Zhong Shenxiu smiled brightly, waved away the hint of pity, put away the clouds, and the dazzling edge instantly disappeared, but suddenly bowed his hands in the air and said, "Isn't the real person showing up yet?"
Xu Zhuang saw a bird flying down from nowhere in the sky. It flapped its wings rapidly and hovered in the air. It opened its small beak, but there was a sound of breaking a gong. It laughed and said: "Boy Zhong, what?" Did you ever see through that Master Dao was hiding aside to watch the show?"
Xu Zhuang was slightly surprised, but a familiar image appeared in his mind: an immoral Taoist?
Zhong Shenxiu said: "This junior is just making wild guesses."
The bird sneered, but said: "You two boys, how about having a cup of tea with Master Dao?"
Zhong Shenxiu responded: "The first invitation from the Master should be Fellow Daoist Xu. I gained a little from discussing Taoism with Fellow Daoist Xu today, and happened to become Yuanying. But when I return to the sect to cultivate and consolidate my cultivation, I will not bother the Master anymore."
Que'er shouted: "Boy Zhong, if you don't give Master Tao any face, get out of here."
Zhong Shenxiu smiled slightly, nodded to Xu Zhuang, then moved his body, turned into a purple light and soared into the sky. In an instant, he disappeared into the heavy clouds and disappeared.
Que'er murmured something like a curse, and then said to Xu Zhuang: "Xu boy, do you want to come and drink tea?"
Xu Zhuang pondered for a moment, then raised his sleeves and bowed his head and said: "Being respectful is worse than obeying your orders. I will go to the real person to ask for a cup of fairy tea."
The bird chirped twice more, flapped its wings and flew into the clouds. Xu Zhuang immediately set up his escape light to follow.
The bird didn't know whether it was due to the Taoist magic of Yuanshen Zhenren or some kind of alien species. It flew several miles in a moment and landed on a peak.
Xu Zhuang then pressed the light escape button and penetrated the clouds and mist, only to see a single-eaves pavilion appear out of thin air on the top of the forest mountain with no human footprints. There was a set of dolomite tables and chairs, a set of tea sets, and two People are drinking tea in the pavilion.
One of them has a stern face, a crown a foot high on his head, a whisk in his hand, sitting upright, looking like a noble man, while the other has a gray beard, ragged clothes, sitting with no posture, and there is a song in his mouth. Xu Zhuang felt very strange that the cigarette was a wicked Taoist whom Xu Zhuang had met once.
Xu Zhuang landed on the top of the peak, stepped into the pavilion, raised his hands and saluted: "I have seen a real person."
The wicked Taoist snorted, pointed at the table and chairs, and said, "Sit down!"
Xu Zhuang straightened his robe, sat down, and listened to the introduction from Taoist Wude: "This is Taoist Taoist's fellow disciple, Taoist Jide."
Taoist Jide shook his fly whisk, with an invisible smile on his stern face, and nodded towards Xu Zhuang.
Another true soul.
Xu Zhuang was taken aback and did not dare to be negligent. He returned the greeting and then asked, "I don't know if the real person has called me here, but what are your instructions?"
The wicked Taoist snorted and said, "Didn't I invite you to drink tea?" The bird flew through the air, went to the stove, picked up the teapot, poured it into an empty cup, and pushed it gently until it reached the end of the cup. In front of the village.
Xu Zhuang raised his eyebrows and lowered his gaze. He only saw a cup of tea. He didn't seem to notice anything strange and didn't think much. He picked up the tea cup with both hands and drank it. Suddenly, he felt a refreshing coldness coming from his throat, instantly filling the air. His body turned pale, and his eyebrows were covered with frost. His whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
The wicked Taoist chuckled and said, "Senior brother, how long do you think it will take for Xu to melt the ice essence?"
Taoist Jide said: "For ordinary monks who have mastered the golden elixir, it will take at least a year to dissolve this cup of ice essence. Although this guy has profound achievements, I think it will be around a month."
The wicked Taoist said: "Young Master Zhong only used 21 days, but Young Master Xu defeated Mr. Zhong by one move."
"The fighting method changes rapidly. If we had to do it all over again, the outcome is still uncertain." Taoist Jide said: "Besides, this is a test of merit, and it has nothing to do with the fighting method."
The wicked Taoist said: "It seems that senior brother likes Mr. Zhong more."
Taoist Jide said: "Yes, why don't you give Zhong Shenxiu to me."
The wicked Taoist sighed for a moment, then suddenly said: "Senior brother, give me the Five Qi Heying Pocket, and I will give you the Zhong boy."
At this time, Taoist Jide was a little surprised and asked, "Really? Junior brother thinks so highly of Xu Zhuang?"
The wicked Taoist smiled and said: "I think Mr. Xu's foundation may not be worse than that of Mr. Zhong. I'm afraid it won't even take twenty-one days to melt the ice essence."
Taoist Jide said: "Even so, Zhong Shenxiu has already refined Nascent Soul first, and the next step is to make rapid progress, but I am not optimistic that Xu Zhuang can catch up."
The wicked Taoist rolled his eyes and shouted, "Do you want it?"
Taoist Jide said hurriedly: "Yes, why don't you want it? Then it's settled." Xu Shi was afraid that Taoist Wude would regret it, so he took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Taoist Wude, with a slight pain on his face. color.
Seeing his appearance, the wicked Taoist showed his messy teeth and said with a smile: "Why, if senior brother is in pain, it's still too late to take it back now."
Taoist Jide snorted and responded: "Take it! Is the mere combination of five qi and Yingdou as good as the innate spiritual root and fruit?"
Upon hearing this, the wicked Taoist immediately put the Five Qi Heying pockets into his sleeves and shook his head, "I advise senior brother not to be happy too early. If Xu Xiaozi and I come out on top...hehe, senior brother's face will definitely be very expressionless at that time. Wonderful."
The old-fashioned Taoist couldn't stand the way he took advantage of him and winked at him, so he immediately closed his eyes and said nothing.
The wicked Taoist didn't care. He took out a palm-sized book and slowly puffed away while reading the Taoist book.
The sun and the moon alternated, and the short period of ten days seemed to fly by in the blink of an eye to Master Yuanshen. Soon after fifteen days, Master Jide suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
However, Xu Zhuang's skin began to show blood color, heat suddenly rose from the top of his head, and the frost between his eyebrows began to slowly melt away.
The wicked Taoist did not move his eyes, but still turned the pages of the book in his palm. He seemed to be engrossed in reading it. He only breathed in from his mouth, but no smoke came out for several days.
After another three days of this, the heat on the top of Xu Zhuang was endless, and the frost was finally completely melted away. Suddenly I opened my eyes, and I felt that the magic power in my body was running a little more lightly, and my inner spirit was even more pure and transparent. I feel that the progress of the combination of Shen and Qi has increased a lot.
Xu Zhuang let out a long breath, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the Immortal Tea. This junior has benefited a lot."
The wicked Taoist waved his hand, but said: "I just asked you to have a cup of tea, no need to be polite." He pushed over another cup of tea.
Xu Zhuang smiled slightly and was not polite. He took the tea and drank it. This time, he only felt the coldness in his throat and it disappeared quickly, without any magical effect.
The two masters did not speak, and Xu Zhuang was not in a hurry. He drank tea with them quietly. After a while, Taoist Jide suddenly asked: "My little friend, do you want to do a fortune telling?"
Xu Zhuang didn't expect that what Taoist Jide said would come out of his mouth, and he asked in confusion: "Fortune telling?"
Taoist Jide said: "Yes, Pindao suddenly became interested. If you are interested, little friend, Gua Jin will give you a Dharma coin."
Xu Zhuang pondered for a moment, then refused: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness, but I don't care about it anymore."
The wicked Taoist laughed and said, "Oh? Boy, do you know how many favors and gold it would cost for an ordinary person to ask my senior brother for a hexagram?"
Xu Zhuang said, "I don't know, but I don't have the habit of fortune-telling."
Taoist Jide was surprised and said, "Is it possible that you don't believe in fate?"
Xu Zhuang smiled and said: "I dare to ask the real person, is your destiny determined?"
Ji De Taoist said: "The destiny is uncertain."
Xu Zhuang said: "Since fate is uncertain, it is enough to hold the future in your own hands."
Taoist Jide said calmly: "Although your destiny is uncertain, you can get a glimpse of the clues, and you may be able to find the direction you want."
Xu Zhuang just shook his head.
Taoist Jide was not worried. He seemed to think for a moment, and then took out a green bamboo stick bucket from his sleeve, with twenty-five bamboo sticks inserted in it. He shook it slightly and asked, "Then, little friend, do you want to calculate your luck?" ?”
Seeing that Taoist Master Ji De was inviting him again and again, Xu Zhuang thought for a moment and was quite interested in the matter of luck. He decided to accept the offer, so he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll bother you, Master."
"No need to bother." A faint smile appeared on Master Jide's face again, and he handed over the lottery tube and said: "You need to do it yourself to draw the lottery... Just do whatever you want."
Xu Zhuang nodded, took the bamboo stick with both hands, and shook it a few times. A stick fell out of the tube and landed on the stone table. Taoist Jide took the bamboo stick and looked at it, narrowed his eyes, and stroked his beard. : "My little friend, your luck is booming and your fortune is profound. Congratulations."
After a breath of silence, he added: "But I, a Taoist practitioner, have always said that blessings and misfortunes are interdependent. Too many blessings may not necessarily be considered good. When disaster strikes, there may be blessings in disguise... My little friend still needs to be cautious in facing every choice. .”
Xu Zhuang was thoughtful, nodded, and responded: "This junior has learned a lesson."
Taoist Jide waved his hand and said, "It's just a sign interpretation."
The wicked Taoist said again leisurely: "It's expensive to ask senior brother to interpret the signature..."
Xu Zhuang frowned slightly and asked, "I wonder how much the real person will sign for?"
Taoist Jide said: "That's not necessary. Just let the poor Taoist do whatever he wants."
Xu Zhuang pondered for a moment, then said, "I wonder if the master has anything important to say to this junior?"
He couldn't help but think this way. This was the first time he met Taoist Jide. Taoist Jide invited him again and again, but he was not really interested and insisted on giving him some advice on Xu Zhuang?
Unexpectedly, Taoist Jide shook his head when he heard this and drank tea. Taoist Wude laughed and said, "Originally, he wanted to see you, Xu Xiaozi, for something, but now it's me, Taoist Master."
He took a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Master Dao, I am not a man of shame, so I told you straight away that Master Dao wants to cooperate with you on something."
Xu Zhuang's face was solemn and he said slowly: "Master, please tell me. I will consider it carefully." But he didn't say anything. No matter how he was ordered, even Master Yuanshen couldn't force him to do something he didn't want to do. If this is the case, Taisu Zhengzong's name must not be vegetarian.
Wicked Taoist said: "This matter must start from a story..."
But it is said that tens of thousands of years ago, among the nearby galaxies, there were two real Yuanshen, Yi Taoist and Bu Taoist. They were enemies who hated each other, and they were Taoist friends who cherished each other.
As to why this was so, it was because they were both proficient in numerology, with similar levels and similar reputations. So one day, the two decided to decide who would compete.
Yi Daoist and Divination Master are both masters of numerology, so they use numerology to distinguish between superior and inferior, but the comparison is based on numerology to calculate 'opportunities'. They started from the same place, went separately to find the opportunities they calculated, and then compared Compare whose 'opportunity' is higher.
Oddly enough, the two of them started from the same place and searched separately, but in the end they met the same opportunity at the same place. They worked together to find an innate spiritual root.
Speaking of this, Xu Zhuang's eyes had changed. What is the innate spiritual root? As the name suggests, it is a treasure that was created before the creation of the world.
Generally speaking, whether it is the reality formed by the innate spiritual roots, or the innate spiritual roots themselves, or they have infinite benefits in practice, or they are comparable to the most superior magic weapon materials, or even carry the innate treasure taboo, they are born with the body of a magic weapon... …
All in all, innate spiritual roots are a rare treasure for Taoists.
The wicked Taoist continued: "But it is said that the spiritual root is a fruit tree. It blooms once every 1,200 years, bears fruit once another 1,200 years, and matures after another 1,200 years. In this way, every 3,600 years Only then can you get twelve fruits."
"In the past, when the Yi Taoist and the Taoist Divination found this tree, it was just bearing fruit and had not yet been enjoyed. But the two of them couldn't wait to find out who owns this innate spiritual root?"
"So the two of them started competing for more than ten times, calculating chances, fortunes, disasters, the victory or defeat of the Immortal Sect, the destiny of the mortal dynasty, and the natural disasters in the world of mortals..."
"But no matter what, the two of them have never decided the winner, but it's not that their calculations are always the same, but the way of calculation... There are many things to talk about, even if you won by a bit in that calculation , but you may not be convinced by my words. Even if my calculations are somewhat accurate, you still come up with many absurd arguments..."
"Until the end, the two finally realized that the only way to truly distinguish between superior and inferior is that no one can argue with them."
"But both of them are self-respected masters of numerology. Not only are they respected by everyone, but they are also honored guests by many Taoist friends. When it comes to the art of protecting the Tao, they have countless means, but when it comes to the method of fighting, they are... Some people are sitting on wax.”
"After much thought, the two of them came up with a way. Each of them used their math skills to find a few Taoist geniuses to compete on their behalf. The winner would win the power of the spiritual roots... However, The loser gained nothing from this rule, and the two felt it was inappropriate, so they finally agreed that the winner would get nine fruits, and the loser would only get three fruits."
Hearing this, Xu Zhuang had a strange look on his face and asked, "Senior, could it be that..."
Taoist Wude nodded and responded: "It took three thousand six hundred years for the innate spiritual root to bear twelve fruits. Taoist Yi and Taoist Divination only competed once every three to six hundred years. Later, they fought again." The location of the innate spiritual roots was passed down to later generations, and later generations continued this competition..."
"My senior brother and I are descendants of the Yi Taoist lineage."
Xu Zhuang was silent for a moment, then replied: "So the real person is looking for me because he wants me to participate in this fight on his behalf?"
The wicked Taoist lazily said: "Master Tao is too lazy to lie to you. Originally, I have found Mr. Zhong to cooperate with me in this world, but Mr. Zhong is now wanted by my senior brother, so Mr. Tao is looking for you, Mr. Xu."
Xu Zhuang said: "This junior has just refined gold and mercury, I'm afraid I'm not good enough to participate in such a fight?"
The wicked Taoist said: "Are you, Patriarch of Dao Yi, stupid? They won't look for help from fellow Yuanshen... they will look for Yuanying monks, who have practiced for thousands of years and have become a perfect body. How can an old guy who is famous all over the world show his ability in Taoism?"
"So the helpers we are looking for for this competition have agreed to only look for people who are under three hundred years old. Ordinary people can refine high-grade golden elixirs, and they are still spinning around in gold and mercury when they are three hundred years old... Of course , the people we are carefully looking for are naturally like Zhong Xiaozi, a spiritual genius who is far superior to his peers, so he has a chance of winning."
Seeing Xu Zhuang's silence, the wicked Taoist said again: "There are still seventy or eighty years before the competition. Isn't it enough for your kid to refine the Nascent Soul?"
Xu Zhuang said: "It seems that this junior has not agreed to the real person's invitation."
The wicked Taoist raised his eyebrows and said: "Boy, are you afraid that the Taoist master will take advantage of you? If you win this battle, you will be indispensable for one of the nine innate spiritual fruits. Even if you lose the battle, the Taoist master will pay you out of his own pocket. That’s it.”
Xu Zhuang smiled faintly and said: "This is indeed a huge temptation, but for now, I still focus on doing good practice. There are still about seventy or eighty years left, so I will think more about it in the future."
After saying this, Xu Zhuang stood up and said to Taoist Jide: "Didn't the master teach the juniors to be cautious in facing every choice? The juniors have been taught."
"What?" The wicked Taoist shouted: "The Taoist Master is still waiting for you to consider, do you think that the Taoist Master has no alternative?"
Xu Zhuang smiled and said: "Since the real person has someone to choose from, I can rest assured that I will not miss the important event of the real person."
After saying this, he raised his hand and saluted, and said: "This junior still has a lot of homework to do, so I won't drink tea with the real person more. I'll say goodbye." He immediately pulled up a rainbow light and escaped to the sky in a moment.
Taoist Wude was stunned for a moment and shouted: "That's bad!" He took out the Five Qi Heying Pocket from his collar and handed it back to Taoist Jide, shouting: "Senior brother, forget this deal, let's give the bell the best." Give it back to me, kid."
A gloating smile appeared on Taoist Jide's old-fashioned face, and he shook his head repeatedly, "Junior brother has already taken the Five Qi Heying Pocket, how can there be any reason to regret it? No, absolutely not."
(End of chapter)
