Marvel's Cultivator

The misty morning mist flows among the mountains, and in the bamboo forest, a figure holding a long sword is dancing.Since that day, this old Taoist priest has become more and more vigorous. The mist in the forest flows with the wind of the sword, bringing up dry fallen leaves, just like a legendary martial arts master.

A cold light flashed, and with a thrust of the long sword in his hand, the blade easily pierced through the bamboo. At that moment, dead leaves were flying, and a sword mark was clearly visible on the ground.

The old Taoist let go of the long sword, raised his hand and stroked his gray beard, calmed down, looked at the blade of the sword pierced into the bamboo, and thought deeply.

The soft sword breaks the bamboo and I can do it when I am young, but now that my body is nearly [-] years old, my body is radiant again, and I still feel extremely shocked in my heart. The sword energy that originally only existed in martial arts novels can one day be in my body. Hand waved.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but I don't think it's the first glimpse of the door." A flat compliment suddenly came out of the cloud.

The old Taoist was startled, and suddenly heard the sound and looked.

I saw the clouds and mist surging, slowly turning into a human figure, and a figure walking out slowly.

It was still the familiar cyan Taoist robe, everything seemed like yesterday, and it was unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Morning, Li Daochang."

Liu Yuan also ignored the Taoist priest's reaction, and greeted casually. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the long sword on the bamboo, pulled it out casually, and held it in his hand.

The Taoist thought about it for a while, then bowed his head, and said very solemnly: "Young Li Xinyi, I have met my senior!"

Liu Yuan looked at the old Taoist priest who was saluting in front of him, and remained silent for a while. As the third elder of the Moshan Sect, among the disciples he had met, none of them looked like youths. Only the Nascent Soul Stage deacon inside the door is left.

Elderly monks whose cultivation base is below Yuanying will not have much time to contact them, but everything has a beginning, which is not difficult to accept.

When the master went to meet those old seniors in the world of cultivating immortals, it was probably the same situation, he thought so.

Turning his eyes back to the person in front of him, he swallowed some of the words on his lips, Liu Yuan sighed slightly, and raised his hand to signal: "Get up."

Hearing the words, the old Taoist straightened up very swiftly, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground. It seems that the senior did not care about the offense at the beginning. Now recalling the experience of that day, it also makes his spine shivers.

At that time, I thought it was just an illusory dream, but the next day I found that there was really a fairy book next to my bed. I didn't know whether it was excitement or shock.

If he had known it was not a dream, even if the master came, he would not dare to be so presumptuous, and even call him a brother, the patriarch would smoke in anger when he knew it.

Liu Yuan didn't care what he was thinking, but just cast a sliver of consciousness and glanced at the junior in front of him.

Refining gas, the initial stage of rotation

The old Taoist priest has only half a foot into the threshold of cultivating immortals, but this is one in a million mortals, but at his current age, he can't go far.

Unless he can directly ascend to the golden core within a few decades, otherwise, with his foundation of only a few decades, he will only have the result of exhaustion of life essence and death.

Although it cannot be said that this is not impossible, but if it really happens, I am afraid it will cause a shock in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, the most outstanding Tianjiao has cultivated the golden core in 67, and he still has the heavenly root and the heavenly spirit body. case.

Just relying on the conditions of an old Taoist to surpass the record, it is probably like the probability of life appearing on planets in the universe.

Moreover, although the cultivation of a single spiritual root is fast, most of them stop at the Nascent Soul, and a very small number of people can reach out of the body and distract their minds.

"Are there any puzzles in cultivation? I still have time, so I can explain it to you..." Liu Yuan didn't plan to accept disciples, but he was just teaching some basic things, which didn't violate the sect's rules. After all, these things can be regarded as public teaching materials in the world of cultivating immortals.

However, in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, this fact is really touching. I didn't expect that the senior, regardless of the past, not only gave the fairy book, but also explained it to himself. I really don't know how to repay such kindness!

At noon, Liu Yuan ate a meal in the Taoist temple as usual, but the old Taoist seemed flattered, and asked patiently what he wanted to eat, for fear that the reception would not be good. .

"Eating is not necessary for me, everything will be fine as usual." Seeing the flustered look of the old Taoist priest, Liu Yuan was also slightly relieved.

But all this is not to be blamed on the old Taoist. After all, people in the world can only understand and imagine the cultivation of immortals from ancient books and novels. It is common sense to have many misunderstandings. common fantasies.

"Why are you hiding so far away?" Liu Yuan asked speechlessly, looking at the old Taoist priest with a small table beside him.

"Ah?! How dare you sit at the same table as senior." The old Taoist said hesitantly.

Hearing his explanation, Liu Yuan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at him like this, he looks like a bully who eats and drinks in the Water Margin. However, it is not uncommon to encounter a similar situation. After all, the old Taoist has practiced Taoism all his life and has never seen it before. Such an incredible thing.

"You are the host and I am the guest, which seems rude to me." Liu Yuan said with a look of embarrassment.

It has to be said that he still has some talent in manipulating people's hearts.

As soon as the old Taoist heard this, he hurriedly leaned over and said apologetically, "This junior made his own decision."

"I'm not your master, so you don't have to be so cautious, just be casual. I still like the way I saw you when I first met you. Can you restore it?" Liu Yuan put some food into the Taoist's bowl like an elder, staring at you. he asked.

"Don't dare!" The old Taoist blinked, took a deep breath, straightened his waist and cupped his hands.

Liu Yuan smiled slightly, and said relaxedly: "This is decent, aspirants, you can talk about etiquette, but you don't need to bow your knees."

When I started cultivating immortals at the beginning of the year, I was like this, but the master's face turned green with anger, and he almost didn't have a good meal.

"Junior understands." The old Taoist replied, and did not salute again.

After eating, the two were silent, Liu Yuan found a clean corner and began to meditate with his eyes closed, with a sword across his lap.

The Taoist didn't know why, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only sit aside and wait, looking at the colorful light flowing around Liu Yuan, he felt full of energy and clear mind, but he didn't have any feeling about his own cultivation, just I feel my body keeps getting better.

"Master, the interviewer from the TV station is here!" A voice broke the silence at noon.

When the disciple arrived at the door, the old Taoist priest had already opened the door, and his body occupied the center of the entire door to prevent the disciple from noticing what was going on inside.

I saw him stroking his beard, looking at the disciple in front of him, and commanding calmly: "I'll be there later, you go first."

"Yes, master!" The disciple replied, and ran away like flying, and went back to report.

The old Taoist retreated into the room, carefully closed the door, and looked back, Liu Yuan had already stood up, holding the sword in his right hand.

"There is business in the Taoist temple, and this junior is going to be busy."

Liu Yuan nodded, holding a sword flower in his hand, walked up to the old Taoist priest and handed out the sword.

"Well, go, I should go too, this sword is given to you, although it is not a magic weapon, but it is suitable for you."

"Thank you senior for gifting the sword. Today's teaching and kindness will be remembered in this life!" The old Taoist took the long sword with both hands and said solemnly.

Liu Yuan didn't respond, but just patted him on the shoulder, nodded slightly, and said, "Don't lose your heart, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and turned into a breeze, disappearing without a trace.

The Daoist was stunned for a while...