The old Taoist priest picked up the gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins on the table and stuffed them into the sapphire purse, and then pushed them in front of her.
He said calmly: "I am a born person. I usually collect some medicinal herbs and sell them to the medicine shop down the mountain. The money I earn is enough for me to eat and drink."
Qingyu stared at the money bag in front of her and blurted out, "So? Does the old god want to give me the elixir?"
In her opinion, it would be a surprise to her if the old monk got nothing.
You must know that Qingyu is not short of money at the moment. The money bags Xiaohei gave her will take ten years, and she may not be able to spend them all, not to mention that she has a big backer.
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The money in front of her was just one of those money bags, and she put the rest on Xiao Hei.
In her opinion, Xiao Hei was the only one in the world who was not greedy for money and threw so much money to her without even looking at it.
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said softly: "The Tao should not be taught lightly, and the elixir that condenses the power of heaven and earth must not be leaked, unless you stay on the mountain and become my disciple."
Qingyu was dumbfounded when she heard this. She never expected that the old Taoist priest in front of her, whom she had climbed to the Taoist temple seven times and finally met, would actually confront her.
Think about it, how can you become a monk here and become a female Taoist priest?
Xiao Hei at the foot of the mountain is even more impossible. There are two little guys in the Imperial City of Northern Qi waiting for his brother to come home. Xiao Hei's brother may have returned to the big city now. The imperial city of Zhou Dynasty.
It's impossible for both of them to be the disciples of the old Taoist priest in front of them, right?
Shaking her head, Qingyu replied: "Impossible!"
The old Taoist priest smiled slightly and said: "This Taoist temple, this mountain, this sky, as long as you are willing to be my disciple, they will all belong to you from now on."
Only an old Taoist priest can say such words and take this sky as his own. If Xiao Hei is here, he will definitely curse, can this sky be yours?
Do you think you are an old monk or an old Taoist priest?
Qingyu thought for a while, and couldn't help but have ridicule and anger on his face, and said simply: "What do I need this mountain for? What do I need this sky for?"
The ignorant are fearless, and only Qingyu can say these words regardless.
The old Taoist priest was stunned and couldn't help laughing. He looked at Qingyu and said, "There are countless elixirs in this mountain. This sky can give you an opportunity to realize the great road."
Qingyu was so angry that she couldn't help but slap the wine jar on the table, picked it up and took a few sips.
She didn't expect the old Taoist priest to make fun of her. She thought that if she didn't think she couldn't beat you, she couldn't help but step forward and kick him twice.
"No, I don't want anything except the elixir!"
Speaking harshly to the old Taoist priest, Qingyu simply closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress the burning anger in her heart.
The old Taoist priest did not force her, instead he picked up the wine jar on the table with a wave of his hand, leaving Qingyu's money bag and a confused Qingyu as he stood up and left.
From a distance, the calm voice of the old Taoist priest came: "Go back and think carefully about whether you want to be my disciple. Your brother is destined to die, not because of illness. You can't burn him to death."
A melon that is forced is not sweet, and the old Taoist priest naturally understands this truth.
He neither gave Qingyu the elixir nor said anything to her. On the contrary, he gave Qingyu a hint.
Perhaps in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, giving the elixir he had worked so hard to refine to the young man at the foot of the mountain was just a waste.
Qingyu didn't expect that the old Taoist priest would leave as soon as he said so. He didn't care about his sincerity or the life and death of Xiaohei at the foot of the mountain. He turned around and left.
Fortunately, I have a good temper and won't argue with you.
If it were Xiao Hei here, he might pick up a bow and shoot you with an arrow, knocking down half of your hall.
Qingyu was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was about to get up and go find trouble for the little Taoist priest. In the blink of an eye, she thought about the last words of the old Taoist priest and suddenly couldn't make up her mind. Think about it, let's go down the mountain first and ask Xiao Hei what this means?
At worst, I'll ask Xiao Hei for a magic arrow tomorrow, and I'll secretly shoot you with one, hum!
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Returning to the old man's courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Qing Yu looked at Xiao Hei sitting in a wheelchair and basking in the sun under the eaves, and suddenly felt very distressed.
He came forward and sat next to him at the table, grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled them and handed them to Xiao Hei.
Then he said bitterly: "The old man on the mountain is unreasonable and refuses to give me the elixir. He makes me mad."
Listening to Qingyu's words, Xiaohei became silent in his heart. He suddenly thought that neither his own elixir nor his brother's spiritual wine could cure his disease.
Could it be that the fever I have been having these days is because God is playing a trick on me?
Qingyu went up and down the mountain seven times in the past few days and felt very tired. While peeling peanuts for Xiaohei, she complained that the mountain road was too long and her feet were almost broken.
Xiao Hei leaned on the wheelchair, like an old man, lazily chewing peanuts, and from time to time, he squinted his eyes and looked at the unclear Taoist temple on the mountain.
He thought differently from Qingyu. He suddenly thought of Long Qingfeng, the master of Shenlong Valley.
When he first arrived at Shenlong Valley and came out of the Dragon Transformation Pond, after he and Xiaobai had transformed into their own appearance, the master tortured both of them a lot. Either the two of them would work hard to practice their swordsmanship, or they would let themselves and Xiao Hei go hunting in the back mountains, and even said that they would starve if they couldn't hunt down wild beasts.
Xiao Hei now carefully reflects on the taste, and feels that he and Xiao Bai were the happiest at that time.
Although the two of them were exhausted every day and fell asleep when they returned to the house, it was also the day when they grew the fastest.
Seeing Xiao Hei not speaking, Qingyu thought he was using silence to suppress the anger in his heart.
Then he stretched his body, poured a cup of tea, held it in his hand and said, "If you don't believe it, that old Taoist priest wants me to become his teacher, and wants me to be a female Taoist priest."
After thinking about it, he took out the money bag and threw it on the table, and cursed angrily: "I gave him this bag of money, but he didn't even want it. Do you believe it?"
In Qingyu's view, even if the old Taoist priest worked hard for a year in the mountains to collect medicine, he still couldn't sell it for two gold coins?
Looking at the money bag on the table, Xiao Hei smiled lightly and said quietly: "This can only show that he is really interested in your qualifications."
Qingyu laughed nonchalantly, looked at Xiaohei and said, "Fart, you know I want to return to the imperial city, and the empress is still waiting for me to return to the palace."
After thinking about it, Qingyu reached out and squeezed Xiao Hei's hand again. After a while, she said: "The old man said something strange at the end, saying that it was your fate or not an illness!"
Qingyu didn't figure out the reason for this all the way down the mountain, so she had no choice but to tell Xiao Hei.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hei naturally thought of what happened between himself and his brother.
It seemed that everything had been arranged by the old Taoist priest, even if it was an arrangement that was beneficial to the two of them, sometimes I felt very unhappy when I thought about it.
Not only did he take action a few times, but this thief God imprisoned his entire cultivation.
The key to making yourself the same as your brother is that you don't have the same abilities as your brother, right?
If he didn't have a few trump cards, he might have died in the hands of the Northern Qi Imperial Master.
I wonder if it was because Qingyu's words brought back his memories. I have to say that both the old monk and the old Taoist priest are very good to me.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hei suddenly said: "Sister Qingyu, do you want to stay in the palace all your life?"
Compared with the scenery of the palace in just a few decades, in Xiao Hei's opinion, it is better to point out a bright road for Qingyu.
He was worried about how Qingyu, who had already broken through to the golden elixir realm, would practice cultivation after he and his brother left. Unexpectedly, just when he was worried, someone came to his door.
He decided to meet the old Taoist priest, even if there was no immediate result.
It's just that the old man on the mountain likes Qingyu and really wants to accept her as his disciple. Even if he stays for a few years, what does it mean?
Why take this long road, why rush?
Qingyu didn't expect that Xiaohei would suddenly think of asking her about this. After all, she hadn't even thought about how she would continue to practice in the future.
After all, the Queen’s cultivation doesn’t seem to be that high? Although the empress never told her the final path of cultivation.
But Qingyu always thought that wherever the empress was, she would definitely be there.
"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."
Qingyu shook her head, looked at Xiao Hei and replied: "I'll ask the empress after I return to the imperial city. My previous skills were all taught by the empress."
Xiao Hei shook his head and said softly: "The glory and wealth in the palace is just a flash in the pan, but how long has the late emperor been famous? Sister Qingyu, don't spend your whole life in the imperial city."
Thinking of Emperor Ming who had followed his brother to the depths of the desert.
Xiao Hei couldn't help but said: "Since Sister Qingyu has already reached the Golden Core realm, she will naturally focus on cultivation in the future."
Qingyu was a little panicked when she heard this. She reached out and took Xiao Hei's hand and said, "Isn't there still the empress? Isn't there still you? Let your brother teach me then?" Xiao Hei didn't reply to her words, but just straightened the cup and drank. He took a sip of tea and replied lazily: "I'm tired. Please help Sister Qingyu to help me back to the house."
Regarding Qingyu's future, Xiao Hei really couldn't think of a proper solution.
I still have two little tails that I can't get rid of in the imperial city of Northern Qi. How can I care about the sapphire in the imperial city of Da Zhou?
Even if my brother comes back, I'm afraid he won't be able to help.
It is estimated that a Shuzi sister is enough to make my brother's head bigger, not to mention that he has another purpose in going to the depths of the desert, and that is his brother Xiaohu who has disappeared in the long river of time.
Since Shuzi survived, it means that Xiaohu must still be there.
After thinking about it, Xiao Hei, who was leaning on the bed with his eyes closed, couldn't help but said: "Sister Qingyu, go see the old Taoist priest tomorrow and ask him to come down the mountain."
That night, Xiao Hei had a fever again.
But Qingyu didn't know either. She just fed Xiao Hei another bowl of medicine before he went to bed. Did she still have a lot of things to think about?
Leaning on the bedside, Qingyu was confused and confused.
Although Xiao Hei did not answer her question, he pointed out the crux of the problem to her.
The empress is the empress, and as long as the emperor is around, there will be no trouble for the empress.
But what if one day the emperor becomes the same as the previous emperor? At that time, how will she face her situation? Is it possible that he should ask his empress to arrange a marriage for him, to marry the son of a minister in the court?
If it were her before, she might have really accepted her fate.
But right now, she is the Golden Core Realm monk that Xiao Hei talks about, and Xiao Hei said that she will be able to break through to the third level in less than two years. What if she really becomes the disciple of the old Taoist priest?
Oh my god, is it possible that the old Taoist priest really took a fancy to his qualifications?
The little Taoist priest on the mountain who is not much different from her seems to have just built the foundation?
Thinking of this, Xiao Qing murmured in a daze: "It doesn't seem impossible, right?"
Xiao Hei in the dream didn't know where he was, as if he was on a stove. He kicked over the quilt covering him and said, "I'm so hot, please help me?"
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the old monk he had not seen for a long time sat in front of him.
There is a pot of spiritual tea on the table and a few green pears on the tree.
A gust of mountain wind blew, and Xiao Hei couldn't help but asked, "Senior, where is this? Is Xiao Hei going to die?"
The old monk looked at him and smiled lightly, poured a cup of spiritual tea and said, "Don't be impatient, drink a cup of hot tea first."
ps: Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone.
