After taking a relaxing medicinal bath, cold sweat flowed down his forehead and into his skin, and he was quite festive under the red light on his body.

When it rained lightly, and the drops of water fell down the red cloth, who would see from afar the red cloth stripping and bathing, raising their thin arms in the lamplight, revealing their long hair hanging low on the water?

After soaking the medicine, he got up and put on a blue robe, felt that it was thorough and cool, raised his steps and walked to the seventh floor, and the rest of the work was left to the fish spirit to clean up, and at the moment when he went down the stone ladder, he glanced at the godless face, sighed, and felt a little unbearable, but when he thought of the various performances at the beginning, he couldn't help but be ruthless, and sat down by the bookshelf and stroked the cat's hair.

After midnight, the wind changed direction, blowing and falling rain, and there were more entrenched soul shadows, listening to it with relish, and the moment of looking at it was that the ghosts and wolves of the mountain stream were crying in pain, and the only remaining little sense of belonging was ground into pieces here, and with the guidance of the old madman, one by one knelt on the ground and shouted: "Mighty." ”

The old madman had a dry mouth, stuck out his tongue, licked the rain, and felt that the fire was coming, so he said: "Zangfeng is a rare existence in the world. Even if the mountains are rugged and there are many brothers and sisters who have not arrived, don't be afraid, I have already prepared good meat and vegetables, and we will meet in the sword. ”

The souls fell to their knees, and the old madman pointed his finger at the spring, branching out an illusory stream, all climbing in, until it was all empty, and then nodded comfortably, "It can be taught and taught, and the forces that belong to the Tibetan Peak will be several times more in the future." At that time, when I went to lead, there was some majesty that went hand in hand. ”

Flicked his big sleeves and walked back to the stone tower.

Six floors, empty sighs.

The next day, the wind of this mountain stream has already stopped, the mind moved, the sleeve was slightly tilted, and the black and white chess pieces were thrown in the palm of his hand, and a fresh wind appeared when he held it tightly, and a black whirlwind around it suddenly rose, and the surrounding dust was flying, and he still did not see any changes in the chess pieces.

He sat on the rock again, looking at the looming floating mountain.

The man lying under the tree resting appeared again, but his mouth was full of fruit, and after looking at each other, Li Shuishan politely clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and felt the sun.

The division of the peaks and the world is not easy to distinguish, but the sun clock rings four times a day, only the one in the middle of the night is not good, you need to meditate carefully, precipitate what you see and hear in a day, and turn it into one of the "cross tips", quiet.

Calm your mind, the heart of the previous observation, in the heart of the division of a spell as true, this method is needed for practice, said the follow-up truth, only to see a line of small words.

Since I walked down the mountain, I have also seen many mortal warlocks. They grabbed a copy in their hands, the name of the book of magic is "Half Immortal Law", it is said to be seventy-two, I have seen the copy of the book copied by real people, and there are thirty-two details left, but I heard that it has its name, and there is no strange law.

I carefully remember: through the secluded, secluded, exorcism, carrying the mountain, forbidden water, borrowing the wind, cloth fog, praying for sunshine, praying for rain, sitting on the fire, entering the water, covering the sun, resisting the wind, boiling stones, spitting flames, swallowing knives, kettle sky, divine walking, walking on water, cane solution, doppelganger, invisibility, continuation, fixing, demon slashing, inviting immortals, chasing souls, dementoring, summoning clouds, taking the moon, carrying, marrying dreams, fragmentation, sending rods, breaking the stream, calamity, relieving misfortune, fingering, autopsy, shifting scenery, summoning, trace clouds, gathering beasts, adjusting birds, qi ban, vigorously, penetrating stones, generating light, and obstructing clothes

, guide, eat, avoid, leap rock, sprout, copy, drink water, lie in the snow, storm the sun, make pills, runs, medicine, know the time, know the land, Bigu, and pray for nightmares.

All of them are seventy-two, but there is not much left, but it is a pity.

There are many mixed spells, but they are actually orderly and polite, and most of them are Sasuke, who has not known where to go, and is called Gu Immortal.

Only then did I hear that there was no Gu Immortal in the world for a long time, and how he could see it was all hearsay.

Chaos was born, there are scattered spells in the world, but page by page is a little bit of water, not a little fur, even if the Taoist book is put down in the mortal dust, it is rare for people to practice, this book after years of exploration, the sun and the moon and the earth, is only a bunch, and I only learned three of them, smelted in my own techniques, violent and ruined.

The posture of the Taoist is melancholy, all the disciples need, after going down the mountain, traveling all over the world. Remember to learn more, take the essence of it, and remove the bad cypress. After all, the magic has long changed, and you need to read books and walk thousands of miles before you can have the posture of chasing immortals.

Don't follow the will of heaven, after all, cultivating the Tao is not a trivial matter, going against the sky, and one wrong step will die.

After remembering the pen name in this book, there is no name but one person, but there is more than this person.

But when Li Shuishan asked the old madman, he also shook his head, and only said one sentence: This matter still needs to be asked Fashan, his master is a person with yellow eyebrows, insight into the heavens, and he should be a participant.

Li Shuishan calmed down, turned to breathe tightly, and a slight purple line appeared on the blue robe, making him frown, raising his hand and patting it lightly, and dissipated, but when he wanted to look at it again, he saw the texture on it again.

The old madman told him to keep his temper down.

Every time a small crystal blue snake in the palm of his hand condensed, it snapped and stopped, unable to hear the subtle movements around him, his chest was tight, the stars flashed in front of him, licking the wet dew falling from the rain, and he sighed in his heart How could the quiet floating mountain still send dust and wetness? ”

Li Shuishan stretched out his hand to hover in the air, and suddenly a breeze came, and a wine jug flew and landed in the palm of his hand, and smiled slightly, "Thank you, senior." ”

The man smiled: "My name is Li Li." You can be my old Li Guo person. ”

Li Shuishan drank the wine, feeling very thorough and cold, but the red and green luster was entwined all over his body, and his mouth was in his mouth, rushing towards the entrance of his facial features, taking a small sip of his nose, sweet and smelly, smooth and dry, he knew that the wine was tasteless!

However, the refutation of the blue intent in the eyes reached the extreme in an instant, and he wanted to suppress the red intent and rush out of the sky, but after a while, it disappeared and merged into it, and he saw the wind and clouds more thoroughly.

After thanking Lao Li Guoren again, I chatted with him freely, only to know that this person was not so boring, and even quite coquettish.

This shadow is so angry that the old madman sits on the stone window and picks his nose and bows his head, without slashing his face, he knows that he has a 'mouth of the gods', talking about the dead alive, jumping alive and jumping, if this big technique is lost outside the mountain, it is a kind of divine law praised by countless people.

However, this person did not talk much, telling that he had stepped into the path of cultivation, read the dead vines and old trees, and watched the faint crows flying, and felt that the plants in the ground were too small, and sighed with pity.

Took a mouthful of grape juice and licked it

The thorny thorns, touched the melon seedlings, looked at the oranges, and finally settled down the heart of cultivation, and absorbed the aura of heaven and earth by self-enlightenment.

Li Shuishan sighed at this time, and now he understands that it is easy to imitate, but it is extremely difficult to explore and create, I don't know when the inspiration came to see the aura mouthpiece, and looked at the peachwood sword behind and the soul-attracting bell on his waist, there are many wonderful things in it that need to be explored by himself.

For him, not to try to fly in time, but also to grope for a few years before he can linger, to learn the things to suck and refine in the inside, reading is still necessary, as for the old madman's set is just his own explanation, and his own things need to be found, think, explore, and not be led astray.

The old madman seemed to be waiting anxiously, and the next night, breathing in a deep breath, he opened his eyes and awoke from his meditation, and muttered, "Come with me, son." ”

Before Li Shuishan could answer, he saw himself flying out, straight into the clouds, and the man sitting on the floating mountain shook the wine jug and followed slowly, singing nursery rhymes.

Today is an extremely important day, telling one of the three laws.

A monk sitting alone in the clouds, surprised to see a flying shadow coming, quickly packed up the package beside him, secretly hid a few pieces of good cake over his mouth, who knows, this came too fast, three pairs of eyes swept in turn, his hand shook and fell into the mountain stream, when he saw a figure that was not an acquaintance, he cried loudly in the clouds with his head, and two big round tears fell like rain.

Li Shuishan, who didn't know it, returned to his senses, and came to a crisp foothold, this time Miao Yun was bleak, and a round-bellied person in the atmosphere took a big cross, pacing, the cloth shoes were too small, the feet were too big, and the heels were mostly rubbed on the ground, and the sound of the fat belly was moist and swayed, and he heard the ground rolling and shaking, and scolded, "Who is coming?"

The old madman deliberately kept silent, walked further, shook the record in his hand in fright, drew an oblique cross again, licked his face and said: "Rare guests, it turned out to be the master of Zangfeng Peak, and Lao Li's seniors, I don't know what you have to do here?"

Knowing that this is nonsense, I have to say it again, which is really unexpected, but I can sit here and look around at the eight winds and hundreds of stone slabs, the black and white thin lines are not folded, and the plates stand obliquely in half, although there are less than fifty stone bricks, each of which opens a thin slit, blows out a cold wind, and covers the flowers that bloom behind it.

The old madman looked at him angrily, gave a look that was enough to understand for a few days, and trembled and sent the pen in his hand to him, sketched a few scribbles, and threw it to him, he touched his wrinkled forehead, and looked mildewy, "This word.."

"Something?" the old madman snorted coldly, he smiled and quickly explained: "No, no, the seniors are clear and clear, and I can't figure it out as an ordinary man, so please leave." ”

The three of them walked into the back of the stone slab, smacked the old Li Guoren, and took another sip of wine, this line is a little mysterious, Li Shuishan, who watched and followed, kept swallowing saliva, for fear of missing any good scenery, the white flower wrote a few small words 'light guest Ye Yun', did not pay attention to the fragments on it, and did not know that the mirror that hid more than a dozen pieces was shining, and each side was shining on the human hand.

When the old madman put his left hand lightly on it, a hand pattern appeared, which suddenly caused a mutation around it, and the stones and various wind furnaces below came out, filling this stone slab ground, suppressing some small Mao Xi flowers underground, and becoming an intoxicating ocean.