Qi Wufu nodded quietly, then looked at the things in front of him, and said, "Then the old man will wait for me a little." ”

Even if it was an opportunity, he didn't rush forward immediately, but finished the work in hand first.

The butcher gave the minced meat, originally intended to eat only half of it, and the rest was hidden in the cold cellar under the storeroom, and then it could be eaten twice, but now it is all taken out, and when the filling is blended, it is taken out that only a little sesame oil will be added to the dish during the New Year, and poured into the meat filling.

The buns are wrapped and steamed.

After cutting some more vegetables, he washed his hands and sat down in front of the old man.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "When you came down the mountain with me on your back, I said that I came to visit friends, do you remember?" ”

Qi Wufu nodded.

"Yes."

The old man sighed: "Now that I have been here for a month, it is time to leave." ”

Qi Wufu subconsciously said, "I'll send you." ”

The old man laughed: "The old man's legs and feet are already healed, you and I have exhausted the fate, and there is no need to forcibly keep it, I didn't tell you when I came, and you shouldn't send it away when I go, that's it." ”

"The old man left you a gift, if you practice diligently, he will enter the Tao one day, and there may be a chance for you and me to meet."

"However, the old man's gift is not so easy to get."

He stroked his beard, thought about it, pointed to Qi Wufu's room, and said with a smile: "There are a lot of books in your room. ”

"Although it is absurd, the books I have read are not fake."

"In this way, the old man wants to build a new Taoist temple, and now there is still a lack of a couplet in front of the mountain gate, if you have a heart, write me a pair to see."

"Couplet?"

Qi Wufu was puzzled, but he still went back to the house and took out a pen and paper, which cost about ten yuan, which was more expensive than a pound of pork, and this was already the cheapest pen, as for the white paper, it was also the cheapest kind, called [this paper], one hundred and fifty sheets, and it cost six coins of silver; Qi Wufu's family was poor in the past, although he bought some, but he also cherished it.

Look for the whitest and cleanest piece of these papers, although it is said to be one, but a piece of paper in this era is quite large.

Qi Wufu spread it out.

I brought well water, dissolved the ink, sorted out my thoughts while mixing thoroughly, and dipped my pen in ink.

Many thoughts in my heart fluctuated, subconsciously thought of my wonderful dream, and the old man's pillow to give him a dream, the previous self was just a struggling to maintain life, but now you can see the more distant world, look up at the mountains and rivers, recall the scenery seen after being a mountain god, thoughtful, and immediately put down the pen.

【Taoist Temple Lock Smoke】

The first stroke writes about the scenery, and then the artistic conception is extended.

[You must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles in the sky. 】

The old man stood on one side and stroked his beard, raised his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Not bad." ”

"There is not only the scenery, but also the meaning of the flow of the sun and the moon, which is excellent."

Qi Wufu was calm, and wrote down the following couplet.

"Real people are educating."

He paused, recalled those two mysterious dreams, and wrote:

"I first feel that dreams are hidden in dreams, and time is like an arrow."

The old man pronounced the last sentence, stroking his beard and looking at the young man with a calm expression.

From this couplet, I read Qi Wufu's feelings and gratitude to him, but it seems that it is the experience of the past few years, even if there are many emotions in his heart, Qi Wufu will always show very little.

It is not a blessing to be young and old.

This often represents a lot of suffering in the past.

Only in this way can people grow up in a short period of time.

The old man sighed with emotion in his heart, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad." ”

"Although it seems a little stingy for Taoism, it also contains your understanding."

"A dream of yellow sorghum is all in it."

"It's enough for the old man to give you a gift."

Qi Wufu didn't see any movement, and suddenly there was an extra Dan bottle in the void, with a thin neck of white porcelain, with a clear texture, and its own spiritual light came out, but when he breathed, he smelled the aroma of the pill, Qi Wufu felt that his body was faintly active, and the old man looked at this bottle of pill, his fingers moved slightly, and he quietly erased the four cloud seals of [One Turn Golden Pill] on the Dan bottle.

Then he smiled and said:

"This is ...... Well, I think about it, this is the [Life Continuation Pill]. ”

He uttered an unpretentious name, and then said:

"Your Yuan Shen cultivation is too high, far more than Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing, and when you practice, no matter how you restrain yourself, Yuan Shen will gradually improve, even if you have the method of Yuan Qi Yuan Essence Quenching, hard work, it will take decades of spring and autumn to be able to complete the three talents, if you want to travel all over the world to see all things, it is even more insufficient."

"I personally refined this medicine, and the medicinal properties are mild."

"There are fifty in all."

"One pill can last for a year, and prolong your life for fifty years, which is enough to refine the innate Qi."

"When the time comes, your Yuan Shen Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing have been cultivated to an extremely strong level, and once you set foot in the Innate Qi, the foundation will be extremely strong."

"If there is fate at that time, I will see you again."

Qi Wufu paused: "Fifty years of life? ”

The old man smiled and replied, "Yes, it's too little." ”

"If you have another adventure, it is best to break through in advance, and this medicine can still be kept."

"You can take it yourself, give it to others, whatever you like."

"This pill is not a life-prolonging thing, and its effect has nothing to do with the realm."

"A congenital Qi can also prolong life, and so can a real person in the world."

"It's the heavenly immortal official, and you can continue your life even if your longevity is exhausted."

The old man's tone was light.

Qi Wufu knew the preciousness of this gift in an instant.

The three-legged tripod, a treasure that the mountain god is proud of, can refine the vitality of the mountains, and the spiritual liquid that is refined has the effect of prolonging life for one year.

And the elixir in the old man's hand is probably longevity.

That is, when you reach the limit of your lifespan, you can continue your life for one year if you take one pill.

Divided into the form of the pill, probably because the old man also felt that no matter how indulgent Qi Wufu was, he could cultivate the orthodoxy of the Xuanmen within fifty years of continuing his life, and if he was born with a Qi, he could not use this pill, and he could also give it to others, and those living real people who were about to end their lives would never be stingy with a large inheritance method, and even exchange the magic weapon elixir for this pill that was enough to extend the longevity of the day.

With this fate, it should be-

Give you another fifty years of life.

Or, fifty karmic chances that are enough to form a deep friendship with a real person.

Anyone who has this pill and goes to the great sect of the world to worship the mountain can get started.

Ten grains can get the authentic ancestor of the Xuanmen sect, and if you give all of these to a certain real person, as long as the talent is not low to the level of rotten wood that cannot be carved, a congenital realm is guaranteed, even if the talent is really ignorant, it can also protect the wealth of your life, as well as the foundation of the earth for three or five hundred years after death.

There is no realm limit to prolong the longevity.

Too overbearing.

The old man in front of him sent it out lightly.

Qi Wu said confusedly: "I...... This gift is too valuable, how can I take it? ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's going to be used as this month's meal money." ”

Qi Wufu didn't pick it up, but said softly: "Don't you like this couplet?" ”

The old man smiled dumbly: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that for the old man, it's not enough." ”

"Good is good, the emphasis is on your own comprehension, and it is still a little less than immortal."

"But it's normal, you can't practice for more than a month, you can have such a comprehension, and it's enough to get the gift from the old man to you by exploring the truth of this dream, so you can take it well."

"Then I'll not accept it yet."

"I'll try to write another one, but I didn't write it myself, I heard it before."

Qi Wufu took a step back, arched his hand, and opened the volume he had just written, took out the paper again, and dipped the pen in ink.

He remembered a passage he had seen in that dream, he had since he was a child.

The old man laughed, he knew the character of the child in front of him.

You must think about writing a couplet for yourself that satisfies you, right?

The temperament is too serious, the old man doesn't care about this, but rather appreciates such a temperament, but he doesn't think that the child in front of him can write something that satisfies him.

This [Life Continuation Pill], or should be called [One Turn Golden Pill].

Although this thing is nothing in his collection, it is a great opportunity to release it.

The fate is over.

Unless it is more capable than he expected, he will not give anything else to say anything.

Never break your word.

At this moment, with a little angry mentality of looking at the juniors, he smiled and leaned over to see what he could write.

This time, Qi Wufu's pen was a little more free.

The old man saw the words that had been written on it, and the smile on his face narrowed slightly.

When he wrote a line, there was no longer a joking look on his face, and he read slowly:

"White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor."

"The immortal strokes my top."

"Hair is ...... by longevity"

Plain and simple, fairy calm.

Rushing to the face.

The old man's actions paused, and he sighed in his heart.

…… Misguided.