The little fat man Wu Yong looked at Gan Shiyi, who looked excited, and suddenly shook his head and shouted: "That Qingyouzi has already left Qingshan City, and my father also found a person who is familiar with him in Qingyun Temple. ”

Gan Shiyi's eyes widened, and he muttered a little dejectedly: "Gone? ”

He suddenly turned his head to look at the little fat man Wu Yong, and shouted urgently: "Take me to Qingyun Temple." ”

Gan Shiyi, who had just returned from Qingcheng Mountain, hurried to Qingcheng Mountain again.

It's just that this time it's the Qingyun Temple that went to it.

Qingyunguan attracts a large number of pilgrims every day, and the mountain road is full of pilgrims who come here to offer incense, and of course there are some people with ulterior motives.

Gan Shiyi had been in Qingshan City for several years, and he had already finished visiting the outer hall of Qingyun Temple.

Even the inner sanctum, taking advantage of the Feather Festival, has been there a few times.

It's just that I have never found the so-called immortal cultivators in Qingyun Temple, and I have never found some ways to become immortals.

And this time, his path to cultivation actually appeared in Qingyun Temple.

"Two good believers, follow this path to the side hall."

Entering the Qingyun Temple, there was already a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe waiting here.

He took Gan Shiyi and Wu Yong to wander around the view, and finally came to a very dilapidated small hall.

You must know that Qingyun Temple has collected the kindness of pilgrims from all over the world, and has already repaired the glorious atmosphere of the entire Qingyun Temple, revealing exquisiteness everywhere.

And in front of him, there was this inappropriate side hall.

Gan Shiyi visited Qingyun Temple several times, but it was the first time he found such a strange place.

When you enter the hall, you find that the hall is extremely simple, except for a few Tuanpu, there is only a portrait enshrined in the center of the hall.

The person in the portrait looks handsome, fluttering like a fairy, and his eyes are full of confidence and firmness.

In front of the portrait, there are two people standing, one is outside the Wu Yuan, and the other is Lao Dao.

When Gan Eleven stepped into the hall, the old man turned around as if he had sensed.

Lao Dao's face is full of wrinkles, his beard and hair are mixed with black and white, a little messy, and his robe is even more shabby and old, very simple, only a pair of eyes reveal a little light.

Wu Yuanwai on the side said with a little joy: "Gan Xianshi, this is Yuan Shoumo, who is familiar with Qing Youzi, Yuan Dao Chang. ”

Gan Shiyi bowed his hand and said, "Yuan Dao Chief." ”

Daoist Yuan Shoumo nodded slightly, raised his hand and returned the salute with a smile: "Come with me." ”

Then he turned and left the temple.

Gan Shiyi was a little stunned, but he still followed unhurriedly.

The two walked through several courtyard gates and came to a slightly quaint courtyard.

There is a pond in the courtyard, in which a few small fish swim around.

Yuan Shoumo reached into the pool, took out a piece of white jade as pure as mutton fat, and handed it to Gan Shiyi.

"After thirty years, I'm finally waiting for you."

Gan Shiyi's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Yuan Shoumo's jade Jian in a daze.

He searched hard for the follow-up exercises, and he really found them so easily.

It was so easy that it felt a little unreal to him.

What was even more shocking was the thirty years of waiting in Yuan Shoumo's mouth.

These thirty years of waiting, is it for him?

But he has only been in Qingshan City for a few years, and he was still in his previous life thirty years ago.

Gan Shiyi shook his head slightly, took the jade slip, and looked at Yuan Shoumo Dao Chang: "Dao Chief, what do you mean by thirty years?" ”

Yuan Shoumo raised his head with a smile on his face, looked at the sky and said, "Do you know why my Qingyun Temple is so famous?" ”

Gan Shiyi said: "Naturally, it is the immortal who once ascended to immortal in Qingyun Temple. ”

Daoist Yuan Shoumo nodded and said, "More than three thousand years ago, Qingyun Temple was not called Qingyun Temple, but the Qingyun Sect, a well-known cultivation sect in the immortal cultivation world, and there were many disciples in the sect.

After the head of the sect at that time, Yuan Yangzi, soared, the reputation of the Qingyun Sect spread throughout the entire immortal cultivation world.

It's just that one day, a very powerful demon cultivator broke into the mountain gate, and this person's eyes were scarlet, as if he was crazy.

Killing people and burning the ground, there were many monks in the gate who were not his opponents.

The entire Qingyun Sect was completely destroyed by that demon.

Even if people from other sects came to support, they would be vulnerable.

From then on, the entire Qingyun Sect disappeared from the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Even if there were a few disciples who had escaped outside and planned to rebuild the Qingyun Sect, they were suppressed by other sects and did not form a scale.

In this way, after the Qingyun Sect has been inherited for three thousand years, the only monks in the sect have either escaped to other sects early, or they have died in the Dao Dao.

Only this Taoist temple remains.

And now, none of the immortal cultivation techniques of my Qingyun Sect have been inherited, and Qingyun Temple has also been reduced to a Taoist temple monument that is worshipped in the world.

The disciples in the view had already been blinded by the worldly gold, silver and jewelry, and none of them thought about cultivating immortals and revitalizing the Qingyun Sect.

Until... Thirty years ago, a young Taoist priest came to Guanzhong to seek the Dharma.

This person is extremely intelligent, and it is even more rare to have an incomparably firm heart towards the Tao.

He has talked to me many times in his meditation, and I am inferior to him every time.

And although he failed to find a way to become an immortal in the audience, he never became discouraged.

Until one day he came back from abroad, and he was in a daze, and muttered, 'What is an immortal?' ''What is Immortal?'' Then he stayed in the house for two whole years, without eating, drinking, sleeping, or sleeping, until one day he pushed the door open and went out.

He looked frightened, found me, and told me that he had obtained the Immortal Method, but this Dharma could not be cultivated or transmitted.

Then he turned back into the house and closed the door.

After another year, I was worried about his situation, and I pushed the door in, only to see that the house was long gone.

Only this piece of white jade remains. ”

After Gan Shiyi heard this, his heart was tumbling, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a long time, he looked at the jade slip in his hand with a complicated expression and said, "What about what the Taoist chief said about waiting for me for thirty years?" ”

"Heh, huh..."

Probably a little tired after saying so much, Yuan Shoumo Dao Chang bent over and gasped twice, raised his head and looked at Gan Shiyi and said: "That day, Qing Youzi went out to look for me, although his expression was different, but as soon as I saw him, I knew that he had stepped into that road.

Now that I see you, I know that you are on the same path as him. ”

"Oh?"

Gan Shiyi felt a little surprised, and then took out the copy of "Qingyou True Solution" from his arms and handed it to Daoist Yuan Shoumo.

"Since Qing Youzi has obtained the method of becoming an immortal, why did he become so strange later, and he once said that it cannot be cultivated or passed on? In addition to leaving the jade slips, how is the "Enlightenment Sect" in this book in it? ”

Yuan Shoumo shook his head, took the book of "Qingyou True Solution" and looked at it, and was silent for a moment and said: "I thought about it for thirty years, but I felt that he might be in trouble, so I left these things, hoping that someone behind me could help him." ”

"Help?"

Gan Shiyi looked at the jade slip in his hand again, only to feel that Qing Youzi had become more mysterious and complicated in his heart.

How did he get the immortal law?

How did you become so scared?

In the end, why did you leave the jade slips and books?