Taiyi Daoist stepped on auspicious clouds under his feet, and the figure flying away gradually blurred.

The brocade-white robe was clearly distinguishable at first glance, and in the blink of an eye, the brocade-white robe was covered with snow and could not be distinguished.

Huanglong Daoist retracted his gaze at Taiyi Daoren, his face full of disbelief.

Yuan Shen 、、、 Huanglong Dao people looked back and thought of these two words, and they still felt uncontrollable shock.

He knew that it was hundreds of times more difficult to use his hands and feet on the Yuan Shen than to directly erase the Yuan Shen of this person.

The Huanglong Dao people will compare themselves, the Dao Law is not dozens of times stronger than their own, and the firmness of the Dao Heart is not the same multiple as their own, and they will inevitably not be able to make themselves tamper with the Yuan Shen without knowing it.

Once the Yuan Shen is changed, even if it is not obvious to you for the time being, after your cultivation gradually rises in the future, you will inevitably find that something is wrong with you.

But to this day, I have achieved a small amount of success in my cultivation, but I have not realized anything except that my memory is not clear, can it be said that the humane method of doing it is so profound? This is several times more powerful than the magic method of calling for wind and rain and moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

Huanglong Dao said in people's hearts, fortunately, he was blessed by the forces of this Kunlun Divine Mountain.

The people in the view are all Gaoshi Immortal Dao who have been practicing in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, and there are dozens of senior brothers whose Taoism is no less than their own, and there are also junior disciples who are only a little worse than themselves.

Looking at the eight wildernesses, the four seas and the three immortal continents, looking at the ancient and ancient centuries for hundreds of years, it has been the first immortal mountain in the world that has been admired by people for generations, and there are few things that Kunlun can not solve.

In addition, think about the master, the person who is the Tao all over his body, and every gesture is unimaginable. The Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things, so what is there to fear in front of the master?

Huanglong Daoist thought back to this, and his face gradually softened.

Standing for a moment, the Huanglong Daoist in a gray robe reached out and grabbed it in the air again, and an invisible energy burst out under his hand, and then grabbed it with five fingers, and the bamboo broom that had been buried in the hand for a long time had already appeared in his hand, looking at its surface, there was no ice or snow.

After that, on the lonely snow-capped mountains and lonely bluestone roads, a gray shadow began to move slowly downward again.

After about two hours, when the sky had begun to darken the snow-capped mountains in his sight, Huang Long finally cleaned the last stone steps.

Then I saw that the Huanglong Daoist didn't even look at the distance with his head, but his thumb pinched a handprint in the palm of his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and then a gust of wind blew, accompanied by the cold wind, and when he looked again, the broom and the person had already disappeared for a while.

Huanglong Taoist went back to the Taoist temple, first put his hand on the dark jujube red door of the Taoist temple and swept it, only to hear a click, there was a sound of the door bolt sliding, and then the Taoist pushed it with his hand, and the door was gently pushed open.

Huang Long hung the bamboo broom on the wooden nail on the wall in the door, and when the other junior brothers did the cleaning test of the mountain road, he could use it directly.

After dealing with these things, the Huanglong Daoist patted the Taoist robe. Lift your legs to your own dojo.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw that the wooden houses were lined up in an open space. Without the slightest hesitation, the Huanglong Daoist walked straight to the door of a room, and stretched out his hand to pinch the mantra and recite the incantation.

The mantra seal appeared as the spell was pronounced, and the wooden door slowly opened, and the Huanglong Daoist handprint was put away and walked in.

It's strange to say, obviously the cold wind in this mountain is biting, the blizzard is terrible, and the cold wind blows on the face with a knife feeling, which can really be described as a poor mountain and water.

But once to this mountain Taoist temple, but as if into the spring of March in the south of the Yangtze River, there are their own streams and rivers in the view of staggered flow, murmuring pleasant, the place where the wooden house is located, the peach forest is dense, a house often only leaks out of one eaves of one eaves corner, the rest of the place is all submerged in the peach blossoms and soaked, of course, there are also weeping willows, locust wood, salicylic and other branches and leaves of the house, ascetics, Qing monks are naturally just a wooden house.

Huanglong Daoren's house, did not see a peach blossom, but to say that he is a Qing monk, but it is not, he likes green bamboo, so in front of the door, behind the door, on both sides of the house, planted some green bamboo.

Huang Long once saw some novel Taoism on the miscellaneous scrolls, saying that it is the theory of Feng Shui, different terrain and terrain, style and appearance, can bring completely different meanings, and even more, proficient in this way, you can change your life against the sky, and play with the enemy invisibly.

Huanglong Daoist was quite interested in this, but unfortunately it was not recorded in detail in the Taoist book, and he asked the master, and his old man also said that although he had read a lot, he was not the same as this method. Naturally, I had to give up. However, he only remembered one thing, it was said that there should not be many kinds of cool and slightly evil things such as bamboo near the home, which were easy to inhale yin qi and pass through ghosts. The people of Huanglong Dao didn't pay much attention to this matter,

Later, I occasionally felt that it was sometimes a little cool, and I didn't have the cheekiness to discuss such trivial things with the master, so I asked a senior disciple who was good at the Dao Dao at a certain Dao conference, and the junior brother was stunned for a moment, laughed more than once, patted the shoulder of the Huanglong Daoist and said what to give the demons and monsters ten dares, and they may not dare to look at our Kunlun Immortal Mountain from a distance.

Therefore, after Huang Long went back, he casually recited a small spell to exorcise evil spirits, and sure enough, there was no longer anything wrong with it.

The houses of the Huanglong Dao people are relatively simple. When I entered the door, there were only a few bamboo chairs, surrounded by a table made by myself, on which there was a pot or half of bamboo leaf tea, and even the teacups were barely used to split a few sections of bamboo.

But don't think that the reason why the chairs on this table are so clean is because of the frequent presence of guests, in fact, there are not many people who know him well, and that spotless appearance is just a little random spell.

This is the case on this floor, but these things only occupy half of the space, and the other half is covered by a large piece of coarse cloth supported by bamboo poles, in fact, there are just a lot of miscellaneous classics and Taoist books behind it.

The second floor is even more intensified, except for the bedroom, there are a few futons, the skin has been covered with pulp and smooth, it can be seen that meditation and practice is the most done by the Huanglong Taoist, and the rest of the second floor is full of neat and neat classics, the first floor is more often the books that I have studied thoroughly or are not of much interest, and the second floor is the place where the Taoist really cultivates and refines.

Huanglongdao people entered the door and held the teapot, opened the window and stretched out his hand to pinch the trick, and a stream of water stirred up in the stream in the distance, from far to near, slowly pouring into the teapot. Then the Taoist turned around, and the window closed with a whirl.

The Taoist put the teapot on the table, took off his coat, and then lifted the kettle and walked to the second floor.

Waiting to the second floor, sitting on the futon, the bamboo leaf tea in his hand, I don't know when it has been hot, the Taoist put the tea to his mouth and took a sip, and then put it aside, picked up a Taoist scroll, thought for a moment, turned to the part that he had not read last time, and studied it carefully.

It was late at night, but for some reason, the house was as bright as day. Looking beyond the doors and windows, there was not a single house, but when I looked up, it was completely dark.