Xu Xian, who was dizzy, returned to Qingniu Palace, fell asleep on the bed, and this sleep woke up Zhang Mocong in the east wing.

Zhang Mocong opened his eyes and looked at Xu Xian's room, only to see that Xu Xian's room was full of aura, but what was even more surprising was that Xu Xian that Zhang Mocong saw was not a person, but a big turtle.

Xu Xian is like a sleeping turtle at the moment, with a certain magical rhythm implied between breathing and breathing, as if heaven and earth are spitting out.

Ordinary people in the world, eating grains and grains, will inevitably produce impurities, and after a long time, there are more impurities, then they will be sick, so the cultivators have the saying of refining and refining qi. But at this moment, Xu Xian, between exhaling and inhaling, spit out the impurities in his body little by little, which is simply a fairy method, which is shocking.

Zhang Mocong is not a mortal, his Taoism is very profound, otherwise Zhang Mocong would not only eat some melon and fruit gruel every day, he can maintain a healthy and long life, which is actually a kind of health preservation technique.

Before, Zhang Mocong was still thinking of finding an opportunity to teach Xu Xian his own breathing health preservation technique, but now, Zhang Mocong has no such thoughts, look at Xu Xian, who is like a turtle at the moment, it is better not to take out his own kind of style and be embarrassed.

Zhang Mocong is a real cultivator, and he doesn't envy Xu Xian's fate at all, this is the essence of Taoism.

Only by going with the flow can we understand the true meaning of nature.

Xu Xian didn't realize his magic, but he just felt that he slept so comfortably, just like soaking in a hot spring, the whole person was soaked softly, and this taste was intoxicating.

After sleeping until dawn, Xu Xian opened his eyes and felt extremely refreshed, which made Xu Xian think about it for a while and understand.

The tea that Qingluo lets herself drink and the melons and fruits she eats must not be ordinary, and this friend is worth making.

Xu Xian didn't feel arrogant, although he was just an ordinary man, and Qingluo was a mountain ghost, as if there was a chasm between the two, but Xu Xian didn't think so.

Making friends is making friends, as long as the heart has a soul, what is the outside of the body?

Xu Xian didn't feel that he had taken advantage of Qingluo and Qingluo had suffered a loss, on the contrary, Xu Xian felt that being able to meet a friend like Qingluo was a kind of fate for both parties.

If two people can't know each other and can't see each other as equals, what kind of friends are they called?

After Xu Xian washed, drank some gruel, ate some melons and fruits, and came to the pavilion in the backyard to recite Huang Ting, which is Xu Xian's daily homework, but today, Xu Xian found that this Huang Ting Jing is like a living, every word is like a stream of air, swimming in his body, like a naughty child, chasing and playing, which makes Xu Xian very surprised.

In the past, Xu Xian recited the Huang Ting Sutra, although he could faintly feel that with his recitation, there seemed to be a flow of air in his body, but it was by no means as clear as it is today, nor as lively as it is today. It seems that the benefits of green pothos to herself are not as simple as you imagined.

After Xu Xian finished today's homework, he didn't go out for a stroll, but came to Zhang Mocong's room. It's also a little strange to say, since he came to Qingniu Palace that day, although Xu Xian and Zhang Mocong lived in the same courtyard, the two had not met again, which was really strange.

Zhang Mocong seemed to have known that Xu Xian was coming, and after taking a bath, he waited for Xu Xian in the quiet room. Xu Xian came to the quiet room and saw Zhang Mocong after burning incense and bathing, Zhang Mocong at this time and Zhang Mocong at ordinary times were completely two people. If Zhang Mocong is usually just an old Taoist, but now Zhang Mocong has a fairy aura all over his body, which makes Xu Xian a little surprised.

As soon as Zhang Mocong saw Xu Xian, his eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Congratulations to Daoyou Xu. ”

This was a bit abrupt, but Xu Xian understood after a little thought.

"Fortunately, I met a friend yesterday and she gave me a way to maintain my health. ”

After speaking, Xu Xian put the "Turtle Breath Technique" on the desk in front of Zhang Mocong, which made Zhang Mocong smile, but did not open the "Turtle Breath Technique".

"Xu Daoyou, this is your fate, not mine. ”

After speaking, he returned the "Turtle Breath Technique" to Xu Xian, Zhang Mocong's approach made Xu Xian a little puzzled. It is rumored in the world that cultivators have earned so much for the magic weapons of the gods? How did they come to Zhang Mocong's place, and in the face of the exercises he gave out, they actually refused to leave?

Could it be Zhang Mocong's high wind and bright festival?

Zhang Mocong saw Xu Xian's doubts at a glance, and then lit the oil lamp on the desk and spoke.

"Xu Daoyou, what do you think is cultivated in the Dao?"

Zhang Mocong's question made Xu Xian's heart move and he pondered.

What is monasticism?

Of course, it's cultivating to become an immortal.

But when I think about it again, it's not right, if it's to become an immortal, then after becoming an immortal, what kind of cultivation do you have?

"Zhang Daochang, I don't know. ”

Xu Xian's answer made Zhang Mocong nod and pointed to the oil lamp in front of him.

"Xu Daoyou, look at this oil lamp, the light is extremely bright, which makes people feel calm, but where does this light come from?"

Zhang Mocong didn't wait for Xu Xian to answer, so he poured out the sesame oil in the oil lamp, and soon, the oil lamp went out.

Xu Xian watched Zhang Mocong finish all this and thought for a while.

"Is Zhang Daochang saying that cultivating the Tao is cultivating the mind? The heart is like this oil, and only when there is enough oil can the lamp be bright enough. ”

Zhang Mocong nodded, very satisfied with Xu Xian's understanding.

"Huang Ting Youyun: Immortals and Taoists are not gods, and they think it is true when they accumulate energy. Cultivation is to cultivate the mind, that is, to accumulate essence, without heart, without essence, it is a rootless wood and no source of water, no matter how high your spell is, no matter how strong your magical power is, what is the difference between it and ordinary people?"

Zhang Mocong's statement is a bit different, at least Xu Xian knows that immortals are not really six pure, the Buddha wants to purify all sentient beings, the Tao wants to educate the world, and it is not uncommon to fight and fight, not to mention, there is also the saying of eliminating demons and subduing demons. So, can you say that magic isn't important?

Everyone can talk about the truth, but if someone gives you a hard one and directly turns you into ashes, what else do you have to say?

Xu Xian involuntarily showed a hint of ridicule, which made Zhang Mocong shake his head.

"Xu Daoyou, you must think that my head is rigid, I can only drop my bookbag, and I can't eat the ancients. Don't be in a hurry to refute, listen to me. ”

"Xu Daoyou, you are a good talent and beautiful jade in cultivation, and I, as a pioneer, will definitely tell you what the Tao is?

Xu Xian thought for a while, the demons and monsters in the world are really powerful, not to mention anything else, it is his future lady, the thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen, it is very powerful.

Seeing Xu Xian's nod of approval, Zhang Mocong continued.

"Then why do the demons and monsters in the world, as long as they have a little heart for the Dao, want to cultivate as adults? What's so good about being a human being? All kinds of rules and constraints, how can you be comfortable and free to be a demon and a monster?"

Zhang Mocong asked like this, but he asked Xu Xian. Yes, what's so good about being a man? It's good to be a demon!

"Xu Daoyou, this is the Tao. Longevity is not something you can want for for a long time, your heart is not big enough, your essence is not enough, and one day you will turn into a handful of loess. The previous spells and magic powers were just a cloud of smoke, so why not do you want to?"

Zhang Mocong's statement made Xu Xian frown, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Daochang Zhang, according to what you said, everyone cultivates the Tao and cultivates the mind, isn't the world too peaceful?

Xu Xian looked at Zhang Mocong and felt more and more that there was something wrong with Zhang Mocong's statement. Zhang Mocong sighed at this time, lit the oil lamp again, and then said slowly.

"How difficult is it to ascend to the Immortal Dao? The red dust is like purgatory. If you want to take this first step, it is like going to the sky, not to mention that you have to keep cultivating. But when the heart becomes smaller, the horizon becomes smaller, and there are more rights and wrongs. ”

Zhang Mocong's emotion made Xu Xian still feel wrong.

"Daochang Zhang, you said that ascending to the immortal path is like going to the blue sky, this can be described as a great road like a prison. Since you can't attain enlightenment, then it's not wrong to have fun in time and fight and fight. ”

"Short-sighted. Don't we stop cultivating because we don't see the way forward?"

Xu Xian wanted to say something, why bother working so ethereal things, but looking at Zhang Mocong's expression, he felt that it was a bit bad for him to say this.

"Xu Xian, I know what you want to say? Do you think that just cultivating your mind and accumulating essence will not see the way forward, nor will there be any magic powers, and in the end it will be nothing more than nothing. However, what I want to tell you is that the true power is the Tao and the heart. ”

After speaking, Zhang Mocong shook his head and said slowly.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. ”

Then, Xu Xian was surprised to see that Zhang Mocong's skin was falling off piece by piece, like a snake molting, which shocked Xu Xian, and Zhang Mocong seemed to have come out of a skin bag and returned to the age of twenty, this newborn Dao body was full of power.

"Xu Xian, today I got your gift, I was lucky to enter the Tao, I met you and I on the other day, and then I talked about today's friendship. ”

After speaking, Zhang Mocong's body moved, and he stepped into the air, which made Xu Xian stunned.

Zhang Mocong has become an immortal!