Chapter 19 The Law of Cultivating Immortals

The old man in the middle is no longer entangled in these, Zhao Zheng's political talent has completely exceeded his expectations. The www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion has a whimsical monarchy system, even he has never thought of it.

Such a good seedling, he really didn't dare to teach in the same way as before. If he is not taught well, he will be a sinner for the ages.

"That's it, that's it. Although I can't teach him the concept of politics, my old man is not the only one who can handle it! The old man muttered in his heart.

"Zheng'er, there are hundreds of schools of thought in the world, no matter which sect or faction, there are always some inheritances. DID YOU KNOW THAT? ”

"Inheritance exercises?" Zhao Zheng's heart tightened, "It's hard for the teacher to teach me some of it?" ”

In an instant, Zhao Zheng's heart was about to jump out. In his previous life, as an otaku, he admired all kinds of amazing martial arts in Qin Shi Mingyue very much. Now, he finally has the opportunity to learn martial arts, how can he let it go.

"Yes, Teacher!" Zhao Zheng nodded hurriedly, his eyes exuding strong desire.

Although the old man was a little surprised that Zhao Zheng knew this, he didn't think much about it, and continued: "Those who learn martial arts, temper their bodies, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and condense their internal strength. However, in this world, there is another kind of person that you may not know. ”

"Another kind of people?" Zhao Zhengyi frowned, a little puzzled.

The old man nodded lightly and continued: "There is another kind of person, that is, people who cultivate immortals!" ”

"Immortal cultivators?" Zhao Zheng said in surprise.

The old man nodded very solemnly.

Zhao Zheng, as a traveler who is familiar with the plot of Qin Shi Mingyue, naturally knows that Qin Shi Huang spent ten years building a mirage in order to seek immortality in Qin Shi Mingyue. And a large part of Qin Shi Mingyue's plot also revolves around the mirage.

Now, the old man in the middle of the hidden actually said that there is really a way to cultivate immortals in this world, so doesn't it mean that there are really immortals or immortal cultivators in this world?

If there are really immortals in this world, then it is reasonable for Qin Shi Huang to spend a lot of money to build a mirage in the bright moon of the Qin period.

After all, in the bright moon of the Qin period, Qin Shi Huang fully demonstrated his ability as a good king. To say that he would be confused by the Yin and Yang family and build a mirage just because he wanted to ask for immortality would be an insult to his IQ as a master.

"Teacher, if there are really immortal cultivators in this world, why have you never heard of it?" Although Zhao Zheng believed most of it, he still asked suspiciously.

"How can there be no immortal cultivators? It's just that the world ignores them because of some other identity. The old man said with great certainty.

Zhao Zheng thought about it for a while, but he still didn't think that there was anything like an immortal cultivator in Qin Shi Mingyue. If there really is, there is only the weird Yin and Yang family that is a bit similar.

"Teacher, Zhao Zheng still doesn't understand." Zhao Zheng shook his head and said.

The old man said with a smile: "You are still young, and you have too few people and things to come into contact with, so it's normal to think about it." However, you should know about the Warrior King. ”

"King Wu?" Zhao Zheng looked at the old man in shock and nodded involuntarily. King Wu's war is one of the few stories that civilians in this era are talking about, and it is not surprising that Zhao Zheng knows it.

The old man nodded slightly, and continued: "The Martial King's battle is an earth-shattering battle of immortals! Since then, immortal art has begun to be lost, and it has almost been cut off in the spring and autumn. ”

"Immortal art lost? Why? Zhao Zheng asked with some confusion.

As a Chinese person, he attaches great importance to inheritance, and an ordinary craft can sometimes be passed down for hundreds of years, and Zhao Zheng really can't figure out how the immortal art that everyone longs for will be lost.

The old man in the middle of the hidden sighed and said, "Eight hundred years ago, the Martial King was a great battle for the immortal cultivators. In that battle, countless immortals fell, and ordinary people did not survive. The people of China are almost extinct. It was also since then that King Wu agreed with fellow immortal cultivators that no one who cultivated immortals would be born. It is a hundred schools of martial arts, and it is just a derivative of immortal arts. ”

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but fall into silence. Suddenly, Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly: "Since you mentioned people who cultivate immortals, then the teacher must know how to cultivate immortals?!" ”

The old man smiled slightly, and did not deny it, but nodded lightly, which can be regarded as acknowledging his identity as an immortal cultivator.

The old man smiled calmly, but Zhao Zheng's heart was not calm.

I thought that my teacher was just a famous teacher who could help me dominate the country, but later I thought that my teacher was a martial arts master, but the teacher told me that he was an immortal cultivator.

Well, Zhao Zheng was really shocked and couldn't speak. If it weren't for Zhao Zheng being a traverser, he would probably have been played bad by his teacher.

"However, didn't the teacher say that the immortal arts were cut off? How did you learn that? Zhao Zheng calmed down his heart and asked suspiciously.

"I am the Ji family, and I used to be the head of the Zhou royal family." The old man said casually.

Ji's? Isn't that the surname of the Zhou royal family? His teacher is still a son?

Well, Zhao Zheng said that he was going to be played bad by the old man in the middle again.

After "appreciating" Zhao Zheng's stunned expression, the old man continued: "King Wu, although it was established with the immortal cultivator that the person who cultivates the immortal cannot be born, the Martial King still has selfish intentions. In order to consolidate the rule of the Zhou family, he deliberately left one of the methods of cultivating immortals. Later, King Wu's younger brother Zhou Gong set up a storage room and scattered the methods of cultivating immortals in it. Therefore, the successive masters of the Tibetan room were either people from the Ji family or people trusted by the king of Zhou. ”

The old man paused, looked at Zhao Zheng, and asked, "Do you know Lao Tzu?" ”

Zhao Zheng, who was in thought, nodded reflexively, and then shook his head awkwardly.

The old man Zhongyin was unimpressed and continued: "Lao Tzu, whose name is Li Er, is the founder of Taoism. According to legend, Qin Guohan Guguan ordered Yin Xi to see the purple qi coming from the east, knowing that there would be a saint, and sure enough, Lao Tzu came on a green ox. Since then, there has been no figure of Lao Tzu, so Hangu Pass is also said to be the place where Lao Tzu ascended to immortality. ”

"Is it difficult for Lao Tzu to be the master of the Zhou royal family?" Zhao Zheng said.

The old man nodded with satisfaction.

"So, the teacher, like Lao Tzu, has the method of ascending to immortals?" Zhao Zheng's heart was pounding, if there was really a way to cultivate immortals, a fool would learn the martial arts of those hundreds of schools.

The old man closed his eyes slightly and shook his head.

Zhao Zheng's heart was cold, "The stumped teacher is also the same as the hundred schools of thought, but he just performed a powerful martial arts according to the immortal arts?" Zhao Zheng thought to himself.

"I've only mastered part of the method of cultivating immortals, and I haven't found the rest. So I'm just a little stronger than a martial arts person, and I'm still far from being an immortal like Lao Tzu. The voice of the old man in the middle sounded faintly.

Zhao Zheng's face showed a look of ecstasy again.