The Taoist has a clear heart, and in the past 34 years, he has made a great reputation in the world.

Some people have already said that his Taoism is actually enough to go through the tribulation and ascend to the immortals, but for some reason he has not taken the last few steps, in fact, his own means, supernatural powers, are no longer covered by the realm of real people.

Over the years, basically three or five letters have been delivered every year.

Qi Wufu unfolded the letterhead, looked at the letter from Mingxin Zhenren, and at the beginning, he greeted the Taoist's physical condition as always, talked about the many insights of this journey to enlightenment, and finally talked about how he met this disciple.

'In the original place of the Song Kingdom, the disciple walked into a mountain, so today is undecided, there are bandits in the mountain, Ah Zhuang was originally a resident of the village and town under the mountain, and then was plundered up the mountain, the disciple went to look for him, originally thought that he would suffer, but never thought that he relied on a mouth, and said that those bandits were in the clouds'

The little guy said he was going to teach the bandit how to become a thief. ’

Say, "A thief has the morality of a thief." ’

'There is also a way to steal a thief.' ’

Those thieves and thieves were originally just strongmen, routing soldiers, relying on their own strength, doing some things to rob people and property, not to mention the people, but themselves, and they also looked down on themselves, and this little guy praised them so much, and pointed out what thieves also have a way, these thieves all led him as a confidant. ’

And subconsciously followed the way of stealing the saint pointed out by this little guy. ’

By the time the disciples went to find him, the little guy had already become the bandit's second-in-command. ’

After the disciple arrested these thieves down the mountain and sent them to the government to discuss the crime, this little guy was able to get out for various reasons, idle and casual, and lived a leisurely life but had a bearing, which is my talent. ’

'There was no one at home, and the disciple used some small means, but it caused him to be dumbfounded and envious'

'The disciple is going to bring him to you. ’

'Sincerely'

An idle young man?

Now the black-robed Taoist with white temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes put down the letter, folded it in half on the table, folded it into a bird, opened his palm, and let the bird flutter its wings and fly around the big tree outside the guard.

Qi Wufu looked at the world outside, and the warmth of the winter sun fell on him, making him feel a little warm.

Wahuang Niangniang and Xihuang are both there.

The old green cow is basking in the sun, and the people are sprinkling and sweeping the lamp.

Unconsciously.

Qi Wufu was already the oldest person in this book collector.

The dragon girl has gradually become familiar now, and at this moment she is sitting on the upturned cornices of the collection room, holding her cheeks with one hand, looking at the old man with gray temples below, she can't help sighing, and said, "Daoist, Taoist, why are you old like this?" ”

"Daoist, Daoist, over the years, why has your Taoism become lower and lower?"

Seventeen years have passed.

Dressed in a black robe, the Taoist with a jade crown and tied hair, Qi Wufu shook his head helplessly, and only nodded gently to the dragon girl sitting on the eaves, and then paced in the sun, looking in the direction of Jimen.

Looking at it from afar, one after another of humanity and luck and the spirit of culture soared into the sky.

How prosperous!

When these young people saw the Taoist approaching, they all had respectful expressions on their faces.

They all stopped talking and telling, stood up and saluted, and said, "Master." ”

"You're here."

Dressed in a black robe, the Taoist with white temples bowed his head and a gentle expression, and said, "Keep talking, don't care about me." ”

"Yes."

The rest of the people responded and continued to sit down and talk, but how could this old master be so relaxed and casual as before? All of them looked a little solemn, their backs were straight, and when they talked about their understanding of the Tao, their tones became much more solemn than before.

The Taoist smiled helplessly.

These people—

Some of them had heard him preach since then, and some of them were young people who had grown up over the years.

Ximen Da Chong was already a thirty-four-year-old man, and after saluting Qi Wufu, when the old man with gray temples sat down, Ximen Da Chong sat down by himself, and the direction of sitting was not the same as before, but he turned sideways to the Taoist with a humble expression.

He has received.

Tall, eyebrows calm and sharp, talking about the Tao and the Fa also have their own comprehension, the way of practice, is needed step by step, Ximen Dachong a few years ago naturally comprehended, the Tao rhyme flowed, and had a cultivation realm similar to the Taoist view of the main level.

It is about the level of [Innate One Qi].

This seems to be the norm.

However, most of the people who practice seriously like Ximen Dachong already have such a realm.

Thirty or forty years ago, it was enough to open up Taoist temples in one state and one place, and accept the innate Yi Qi of disciples, but now although it has not become a person who can be seen everywhere, it is indeed not as rare as it was back then.

The innate Qi is a realm that needs to be practiced seriously and can be regarded as one in a thousand.

However, in the land of a state, there are thousands of people in the realm of [Taoist Temple] and [Temple Host], and there are countless people in the whole world, and in the past, among the Daomen, the real people who can already occupy a peak are also emerging like a blowout compared to the past.

Compared to a few decades ago, this is almost a dreamlike change.

Now that I think about it, the catastrophe in Zhongzhou that the Taoists experienced back then, this era has reappeared.

I'm afraid that there is no longer a need for the assistance of the earth, and even the great array of luck in the human world does not have to be completely opened, there used to be masters at the level of the master everywhere, there are several in a square, dozens of squares in a small city, and more than a hundred squares in the large, these pure masters of the master, but they can still be compatible with human luck.

This is already a very powerful force.

The normalized heavenly soldiers of the heavenly realm are also at this level.

It's just that, over the years, people have gradually discovered that cultivation is difficult, and it is extremely difficult for the innate level of Qi to climb to the true person, and those who have not yet been gifted can rely on the Dao Sutra to reach the realm of the immortals of the past, as if there is an invisible but real barrier.

The wind blew through the world, and the Taoist temples were white, looking at the nine stone tablets peacefully.

On the nine stone tablets, there are already a lot of words, or light, or sharp, only a few words, not a chapter, simply speaking, but the weather is insufficient, but if they are linked into a whole view, it is already a bit of a grand view.

However, it is not enough -

It's not enough.

The Imperial Tree in front of me had grown a lot, but its branches had not yet stretched out.

After all, it can only be called a sapling, which has not yet extended and stretched out its branches in all directions, and there is no green leaf like shade, which is not enough to shelter it, and it is not enough to shelter it from the wind and rain.

Silently, the human luck seemed to have suffered a huge impact, a qi machine, chopping waves like a wave of impact, the Taoist did not look back, but naturally sideways the side of the neck, and then raised his hand, five fingers slightly caged, grabbed the tearing luck of the teacup.

The sideburns are white and fall down.

The tea in the teacup flowed once, and there was not the slightest flow.

"I really don't know if your realm is improving or decreasing."

Voices came from behind.

The green-shirted scribe leaned lazily against a large tree.

Looking at Qi Wufu who was sitting cross-legged in front of him - this person's realm seemed to have broken through before, but now his aura was even weaker than more than ten years ago, Fu Xi raised his eyebrows, walked beside Qi Wufu, sat down cross-legged, looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and said: "It's been more than ten years, and these [sword weapons] have not been cast." ”

The Taoist's answer was still slow and powerful, and he said, "It's coming soon." ”

The green-shirted scribe said: "I have to remind you again, you have made a move before, intercepted the secret card of the royal one, and now the Antarctic Immortal Emperor has tacitly acquiesced that you have such a means, and the next time he encounters an opportunity to solve you, he will definitely not let it go, and will simply make a move in the imperial realm." ”

"The human realm is unified, and after the luck is prosperous, the unstable luck fluctuations like a calamity will stop, and when that time comes, it means that the South Pole and the North Pole will fight against me, and it will be very difficult to detonate this luck and swallow the world, that is to say, when the luck of the human world is at its peak and stable, it is the time when the human world and the heavenly world come into contact again."

"That's when the Antarctic Immortal will go to find you to do it."

"Now you, the realm seems to be an earth immortal, and your strength is a true monarch, but your state is still declining."

"Yu Qing Zhiqi, stay in the world, how can you resist the Antarctic Immortality?"

"Now that kid Li Zhai has conquered the city, there is only one city left in the last country to resist stubbornly, and when he succeeds, it means that you are one step closer to the crisis of life and death, of course, if you are willing to stay in the world forever and never go out again, it is up to you."

Qi Wufu didn't answer, he looked at the nine stone tablets in front of him.

The green-shirted scribe looked at the people who were talking about the Tao, and said in a flat tone: "There is still a trace of fire, and now although they have comprehended, it is not enough, it is still a trace of difference, so that they can transform, and the oppressive force from the outside forces them to transform out." ”

Qi Wufu did not answer.

He looked inside himself, and among the five qi, the qi of people was close to perfection, and even the qi of ghosts and the qi of the earth were also approaching this realm, and it was only a trace away from the final consummation.

For more than ten days, Mingxin came back with the young man who he said was lazy, but he was free and easy, almost like the Tao, and went to the storage room to meet the Taoist, the young man surnamed Zhuang wore a gray robe, like an iron tower, his hair was messy, and he didn't like to tie it up, but it was wonderful, there was no disgusting sloppiness, but it gave people a sense of freedom and ease.

Perhaps, the reason for this is because of the bright and clear eyes of this young man.

Now Mingxin, who looked like a young man, stretched out his hand, patted the top of the young man's head, and said:

"Calling Uncle Ancestor."

Uncle Shi?

The young man looked at the patriarch up and down, and saw that he was wearing a black scribe's robe, his expression was peaceful, his temples were white, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, his expression was peaceful, his hair was tied with a jade crown, and there was already a lot of silver in his hair, his expression was warm and solemn, his eyes were dripping, his hands were arched, and he said freely:

"Song Renzhuang Ergou, I've seen this, this uncle and ancestor!"

Born in the ordinary, take more cheap names, in order to make a good living.

Now that he has a well-known Mingxin, Xizhen raised his hand and slapped the back of the head of this cunning young man, and his back arm bent on the dust, and he bowed deeply to the Taoist with white temples, and said: "Uncle Shi, this child has the wisdom of heaven, and he has all the meaning of the Taoist Sect, and the disciple is estimated to be difficult to teach." ”

"Please also ask Uncle Shi to accept him as an apprentice and teach him."

The Taoist looked at the young man in front of him, saw a slight cunning in his eyes, smiled, and said, "This child should not be taught by me, if you take him and walk the world, he will naturally understand." ”

Mingxin paused and said, "At least, ask Uncle Shi to choose a name for him." ”

“…… Good. ”

The Taoist with white sideburns beckoned the young man to come over, saying that he was going to push the divination and calculate a hexagram, and when he entered, this cunning young man under his eyes naturally did not have such rules, a pair of eyes looked left and right, and suddenly paused slightly, and said: "This is the ...... What? ”

He looked away from the gray-eyed man in front of him and looked to the side.

Stacked there, there was a stack of dark blue robes, a wooden hairpin, and a sword hanging next to it.

This was undoubtedly the costume of the Dao Sect cultivator, and the young man wondered, "This is ......"

The black-robed master in front turned around and said, "That's, that's mine." ”

"Yours?"

The young man looked at the gentle and solemn man in front of him, dressed in a black robe, with a warm and mellow air, and seemed to bear endless weight on his shoulders, and then looked at the Taoist robe on the side, with a sword, and had a free and easy atmosphere, the black-robed master looked at the blue Taoist robe and a sword, and said: "I have not worn this dress for more than 30 years, and I have mentioned this sword." ”

The boy said, "Really? ”

"Then when are you going to put on your robes again and carry your sword?"

The black-robed master then laughed and said, "Haha, I don't know." ”

"Perhaps, it's a long time away."

"Lifting the sword, maybe it can make the six worlds of heaven and earth shake."

The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Brag! ”

The black-robed master didn't care about the young man's arbitrariness, just let him shake the hexagram, and then explained the hexagram, when the hexagram was explained, the young man was sitting in front, but he was still a little unstable, sometimes looking at the scenery outside, sometimes in a daze, sometimes distracted, if it weren't for Mingxin standing next to him, he would have already been lying back and posing directly.

Mingxin stood dignified, as if he was more serious and concerned than the young man, and said:

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

The black-robed master looked at the cunning young man in front of him gently, and gently said the destiny of his life:

"Take all things around, and help the world, so it is not; Sideline but not flowing, happy to know fate, so worry-free. ”

"When the name is [Week]"

Zhuang Ergou bowed lazily, thinking in his heart.

Lotte knows his fate, a carefree person?

He liked this order very much, so he was more solemn: "Disciple Zhuang Zhou." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Ancestor!"

Mingxin has stayed in this capital for a long time, so this young man Zhuang Zhou is also wandering in this city, often going to the nine stone tablets, and seeing that the master and uncle are also always there, he can't help but be curious, and said: "Master and uncle, when can this stone tablet be full?" ”

"Soon."

"How fast?"

"In a moment."

And during this time, a horse came galloping from a very distant place.

A reply from the mighty king Li Zhai -

The last city in the human world has been conquered!

And when this news arrived here, Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt a little, he turned around and looked at the white-haired Uncle Ancestor, as if he felt a slight difference, but he didn't seem to be able to say anything, just felt that the Master Uncle Ancestor in front of him suddenly became more mellow.

Qi Wufu's eyes drooped slightly, looking inwardly at himself.

Seventeen years later, he was all perfect.

All of them have reached the supreme realm.

The luck of the world flowed violently, and immediately a second thing appeared in front of him.

Casting the last Jiuding.

This last Jiuding, the weight and symbolic meaning, is too heavy, even if it has not begun, has not been completed, it has already pushed the luck of the world to a higher level, before the nine stone tablets, these people talking about cultivation and Tao rhyme are also more and more enthusiastic.

The tree of Yuqing shook and was full of life.

Jiuding's previous cultural context has reached its peak, and now there is only one opportunity left, only an external force is needed to touch it to burst, and it will be bred from the inside for 17 years of prosperity and heritage all gushing out, turning into boundless splendor, is the so-called stone of other mountains, can attack jade.

And if so, what if this stone from other mountains is itself the world's first-class jade?

The master with gray sideburns was in front, and the young Zhuang Zhou was walking lazily behind, the luck of humanity flowed, the master's footsteps stopped, Zhuang Zhou was curious, and also looked along the line of sight, and saw the people at the gate of the city scattered, with cheers and admiration—

He has traveled through the nations and has become famous all over the world.

The thirty-four-year-old Qiu, with his disciples, reappeared in front of the master.

………………

Take the essence as the essence, take the object as the coarseness, take the accumulation as the insufficiency, and indifferently live alone with the gods.

The Lord is the One and the One, and the emptiness does not destroy all things.

—————— "Zhuangzi Tianxia"

(End of chapter)