Qi Wufu only wrote these four sentences, and then put pen to paper.

The old man stroked his beard and recited this couplet in a low voice, or it should be four lines of poetry, but he felt that the words were simple and fairy-like, and suddenly laughed to himself, but he was a little happy, and said with a smile: "The words still can't be too full." ”

"No confusion, did you write this?"

Qi Wufu shook his head and said calmly: "I don't have such talent. ”

"This is a poem I saw in a dream, written by a monk named Qinglian, I haven't heard of his poems from anyone else, and it should be okay to make couplets."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled:

"Good."

He immediately regretted it: "It seems that this elixir can't be given to you." ”

The old man's sleeve robe was swept away, and he had already put away the longevity pill on the table, and then reached into the cuff and took out an object, but it was a scroll of scriptures, its material was simple, and the words on it were all the same as the words on the mountain god rune, like clouds, changeable, as if highlighting the mystery of the Xuanmen.

The words fluctuated, as if they were about to fly directly out of the scroll, turning into birds, clouds, moonlight, and so on.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "In this case, this thing is for you." ”

"This is the first of all the laws, and ordinary people can cultivate it, and they can go to the top of the three flowers, and the five qi are the yuan."

"Through the heavens, all things are understood, and changes are known."

"Magical powers, free and mysterious."

"If you practice it, you will be able to become a real person in the world within a hundred years, and if you are willing to receive the edict of the Emperor of Heaven, you can also be an immortal official, and so far; Practice gradually, if you can practice asceticism, and then have a fate, in the future, you will be called Xingjun Yuanjun, there is a dojo in the world to worship you, it is not an impossible thing, at that time, it can be regarded as leisurely, traveling to the North Sea twilight, how? ”

Direct preaching through the Dharma.

Such a classic, placed in the few great sects in the world now, is already the top core inheritance.

If you talk about the previous elixir, it is still a person's leisure; Then this scripture can already open the lineage of the Dharma for thousands of years.

Now it is directly placed in front of Qi Wufu.

Qi Wufu naturally hoped to get this scripture in his heart, but he still asked:

"Is my husband satisfied?"

The old man stroked his beard for a long time, and replied with a smile: "The fairy spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the words that can be written by the extraordinary vulgar." ”

"But after all, it is written as a person, in the old man's opinion, the fairy spirit is enough, but I always feel that a genius disciple wrote it, as the old man's collection, but also, but the old man's Daolian, the tone is a little worse."

The boy was puzzled.

The old man replied with a flat smile:

"The world is huge, and no one dares to say it throughout the ages."

"Grant me immortality."

Qi Wufu opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that this poem was also out of place.

"And only the atmosphere is not enough, there are also some Taoist sects in the world, writing all kinds of couplets on the mountain gate, such as this ......"

The old man casually bent his fingers and struck.

A drop of water flew out of the teacup, and then turned into a picture, in an instant, the wind and waves flowed, the surroundings seemed to come to the top of the mountain, Qi Wufu was stunned, looked around left and right, saw the mountains towering, there was a glow in the sky, like a fairy, someone turned into a retreat, coming and going like electricity, the highest place of this cloud is actually a Taoist temple, simple and ordinary, a couplet in front.

Qi Wufu's eyes widened and he looked around.

The face that has always been calm shows a little bit of youthful eagerness.

The old man smiled and said, "You can try it." ”

Qi Wufu didn't know what this sentence meant, so he noticed a mysterious feeling, as if he could control the picture of this drop of water, so he subconsciously moved, and the picture was pulled in in an instant, crossing the layers of mysterious mountain top Taoist temples, and came to the simple Taoist temple.

Some of them meditated.

And in front is a couplet.

The Tao runs through yin and yang, and the Three Realms Psychic Division hides.

Yunheng Taidai, Wanshan Jishou worships Tianzun!

Grandiose.

And Qi Wufu controlled his own Yuan Shen, so that this picture hovered above this Taoist temple, seeing the flowers blooming and falling, and the blue clouds, he was happy for a while, after all, his cultivation was not enough, and when he stepped forward to see the couplet, he did not control it well.

A hint of breath leaked.

And in an instant, this drop of water could not maintain the original harmonious posture, and burst open.

In the midst of the burst, Qi Wufu seemed to see that the Taoist who was meditating in this Taoist temple seemed to wake up and wanted to open his eyes.

However, Qi Wufu didn't see him open his eyes, that is, he saw the surrounding picture shattering, faintly feeling falling from the nine heavens, seeing everything leaving me, the clouds and glow collapsed together, his face turned slightly pale, his sleeve robe was swept away, and even the white paper on which the poems were written on the table flew down, and he really fell into this sea of clouds, blue waves, and Taoist temples.

Qi Wufu almost thought that he was about to fall, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the cuffs of the old man next to him, but suddenly felt a little cool in his eyebrows, and suddenly woke up, but it was the drop of tea that fell, and it was just that.

The old man laughed.

The young man's face was slightly red, and he let go of the old man's cuffs that he was grabbing, and said, "It's just a little ...... Fear of heights. ”

After all, he still showed the spirit of a young man in front of the old man, raised his hands and wiped his forehead carelessly, and then sat firmly and upright, holding his face, his eyes did not squint, but his ears were red.

"A little, a little."

The old man laughed loudly, pointed his finger at him and nodded:

"Awesome, awesome!"

"I have never seen a mountain god afraid of heights."

Qi Wufu's lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.

The old man lifted this section, and did not continue to tease the young and old child, but stroked his beard and smiled:

"Fang Cai's couplet, you also saw it, there are many such styles in the world."

"It's either to worship Tianzun, or it's to Chaojiuxiao, it's not that it's bad, it's just that the old man doesn't like it very much."

"It's as if there are ten thousand taels of gold and silver at home, and you have to tell the world."

"If it is not in this style, it is such as [Taiyue Pi Hongmeng, look at the Zixiao Day, the golden palace is flying, and a few pestles and Qing bells are often deafening] [The wind melts the righteousness, the hegemony disappears, the fairy trail is misty, and the right path of the thousand autumns always lingers], etc., which is not chic enough."

"It should be pure and calm, and it should be chic and fairy, but it should not be too cumbersome and boring."

"Is it possible to do it without confusion?"

"Especially, if it's the old man's own point of view."

The old man looked at him jokingly, which was quite difficult.

However, this book of scripture is meant to be given to him seriously, and it is enough to serve as a foundation for his protection.

The young man thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Yes." ”

The old man was surprised.

Qi Wufu made a little reminiscence, and it was still a dream Chinese character.

In one volume of the story, one is also a Taoist, and the Taoist name is called a couplet written by Zhen Yuanzi.

It's just what I saw in a dream, and the words in the story are illusory and not real, so it's okay.

The magic power is vast, but the old man in front of him is not inferior at all.

Qi Wufu dipped the pen in ink and wrote down.

The old man was surprised, stroked his beard and lowered his eyes, but saw the young man put down his pen and write the words, and said:

"Immortal Immortal Mansion."

"With the same longevity as the sky."

Overbearing? It's not overbearing, it's just an ordinary Taoist family.

But that kind of calm and unhurried, slowly speaking, magnificent, fairy vastness, almost full of paper.

Immortality, longevity with the sky.

It's just my ordinary Taoist family.

The text is not as good as the previous one, but the rhyme is really a master.

Take one's time.

Magnificent.

The old man stroked his beard and recited it several times, and suddenly laughed and said, "Good, good!" ”

"I love it!"

"It seems that this volume of scripture can not be given to you, hahaha."

The old man stretched out his hand, took away the scroll of the Taoist scriptures, and then stroked his head with his hands, and said overjoyed:

"Now, I'm [by your name]!"

"Three days later, I'm going to see somebody."

"At that time."

"If you are not confused, you will go with me."

"I don't give you Dan, I don't give you the Fa, the gift that the old man gave you is a fate, how about it?!"