The life of the immortal family is different from the mundane in many ways.

The most impressive thing is the word bitterness.

There is no meat in the meal, and every time the meal arrives, the food box sent by the child who took the cloud is such as Poria cocos, angelica, Atractylodes, bamboo, pine and cypress, etc., mostly medicinal materials, light to the extreme.

Zhang Youhu shouted several times to send a few roast chickens and geese over, but it was really not possible to make do with the whole roast suckling pig.

He was righteous, and he didn't forget that a suckling pig was only enough for him to eat, and he had to send one more to share with everyone, so that the boy who delivered the meal fled like a cow, snake, and ghost, and he was afraid to avoid this pig-killing man with a gangster face.

It is no wonder that those immortals who live in seclusion in the mountains are picking flowers and building hats, breaking weeds to pave the grass, sucking sweet springs and gargling their teeth, chewing pines and cypresses to prolong their lives, which has nothing else to satisfy hunger except flowers and weeds, sweet springs and pines and cypresses.

Gu Ling attached great importance to disciples such as Zhuang Mo and Shang Nuan who had been selected to enter the mountain gate, and every three days he would send elders to teach everyone the Fa and solve their doubts.

For example, their kind of disciples have already laid a solid foundation in the ordinary world, otherwise they will not be able to pass the three assessments, and what they lack is only the immortal family mystics that can allow them to go further, cultivate true qi, and introduce immortal roots into the body.

And this so-called attendant doesn't really want you to sweep the court and serve people, most of them are just a gimmick, and you can also listen to the Fa with Zhuang Mo, Wu Xingyun and others.

Thinking about it, this is just a test set by the ancient spirit, you have passed the three thousand steps and the cloud bridge two levels, and then can read one or two words, although the qualifications are not as good as Zhuang Mo and the like, but there is still a good bone to seek the way to seek immortals, if you can bend and stretch, you will have a good heart, and the door of the fairy road will naturally be open for you.

Coincidentally, it was the old man Wu Muqing who was responsible for teaching the occult law to everyone, and they realized that it was no wonder that this old man had to specially instruct the elder to "listen humbly" to the Dharma transmission elder before leaving last time, and it turned out that this elder was referring to himself.

Although this somewhat childish old man's demeanor is a little marginal, not like the general style of an ordinary master, but his cultivation is real, and it is more than enough to talk about the law for everyone.

The Taoist method he preached was called "Cangxia Yimu Scroll", everyone in the ancient spirit gate took this as the foundation, and the mystery of this method even the leaves withered nodded secretly from time to time, and the words were like pearls in the ears of Zhuang Mo, and they were greatly inspired

On this day, from early morning to dusk, everyone didn't know how to be tired, and Wu Muqing didn't know how to be thirsty.

"Qi is the vein of heaven and earth, the breath of all things, the beginning and the end of everything. Tell me about that leaf withering......

Hey, the same door has something to invite, let's get here today, I have already talked about the foundation of "Cangxia Yimu Volume", you have nothing to think about it more, next time I will tell you in detail. ”

The old man Wu Muqing's eyebrows, which were half gray and half black, were raised, and he disappeared without seeing how he moved.

Everyone stopped frolicking, and they all quietly got up and went back to the house, pondering this mystical method in their hearts.

The leaves withered into the ancient spirit, in order to get this "Cangxia Yimu Scroll", I thought it would take a lot of trouble, but I didn't want to get it so easily.

He did not go back to the house, but came outside the east and west courtyards.

The night veil is light and light, moist and thin as silk, the clouds come and go between the green peaks, giving people an unreal dream, standing on the peak, the night sky is much shorter, the stars are bright, and the bright moon is bright.

"Gu Ling's "Cangxia Yimu Scroll" is just a remnant law, in the past, the wooden palace was divided into four, and each of the four veins held one of them, but it is a pity that this kind of mystic law through the heavens and latitudes has been dusted to this day. ”

There was a sound in his ears, Ye Ku looked back, half of the fairy face came into his eyes, and the hideous scar on the other half of his face was well hidden in the night by Sang Xuan.

She walked slowly, only paused beside Ye Ku, looking at the scenery outside the mountain peak, at this time, Sang Xuan's half of his scarred face was covered by a waterfall of hair dyed with silver glow, and the slow night wind could not blow this layer of silver veil.

"The girl is really interested, I thought that I was a lazy person on this peak, and I listened to the profound avenue mysteries and did not want to dig deeper, and turned around and came out to blow the wind and enjoy the scenery. ”

Ye Ku also looked beyond the mountain peak, he knew what Sang Xuan said, and what the old man Wu Muqing taught was only a fragment of the fragment of the "Cangxia Yimu Scroll", which was only used in the mortal bone realm to build a foundation and condense qi.

Sang Xuan kicked a stone down the mountain with one kick, his eyes fell into the sea of clouds with it, and said softly: "How dare I compare it with some people, I just think that although this Yimu scroll is broken, in the end, it is also an extremely superior mystic method that is not even recorded in the palace."

I would like to ask someone to join forces with me and read this scroll from this ancient spirit. ”

Ye Ku's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and at the same time he looked at the eyes of the fallen stone and narrowed slightly, and lowered his voice, like a whisper between lovers, warm and gentle, and said:

"Is that you?"

"It shouldn't be. ”

Sang Xuan seemed to be startled, turned around suddenly, his silver-dyed hair swept over Ye Wei's face, stepped on the already somewhat dim stars and moon, and went back to the most inconspicuous thatched house in the east courtyard.

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Time flies like a white horse, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, Ye Ku feels that he is a person who is at ease with what he encounters, and Wu Muqing teaches the mysteries of "Yimu Roll" every once in a while, but he also feels that the days in the mountains are not boring.

Jiang Li seemed to be really frightened by the impermanence of the night on the river and sailing upstream, and the ghost turtle shrank into a point, and he has never woken up from hibernation.

Ye Ku has also inquired about that little junior sister these days, but he has gained very little, and he doesn't even know where the other party's surname is.

She was like a mystery, a transparent existence in the Guling Sect, and even the male monk who had taken Jiang Li was like this, covered with a thick layer of haze.

He also remembered the safety of Jiang Li's little white fox in his heart, but he was limited to one body of cultivation, and it was impossible for him to ask Gu Ling to hand over someone with a loud drink.

"That's all for today. ”

Although the old man Wu Muqing has the strange temper of some children, he is really good to Ye Ku and them, and he is willing to share his feelings on the path of cultivation, the confusion he has encountered before, and the solution to it, which can be described as his best efforts.

This Elder Wu has been cultivating for two hundred and thirty years now. Every time I preach the Dharma for everyone, I come early in the morning, and I go at dusk, and every time someone has questions, they are patient and meticulous to solve their doubts, and they are happy, as if they are more than 100 years younger.

Most of the ordinary elders are willing to spend half a day teaching the Fa to their disciples, let alone answering questions and solving doubts, except for disciples who are extremely close or have excellent talents, most of them ignore them.

Elder Wu Muqing looked at these disciples in front of him, stroked his beard with satisfaction, and smiled, "Looking at your appearance, you have all found that little bit of heavenly opportunity, and you are only half a chip away from cultivating your natal true qi and attracting immortal roots into your body. ”

"I've led you all through the door, and I've made a perfect consummation. Originally, according to the rules of the sect, for disciples who have not cultivated enough to achieve the seven grades of mortal bones, and have not cultivated their natal true qi, they can only teach the first half of the "Otomu Scroll" foundation building qi condensation method.

And in the past two months, I have told you all the bones of the "Otogi Scroll". But if you want to hear someone preach the Dharma in the future, you have to go to the Condensation Cliff Sutra Pavilion by yourself, count the days, and in five days someone will start preaching there, and you can go if you want to, no, you can go if you can, and it's always good to listen to more. ”

When Wu Muqing preached the Fa to everyone, he always found a spacious flat land outside the east and west courtyards, and spread soft green fairy grass on the ground, and everyone sat on the ground, listening attentively to the taming.

Every time there is a light rain, the old man will wave his sleeve robe, and there is a thin light mask above everyone's heads, like an inverted glass bowl to envelop this small world, and open up a small world without water in the misty rain curtain.

His last lecture was no exception, but he was speechless today, and the small glass bowl did not exist.

As if he suddenly thought of something, Wu Muqing patted his reddened forehead, took out thirteen small jade bottles out of nowhere, distributed them to everyone, and said, "I almost forgot, my Gu Ling has a ration of spiritual liquid and spiritual elixir for every disciple to help you cultivate." I think this is not good for your immortal path, you must know that this natal true qi is the root of the monk, the source of all spirits, if this step has to rely on external forces, then what kind of cultivation and what kind of cultivation to talk about.

Only now that you have your own gains, even Ye Ku and Zhang Youhu, the two lazy people, are no exception, and it can be regarded as stepping on this immortal path that is not deep or shallow, and now taking the elixir in this jade bottle will not give birth to the disadvantages of unstable Dao foundation and fragile immortal roots. ”

"The fairy road is difficult and dangerous, if you can't stand it, go home as soon as possible, and be a fairy in the mundane world. After saying the last sentence, Wu Muqing floated away.

Everyone invariably bowed deeply in the direction of the old man's departure, the so-called teacher's kindness, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, nothing else.

After worshipping, someone stared down at the jade bottle in his palm and stood silent.

They actually all knew that Gu Ling had rationed pills for his disciples, but Wu Muqing never said it, and they never asked.

"Bang"

With a crisp sound, the jade bottle in Zhuang Mo's hand suddenly shattered, his five fingers clenched, and he gently crushed it, and then he saw the elixir and the broken jade made dust, and it flew down.

"Bang", "bang"......

It was Wu Xingyun, Zhang Youhu, and Shang Nuan who smashed the jade bottle elixir one after another, in order to clarify their intentions.

"Bang"

It was one of Zhuang Mo's maids, and she also shattered the small jade bottle in her palm, and she was stunned to see two small fingernail size pills in her palm, green and round, and there was a wisp of cloud pattern floating on it.

Everyone knows that there is a difference between this disciple and the disciple's attendant after all, although they can listen to others teach the Fa together, they will only be equipped with spiritual liquid to help them practice, and their medicinal effect is naturally not comparable to the elixir distributed by Zhuang Mo, Wu Xingyun and others.

Ye Ku only threw the small jade bottle towards Jiang Zhuxi, and left without caring about the people behind him.

Jiang Zhuxi didn't know what was going on, and he seemed to be quite resentful in his heart, but he didn't learn the method of the broken jade Mingzhi, and only poured the pills in the two jade bottles into his hands like eating jelly beans and put them into his mouth.