The sky was bright and bright, Qin Yi carried a paper umbrella to the foot of Xianshan Mountain, and looked up at the mountain road in the misty rain.
There is a white stone stele at the mountain gate with the inscription "Qingxu Palace". Looking at it in the early morning light rain, it is really a fairyland.
He came to pay homage to Taoism.
Hanmen thought that he would leave without hesitation, but that's not the case, it's just that Qin Yi has become more cautious now.
He doesn't want this town to be a dead place, and the innocent children who wipe their noses and play with firecrackers will be displaced. In exchange for the earlier Qin Yi—for example, when he escorted Cheng Cheng, maybe he would really be surging with enthusiasm, so he accompanied the poor family to deal with the corpse refining.
But after the trip to Yaocheng and the change of Nanli, Qin Yi, who has experienced the world, is no longer so easy to get excited.
Maybe there is still blood in my heart, chivalry still exists, and I still want to "complete that share in place of Li Qingjun", but my mood has returned to the cold-eyed state of watching Nanli when I just came out of the mountain, and I will never get into the game again.
It has entered the red dust, and now it is possible to come out.
Looking at the world with a detached mentality, from a certain point of view, this is probably a lot older than the psychological age
may be.
What the poor man said should be half-truth. Somebody refines the corpse, this is in line with Tassel's judgment, it should be true; but at least he said that he doesn't even know the strength of the other party, which is mostly false.
I really don't know the opponent's strength, so what's the use of pulling a fourth-floor junior in Fengchu? Either they think they are evenly matched, and it is good to be able to pull a helper;
Moreover, since one sentence is false, the others may be false.
So you can't believe one side's words, you must go to the Taoist temple to see it with your own eyes.
The bell of the morning class came from the mountain, Qin Yi climbed the stairs, and after a while, he reached the mountainside. He saw a mountain wall as smooth as a knife. On the wall, there were people writing dragons and snakes, engraved with a huge "Dao". Character.
Qin Yi looked at the word quietly, and the qi in his body felt a little affected, as if the trajectory of the word had some mysterious meaning.
It's a bit like the trajectory of the pen end when he made the talisman.
"It's a relic left by a good monk." Tassel said: "This word has a taste. Those with spiritual roots may have enlightenment here. It is indeed a fairy mountain. No wonder it can breed monsters, and there don't seem to be many monsters. The hostility, it turned out to be caused by the immortal way."
Qin Yi said, "Can it improve me?"
"You have me, why do you read this word? It's more interesting than this if I teach you to draw a few words. You just swallow the dates and don't know what you understand."
"...Okay." Qin Yi said: "So, this Daoist Qingxu is really an immortal, right?"
"Impossible, even if he really has a lifespan of 250, it's impossible..." Tassel said: "This word is probably thousands of years old, and the wind and rain can't wipe out the spirituality. A true man of truth."
"So, this Taoist Qingxu got the inheritance of the fairy family, so he started his sect here."
"This is more likely." Tassel said: "Go up and see, that mouse may not be telling the truth, maybe the Taoist Qingxu is really a person of Taoism? It's hard to say who is refining the corpse. Woolen cloth."
Qin Yi continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.
There is a hall on the top of the mountain, in which incense is lingering, and dozens of Taoist priests are sitting on futons and practicing.
There are many townspeople around, who came earlier than Qin Yi, and at this time they also devoutly bowed their heads and bowed. Qin Yi was quite amazed. He had already reached the foot of the mountain at dawn. Are these people climbing up in the middle of the night
The main seat in the hall is an old Taoist priest, with a childish face and a clear face. Sandalwood incense is lingering around him, and he looks like a fairy and a god. Retribution is like a shadow. Therefore, there is a deity who is responsible for the deeds in the heaven and the earth. According to the severity of the person's crime, it is counted as the deprivation of the person. The reduction will lead to poverty and consumption, and there will be many troubles. Everyone hates it, and the punishment and disaster follow, auspiciousness avoids it, and the evil star disaster After all, you will die.”
Qin Yi saw many people in ragged clothes and thin bones, but at this moment, while chanting, he took out the hot copper plate in his pocket and put it into the incense box respectfully.
The Taoist priests in the temple were even louder in their prayers.
Qin Yi shook his head and said to Liusu with his mind: "This is not enough to be rewarded. In my understanding, this is not the way."
"This man's way is not the way of heaven. It's hard to say right or wrong." Tassel said: "It's not just that. This Taoist recites the supreme sense, but actually uses the flesh and blood."
"What does this mean?"
"This so-called practice is to absorb the dryness of other people's flesh and blood, in order to maintain one's own youthful appearance and make a fuss." Liusu said: "This old Taoist is indeed a dead person, and he is trying to live a long life."
Qin Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Taoist with a stern look.
The old Taoist seemed to have sensed it, and opened his eyes to look at Qin Yi. Qin Yi has already lowered his eyes, and the divine light has been restrained.
"That layman..." The old Taoist said slowly: "If you are seeking immortals and seeking the Tao, you need to be sincere. Everyone has an early class, and the lay priest is standing outside the hall. This is not sincere."
Qin Yi laughed: "Seeing the failure of others is like the loss of one's own; don't show the shortcomings of others, and don't show off the strengths of oneself."
The old Taoist also smiled: "These words are not used for this. Where did the Taoist friends come from?"
"I heard that there is an immortal in the Xu Palace of Qing Dynasty, so I came to visit him." Qin Yi bowed: "Since I saw the immortal face, my wish is enough, and I can return."
After saying that, he turned away.
The old Taoist squinted and watched Qin Yi's back.
Under the oil-paper umbrella, Qingshan walked and walked floating. Compared with sitting in the hall, it is difficult to continue life. I really don't know which one is more like a fairy.
There was a bit of disappointment in the eyes of the old Taoist, and he slowly said: "Wait, continue the morning class, don't slack off."
The voice fell and disappeared.
There was a sound of admiration in the hall: "Qingxu Daochangzhen is also immortal..."
Qin Yi's footsteps over there were fast, and he had already descended to the middle of the mountain, near the platform with the word "Dao".
With a gust of wind, the back of the old Taoist appeared in front of him.
Qin Yi stopped and sighed: "This method of shrinking the ground into an inch is very powerful. It seems that the fire element does not have such a comfortable spell."
Daoist Qingxu turned around and smiled slightly: "Daoist friends have come, why not stay here for a few days and discuss immortal Tao together?"
Qin Yi smiled and said, "I have other important things to do, so I won't stay any longer."
Daoist Qingxu sighed: "Really the layman can't see it?"
"I can't tell." Qin Yi said seriously: "I'm only a rookie on the fourth floor of Fengchu, and I can't even tell the specific cultivation of fellow Daoists, let alone others."
Daoist Qingxu did not answer this, his eyes turned to the word "Dao", and after reading for a long time, he said: "People in the world are struggling for longevity, there are those who kill their wives, there are those who steal treasures, there are those who dig graves, and there are those who dig graves. Thousands of articles, what's wrong with maintaining Changchun?"
Qin Yi frowned.
Expose yourself? It doesn't make sense. Few can see that you are a dead person. Why should you expose yourself if you hide it well
You don't always kill a seeker who comes to visit. If you're so insane, it's really a mistake to go up the mountain this time, and it's really impossible to misjudge the mind of a lunatic.
"Do you know, why do I clearly practice the way of corpse, and I'm not allowed to live in the world, yet I have to spread the news of my immortal mountain, boast of longevity, and attract people to visit?"
Qin Yi sighed: "Isn't it just to seduce low-level cultivators to come over and refine their flesh and blood?"
"Wrong, Pindao is a monk, not a devil. Do you know that there is a rat demon in Shanjiao Town?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"This demon's flesh-and-blood demon pills are all worth looking at. If you refine them, the poor way doesn't need to absorb the flesh and blood of mortals. It's a pity that this demon doesn't keep his hands and never goes up the mountain, and if the poor way leaves the mountain range. On the contrary, it is not his opponent. If there are fellow Daoists working together to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, the poor Dao would like to share half of the demon pills for the fellow Daoists.
Qin Yi almost didn't laugh out loud, why the two of you have such similar brain circuits, why don't you stay together!