Sword energy spans a hundred thousand miles The flow of the country is like a turtle and a snake, the way has a foundation and does not cut itself down.
The flow of the country is like a turtle and a snake, the way has a foundation and does not cut itself down.
On the country road, everyone is dressed in tattered clothes. One person smiles and is as happy as a god, while the other person smiles bitterly and is as happy as a god.
Zhou Yeqing looked at the torn clothes, looking a little distressed, looking forward and said helplessly.
"Old man, can you have some airs like a cultivator? I don't even remember how many times I've been beaten by you."
"Hehehe, what you cultivate in Taoism is your heart, you're just a stinker, it doesn't matter~"
After hearing the old man's indifferent words, Zhou Yeqing became furious, pulling at the black footprints on his clothes and questioning him.
"Then don't pretend to be drunk when someone is looking for trouble, and don't get into my arms when I hit someone with fists and kicks. That's nice to say~"
When the old man was questioned by Zhou Yeqing, he smiled brightly, glanced behind him instructingly, and raised his beard.
"How dare you say that! Even an old bastard can't handle it, and he still wants to fight for his master."
When Zhou Yeqing heard the old man mention this problem, he waved his hands and gave up, not wanting to argue anymore. The old man turned his head with satisfaction, and then... then he stepped on the air and fell into the rice field next to him.
In the mountains and wilderness, many people gathered around a river ditch, dressed simply, and there seemed to be constant crying.
"Gou baby~ What's wrong with you? You can't leave your mother behind~..."
In the crowd, a peasant woman held an unconscious child and cried so loudly that her lungs were broken. Everyone around her felt sad and said anxiously.
"Where did the little master go? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"It seems that I went to see the old drunkard. He just got into the water and had a fight. He didn't win."
"It's harmful~this..."
The crowd looked left and right, unable to wait for anyone to come, and anxiously paced back and forth on the river bank.
The old man was still walking in front. He was covered in mud. He stopped drinking, stopped talking, and lost his smile. His shoes were still dragging. Zhou Yeqing followed behind him, also calm and focused on the road.
, and after a while, the two arrived.
"Ouch! Master, you are here, you... what are you?"
Everyone rushed forward, but when they saw the old man's appearance, they were speechless for a moment. The old man shook his sleeves, feeling bad, and ignored anyone, and walked straight towards the peasant woman and the child.
When the peasant woman saw the old man coming, she put down the child and knelt on the ground, touching her face with her hands, kowtowing tremblingly, her eyes blank and dull.
She is blind.
The old man didn't have a good look at him before, but he softened when he saw the peasant woman and quickly reached out to help her up.
"What are you doing? Get up."
"Master Wine~ You have to save my little dog. I can do anything you want, even if you sacrifice your life."
After leading the woman to someone else, the old man knelt down and looked at the unconscious child.
The child was young, not yet ten years old. At this moment, his eyes were closed and his face was ashen. The old man opened his mouth again and saw that although the child was unconscious, his teeth were still clenched tightly. Then he looked again
After a few glances, he stood up and walked towards the river bank.
"Old man, how are you?" Zhou Yeqing followed behind the old man and asked.
"How did you find out?!"
Zhou Yeqing thought about it for a moment and continued: "The aunt said that there is no food at home, and she has been in poor health recently. Gouwa said that he would come to the river to catch some fish to replenish her health. Later, a farmer saw a pair of feet.
It floats upside down in the river, and when you pull it up, you will see that it is a dog."
"I see, this kid's life has been bought." The old man stared at the river and said leisurely.
"Ah? What do you mean?"
"Go and look at his hand. He must be holding something."
Zhou Yeqing came to the child suspiciously, and when he looked at it, he was shocked. Sure enough, he squeezed the child tightly with both hands and struggled to break it open. He actually held a few stones in his hand.
"Really! I have stones in my hand, three on the left and seven on the right."
The old man stretched out his hand to call Zhou Yeqing over, and said with a smile: "You bastard, do you know why this is?" Zhou Yeqing shook his head, not understanding.
As if preaching and imparting knowledge, the old man preached carefully: "There are many spirits and monsters in the mountains. They usually transform into shapes through cultivation, and then attain the Tao and become immortals. However, because the spirits and monsters are all in the form of beasts, they cannot have the body of the Tao. This is an innate flaw.
Because of this, it is still important to cultivate the human body. Generally, spirits and monsters can only take form as they advance in the Tao, but some can't stand the loneliness for thousands of years and choose to take the wrong path, that is, to cultivate the form."
“To nourish the body with the shape?”
"Well, the shape will nourish the shape."
Seeing that Zhou Yeqing was still a little puzzled, the old man explained patiently: "The so-called nourishing the body with the body means taking the soul of a person and keeping it in the body. The spirit and monster use this to seek closeness and kill the stage of transformation."
"Then what does the stone in Gouwa's hand mean?"
"How long a person lives is recorded in the book of life and death in the underworld. Spirits harm people and steal their souls. They are going against the will of heaven and will be struck by fire and lightning from the sky. However, they generally confuse mortals, that is, they do
Deal, look at the kid's left three, seven right, and see if he matches the number of his soul. This is money to buy your life. You can hide it from the sky and avoid the punishment of heaven."
"Old man, can that dog boy be saved?"
The old man didn't look too nervous. He sat down casually on the bank of the river, took off the gourd and washed it in the river water, getting rid of the mud that had been thrown on it.
"You haven't hit it before?"
"Um."
"Go and call back yourself."
After saying that, the old man leaned on the stone by the river and drank, as if he didn't care.
Everyone on the river bank looked at the old man's behavior and wondered why, and their eyes were also focused on Zhou Yeqing.
First he looked at the old man, then back at the child lying on the ground. Zhou Yeqing was facing the river with a heavy look in his eyes. He had already gone down to fight with that old bastard before, but this turtle was a bit wise, and he was covered in tortoise shells.
Indestructible, Zhou Yeqing could not break the armor, but was teased by it.
With a squeeze in his hand, Zhou Yeqing held a bunch of thunder. This was taught by the old man. It is a Tiangang technique, called Calling the Sky. Previously, Zhou Yeqing was pretended to be a gourd by the old man and ran away. As a deal, he agreed to teach him the technique.
, but Zhou Yeqing has never called him "Master". When he is happy, he calls him "Old Man", and when he is not happy, he calls him "Old Man" directly. All because he wants the gourd but the old man doesn't give it to him. If he doesn't give it to him, he insists on it, and he has been here for so many years in a muddle-headed manner.
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The moving sky is actually a thunder technique. The old man said that an old friend exchanged it with him. Since he has already practiced the world method, it would be a waste for him to keep this Tiangang technique. He might as well pass it on to Zhou Yeqing.
Over the years, Zhou Yeqing has integrated Dongtian and Jingsongyi, and found that the two are extremely suitable, almost complementing each other. Jingsongyi is like a suit of armor, with more than enough defense but not enough murderous aura, but Dongtian solves the problem perfectly.
This problem makes the indestructible armor equipped with soldiers' spears. Once you defend and attack, you are also indestructible!
With a deep breath in his heart, Zhou Yeqing's eyes flashed with lightning, he stood up in an instant, broke the water with a sound, and rushed towards the river.
Stay still and let yourself fall in the river until your feet touch the bottom of the river.
There was little light in the river, and he could see less than ten steps. Zhou Yeqing was fearless and stood in the river, waiting, looking around. It was like this in silence until a few water bubbles appeared for no reason at one place on the river bed.
The water bubbles were crystal clear and floating upwards. Zhou Yeqing tightened his fists and headed for that place decisively!
"Bang~" There was a sudden explosion from the river, and water vapor rose hundreds of feet.
Everyone was frightened by this sound and dispersed in a panic. Only the peasant woman knelt on the ground, crawled to the child, and held him tightly in her arms.
"Mother is here...Mother is here..."
The old man looked at the splash in the water with great interest and took a sip of wine with satisfaction.
The dust and sand in the river stirred up, and the river water was like a rising tide, constantly testing the bottom line of the shore. As the situation became more and more intense, the river water became more and more uneasy.
"Boom~" There was another explosion in the river! Accompanied by a huge thing breaking out of the water, it was a giant turtle.
Zhou Yeqing held the giant turtle with one hand, a flash of lightning flashed under his feet, and with a sudden force of his arm, the giant turtle came out of his hand and slammed into the shore.
The giant turtle exposed its body. The old man glanced casually at first, but then he sat up in shock!
"You bastard! Stop!"
Zhou Yeqing was a little puzzled when the old man called him to stop, and then he saw the old man coming towards here in a hurry.
The old man came closer and looked at the giant turtle carefully, with a look of horror on his face, just because there was a black snake on the turtle!
This exactly corresponds to the appearance of Xuanwu, the Taoist protector god.
There is a saying in an ancient book: "The bullfighting girl has the body of a tortoise and a snake on the wall of her room, so it is called Xuanwu."
The giant turtle showed its body and was not afraid. It raised its head and stretched out its arms, facing the two people. There were black snakes around its body, and it also faced them with its head raised.
"Old man, what's wrong?"
The old man seemed not to have heard Zhou Yeqing's words. He just stared at the turtle and snake in front of him with genuine fear.
"Let's not worry about this matter." After a while, the old man bowed to the turtle and snake and said.
The lightning in Zhou Yeqing's hand did not dissipate as he stared at the tortoise and snake in front of him with stern eyes.
"No matter what? What should I do with the dog?!"
The old man's expression remained unchanged, he sighed deeply and said: "This is the dharma body of the Northern Emperor. You and I, Taoists, must not make mistakes."
Although Zhou Yeqing was dissatisfied after hearing the old man's words, he dared not speak out in anger. The Northern Emperor was Xuanwu, the protector of Taoism. To fight against it would be tantamount to destroying the very foundation of the Taoism.
"Old man! This is not the Xuanwu True Monarch at all. Just look at it. How could the Great Northern Emperor do something that steals people's souls? It's obviously a fake."
The old man was suspicious, but finally put away the gourd. It's like you know that the Buddha in front of you is fake, but because you have Buddha in your heart, you can't take action against him, otherwise the Taoism will be lost and the foundation will be destroyed.
People cannot question their own way.
The peasant woman also heard the conversation between the two and understood the meaning of the words. They didn't care. She burst into tears and crawled over, grabbing Zhou Yeqing's legs tightly and crying.
"Little master, two masters, no! My baby is still young, he can't die."
"You tell the Immortal, you tell the Immortal, I will exchange my life for it, I don't blame you, I don't want you to bear the blame, I will exchange it! I will exchange it!"
The peasant woman was blind. She held on to Zhou Yeqing's trouser legs tightly, fearing that if he let go, he would run away and her child would never come back.
"Old man, what is the purpose of cultivating Taoism?! Are you just going to let innocent people suffer?"
"I don't understand! I don't understand! This is not my way!"
Zhou Yeqing helped the peasant woman up, wiped the dust off her body, and watched her cry. His heart tightened, and he vaguely saw Huang Qing'er, his mother, many years ago.
"It's okay, don't cry, I won't leave." The peasant woman heard someone comforting her.
Zhou Yeqing blocked the peasant woman behind him and faced the menacing turtles and snakes on the river bank, fearlessly.
The boy he once was has grown up, his back is thick and broad, and he can hold a mother.