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By a small clear river, the young man in the robe sat on a rattan chair and fished leisurely.

The surface of the river has thawed at this time, and the water flow is gentle and calm.

The sun shines on people, warm.

The phosphorescent light on the surface of the river is faint, reflecting the light.

Wisps of mist, thin, lingered on the surface of the river, and from time to time, floated around the boy on the shore.

The boy squinted, seemingly concentrating on fishing, holding the fishing rod and not moving.

The young man's face was delicate, white, and handsome, inheriting the good inheritance of his parents, and even though he was young, he showed a little color.

A long black hair was scattered behind him, but the crown scarf that tied the hair was blown away by the breeze by the river from time to time.

The young man didn't care, just let the wind blow it, plucking the long hair that hung down to his waist, and the indescribable tranquility and tranquility on his small face.

In the distance, dozens of zhang away, there is a stone bridge, and there are pedestrians coming and going from time to time.

A car and horse passing by, the sound of ruts, horses' neighing, and pedestrian conversations are all faint, and when they come here, they are also very faint.

The youth enjoys this tranquility exclusively.

"The name of "The Book of Water" is quite appropriate. At the beginning of the introduction, you need to visualize the river, absorb the water vapor from the outside world, condense a little real water, and become a mana seed. ”

"It's not a difficult step, and visualizing the river won't affect the entry...... In fact, this step is still a way to cultivate the truth through pretenses, and it doesn't matter what you visualize. ”

"The key is to repeatedly exercise and polish the true meaning of that wisp of rivers, lakes or oceans, and condense your own true water."

At the same time, accumulate mana and turn it into rivers, lakes and oceans...... The mana of this method grows with majesty, almost comparable to the real Abyss Daze. ”

"Mortals don't know the principle, and they drink water for practice. I don't know the way to cultivate the truth, and I have always used the emptiness of external objects to cultivate my truth. Among them, no one has broken it, and it is in vain. ”

"In one sentence, it is the Gate of Eternal Life. How many casual cultivators have gone astray and lost their lives in vain? I don't know how many lives were filled in at the beginning of such a small trick, and it was summed up. ”

"Every Taoist book is sprinkled with the blood and tears of the predecessors, and the bones of the predecessors are covered ......"

"Passed down from generation to generation, one after another without regrets, only then did he use his life to find a path of cultivation."

"Every word seems to be blood, and every sermon is as heavy as a mountain...... And salute the seniors who died because of these years. ”

In Zhou Xun's eyes, I can see the predecessors in the past sighing, pausing, thinking deeply, and sleepless all night......

The figures are overlapping, there are men and women, old and young, and at a cursory glance, there are no less than hundreds.

Looking at their behavior, it can be judged that almost all of them are casual cultivation......

They are all cultivators, inheritors, and cultivators of this Taoist book......

At this time, it has long passed, and what remains here is just a little obsession, which is sensed by the young man's profound spirituality, from heaven and earth.

The boy fell silent.

"If it weren't for the unremitting efforts of our predecessors, there would be no such sermon as it is today. I, Zhou Xun, vowed to improve this method, and I also asked my seniors to help me with one or two. ”

Speaking sincerely, Zhou Xun felt that the obsessions left by the founders of this book were all gone......

Then, a little bit of a dark feeling, something fell on me......

The boy's thoughts became clearer, and his thoughts became easier, although it was only a slight improvement, but it was indeed obvious.

"In my opinion, this Taoist book has a lot of intentions, although the predecessors only groped for the achievement of scattered immortals, it does not mean that this foundation is wrong."

The young man waved his right hand lightly, and hundreds of ink characters were added to the bamboo slip in his arms, which was the handwriting of the former head of the faction......

After the attainment of mana, this kind of trick has no teacher, so the cultivator will be revered, one of the reasons is such mystery......

……

Yuqing Road, Lower House.

At the foot of the small hillside, there are several pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and flying birds, morning bells and dusk drums, it is a prosperous Taoist courtyard community.

The light rain is hazy, dripping, like cow hair, into the filament, moisturizing things silently.

In the silence, someone came down from the mountain.

Dressed in a cloak and wearing a hat, he was already soaked.

When the man passed through the mountain gate, he took out a sign and shook it, and then he entered freely.

The man then walked into an attic.

In the downstairs corridor, take off your wet coat and hat and put it in a cubicle.

At a glance, there were already several identical robes placed there.

"It's okay, I'm not the last."

The young man took out a thick piece of paper wrapped in oiled paper from his underwear, looked at it, and found it not wet.

With a long breath, the young man walked to a door at the end of the corridor and quietly walked in.

Several people were also standing there, and in front of the table, one of them was lying on his desk and flipping through the papers, and all he could hear in the room was the sound of papers turning.

Seeing him come in, several companions squeezed their eyebrows and signaled.

"Sent? Put it here, right? ”

It turned out that the person at the desk was already an old man with white hair and a baby-like face.

"But what's unusual?"

Taking the thick stack of papers, the old man asked casually.

The young man thought for a moment and said.

"There is nothing abnormal in the disciple's place, but last month a spy was imprisoned on charges of embezzling the master's property, and he died that night."

"The disciple later verified that the charges were true, and the stolen goods were all recovered, and the amount was huge."

"Later, when I committed suicide in fear of sin, the lord was angry and went through the beating, but this is also a common thing, and it has happened from time to time in the past few years."

The old man listened, nodded slowly, and quickly flipped through the blank papers, a layer of spiritual light flashed, and used Taoism to interpret the contents.

"As I said earlier, this kind of spy doesn't have to worry about committing crimes."

"My Yuqing Dao tree has deep roots, and there are 200,000 people in the family, and there are countless spies who are somewhat involved. If we take care of them one by one, will there never be a day of peace? ”

"There are only true disciples who are listed in the jade book and are extremely talented; Or cultivate the Fa Xiaocheng, include it in the inner door, and be able to teach the multiplication door to be regarded as a real person in the Yuqing Dao. The rest, the outer gate and the like, are not controlled by much, and are allowed to come and go. ”

The young man laughed and said yes.

"How did you find it? The Immortal Realm Patriarch has issued a decree, and he must not leave that thing! ”

Several people were bitter-faced.

"Elder Song, it's really not that the disciples are not dedicated, there is really no way to find it. Only magic weapons can sense, or only ten zhang square. Looking for the past here and there, it will take thousands of years just to find it in Great Xia! ”

"That is, I don't know if it's a person or a thing, dead or alive. If it's good to be dead, a needle in a haystack can always be found. If it were a living creature, it would be impossible! ”

Elder Song listened to the juniors complaining, just laughing, and didn't say much.

In fact, he feels the same way.

The immortal Yuqing Dao flew to the ancestor to pass the message, separated by many worlds, the transportation is inconvenient, the words are like gold, or maybe there are scruples, so the language is unknown.

But as an elder, he knew better.

"The ancestor descended with the decree of the law, and there is also a spirit bead, which is innate. That thing is said to be the true spirit of this spirit bead that escaped, and a ray of divine light extracted from the spirit bead can be used to penetrate the magic weapon, and it can sense the true spirit within a radius of ten zhang. ”

"But this innate spirit bead, its true spirit has been out for a long time, who knows if it is still in this realm? Although it is true that it was born at the beginning of the opening of this world, it was not in this world when the ancestor found this bead! ”

"Most of the true spirits are no longer in this realm, and I don't know what the ancestor thinks, this kind of needle in a haystack is a waste of manpower and material resources, and I don't know how many things have been delayed for this."

In fact, he is not the only one who thinks so, but there are many people in the door who think like this.

After all, there are too many people in Yuqing Dao today, and there are many people, so they naturally have more ideas, and they naturally dare not argue with the ancestor of the Immortal Domain in person, but this is indispensable for passive sabotage.