Chapter 63: Two Choices

"Is Master here?" asked Xuandu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Yes, I was about to invite you in. The boy replied.

There was no time for Chongjiu to intervene, so he could only follow the footsteps of Master Xuandu and go inside. Entering the main entrance, there is a courtyard, which is very empty, and there are only a few unknown viewing trees. After the courtyard is a big hall, the most eye-catching in the hall is the three-legged tripod with square ears, antique, carved dragon and phoenix on it, and there is a turtle cushion foot.

The four walls are some pear-yellow wooden shelves, which are empty, and I think they are places to put pill gourds or something.

The main hall was empty, and he followed the boy through the main hall and into a side room. There was a big green cow lying in front of the house, and there were several wine jars next to the green cow, and the whole body was lying on the ground, snoring and sleeping. There was a smell of wine in the air, it was the smell of good wine, although Chongjiu didn't like to drink, and he knew that the wine was good when he smelled it.

"You rammer" Master Xuandu shook his head, his face full of helplessness. Chongjiu looked at the bright silver ring on the nose of the green cow, and his heart moved, as if this was the King Kong Zhuo that killed the gods when he met the gods, killed the Buddha when he met the Buddha, and beat the monkey without a trace of a way.

However, although Qingniu is Lao Jun's mount, it is not much different from his disciples, and his strength is even more unfathomable. It is not surprising that King Kong fell into his hands.

In the past, there was a large courtyard behind it, a small pond in the courtyard, and under the tree next to the pond, there was an old man, and there was a fishing basket beside him, and he was fishing.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he didn't look back, he was already leaning back on the recliner, and seemed to have fallen asleep. Master Xuandu didn't care, standing behind him, waiting.

Chongjiu was not slow at all, and learned to do it. But I was still very excited and curious. After all, there are only seven saints among the billions of living beings in the Three Realms.

Taishang Laojun is a doppelganger of the saint and a symbol of the human religion in the heavenly court. Don't play politics, don't meddle in military power, and simply be an idler. No one has ignored his existence, or the existence of Tushi Palace.

After a long time, the rod moved slightly, and the old man immediately straightened up, shook the rod, and caught something.

Chongjiu thought it was a fish at first, but when the line came to an end, he saw that it was a shrunken seahorse.

The seahorse was as black as ink, with three pairs of wings behind it, struggling in the air, trying to break free, and trying to take a closer look, it had fallen into the fish basket.

"Today's harvest is good, this thing is getting less and less. Later, there was one less delicacy. He shook his head and turned his head.

There is no mighty and domineering spirit in Chongjiu's imagination, and the fairy wind is bone, that is, an ordinary little old man. With white hair and white eyebrows, the Taoist robe on his body is also half-new and half-old, so there is nothing to attract people.

"It's coming. Lao Dao said to Xuandu.

"Well, this is the kid who Jiufeng wants me to be included in the door, I don't know what chance he was born in less than a hundred years, and he became a golden immortal. The current Jin Immortal didn't go through ten thousand tribulations, and it took ten thousand years of cultivation to get the Dao fruit, this kid took a shortcut, I was afraid that he would be completely blocked in the future, so I brought him to show you. ”

"Well, I know, you can go back. Let him be a fireboy with me here for a few days. "I didn't ask Chongjiu's opinion, and decided directly.

"Yes. Master Xuandu turned around and left.

"Meet the saint" Chongjiu didn't dare to hold on at this time, although he entered the Xuandu Sect, but he was not recognized by the one in front of him, he was not a real disciple of the Daomen, so he hurriedly made a big salute.

"Okay, you don't need to see outside, I also have a few connections with your mother, which is also considered an old acquaintance, and your entry into my door is also considered a coincidence. ”

"I don't care how you crossed the threshold of the Golden Immortal, that's your chance, give two choices now, go first in my furnace and calcine it for twenty-four years, cultivate to a lower level, and solve the hidden dangers in your body for you." ”

"What about the other one?" Chongjiu asked, sinking despite his mental preparation.

"Nine turns of the golden pill, burn the fire boy for three years, you can cultivate to the next level. ”

"I choose the first one. Chongjiu said without hesitation.

Lao Dao raised his eyelids slightly and said, "You can think about it, break it and stand up, it's easy to say, but it's too difficult to do." You have surpassed tens of millions of people and stepped into the Golden Immortal, whether it is a shortcut or luck, it is your chance. If you fall into a realm, the difficulty of breaking the barrier again will increase several times, and you may stop here for the rest of your life. ”

"Well, I still insist. Looking at the old Tao in front of him, this meeting is also a test and scrutiny. Taishang forgets his feelings, don't think that he is just talking, this saint in front of him is the most terrifying and unfathomable in the Three Realms. What can stop a man who has no emotions and six desires?

"Okay, since that's the case, it just so happens that my furnace of the Nine Turns Golden Pill will be completed in another thirty-six years. You go into refining the mess on your body first. "Lao Jun is not surprised, everyone has their own arrogance, just take a step of chess, it doesn't matter if you can be the best, or if you can't.

Chongjiu only felt that the light was dim, and when he entered the main hall, the Ding furnace opened, and the inside was red, and he fell into it.

Falling into it, there is a lot of space in the Ding furnace, I don't know if it's because I've become smaller or the space inside is already very large, or it's the Buddha country in my palm, and the magic power in my sleeve.

There were surging flames everywhere, and the most striking thing was the ten-thousand-foot high Dan furnace that stood between heaven and earth.

It turned out to be a furnace in a furnace, and the Dan furnace inside was bronze, and there were some words engraved on it, and each word was huge.

I also wanted to observe in detail, but unfortunately the surging flames didn't give Chongjiu a chance at all. The flames were not blazing, but gentle.

The greatest quality of these flames is stability, not hurrying or slowing, and penetrating deep into the bone marrow. Little by little, it will turn you into nothingness, pierce everything, and calcine everything.

At this time, Chongjiu somewhat understood the situation of the monkey in the Dan furnace at that time, and there was no place to hide, but it was a pity that Chongjiu did not have a stomach of Jin Dan to eat. The only thing that can be used is cultivation.

Water overcomes fire, Chongjiu first used the Dark Water Sutra, and the surrounding water vapor is pervasive, at least find a foothold first.

As soon as he took a breath, the air around him became slightly moist, but this was a world of flames, and he couldn't hold on at all, and soon Chongjiu found that this was not the way.

In another way, since it is calcined, it is to refine the impurities in the body and try to absorb it.

As soon as he absorbed a trace, the Nanming fire in his body was like an explosion, or like a beast king who found an alien species entering his territory, he came madly and drove out that trace of simmering fire.

What should I do?" "Chongjiu is not a monkey, nor is he like a monkey, he can eat enough Jin Dan and refine a copper head and iron bone in it.

But Chongjiu is a golden immortal, in this, if you let go of the cultivation of the golden immortal, it will not be a problem to survive these twenty-four years, but there is no gain.

The monkey is a true immortal, so he dares to be in this Dan furnace for forty-nine days, and Chongjiu and a golden immortal are naturally in it.

"What went wrong?" Chongjiu was not in a hurry, and sat down directly under the 10,000-foot high Dan furnace and thought quietly.