was the sect master who asked the kid to come to the Internal Affairs Hall to receive the equipment of the core disciples. ”

"Core disciple?"

The old man seemed to be a little surprised, and glanced at Qingcheng in Du, obviously seeing through the details of Qingcheng, and the smile on his wrinkled face was a little thicker, "It's a little interesting, little baby, you come with me." ”

The old man walked forward slowly, Qingcheng glanced at Honglian, the latter nodded, and then he followed the old man's ass and left with the old man.

The old man in white rubbed a white man, "Old thing, did you hear this young man's name?" ”

The old man in black smiled, "The surname is Qingmingcheng, it's amazing." ”

The old man in white pressed the white son to the position of Tian Yuan and muttered to himself: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss, this young man is Tan Feinan."

The old man in black ignored the old man in white who was in Shinto, turned his head to look at the red lotus, and said gently: "Girl, I have seen many people in my life, and I rarely look away, this young man, if you are in trouble in the future, you should help as much as possible, it should not hurt." ”

Red Lotus snorted.

Qingcheng followed behind the old man, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "Senior, is this internal affairs hall just the three of you?" ”

"No, there's an old guy, it's just that he's old and restless, and I don't know where he's gone, and I'm not tired of guarding the house, it's enough to have three of us."

The old man stopped in front of the door of a locked room, trembled and touched his body for a while, took out a bunch of keys, looked at them for a long time, and then inserted a key into the lock uncertainly.

Click!

The door opened, and the old man smiled, "I'm confused, I can't remember many little things." ”

The old man pushed the door in, and Qingcheng was suddenly shocked.

The room was so wide that there was not a single item in sight, only three walls, each with a shelf, on which were placed small boxes resembling medicine buckets in a pharmacy.

The old man opened the small box and took out a piece of materials, and these small boxes were actually inside!

Except for Yue Zongze's one-handed swordsmanship and Yue Libai's sky-flying spaceship, Qingcheng has never seen the magic weapon of the immortal family's methods, but this does not mean that he has not heard of any tricks in the palm of his hand, heaven and earth in his sleeve, the mustard seed of Buddhism, Na Sumeru, etc., which are very bluffing to hear.

Obviously, these inconspicuous little boxes are those mysterious immortal magic weapons.

The old man took out a round pill from one box, thought about it, put it back again, and took out six maroon pills from the other box.

The old man turned around, handed the things to Qingcheng, thought about it and explained: "According to the treatment of the core disciple, you will have one pill that has entered the grade every month, but the old man sees that you are not even a nine-rank martial artist now, and the pill under the Yellow Rank is too powerful for you, and there are disadvantages but no advantages, so I helped you change it to six Pei Yuan Dan that are not of the grade, and the value is definitely not as good as the Yellow Rank Pill, but the Pei Yuan Pill is mild, strengthens the body, and tempers the body, which is more suitable for you now, If you still want that Yellow Rank Pill, the old man can also help you get it back. ”

Qingcheng's face was full of gratitude, "Thank you seniors, the right one is useful, that Huangjie pill, it's not too late for the kid to make some progress in the future." ”

The old man nodded, a little admiration in his dim eyes.

Seeing the old man walk out of the house, lock the door, and be about to leave, Qingcheng hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Senior, what is the matter with the Jiupin Martial Arts you are talking about?"

The old man was stunned and glanced at the young man in surprise, "You don't know? ”

Seeing the old man's surprised expression, Qingcheng knew that this Jiupin martial artist was a very common sense thing, but he was a beggar in a slum, where would he know, so he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

The old man raised his eyebrows, walked forward slowly, and said as he walked, "This martial artist nine products, is a realm, it can also be said to be a practice before becoming a monk, nine martial arts, is the starting point of stepping into the martial arts, and naturally it is also the weakest among them, well, you should know that the official rank is divided into nine grades, nine sesame small officials, one product feudal officials, this martial arts nine products are also general, one product martial arts is like a first-class member of the officialdom, divided from one side, majestic and majestic, it is a rare immortal figure in a small country, but the officialdom has nothing to enter when it reaches a product, And on the way to cultivating immortals, this is just the beginning, the endless wonderful scene is still to come, a martial artist to the extreme, once he has an understanding, he can open a mansion and build a government, Na Yuanli enters the dantian, becomes a monk, and steps into the immortal road. ”

Qingcheng suddenly thought of the immortal cultivation method given by Engong, and his heart was pounding, and he was hot.

The old man glanced at Qingcheng, "You little baby doesn't even know the nine grades of martial arts, and you must not know how to practice?" ”

Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, "Senior, doesn't cultivation need to rely on the cultivation of immortals?" ”

"Yes, the method of cultivating immortals is a martial artist monk's reliance, and it is also a stepping stone to enter the path of immortals, it is the foundation, the most indispensable treasure, but there are hundreds of millions of martial artists in the world, and there are thousands of monks, and there are countless people who have the magic of cultivating immortals, but there are few people who can finally preach, why? Chance talent is also indispensable, the way to cultivate immortals, the first important root, but the old man also believes that the immortal road is endless, diligence can make up for clumsiness, practice, the most important thing is to look here. ”

The old man stretched out his thin finger and pointed at Qingcheng's chest.

"Intentions, worthy of the heart, enough, the root of the fate, in fact, is not as important as in the eyes of the world."

Qingcheng's heart was shocked, his mind suddenly brightened, and in the dark, he seemed to see a path to immortality, and the romantic picture scroll of the immortal path slowly unfolded.

Qingcheng solemnly said, "Thank you seniors, the kid has been taught." ”

After the old man put his hands on his back, he accepted Qingcheng's salute with peace of mind.

"Little baby, if you don't have the magic of cultivating immortals, you might as well go to the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a look, with the privilege of your core disciple, you are qualified to read it, there are a few volumes of magic recipes there, although it is not profound, but it is no problem to help you cultivate the master, in addition, my Longze Sect has a quenching spell, and the forging of the body is quite desirable, which is very beneficial to the martial arts realm, you can look for it."

Qingcheng bowed down again, grateful to the old man in his heart, he never forgot it, he thought he was not stupid, and he did not lack the great perseverance and determination to cultivate immortals, but he lacked someone to lead him into the door.

The demon Brahma showed him the way, and the old man solved his confusion.

He was grateful to both of them.

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