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Chapter 47 Let's talk, how about Qi Wuhuo?

Qi Wuhuo looked quietly at the hazy mist in front of him, not doubting the authenticity of the teacher's words.

Since many senior brothers have perished in this world, and the teacher is just waiting for them to cultivate themselves and realize themselves, waiting for them to recall the teachings of the past in order to find their true heart, then he will not be different. The old man and he walked together for a while.

On the higher hillside, when I turned around, I saw the wind and rain shrouding the tomb.

The misty cold mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, as if heaven and earth are connected.

The feeling of desolation on the road arises spontaneously.

The old man said gently: "Those who seek the next one should practice until the three flowers gather on the top of the head, the five qi move towards the yuan, the three thousand gongs are completed, and the eight hundred actions are completed. They can become immortals and be called emperors and deities. The one who seeks the highest one is

Follow the path pointed out to you by my master, and be unobstructed along the way. You will survive three disasters, seven tribulations and eight difficulties, and you will be able to reach Xuandu."

"But after all, that is the path I have pointed out to you. You cannot be more than a teacher."

"If you take the path of riding..."

The old man's voice paused slightly.

Then he said gently: "Maybe you can see my back."

Seeing that Qi Wuhuo seemed to be about to speak, the old man raised his hand to stop him and said with a gentle smile:

"However, you don't have to give your answer now. Even if you say it, I won't listen."

"You just need to keep your own choice in mind."

"When they were young, most of them were arrogant and had ambitions to reach the top."

"Having never seen the world and seen thousands of sentient beings, these words cannot be taken to be true."

The old man suddenly joked again: "Anyway, no matter which path you choose in the end, you are not qualified to make a choice until the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are in the realm of the yuan. As for the three-carrying heavenly avenue just now? That one

...I just want to listen to you."

The young Taoist couldn't help but his face froze, and then he saw that the old man's sleeves and robes were soaked by the rain. He shook his head, raised his hand to help the old man tidy up the clothes, and said:

"The teacher is really like a child."

The old man couldn't help laughing loudly:

"You also look like an old man."

The young Taoist priest in blue water cloud clothes was helpless, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old man stopped laughing and sighed, stroking his beard and saying, "Now it's time for you to know my name."

The old man looked gentle and said:

"You are of my highest lineage."

"Xuanmen is the highest and supreme."

Qi Wuhuo said, "I know."

The old man was slightly startled at first, and then smiled freely: "Yes, you could have guessed it a long time ago."

The young Taoist replied: "Although I don't know much about Taoism, the gods of the Sanqing Dynasty are worshiped by the common people, so I know that I can use such a tone to comment on all things and gods, and treat the two Taoist ancestors Shangqing and Yuqing equally.

If he is not an extremely arrogant madman, he is the only one who is also one of the Three Pure Taoist ancestors."

The old man nodded gently, then looked at the scenery in the distance and said:

"However, after you leave as a master, you are not allowed to reveal your master's heritage, nor are you allowed to say your Taoist name."

"[Tao Name] is my master's expectation for you, but it is not your own identity."

"Identity is something that you have to acquire by yourself, just like cultivation, you need to cultivate it by yourself."

The old man's voice was gentle and calm, but his words had a sense of force: "After all, if you reveal your identity, then everyone inside and outside the Three Realms will give you access to heaven, materials, and earthly treasures. Whatever you ask for will be given to you."

, if you encounter difficulties in practice, the Buddhas of the nine heavens and ten earths will help you, the emperors of the five directions will help you, and the twenty-eight constellations will respect you."

"What you see is biased and what you practice is smooth, then you may be able to reach the state of three flowers gathering at the top very quickly."

"But such practice is just like the treasures of heaven and earth, simply accumulating magic power."

"The mind is immature, or like a flower indoors. Although it is in full bloom, it cannot withstand the frost and snow. It is just a [thing to enjoy]."

"No one like Yuqing would do this if he dotes on his disciples."

"On the contrary, Shangqing has a soft ear and an open-minded temperament, and chooses to do nothing. Since doing nothing, then naturally I can do anything. Although there is nothing I can't do, every move I make is in line with the Dao. If you are destined to meet me in the future, I will be happy to see you.

Just say a few words and talk about favors, and you may not know if he will give you some small connections."

"However, the disciples trained in this way cannot even pass the eight difficulties, and may even have no hope of reaching the realm of earthly immortals, let alone higher ones?"

The old man put his palm on the young Taoist's head and rubbed it, hoping: "Only your own strength and status can make the practitioners in the world respect you, respect you, fear you, and revere you. You are yours alone."

Can you understand that my own Xuanwei Taoist, Taoist Master Wu Huo, is not that young disciple of Tai Shang's lineage?"

"Yuyang's five-hundred-year plan has been completed, and he has become a master of the people, a master of the country, and the title of Heavenly Master."

"Yu Miao climbed up to the sky and made enemies in the sky. They fought all the way to Lei Mansion. One of the thirty-six thunder generals of Yuxu Lei Mansion had to personally take action to defeat them. They all relied on themselves. They didn't even know

I never used my Taoist name for my identity. Yumiao only learned about my identity after being rescued by Xuandu, so if she is willing to let go, I am willing to wait for her."

"Speaking of which, there is another senior brother that you want to meet on your own."

The old man took out a jade slip and handed it to him, and whispered a few words. The two looked into the distance, and the young man accepted the jade slip.

The old man said gently: "Teacher will show you how to get started."

"What is it for? Is there another troublemaker who is dominating the Three Realms?"

"That's not my disciple."

"Since you accept disciples and preach the gospel, you always expect disciples to come to you."

"In fact, master and disciple are also a kind of Taoist friends."

"But I don't want to just have another vassal. If you really get to the point where you are surrounded by immortals and gods, I will destroy your natural talent. I did it wrong."

The young Taoist could hear the infinite hope in these words.

The sky was dark, the wind and rain were heavy, and the old man raised his hand to point to the road ahead.

My disciple has countless people to meet and hundreds of thousands of miles of mortal world to travel. My master will be waiting for you in the farthest place.

This road was not straight, not clean, and was mostly muddy. It extended into the endless wind and rain. It was hazy in the mist. The old man originally seemed to let him walk alone, but in the end he said gently: "Wu Huo, finally let's go again."

Let’s go together for a while.”

Qi Wuhuo nodded: "Yeah."

The old man held an umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain. An old man and a young man, both wearing Taoist robes, walked forward.

"Speaking of which, Taoist sects always have precepts. Only those who have received the precepts are the disciples of my Taoist sect."

"There are three precepts, five precepts, ten precepts, twenty-seven precepts, one hundred and eighty precepts, three hundred major precepts, and one thousand two hundred correct precepts."

"The purpose is to prevent evil and prevent evil, protect good and destroy evil."

"However, this is a conditioned precept, and there is another kind of non-action and no-achieving precept. The requirements for practitioners are still quite high. [If you know and understand the Dharma, it is empty and still after all, which is the right precept.] Wuhuo may not be confused in the future.

You can uphold the right precepts. It is basically non-action. If you don’t uphold it, you will naturally not commit any offense. If you don’t commit any offense, you can avoid upholding it. It’s not possible now…”

"Finally, I have to give you a commandment."

"This is my commandment to you, and it is also my expectation for you."

"It's the request of the disciples of the Taishang lineage."

"It's also your original heart, your obsession, and your disaster that won't change even if it's just a dream."

"So this is a Dharma and precept that only you have to uphold."

The old man held an umbrella, looked at the young man next to him, suppressed his gentle smile, and said in a serious tone with a vague and distant tone:

"My disciple Xuan Wei practices the righteous Dharma."

"Whenever you act in harmony with Heaven's heart, you always practice great kindness and overcome adversity."

"Can you hold on?"

After a long time, the young man answered, "Yes."

The old man laughed: "He is my disciple."

………………

This heavy rain was majestic. After a long, long time passed, many spiritual people in the mountains realized that their vitality had returned to normal. It was no longer the same as before, and they came back cautiously. Looking from a distance, they saw

In the wind and rain, someone was walking with an umbrella, and they all held their breath subconsciously. They saw the young Taoist wearing a blue water cloud suit, with cloud sleeves hanging down, carrying a sword box on his back, slowly walking alone on the avenue.

At this time, I was holding my own umbrella to protect myself from the wind and rain.

The young man's body is upright.

The road is desolate.

I walk alone.


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