Chapter 8 Columns against the wind
It was only half an hour from the top of the mountain to the village of Nie Orion, but the sky was completely dark.
I saw that the elders in the village were still organizing a few women and children, crying and going to the nearby mountains and forests.
Fortunately, this is the boundary of the Laoshan faction, and although there are also climate spirits in the mountains and forests, they have always been innocent of the hunters in the village. If it is placed in other fields, even the whole village can only hide in their homes at night.
Not to mention running around in the woods.
The two hunters quickened their pace, quickly ran to the elder, and asked nervously, "Is the female corpse up again?"
Living in the mountains and forests all his life, he has never encountered this kind of fright, and the old man wiped his tears and said: "Fortunately, fortunately, the female corpse is probably afraid of seeing the light of day, and Bai Yueli is still lying in the carriage and has not cheated the corpse." ”
Nie surnamed Orion clenched the hunting fork in his hand, strengthened his spirit, and said with a smile: "It's okay now, we invited the immortals of Laoshan from the mountain, are you afraid that the corpse will be strange again?" He made a look and asked Peng Orion to hurry up and help evacuate the women and children in the village to the depths of the forest.
At this time, I didn't care about the threat of wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in the mountains.
Xuankong saw the old man standing in front of him, sad and sad, and his heart was also soft, and he said: "Brother Nie, Brother Peng, the two of you also take the strength of the village to protect your family together, it is enough for the female corpse in the village to have our senior brothers." ”
He glanced at Wang Qi and asked Wang Qi to straighten his spine and pretend to be capable.
Peng Orion rubbed his hands: "How good is this, we Orions also have the strength to do it, it is better to stay here and help the immortals." ”
Wang Qi also thought so, looking at Xuankong with blank eyes, hoping that he would nod and agree. But it still disappointed Wang Qi, and Xuankong smiled easily: "Brother Peng, are you laughing at our disciples of the Laoshan faction, can't you even solve the zombies?"
Peng Orion didn't even dare to say it, and dragged the surnamed Nie Orion to discuss for a long time, and finally waved his hand and led more than a dozen sturdy young people in the village to follow the villagers' team.
"Senior Brother" Wang Qi watched the hunters in the village all walk towards the forest, and the courage he pretended to be was also discharged, looking at Xuankong and expecting him to speak.
Xuankong laughed, put his arm around Wang Qi's shoulders, and led him to casually open a wooden door and walk in: "Wang Qi, you have been up the mountain for more than a month, right?"
"It's been almost two months. Wang Qi said truthfully. He is a citizen of the county, and his family is a descendant of a declining aristocracy.
Xuankong sighed: "Everyone in the world is good for immortals, but how can the hardships of cultivating immortals be just talked?"
After Wang Qi went to Laoshan Mountain, he lived outside the Shangqing Hall with all the senior brothers, but it was rare to see this senior brother who lived alone in the back mountain and read the micro grass hall. I couldn't count the dozens of times I talked to each other, and now I have the opportunity to chat with this mysterious senior brother, and I feel novel.
He asked, "Senior Brother, why are you always reluctant to have fun with the Second Senior Brother and the Third Senior Brother?"
Xuankong rolled over his sleeves, took out a wine jug, took a sip, and said abruptly: "How can I not know the important surname of interpersonal communication? It's just that they are as impetuous as they are, maybe after a few days, they can't stand the pain of practicing and give up, so what's the point of associating with them?"
Wang Qi hurriedly said: "I can do it, I can endure hardship!"
Xuankong smiled and asked Wang Qi to find two dishes and chopsticks: "There is wine and no food, and it is not pleasant to eat." ”
As soon as the words fell, Xuankong flicked his sleeve on the wooden table, and suddenly a plate of peanuts and a plate of garlic paste appeared, only making Wang Qi's eyes straight. He sat beside Xuankong, and half complained: "No wonder Second Senior Brother, they all say that the master is too partial to you, Senior Brother, like we haven't even heard of this spell." ”
Most of the teachers and brothers who came up to the mountain were envious of Taoism, and they heard that there were immortals in Laoshan who practiced, so they came here thousands of miles to learn from their masters.
But now seeing Xuankong's spell, Wang Qi couldn't help but feel angry about himself and his other senior brothers.
Xuankong explained: "This magical power is called 'Sleeve Na Sumeru', not because the master doesn't teach it, but even his old man can't. ”
Wang Qi didn't believe it, and angrily argued: "If the master can't do it, then where did you learn it, senior brother?" He was angry, and said a few words about the senior brother's surname is withdrawn, if it wasn't for the master to secretly pass on the spell, where would he have the opportunity to learn such magical powers.
Xuankong poured Wang Qi a glass of wine, squinted his eyes and said, "Do you think that I can't make friends when I read Wei Caotang?"
Wang Qi spread his hands and said: "Isn't it? The other senior brothers all said that the senior brother had never been out of the town under the mountain at the farthest, so he knew that he would stay in the back mountain and sit and eat and wait for death." ”
Xuankong shook his head and said, "I don't stay at home, it's just that you don't usually look at it." ”
Wang Qi said: "However, at the weekly morning meeting, can't you all see you, Senior Brother!" Could it be that in the small town at the foot of Laoshan Mountain, there are more profound immortals than Yimei Dao Chang Xiu?
Of course not, the gods are not cabbage, where there is mud, a handful will grow.
Xuankong smiled: "In the future, the master asked you to read less "Liezi", in fact, although Lie Yukou always likes to exaggerate, but he does not write nonsense on the point of flying in the wind of immortals. ”
"Flying against the wind?" Wang Qi didn't dare to believe it, and was pulled by Xuankong in the afternoon, flying all the way from the back mountain to the Laoding Giant Peak.
But I didn't dare to believe it, I didn't believe that the art of flying was so magical.
Xuankong said: "Since ancient times, there is a cloud 'Immortal Dynasty Tour Beihai Twilight Cangwu', which is said to be the generation of immortals, starting in Beihai in the morning, swimming through the East China Sea, the West Sea, the South China Sea, and turning Cangwu, Cangwu This place is in Beihai Lingling. It means that if you travel all over the four seas, you can be regarded as flying against the wind. ”
Wang Qi was speechless: "I also said that the master is not partial, and we don't know this kind of immortal magic." ”
"Really, won't?" Xuankong seemed to be smiling, but he was even more surprised by Wang Qi's "wall-piercing technique".
Wang Qi suddenly realized: "Could it be that the master taught the trick to resist the wind?"
The Five Elements Spiritual Recipe is something that every cultivator must learn, but each faction has its own mysteries. As a disciple of the Laoshan faction, the old Taoist leader will certainly not forget to teach the basic method of the Five Elements Spiritual Formula, and the Imperial Wind Technique is a derivative spiritual method that is biased towards the surname of the Mu genus.
All the teachers and brothers will, but none of them can learn and apply it, like Xuankong, who has practiced the art of flying against the wind.
Xuankong was not arrogant, and said modestly: "Where is this nothing, there are fish in the North and turn into birds, and it is 90,000 miles to spread their wings and fly;
Xuankong drank a few glasses with Wang Qi, how many times did Wang Qi drink such a spirit?
After a while, he was dizzy by the spirits made by Xuankong according to the wine-making method of later generations, and pulled Xuankong vigorously to ask him to explain where he learned "Sleeve Na Sumeru". Xuankong smiled, and then reminded Wang Qi: "Our senior brother will deal with the female corpse in this village first, and the senior brother will talk to you about something else next time." ”
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