Luo Qing remained silent and stood under the Dharma pillar for a long time. Suddenly, he turned around and walked to the next column. He browsed for a moment. Then, he walked to the signboard and cloth pillar on the other side of the hall and looked at it for a long time before turning around.

The road is also a good temper and has been waiting for a smile without impatience. Luo Qing walked to the bottom of the pillar and thought about it. Suddenly he asked, "How do you explain this?"

Lao Dao turned his head and saw a layer of ink on the snow-white wall on the railing. The entry is clear: "I am a disciple of the outer world. I have a thousand achievements!"

Seeing this, Elder Yu Zhou nodded slightly: "I am the leader of the outer disciples. I have the right to include those who have the courage to practice this view. If the clan has qualified and excellent disciples, they can also report to the mountain gate and teach the clan's secret methods to live forever. ”

"What is the secret method, but is it immortal?"

"Outer disciples can only obtain the formula of the Zongmen Dan at most, and their life expectancy will reach 300 years. They are not immortal, but they can only walk the path of eternal life. ”

"Is the so-called Dan Zhao listed in the Bodhidharma column?"

"But!"

When Luo Qing heard this, he smiled: "This is a good deal. ”

He was referring to the fact that the gap between Danjue and his disciples after being replaced by good deeds was as high as 89,000. Lao Dao also smiled: "This kind of Zongdan tactic is not given casually. This is necessary for those who have a great merit in the sect. The younger generation is just thinking...... Your 300 merits are not enough. ”

"A meal requires a mouthful, and the road must be taken one step at a time. Luo Qing responded in this way.

Slightly, he pointed to the opposite side, referring to the right in the class, it was the "cloth strip" over there, that is, from the dust monk who released the good news in my name.

"In the eyes of the lord, above the bar, there seems to be news of your Zong Xianchang's acquisition of the fish dragon. Where did the three hundred achievements mentioned by the Immortal Leader come from?"

"Yes. ”

Lao Dao further added, "Brother Lu is a master craftsman of the sect's refining weapons. In order to refine a multiplier, he only needed the materials of the ichthyosaur, which was difficult to obtain, so he released the news. The asking price is 30% higher than that of the sect. The young man was lucky. ”

Luo Qing smiled reluctantly at Lao Dao's teasing. In Lao Dao's words, he had one thing in mind: "There is one thing I want to ask the Taoist chief. The younger generation is not your disciple. I don't know about the news. Will the younger generation accept it?"

The old man looked at his eyes, paused for a moment, then suddenly touched his beard and smiled: "It is fate to stop thinking." The path of immortality begins with fate. Naturally, this is possible. However, there are certain rules in the clan that non-clan disciples are not allowed to receive the good news on the "signboard", and there are no restrictions on the "cloth". “

Luo Qing didn't say a word, raised his hand and bowed to the ground.

He didn't know if Lao Dao had brought him to Tong Tak Tong out of the public interest or because he was likable, but what he had promised was so important to him that he couldn't help but thank him.

If the old man refused, he would only exchange his score of 300 for the fish dragon, hoping to become a disciple in the outer world, and then obtain the formula of immortality, which was tantamount to wishful thinking. However, after going through this sentence, Luo Qing could keep getting good news from the news released by "Bulan" until he accumulated enough to finally get what he wanted.

Maybe the process won't be smooth sailing, but the door to the path of immortality will eventually be pushed open by the old way. Why isn't Luo Canqing grateful?

However, after all, having experienced the incident, he quickly calmed down and put his eyes in front of him. He asked the old Taoist priest, "Do you know if you can stay in the temple?"

Lao Dao blinked and smiled, "It's convenient for outsiders to stay with others. Naturally, they will spend the night. ”

Luo Qing was very impolite at the moment: "So, please let God accept it." ”

Before he succeeded in worshipping the mountain gate, the government during the day must have quickly driven him away. But as long as you look at it, leaving the dusty house is equivalent to putting a big umbrella over his head. Even if Jin Huan's dazzling Sun Law was terrifying, it would not shine on him for the time being.

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Luo Qing maintained his inner peace. The environment is quiet and peaceful. Every meal was accompanied by food and the treatment was quite good. The remuneration just makes sense and is very comfortable.

After living in the landscape for three to five days, Luo Qing did not stay at home, but generously walked around the landscape and became familiar with the environment. In his plan, the concept of inner peace has become his home for many years to come. It's always right to familiarize yourself with it as early as possible.

After a long stay, Luo Qing made a new discovery. Although the concept of knowledge and belief is Mr. Chen's view of foreign affairs, not everyone is a disciple of the outside world. Of the approximately 100 Taoists, 89% are "on the list." They have no legal relationship with the Li Chen faction. They just stay here and practice, do odd jobs, and keep the temple running. During the week, they also receive some valuable assignments from Tongde Church. However, they reported a thousand years of ideas to see if they could skip the dragon gate and worship under the Li Chen sect.

Luo Qing's situation is similar to that of these people. In the past few days, some people have taken the initiative to befriend him, while others have deliberately distanced themselves from him. The subtle nature of the mind can be seen in this place of cultivation.

However, whether they were friends or estranged, Luo Qing would not be too keen on these intentional relationships. He has his own reasons for staying in the field of vision, and has nothing to do with others.

Sitting in the courtyard, Luo Qing's hands were red and hot, but he didn't hurt any flesh. At the same time, a small amount of char powder slipped from his hand and gradually piled up on the ground into a thin layer.

Luo Qing closed his eyes slightly, and his breathing remained steady. Before that, he practiced carefully and looked at God, thus keeping the "innate qi" in the most perfect state. Today, the vitality in the heart and body is unified, and the heartbeat is in harmony with the impact of the heart. The mind extends into the flame between the palms, and if you touch your hands visually, there will be no obstacles.

In his hands, nine Yang Tiger Swords were "devouring" the other three Yang Tiger Swords. The two sides were in close contact, and the red mangs flowed in an instant, carving new Wenfu on the wooden sword. In this process, the three Yang Father Swords have been burning, but the heat has not overflowed at all, but has completely entered the nine Yang Father Swords, if you lie on the side of Luo Qing's palm and listen carefully, you can still hear the rumbling sound of light explosions from the flames.

It's just a consequence of the blast of the flames. The real terrorist force was locked between Luo Qing's hands with the help of the symbol line on the sword, and reacted violently in the sword.

Luo Qing was refining the "Pure Yang Mansion Sword".

From the cliff city to the edge of the half a month, refining Fujian jade from Yan Daoshi has always been his understanding, these days, Luo Qing began to try to melt Fujian, to prepare for the plan in his heart.

In more than ten years of practice, due to the existence of the "Legend of Heavenly Immortals", he has the strongest runes and legal foundations, so it is not difficult for either the Six Yang Rune Sword or the Nine Yang Rune Sword. The only thing to be careful with is this Pure Yang Blessing Sword.

It was only when he began to melt and refine this series of Fujian that Luo Qing understood why he would kill Jiuyang Fujian so powerfully when he was using Shen Yuan to control the sword.

Because in the process of smelting Fujian, the transformation of several Fujian symbol patterns is extremely unstable, from the beginning of smelting, it is to use the subtle dynamic balance to form the final form of the symbol pattern on the sword, so that the powerful flame of the sword Shaqi is always in the process of flowing, constantly polishing and reacting, accumulating more powerful power.

Of course, in the outer layers of Fujian, such a dangerous balance is forbidden. With the increase in the level of Liuyang, Jiuyang, and Pure Yang, the ban was also strengthened. At the same time, as soon as the ban on opening is broken, the explosion of flames will become more and more terrifying.

This is the essence of this Fujian series.

After Luo Qing understood the essence of it, he felt more and more that this kind of sword was actually a sword, and it was also the kind of powerful sword that he had used. Using a daytime mansion may seem frugal, but it's also a much bigger waste.

However, for the current Luo Qing, it is more realistic to use the Pure Yang Mansion Sword as a sword.

Fujian has entered the final stage. Under the crimson light, Sanyang Fujian has completely disappeared, while Jiuyang Fujian is distorted. Countless Wenfu jumped in the flames, and then all the rivers flowed back, and then they were branded with the imprint of Fujian.

In the blink of an eye, the flame was extinguished, and Fujian took shape. At first glance, the sword's black body looks like it has been roasted by fire, but on closer inspection, a layer of dim light flows on the black shell, and the symbol lines are hidden under the shell, flashing with liquid red mangs, like magma deep underground, flowing slowly.

"Shout, it's over!"

Luo Lin felt a little tired. After all, he is still taking risks. If he had just failed, his hard-earned Fujian would have gone to waste. Luckily, he had enough strength and good luck.

The temperature of the Pure Yang Mansion Sword that had just been successfully refined was still a bit high, but Luo Qing couldn't lower it. With this sharp weapon, there will be an extra layer of security for his planned trip.

Over time, the temperature in Chunyang, Fujian Province dropped to normal levels, and the hot winds formed during the melting process were forced to disperse in the cold of late autumn, bringing coolness and tranquility to the courtyard. But it was quickly broken by the shouts of others: "Brother Yu Dao, is he there?"

This voice comes from heaven.

Luo Qing raised his head and saw a white cloud streak across the sky at an alarming speed in the autumn sky. He swooped down from above and reached the sky above the courtyard. Before it could stop, a man jumped.

The person who came was a young Taoist priest with a mediocre appearance, slightly thick lips, and an honest expression. At this time, his face was a little impatient. It was he who showed Kim Hwan and the others the way that day.

The little Taoist priest named Baoguang was a registered disciple of Yu Zhoulao, and Yu Zhoulao was a disciple of the outer chamber of the Li Chen family. Although my qualifications are mediocre, I am only 19 years old this year under the guidance of an enlightened master. I am already a highly conscious young man, not far from the realm of being able to communicate with God. I am a promising young man. He lives in a hotel these days, and the morning and evening meals are delivered by Baoguang. This little Taoist priest has a good face and a good heart, and he is not always upright. He is very good with his spleen and stomach and has some friendships in the last few days.

Baoguang jumped into the courtyard and saw Luo Qing staring at him, but he was busy stretching out his hand to cover half of his face, and his reaction was very strange.

Luo Qing couldn't help laughing: "Why, you were bullied or eaten in front of the audience?"

Baoguang also knew that he was overreacting, and some redness appeared on his face. He smiled wryly and lowered his hand, revealing a few gouge marks on the left side of his face. Just a slight skin lesion, but embarrassing.

"It's not being bullied, it's being bullied by flat-headed animals!" The little Taoist priest also knew how to laugh at himself, but it was a shame after all. When he said this, his face became redder and redder.

"Flat-headed beast?"