In the middle of a group of urban fashionable men and women, standing such an old and thin Taoist priest should give people the feeling of a flock of chickens and cranes. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it does not feel strange at all.

It was as if the figure of this Taoist priest was like a ghost, and it didn't exist at all.

Or rather, he exists. However, he is just a background, or a landscape, just like the red wall, the old trees, the rockery, and the pond fish. Unassuming, not dazzling. Harmonious entry, blending in with nature.

The Taoist priest seemed to know Qin Luo, and looked at him with a loving face and smiled. That smile is like a flower engraved on the concrete floor, it really exists, but it is rarely looked at.

Qin Luo seemed to have been immobilized by someone, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't. I had a lot to say, but I couldn't make any sound in my throat.

"Tourists, tourists. We're going to the next attraction - Gege's martial arts arena. The tour guide saw that the tourists she brought were all gathered there to watch people filming, reluctant to leave, holding a loudspeaker and shouting hoarsely.

If you delay like this, you won't be able to finish the rest of the attractions.

The crowd was in turmoil. A large number of people followed the tour guide and walked inside, and a small number of diehards were more interested in filming here, lying at the window and reluctant to leave.

After the large army left, Qin Luo suddenly realized that he had lost the figure of the Taoist priest.

He was in a hurry, grabbed his eyebrow pencil and ran outside.

"Qin Luo. Qin Luo. What happened to you? What happened? Seeing Qin Luo's strange expression, Li Qingcheng shouted loudly.

"Qin Luo, are you okay?" Chen Sixuan ran to the window and asked.

"I'm fine. I'll be back in a moment. Qin Luo said. Then without looking back, he chased after the place where the crowd had left just now.

How can it be that in the blink of an eye, the person is gone?

Qin Luo didn't find the old Taoist priest in the crowd, so he could only break away from the tour group and run towards the curved corridor on the left. Where is a stone pavilion, used to watch flowers and admire the moon.

Suddenly, Qin Luo saw that in a waterfront pavilion, he saw the Taoist priest standing as tall as the bones of the fairy wind. The Spikeless Sword was slanted behind him, adding some killing aura to this clear aura.

Qin Luo strode over, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, knelt on the ground with a plop, and knocked his head vigorously three times.

The grace of life is like recreation. Not to mention a few rings, even if Qin Luo was allowed to kneel here for three days and three nights, he would have no complaints.

Born with yang veins, a terminal illness of people. A generation of medical wizards, Qin Zheng, who is known as the 'King of Medicine', is also helpless.

In order to treat his grandson's strange physical diseases, Qin Zheng took Xiao Qin Luo to travel around and visit famous doctors. But as soon as those people caught Qin Luo's pulse, they could only shake their heads and sigh.

"The yang vein of the sky, the vein of the sky is going to be extinct. It's not something that can be redeemed by manpower. An old man who couldn't tell his age said to Qin Zheng.

Qin Luo saw that his grandfather, who never admits defeat, had a face on his back, and he was in tears. After standing in front of the dry well in the yard all night, when Qin Luo got up the next day, he saw that his grandfather's hair and eyebrows were wet with the dew from the mountains. Condensed into beads.

That was the first time Qin Luo had experienced the feeling of heartache so clearly. That's distressing.

It was also on that nameless mountain that Qin Luo, who went out alone, met this nameless Taoist priest.

The first time he saw Qin Luo, he also buckled his pulse like those world-hidden divine doctors, and then he was amazed, and shook his head and sighed.

"I knew I was going to die." Although Qin Luo was young at the time, he was not afraid of people. A small face said with a full of grievances.

"Are you afraid of death?" The Taoist priest didn't expect this kid to take the initiative to talk to him, and he talked to him about the mysterious topic of impermanence of life and death.

"Don't be afraid. But I don't want to die. Qin Luo said.

How could he be willing to die? He has such a happy family and relatives who love him so much. If he's dead, won't he never see them again?

"You're confessing." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

"I'm all about to die, what else is there I don't dare to confess?" Qin Luo said angrily. He thought the old guy laughed very hatefully.

People are dying people, and where is he still smirking at people. I really want to slap him in the face with a little ear melon seed - if I could.

The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Luo with a surprised face, this child's mind was simply different from ordinary people.

The old Taoist priest thought for a while and said, "I can prevent you from dying." ”

"You're lying." Qin Luo pursed his mouth and said.

"I haven't tried it yet, how do you know I'm lying?" Lao Dao stared at Qin Luo and said.

"Grandpa and those miracle doctors can't cure me. How could you possibly heal me? "You see, our male protagonist knows how to use agitation at a young age.

"The Tao is impermanent, a thousand mysteries, and all kinds of methods. Is it comparable to ordinary medical skills? The old Taoist priest explained with a smile on his face. It's like never getting angry.

"I don't believe in the gods. Grandpa said that you can't be superstitious. Qin Luo said very badly.

After listening to Qin Luo's words, the old Taoist priest wanted to slap his ass and leave.

But after hesitating for a while, he still said: "Acquaintance is fate." I'll give you two volumes. If you practice diligently every day, you will be able to save your life. ”

Then the old man left two thin pamphlets and fled.

These two books are also the "Twelve Forging Brocades of Taoism" and "Pull-ups" that Qin Luo practiced continuously later. The former builds the foundation and regulates, and the latter strengthens the body. The two complement each other, allowing Qin Luo's life to survive until now.

Later, the Qin family also spent a lot of effort to find this cultivator. But the search was fruitless. Qin Luo remembered the great kindness of this Taoist priest, and after more than ten years, he never had the opportunity to meet again.

"Thank you Master for saving your life. The disciple will never forget. Qin Luo raised his head and looked at Lao Dao and said.

The old Taoist priest turned around and looked at Qin Luo with a smile on his face. More than ten years have passed, Qin Luo has grown from a sick little urchin to a handsome young man, but his appearance has not changed at all.

It was precisely because there was no change that Qin Luo was able to recognize him at a glance.

"Master? As I recall, we didn't write down the names of mentors and apprentices? The old Taoist priest said with a smile.

"The love of preaching, the grace of saving lives. It should be a teacher. Qin Luo said.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Saving you is just to accumulate good cultivation." It is not to be such a big gift. ”

"At least I'm alive now, anyway." Qin Luo said with a smile.

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "In the dark, there is a providence. Thirteen years ago, I saw you dying. Thirteen years later, we met again. We are really close to each other. ”

The old Taoist priest took a step forward and pulled Qin Luo up from the ground. Then his fingers skillfully buckled on the meridians of Qin Luo's wrist.

When you touch it slightly, it loosens. said: "The Tianyang Absolute Pulse is really domineering. More than ten years of "Taoist Twelve Forging Brocade" Chonghe, but he has not yet melted away the pure yang spirit. It seems that it is really like the legend, and it is necessary to find the pure yīn body. ”

Qin Luo sighed and said, "Resign yourself to fate." Didn't Master say that there is a definite number in the dark? ”

"Serendipity. When the time comes, fate comes. There's no need to rush. The old Taoist priest said comfortingly.

"I'm not in a hurry. I was finally able to see Master once. In any case, I must ask the master to stay in Yanjing a few more times, so that the apprentice can fulfill his filial piety. Qin Luo said respectfully. That's what he really said.

A debt to someone is like borrowing a debt from someone else. Even if you can't pay it off all at once, you have to give people a little interest first.

Qin Luo's life was saved by this old Taoist priest, but he really wanted to leave this old Taoist priest behind and let him live for the rest of his life.

The old Taoist priest saw Qin Luo's sincerity, and said in a gentle voice: "How can a person who seeks the Tao live in peace?" The Tao is found, but if you don't find it, how can you get the way? ”

Qin Luo had a headache about this Buddha. In the past, when his grandfather asked him to practice calligraphy, he copied the profound methods of "Tao Te Ching" and "Diamond Sutra". But every time a scripture was copied down, it made him suffer from a headache and die. After a long time, I gradually got used to this kind of torture.

Now, the old Taoist priest was preaching to him again, Providence and the like, and he once again felt a sense of drowsiness.

"What is Master looking for?" Qin Luo asked stubbornly.

"Heavenly Machine."

"Heavenly Machine? What is this? Qin Luo felt that he was playing a word game with someone.

"Heavenly machine is the way, and it is also a faction. The Taoist sect I am in is the Heavenly Machine School. Tianji sent Li Chunfeng, a monk during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, as the ancestor, to find cause and effect and spy on Tianji as the basis of the Tao. ”

Although Qin Luo didn't understand Taoism, he heard his grandfather talk about Li Chunfeng. Li Chunfeng was a famous celestial scholar during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and the author of "*".

"*" to calculate the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty. Because Li Chunfeng observed the celestial phenomena and learned that the Empress Wu would seize power, he began to calculate on a whim, who knew that he was addicted to it, and he was uncontrollable, and he actually calculated the fate of China for more than 2,000 years after the Tang Dynasty, until Yuan Tiangang pushed his back and said, "The heavenly machine can not be leaked again, or go back to rest", that is, the 60th image, so "*" is named from this.

"Then how did Master get to Yanjing? And -- and with so many people in the search for the way? Qin Luo asked with a smile. He just saw this Taoist priest standing with the people in the tour group, and he felt that this old man's mind was still very open, and he was traveling with a group.

"Taoism is everywhere." The old Taoist priest said disappreciatively. "This mountain, this water, this pavilion and pavilion is not unreasonable. If you have the opportunity, you can listen to what others have to say. ”

"The Tao is the truth?"

"That's the truth."

"What is the truth?"

The old Taoist priest smiled, and suddenly drew his sword with his backhand.

Choke!

A dragon groaned, and silver light flickered.

I saw the old Taoist priest slash a sword diagonally, and then pointed to a flying insect on the ground that was cut in half by him, and said to Qin Luo: "This is the truth. ”

(PS: The second more is delivered.) You are the heavens, you are the earth, you are the mad demons. The brothers' votes were too fierce. Summoning the 30,000th Red Ticket of the month. ）