This small city surrounded by mountains is full of greenery and prosperity. The collar, the fields, and the hillsides are covered with strong vegetation, and they are full of life. At the foot of the mountain, curling green smoke rises, drifting to the high air and fainting, irregular and misty, like a fairy breath.

Follow the green smoke back and come to a wide flat land. A group of people sit quietly on the flat ground. In the middle of the crowd, Xiandao Buchenzi stood calmly, with a handful of dust in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, and all sentient beings. The meditators were men, women, and children, all of them thin and energetic. Coming here for two hours a day is a compulsory lesson for them.

Detoxify the body and purify the soul, but seek eternal life.

This is a double challenge of physique and perseverance, how much hardship you endure, how much hardship you endure, how much life you can gain. For young people, each year of cultivation increases their longevity by one year, but the year that was already there has passed and the remaining life span remains the same. For example, if this person can live to be seventy years old, he is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, and he still has forty years of life, and he can live to be seventy-one years old by increasing his cultivation year by one year, and he is already thirty-one years old at this time, and his remaining life span is still forty years. But as long as he can persevere, he can also achieve eternal life. Even if you are tired of practicing and take a break for two years, you are not afraid, it is nothing more than a reduction of the remaining life span by two years, and if you start cultivating again, you can maintain the remaining life of the thirty-eight-year-old forever, and it is still immortal. The old man panicked, if there was only one year left in his life, no matter how long he had been cultivating, if he stopped for a year in the middle of his cultivation for some reason, he would die. For the old man, this cultivation became even more painful and fearful. The mentality of the two is completely different, the young are prolonging their lives, while the old are prolonging.

In order to resolve this suffering, Xiandao Bu Chenzi retreated and pondered, devoted himself to studying, and finally studied a set of exquisite cultivation methods, if the heart is sincere, through its enlightenment, you can get twice the result with half the effort, without going through the endless suffering, you can achieve positive results in 30 years, and enjoy eternal life from then on. At the same time, this practice is also flawed, and it is not possible to increase one's life for each year of practice, and only after thirty years of cultivation can one gain eternal life at once. As soon as this method came out, people flocked to it. Obviously, people prefer this practice. Although the former kind of cultivation can also live forever, it also has to go through eternal tribulations, so what is the joy of living like that? Young people are okay, but if they are tired of living, they will give up cultivation, and they will be chic for decades for the rest of their lives. The old man is different, he just gave up and died before he was comfortable for a few years, which is not worth it at all compared to suffering for many years. Some even died as soon as they gave up, and lived for so many years just to suffer. When comparing the two practices, the difference is obvious and thorough, one is good and the other is bad.

As a result, the elderly again raised concerns that they might not live enough for 30 years to enjoy this practice. Bu Chenzi smiled slightly and took out a few boxes from his sleeve. The box opened, and it was full of pills. These pills work the same way and prolong life. Bu Chenzi introduced one by one that a green pill can extend life by ten years, a red pill can extend life by 20 years, and a black pill can extend life by 30 years. Different colors can be taken in layers, eat more and delay more. These pills were extremely precious, and they were made by injecting immortal power into them, fusing a variety of precious medicinal materials, and refining them for tens or even hundreds of years, which not only cost a lot of money, but also consumed a huge amount of vitality. Therefore, it cannot be given and needs to be bought with money. The cost of pills with different effects is different, one thousand taels for green, two thousand taels for red, and three thousand taels for black. For ordinary people, this is simply astronomical. Many people don't want to say that they have so much money, and he can't count them to a thousand. But for the sake of longevity, many people have to make up this money by smashing pots and selling iron. Because as long as you have enough lifespan, you can cultivate to immortality. The money spent can be earned back in an unlimited amount of time, and the money borrowed can be repaid in an unlimited amount of time. The children have enough life, they can just cultivate directly, and take out the money and give it to the elderly.

Surprisingly, the black pills sold the most. The old people are not sure how many years they have left, and they are not sure whether they can make up enough for thirty years by extending it for ten or twenty years. There are also young people who buy green pills. According to the life expectancy of the locals, it stands to reason that they can live for 30 years, but they are not confident and worried that if it is not enough, they buy 10 years, which is more secure.

Most of the ordinary people in the city come here on time every day to cultivate, and only a small number do not come. Some of these people are poor, and some are unbelieving. Unbelievers scoff at Bu Chenzi's nonsense, which seems very horizontal; The poor people saw that they had no chance to cultivate anyway, and they couldn't show their cowardice, so they followed suit. These people were regarded as a thorn in Bu Chenzi's side, and they tried their best to win them over, but they couldn't be suppressed. How could he be just a Taoist priest, he could only suppress but not fight, and the people were not afraid at all. Later, even the county magistrate helped Bu Chenzi deal with them together. They had no choice but to relent, and the poor were only poor and no longer arrogant, admitting that they could not afford pills; Those who do not believe still do not believe, but they dare not say that they do not believe.

The turquoise fields peeled off a few pieces, revealing the charred soil. These fields belong to the poor and unbelievers. They are cultivating and sowing seeds, and those green are artemisia grass that has grown untended for many years. Their owners are bent on eternal life, and they have no intention or ability to farm. Others have no land, so they open a shop in the city and do a small business. Most of the shops are closed, the owner is in the training ground, and one is open, a shop for people to write, and the plaque is inlaid with the word "letter".

There were originally two words on the plaque - writing a letter, you can see its business content at a glance, the shopkeeper writes well, and the style is good, and he writes letters on behalf of others. Later, the government arrested those who did not believe in eternal life, and the shopkeeper stripped off the word "writing" to show his loyalty. But since his shop is open, it means that he has not cultivated, and since he can open a shop, it means that he is not poor, he is an unbeliever, pure unbelief, and more hateful than a poor person. This reason is very simple, those wine bags and rice bags all understand, and the shopkeeper naturally understands it. He knew that soon the officials would find him. Recently, Bu Chenzi has increased the pressure of the crackdown, and it is said that a man was arrested yesterday for unbelief. Under the coercion and temptation of the other party, this man was upright and tough, firmly questioned the non-existence of eternal life, and scolded them for defrauding money and harming the people. Bu Chenzi was furious and burned the man to death in public. The shopkeeper knew his character, although he was not so tough, but he was also very determined, and if he was caught, he should not be burned in public, but he would be burned quietly. Pack your bags and just wait for night to fall over the mountains that surround the town.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, not a knock, but a push, and then a few officials came in. The shopkeeper nodded, the official will not knock on the door.

The official said: Be bold and report your name!

The shopkeeper first searched around, and there was no one else, so he made sure that Diao Min was calling him and said: Qiu Xiaonian.

The official messenger said: The bold Qiu Xiaonian actually rebelled against cultivation.

Qiu Xiaonian thought to himself, sure enough, it was the right name to be reported, and it directly replaced the title of Diao Min.

Qiu Xiaonian said: Back to the official, in fact, I am very timid.

The official said, "Then you are still resisting cultivation."

Qiu Xiaonian said: If someone forces me to cultivate, and I am stunned and refuse, then it is called resistance, no one forces me, how can I resist.

The official said, "I'll force you now."

Qiu Xiaonian said: Oh, I'm ready to resist.

The official said, "Aren't you very timid?"

Qiu Xiaonian said: Resistance is resistance, I am really scared now.

The official on the side whispered to the leader: This kid is indeed timid, he may be able to succeed if he guides him well, you can dissipate your anger and hand him over to me.

The leading official snorted and slammed the door and went out. The official on the side stepped forward and was about to whisper to Qiu Xiaonian.

Qiu Xiaonian said: You don't have to persuade me!

The official said, "I advise you to flee tonight, and get out of the city, as far away as possible."

When Qiu Xiaonian heard this, he said: It turned out to be a persuasion of this, what else? Hurry up and persuade concretely.

The official said, "I don't believe in any eternal life, but I can't do anything in my position." The county magistrate has already colluded with Bu Chenzi, and he is in cahoots, as long as he is still in the city, he can't fight them.

Qiu Xiaonian said: Okay, how can I escape.

The official said: I don't know, I will skip class if I know myself. It's up to you to make it.

Qiu Xiaonian said: Can you give some pointers?

The official messenger said: This city is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there are heavy troops on each side, and the west side is the weakest, where can you go out.

Qiu Xiaonian said: Why is the west the weakest?

The official messenger said, "There are wild beasts in the west."

Qiu Xiaonian said: So there are fewer people going.

The official said, "There are as many people who go, and there are few left."

Qiu Xiaonian wiped his sweat and said: It's safer for me to go out from the other three sides.

The official said, "Don't joke about it."

Qiu Xiaonian said: You look at my frightened eyes, like I'm joking?

The official really looked at it carefully and said: Not like it.

Then he said: It is even more impossible to be serious.

Qiu Xiaonian said: But I'm afraid of wild beasts.

The official messenger said: The beast may not come out, the official must be there.

Qiu Xiaonian said: I understand, thank you brother.

After saying that, he put all the ink into a bag and put it on his shoulder.

The official said: Why are you running for your life with these?

Qiu Xiaonian said: When the beast wants to eat me, I will wipe all the ink on my body, even if I can't beat it, I will disgust it to death.

The official patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well, my brother will take revenge, good job."

Then he said worriedly: the beast eats very differently from ours, what if it likes the taste?

Qiu Xiaonian said: That can't be helped. If that's the case, I'll make a dip sauce for it.

The official almost nodded and said, "Well, it's very thoughtful, it seems that it's right to entrust you."

In the evening, the sky gradually darkens, and the face is not easy to see, which is a natural protection. Today's cultivation has been completed, and people have set up stalls and shops as usual, and walked around the streets. It is difficult to distinguish in the crowd, and it is another layer of protection. Qiu Xiaonian took advantage of the night to go out and cautiously headed towards the West Mountain. It can't be too late, the official will be on duty at night, and innocent people are guilty on the street, let alone him, a "sinner".