Once this idea arises, it won't go away.
Greed burned his body like fire, Mu Haotian's face was red, his body was shaking like chaff, his heart was struggling and fighting, he was almost crazy with desire!
He suddenly roared, raised his hands high, fanned himself hard, and slapped himself more than a dozen times with his bow left and right! My cheeks were swollen and stinging like needles, and finally the boiling water in my heart slowly subsided.
The horse was standing on the side looking dumbfounded, as dumb as a wooden fish in his hand.
After being rejected by Mu Haotian, he looked gloomy and felt unhappy. After being bored for a long time, he suddenly saw Mu Xiaozi going crazy and beating himself into a pig's head. He was shocked and stared in horror.
Ma Sifang only thought that Mu Xiaozi was obsessed with repaying gratitude and morality. Thinking that he had put him in a dilemma and even harmed himself, he felt very sorry.
But inexplicably, he felt that the treasure map seemed very important to him, and he felt embarrassed for a moment. He kept beating the wooden fish with both hands and muttered:
"Boy Mu, don't be like this. That thing... well, at worst, I don't want that thing anymore, senior! But... but..."
He rolled his eyes, thought of a plan, and said with a smile:
"Boy Mu, I just want to lend the treasure map to senior for a look. That's alright, right?"
Afraid that Mu Haotian would still refuse, he muttered and added:
"Life-saving grace, life-saving grace..."
Mu Haotian calmed himself down. After listening to these intermittent words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed:
"Just for a look, that's fine."
He unbuttoned his clothes, put his hands into his arms, looked up and suddenly saw Ma Sifang's overly earnest eyes, and couldn't help but stop.
He vaguely felt something was wrong, but then he thought about it:
"With Senior Ma's ability, even if he tries to rob me, I won't be able to resist him, so why would he bother to do so?"
No longer hesitating, he took out the scroll from his arms, took off the brocade silk from the package, and solemnly handed it to Ma Sifang.
Ma Sifang beamed with joy, carefully took the scroll, and poured it from left to right, and then from right back to left. He couldn't put it down.
The power of this picture suddenly appeared under Han Wenjing's envoy last night, revealing its extraordinary power.
Mu Haotian actually wanted to understand what kind of treasure this was.
It is said that the same magic weapon has very different effects in the hands of people with different cultivation levels. However, I feel that the path of the four directions is unfathomable, and I can't help but look forward to it.
But seeing Senior Ma flipping the treasure map left and right, but never opening it, he gradually became impatient and wanted to speak out a reminder. Suddenly, he saw him holding the scroll flat with his left hand, raising his right hand, and suddenly struck his left wrist with his palm.
The scroll was flicked into the air and spread out comfortably.
The two of them raised their heads together, and the picture scroll was completely spread out to a width of six feet. It was driven by the jade axis to flip and fall. The front and back were staggered, and the picture was clearly visible.
The back of this picture is made of jade-white brocade, like a drop of crystal, but the front is completely black and looks ordinary.
Ma Sifang made a secret with one hand and pointed at Heixinxun's front. A ray of green light burst out from his fingertips and hit the picture quickly.
The entire picture scroll instantly collapsed and stood in mid-air like a plaque, clear and bright.
In an instant, the lush green forests, the chirping of insects and birds, and the dawn sky all disappeared, replaced by a bright moon and a lonely and lonely galaxy.
Mu Haotian lost consciousness for a moment and suddenly fell into a dream, as if he had changed his body in the starry sky.
The sky was spinning, the sky above and below were blurry, and the stars and moon were shining brightly in all directions.
Suddenly the stars moved around, as if the stars were flowing all over the eyes, and as if they were wandering in the long river of time. Countless ancient and mysterious images, shimmering in pieces, flowed with the rolling river of stars and never returned.
The waves are rolling, and the floating shadows are shining.
He suddenly saw a group of barbarians with colorful feathers on their heads and colorful animal skins on their bodies. They were armed with simple tools and were walking in the desolate and cold land, drilling wood to make fire and hunting animals to multiply;
Suddenly, I saw a pair of golden and jade boys, dressed in red, barefoot, holding jade rings in their mouths, in the Chuochuo Fairy Mountain. They imitated the old gods in long robes and encouraged them, breathing in spiritual energy and enveloping their bodies;
In an instant, the picture flashed, and it looked like a high-rise building, overlooking from the sky, but the city was majestic, the towers were orderly, the roof tiles were like forests, and the eaves and corners of thousands of households were covered with colored glaze lanterns, showing youthful talent and beauty in the prosperous age;
The next moment, the mind was in a state of shock. Suddenly, the sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sea boiled, monsters ran rampant, and escaping lights flew all over the sky. The cultivators all acted like crazy, causing lightning and thunder, and fought to the death without emotion.
…
In this way, I feel as if I am falling into the clouds, looking at the vicissitudes of the world, and I don’t know how long it has passed.
Mu Haotian Fangfu felt his feet on the ground, and saw a smiling face very close by. He was startled, and couldn't help but take two steps back, shook his head vigorously a few times, and his eyes slowly regained their vitality.
Only then did he realize that the man in front of him was wearing a cassock, holding a wooden fish in his left hand, and a folded scroll in his right hand. His face was white but slightly rough, and he had a short beard under his chin. He was Ma Sifang.
Mu Haotian shouted blankly:
"Senior Ma."
Ma Sifang handed the scroll back to him and said with a hearty smile:
"The Moon Grasping the Stars Chart is indeed worthy of its reputation! Boy Mu, how do you feel?"
Mu Haotian said:
"It feels like a world away..."
He reached out to take the scroll, unfolded it, looked at it, and then carefully rewrapped it in brocade. His mind was still recalling the situation just now and those misty historical images.
He had an intuition that what he saw had really existed and happened in this world.
Although most of them were just fragmented pictures, they were just tracing the footsteps of the ancients and catching a glimpse of the legendary atmosphere, but they already deeply shocked him.
Among the countless fragmented epic stories, those monks who can live in seclusion in fairy mountains and blend with nature in silence, but can turn the world upside down and move seas and rivers in their movements, like gods, are undoubtedly the most fascinating to him. In the bottom of his heart, he has become more and more interested in cultivating Taoism. eager.
Mu Haotian was still stunned when he suddenly heard the sound of a wooden fish knocking beside him, and then heard Ma Sifang say to him:
"Amitabha! Boy Mu, see you later, senior has to take the first step."
He suddenly woke up, felt a sense of confusion in his heart, and blurted out:
"Senior Ma, wait!"
There was something wrong in Ma Sifang's mind. His expression suddenly changed, he hugged his chest tightly and said in surprise:
"do what?"
In fact, Mu Haotian didn't know what he wanted to say.
Do you want him to accept me as his disciple so that he can teach the Dharma?
Or do you hope that he will be merciful and reward you with some mysterious treasures?
I am just showing off the generosity of others and using it as a reference.
What's more, if the life-saving grace has not yet been repaid, who has the right to ask for it?
Does the so-called "opportunity to cultivate immortality" actually require me to beg from others?
Thinking of this, Mu Haotian laughed at himself.
One hand was raised in the air, but he was speechless, which was quite ridiculous.
Ma Sifang looked at Mu Haotian's face, which was cloudy and unclear. He suddenly stopped himself and remained silent for a long time. He still thought that the matter had been exposed?
Immediately he slapped his thigh, knocked the wooden fish repeatedly, and laughed:
"Ah ah ah! Look, senior, I am getting older now, and my memory has become much worse."
He groped around in the cassock, then spread his hands and passed them forward:
"Here, this is for you."
When Mu Haotian saw this, he was startled again.
There were three small shiny things lying in Ma Sifang's palm:
A very small sword,
A very small talisman paper,
There is also a very small booklet.
Mu Haotian's breathing suddenly became hurried. The book seemed to be the Taoist cultivation method he had been waiting for for a long time!
He hesitated and said:
"Senior, that's not what I meant..."
Ma Sifang was very impatient and urged:
"Take it, take it, take it! Senior, I never like to owe people things."
After saying that, he pinched the three things with his fingers and pinched them in turn.
The pocket treasures suddenly grew larger one by one, returning to their original appearance, and then were thrown into Mu Haotian's arms by Ma Sifang.
While throwing it away, I thought to myself:
"This is a magic sword that slays demons and dragons. It is an ancient weapon. As the name suggests, it is so powerful that it can slay demons and dragons with it."
"This talisman is called the Eight Directions Gods and Ghosts Hear the Order. It is the most powerful talisman in the world. It was made by the so-called Talisman Immortal...that little turtle egg himself. Think about the power of the Talisman Immortal. It’s so tight!”
"Hey... this skill... seems so familiar, why can't I remember it for a moment?"
At this point, Ma Sifang stopped frowning and glanced at Mu Xiaozi. He laughed when he saw him swallowing dryly and eagerly waiting for him to introduce the secret book.
Pretending, thinking hard for a moment, he said:
"Eh...it seems to be called "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques"? I really can't remember it, huh? I vaguely remember that it is a method of suppressing sects of a certain immortal sect. Hmm! You can't just give it away to others randomly..."
It came and went, until Mu Haotian's face showed an anxious look, and Ma Sifang finally said in embarrassment:
"Amitabha, forget it, forget it! I will give it to you with all my words!"
The last book was also thrown into Mu Haotian's arms. The horse immediately took Ji Liang, turned over and jumped on the horse's back.
"Boy Mu, senior has been tracking that beast for several days. Now that it has been injured and escaped back to its lair, it will definitely wait for an opportunity to harm others. Senior must rush to kill this beast. We are destined to meet again."
Without waiting for Mu Haotian's reply, he gave a Buddhist name, waved his sleeves gracefully, and slapped the horse's buttocks.
Kira hissed happily, carrying him and flying away.
Seeing the horse crashing into the forest, Mu Haotian still stood there dumbfounded. This series of events unfolded really unexpectedly for him. The strange and strange senior Ma Sifang took turns and did not give him a chance to react. .
By the time Mu Haotian's eyes were burning and his hands were trembling, he raised the Xuan Gong book and read it against the morning sun. The white horse layman and his white horse had already disappeared in a flash.
