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The breeze of the Forgetfulness Peak, with the tranquility of the flowers and leaves, gently blew into the cheeks, and deep kisses poured into the nose.

Zhuo Zangfeng stood straight, looking at the old Taoist priest who kept stuffing firewood into the hearth, and couldn't stop questioning.

"Are you really Meng Taixu?"

Meng Taixu was dressed in a green sermon robe, looking at the mist rising from the iron pot, his expression was focused and calm.

"You've been standing at the door for two hours, why don't you come in and have a drink?"

Zhuo Zangfeng spent so much time observing the old Taoist, he didn't speak, and the old Taoist priest treated him as air. The two men were busy with each other, and neither of them spoke.

Until he couldn't help but ask.

"I asked forty-seven people in the village at the bottom of the mountain, and everyone didn't know Meng Taixu, but only said that there was no Taoist temple on the mountain, there was a hole on the top, and there was a sloppy Taoist priest. ”

"Hehehe!" Meng Tai smiled falsely, "Please take a seat!"

He also used the word "please" to a young man with no name, which shows that he is a person.

Zhuo Zangfeng entered and looked around, there were only a few pieces of bluestone in the cave, which were considered seats, so he sat down. Looking at Meng Taixu's elegant and ruddy face and his gentle and deep eyes, no matter what, he could not be associated with a sword cultivation that was higher than the world.

Meng Taixu got up and poured a bowl of water for him, put it on the bluestone in front of him, looked at the young man's clear and crystalline eyes, slender danfeng eyes, and sweat-stained clothes, and smiled.

The place where it is located is made of bluestone, which is counted as a house, and the entrance to the middle is a dark stone cave, could it be that Meng Taixu is cultivating here?

There is green smoke coming out of the stove in the house, and you can smell the strong smell of pine resin.

Meng Taixu saw the look of surprise in the young man's eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't think that cultivation must stop eating the fireworks of the world. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng was dumbfounded, this old man could actually guess his thoughts. Seeing that there was a large coarse porcelain bowl missing from the bluestone, he picked it up and drank it all. Unexpectedly, it is sweet in the throat and has a special aroma.

"It's all mountain springs, clear and sweet. ”

Meng Taixu saw that the young man was bold, and he was happy from the bottom of his heart, took the big bowl, saw that there was a dirty finger mark on it, and wiped it again and again with his left sleeve.

There seemed to be an apologetic look on his face, and when he poured the second bowl of water, he almost fell to the ground.

Zhuo Zangfeng drank three bowls in a row, waved his hand to stop the old man from pouring water again, and took off the "Immortal Jade Divine Box" from his back.

From the time the young man found this place, Meng Taixu already understood his identity, and at this moment, he saw the young man put down the jade box, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, don't worry! You are full of energy, and you have no worries about life for the time being." Duan Qianhua's hard work was not in vain. ”

When Zhuo Zangfeng heard Duan Qianhua's name, he burst into tears, turned his head and said, "I'm just afraid of living up to his expectations!"

Meng Taixu looked at the young man for a long time, seeing his true feelings, he couldn't help himself, and nodded: "Duan Qianhua's expectation for you is to hope that you will be free from illness and disaster, and will not be bullied by others. I'll help him make that happen. ”

At this time, the wind blows from the doorway, which is refreshing and pleasant. Meng Taixu waved his hand gently, a warm vitality turned, and the "Immortal Jade Divine Box" jumped out of thin air and flew to his side, under the deep gaze of the old man, the wooden box gradually changed from brown and yellow wood color to gray and white, and then turned gray and white, and finally became a white and flawless wooden box.

Meng Taixu looked at the fluorescent wooden box and said lightly: "This is its original color." Duan Qianhua was afraid that the divine box would be too eye-catching, so he used the color of wood as a cover, and he was painstakingly lonely!"

As he spoke, the old man lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your name is Zang Feng, I just want you to take away the edge, just like this box, the appearance is dull, and the inside is shining." ”

Meng Tai's void qi was full, overflowing but not dissipating, his body was surrounded by a faint heaven and earth vitality, his long body, and his dirty robe, at this moment, Zhuo Zangfeng thought that the old man's immortal aura was fluttering, and he was transcendent from the world.

After a while, Meng Taixu's eyes showed a look of surprise, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he quickly sent out a transcendent divine sense.

He closed his eyes tightly and let his divine consciousness wander between heaven and earth, and he knew many things that could not be seen and could not be seen.

He opened his eyes, stunned, and said after a while: "I have argued with Brother Duan nine times, and I have lost convincingly nine times, and this time, I am simply a five-body thrower. ”

The old monster said that he had lost to Meng Taixu nine times, but the old man Meng said that he had lost to the old monster nine times, Zhuo Zangfeng was puzzled, who lost and who won, for a while, he only felt that the world of two people was simply unfathomable.

Meng Taixu slowly retracted his qi, and the wooden box fell lightly to the ground without making any sound.

He stretched out his palm, which was as thin as an old monster, and pressed it on the top of Zhuo Zangfeng's head, which made the young man inexplicably feel that "the immortal caresses my top, and the hair is immortal".

At this time, Duan Qianhua's life's work is condensed, and it also witnesses the difficult career of the teenager. Can the root of all this suffering end here? Zhuo Zangfeng didn't know, but he believed it.

The founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect put his palm on the top of the young man's head, and he had a solemn expression.

He is not only facing the problem of being a sword dao immortal who cannot get rid of the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, but he is facing the life-like entrustment of an old friend who has been friends for a hundred years.

This burden is too heavy, and it is as heavy as the vitality within the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations is surging towards him.

He withdrew his palm, no frustration on his face.

Although he had expected that the young man's meridians were different from ordinary people, he still didn't expect it to be so bad.

Zhuo Zangfeng's mysteries are not connected to the meridians. If the meridians are compared to a river, and the dantian qi sea is compared to the sea, then the mysteries in his body are like mountains, completely blocking the river from flowing into the sea.

The practice of the world is based on the smooth passage of the meridians, and then through the mysteries, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, making it like gurgling water, and flowing into the sea of dantian qi.

The more vitality a person has stored in the sea of dantian qi, the higher the realm of cultivation will naturally be.

Meng Taixu pondered.

In this way, the young man's meridians are not able to penetrate the mysteries, and he cannot absorb the vitality at all, so he naturally cannot practice. The depth of the mystery of the Heavenly Dao can be seen here. The meridians are born by nature and are almost difficult to change the day after tomorrow.

This is a tricky question indeed. Thinking about the ancient books and secret books, there is no way to solve this problem, and there is no record of successful cultivation of kendo immortals.

What's worse is that the meridians in the young man's body are messy and slender, although he relies on the "Immortal Jade Divine Box" to keep it smooth, but how can such a weak meridian absorb the vitality of heaven and earth?

Just like a big tree, the meridians are the roots, and if the roots are not passable, they cannot absorb water and nutrients, and they will naturally wither and die. If you compare people with people, the meridians are not connected, and people's qi and blood are not prosperous, and there is a risk of life.

Hundreds of rivers enter the sea, relying on unimpeded rivers, and how can the meridians of the young man's crooked streams become the climate?

Meng Taixu pondered for a long time, slowly walked out of the house, looked at a waterfall on the opposite side that was reluctant to give up day and night, regardless of cold and heat, and was constantly stirring, and muttered: "Brother Duan, Brother Duan! You have given Lao Dao the biggest problem in the world. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng followed, looking for Meng Taixu in a hurry, ignoring this spectacular waterfall, at this moment he heard the roar of water in his ears, and the clear water fell from the sky, splashing countless crystal droplets.

The water foam from the waterfall is blown by the wind, but it is extremely cool on the face.

The young man learned from Meng Taixu to stand with his hands behind his back, looking up at the waterfall, and a flock of birds flew overhead, one old and one young staring still.

Meng Taixu saw the waterfall endlessly, looking at the tireless water flowing with joy, splashing, and joy, a thought suddenly sprouted in his heart, and said silently: "Brother Duan, you can save his life, then I can also make him a cultivator." ”

He looked at the waterfall and muttered, "Duan Qianhua, Lao Dao will never lose to you this time." ”