Seeing Zhao Xinyi scolding his master with him, the old yellow dog felt a lot more comfortable, and was willing to chat with Zhao Xinyi a few more words, and said, "He really taught you!" ”

"What did you teach me?" The more Zhao Xinyi thought about it, the more angry he became, and the nameless fire burst out, "Just teach me how to mix rice, teach me how to pretend to be a ghost?" Teach me how to escape? Teach me how to protect my face when I am beaten? Teach me how to ......"

The old yellow dog heard Zhao Xinyi pouring bitter water here, and couldn't help but laugh strangely. Zhao Xin glanced at him, and then he spoke: "In addition to these, didn't he teach you to refine qi, accept spirits, and draw talismans?" ”

"It's not all a trick to deceive, it's useless at all!" Zhao Xinyi was indignant.

The old yellow dog glanced at him and said, "Ignorant boy, that's the true meaning of cultivation, I have to say, the thief is really powerful!" couldn't help but admire, and suddenly thought that he had a blood feud with him, so he immediately changed his words, "It's just that this thief is full of bad water, and he is not a good person......"

Zhao Xinyi was not at all interested in Lao Huang's words, and asked a little nervously: "Since the exercises are all true, is it because I don't have the legendary spiritual vein?" Speaking of the back, the tone is getting lower and lower, for fear that if the voice is louder, it will become true.

The old yellow dog sneered: "At first, I didn't know what was going on, until I saw the Tianxuan Bead in your body, I didn't figure out what was going on." ”

"What is the Heavenly Pearl? Is it worth the money? Where is it? Zhao Xin's eyes glowed green, full of anticipation.

"Tianxuanzhu is the treasure of the thief Lao Dao, nourishing the body and nourishing the veins, preserving the positive and driving away the evil, suppressing the evil demons, I also saw the old Tao used it once, and he destroyed a demon in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty at once, it is very tight! Unexpectedly, he actually put such a powerful treasure in your body, suppressed your sea of qi, suppressed your cultivation, and made it impossible for you to reveal it even if you have cultivation. I guess this thief wants to temper your mind first, and then teach you to practice in the Eight Classics! ”

Zhao Xinyi said excitedly: "In this way, I have spiritual veins and cultivation, and I can cultivate!" I've heard people say that there aren't many people in this world who can cultivate, but I didn't expect me to be so powerful! ”

Lao Huang glanced at him obliquely, and said lukewarmly: "That was before, and now your spiritual veins are broken, and this is the case for the rest of your life!" Speaking of this, he suddenly became angry, "But you fucking have caused Lao Tzu and me to damage my cultivation, and I will never be able to improve, and I have to accompany you to die!" Damn it! A claw slapped Zhao Xin to the ground again.

"What did you say?" Zhao Xinyi just ascended to the sky, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life, but he was suddenly slapped into the abyss and shattered his bones, which was unacceptable.

"Lao Tzu said that you have been such a waste all your life!"

Zhao Xin couldn't sleep and thought a lot, but most of them couldn't understand: Why did the old man lie to himself? Why did you put that black card in Tianxuanzhu and Lao Huang's mouth into your body? Why do you want to break your spiritual veins? Why don't you say goodbye, and where is it now? What should I do in the future?

The most difficult thing for him to let go of is that his spiritual veins are broken, and he will not be able to cultivate immortals in the future. Over the years, he has followed his master to the north and south, met countless people, seen countless things, is no stranger to cultivating immortals, and has also seen a lot of immortal masters, some people can easily break stones and pull trees, some people can walk with swords, and some people can kill people invisibly, each of them has vast magical powers, which is really enviable.

He has always dreamed of being like them one day, and when he was six or seven years old, he asked the old Taoist priest if he could cultivate immortals, and the old Taoist priest asked him a question very solemnly, why do you want to cultivate immortals?

He didn't think about it, so he said: "Eat well, wear warm clothes, and don't be bullied!" "It was the most important thing a child wanted at the time.

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Then what about after you eat enough and are no longer bullied?" ”

He thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to kill someone!" ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Kill whom?" ”

"Kill bullies, stinky landlords, corrupt officials, and villains......" he also looked serious, "so that all those who don't have enough to eat can eat, and no one will starve to death again!" ”

"Can you only kill them?" The old Taoist priest continued, "Can you get your wish by killing someone?" What should those people's children and wives do if they want to kill you? ”

"This ......" he was speechless, he had never thought so deeply before.

"In the future, when you cultivate to a higher level and become a superior person, will you yourself be like those people you hate, who want to eat better, use better, and dress better, so that others will not have anything to eat?" The old Taoist priest's eyes were like torches, and he was about to answer, but the old Taoist priest waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry to answer first, think about it, when you are high, you no longer belong to the same category of people as ordinary people, but become a class of people with those people, as long as you live a better life, do you really care about the life and death of ordinary people?" Answer me in a month! ”

He thought about it seriously, and at first he felt that he would definitely not become such a person, and he could not be like those dog officials and bullies. But after a few days of dreaming about abundance, he began to be afraid, afraid that he might really become that kind of hateful bastard! After all, in the dream, he liked those jewels, brocade clothes and food so much, he knew that it was a dream, but he didn't want to wake up, he was too afraid of losing.

A month later, the old Taoist priest asked him this question again. At first, he insisted that he would never become that kind of person. The old Taoist priest didn't say anything, just stared at him and kept watching, he had a weak heart, so he had to sigh and admit that he was not sure. This was the end of the matter for the time being.

Since then, a seed has been planted in his heart, whenever he sees the people who can't eat, the landlords and old wealth, corrupt officials and bullies in the fish and meat township, he will silently ask what he would do if he had the ability. He secretly gave himself a lot of answers, but many of them were very against his will, and when he dreamed at night, he could always see the longing and helpless faces, and he would always wake up again and again, and the dream became a nightmare.

Later, he followed the old Taoist priest to a family in a mountain village and saw a family of five starving to death in a thatched hut, the youngest child was two or three years younger than him, and his parents were scarred, with bare bones in many places.

He couldn't help but cry, and the ugly faces of those corrupt officials and bullies couldn't help but appear in his mind. These people tried all kinds of methods to forcibly seize the people's fat and ointment, and when they exhausted their means, they robbed people of all their essence at every turn, cattle, pigs, sheep, and grain...... Anything that can be sold for some money will not be kept, and there will be no way to live. Looking at the situation of this family, I must have experienced all this before.

The story can be imagined, first of all, the family was forced to borrow the money and grain of the landlord's family, the second year the harvest was not good, the money and grain were not returned, the landlord sent people to the house to rob things, the family struggled, but nothing helped, all the things were robbed, the family was lonely and helpless, called every day should not be, called the earth is not spiritual, and finally died of hunger and despair!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help crying and scolding, scolding God for being unfair, scolding the landlord for being rich and unkind, and scolding the county for making pigs and dogs worse than ......

From that moment on, he made up his mind that he would never want any more bullshit! He wants to reason with those high-minded guys who treat human life like a mustard! It was then that he would never wake up in the middle of the night again.

After a few days, he asked the old Taoist priest again if he could cultivate immortals, but the old Taoist priest didn't ask him the same question this time, only told him that not everyone has the qualifications to cultivate immortals, and this has to be tried slowly. While speaking, the old Taoist priest took out a tattered bamboo slip that almost fell apart from his baggage, and told him with a solemn face that this was a scroll of exquisite rune cultivation exercises left by a great monk in the early years in order to thank him for his unintentional life-saving grace.

Zhao Xinyi was full of joy, and began to learn to meditate, refine qi, and draw talismans with the old Taoist priest every day.

At the beginning, he asked the old Taoist priest every day why it didn't have any effect, and the old Taoist priest always smiled and told him that this matter should not be rushed, and the more urgent it was, the more it would backfire. Later, once a month or two, the old Taoist priest answered the same every time. Gradually, he asked less and less. But the homework was done every morning, even if it became more and more perfunctory, but it never stopped a day, and it was nearly ten years of persistence. I don't say it, but deep down in my heart, I have been looking forward to a miracle, I can really cultivate immortals, and I can fly to the sky.

Now it's okay, the wish has just come true, and there is no scum left!

Lao Huang fell asleep for a while, opened his eyes, and saw that Zhao Xinyi was still sitting at the door, his posture had not changed, and he looked at the moon blankly, with a sad face. didn't care, closed his eyes and went to sleep, and suddenly thought about it, this fucking kid wouldn't think about committing suicide, right? Wouldn't that hurt Lao Tzu to cushion his back! Only then did he realize that his previous words might have been too serious, and he opened his mouth to comfort: "Hey, kid, it's not necessarily a bad thing if you can't cultivate. ”

Zhao Xinyi turned his head and looked over, as if he was waiting for his next words, he quickly thought for a while, "You think, if you can't cultivate immortals, you can't fly to the sky, isn't this ......" Suddenly there were no words, as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence, "You won't lose your footing and suddenly fall from the sky and die!" ”

"Is there such a death?" Zhao Xin glanced at Lao Huang.

"This ......"

"Do you know where my master is now?"

Lao Huang naturally knew what he wanted to do, it was nothing more than wanting the old Taoist priest to help him repair the spiritual vein. However, judging from the situation that night, the old Taoist priest was already seriously injured, and it seemed that there was still an enemy chasing and killing, but I was afraid that he had already returned to the west at this time, and where else to look for it. But at this time, he can't tell the truth, in case this kid can't accept this double blow for a while, and does something stupid, won't he take a good life! Then he rolled his eyes and said, "That thief Lao Dao muttered something like Feilong Academy, Yan Xinghai and the like before leaving!" ”

Lao Huang nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he said this sentence very well, firstly, there was not much difference between saying it and not saying it, but it gave Zhao Xinyi infinite imagination and let him give himself hope, and secondly, it was indeed true, and he would not suffer if he really had a war of words in the future. The more I thought about it, the more proud I became, I didn't expect that I would follow the thief every day, and I inadvertently learned so many ghost eyes.