Kurosawa Mansion, a barren mountain somewhere.

"It should ...... This is it. ”

Xu Changqing was dressed in a hat and a bamboo basket on his back, looking at the clouds and mist in the deep mountains: "Old man...... According to those above the market, there seems to be a real Taoist in this unknown deep mountain. ”

"Well, you can check it out, but you also need to be safe."

Sulu reminded indifferently.

After the last comprehensive matter was resolved, Xiaozhai Village had no other external troubles.

And Xu Changqing's cultivation has reached the cultivation of the gods, and there is no way out of the martial arts, so he must embark on a journey to seek immortals and visit the Tao.

In this regard, Sulu gave him two suggestions.

The first is to join the government!

The Daluo Imperial Court can suppress Kyushu, and there are immortals to serve, and there should be no shortage of internal immortal cultivation techniques, after joining the Demon Suppression Division and other institutions, he will slowly accumulate meritorious deeds, and sooner or later he will be able to redeem them.

However, Xu Changqing had just killed a nine-grade inspection, and it was when his heart was weak, and he didn't have much good impression of the government, so he directly refused.

The second suggestion is to find some immortal cultivation sects.

Su Lu didn't have too good clues in this regard, so he could only let Xu Changqing search for traces of immortals in the territory of Kurosawa Mansion.

If you can't find it in Fuzhong, you can only expand the scope to Lingzhou.

"Honestly...... It's too dangerous in the wild, especially in this kind of uninhabited barren mountain, is it really inhabited? ”

Xu Changqing shuddered inexplicably when he thought of his experience in the wild during this time.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already refined his gods, coupled with the old man's suggestion, and some luck, he might have been buried on the side of the road long ago.

It also gave him a deep understanding of why the villagers of this era were reluctant to migrate.

"Of course ordinary people can't, except for cultivators!"

Sulu replied, "I only hope it's not the same rumors as the previous ......."

This is not the first place Xu Changqing has found, he has also found a few Taoist priests who are said to have cultivated in their bodies before.

But after some temptation, I found that most of them were magic sticks, and occasionally a few of them practiced two-handed martial arts, and even he couldn't beat him, which made Xu Changqing speechless.

"This should be a bit of a real skill, otherwise I wouldn't dare to live in the wilderness and mountains."

Xu Changqing stepped into the mist-shrouded mountain range: "And...... The legend of this old way has been passed down for decades...... There was also a woodcutter who said that he had met him before, and it seems that he may really have mastered some secret of immortality? ”

"Yes or no, you can see it at a glance."

Sulu remained silent.

There is no path to the nameless barren mountain, but Xu Changqing's martial arts are already good, walking between many strange rocks, like walking on the ground.

Half a day passed quickly, and he stopped at a spring without finding anything.

"The mountain doesn't feel right, and it's best not to take local things......" Sulu reminded.

"Yes."

Xu Changqing put down the hand that was about to scoop the spring water to drink, and instead grabbed the wine bag on his waist.

In ancient times, alcohol was very low, it was not easy to get drunk, it was not easy to spoil, and it was a good backup option when it was difficult to get water for long trips.

He took a few sips of wine, and felt the pungent taste go all the way down his throat, and his body, which had been invaded by the cold, suddenly warmed up a little.

After a while, Xu Changqing found a stone and sat down, ready to eat the dry food he was carrying.

After nibbling on a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, his ears fluttered and he heard a singing voice:

"The face of Confucius, only the way is to follow. The Tao is a thing, but it is only in a trance......"

This means that virtue is determined by the Tao. The Tao does not have a fixed form.

"This is a song!"

Xu Changqing came to his senses, got up and chased after the place where the song came from.

It didn't take long for him to see an old Taoist priest.

The other party was wearing a dark and tattered Taoist robe, and was walking through the mountains and forests with a wooden cane.

"Daoist, please stay!"

Xu Changqing flew forward and stopped Lao Dao, but he was taken aback.

This Taoist has half-black and half-white hair, prominent cheeks, sparse teeth, and some subtle inconsistencies between his eyes and nose and other facial features, as if someone has installed them at will, which is indescribably weird.

However, he was only surprised in his heart, and saluted respectfully on the surface: "In Xia Xu Changqing, I have seen Zhenxiu!" ”

"Decay is not really cultivated...... It's just a seeker who lives deep in the mountains. The old Taoist priest spoke, his voice hoarse and slow, like a dilapidated bellows: "You came to look for me, what is the matter?" ”

"Ask for immortals! I want to learn the method of cultivating immortals! ”

Xu Changqing's face was firm.

Don't cultivate immortals? How to recover the blood debt of Xiaozhai Village?

"Immortals?" The old Taoist priest smiled lowly: "In your opinion, what is an immortal?" ”

"This ......" Xu Changqing couldn't answer, followed Su Lu's proposal, and asked rhetorically: "Please also ask my uncle for advice." ”

"Immortal, Dao also! The so-called seeking immortals is actually just seeking the Tao! The old Taoist priest said solemnly.

"What is the Tao?"

"The Tao is a thing, but it is in a trance. In a trance, there is an elephant in it; In a trance, there is something in it; There is a fine in it, and its essence is very true, and there is a letter in it, from now on and in ancient times, its name does not go, so as to read the public ......"

The old Taoist priest groaned, "We are nothing but humble and ignorant...... How is there a shortcut? The only way to turn to the 'Waidan'! I see that you also have some strength, and you can contribute to the 'Waidan' refined by the old way, are you willing to help me? ”

"Yes!"

Xu Changqing said without hesitation.

"Good!" Lao Dao brushed his sparse beard and said with a smile: "On the day of Dancheng, I will share one of you and help you get to the road." ”

……

"Old man ......"

Following behind Lao Dao, recalling his smile, Xu Changqing actually felt that the other party's face was a little blurred.

He asked in his heart, "Is this person a true monk?" ”

"Who told you he's human?"

Sulu asked rhetorically.

"Not human?!"

Xu Changqing's hairs stood on end, and he felt that under the other party's tattered robe, he didn't know what terrible things were hidden.

"Xu Jushi?"

Lao Dao looked back consciously: "What's wrong?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Xu Changqing reluctantly replied, only to feel that with the darkness of the sky, the terror on the other party was constantly recovering.

……

The old Taoist priest settled in a nameless barren mountain, and his residence was a thatched hut.

He took Xu Changqing to the thatched hut and shouted, "Breeze, bright moon!" ”

The two Taoist boys came out of the thatched hut and called them masters.

The two of them had red lips and white teeth, a little cinnabar mole on their eyebrows, and an innocent and bright smile, which made Xu Changqing's mood relax a lot.

The old Taoist priest took him to an alchemy furnace again, and said: "The old Taoist wants to refine the 'Wai Dan', but he lacks a few medicinal herbs, and there is also the use of flint, so it depends on how much strength you have......

"Please rest assured, the Taoist chief will take care of all the firewood and charcoal fires you need."

Xu Changqing patted his chest and reassured.