Because this is indeed a flaw. The Qi Master will become younger and younger if he breaks through the restrictions, but my appearance has not changed at all. This is against common sense.
I couldn't think of a good explanation at the moment, so I could only pretend to be ignorant: "I don't know, maybe my parents' genes are too strong and they won't be able to change for a while."
Fortunately, Yu Ling didn't bother with this matter: "It's not a big problem. Among the newly refined batch of pills in the alchemy room, there seems to be a batch of 'beautiful pills'. When it's cooked, I'll get a few pills for you."
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I said perfunctorily: "Thank you in advance, senior sister."
"Why are you so polite? I have been practicing for more than seventy years and have just formed the golden elixir. However, you have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age. I still expect you to support me more in the future."
When she said this, we both walked into the inner hall of the Sutra Pavilion, but this was not the real Sutra Pavilion yet.
There is an incense table in the middle of the inner hall. The three sticks of incense enshrined in the Sanqing Dynasty seem to have never been extinguished. On the left wall hangs a large word "Dao". There is a futon on the right, and there is a futon sitting on it.
An old Taoist priest with white beard and hair, like a statue, covered in dust.
The wall behind the old Taoist priest couldn't even be called a wall. It was slowly rotating like a nebula. The unknown space behind it should be the so-called Sutra Pavilion.
"Uncle, Painting Master."
Yu Ling bowed respectfully to the old Taoist priest: "This is the disciple that Uncle Shouxin just accepted as his disciple a few days ago. His name is..."
"My name is Jiang Shu."
"Ah, yes, his name is Jiang Shu. The head master asked me to bring him to the Scripture Collection Pavilion to borrow the classics in the sect."
Yu Ling's bent waist never straightened up, and she tentatively asked the old Taoist priest: "Uncle, are you listening? Hey, uncle, aren't you asleep? Wake up, uncle..."
As Yu Ling spoke, she leaned towards the old Taoist priest, but when she reached out to pat the old Taoist priest's shoulder, the old Taoist priest suddenly raised his fly whisk to stop her: "Hey, I heard it, I heard it, chattering like a bird.
It seems so annoying, no wonder I haven’t gotten married yet in my eighties.”
"Uncle, I don't like hearing what you are saying. What do you mean you are over eighty and still haven't gotten married?"
Yu Ling rolled up her sleeves and pinched her waist with her hands: "I am over eighty years old, but among the cultivators, I am still young, okay? Besides, there are only so many men in the Xin Sect from top to bottom, and they are still married.
Should I marry Yi Zong?"
Old Taoist priest Danqing slowly waved his fly whisk: "As long as you don't bother me, you can marry whoever you want. Also, next time you come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, remember not to shout and go straight in."
"Don't I respect you?"
"Respect? When you pulled out my beard when you were five or six years old, why didn't you take the words "respect the teacher and respect the principles" seriously?
The old Taoist priest didn't even look at me the whole time. He made a finger on his hand and the nebula behind him slowly opened up into a hole just big enough for two people to pass through.
Anyway, Yu Ling was so angry that he rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm: "Come on, Jiang Shu, this old Taoist priest is so confused, let's ignore him."
I was pulled in by Yu Ling without saying a word, but when we passed by the old Taoist priest Danqing, a cold hand suddenly grabbed my other arm: "Wait!"
I was shocked.
Although I can no longer remember Danyang, I still have a deep impression of the old Danqing Taoist priest in front of me.
He should be the senior brother of the 'Dan' generation. Six hundred years ago, he broke through the Nascent Soul stage and entered the 'Dongxu' realm where he could freely access the spiritual energy of the world and the world. He could even completely control the world within a limited area.
Of course, such a master is qualified to participate in that competition, but in the end he was defeated by Meng Wuchen with a sword and destroyed the Zi Mansion. I really didn't expect that he could still survive to this day.
The reason why I didn't say anything just now was actually because I was afraid that Dan Qing would find out. In the end, he still grabbed me.
Pretending to be surprised, I lowered my head to look at the painting: "Uncle, what are you..."
I saw the old Taoist priest looking at me expressionlessly and asking: "Jiang...Shu? I have never heard of this name, but the breath on your body makes me feel familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?"
Before I could answer, Yu Ling took over the words first: "How is that possible? Uncle Master, you are getting more and more confused as you get older. You haven't gone down the mountain for hundreds of years, but my junior brother is not even forty years old this year. See you.
Past? What's the matter, have you met him in a previous life?"
The expression on Danqing's face remained unchanged: "Maybe I just met him in his previous life, Jiang Shu, where are you from?"
I must answer according to the identity I made up: "I am from outside the customs. My hometown is in a small city on the edge of Heilongjiang. You may have never heard of me."
"On the edge of Heilongjiang? That's the boundary of Haixi Jurchen, the sphere of influence of the Five Immortals Shaman family."
I don’t know what he means by saying this out of the blue, to show me how good he is in history?
But after saying these words, he slowly loosened his hold on my hand: "I thought you were the reincarnation of one of my seniors or junior brothers, but since you were born outside the Guan, I must have thought wrong.
Already."
After he said this, I breathed a sigh of relief.
And I'm pretty good at acting. Especially after meeting Tong Ruoqing, I know how to act appropriately.
I was afraid that he would be suspicious, so I pretended to be curious and asked Danqing: "Uncle Master, why can't I be the reincarnation of your master or junior brother since I was born outside Guan?"
Danqing sighed softly: "Because Kunlun disciples have imprints on their souls. After death, their souls return to Mount Tai and enter the underworld. The underworld will also put our reincarnation area in the Central Plains and will not throw it so far outside the pass, let alone that
It is not the sphere of influence of Hades."
"I understand, I understand."
I pretended to understand and nodded: "Okay, uncle, let's go in first and wait for the disciples to come out before we say hello to you."
He gestured behind him with the fly whisk: "Go."
"Let's go, let's go."
Then Yuling pulled me and plunged into that wall. As soon as I plunged in, I felt darkness in front of my eyes. I thought it was because my eyes hadn't adapted to it, but after two seconds, I discovered that this space was completely black.
.
Black, but not completely dark. For example, when I turned my head and looked to the side, Yuling's body was covered with a faint layer of light, which just illuminated her whole body.
It felt a bit magical, but Yu Ling was a little used to it. As soon as he came in, he said to me: "I didn't scare you just now, did I? Uncle Danqing has been in the Sutra Pavilion for too long, and his brain is somewhat abnormal.
But he is also a poor man. He was about to ascend, but he was seriously injured. He finally recovered from his injuries and broke through to the realm of transformation. He was about to survive the catastrophe, but the path to ascension was no longer there. Alas...