Chapter 30 Becoming an Immortal, Difficult to Walk
...... Cheng Xianlu?
Qi Wufu saw that there were words written on the yellowed paper, the handwriting was sharp, even if the handwriting was faintly blurry, he could still see the young man's heart and spirit, and then looked back carefully, and found that this was just a record of practice, not only did it have the key to each step of practice, but also wrote down the practitioner's experience in detail next to it, which was of great benefit to Qi Wufu.
In addition to that, there is also the kind of record of one's own life.
'July 13th, sunny, Qi cultivation, at the age of thirteen, the vitality of the full achievement, I am also a genius! β
'Father, grandfather, are not as good as me!' β
'Hold a sword and look down on the world, ha, who can have my style?! β
'Ha, in the past, I should use the time of cultivation as a guide, record my ascension to immortals, and pass it on to future generations, and future generations of disciples should be proud. β
'As the name is, become an immortal! β
This line of text was calm and chic, and it was full of spirit, so that Qi Wufu couldn't help but smile.
immediately thought of Taixuan's behavior and frowned slightly.
Isn't this book the cultivation records he seized after killing a young cultivator?
Is it the original owner of the [Mingzhen Dao Alliance] waist card?
On the second page, a few simple spells were recorded, or the young man's transcript: 'When the cultivator's Yuan Qi has not merged with the Yuan Jing, the Yuan Qi cannot leave the body, so it cannot lead to the casting of spells, but the monks at this stage, relying on the preparation of the Dharma altar, can also cast similar supernatural powers. β
Therefore, he can also be called a Taoist priest to prove that he is no longer an ordinary person. β
Fu added: 'Yesterday the old man beat me, and when he is old, I will feed him the most unpalatable medicine, ha, no sugar! β
The back was erased, as if he was beaten by the elders, and the white paper left traces of the outline of the young man's face.
And then add -
'If you get beaten, you can add a piece of sugar. β
Qi Wufu couldn't help but smile.
At a glance, the ritual supernatural powers recorded on this page are [Hemostatic Spell], [Evil Collecting Method], [Hiding Method]
After that, he recorded in detail how to run the Yuan Qi, how to step on the Gangbu Fight, and how to cast these spells in the realm of refining the Yuan Jing.
After reading it, Qi Wufu had a lot of feelings.
And then the back part is written that the boy was forced by his parents to work.
In the end, he jumped to his feet in anger.
'Grind tofu, grind tofu, rub your uncle's [crossed out] tofu!" β
"I'm a swordsman, I'm a swordsman, I'm not grinding tofu!"
'Damn old man, why did you say that you didn't join the WTO, how could you talk about being born?!' Jokes, jokes! β
'Who's joining the WTO grinds tofu every day! β
'The smell of beans is very strong, woo woo woo ......'
'My white clothes fluttering sword fairy wind, my cards! Am I just going to wear clothes, carry a sword, and grind tofu? β
'No, no, I'm a genius!' I'm going to create a magic power for grinding tofu! β
'It's decided! β
'I'm a genius! β
Qi Wufu seemed to see a peer of his own age carrying a sword on his back, squatting there and gritting his teeth, and then getting up to grind tofu, the young man's white clothes he had just bought were all smelly of beans, and he was so angry that he wanted to cry without tears, and finally he was so angry that he went to open up a spell.
Qi Wufu then flipped through the back, and then was stunned, and saw that the back was written one by one-
γTofu Push Spellγ
The name is unpretentious.
Mantra: One, two, three, four, five ancestors, five gods of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the disciple recites a mantra in his heart.
Boiled beans and roasted beans, beans cry in the kettle, this is the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other, it is not clear if it is not clear, and it cannot be achieved without success.
Turn the pulp into a basin of water, a thousand spirits, and then it will be spiritual!
"Really?"
Not only that, but there is also the [Pig Killing Spell], the reason is that it is too embarrassing for the dignified sword fairy to kill the pig according to the pig.
Being hit head-on by a wild boar on the stomach hurts and hurts and rolls around on the ground, it's too embarrassing.
So create spells!
Of course, the one who was hit by a wild boar and had a stomachache was not Ben Sword Immortal!
There is a [Cooking Wine and Meat Mantra] - the reason is that cooking by yourself is too unpalatable to eat and vomit.
There is a [Spell to Relieve the Whole Man] - for the young man of his childhood sweetheart.
There is a [Bone Swallowing Needle Method] - a northern monk, the first time he ate fish, he was stuck in his throat, he was uncomfortable drinking vinegar, and he created a spell!
Turning back, Qi Wufu seemed to see a young man laughing and scolding, unruly, young and high-spirited, practice, life, sword practice, thirteen years old to cultivate qi, seventeen years old to cultivate sword intent, twenty-one years old, congenital Qi, self-proclaimed the world's first-rate, in which the inheritance, means, and magic power of cultivation have been recorded in detail.
Qi Wufu looked at it slowly, and faintly felt that he had written down all these magical methods.
Swordsmanship, miscellaneous, exorcism and evil spirits, medical skills, fate, talismans, all of them.
I just made a note of a kind of body that uses its own vitality to regulate others.
In order to achieve the effect of [Righteousness and Exorcism], when I opened the page again, I was slightly stunned.
'Eighteen years, Zong Wei got married today. β
The love of her heart is mine, I know. β
But I had nothing more to ask for, and I saw her marry someone else on the top of the mountain in the rain, and then turned away. β
'Traveling the world, seeking teachers and visiting the Tao, cultivating one's life and cultivating one's life. β
'July 31-'
'Passing through the secluded temple, I saw the demons and ghosts running rampant, and cut the sword to them, and there was a tree demon who was quite Taoist. β
'Fight the sword for a hundred miles, kill one hundred and thirty-one ghosts, wear dozens of wounds, and save thirteen people. β
'At sunrise, I was drunk on the purple glow on the horizon, and I was happy! β
'August 36-'
'The road is difficult, and when there is a great drought, water is brought to help the world and save the people. β
'Sell a pot of wine and leave calmly. β
'Forty-one June-'
'When encountering evil cultivators, they practiced the law by killing people, and in anger they chased and killed them with a sword, and killed them with a heavy blow, and lost their life for thirteen years. β
They said, "I will fall into this way one day." β
'Ha, jokes, jokes, my monks, be like a sword, bow without shame, if there is a day, it is better to draw a sword and kill yourself! β
'Dare to disturb my heart. β
'Evil demons and foreign ways, everyone will be punished!' β
'Fifty years-'
'Breakthrough...... If you fail, ha, it's okay, let's put down our practice today and go drink and drink! β
'Fifty-one yearsβ'
'Breakthrough failed...... That's it, that's it. β
'Fifty-three yearsβ'
'The breakthrough failed. β
'Sixty years β homecoming. β
'Zong Wei is dead, and I saw her body being carried away in front of me. β
His heart tingled, and he hesitated, and then he went to the mountain again. β
Here I see her married, here I see her funeral, I see her all her life. β
'It was a night of drinking alone and getting drunk, drunk dreams, it seemed that I saw me and her when I was young, my heart was melancholy, and I woke up with hesitation, should I face my heart and take her away...... A lifetime of cultivation, nothing can be achieved here. β
'Am I doing something wrong?' β
When Qi Wufu looked at the back, the once young and unruly swordsman had experienced too much, sending his friends to death one by one, and no matter how he practiced, he was always one step behind, always one step behind, sixty years, seventy years, eighty years, all like this, finally, when he saw the hundred years of practice, Qi Wufu saw that the words were already chaotic and crazy.
'Failed again! Failed again! Failed again! β
'Could it be that when I was young, I fought with people and lost my foundation?!' Knowing early, knowing ...... early"
"If I had known, I wouldn't have saved those people!"
'Just watch them die, die, die!' β
'One hundred and tenth year. β
'Fail, fail, fail!!!' β
'One hundred and seventeenth year. β
'Trying to refine the Blood Demon Pill, I just borrowed some human blood, and it won't affect their lifespan, no. β
'Useful, useful...... Hahahaha, it's useful, it's useful! β
I feel my roots come back a little bit, vitality, vitality is boiling, boiling! β
'There is a chance, there is a chance, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! β
Qi Wufu looked at this page, he already knew who this book belonged to.
He seemed to take a slight breath, and then quickly turned the back, and saw those words like knives, recording that the once young and high-spirited people fell into the quagmire step by step, first taking human blood as an elixir, then taking life yuan, and finally taking human lives, and his personality gradually changed, gradually crazy and cautious, for the sake of life expectancy, there was nothing to do, and finally Qi Wufu saw the last page, the last record-
'One hundred and thirty-one spring. β
Zong Wei's grandson has also passed away. β
'My hometown really doesn't mean anything to me anymore, this body is like a fluttering canopy, like a silverfish in heaven and earth, everything in the world seems to have no connection with me anymore, my relatives have died, my friends have fallen, and I suddenly feel melancholy. β
I was drinking, I was drunk, and when I was walking alone at night, I saw the river passing by, and my lips were dry, and I wanted to drink some water to moisten my throat. β
Tonight the moonlight was bright, and I lowered my head and was stunned. β
In the water under the moon, it seems that it is me, and it is not me...... It was the appearance of a young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, glaring at me angrily, it was like the appearance of my youth, as if he was going to draw his sword and kill me, I was stunned, the murderous aura was strong, I sat down on the ground, I didn't know why, I was enraged. β
I called out the sword box, and slashed the water to pieces, gasping for breath, but I, I seemed to be able to see that the young me was standing in the mist and looking at me, it seemed far away, it seemed very close. β
His eyes were so bright that I hated it. β
He said, "Evil demons should be killed and punished!" γβ
I went back, and from then on, the sword I used in my youth, for some reason, neighed in the night. β
It's an ominous sword. β
'I'm probably going to die......
I wanted to smash it, but I couldn't, I locked it with countless red ropes, and I locked 'me'. β
'I want to live forever. β
PS:
Those spells are also from the folk lineage.