In the early morning of the next day, Xu Buling came to the Queming Mountain Waterfall again, took off his clothes and jumped into the pool.

There are three layers of condensation, and the internal breath cannot become a Zhou Tian by itself, but a pillar of incense can be easily controlled.

The water of the autumn cold pool is cold and biting, diving down, I never thought that the water pool of Fang Yuan Yu was more than ten zhang deep.

There are no fish and shrimp in the water, and the aura is strong.

Until near the bottom, a corpse was found at the bottom of the pitch-black pool, sitting cross-legged in a Taoist robe, and only white bones remained after the years.

There was a long sword on the corpse's knees, and there was a red mark on the body of the Xue Liang sword, like the jade lotus in the lotus pond in the early summer.

Xu Buling took a look at it, and there were remnants of the spirit stones that arranged the formation around him, and he should be a master who closed the life and death pass, but unfortunately he failed to break the pass, and he didn't know how many years he had been sitting at the bottom of the pool.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. ”

Xu Buling secretly thought in his heart, adhering to the tradition of saluting in front of the corpse, the fortune of the family has gains and losses, and the descendants inherit the things of the predecessors, and they need to bow to worship in order not to get involved in cause and effect.

I don't know where the rules come from, but the world has always followed them.

Picking up the long sword two-color lotus, the white bones immediately withered and dissipated.

After Xu Buling surfaced, the long sword also faded its edge, leaving only the rusty three-foot iron sword.

The magic weapon in the world needs to have a matching cultivation to open up for it, and the three realms of condensation qi are obviously not worthy of this good sword.

Xu Buling tore off the hem of his robe, wrapped the long sword, and buried it under a tree by the waterhole.

Next, day after day, I practiced swordsmanship, meditated, and supported my two middle-aged parents.

The lonely widows and children in the village occasionally go to pay a visit.

Although the cultivation is low, some medical skills can still be used, and it can be regarded as accumulating a yin virtue for the elders in the village.

Of course, he is still regarded as an evil boy, and many people in the village walk around him when they see him, but Li Lanhua looks at him with strange eyes.

Xu Buling is not easy to explain, secretly casting spells to dispel diseases, and does not seek the worldly fame.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye in September.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, it is the day to go to the county seat to catch the market.

This year's harvest is good, and Xu Lao Er at the head of the village took an ox cart to the city to sell budding rice.

Xu Buling said hello to his father and mother, and went to the city with him.

The twelve-year-old boy Lang was born in a peasant family, and he can marry a wife and have children when he is two years older, but there is nothing uneasy. Xu also gave Sanwen money so that he could buy some snacks in the county town.

Xujia Village is more than ten miles away from the county seat, Xu Buling sat on the ox cart, looking at the scenery along the road, blazing.

Looking back on the past, more than 50 years ago, I also left Xujia Village like this.

As a traveler, he is high-spirited, and he will become a man with great ambitions.

Looking at it now, I feel that I am an idle cloud and a wild crane, and I am happy to be a free and scattered immortal.

It's just that, in terms of time, the year after leaving, that is, four years later, there was a catastrophe in Xujia Village, and his father died in it.

Since he has relived a lifetime, he has to break this catastrophe and ensure the peace of his family and village.

Thinking like this, Xu Buling came to Luli County, said a word to Xu Lao Er, who was selling budding rice in the market, and wandered around the market alone.

In my memory, there is no Taoist immortal master in Luli County.

But at that time, I was young and didn't know the law, so I probably didn't see it.

The Soul Gathering Dafa extracts the souls of hundreds of people, at least the masters of the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, and it is impossible to gather together within a radius of hundreds of miles.

How to find Taoist friends, Xu Buling has long been familiar with it.

Turning into the secluded alley of the bazaar alone, he took out three copper coins from his bosom and sprinkled them on the ground with the method of observing qi.

Three copper coins landed, in a triangular pattern, pointing southeast.

After carefully observing the distance between the copper coins, Xu Buling jumped up the wall and aimed at a mansion three miles to the southeast.

The method of observing qi is not to observe people, but to observe the sparse aura around them.

The cultivators of the Condensation Realm could not set up a formation to cover the heavens, and the place where they lived must be richer than the surrounding aura. According to this method, you can not only find people, but also search for the surrounding natural treasures and spirit beasts.

After Xu Buling looked at it a few times, he fell back into the alley and went to the mansion, on the way, he asked softly: "Dao Chief, since you are a magic weapon, you are good at killing?"

"Host, except for chatting and dancing, other times when I'm not there. ”

"Hehe..."

Xu Buling didn't ask any more, bought a sugar gourd from the street, and came to the front of the house to take a look.

A plaque hangs on the gate of the mansion: 'Xue Mansion'

In Xu Buringling's memory, the surname of the magistrate of Luli County is Xue, but this is not the residence of the magistrate, but it has something to do with it.

The twelve-year-old boy squatted under the eaves of the street opposite the mansion, nibbling on the sugar gourd idly, watching the servants of the mansion go in and out.

It waited from morning to afternoon before a carriage stopped outside the mansion and two people came down.

Xu Buling's eyes condensed slightly, and he listened carefully with his breath.

"Dad, the princess said that I will be given a green thunder mirror next year..."

"In the past hundred years, my Xue family has produced such a genius as you, and at the age of fifteen, he opened up the sea of qi into the second layer, and in the future, he will definitely go farther than your Taigong, and practice with heart..."

Later, the two entered the door of the mansion, and the words were inaudible.

Xu Buling stood up and pondered slightly.

The Green Thunder Mirror is a magic weapon, mostly used for monks who are good at thunder law, and it has extremely strong killing power.

The young man named Xue Chao is on the second floor of the condensation realm, and his father looks at the weather as a master in the middle stage of condensation.

That princess, I'm afraid it's already in the late stage.

It is impossible for there to be a bunch of late stage masters of the Condensation Realm hidden around Luli County, even if it is not the work of this ancestor surnamed Xue, it should be implicated...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling threw away the sugar gourd bamboo sticks and turned around and walked towards the market.

After all, Xu Buling uses his twelve-year-old physique to condense the three realms, even if he is accidentally injured in the face of a young man named Xue Chao, his future achievements will be greatly reduced.

To find out about this matter, we have to investigate it secretly.

Back at the market, Xu Lao Er sold half a cart of bud rice, and still squatted in the market, chatting with a few idlers on the street about the charm of Li Orchid.

Speaking of Li Lanhua, Xu Buling remembered the old way of often showing up when he was in the village for white things.

Lao Dao lives in the county hall, self-proclaimed Qingxu Dao Chang, can paint and chant scriptures, and writes a good Spring Festival couplet, which can be described as a complete cultivation of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Xu Buling took out the remaining two copper plates from his arms, thought about it, and then turned around and came to Sanliuguan in the county seat.

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Sanliuguan is on the north side of the county, a broken Taoist hall, three rooms and two people, an old Taoist and an apprentice.

In the afternoon, the old Taoist priest of the fairy wind and Taoism was sitting on the futon, teaching the apprentice Taoism:

"Cinnabar is a pure yang thing, and the drawing charm is made of cinnabar. Chicken blood and ink are mixed to ward off evil spirits...."

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. ”

Qingxu Dao Chang was saying this, when suddenly a voice came.

raised his eyes to look, but saw that on the wall of the courtyard of the Daoist Hall, I don't know when there was a young man with a fairy wind and a bone.

The linen robe danced lightly in the wind, his face was full of childishness, but his expression was speechless.

Qingxu Dao Chang was stunned for a moment, and stood up with his apprentice, with a puzzled face: "Are you that baby?"

Xu Buling stood on the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back: "The fairy road is ethereal, meeting is fate, the old Taoist I look at your roots and bones are strange, and I hereby appear to you a little bit." ”

Qingxu Dao Chang was stunned for a moment, and then he was sincerely afraid, the three sects and nine streams have been mixed for many years, and with his eyesight, it can be seen that this old appearance is not pretended.

The junior apprentice immediately knelt down and bowed: "Xiaodao greets Master Dao!"

Xu Buling just nodded slowly: "No courtesy." ”

Qingxu Dao Chang was half incredulous, and ran to the courtyard wall with his robe and looked at it carefully.

"I have been walking in the two worlds of demons for many years, and I have met countless strange people, so you don't want to fool me. ”

Xu Buling stretched out his white and tender little hand, pinched the trick and recited it silently, the most common art of imperial art.

In the incredible eyes of the master and apprentice, the wooden fish in the gym flew into the hands of the young man.

"Meet the Immortal Chief!"

Qingxu Lao Dao did not hesitate anymore, and bowed his head.

Xu Buling, a hundred-year-old monster, naturally accepted it calmly. Hearing this 'Immortal Chief', he frowned and looked at Qingxu Dao Elder a few times: "Do you know about cultivation?"

Qingxu Dao Chang nodded again and again: "When I was a child, I was fortunate to see Xue Taigong's side, the fairy wind Dao bone is not like a mortal, and I wandered around to inquire, but I know a little." ”

Xu Buling nodded lightly: "Where is Taigong Xue?"

"In the Zhuangzi of Cuifeng Mountain outside the city, he has not appeared for many years, and it is rumored that outsiders have passed away. ”

Qingxu Lao Dao was very respectful, and after saying this, he looked at the young man on the wall, and was a little impatient: "Immortal Chang is really willing to light up the path..."

"One hundred taels!"

Xu Buling stretched out his hand and looked at Qingxu.

Qingxu was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned: "Immortal Chief... You..."

Xu Buling waved his sleeve robe: "Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there is giving and taking." ”

"Oh... Got it. ”

Qingxu nodded, still a little hesitant: "But Immortal Chief, a hundred taels of silver is a bit..."

"That's it, it's an elm lump after all...."

"Wait!"

Qingxu's face was full of pain, he gritted his teeth, but ran back to the old Taoist temple and turned up his family...