As he spoke, a puff of purple smoke rose from the alchemy furnace, and the room was fragrant.

Tao Immortal Master stood up and walked towards the alchemy golden furnace, and as he walked, he said, "Go, there is a yellow scar on the wall on the right side of your bed, press it." ”

Qingxu walked over and pressed down on the yellow scar as the immortal master instructed, and a door opened on the wall behind the bed.

Tao Immortal Master pinched the trick and recited the mantra, made a handprint, and made the clear formula. Then, he skillfully walked to the cabinet on the right and took out a golden bowl and a golden spoon, and he carefully used the golden spoon to detect two golden pills from the alchemy gold furnace and put them into the golden bowl, one large and one small, one purple and one golden.

Tao Immortal Master carefully held the golden bowl containing the golden pill and walked into the door behind the bed with Qingxu.

Behind the door behind the bed was a secret room, two futons, and a basin of water.

Tao Immortal Master took Qingxu and sat down face to face on the futon, pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and the door behind the bed quickly closed.

Tao Immortal Master: "I have made an enchantment here, and ordinary ghosts and gods can't find it. However, the aroma of Jindan is too strong. ”

After speaking, Tao Immortal Master quickly made a handprint, and the handprint slashed over the basin of clear water, and then chanted in the air, saying: "Where is the second general? Come and protect the Dharma for me, as urgent as a law." ”

Through the basin of water in front of him, Qingxu saw two immortals coming over and closing the door of his room, and then the two immortals walked into the door panel and stuck to the door.

Tao Immortal Master: "Apprentice, I have something to explain to you, throughout the ages, there are countless people who have pursued immortality, and there are even more countless people who have taken the golden pill in the hope of immortality, but there are very few people who can live forever in the end after taking the golden pill." Although it is said that the golden pill is full of immortal qi and strong mana, the principle is the same, and the result is the same, and it is necessary to go against the sky and win the merit of heaven and earth, which is extremely risky. If you don't, you may be wiped out. You have to think about it, if it's too late to regret it now. ”

Qingxu bowed down in front of the immortal master on the futon, and said: "The disciple is willing to respect the immortal master's decree, receive this golden pill, cultivate the body of the immortal, and help the master protect Maoshan for a thousand years." ”

Tao Xianshi: "Very good! This pill is called the Nine Turns Return Immortal Pill, you will feel the liver and intestines broken after taking it, the Yuan Shen out of the body to experience nine tribulations and nine tribulations, if you can be firm-willed, Yin and Yang follow each other, good and bad depend on each other, and the return of the Yuan Shen can change the number of lives against the sky, immortality." ”

Qingxu said: "The disciple must follow the decree of the immortal master, no matter how great the tribulation is, he must strengthen his mind, yin and yang follow, good and bad depend on each other, and let the original god return to its place." ”

Tao Immortal Master: "Okay, my beloved apprentice, cultivating immortals is a difficult thing. Taking Jindan is not drinking sugar water, it also needs to be tempered by fire. Jin Dan can only help you shorten the process of cultivating immortals, and it is impossible to reduce the tribulations that you need to go through to cultivate immortals. Once you eat this pill, everything depends on yourself, and the teacher can only help you protect the Dharma and help you shorten the process of cultivating immortals as much as possible, and the rest of the road is completely up to you to complete with firm faith and perseverance. ”

Qingxu said firmly again: "The disciple must abide by the decree of the Immortal Master, and no matter how great the tribulation is, he must use firm faith and perseverance to return the Yuan Shen to his position." ”

Tao Xianshi carefully took out a small golden golden pill from the golden bowl with a golden spoon and put it into Qingxu's mouth, and then used the golden spoon to scoop a spoonful of water from the basin of water next to him and poured it into Qingxu's mouth, and then quickly turned his position and sat behind Qingxu, holding his hands against Qingxu's heart, and said: "There are only nine hours, remember, there are only nine seasons in your time and space, no more, no less! ”

Qingxu suddenly felt continuous pain in his abdomen and waist, as if a blunt knife was cutting his own flesh, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down. The blunt knife kept cutting his own flesh, slowly extending from his abdomen to his chest, and then to his head, slashing at his own head, and the pain of his head splitting. He curled up on the futon, pressed his hands tightly on his abdomen, and began to hold his head, and began to roll on the ground, almost knocking over the basin next to him, shouting, "It hurts me!"

Seeing it in his eyes and hurting in his heart, Immortal Tao moved the basin and quietly watched him roll on the ground.

Qingxu kept rolling on the ground, and after a while, he crawled back to his original position, found a futon and put it in front of the immortal master, and the ninja sat cross-legged in front of the immortal master in severe pain, concentrating and calming down, spitting out the old and absorbing the new, and drawing qi into the body.

He began to feel as if he had fallen into a fire pit, his body was burning like a fire, he was warm and comfortable, and he was immersed in the warm comfort. Suddenly, he found that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, and the fire began to burn from his heart, and he felt that he had become a phoenix, but when he stared, he found that he had become a roast chicken, and not only did the burning pain all over his body, but the fire had already ignited the feathers, eyebrows, and hair around his body. He jumped to his feet and reached for the basin beside him.

Qingxu found a white-haired old man who picked up the basin and left, he made a move to pick peaches and reached out to grab the white-haired old man, and the white-haired old man casually slapped the clouds and broke the end of the world and took him out of the palm wind a foot away. Qingxu a harrier turned over, both palms flew, a move of a hundred birds to return to the nest with enough strength towards the white-haired old man, this move palm force is extremely heavy, the white-haired old man has been shrouded in his palm wind, the white-haired old man's face changed suddenly, put down the basin, palms together, a move to welcome the respect to meet his palm wind struck the past, when the palms were about to catch the wrong time, the white-haired old man's palms suddenly separated, his body fell back, the palm force pushed forward, and then a stroke, Qingxu flew over the top of the white-haired old man's head.

Qingxu gasped, looked at his trembling hands, gritted his teeth and endured, but his face still began to distort because of the burning pain. He began to tear the clothes on his body constantly, and the clothes and pants all over his body had been torn off by him one by one, he stood naked, endured the severe pain, leaned down to find the futon, crawled back to his original position, sat cross-legged in front of the white-haired old man, concentrated and calmed down, spit out the old and accepted the new, and drew qi into the body.

The white-haired old man quickly turned his position and sat behind Qingxu, his hands against Qingxu's heart, and Qingxu felt a burst of coolness.

Suddenly, he felt countless small worms devouring his flesh and sucking his blood, and he felt extremely itchy. He fell, his hands scratching blankly at the front and back, left and right, up and down all parts of his body, and let out "clucking" laughter as he scratched.

Many places on Qingxu's body have been scratched by himself and drenched in blood, and his face is covered with bright red blood marks. However, he still gritted his teeth, endured the itching and discomfort, crawled back to his original position again, found a futon and put it in front of the immortal master and sat down cross-legged, concentrating and calming down, exhaling the old and absorbing the new, and drawing qi into the body.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his skin, and he screamed, "My life is over!" and with that shout, his primordial spirit soared into the air with a "bang", standing high in the air.

He looked at a white-haired old man who was using a knife to peel off his skin one by one, countless blood-red insects were devouring his flesh and sucking his own blood, he wanted to go over to stop it, but he found that the white-haired old man was his mentor, his body was already incomplete, he sighed: "The sky is going to kill me!" and then stepped on the colorful clouds under his feet and soared away.