As Su You's mind moved, the Heavenly Master Spirit God stored in the Dragon Court Dao Palace immediately extended an invisible silk thread.

Su Youping stretched out his right arm and put his palm down.

And the silk thread seemed to have a sense, and immediately obediently took the initiative to wrap around his fingertips.

He shook his fingers.

The Heavenly Master Spirit God immediately obediently reined in his spirituality, and allowed Su You to mobilize his own origin and transform into an old man in this world.

The old man was dressed in a simple gray robe, his appearance was unremarkable, and his head was full of silver and white hair, which was coiled into a simple bun and left behind his head.

Under Su You's control, he first made a vivid gesture, and then walked into the distance with his steps.

The old man's body seemed to be slow rather than fast, but the distance on the ground seemed to be shortened and he was trampled under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

......

......

Fangxing Town.

It is a small town located in the southern part of the Harukawa Valley, more than ten miles apart.

It's a town, but it's more like a luxury resort.

There are no high-rise restaurants here, but there are many single-family villas with exquisite decoration and unique style, and if you are interested in looking for them, you can even see service places such as petty bourgeois bars and high-end hot springs.

Unlike ordinary mountain towns, people come and go, men, women and children.

Most of them have ruddy faces, the clothes they wear reveal low-key luxury, and there is an indescribable confidence in their demeanor.

When Chong Weidao people returned to Yi Yuanguan, they deliberately bypassed this group of people from a distance.

Although this group of people is either rich or expensive, for him, it is a trouble that cannot be avoided.

But everyone who comes here basically has only one purpose, and that is to seek peace.

If you just want to teach you the way of health preservation, Chong Weidao will not be stingy, he doesn't mind sharing all his experience at all, but if you have a terminal illness and no medicine, you want to get a cure here......

But there are quite a few such people.

After all, in this era when there is no shortage of high-level nutritionists and medical technology has been significantly improved, only those who have been cornered, or those who are extremely devout, are willing to pin all their hopes of survival on religion.

In fact, in addition to Yi Yuanguan, the rest of the temples and palaces with some real skills will always encounter similar problems, and there are several places that Chongwei Dao people know, such as the Luofu Temple 70 kilometers away in the southwest, and the Qingyang Palace 160 kilometers away in the north......

However, for the time being, I will not mention the rest of the Taoists or great virtues, and only talk about the Chongwei Taoists.

He is not a member of the Jishan sect, let alone the Buddhist theory of compassion, and he really has no obligation to purify sentient beings—not to mention that he does not have the powerful ability to snatch people from the hands of Hades.

Chong Weidao shook his head helplessly.

More than 10 years ago, he once met a very good believer who was very suitable for his eyes, and the two sides were extremely compatible.

It's a pity that the other party is terminally ill and can only survive for another two or three years at most.

At that time, he did not have the current state of mind cultivation, and because the other party was one of his few friends, he spared no effort to help the other party, not only personally preparing health and medicinal diets, but also connecting and looking for experts in modern medical skills for consultation.

But the other party eventually died a year later.

Thinking of this, the emotions in Chong Weidao's hearts flashed away, and a rare gloomy color appeared on his face.

If a large part of his reluctance to receive terminally ill people is because he knows that it is difficult to save his destiny, then a small part of the reason is because this encounter has made him look down on life and death a lot.

The mountains and forests are lonely.

Chong Weidao thought about what he didn't have, but his footsteps were never in a hurry, walking all the way through the bushes and going straight to the deep Yi Yuanguan.

"Rumble—"

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

Chong Weidao looked up.

The originally clear blue sky was covered with a gray veil of clouds in an instant, and the mountain air, which had always been refreshing, gradually became dull because of the impending rain.

"This weather is changing...... "Chong Weidao sighed.

He's in a rather awkward position right now.

It is still a three-hour walk from Yiyuanguan in Qingchuan Valley, and Fangxing Town behind him, although the distance is not very far, it only takes about a quarter of an hour to arrive, but the people of Chongweidao would rather get wet in the rain than contact the people in the resort.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The air was getting wetter, the thunder was getting louder, and the light around was getting fainter because of the clouds.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The rain was drizzling, and there were even scattered droplets of water in the sky.

The overcast sky was dark, as if it would rain heavily in the next moment.

"Looking at this posture, I'm afraid that a heavy rainstorm is indispensable," Chong Weidao frowned, "But it's October now, and it stands to reason that there will be such weather in Qingchuan Valley during this time period......"

Before he could continue, a sudden thunderclap sounded in his ears, immediately interrupting his thoughts.

The silver bottle burst into the water slurry, and the iron horse sword and gun protruded.

The sky poured out not as if it was a string of raindrops, but a column of water, which rushed straight down from above the nine heavens.

Chong Weidao's clothes were all wet almost instantly, and the ground under his feet became even more muddy, Rao was used to the mountain paths that were not easy to walk, and it was inevitable that his steps would be difficult and his body would be shaky at this moment.

"Hey, what kind of smell is this?" Just when Chong Weidao was in an embarrassment, a strange fragrance suddenly rushed to his mouth and nose, "Fruity? No, it's the smell of wine...... Well, it's not comprehensive, it has both fruity aromas, wine aromas, and at the same time the fragrance of plants and trees. ”

It's just weird!

In this situation, not to mention the aroma of fruit wine, even if you put an open bottle of perfume in front of people, under the heavy rain, your nose will definitely not smell any obvious smell.

Chong Weidao people were both surprised and felt a little peculiar.

His nose twitched slightly.

Following this strange fragrance, it didn't take much effort to find a wooden shed in the middle of the mountain forest.

The wooden shed was only built with one roof, and four pieces of wood were used as pillars, and there was no wall to cover it, so Chong Weidao people could easily see that an old man was sitting in the center of the wooden shed.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe, kneeling directly on the ground, holding a small gourd the size of a palm in his right hand and a yellowed blue book in his left hand.

The whole person is good.

Glance at the words in the book and take a sip of the wine in the small gourd.

In addition, there was a small fire in front of the old man, and on the fire stood a small pot with a lid, and it was not known what was boiling in it.

He sniffed at the micro-Taoist man.

The vision grew stronger.

He unconsciously took a step, walked into the wooden shed, and made a gesture to the old man: "The sky is raining heavily, take the liberty to come in and hide from the rain." ”

The old man glanced up and bowed slightly, which was considered an agreement.

Chong Weidao people are close to the fire to keep warm.

There was silence on the field, and no one spoke.

Chong Weidao didn't want to be too abrupt, but the strange smell seemed to be like he had legs and feet, even if he didn't intend to smell it, but the strange smell drilled into his nose one by one.

What's even more inexplicable is that the more he smells, the more he wants to smell it, like a gluttonous worm being completely hooked, and an almost instinctive impulse to ask for it was born in his heart, and he finally couldn't help but speak: "Old man, what is in your gourd? Why is it so fragrant!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Chong Weidao people immediately felt a burst of confusion and great annoyance in their hearts.

What does this mean?

It's almost like saying, "Give me a bite and taste it"! Years of cultivation are as if they don't exist today!

If you want to change to a normal state, you will never do such an abrupt thing.

"Fruit wine," the old man didn't care, he replied casually in the face of the inquiry, and at the same time shook the small gourd in his hand, making the strange fragrance more and more intense, and the fruity fragrance inside also intensified.

Chong Weidao resisted the urge to swallow: "Fruit wine, with such a strong fragrance, it must taste very good, but the name is so simple." ”

Hiss –

It must taste good, this terrible line!

Chong Weidao took a deep breath.

The old man didn't seem to notice the other party's expression, but smiled slightly: "The raw materials of this gourd fruit wine are all taken from this mountain forest, and the recipe is also very ordinary. ”

Chong Weidaoren's eyes widened slightly.

Unremarkable?

"I'm afraid the old man is too humble. He shook his head, and there was a slight discoloration in his eyes, "Although I don't know how to make wine, the wine that others give me, especially fruit wine, whether it is wine or bayberry wine, rarely has this kind of strange aroma that can be called tempting." ”

"Its ingredients and recipes, there is really nothing commendable," the old man said in a light tone, still insisting on what he had just said, "As for the strange aroma you mentioned, it probably has something to do with my brewing technique." ”

When Chong Weidao heard this, although he was excited, he didn't follow the topic and talk about it again.

Continuing to talk, the two of them are nothing more than discussing how to brew.

However, this level of skill is close to the Tao, and its value is incalculable, and he does not dare to covet it, nor will he allow himself to be coveted.

Even if he really longed for it.

Chong Weidao no longer spoke, and the old man showed no signs of taking the initiative to speak.

The old man looked through the books in his hand and took a sip from time to time, with a comfortable look on his face.

The rain gradually became lighter.

Chong Weidao people have no intention of leaving.

He suppressed the inexplicable desire in his heart, forced himself to divert his attention, and asked the old man, "What book is the old man reading?"

The old man took a sip of fruit wine: "Taoist book." ”

"Dao Shu?" Chong Wei Daoist was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "That's really a coincidence, the poor Dao has been sitting in the mountains for many years, and there is nothing long in the whole body, only knows the micro-end pharmacology and some scriptures, I don't know which Taoist book the old man is reading?"

"Have you seen it?"

"Huh?" Chong Weidaoren looked a little dazed.

"Tsk, you Taoist priest, you still have little knowledge, let's take a look. The old man laughed, and with a wave of his left arm, the blue-covered book immediately crossed a curve in the air and fell into the hands of Chong Weidao people with unmistakable accuracy.

"This ......" Chong Weidao was a little at a loss, looked up at the old man, but saw that the other party suddenly drank the fruit wine in the gourd, and then supported his chin with his right hand, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Okay, it's good to read the book, there are thousands of bells in the book, and you won't feel hungry after reading the book, so you won't worry about these few sips of fruit wine anymore.

He laughed at the Weidao people.

He flipped through the blue book.

"Ge Xuan, one of the four great heavenly masters, de, , ......,

The text on the first page caught his eye, and Chong Weidao frowned.

He has practiced in the mountains for decades, and although the Taoist books and scriptures he has read are not the best among others, they are definitely the best today.

However, this Ge Xuan Heavenly Master, he was completely unheard of.

In addition, the sentence "representative of the Danding lineage" made his brows furrow even more.

If we talk about the representative figures of the Danding lineage, the first thing that the world admires must be the Taishang, who is respected as one of the three Qings, and then the people who have really existed in history.

As for Ge Xuan......

He shook his head, and although he was dissatisfied, he did not rudely discard the book directly, but turned the pages with his fingers and looked at the rest of the contents.

“...... He is also good at all kinds of methods, can spit rice into a bee, can make stubborn stones walk, and can also make the chaffinch dance and correspond to the five tones and six rhythms......"

"I once traveled the world, visited the famous mountains and rivers, encountered a folk drought on the way, immediately drew a charm to pray for rain, won the kindness of the people, and added luck to my body...... There are many demons and evil in the world, and Ge Tianshi uses the law to enforce the Tao, whipping the evil ghosts who are causing chaos in the mountains and burning evil temples...... The story has spread, and the people's prestige has grown stronger and deeper......"

"Later, he built a nunnery on the road in Gesoo Mountain, and built an altar and a furnace...... He once got two pills, one fell into the valley, and the other bird ate it, that is, he entered the path...... After many tribulations of penance in the mountains, he finally obtained the Nine Turns of the Golden Pill and ascended to the ground......"

Even if Chong Weidao people have prejudices, I have to say that the person who compiled this book is really good at writing.

Every word in the book stands up to scrutiny.

The results of cultivating the mind are all essences, some of them are too obscure, but some of them can make the people of Chongwei Dao have something to gain; all the strange things are exquisite, and all kinds of details and details are depicted in a vivid way, and the corresponding picture can automatically appear in the mind as soon as you read it.

"In your later life, you say that you have little knowledge, but you still don't believe it. Suddenly, the old man's voice came into his ears again, and the eyes of the people of the Wei Dao looked away from the books and looked at the other end of the fire.

I don't know when, the old man has woken up.

He stood up, stretched, and hung the gourd around his waist.

"The aroma of wine is attractive, and you have grasped this fate. ”

"Not bad. ”

"If you take the initiative to ask for it, I will not give it to you, after all, the fruit wine is mellow, for the sake of your life, it is better for you to drink less—but you have kept your heart. ”

"Not bad. ”

"The old way doesn't treat you badly, there is no fruit wine, and there is a pot of mild decoction, which is most suitable for you who have no foundation, of course, the body foundation is laid, and your brain has to be replenished, this book will be given to you, if you have a heart, we will meet again in the Dragon Court." ”

"Nice, nice, nice!"

The old man laughed, and with a wave of his right hand, the lid on the fire was immediately lifted.

Suddenly, a fragrance that is lighter than fruity but more distant permeates the entire space.

Immediately afterwards, under the stunned gaze of Chong Weidaoren, the thick white medicine soup in the lid of the pot automatically poured into his mouth without wind, turning into a column of water and automatically pouring into his mouth.

The decoction is in the mouth, and the whole body is warm.

And in the end, the blue-covered book also turned into a faint point of light, and went straight into the body of Chong Weidao, forming a Danding Sect's Wai Dan Method in his mind.

Chong Weidaoren's eyes were stunned, sorting out the information that appeared in his mind, and his heart was like a river surging tsunami, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He suddenly looked around, but suddenly found that there was a wooden shed nearby, where was the sky pouring rain, and what was the old man in the mountains in front of him?

If it weren't for the warmth in his body that never dissipated, he would even think that everything he had just experienced was just his own imagination!

Chong Weidao exhaled a long breath.

Calming down, he couldn't help but feel glad when he thought back to what had just happened.

Although he gave up the fragrant fruit wine, he won the approval of the old man, and thus harvested the decoction and method.

The lost east, the harvest of mulberry elm, a drink and a peck, are all determined by heaven.

The so-called Dao Yuan is really wonderful.