Mao Ying saw Xu Xian's worries and said, "This old man is the old master back then, and since he was reincarnated, he has not heard from him. The three brothers and I spent a great deal of effort, but we couldn't find where his spirit was wandering. ”

Xu Xian was surprised, these three old men of Maoshan listened to the tone, they turned out to be the younger brothers in their previous lives, and they seemed to be the leaders of a very large organization. And these three people still have great respect for that person. But he was also curious about which immortal Buddha he was reincarnated, and he could make the three earth immortals bow down.

Although he was almost sure that he was the person they were looking for, he still asked, "If I wasn't that person, I don't know what the three true monarchs would do?"

Mao Zhen immediately said: "If you find out that it is not the one, the slightest right and wrong between the Taoist friends and Maoshan will be written off, and I will send you down the mountain immediately, and I will never dare to force you to stay for a moment." Of course, if you like the scenery of Maoshan Mountain, you can also linger as much as you like. "Extremely simply, Wang Daoling's revenge was thrown out of the clouds.

Xu Xian nodded, revealing a thoughtful look.

But he didn't notice, Mao didn't say, if it was the deceased, what would happen to them? Reincarnation and the deity are two different people, everyone understands this, and of course he understands it even better. Sanmao Zhenjun is obsessed with finding that person, and he wants to find more than just Xu Xian.

Seeing that Xu Xian still couldn't make a decision, Mao Ying said again: "Daoist friends also want to know about their past lives! Why don't you take this opportunity to take advantage of our strength to get a glimpse of what is going on?"

Xu Xian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take a look, who is it." The doubts in his heart, the questions he wants to answer are no less than those of Sanmao Zhenjun, and why is the huge Buddha number when he crosses?

Mao Ying shook her sleeves, pointed to the Taiji diagram in the center of the stone platform, and said with a smile: "Just invite Daoist friends to sit here!"

Xu Xian said: "I came all night, and I haven't drunk a sip of water, so it's better to eat something first and then start!"

Sanmao Zhenjun looked at each other, and seemed to communicate wordlessly, Mao Ying said: "This matter is not in a hurry, Mao Zhen, you go and arrange Xu Daoyou's food and lodging!" Since Xu Xian fell into their hands, he was not afraid that he would fly into the sky.

Mao Zhen took Xu Xian out of the stone cave again, the platform in front of the stone cave stretched out of the mountain, and below was the abyss, ordinary people couldn't get here at all, Xu Xian looked back at the towering peaks, who would have thought that there were three earth immortal-level masters living in it?

You can vaguely see the shadow of Damao Peak, and there is an ethereal cloud between the two peaks, and the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace is looming in the clouds.

Mao Zhen directly drove the cloud and took Xu Xian to fly straight to the top of Da Mao Peak and went to the palace.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the disciples in the palace had just finished their morning class, and it was time to start eating, and the dining hall was full of Maoshan disciples.

Mao Zhen came in with Xu Xian, and many people showed surprised eyes.

Although they didn't know that Mao Zhen was the genuine Sanmao Zhenjun, they knew that this uncle was extremely senior and was an old man in the palace. Although he is kind to everyone, he has never been really close to anything. Suddenly brought an outsider, and it was such a young boy, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I thought to myself that this could not be a relative of the family, who found a way to come here to learn the Tao! You must know that although Maoshan has a wide range of disciples, the assessment of disciples is also extremely strict, and new disciples generally practice in Wanning Palace and Wanshou Palace when they enter the mountain, and most of them have not even touched the edge of Wanfu Palace in their lives. Those who can enter the Wanfu Palace to cultivate have been screened layer by layer, and the disciples who have already entered the hall are considered the elite of the elite.

Xu Xian's eyes swept away, there were enough disciples here, and there were men and women, and it really deserved to be a sect famous for its "high yield". After thinking about it, Mao Zhen had already returned with his meal and put it on the table. At this time, those Maoshan disciples were even more in an uproar, and they couldn't figure out Xu Xian's identity.

The current head of Maoshan was also respectful when he saw this uncle. But I don't know that the head of Maoshan is the fifth-generation disciple of Maoshan, and he knows the true identity of Maoshan, and he happens to be the disciple of Maoshan's disciples, so how can it be disrespectful.

Xu Xian hurriedly took it, and secretly said rude. It always feels wrong to let such an old man serve himself food. Although this old man's body is really strong, he can be regarded as the old man of the Han Dynasty.

Although the food on the table is mainly light, there are also meat and vegetarian dishes, which is already rich.

Mao Zhen sat opposite Xu Xian, ate a few bites, but was a little unsettled, frowning and thinking: If it is really the reincarnation of the emperor, what should it be?

Hey, the emperor's talent is ten times better than mine, and what I think and measure is beyond my expectations. The only way to help him recover his memory is to make a plan again! A thousand thoughts were turning in his heart, and countless dusty past events came to his face, but they became clearer and clearer.

Xu Xian took a sip of porridge and asked, "Are they all learning Taoism here?"

Mao Zhen nodded and said: "Most of the Xiaocheng have gone down the mountain, and those who remain are unskilled." ”

Xu Xian was surprised and said: "Xiao Cheng, is it a human immortal of the Yang God?" Because only the Yang God can greatly increase the life expectancy, so it is called Xiao Cheng. Xu Xian sighed: If there are a bunch of immortals in Maoshan Mountain, it is also extremely remarkable.

Mao Zhen smiled bitterly: "How can human immortals be so easy to cultivate, for so many years, there are only a handful of people among the disciples of Maoshan who can reach this realm, and most of them are just specialized in one technique." "Even if they are the disciples in this Ten Thousand Blessings Palace, most of them will not be able to cultivate the Yin God in their lifetime, let alone the Yang God.

Among the disciples of a generation, it is already extremely rare to have one or two immortals. But as long as you cultivate Cheng Ren Immortal, you can have at least a few hundred years of life, and if you cultivate the Earth Immortal again, the chance is a little greater.

Xu Xian said with a smile: "Even human immortals can't cultivate, it can be seen that Maoshan has mistaken people's children." He was forcibly brought to Maoshan, and he still had a little resentment in his heart, and he couldn't help but stab the Zhenjun in front of him.

Moreover, he has cultivated to the current Tao, and it has been used for less than ten years, so it is inevitable that he will have the idea that "cultivating immortals is not too difficult." ”

But I don't know how to build a foundation first, and then practice refining and transforming qi, until I practice qi to return to the gods, cultivate the yin god, and become the yang god. These are placed on ordinary cultivators, and any step is like a moat, and some people may not be able to break through after spending their entire lives. Each layer is a strict screening, and there are very few people who can stick to the end.

And Xu Xian didn't know how many tricks he had taken in this, and the foundation was built directly by Taiyin Zhenren with great effort. The method of the Sea of Stars directly crossed the practice of refining and refining qi, and began to practice qi to return to the spirit. And Xu Xian lit up the sun star, and even the Yin God had never cultivated, and he spent 100,000 merits to directly come out of the Yang God.

Any of these are rare opportunities, and he has too much to get and he doesn't feel it. If it is known by other cultivators, no matter how good his state of mind is, he will feel resentful.

Mao Zhen could only smile bitterly: "Maybe!"

But he heard an angry roar: "Where did the kid come from, he didn't know the height of the sky, so he dared to talk nonsense in the Wanfu Palace." ”

The hall was quiet, Xu Xian looked for prestige, and saw a young man in his twenties looking at him angrily. Dressed in a Taoist robe, a handsome face is sharp and angular, but with a lot of arrogance, which slightly damages his bearing.

Mao said sincerely: "Meditation, don't sit down yet." ”

Perhaps it was because the "uncle" who walked through the back door of these people was too unprestigious, and the young man known as "Meditation" had no intention of sitting down, and glared angrily at Xu Xian. He is the head disciple of the sect, and he is always favored, although every practitioner understands the words of guarding against arrogance and rashness, but it is also human nature for a young man to be ambitious.

He has noticed Xu Xian since Xu Xian came in, and he can't see anything clever. Dare to say anything, "Even human immortals can't be cultivated", human immortals are the biggest goal he is pursuing now, and in this mouth, it seems to be a cabbage that can be cultivated casually. Around his state of mind after years of cultivation, he couldn't help but be angry.

Xu Xian cultivates the method of the Sea of Stars, does not cultivate the physical body, only cultivates the soul, it is extremely hidden, even Wang Daoling, who has been practicing for hundreds of years, can't see that he has cultivated, if Mao Zhen doesn't know the art of looking at qi, he sees Xu Xian directly, probably he didn't expect him to be a monk.

Xu Xian saw that the people in the hall were all looking at him, obviously offending the anger of the people just now. got up and gave a four-sided salute and said, "It's abrupt." "Fang Cai's words are indeed a little disrespectful to the Maoshan Mountain Gate, and it is no wonder that these disciples are not angry. Then he sat down gently, as if nothing had happened.

Mao sincerely stroked his beard approvingly, "humble his heart, real his belly", and was bumped by people who were not as good as himself but did not get angry, such a heart surname is really rare.

The disciples in the hall were all dissatisfied with Xu Xian, but they didn't dare to make a mistake when they saw that he had Mao Cheng to accompany him. Now that someone has come forward, Xu Xian, who said a few words, bowed his head and apologized, and couldn't help but cheer.

"It's good to meditate. "Don't weaken the majesty of my Maoshan Mountain. "He is worthy of being the best disciple of Maoshan in the past hundred years. ”

The elders of Maoshan generally eat in the ashram, and sometimes Bigu does not eat for several months, which is also a common thing. Therefore, the people sitting in the hall are all disciples, and the Qing cultivation in the mountains can be called lonely, and it is rare for something to happen, so they all take the opportunity to make noise.

The only elder-level "teacher uncle" Mao Zhen has never revealed any methods in front of them, and he has no prestige and can't suppress them.

Lu Jingxiu arched his hands on all sides, and his face also showed a look of self-determination. He was the head of Maoshan and directly accepted the apprentice and entered the Wanfu Palace. once said that he was the disciple with the highest talent in Maoshan in the past hundred years. He also lived up to expectations, he didn't love Hongchen and sought the Tao wholeheartedly, and it took only ten years to complete the practice of refining and transforming qi so that his appearance did not change, and he was trying to come out of the Yin God recently.

The disciples in the sect, who do not envy or admire. If you can get out of your body and cultivate sincerity and benevolence, then you will no longer be a mortal figure, but take off the mortal womb and become an "immortal". Maybe one day you can survive the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the heavenly realm. See with your own eyes the ancestor of the Maoshan faction, the true face of Sanmao Zhenjun!

Lu Jingxiu looked at Xu Xian again, but found that he was whispering to his uncle, and he didn't seem to care about them at all. The feeling of victory in my heart inevitably diminished a lot.

Xu Xian asked in a low voice, "Zhenjun, why don't you show your true body?" He could see that the disciples in this hall did not have much respect for one of the founders of Maoshan Mountain.

Mao Zhen no longer said the words "Heavenly secrets must not be revealed", but said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, this is also the rule set by the emperor at the beginning, those who have achieved cultivation cannot easily appear in front of mortals, and even if they appear, they cannot boast of their lifespan and mana in front of everyone." The human heart is terrible!"

An earth immortal with high mana actually said something "people's hearts are terrifying", which made Xu Xian a little funny, thinking about it carefully, but he couldn't help but be solemn. If Mao Zhen appeared in Maoshan all day long, so that the world knew that there was an old immortal who had lived for a thousand years, what would be the result?

Surprise and worship are accompanied by anger and fear. Why can you live so long, but I only have a hundred years. Why can you control the fate of mortals, and I can only bow my head?

reminds me of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Cao Ying is bent on killing Zuo Ci, while Sun Ce is bent on killing Yu Ji. Although it is a novel, it also shows the psychology of people. The kings of the world may be able to tolerate courtiers who disobey their will, but they will never tolerate these ethereal Taoists.

The kings of the world may not be able to help these practitioners, but they can destroy Taoist temples and temples. Even if the mountain is ten thousand feet high, its cornerstone must be on the earth. And cultivators must not appear in front of people, let alone fight with the kings of the world, not because of fear, but once the immortals start to fight, the cornerstone will be shaken.

It is precisely because of the ethereal and unpredictable nature of the immortals that mortals are able to worship and revere without resentment. Immortals can also enjoy incense and worship in peace.

Xu Xian figured this knot and sighed: "The mountain is in the ethereal space, and it is the top. This emperor in your mouth is really an amazing character. This voice was felt in my heart, so the voice couldn't help but be a little louder.

Lu Jingxiu interjected: "This junior brother still has such experience, it must be that the Taoism is very clever!" Looking around, among the people of the same generation, how can there be their own opponents, even those who are a generation higher than themselves, and they are not as good as their own, who can understand the loneliness of life like snow?

And when people are lonely, they will inevitably have nothing to do.

Xu Xian was stunned for a moment, if this person refuted himself out of righteous indignation, then this would be a bit provocative. I was thinking about whether to give Mao Zhen a face, but I saw Mao Zhen frowning and said: "The Tao is high, and there is no basis for empty words, you might as well try it and divide it into high and low." ”

All the Maoshan disciples were in an uproar, but Xu Xian was surprised, these Maoshan disciples, tied together, I am afraid that they are not their opponents, just with that layer of gold, they probably can't break it, in professional terms, it is "not breaking the defense", what is the comparison.

But seeing Mao Zhen winked at himself, he said loudly: "I have a cloud flow pen and a piece of gold thread paper, so I will use it as a color head!"

The house is full of uproar, the cloud flow pen is made of the hair of the beast, the pen is like flowing water, it is the best thing to draw the symbol, and the success rate of drawing the symbol can be greatly increased with the cloud flow pen.

The production of talismans is divided into five grades according to the power and color of the paper, gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow. The gold charm is the highest, and the yellow charm is the secondary. And the gold talisman is made of gold thread paper.

Xu Xian has not even used the blue talisman until now, only the most common yellow talisman made of yellow paper. Because the production of rune paper is the secret method of each sect, there is it in this "Ink Rune Book". Either the production process is complicated, or it requires a lot of messy materials, and if you are not a professional, you can't make it up at all.

Lu Jingxiu was overjoyed and said, "Okay." I thought in my heart: I am worthy of being an old man in the faction, I can't see it, there is such a treasure inside, and I need to respect it more in the future.

Xu Xian smiled and said to Mao Zhen: "Then I'm welcome." "If you can teach this kid a lesson, and you can get some cheap, why not do it.

But when it came to the fighting method, it was not what he thought, and the two sides opened up the formation, and the battle lasted for 300 rounds.

Instead, they play a traditional game of Maoshan, fighting paper people. Put the paper figures on the table, and then drive them to fight against each other, which is not dangerous, does not hurt the peace, and consumes little. At the same time, you can see the level of their own paths.

Xu Xian spread his hands and said: "But I'm not a disciple of Maoshan and don't know how to be a paper man." ”

Lu Jingxiu hurriedly said: "It's not difficult, as long as it's cut and read it with a god." He was afraid that Xu Xian would regret it, so he ran to the Yunliu pen and gold thread paper in his hand.

Xu Xian said: "Okay then!" He arched his hands on all sides and said, "I don't know who lent me yellow paper and scissors." ”

When everyone saw that he wanted to make a paper figure out of the lowest grade of yellow paper, they couldn't help but boo, laughing at him for not being able to do anything. and they all became bitter against their enemies, and refused to lend to him.

Mao Xin was silent, but he was a little unhappy in his heart. Fortunately, at this time, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old Daotong cowered and leaned up, handed Xu Xian a piece of blue paper and a pair of scissors, and said, "Give it." ”

After hesitating, he said again: "You use less." This blue paper was also hard for him to get, and seeing Xu Xian being ridiculed by everyone, he couldn't bear it, so he took it out.

Xu Xian patted his head and smiled: "When I win, the Yunliu pen will be given to you." "Even if he doesn't use a cloud flow pen, he can still draw symbols.

As everyone watched, Xiao Daotong's face turned red, and he said, "Cut it quickly!" He didn't believe that Xu Xian could win!

Xu Xian picked up the scissors as he spoke, and began to recall the handicraft class he had taken in elementary school. The people next to him urged one after another, Xu Xian picked up the scissors and cut out a big human shape on the large sheet of blue paper.

Standing aside and waiting for the paper to hold the paper, the little Taoist boy almost didn't cry, so there was nothing left!

Xu Xian happily cut out a half-foot-tall human figure, but he felt dissatisfied and continued to revise. The shredded blue paper fell one after another, and Xiao Daotong clutched his chest, feeling that his heart was broken.

Xu Xian finally finished it, cutting out a strange little figure one inch high, one leg long, one leg short, and the two hands seemed to be crossed, crooked.

No one could tell what he was cutting, and they asked, "What is this?"

Xu Xian laughed and said, "This thing is called Ultraman, and its magic is invincible. "When he was a child, he cut Ultraman, which was a must in their community, who looked at it and said it looked like it, but now it doesn't feel good, and it looks a little ugly.

Everyone burst into laughter, Lu Jingxiu was one of the experts, knowing that such a villain couldn't even stand steadily, and he hadn't cut out his weapon yet, he was clumsy, and at first glance it was done by a novice, and he would only take this strange name to grandstand.

(To be continued)