Liu Qiao ignored them and said to the disciple behind him, "Observe carefully and understand carefully."
The disciple asked in confusion: "Master, I am stupid. What should we observe?"
Liu Qiao looked at Ying Zheng, who was working hard to govern, and said: "You can know your destiny in ten years, your life and death in a hundred years, and the rise and fall of your dynasty in a thousand years."
"Every plant and tree is Tao. Only by experiencing the world of mortals can we have enough understanding to understand the artistic conception of Tao."
When the disciple heard this, he was silent for a long time.
If you don't become an immortal, you will eventually turn into a cup of loess.
"Only when you see the true face of the prosperous world of mortals can you truly have a Taoist heart." Liu Qiao said to the disciples behind him.
The world of mortals is full of prosperity, but the most charming thing is the eyes. Without a firm heart to seek truth, you will ultimately be unable to defeat your inner demons.
Only by allowing these disciples to see the true face of prosperity in the world in advance can they have a chance to achieve enlightenment and become immortals.
Liu Qiao and his disciples quietly watched the changes of the Qin Dynasty over the years.
He himself also needs experience in the world of mortals to cultivate a Taoist heart. Liu Qiao's realm has improved so quickly that it is equivalent to completing the journey that others took ten years in one year.
If you don't have enough mental state to control your power, you will eventually end up with no power but no idea how to use it.
Liu Qiao and his party bought a courtyard. Every day they plunged into the world of mortals and experienced the seven emotions of the world.
Some people choose to become scholars, and they are high-spirited, giving guidance and inspiring writing.
Some people choose to become doctors, saving lives and healing the wounded every day, adding a little comfort to their hearts.
Liu Qiao did not choose any wealthy businessman, but chose his old profession: "divine calculation".
A heart that had lost all its prosperity, he was no longer a prime minister in heaven, nor a true immortal, but chose to experience the fate that he had just passed by.
If you go out to a stall during the day, choose a bustling market.
Liu Qiao was wearing a yellow mandarin jacket, cloth shoes, and gray hair. He looked like a middle-aged man. A square table was spread out, and a red cloth was covered with the symbols of Yin and Yang Bagua.
On the old bamboo pole on the right, there is a poem hanging: "The iron mouth is cut straight, and the world's affairs are settled."
Every day, many women, children and the elderly come to ask about trivial matters. Why has their child run away? Where has the old hen that I raised gone?
Liu Qiao was not upset and patiently answered these questions in detail. These mortals in the world of misery often gave crops to grateful farmers.
What makes Liu Qiao dumbfounded is that the reward for doing these things is often: a few copper coins, home-grown fruits, and even home-grown eggs.
They were from poor families and could not give him any gold or silver, so they all gave Liu Qiao the only precious things they had.
As word of mouth spread among the people, the reputation of "Liu Daxian" on the outskirts of Xianyang Palace became more and more popular. Every time Liu Qiao returned to the courtyard, he would see a big bird laughing so hard that he could not stand upright.
"Hahaha, Liu Daxian! Liu Qiao, what do you think? The majestic Prime Minister of Heaven becomes Liu Banxian in the mortal world?"
Jin Peng laughed so hard that he burst into tears because he wanted to let the people in heaven know that Liu Qiao, whom everyone admired, was doing something great in the room. He was afraid that Liu Qiao's original aloof persona would collapse on the spot.
"Go, go, sir, I have never forgotten my original intention." Liu Qiao's head was covered with black lines, and he stared at the golden-winged roc, which was already laughing. His tone was unkind.
Liu Qiao's daily life is very regular. He goes out to the stall early in the morning and returns at sunset.
After the trouble, Liu Qiao took advantage of the sunset to start practicing basic sword techniques every day. After practicing, he began to study all the sword techniques from the self-proclaimed god to the Qin Dynasty.
After studying each book of swordsmanship carefully, Liu Qiao's understanding of the way of swordsmanship is closer to that of Tao. The sharp sword light is like a long dragon entrenched, and it is tempered to become sharper and purer.
Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Liu Qiao had already transformed the sword energy he received a hundred years ago into his own sword intention.
Six matching swords were given to Liu Qiao. The gold Yuan mixed with Jin Qi was handed over to Liu Qiao in one breath.
After swallowing it, he learned the way of the Five Elements Sword Immortal.
Liu Qiao had already opened the upper, middle and lower dantian. The upper dantian (Niwan Palace) protects the soul, the middle dantian contains the immortal sword and sword energy, and the lower dantian focuses on improving his own cultivation.
As soon as his mind moved, the fairy sword in his hand disappeared into Zi Mansion. The soul and the sword spirit were integrated into one, and they truly acted like an arm.
The sword-controlling skills that Liu Qiao had longed for had long been accomplished, and from now on, he could roam the vast world.
One sword can break mountains, overturn seas, kill immortals, and cut away all the injustices in your heart.
Naturally, Xun Xin was surprised when he perfected his supernatural powers. Liu Qiao pinched a sword in his hand, and Xun Longjian instantly grew in size and floated in front of him.
He jumped up and stood firmly on Xunlong. He moved the sword technique in his hand again, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of miles of mountains passed by his feet like phantoms.
Jin Peng only felt a little incredible. When Liu Qiao was flying with his sword, he was also following him, but his speed was actually slightly inferior.
Jin Peng only felt that his life was dark, but he also thought that he might be able to escape with his quickness.
My originally restless heart has completely calmed down. Isn't it because I don't have freedom? If there is anything I can't accept, just let nature take its course.
Jin Peng brainwashed himself and calmed down his mood.
When I think about the monster in front of me who hasn't even practiced for three thousand years, and when I think about how I have been practicing for ten thousand years, I can't help but feel sad. I feel that I have practiced like a dog, not even as good as the person in front of me.
(Chi***, Guangchengzi and others sent cordial greetings.)
Liu Qiao packed up his stall early that day and took Jin Peng and Chang Long to Ying Zheng's palace alone.
"Master, have you become a true immortal?"
Chang Long saw Liu Qiao's clothes fluttering, his body fragrant, and his otherworldly aura as if he did not belong to this world, as if he was about to ascend.
"Well, it was a matter of course two years ago." Liu Qiao said calmly.
"Master, my disciple is stupid. I can't break through the level of a true immortal. I can't convert all my magic power into immortal power, let alone condense my immortal body." Chang Long was secretly worried, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with his master.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alas, Master had a great opportunity. Once he had an epiphany, he was able to extract all his magic power into pure form." Liu Qiao comforted him and slowly told a secret.
Tao Lai.
"To become a true immortal, you must first have the opportunity to become a true immortal. Without the opportunity, even Guangchengzi and the Holy Mother of Golden Light will be stuck in cultivating immortal energy throughout their lives and will not be able to achieve the body of a true immortal.
Those who take golden elixirs and immortal fruits to refine and increase their power for hundreds of years at a time will not be able to develop immortal energy even if their magic power is mixed."
Chang Long felt much better now and carefully observed the situation in the hall.
Today, the once high-spirited Qin Shihuang is already fifty-six years old.
He is no longer as energetic as he was when he first became a Zen monk. His hair is gray and his face has obviously gained many wrinkles.
The power on his body became even more terrifying, and even the officials in the DPRK had to be cautious when talking to him.
"Pass my instructions to search for the elixir and method of immortality through capable people and strangers all over the world." Ying Zheng clearly felt that his body was not as good as before, and he still had a trace of the thought of eternal life in his eyes.
After receiving the order, Li Si was very troubled. He was a representative figure of Legalism. Where could he find the elixir for becoming an immortal?
Ten years ago, Li Si and Ying Zheng were scolded by the Confucian scholars because of what happened at the Zen Ceremony. The country was even more perilous, and Ying Zheng was able to suppress these riots with great talent and strategy.
Li Si did not dare to think about the terrible consequences of searching for the so-called "elixir" by himself. But he was helpless. The talented and sagacity monarch in front of him could no longer listen to any words of persuasion.
At that time, a veteran minister who had made great achievements in the first battle in the court tried to persuade him to do this, but Ying Zheng scolded him angrily. In recognition of his hard work and merit, he was dismissed and returned to his hometown.
Ying Zheng, who is approaching his longevity, looks like a dying dragon. Anyone who dares to say that the elixir is fake will suffer his thunderous wrath.