Xin Yibo tilted his head and proudly displayed the flames in his hands.

Letting the flames scorch his face, Akisawa came closer, the flames indescribably manic, and he remembered the warlock who taught him the fire in his palm.

A few months ago, the palm fire condensed by that warlock was also the same size, but the flame in the warlock's hand was much warmer and the color was different.

"You, how long have you been cultivating palm fire?"

"Hmph, I might as well tell you, Lao Tzu has been cultivating palm fire for more than 80 years! Alas, it's just that in recent years, he hasn't used it well. ”

Xin Yibo sighed again and again, Qiu Ze was shocked when he heard it, more than eighty years Unless the fat man in front of him began to cultivate palm fire in his mother's womb, otherwise he would be more than eighty years old, but ...... The fat man in front of him, who looks about the same age as his father, is he really that old?

"I take the liberty of asking, how old are you this year?"

The fat man turned his head, thought about it seriously, and shook his head after a while: "Alas, I'm old, and I can't remember many things clearly, but I seem to remember that my father said that when I was born, what kind of battle was fought on this land? ”

Qiu Ze couldn't help but gasp, the battle of Jingyan?!

"You...... You're going to be 100 years old?"

Qiu Ze was dumbfounded, he really couldn't believe that the pot-bellied person in front of him turned out to be an old man who was about to be a hundred years old, but he really didn't look like a hundred-year-old man, but Qiu Ze immediately thought about it, the warlock had told him that the palm fire would condense into a more intense flame with the master's proficiency, so it was a little reasonable.

"What's wrong with being a hundred years old? Is it very old?" Xin Yibo pretended to be an exaggerated stall hand: "What's so strange, my master was more than 300 years old and helped Zhu Yuanzhang fight, uh...... However, he disappeared ten years ago, and I don't know if he ascended or died, alas...... He also told me that he used to be an officer when he was in the war. ”

Qiu Ze felt a little out of breath, and he coughed dryly...... "Why can you live so long?"

Seeing Qiu Ze's interest, Xin Yibo smiled: "We are cultivators, naturally different from mortals, and our lifespans are longer, if you become my apprentice, I dare not guarantee anything else, you can at least live until your great-grandson is born!"

Akisawa was overjoyed: "So, I can walk all over Daming alive?"

Xin Yibo sneered: "Da Ming, hmph, even if you finish walking away from Warat and Tatar, you will still be alive." ”

When Qiu Zeshang was a child, he followed his father to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, he was born intelligent, compared to his father, the understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics is more thorough, but he is not a person who pursues fame and fortune, and becoming an official is not his ideal.

As early as ten years ago, Qiu Ze knew about a hero named Zheng He, who went to the West seven times!

The magnificence of the deep sea and the mysterious scenery of the exotic land are all things that Qiu Ze is pursuing! He secretly swore that he must travel all over the land of China! This is his lifelong dream.

But this land is too vast, he can't complete the journey in his life, and his father listened to him talk about his ideals with great interest, and beat him up, and ordered him to study hard in the cold window, time gradually passed, although Qiu Ze has not forgotten his ideals when he grows up, but looking at his father who is getting old, his heart can't help but soften, his parents are here, not far away!

But now that he heard what Xin Yibo said, the seed buried in his heart gradually sprouted again.

Qiu Ze was so excited that he leaned over to Xin Yibo's side and asked again: "If I follow you, can I really live so long?"

Xin Yibo nodded and said: "Yes, you are talented, it is really rare, as long as you cultivate seriously, it is not a fantasy to live to be more than a hundred years old." ”

"Talented? You are not the only one who has said this, almost all the Taoist priests in Wu County have told me that my talent is very good, but I don't understand what kind of talent I have. ”

"Hmph, although those Taoist priests are deceived and deceived, they have a good eye for people. Xin Yibo raised his head and said seriously: "I and those Taoist priests are actually in the same lineage, but as the years go by, the Tao in their mouths has become a means of collecting money...... Everyone knows that Taoist priests want to refine pills, and our vein is mainly to cultivate the truth, but we also refine pills, but the pills we refine are different from those that stinky Taoists, but there is a world of difference, do you know where the difference is?"

Qiu Ze suddenly realized: "Palm fire?"

"That's right, you kid, you are a little smart, our alchemy, is refined with palm fire, there is no smoke and dust impurities, the temperature is not a little high, and we control the heat of the palm fire more finely, how can the quality of the refined heavenly spirit and earth treasure be compared with the firewood?"

"However, what does the fire in my palm have to do with my talent?"

Xin Yibo sneered: "You are a scholar, what must you know if you want to read?"

"What do you need to know how to read...... Literacy?"

Xin Yibo nodded: "Yes, if you want to read, the premise is that you must know how to read, what can you read if you don't know how to read?The same is true for cultivation, if you want to become an immortal, it is not enough to rely on your own efforts, you also need countless treasures and pills to help, you can't do it if you don't know the fire in your palm, you can't naturally refine the pure pill, so, if you want to cultivate the truth, you must condense the fire in the palm of your hand, and you ......"

Xin Yibo smiled and said, "Boy, do you know how long it took me to condense the palm fire for the first time?"

Without waiting for Qiu Ze to speak, Xin Yibo sneered: "Half a year! It took me half a year to condense the flames! It's not as big as what you condensed, and I have a master, and the master has guided me for half a year, and I have only just gotten a glimpse of the way.

Qiu Ze nodded thoughtfully: "In this way, I am indeed a little unusual, but ...... If you don't cultivate the truth, won't you live long?"

"That's nature, in this world, only cultivators and Wang Ba have a super long lifespan!"

Xin Yibo swore an oath, not knowing how inappropriate this analogy was.

Qiu Ze stuck out his tongue: "I don't want to be the eighth king, but I also don't want to cultivate the truth, I have no desires and no desires, idle clouds and wild cranes, this is the life I want to live." ”

Xin Yibo was stunned for a moment, moved to Qiu Ze's side, and hurriedly said: "Stinky boy, what do you know! Long life is only the most basic attribute of a cultivator, when the time is ripe, turning over the river and the sea, pulling out the mountains, and ranking in the immortal class, this is the lifelong wish of the cultivator!"

Qiu Ze shook his head and said, "I don't want to be painted and hung on the wall for worship, I just want to live longer and go out for a walk." ”

"Rotten wood! rotten wood! rotten wood cannot be carved!" Xin Yibo stood up excitedly: "Bastard boy, what are you talking about? Do you know that your talent is unique in ten thousand! How many people want to fly to become immortals? But they don't have your talent, do you know?"

Qiu Ze looked up at Xin Yibo, who was foaming at the mouth, and said lightly: "Let me ask you, is it difficult to cultivate to become an immortal?"

"Of course, you think it's as simple as inviting guests to dinner? Cultivators must have no distractions in their minds, devote themselves to cultivating the Dao, don't ask about worldly affairs, and improve their strength!"

"Can a cultivator taste the delicacies of the world?"

"That's not good, for cultivators, every moment is precious, and only by devoting oneself to it can one achieve success! ”

"Can a cultivator visit the land and visit exotic customs?"

"No! what a waste of time!"

"Can a cultivator read a lot of books and understand the rules of all things?"

"No, I said it, these things are a waste of time!"

"That's right. Qiu Ze smiled, slowly lay on the ground, and held his head with both hands: "In my life, what I pursue is only the word freedom, and what I want is no desire and no desire." ”

Originally, when he heard that cultivators have a long lifespan, Qiu Ze's heart was touched, but when he thought that cultivators had to cultivate hard and waste their lives in ethereal cultivation, he suddenly felt bored, cultivators, who seem to have a long lifespan, but they are imprisoned by the word cultivation, even if they have a long lifespan, they are just a prisoner of longevity.

"Self-...... Freedom?"

Xin Yibo was speechless, he thought about it for a long time, and he couldn't think of a word to deal with it, indeed, cultivators, there is indeed no freedom, take Xin Yibo as an example, he has lived for nearly a hundred years, most of the time, spent in cultivation, even in the human world, he has never been to the world a few times.

However, Xin Yibo didn't intend to let Qiu Ze go so easily, and said: "Freedom is a thing, you know, if I take you away, your father can't stop it, and besides, you are the second son of the Qiu family, even if I take you away, your father still has a son, I am not a ruthless person, at least, I have left a blood for the Qiu family." ”

Qiu Ze glanced at Xin Yibo gloomily: "No, my brother, he died five years ago. ”

Xin Yibo was surprised: "Death...... Dead?"

"Yes, five years ago, my father was not yet a jinshi, when he took us two brothers to study everywhere, when passing by a lake, my brother accidentally fell into the lake, and he was not seen alive or dead!"

Xin Yibo's throat moved, and finally he didn't make a sound.

Qiu Ze chuckled: "Okay, don't mention the past, even if my brother is still alive, I will definitely not go with you, in my life, I have never been restrained, I look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person!"

Qiu Ze laughed wildly, ignored Xin Yibo, who stayed in place, closed his eyes and fell asleep.