Qi Wuhuo only wrote these four sentences and then picked up his pen.

The old man chanted this couplet, or it should be a four-line poem. He felt that the words were simple and the fairy spirit was calm. He suddenly laughed, but he felt a little happy, and said with a smile: "You can't say too much."

Full.”

"Wukuo, did you write this?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said frankly: "I don't have such talent."

"This is what I saw in my dreams, a poem written by a lay Buddhist named Qinglian. I have not heard of his poems from others. It should be okay to make couplets."

The old man smiled and said:

"good."

I immediately said regretfully: "It seems that this pill cannot be given to you."

After sweeping the sleeves of the old man, he had already put away the longevity-resistance pills placed on the table. He then reached into the cuffs and took out something. It was a scroll of sutras. The material was simple, and the words on it were all

The same kind as the text on the mountain god seal is like clouds, changing immutable, as if it demonstrates the wonderful principles of the mysterious gate.

The words are fluctuating, as if they are about to fly out of the book and turn into birds, clouds, and moonlight.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Since that's the case, I'll give you this thing."

"This is the first of all dharmas. If ordinary people practice it, they can reach the top of the three flowers and gather the top, and the five energys will reach the Yuan."

"Transfer to the secrets of heaven, understand all things, and know changes."

"The magical powers and magical methods are free and mysterious."

"If you practice it, you will be able to become a true person in this world within a hundred years. If you are willing to receive the emperor's talisman, you can also become an immortal official. This is the end of this. If you practice gradually, if you can practice hard and have another chance, you will be praised in the future.

It is the Star Lord Yuanjun. It is not impossible to have a temple in the world to worship you. By then, it will be considered free and free, traveling to the North Sea and Cangwu in the evening, how about it?"

Directly preach the sutras and teachings.

Such classics are now among the top core inheritance among several major Taoist sects in the world.

If the previous elixir was still free for one person; then this scripture can open up the Dharma lineage for thousands of years.

Now it is placed directly in front of Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo naturally wanted to get this scripture in his heart, but he still asked:

"Are you satisfied with the father-in-law?"

The old man stroked his beard for a long time and replied with a smile: "The fairy spirit is full of immortality, and the words that ordinary people can write."

"But after all, I wrote it as a person. I saw that I was fairy-like enough, but I always felt that some genius disciple wrote it as my collection, but it was also a couplet of my Taoism, but I had a bad tone.

Something happened.”

The boy was puzzled.

The old man smiled casually and replied:

"The world is so big, and no one dares to say it from ancient times to the present."

"Give me immortality."

Qi Wuhuo opened his mouth and suddenly felt that this poem was not suitable for the time being.

"And only grand atmosphere is not enough. There are also some Taoist sects in the world who write various couplets on the mountain gate, such as this..."

The old man casually bent his fingers and knocked on him.

A drop of water flew out of the teacup and then turned into a picture. In an instant, the storm flowed, and it seemed that it was coming to the top of the mountain. Qi Wuhuo was stunned and looked around and saw the majestic mountains and the sky was full of light.

Just like the place where the gods are, someone turns into lightning, coming and going like lightning. At the highest point of the clouds is a Taoist temple, simple and ordinary, with a couplet in front.

Qi Wuhuo widened his eyes and looked around.

On his face, which had always been calm, he showed a bit of youthful desire to try.

The old man smiled and said, "Come and try it."

Qi Wuhuo didn't know what this sentence meant, so he noticed a mysterious feeling, as if he could control the picture derived from the drop of water, so he subconsciously moved his soul, and the picture instantly pulled in and crossed the picture.

The mysterious Taoist temples on the mountain top came to the simple Taoist temple.

Some of them meditate.

In front is a couplet.

The Tao runs through Yin and Yang, and the three realms communicate with the spirit of Ksitigarbha.

The clouds lie across Taitai, and the mountains bow their heads to worship the Heavenly Lord!

Great spirit.

Qi Wuhu's own soul control made the picture hover above this temple. Seeing the flowers blooming and falling, the blue clouds and waves were delighted for a moment. After all, he did not have enough cultivation. When he came forward to look at the couplet, he had no control.

good.

A trace of breath was revealed.

In an instant, this drop of water could not maintain its original harmonious posture and burst out.

In the bursting, Qi Wuhuo seemed to see the Taoist who was meditating in this Taoist temple as if awakening, and wanted to open his eyes.

However, Qi Wuhuo couldn't see him opening his eyes, and saw the surrounding pictures shattered, and he felt like he fell from the nine heavens. When he saw everything leaving me, the clouds and clouds collapsed, his face was slightly raised

White, swept her sleeves and even the white paper with the poems written on the table flew down, and it really fell into this sea of ​​clouds, blue waves, and Taoist temple.

Qi Wuhuo almost thought he was about to fall down, so he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the old man next to him. However, he suddenly felt a little chilling in his eyebrows. He suddenly woke up, but the drop of tea fell down, just like that.

The old man laughed.

The boy's face turned slightly red, he let go of the cuffs of the old man he was holding and said, "It's just a little... afraid of heights."

After all, he would show the youth's spirit in front of the old man. He raised his hands and wiped his forehead randomly, then sat firmly and upright, forcing his face, without squinting his eyes, but his ears were red.

"Slightly, a little bit."

The old man laughed loudly and pointed his finger at him:

"Awesome, awesome!"

"I have never seen any mountain god afraid of heights."

Qi Wuhuo's lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.

The old man went over this section and did not continue to tease the young and old child, but smiled:

"You have also seen the couplet just now. The Taoist veins on earth have such a style."

"Either worship the Heavenly Lord or look to Jiuxiao. It's not that bad, it's just that I don't like it very much."

"It seems like there are tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver in your home, and you have to tell the world."

"If it is not for this style, it is like [Taiyue Pi Hongmeng, see the purple sky rising, the golden palace flying, and the clear bells are often shaken] [Hefeng blends the righteousness and principles, enlightenment and lords disappear, the fairy trail is vast, the righteous path for thousands of years is the right path.

Always lingering in my mind】 and the like, not being casual enough.”

"You must be pure and calm, be free and elegant, but not be too complicated and boring."

"It's possible to do it without confusion?"

"Especially, if it's my own perspective."

The old man joked at him, and he made a lot of trouble.

However, this volume of scripture should be given to him seriously, and it is enough to serve as the foundation for his protection.

The boy thought for a while and suddenly said, "Yes."

The old man was surprised.

Qi Wuhuo made some memories, but it was still the words in the dream.

In a book of stories, a Taoist is also called a couplet written by Zhen Yuanzi.

That is just what you see in your dreams. The words in the story are illusory rather than real, and they should be OK.

He has great supernatural powers, but the old man in front of him is not inferior at all.

Qi Wuhuo picked up his pen and dipped it in ink and wrote it down.

The old man was surprised and lowered his eyes, but saw the young man writing and writing, and he said:

"The Immortal Palace of Immortality."

"The Taoist family of Tianshou is together."

Domineering? Not overbearing, just say it's an ordinary Taoist family.

But the calmness and slowly said, the feeling of magnificent spirit and vast fairy spirit was almost filled with the paper.

Immortality and live with heaven.

It's just my ordinary family.

The text is not as good as the previous one, but the aura is really a master of Taoism.
To be continued...