In the afterglow of the setting sun, the five qi refiners frantically flew towards the seaside while riding the clouds outside the gate of the village.
The two people in front carried the covered statue of Baoguang;
Behind, an old Taoist and a young Qi refiner supported a Wang Cai whose legs were trembling...
There was an obvious fist mark on Wang Cai's chest, which was sunken three inches. His mana was surging like a tidal wave, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. As he flew, he would spray a mouthful of blood to the side...
Fortunately, he has already reached the realm of transforming gods, and he still dies from this kind of injury...
puff!
Might really die.
The old Taoist hurriedly shouted: "Wang Cai! Wang Cai!"
Wang Cai, whose mouth was full of blood, turned his head and forced a smile at Master, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I'm fine, we are Qi refiners...
Master, let's... not come to this village anymore, okay? "
"We won't come, we won't come," the old Taoist was quite moved, "Quick, let's find a safe place, and adjust your breath quickly.
Also, the next time you vomit blood and vomit at your senior brother, it's not long since I bought this Taoist robe for my master. "
Wang Cai said weakly: "Yes, master...can you give me a elixir?"
The old Taoist sighed: "As a teacher, there is only a healing pill, not a Qi-regulating pill. Just bear with it and go back and meditate."
At the gate of the village, the group of villagers rushed out;
A moment ago, they were all disgusted, but now they were looking at the backs of these five people in the air with their eyes shining.
A King Kong aunt whispered, "Can they fly?"
"Is it really the envoy sent by the god to rescue us?"
"Hey, envoy of God, don't go!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
An Uncle Orion roared, and a group of people at the gate of the village rushed out in an instant. The gate of the village shook and collapsed.
The five people in the air turned their heads to look, and Qi Qi changed their expressions.
I saw a group of strong men and women galloping in the rear, and thick smoke and dust floated on the ground.
It looks like thousands of troops are galloping, and each of them is still shouting something;
"Don't go!"
"stop!"
Their voices are too majestic, and their shouts are too noisy!
The old man's complexion changed drastically, he grabbed two talismans and threw them out, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the air, and two white clouds flew towards the air, quickly leaving the following group of villagers behind.
"Master, why are they chasing us? We haven't sold them any charms yet!"
The old Taoist scolded angrily: "Aren't you lying to the little girl in the village again?"
"Master, we danced for a whole day, but the boss hasn't come, so we have no chance to cheat..."
"Cough! Cough cough!"
That Wang Cai said in a trembling voice, "You can't be cheated, absolutely can't be cheated, it will kill you if you make a fuss... Poof!"
"Spit over there!"
"I swallowed Master back."
"Well, good boy.
Hurry up and add more magic power for the master," the old Taoist urged the Dharma again, "This remote place really has strange things, let's meet the boss quickly, and then talk about other things! "
Not long after, the two white clouds flew farther and farther in the sky;
The Xiongzhai villagers who were chasing below returned in vain, with their heads bowed and dejected.
First, a sea god ran away, and then a mud god left. When everyone in the village gathered for a meeting at night, they were a little bit unmotivated.
Are their villages so disliked by the gods
They are all fragile mortals, and they all need protection...
As the main participant in the two incidents, Xiong Lingli was not scolded, but was fined to serve tea and water to the old people in the village.
The village chief saw that everyone was in low spirits, and the old man who was wearing a large gold chain left by Li Changshou gradually had an idea in his heart.
"Everyone cheer up, don't we still have a sea god
Over the years in our village, some natural disasters have happened when we were fishing at sea, and hunting usually didn't cause any accidents.
As far as I can see, if we set up statues for the Sea God and worship on time, we will definitely be blessed! "
Xiong Lingli's father, one of the few amateur Qi practitioners in the village, just wanted to speak, but the slim woman next to him, who was rare in the village, gently pressed her thick arm, signaling him not to speak.
Soon, the villagers in Xiongzhai began to discuss how to worship and worship the Sea God;
When Xiong Lingli's mother, the slender woman, took out the portrait she drew on the animal skin when the sea god was sleeping soundly...
The group of villagers suddenly became excited, and began to look for stones for the statues in the night, and carried the big stones back to the village.
In the dead of night.
On the bed where Li Changshou lay, Xiong Lingli was sleeping soundly in big characters.
In the next room, the couple snuggled up beside the bed.
Xiong Laosan said in a deep voice: "Madam, why didn't you let me remind everyone before that that is a fairy, not a sea god."
"The sacrifice is nothing more than to give everyone a little comfort. How can the immortal care about us?"
The woman sighed softly, "I originally thought that Ling Li could worship this immortal as his teacher and learn the brilliant way of cultivating immortals.
But unexpectedly, the fairy woke up and left. "
"Ma'am, didn't you teach me the practice method?" Xiong Laosan smiled, "Wouldn't it be good to pass it on to Lingli?"
"That's just a superficial method of refining qi. How can it compare to those of the immortals?" The woman thought for a while, "I have always wanted to send Lingli to the immortal gate to learn as a teacher, but the journey to China is too far away, and I can't bear to let her go." Bumpy all the way."
"So, ma'am, shall we have a second child?"
Xiong Laosan chuckled, "With the small one, the big one can let her go out and wander around, how about it?"
"Hate, don't, the kid is next door..."
"I'm going to knock her out!"
"No, just be careful."
"hey-hey."
Not long after, the sleeping Xiong Lingli heard some familiar noises, she turned over and continued to sleep on her own.
As if dreaming about being accused by the tribe during the day, the girl sobbed softly a few times, and fell into a deeper sleep.
…
A few months later, on that grassland.
After hurrying all the way, Li Changshou, who found that the Western Cult did not chase him down, and wandered around the secular world, finally returned here;
A simple earth cave was built three hundred feet away from the grave of his parents in this life, and Li Changshou temporarily lived here.
Although there is a lot of turbidity in the secular world, he has no plans to improve his cultivation recently, so it's okay to stay here temporarily.
Walking in the world of mortals and enjoying the bustling scene, he shouldn't be in such a hurry, but he was afraid that the Western religion would come to him, so he never let go.
In the vast Nanbubuzhou, with beautiful mountains and rivers and rushing rivers, there is no beautiful place where he can stop and escape;
Countless city tribes, under the scale of the prehistoric and long years, have spawned countless cultural splendors, but none of them can make him look back for a moment...
I have longevity in my heart, and I don't admire the world.
Sitting cross-legged in the earth cave, Li Changshou felt ethereal in his heart, comprehending his own way, and thinking about the method of controlling the power of the samadhi true flame.
The fire of the true samadhi flame is ignited by the spirit, and it is theoretically impossible to reduce the power of the true samadhi flame.
However, several ideas can be changed.
For example, after returning to the mountain, ask Ling'e for help, and ask her to produce a few strands of essence, energy, and spirit, condense them into fire seeds, and then store them in her body.
It's just that Ling'e's cultivation is still shallow, and she can't reach the void return state, so the condensed fire is too weak.
Too strong, too weak, neither is beautiful;
And it's easy to make Little Ling'e false.
With a twirl of his fingertips, Li Changshou had a wisp of samadhi flame in his palm, and he began to think of other ways.
A living person cannot be suffocated to death by urine. After a few days, Li Changshou realized the solution...
No need.
Cough, just use Qiyan.
Qi Yan uses the power of Yuanshen to simulate the fluctuations of trance and essence double inflammation. Although the power of Qi Yan alone is quite strong at this time, it will not be too eye-catching.
Life is probably like this, it is difficult to have a perfect thing.
With the improvement of one's own strength, the method of concealing and simulating the breath can deceive seniors with higher cultivation levels, but it also leaves a small loophole of the true flame of samadhi.
When you go back, always pay attention to this matter.
Now that the wrist is held by a real immortal, even if the other party deliberately probes, it is difficult to see what his real cultivation is;
The disease that causes convulsions when touched by a woman can also be cured by finding a chance.
Li Changshou is not without gain after going through this experience in the secular world.
'When it comes to earning merit, it seems that there is merit in making some inventions and throwing them in the human race. '
Rubbing his chin for a while, he quickly denied his own thoughts.
There are still relatively many opportunities to earn merit among the human race, such as medicine and production tools, there are still merits to be earned.
But the prerequisite for doing so is that you must have sufficient strength.
Based on my accumulation at this time, as long as I get great merit from the way of heaven and a vision appears, it will be known to the six saints;
The most likely end for me is to be caught by the sages, and then have my soul drawn and dissected...
'Practice honestly. '
Li Changshou chuckled from the bottom of his heart, dispelling these silly thoughts.
Sit on the head with the word "steady", you can be happy...
I go
What is this
Without warning, some fine and blurred images appeared in Li Changshou's heart, and he felt a vague feeling in himself.
In that picture, a group of strong men and women, at their feet...
Kneeling and praying
He quickly pinched his fingers to calculate, and soon he was a little dumbfounded.
What is this called
That Xiongzhai really made a god statue for him, and sincerely worshiped him as the sea god
The way of heaven is self-generated, and now he has received incense from this place
This is a bit of a 'strong buy and strong sell', right
Li Changshou shook his head and smiled wryly, at first he wasn't too worried about this matter;
After all, it was just a village of a thousand people, and an ineffective Sea God was created. After a few months, it was found that it was useless, so naturally it stopped worshiping.
This is not contaminated with too much cause and effect.
But soon, Li Changshou realized that things were not that simple.
Isn't he now equivalent to being single, competing with Western religions for offering incense
If this is sensed by the saints of the Western religion, they will directly count...
No, I have to rush back to Duxian Gate immediately, and return to the territory of the Taiqing sage!
There is an old man covering it, so I am not afraid of those two named disciples of the Taoist ancestor who are brainwashing people everywhere!
——Among the six saints, only Master Sanqing and Empress Nuwa can be regarded as the ancestors of Taoism.
Of course, it is impossible for the Taiqing sage to appear in the immortal gate;
But as long as Western religions are afraid, that's enough.
Li Changshou became alert, his figure disappeared in the earth cave, and he headed towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.
This road is much faster than when we came here, and the excitement on the road is also much less.
Occasionally, I saw the spirit beasts in the mountains, heard the boy's pastoral songs, and saw a pair of uncles and sisters packing up their belongings and eloping and being chased by a group of villagers. The unending battle was still bleeding...
Leaving Nanfangbuzhou and entering Dongsheng Shenzhou, Li Changshou was familiar with driving a light car, and while investigating, he rushed to Duxianmen.
After two days of driving like this, when he was still 20,000 miles away from the Duxian Gate, he deliberately slowed down the speed of the earth escape, in line with the limit that a third- and fourth-level disciple of the Void Return Realm can achieve, and slowly approached his own fairy gate. .
After entering the range of two thousand miles, Li Changshou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It is really a great blessing in life to have the protection of the fairy gate!
However, he said that he was going home to guard his parents' tomb. If he couldn't hold on for three years, he might cause others to discuss and pay attention after returning to the mountain.
Abnormality is not a good thing, most disciples will stay in the secular world for two years to enjoy it.
Here, it is finally safe.
Li Changshou hid in a mountain nest near a spiritual mine in Duxianmen, and planned to practice here for two years before returning to the mountain.
Honghuang, it's really too sinister!
People's hearts are really too complicated!
He obviously didn't do anything to Xiongzhai, but he was enshrined by them and forcibly competed with the Western religion!
Now that the robbery has been crossed, the concept of staying in the mountains and never going out must be implemented in the future!
The secular world is also a dangerous place, how can there be peace in the world!
Going around again, he just, just...
Well, Hong Huang's oath is very effective, and these innermost thoughts cannot be said indiscriminately.
…
"Brother!"
Under the willow tree by the lake, Ling'e, who was meditating in a loose exercise suit, suddenly opened her eyes, and her breathing was a little short.
"It's a dream."
Ling'e exhaled softly. She accidentally fell asleep while meditating just now, and dreamed that her senior brother was trapped by a group of strong strange people. The scene was very chaotic, and her senior brother was about to be pinned to the ground...
Fortunately, I sensed someone coming outside and woke up from the dream.
Um
Ling'e raised her head and looked at the figure she sensed. It was a senior sister who looked familiar but didn't know her. She was wandering around Little Qiong Peak on a cloud, as if hesitating whether to enter the isolation formation.