Mo Ying asked, "Master, I don't know something, why can I see hundreds of years later?"

The ghost doctor thought about it and said: "The universe is endless, the cultivation is connected with heaven and earth, the vitality of heaven and earth is endless, follow the rules of things, the changes of heaven, and know the meaning of Haotian, of course, after a hundred years, it is like the sun rising and falling every day, and the time of day is different, how the tide rises in the river and when it recedes, it has already formed a law in the evolution of thousands of years. ”

Then he said: "You don't know why this Nangong Ziyan's Yuan Qi Enchantment can last for a hundred years, right? This is not difficult to understand, he has been cultivating the Venerable Master, if it weren't for Situ Lingyan, maybe he would have become the second person to cultivate the flesh and become an immortal for thousands of years, except for the Yellow Emperor, the head of the Five Emperors. You can understand that!"

Understand a fart! Mo Ying only felt that there was no logic, and when he thought about it, where did he feel the logic? On the Wuyao Mountain, everything was illogical, and he could only understand that the realm of Xuan Hao was an immortal, and when he became an immortal, of course, he could do anything.

So he said simply: "It's so complicated, you just said that if you cross life and death, fly to the sky, and become a god, you will naturally be omnipotent, isn't it?"

Suddenly, he asked again: "Do you say that there are really immortals?"

The shirt shook his head and said, "I don't know, there should be, aren't those Buddhist temples and temples dedicated to immortals?"

Mo Ying said: "That's just faith, the belief in the hearts of human beings, whether there are immortals or not, anyway, I don't believe it, unless I become an immortal, I will believe it!"

The ghost doctor suddenly laughed and said, "You kid can really dream, let's talk about it after you can practice!"

Mo Ying tried to move his body, and found that he could really move, and he didn't feel any pain, so he said: "You help me out, I'm going to the edge of the cliff to see!"

The shirt stared at the beautiful eyes, shook her head again, and said, "It's only been a few hours, how can you go to the ground?"

Mo Ying looked at him with an extremely firm gaze and said, "I believe that Nangong Ziyan's predecessors will not deceive people, how can a person who deceives people cultivate the Xuantong!"

So Yan Shirt went over and helped Mo Ying up, Mo Ying tried to walk on the ground, and it turned out that it was really as he said, after two or three years of recovery of his limbs as ordinary people, he tried to take a step, one step, two steps......

The people in the cave were all amazed, and the ink shadow was also overjoyed, and slowly came to the cliff waterfall, he bent down, and sure enough, as the shirt said, there was no black on the edge of the cliff, and where the water splashed, the rock was washed round and smooth.

Ink Shadow stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the five fingers on his fingers had different sensations, some hard and some soft.

He wrinkled his brows, took out a "small dark knife" from his arms, and tried to stab it with the tip of the knife, who expected that the tip of the knife directly sank into the seemingly rock, Mo Ying pulled out the small dark knife, and looked at the tip of the knife, black!

When I got the tip of my nose and sniffed it, the smell was exactly the same as the "black mud paste" in the ghost doctor's mouth. So he shouted: "Master, here is the black mud paste you mentioned, which is more like what is said in the "Ling Yan Medical Sutra". ”

The ghost doctor took a closer look, and the edge of the cliff cut by the ink shadow was black and glowing. So he asked, "Isn't this the thing at the bottom of the pool?"

Mo Ying said: "Yes, but the bottom of the pond is slowly flowing in from here, the medical scriptures record that it is only the lower product, only here is the top grade, this hole has a constant temperature all year round, and the water flow is extremely cold, this thing needs to grow in the place of alternating hot and cold, growing during the day, purifying into rows at night, growing very slowly, environmental changes will change the efficacy, this is what you call black mud paste, but the medical scriptures record that it is called black jade Xuan mud!"

Mo Ying paused after speaking, and then said: "And Nangong seniors said that there is a piece of black at the bottom of the pool, this black I have seen, the last time I fought with Lan Niu in the pool, this black is like a soft bed, it saved me!"

The ghost doctor has lived to the point that he is about to enter the loess, and the surprise that this kid has brought him in the past few days can only be described in two words, so he asked: "I am a doctor, and I will directly say the efficacy!"

Mo Ying was silent, looked around, and then said to the shirt, "Shirt, you go and help me pull out the red grass! ”

The shirt nodded and did so.

After the shirt was ready, Mo Ying said again: "Master, please crush this red grass with your strength and put it in a bowl." ”

After Mo Ying finished speaking, he carefully dug out a small piece on the edge of the cliff with a small dark knife, put it in a bowl, and then connected a little waterfall water, and stirred it well with the small dark knife.

Putting away the knife in his arms, Ink Shadow drank the dark red potion and sat cross-legged on his knees.

The medicinal soup entered his throat and slid into his abdomen, and Mo Ying suddenly felt bitter and unbearable, and this medicinal soup was like black gunpowder, igniting one place in the abdomen, and it kept burning everywhere, Mo Ying's brows tightened, and after half a cup of tea, it gradually stretched out.

The ghost doctor and Yan shirt had been staring at the ink shadow tightly, and when the ink shadow's brows gradually stretched, they clearly saw that there was a layer of black paste like black jade mud on the ink shadow's face, and these black pieces first emerged in small pieces, and then slowly condensed into a thin shell, covering the entire face tightly.

Yan Shirt couldn't help but be worried, and the ghost doctor reached out and pressed her, shaking his head to indicate that it was okay.

After a few moments, the black shell exploded and then fell off. Yan Yiyi couldn't help but exclaim: "Fifth brother, your face!"

Ink Shadow asked in some surprise, "What's wrong with my face?"

"Beautiful!

Mo Ying shook his head, and said in his heart, "I don't pay attention to these things!" and he slowly closed his eyes and tried to meditate.

He saw that the white mist in the sea of knowledge slowly dissipated, slowly dissipated, and then a big mountain appeared, and there were pools, medicinal reeds, sinkholes, caves, and waterfalls in this mountain...... His consciousness slowly became clear, isn't this the Yaowu Mountain?

He suddenly felt that this was very boring, wasn't this what he had been all the way through? Just as he was about to dissipate to meditate, he suddenly saw an old man like a fairy in this mountain, and this old man seemed to have seen him somewhere?

He was walking towards him step by step, his steps were light, his face was smiling, the ink shadow could see clearly, every few steps he took, his face would be a few years younger, and his hair was turning from white to black,

He kept walking towards him, and he didn't know how many steps, until at last he stood up and didn't move.

Mo Ying saw that he was about thirty-seven or eight years old, born elegant, wearing a plain cloth and green shirt, and was smiling at himself, Mo Ying stretched out his hand to him, but the man said: You are the son of a dragon, but the dragon is not soaring and you do not sound, your heart is good, bless the world, if you follow evil, you will be burned by thunder and fire.

Mo Ying suddenly saw the sea as if it exploded, and he said, "I have seen you, but I don't know you, who are you and why did you appear in my dreams?"

The man replied: "I have been looking for you for a hundred years, and those who are in great pain will have great love, lest they lose it, because they will be lost early, and the stone house is what I left to you, remember my entrustment, if you are evil, I will definitely burn you with thunder and fire!"

After saying that, the man drifted forward again, and Mo Ying saw him walking farther and farther, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior Nangong, where are you going? How can I see you? My father's hatred, what is the reason for the three dragons Qi Teng?"

Unexpectedly, this Nangong Ziyan did not answer positively, but only dropped a sentence that he would meet when he met, lingering in Mo Ying's ears.

Immediately faded out of the sea of knowledge, Mo Ying opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, and when he looked at the cave again, it was as bright as day.

Seeing Mo Ying open his eyes, the ghost doctor stepped forward to help Mo Ying take a look, and immediately said in surprise: "In this short period of less than a day, you have actually passed through twelve tricks in the snow mountain qi sea that you originally didn't know anything about?"

After speaking, he continued: "These twelve tricks can only allow you to just practice, and it may be difficult to reach the immeasurable realm!"

When Yan Yishan heard this, he immediately hugged Mo Ying and said in ecstasy: "Fifth brother, you did it, you really did it!"

Mo Ying didn't expect that there would be many adventures in this medicine-free mountain, this person is fourteen snow-capped mountains and qi seas, since he can pass through the twelve tricks, he is also content, as long as he can practice, he is not greedy.

So he said: "It's good to be able to practice, it's enough to be able to pass the twelve tricks, and the remaining two tricks will naturally be able to pass in the future." And I saw Nangong Ziyan's senior!"

The words were not shocking, and as soon as Mo Ying spoke, the ghost doctor was startled, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

If Mo Ying told the things he saw in the sea in detail, he was so shocked that the ghost doctor broke out in a cold sweat.

He thought for a while and said: "Since you have such an opportunity, the sky treats you well, you kid will stay in this cave these days, and study the scriptures left to you by Nangong Ziyan wholeheartedly, the old man has to return the medicine reed." ”

Mo Ying said, "Why doesn't the master stay and study together?"

The ghost doctor suddenly blew his beard and glared at him angrily, and said: "Cultivation talks about chance, but also about the origin, some need to go with the flow, you have to be loved by Nangong Ziyan, you must be good at cultivating, and I can't force it." ”

After speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and continued: "Do you want to be a stinky boy? We can't see a word of the Heart Sutra, you tease me, right? You give me back the manuscript I have learned and written all my life, you don't need it!"

Mo Ying suddenly smiled wickedly and said, "Master, why do I smell a smell of vinegar when you say this?"

The ghost doctor was silent, and said to himself: "Take it, bring it, you will go against the sky, and you won't stay long!"

Mo Ying knew that this master was alone in the mountains, although there were occasional tricks in his words, but in fact he was like a child, he saw that he had ventilated the sea and snow mountains, and he must have known that he was about to leave the medicine mountain soon, and there was no one to accompany him.

When people are old, it is rare to have someone to talk to.

Mo Ying immediately knelt on his knees, kowtowed and said: "What Shizun has learned all his life looks at the entire Tang Empire, and even the world, there are a few people who can reach it, since Shizun has taught these to his disciples, the disciples will definitely carry forward the master's life's work and inheritance, so as not to disgrace the name of my other mountain!"

In a few simple words, the ghost doctor burst into tears, turned his mind and laughed loudly, and said: "The old man is worried about this life, the evil man, the old man is waiting for you in Yaolu!"

After speaking, she flashed on the back of the blue smoke, and the blue girl let out a "cow roar", and disappeared in the rumbling water in an instant.

After the master left, Yan Yiyi looked at Mo Ying's handsome face and said, "Fifth brother, your face will make all the beautiful women in the world finish!"

Mo Ying smiled, gently took her into his arms, and asked, "Worried, I, Mo Ying, am not the emperor, I don't need three wives and four concubines!"

Yan was silent, and Mo Ying looked down to see that this girl had already fallen asleep......

I can't help but sigh in my heart: Three wives and four concubines are not my life, and a thousand rivers and mountains are in your body!

......

However, things are often like this, you don't like three wives and four concubines, but there are people chasing Yingying Yanyan......