The night was clear, there were few stars, and a full moon hung high in the sky, reflecting a silvery white forest in the forest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhikong woke up from meditation and saw the bright moon hanging high, the insects in the forest chirping, and everywhere was peaceful, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's not that it's greedy for this rolling world, although the world cultivates immortals to see through life and death, and jumps out of the five elements, but how many years have passed, birth, old age, sickness and death still can't escape.

For monks, giving up this skin and attaining bliss as soon as possible is not another way to cultivate the truth. It's just that now that the reincarnated mustard seed has been passed to his hands, he has reacted for the first time, the agreement of a hundred years ago has not been completed, and his wish has not been fulfilled, how can he let go and return?

"Who?" Zhikong was pondering, and suddenly saw a figure in the bushes walking out, and he was shocked, could it be that his skill had dropped so much, and everyone who came came to such a close distance only to realize that it was someone from the Demon Sect who was chasing him?

I saw that the person who came was wearing a cyan practice uniform and holding a disc in his hand, and it was the young man I had seen in the afternoon.

The person who came was Luo Xiaosang. It turned out that after Luo Xiaosang went back, he thought that the old monk was alone in the forest, and he must have brought no food, so he brought some dry food up the mountain to give him.

"This is sorghum steamed buns, and there is no other food in the village, so you must be hungry, so let's eat it." Luo Xiaosang put down the disc and turned to leave.

"Boy, you wait. Zhikong suddenly felt warm in his heart, but a thought in his heart became stronger and stronger, so he stopped Luo Xiaosang.

Luo Xiaosang turned around and walked back to the old monk, looked at the old monk, and waited for him to speak. Zhikong didn't say anything immediately, but quietly observed Luo Xiaosang, this young man is kind-hearted, kind to people, and must not be a treacherous person;

I saw that there was not much time, not to mention that the Demon Sect didn't know if there were any masters chasing after him. Let's do the same.

After making up his mind, Zhikong smiled kindly, beckoned Luo Xiaosang to sit down, and said to him, "Young man, thank you very much." What is your name, where do you live, who else is there?"

Luo Xiaosang replied: "My name is Luo Xiaosang, I live in Panjia Village at the foot of the mountain, and I live with my master. ”

"Master, do you still have a master?" asked Zhikong. Could it be that this young man is also a member of the cultivation realm?

"Well, I was raised by my master since I was a child. Luo Xiaosang replied.

Or this young man was picked up by his master, the world is not peaceful these years, the war is together, the family is ruined and the dead are everywhere, I think this young man has become an orphan in this way.

Thinking of this, Zhikong nodded at Luo Xiaosang and said, "Well, in this way, you are dependent on your master." Have you ever heard your master talk about cultivating immortals?"

"Cultivating immortals?" Luo Xiaosang was shocked, it turned out that this old monk was also a cultivator, and he was in the Heavenly Gate, and he was a sect of cultivating immortals, so how could he not know.

It's just that when he went down the mountain, the master warned himself not to tell outsiders about his identity. Seeing that the old monk was looking at himself with real eyes, waiting for himself to answer, whether to say it or not made Luo Xiaosang hesitate in his heart.

"Do you know about cultivating immortals, do you want to cultivate immortals?" Zhikong saw that Luo Xiaosang didn't speak, so he thought that it was normal for a young man in the mountains and fields to not understand what it meant to cultivate immortals, so he asked again.

"I, I know the ...... cultivating immortals" After a while, Luo Xiaosang finally said.

"Do you know about cultivating immortals?" this was beyond Zhikong's expectations, Zhikong Qi asked.

"I was originally a disciple of the Heavenly Gate, oh, a layman disciple. After the battle between heaven and man, Luo Xiaosang finally said truthfully.

"You, are you really a disciple of the Heavenly Gate?" Zhikong was overjoyed in his heart, and his originally black face turned a little bloody because of joy. Thinking of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, the Buddha was compassionate, but he knew that his disciple's wish was not fulfilled, so he specially asked this person to complete it for his disciple.

"Yes, I worked with my master in the kitchen of Zhuan Tianmen, and this time I came here with my master to go home to keep filial piety. ”

Overjoyed, Zhikong's heart was surging, but he forgot to continue to ask, he was obsessed with cultivating immortals, and he had traveled all over the land of Shenzhou, in order to seek the legendary way to cultivate immortals and become gods. However, how many years have passed, and I have seen the lives of immortal cultivators grow old, sick and die, and they have no choice but to become the legendary god is always just a belief in the immortal cultivation world, empty and empty.

A hundred years ago, when the three giants of the righteous path made an agreement, he suddenly thought about what kind of path he would take if he gathered the three schools of practice to cultivate? Will he be able to complete the agreement faster? However, the views of the sects of the immortal cultivators were no different from those of the world, and they rejected them one after another. Later, by chance, I was fortunate enough to learn another exercise from one of the three families.

If you teach the two mental methods to the young man in front of you, plus the Chaos Heaven Gate exercises that this young man has learned before, and the three methods are integrated, your hundred-year-old wish will be fulfilled, and it will not violate the agreement of a hundred years ago.

The Demon Sect covets the reincarnation mustard seed on his body, and I believe that if he is sent back to Fanming Temple, it will only be a lot of trouble, so it is better to put it on this young man, no matter how much the people in the Demon Sect are like gods, they will never think that the reincarnation mustard seed will be in the body of a secular disciple of the Heavenly Gate.

Moreover, the Chaos Heaven Gate is the first sect of the righteous path, with strong strength and masters, and the Demon Sect may not dare to be strong on the Chaos Heaven Gate.

"You, are you okay?" Luo Xiaosang asked worriedly when he saw that the old monk was no longer speechless, his face changed red and black.

Zhikong was shocked, regained his senses, and said, "Good boy, I'm fine." My disease is incurable, and I may die at any time, but I have a wish that has not been fulfilled, can you help me fulfill it?"

"What is your wish? I don't know if I can do it. Luo Xiaosang said.

"What can be done, what can be done. I traveled everywhere and created two sets of exercises by myself, but there are no apprentices to pass them on, can you learn them first, and then help me pass them on when I meet the right people later, so that my exercises can be passed on and will not disappear into the world because of my departure. ”

Zhikong originally wanted Luo Xiaosang to learn it, but he thought that Luo Xiaosang was already a disciple of the Chaos Heavenly Gate, and let him learn the exercises of other sects again, mostly because of the rules of the sect, and he was unwilling, so he changed his words.

"But, but ......" Luo Xiaosang suddenly felt embarrassed, but he didn't know what to do for a long time, but seeing that the old monk's cheeks were getting darker and heavier, his body trembled slightly, and he would soon die, his eyes looked at himself eagerly, and he couldn't bear to refuse, and he just let himself learn it and then teach it to others, at most he swore that he would not use the exercises of other sects, so he nodded and agreed.

Zhikong was overjoyed, so he said the two paragraphs of the mind word by word, let Luo Xiaosang recite it, and explained more in case of difficulty. At first, Luo Xiaosang felt that it was difficult to understand, and there were many awkwards, so he walked across a single-plank bridge and felt that there should be a shore below, but he got off a boat, and he needed to be carried across the river by the boat to reach the shore.

From the branches on the moon to the rising sun, it took Luo Xiaosang a whole night to memorize those two difficult exercises.

Zhikong touched Luo Xiaosang's forehead and said, "Good boy, thank you very much." It doesn't matter if the qualifications are not good, but remember to pay attention to the word constant. My Dharma name is Zhikong, and I don't have any apprentices in this life, so you and I don't have to be commensurate with the master, but you have to promise me that to practice these two exercises, you must practice these two exercises in the dead of night, when everyone is asleep, and no one can tell me, and you can't use it unless you can't use it, do you understand?"

Luo Xiaosang wanted to ask if the master couldn't say that he couldn't teach it to the right people in the future, but when he saw the old monk's earnest eyes, it was a little similar to when the master looked at him, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and just nodded.

Zhikong saw Luo Xiaosang's promise, nodded, took out a pitch-black bead from his arms, and said to Luo Xiaosang: "This bead is my personal thing, so I gave it to you, you must remember to keep it for me, no one can talk about it, can you do it?"

Luo Xiaosang wondered why this pearl needed to be so mysterious, but thinking that the old monk would soon die, he thought that it would be better to be a nostalgic thing, so he stretched out his right hand and took it, nodded and agreed.

But when he stretched out his hand, Luo Xiaosang suddenly found that the old monk's face was even darker, the original looming golden light disappeared without a trace, his eyes were shining, and he grabbed the jade plate hanging on Luo Xiaosang's neck, the force was so fierce, Luo Xiaosang suddenly felt that his neck was like a boulder hanging, and the pain was incomparable.

I only heard the Zhikong monk ask in a trembling voice: "You, the jade plate around your neck, but yours?"

Luo Xiaosang felt that his neck was about to break, and he couldn't break free with all the strength of his body, and before he could say yes, he listened to Zhikong laughing for a while, like crazy, and just kept saying providence, providence, providence in the laughter.

Luo Xiaosang only felt that his voice was harsh, his headache was like a crack, and suddenly his whole body shook, and his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what to do.