This young Taoist was none other than Emperor Miao Dao. He seemed startled by his voice. He opened his eyes and glanced at him, "Oh, you're here."
Then he yawned again, opened his eyes a little wider, and suddenly looked at him and asked, "How did you get in?"
"The villain was sleeping soundly at home, and he came here in a daze. But he didn't know how he got here." Xu Ning said honestly.
The situation in front of him was somewhat beyond his expectation. This place did not look like an ordinary place, so he did not dare to be presumptuous or lie.
"I see. Since you are here by fate, you can do whatever you want..." Emperor Miaodao said, his voice getting lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible.
Xu Ning listened for a long time, and finally heard only a faint cry, and then realized that the man had fallen asleep again.
"This... Taoist Priest? Taoist Priest?" He thought for a while, but the Taoist hadn't told him his name yet.
He called several times, but when he didn't wake him up, he gave up.
After waiting for a while, he still didn't wake up after calling a few times. He couldn't bear the hunger and thirst in his belly, so he looked around.
I saw a row of bookshelves leaning against the east wall. There was a desk in front of the shelf, displaying pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.
To the west is an elegant room with chess, tea, swords and the like.
He stepped to the west, picked up the teapot, and planned to drink some tea to quench his thirst first, but he was deceived by the mention.
The pot was actually empty.
He had no choice but to go outside, pick some fruits from the tree and eat them randomly to quench his hunger and thirst.
Then he saw that the Taoist was sleeping soundly, so he took a casual stroll.
However, the platform was not very big and he could see it all at a glance. After he turned around three or five times.
You can even see clearly where there is a peach tree and where there is an apricot tree, and how far apart the two trees are.
Except for the cliff behind and the cliff in front of him, there is an endless sea of clouds all around.
At first glance, I thought it was breathtakingly beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, it became boring.
He is a warrior, but he does not have the mood to compose poems in the scene.
He also tried walking down the mountain path, but after walking more than ten feet deep, he had to come back.
There was no place to stay at all, and I had no idea how I got up there in the first place.
In desperation, he took some more fruits to satisfy his hunger and returned to the hut.
First, I admired the sword hanging on the wall on the west side. It looked like it was carved from green bamboo, but when I touched it, it felt cold and radiant.
With a flick of his fingertips, there was a clanging sound. It was indeed a good sword.
The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. He looked at it for an unknown amount of time, until he felt hungry again in his belly and he came back to his senses.
Then he looked at the Taoist who was still sleeping, ate the fruit he picked, took his sword to the east wall room, and flipped through the books on the bookshelf.
Some are Taoist scriptures, some are cultural landscapes, some are stories about legends and ghosts, etc. The categories are very confusing.
He was not interested in seeing any of this.
There was only an open book on the desk, and he glanced at it, which seemed to contain some cultivation terminology.
He was about to turn his head away and not look at it, but suddenly he remembered that the Taoist had asked him to do what he wanted, and thought it would be okay to take a look.
So he reached out and picked it up, placed the sword across his knees, and looked at the book cover first.
I saw the words "Flying Lightning Seducing Soul Technique" on it.
Looking through it, it turns out that it is an internal spear art that can be used to practice flying lightning energy. The lightning flashes can captivate the soul.
At this sight, I became fascinated unconsciously.
When he was hungry, he looked for some fruit to eat, and then read it again. After several times, he had memorized the contents of the book by heart.
Unknowingly, he became a little sleepy, so he lay down on the case and fell asleep with his sword and scroll in his arms.
"Mr. sir, sir!" In a daze he felt someone pushing him, and his wife's voice came to his ears.
He couldn't help but wake up and saw that it was indeed his wife.
"Ms. sir, why are you sleeping here and still can't wake up?" Mrs. Xu Ning looked at him and asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, "Why am I back?"
"Ms. sir, could it be that you were confused by your sleep? You took a vacation three days ago and have been at home the whole time."
"No..." Xu Ning stood up suddenly, but felt something fell from his arms.
He looked down and saw a book lying on the ground.
Madam Xu bent down to pick it up, patted it and handed it to him, saying, "It would be best if I let you look after the child.
I fell asleep with a scroll in my arms, while my child was playing wildly in the yard. "
However, Xu Ning was not in the mood to pay attention to her, and stared blankly at the book in his hand, which was the "Flying Lightning Seduction Technique".
"It turns out it was just a dream. No, it's not a dream, it's fate."
"What are you thinking about? What kind of dream is not a dream? Immortal fate is not a fairy fate?" Madam Xu looked at him with some worry and said: "Is it possible that you were frozen just now and now you are talking nonsense?"
Then Tanshou came to test the temperature of his forehead.
Xu Ning grabbed her hand and held the booklet in front of his eyes with the other hand. He said with a little excitement: "Xianyuan, I just dreamed of the gods. This is what I brought back from the gods."
Madam Xu saw him grabbing her and looking excited but still shy, so her face turned red when she heard what he said.
Then he looked at the booklet, and when he saw the words on it and the look of the booklet, he knew it was not his own.
"Is it true that I met a fairy in my dream?"
After Xu Ning told his wife about his previous situation, Mrs. Xu also felt that it was a fairy tale.
Because Xu Ning didn't sleep for long at all, and according to what he said, he felt hungry and thirsty there several times, which showed that it lasted more than a day and a half.
To have such a vision, what else is it but immortal fate?
"What a pity, that sword." Xu Ning sighed.
He really liked the sword when he saw it, but he didn't bring it with him.
Military generals are very dedicated to good weapons, even more than women.
There is a piece of gold armor with a wild goose feather ring passed down from his ancestors in his family. According to legend, it was the armor of Xu Chu, a general in the late Han Dynasty.
There is also a golden hook lightning gun used by his ancestors. These two treasures have always been his favorite.
The golden hook gun is often held in his hand, either when he is training with the imperial guards or in front of the royal guard, and it almost never leaves his hand.
The golden armor is placed in a red sheepskin box and placed on the beam of the bedroom. It needs to be looked up at every night.
If I get that green jade bamboo sword again, I think I can pass down another treasure to my descendants.
"Don't be greedy. Since the immortals have taught you magical skills, your husband must be content.
Otherwise, if you think about it all the time, you may cause serious trouble. "Ms. Xu is a sensible person and comforted her.
"My lady is right." Xu Ning nodded after hearing this.
After some discussion, the two decided that if they had the chance to enter the fairyland again, they would ask the immortal for advice. It would be best if they could be accepted as disciples.
If we can't see each other again, we should just keep this matter in our stomachs and shouldn't tell anyone else, lest we suffer jealousy.
In the next few days, Xu Ning deliberately slept, but in the end it was not that fate.
Then he calmed down his thoughts and began to delve into the immortal magic that he brought.
He was also disturbed by the evil star and could not practice internal skills. Now he thought it was an immortal method and might as well give it a try.
After practicing it for a while, it turned out to be effective, which made him very happy.
At the same time, I also became more determined not to tell anyone about it, but to just practice quietly behind closed doors.
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