That kind of moist air, and the feeling that there seemed to be a faint and fishy smell, Qi Wufu only noticed it in the young man in the fancy clothes who came to bet with the fortune teller yesterday.

Now that I perceive it, I subconsciously think it's still him.

The young Taoist turned around, followed the breath and looked, and saw that people were coming and going outside, and the breath came from more than 30 steps away, a two-story teahouse, he looked up, but as far as the eye could see, it was not the young man he had seen yesterday, but an old man, leaning on the railing of the second floor of the teahouse, drinking tea alone, holding a child in his arms, but the child was crying.

The old man comforted the child.

seemed to be aware of Qi Wufu's gaze.

The old man turned to look.

Looking at Qi Wufu, the young Taoist knew that he was rude, stood in the crowd, and bowed his hand slightly apologetically.

The old man had already laughed and said, "I didn't expect to be able to see a Xuanmen Sect with successful cultivation here. ”

"The old man is very lonely drinking tea here alone."

"Xiaodao Chief, if you don't dislike it, please come up and have a cup of tea, right?"

The old man was quite free and easy to invite.

Qi Wufu thought about it and thanked him.

Carrying the osmanthus cake in his hand, he walked up to the teahouse step by step and came to the window position on the second floor.

Seeing that the child had stopped crying just now, a woman hurried up and took the child away, thanking and bowing down, Qi Wufu understood after listening to these words of thanks, it seems that because there are too many people in the city today, the woman and the child are lost, it is the old man who teased the child and sent someone to find the woman.

The woman went away with a thousand thanks.

It's just that there seems to be a bit of horror in his eyes.

The boy was happy, and turned to wave goodbye to the old man over there.

The old man smiled gently and raised his teacup.

Then invited Qi Wufu to sit down, and the young Taoist sat opposite the old man and saw the old man's true face.

Only then did I understand why there was a slight look of fright in the woman's eyes.

It was an old man with a majestic face, with a flying eyebrow, only half of the right eyebrow, and a piece of skin on the corner of his forehead with burn marks.

Matched with this majestic face, it inevitably looks three points hideous.

The old man was able to perceive Qi Wufu's gaze without any malice, which was enough to prove that his spiritual cultivation was extremely high, clear as a mirror, and people experienced not many things when they were young, so the Yuan Shen was more lively than the Zhi Shen who was born from the acquired learning experience, and was able to perceive the hidden malice and kindness of people.

That's why I have a good impression of this old man with a majestic face and a hideous face.

Qi Wufu thanked the old man for his invitation.

The old man looked at Qi Wufu and exclaimed: "The path is long, but the cultivation is very good, many cultivators now are always eager to accumulate vitality and mana, and the cultivation of their own spirit is often left behind, in this way, in the early stage, you can make great progress, and the later you are, you will encounter a pass, it is difficult to break through, and you may be trapped for a lifetime." ”

"And it's not the kind that only looks good."

He reached out and touched the side of his forehead, smiling freely.

"Is the trailmaster here to wander around?"

Qi Wufu replied, "Yes, there are other things as well. ”

The old man laughed and said: "In this way, you can stay here for a longer time, the annual Lantern Festival, the liveliness of the Zhongzhou capital city, is more beautiful than the dynasty and imperial capital in the world, it is really because those imperial relatives are afraid of death, and there are many restrictions when celebrating, but it is not as good as this one." ”

"Take a look at it, travel all over the world, and witness the red dust, so that you can have a state of mind that is born and enters the world and does not stagnate in things."

The old man poured a cup of tea for Qi Wufu as he spoke, and did not ask Qi Wufu's name.

I didn't introduce myself.

It's just to meet for tea and look at the scenery outside.

Qi Wufu took a sip of tea, only to feel that his mouth was clear, and even though there were streams of clear qi that dispersed, he sank into his limbs.

The vitality of the Yuan Jing can't help but be quiet.

It's a little more mellow.

"It's ......"

Qi Wufu was slightly surprised.

Settle down and meditate and realize, and it takes a long time for the tea to dissipate.

At this moment, the bitterness and sweetness of the tea in his mouth slowly appeared, and the old man in front of him smiled and said: "There are many cultivators in the world, and it is rare to encounter the slowest and most difficult road to take the orthodoxy of Xuanmen, although the old man does not know your teacher, but since you have come to the [Three Talents], then the lifespan should be one hundred and twenty years old." ”

"[Congenital Yiqi] will inevitably be difficult for you."

"You should take the farthest path you can."

"But remember, at this time, you can't vainly try to immediately cultivate supernatural powers and condense the innate Qi."

The old man smiled mildly and said, "After the [Qi Spiritual Power is long and light], it must be maintained for a hundred days before you can try to practice and condense. ”

"If you practice with raising, it is called cramping and bone-splitting, which is difficult to achieve."

"Cultivate the foundation first, then practice and run this qi, and then take the innate Qi, this is the path of stability."

Qi Wufu pondered carefully, confirmed the mental method taught by the teacher, and thanked Zhengse.

The old man laughed and said, "Don't you think that this old man likes to care about others." ”

Qi Wufu shook his head and said, "The old gentleman can open his mouth to guide me, it is kind, and the legal principles he tells are also correct." ”

"Although the three talents of Yuanqi, Yuanjing, Yuanshen are complete, they have not yet [taken root], if you take the next step now, the foundation will inevitably be unstable, just like the foundation is not laid when building a high-rise building, and the construction of the pavilion is fast, but it is not high."

"I should be thankful."

The old man sighed with emotion: "If my son can have such an understanding and heart as you, there is no need to be so troublesome. ”

"Your son?"

The old man stroked his beard with emotion, with a trace of helplessness and a hint of relief on his face:

"yes...... Haha, he was naughty when he was young, and he was young and vigorous, and he once caused some trouble. ”

"Later, the old man finally raised him, taught him supernatural powers and cultivation, and only now, did I unload my own [duties] and hand them over to him to manage, so the old man was able to come here, look at the scenery, and drink a cup of tea at this time when it should be the busiest work."

The old man looked at the scenery outside, watched the people coming and going, looked at the fireworks of the red dust, his eyes were focused, and he said with a smile:

"My brother wants me to live in the Ancestral Vein of the East."

"But no matter how familiar the ancestral land is, it is only the place where I lived when I was young, almost all my life has been here, I am used to seeing such scenery on weekdays, and I suddenly want to leave, but I feel reluctant, I have urged me many times, and I always shirk not going, but it makes me wonder, Xiaodaochang, you say that people always say that they are attached to their hometown, but what is their hometown?"

The young Taoist looked at the old man's appearance, thought for a moment, and replied:

"What I cherish may be memories."

The old man was slightly stunned, looked at the crowd in the red dust, and suddenly smiled: "What a memory." ”

"The little Taoist is right."

"It's not the ordinary places and landscapes that I'm attached to, maybe it's everything I've seen and experienced here."

"At this young age, no matter how old I am, apart from here, where else is my hometown?"

He raised his glass of tea and sat in the tea room on the second floor looking out.

At this time, the originally majestic facial features softened.

Qi Wufu looked at the old man's forehead, thought for a while, and said, "I know some medical skills, do you want me to help take a look?" ”

The old man didn't refuse, but just smiled casually and said, "Then there is Lao Xiaodao." ”

Qi Wufu got up and walked to the old man's side, said offended, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the old man's forehead, but he only felt a burning breath, for some reason, it made him feel a little familiar, but it was indeed beyond the scope of what his medical skills could see, so he raised his hand, and the old man just smiled and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, but you can't solve this problem."

"Seven or eight years ago, the disaster in Jinzhou, the drought of a state, the old man had a few magical powers at that time."

"I carried two loads of water, and went to that place to sprinkle a few rains, and this is what happened at that time......

The old man raised his hand and touched his forehead, coughed a few times, and laughed at himself:

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to leave my son so early."

"Rain?"

Qi Wufu was suddenly slightly stunned.

Thinking of the time when he was young, he gave bread to a younger child, but he was swarmed up, snatched away the food, and was beaten, lying on the ground and dying to death, it was a rain that woke him up from a coma, and barely survived, but the old man only looked ahead, and said with a smile: "Yes, rain." ”

"The rain fell from the clouds and flowed into the rivers, lakes and seas, and then the sun and the moon rose and turned into clouds and returned to the heavens."

"This cycle repeats, isn't it like a cultivator breathing, and the qi travels a hundred veins?"

Qi Wufu thought thoughtfully, and said to himself in his heart: "The sun is like sex, the moon is life, the clouds and waters are like gas veins, and the search for it does not stop." ”

"Is that so......"

He realized.

But the old man never heard the young man's whisper clearly, and he never thought that his sigh would make the young Taoist understand something.

Just leaned out, looked at the clouds, and smiled:

"The first rain and snow of the year will let the evil qi suppress it, so that the dryness accumulated in a year will slowly dissipate, this is the meaning of [the beginning of all things], there is rain and snow in winter, and the epidemic will disappear; When spring comes next, the crops and trees are thriving, and people love the snow and the rain, so I love this rain every year......"

The young Taoist finished his tea.

The old man was still looking at the scenery.

The two of them did not pass the name, but only drank a cup of tea, watched a scene, and listened to a wind and red dust.

You can enter this place as you like, and you can leave as you like.

That's it.

When Qi Wufu left, he saw that there was a chess game on the old man's table, which was a well-known game now.

In the decades of Huangliang's dream, someone has unraveled it.

The young Taoist raised his hand and picked up a chess piece, landed on the place where the game was broken, and then left, walking step by step.

It was really the greetings of the hawkers on both sides were too warm, and the freshly baked buns were too tempting, the young Taoist walked past the stall, but he still pursed his lips, stepped back, and bought himself a steaming meat bun, only then he was satisfied, and walked back while eating.

It's just that I bought this osmanthus cake and realized a little, even if it is the [Yuanguang Manifestation Method], it is impossible to send this osmanthus cake in the world to the stars, when I was thinking, suddenly the mirror changed again, Qi Wufu was stunned, pinched a trick, raised his hand to take out the mirror, and looked curiously.

But I saw countless streamers on the mirror converge and turned into one word-

[Difficult]!

Qi Wufu was stunned: "Difficult? What does this mean? ”

First say "good", and then say "difficult"?

[Good] [Difficult].

How hard?

The young Taoist understood the meaning of the girl's message, and tried so hard to pass the message, did he mean that this spell was too difficult?

This seems to have exceeded his expectations, since he was young, he has witnessed the evil of many people's hearts, and he has always been a young Taoist who restrains his emotions, so he carried the sweet osmanthus cake, based on the red dust of the world, and laughed softly.

The young Taoist bit the bun, thought about it, and then put pen to paper.

"I've made a breakthrough in my cultivation."

"When I go back, this time I may be able to use the [Circular Light Manifestation Method] normally."

"I'll teach you, it's not difficult."

(End of chapter)