After listening to Zhang Mu's words, the old Taoist priest seemed very relieved. He still had a smile on his face, giving people a very friendly feeling.
"Yes, that's right. It's the old way."
Zhang Mu also forgot about the monster for a while. After all, he could get himself here, which meant he could send himself away.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu said in surprise: "Taoist Master, can you send me back!"
The old Taoist shook his head and said with a smile: "No!"
"Why?"
Seeing Zhang Mu's face red with anger, the old Taoist waved the floating dust in his hand, as if there was no agitation in the world, only a place where the mind was calm and there was no brain.
"Boy, do you want to know why I recruited you?"
"right!"
The old man came over and his expression changed slightly. It was just like crying with joy, of course he was not that obvious.
Reaching out to touch Zhang Mu's cheek, the old Taoist nodded and sighed: "It's so similar!"
"I really want to look like who?"
The old Taoist waved his sleeves and said: "Boy, now you have also experienced all kinds of things in the world of immortality. But what you experience now is just a drop in the ocean, far less than one ten thousandth of what your ancestors experienced."
"Ancestor?"
The old Taoist explained in detail: "The old Taoist will tell you that you are not here for no reason. The body you are taking over now is not another person, but your same clan and clan. Therefore, you don't need to be more anxious. Now you are not helping others, but
Your Zhang family’s bloodline.”
Zhang Mu frowned and asked: "Bloodline of the Zhang family? Same family and same clan? Are you right? I am a person on earth, what do the people here have to do with me?"
The old Taoist said mysteriously: "Everything has a destiny. This may be a hidden definition. Neither you nor I can explain it clearly, but you do have this calamity."
Without waiting for Zhang Mu to speak, the old Taoist said sternly: "Now that you understand the purpose of coming here, I just want to ask you, are you scared and want to go back? It is better to continue walking until you reveal the truth one by one.
Moment."
"If I go back, will my aunt and I be reunited?"
"Won't!"
"Why not?"
"Do you know who was buried that day?"
Zhang Mu said calmly: "Auntie."
The old Taoist nodded approvingly and continued: "Isn't it possible that the old Taoist was seeking various ways that day to save your aunt's life? If you go back now, not only will the old Taoist be in trouble, but you will not be the one who dies."
After hearing this, Zhang Mu finally understood. Now that there are two ways, isn't there only one way to choose?
If I return to Earth and my aunt is gone, what will I do?
Rather than doing this, it would be better to break the magic in this world. With your own strength, return to your own place. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
"Taoist Master, I'll stay."
The old Taoist nodded happily and said: "Okay, I will tell you. You are not only you at this time, but also bear Zhang Mu's fate. Remember that you are not making a living for yourself, but for Zhang Mu and you.
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Zhang Mu nodded heavily and said: "I understand, I will definitely help him and me fulfill our wishes, even if it is a difficult road."
"Okay, okay, I won't say much more. Let me ask you, are you practicing the Qiankun Jue?"
Hearing this, Zhang Mu nodded and said, "Yes, could it be that you stayed here?"
"No matter where it comes from, I want to rely on your ability to reveal it in the future." After saying that, the old Taoist moved his hand casually, and a jade slip appeared in his hand.
"Here, take it."
Zhang Mu took it, and before he could ask, the old man told him.
"This is the Qingxin Jue that the old Taoist has learned. The Qiankun Jue you are practicing now is very violent and rebellious. I think one righteousness and one auxiliary can resolve it."
"Taoist Priest, I understand. But when can I return to my previous life?"
The old Taoist turned around and said in a loud voice: "Boy, remember, the old Taoist is not omnipotent. Whether you can go anywhere depends on you." After saying that, he disappeared.
"Taoist Priest, where are you going?"
"Haha... The old Taoist's visit this time is just a distraction. You can't wait for long. Besides, it won't be that simple again. Remember, from the moment you take the elixir, your suffering is destined to come."
"Be more careful in the future. I don't know how many evil spirits want to kill you. Remember, since the way of heaven is my way, if you want to become an immortal, you need to break it."
This voice echoed in Zhang Mu's ears, thinking that this would be the last time he saw the old Taoist. Of course, it was limited to the moment when he became a strong man, when he became an immortal.
"Tiandao, Feixian, can I do that?" After saying that, he sighed and leaned against the big tree in a daze.
I didn't expect that I was not that simple. I came here not only for myself, but more importantly for this idiot Zhang Mu.
"Damn, that's what it is. This kid is demented and can't carry a heavy burden. Your uncle..." Before he finished scolding, Zhang Mu frowned and said: "But if that's not the case, wouldn't it mean that I don't even have the chance now?"
there is none left?"
If Zhang Mu was not a demented child, would he still need his soul to live in his body? In other words, he would have been killed by a truck. He would have no chance to miss his aunt, let alone see her again.
After thinking about it, Zhang Mu showed a smile.
"Zhang Mu, if you stand firm for your dream, I will choke you! Aren't you in the world of immortality? You can't hold me back?"
As soon as he finished blowing, Zhang Mu turned to look at the place where the monsters had disappeared, and couldn't help but shudder.
"Holy crap, is it possible that there will be people chasing me in the future?"
Zhang Mu exhaled, wiped his nose and said, "Damn, it's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided, and there's no point in being afraid."
Then, I felt a burst of joy when I looked at the jade slip in my hand.
I saw that the entire body of the jade slip looked like white jade. Although I didn’t know the cultivation level of the old Taoist, he could have summoned himself from the earth. Could it be that he was from the God Realm.
I couldn't figure it out, so I had to look at the three words "Qingxin Jue" engraved on the jade slip. It was obviously similar to the Taoist mentality, and it happened to support each other with my own Qiankun Jue.
"Great." After saying that, he probed in with his spiritual consciousness.
After entering, there was nothing surprising. But when I found nothing, a stream of fresh air mixed with the spiritual consciousness was blasted out.
Zhang Mu only felt a roar in the sea of consciousness, and then slapped his forehead with his teeth, a look of pain on his face.
"Damn, what kind of mentality is this, old Taoist priest? Isn't it killing people?"
After that, I didn't feel anything special. I guess I must have entered the sea of consciousness with my spiritual consciousness.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu sat cross-legged and directly used the internal vision technique to observe inside the body. After seeing the normal rotation of the Xuhu Cauldron, he swam directly towards the sea of consciousness.
When I came to the sea of consciousness, I saw a paragraph of text, which was very concise. However, the meaning was so profound that I couldn't understand it for a while.
After finally reading a few paragraphs of text, I noticed the last paragraph: Initial Soul Condensation, Middle Soul Realm, High Spiritual Realm, Peak Soul, and Immortality in the Underworld.
The initial stage of soul condensation is like gathering three souls and seven souls together. As long as all the souls can be sublimated at once, they can reach the mid-term soul state.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu almost understood and exited the sea of consciousness.
"Condensing soul, soul realm, spirit realm, Yuan Shen, immortality... Yuan Shen is immortal?" He then guessed: "These are the five realms, and the corresponding ones are Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Yuanying.
..”
"No matter, let's put it away first." After putting it away, Zhang Mu heard a noise, looked around and saw an elk running past.
"I asked why there is no game. It turns out that it was caused by the appearance of monsters. Hey hey...here comes the little elk." As he said that, he quickly chased after the elk.
As he watched the elk run further and further away, he couldn't catch up with his current strength.
Zhang Mu patted the storage bag and took out the golden gourd. He then pulled out the stopper of the gourd and saw dozens of golden blades shooting out.
Then, he heard the elk's miserable cry, and Zhang Mu ran over with a heartless smile.
Gradually, in this cruel world of immortality, Zhang Mu no longer is a vague and ignorant boy. He has become aware of the jungle of the jungle in this world, and also understands that kindness can be had, but only when one has the ability.
After running over, he quickly took out his short blade and cut off the place where the gold blade penetrated. If the toxin from the gold blade penetrated, it would be broken.
Finally, there was quite a lot of venison left. I carried it to a fairly large open space and set up a bonfire to roast the elk.
After just waiting for the elk to be roasted, Zhang Mu had a full meal. Although it tasted slightly bland, the strong aroma of the elk was also a kind of enjoyment.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Mu finished eating the remaining venison and walked out of the forest.
I don’t know why I didn’t get lost this time, but it took me three hours to get out.
"Is this a horse thief's stronghold?"
Looking at the very familiar place in front of him, Zhang Mu knew that he was back.
I didn't expect that it would take less than half a stick of incense to ride the Dapeng Eagle, and then I would have to walk for several hours on foot. It seems that it is very important to have a bird or spirit beast to take the journey.
Now that he knew the road, Zhang Mu stopped staying and hurried towards the village.
After returning to the village, Zhang Mu received a burst of caring condolences from Xiner, which finally made him feel warm.
Zhang Mu originally planned to learn Qingfeng Valley just like this, but he didn't expect that he was a little attached to it. He was always greedily thinking about tomorrow after tomorrow, but how did he know how many tomorrows there were?
Just like this, I deceived myself, leaving tomorrow, leaving tomorrow. Half a month later.
On this day, Zhang Mu and Xiner were picking wild vegetables on the mountain. They were both singing a ditty at the same time, which was so comfortable that no one would want to leave!
Only the sound of laughter was heard echoing on the hillside.
"Douzi Mountain, playing tile drums, white rain falls on Yangping Mountain. White rain falls, marrying the dragon girl, Zhijuan, two feet five, half brother, half sister..."
The songs spread over and over again in the broken mountains.
Finally, Xiner took the basket and went down the mountain, preparing to make dinner first, while Zhang Mu cooked more wild vegetables before going back.
But who knows, this departure is already an unknown direction, and confusion is rippling in my mind...