Xu is because he talked about his hometown, Xu is because he mentioned the story he is familiar with, Zhang Daohong's voice is much more excited than before, his eyes are shining, talking about the wonderful, quite a bit carried away, rolling up his robe, or pointing to the country, or using some figures, for a while, only the mouth is like a river, the tongue is blooming lotus.

Looking at Su Musha here again, leaning lazily on the mountain rock behind him, leaning obliquely, he seemed to have forgotten all the various kinds of cultivation in the past thousands of years, as if he was really attracted by the story told by Zhang Daohong, and sometimes heard the happy place, or laughed, or clapped his hands and applauded.

After such a long time, on the high hill, where did the two of them still have half a bit of Taoist true cultivation, but it was like more ordinary people in the market, and even in the clouds and mist gathered around the high hill, there seemed to be a little more red dust.

The story was told straight to the end, Zhang Daohong woke up from such an excited situation, smiled at Su Musha, pursed his lips, and sat down beside Su Musha again.

"These strange stories sound very interesting, but they are only a few details, and they really do not allow for further study, such as the vast chaos, the way without life, how to give birth to the masses, how to open the heavens without yin and yang, and how to contend with the various ways? This is not a matter of right or wrong, but a question of first and last, existence and non-existence.

Of course, listening to you, this seems to be the work of ordinary people? Sure enough, there are many pearls hidden in the red dust, and among the dust, the red dust comes first, which is not unreasonable...... As for the two questions I asked you, there is no need to ask them now. ”

After that, Su Mu smiled a little, Shi Shiran stood up, but Zhang Daohong was here, a little surprised, and his movements were half a beat slower, before he got up and patted the dust that did not exist on his body.

"So, the seniors have realized the Tao?"

What responded to Zhang Daohong was the sound of Su Musha's loud laughter.

"Idiot, the Tao of this world, how can it be so easy to understand, just touch the bypass, listen to this strange story, have some thoughts and understandings, can't say that you have realized the Tao, you can only say, find the way where it is, when to push open the door and enter the body, it can be regarded as the beginning of the Tao. ”

The words were said like this, but in Zhang Daohong's heart, he only felt that it was Su Musha's modest words.

After all, what Zhang Daohong is cultivating now is the "Huang Ting Sutra", such mysterious scriptures are really the words of the immortals who are in harmony with the Tao, even if Zhang Daohong is now only the cultivation of the foundation realm, but when it comes to the induction of Dao Thoughts, it has been far beyond the scope of the realm, of course, only Dao Nian induction.

In Zhang Daohong's eyes, when he looked at Su Musha again, he felt that the body wrapped in the white wolf was becoming more and more ethereal, in Zhang Daohong's words, "the predecessors are now full of fairy energy."

Such an ethereal posture is already very different from the previous Su Musha, so Zhang Daohong is here, but he is sure that even if Su Musha has not realized the Tao, he is also extraordinary.

With this thought, Zhang Daohong thought that it was because of that strange story, and his heart was suddenly full of joy, and he only felt that such mundane stories were now also mysterious.

Laughing, Zhang Daohong followed in the footsteps of Su Musha.

"Seniors, wait for the younger generations, no, when the poor Dao attains the Tao fruit in the future, you must be like the people in the story, you must open the mountain gate, accept disciples, let them also prove the immortal Dao, and be the authentic Xuanmen in this world!"

"Senior, you see, there is a Hongzi in the name of the junior, why don't you call yourself Hongjun Daoist in the future?"

"Seniors, how about the way of the juniors and cultivators? Before the Tao, it is not counted to practice the magic weapon, and in the future, I will give all the money to the disciples, it should be a good story ......of the Immortal Dao."

"Senior...... Senior: Where are we going?"

Seeing that Su Musha ignored Zhang Daohong's playful words, and walked down the high hill by himself, with Su Musha's pace, the clouds and mist for hundreds of miles also dispersed, and the original fairy family was full of prosperity and dissipated like a dream bubble, returning to the mundane scene, and there was no longer the scene of the spirit.

Looking at the embarrassed figure of Zhang Daohong hurriedly chasing behind him, Su Musha deliberately slowed down his pace, but said softly:

"Although this place is beautiful, it is not a place to stay for a long time, and it is too close to the Imperial Void Immortal Sect, and it is difficult to settle down to live in peace, so the poor road wants to find an immortal mountain, open up a cave, one to cultivate, and the other to pass on the thirty-six chapters of your "Interior Jade Sutra" and the remaining two Taoist songs of "Exterior Jade Sutra". ”

When the words fell, Zhang Daohong's figure had already caught up with Su Musha, and Su Musha didn't wait for Zhang Daohong to respond, his body flashed with gray light, wrapped in Zhang Daohong's embarrassed voice, and turned into a streamer, escaped into the void, and scattered in the same place.

A moment later, a figure flickered in the distance, and in two or three steps from the edge of the sky to the high hill.

The thin old man stroked his beard, and his sleeve robe was embroidered with ethereal clouds, like the several monks who chased and killed Zhang Daohong before, thinking that he was born in the Imperial Void Immortal Sect, but the aura of his body was awe-inspiring, but it was induced, but it was powerful in person!

The old Taoist's cloudy eyes were like eagle falcons, looking around, first paused at the light cocoon where Zhang Daohong had cultivated, and then paused on the top of the mountain where Su Mu obscured the clouds, and finally fell to the place where the two left.

In the next moment, a wisp of wind blew, and another emaciated old Taoist appeared, his breath was not as good as the former, holding the peach cane in his hand, looking at the old Taoist.

"Senior brother in charge, but I waited a little late. ”

"On a whim, I only felt that the mountain gate was moving, so I was very quiet, but I was a step too late, junior brother, have you visited Aunt Xuanji?"

The junior brother rubbed the peachwood cane in his hand, and his face was only sad when he heard the words.

"Since I visited, the junior brother was ordered by the senior brother and asked Xuanji Daogu to start a hexagram, but Daogu told the junior brother that even she had never calculated the child's heels, as if falling in a dream, like the flesh and blood of the void, Daogu said that at this point, she had the heart to continue to deduce, but she felt a chill on her spine, and the Dao fruit was turbulent, which seemed to be a warning from heaven. ”

When the old Taoist heard this, he just nodded, and he couldn't see any expression.

"Have you heard about the scriptures?"

"I heard that Senior Nephew Sun said a few words, it's amazing!"

"Well, every word, deafening, almost has the illusion of facing immortality, and it should be the true legend of immortals!"

"It's a pity......"

Listening to the emotion of his junior brother, the old Taoist was silent for a long time, and finally just shook his head, looking at the sky with cloudy eyes.

"One is the demon of reincarnation, the other is the demon of the years, junior brother, it's going to be windy......"