The Fu of Killing Immortals Through Time Traveling

Chapter 9 From Simplified to Xiaozhuan

The sun is particularly bright, warm and comfortable on the body.

The silhouettes of two people melted into the mottled tree shadows, occasionally exposed to the golden sunlight, and occasionally walked by the winding stream, smelling the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the gurgling water, it is infinite enjoyment,

Along the way, Xiao Qing digested the news he heard from Sugar Maple, thinking about how to take the next road. The scenery on this island is very beautiful, almost [-]% or [-]% of it is covered by forests, only the east side of the island There is a small plateau left on a small mountain range.

Zhao Shanbai lives here, and from what Tang Feng said, he can only live there.

Of course Xiao Qing didn't take Tang Feng's so-called sleeping with Zhao Shanbai to heart, but he understood that the person who would teach him how to practice in the future must be Zhao Shanbai, perhaps because of psychological reasons, he felt a little While not quite getting used to it, I secretly felt a little happy.

Zhao Shanbai treated him well, no matter what the reason was, he took note of the other party's benefits for the time being.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Qing followed Sugar Maple to the east of the island, turned his head slightly to look at the infinitely beautiful sunrise, his lips curled up slightly, showing a soft smile, looking at Under the incoming sunlight, circles of hazy yellow and warm brilliance were reflected.

Zhao Shanbai, who stood on a high mountain and looked down, had a panoramic view of it, silently curled the corners of his lips, and watched Xiao Qing and Tang Feng come over quietly.

"Good morning, senior brother." Tang Feng gave her senior brother Leng Bingbing a bright and open smile without hesitation.

Zhao Shanbai nodded slightly to her, and then his eyes fell on Xiao Qing. The latter did not say hello hypocritically, but intentionally or unintentionally concealed the question of address. The name seems a bit strange.

"From today onwards, I'll teach you how to cultivate." With a soft and deep voice, Zhao Shanbai got to the point quickly, looking at Xiao Qing with a cold and indifferent expression, "Tell me first, do you know what cultivating immortals is?"

Xiao Qing frowned, adjusted his language, and spoke out the knowledge he heard from Bai Ziren, "There are seven levels of immortality, Yunling, Xiantian, Zifu, Lingji, Yuanshen, Lianxu, Tianxian, and when you reach Tianxian You can become a fairy and enter the fairy world of the outer sky, and there is another stage in the fairy world."

Cultivating immortals is a path recognized by the cultivators of the Tang Dynasty, but in fact there are countless forks in it, such as becoming a demon, becoming a Buddha, failing to break through the stage of immortality but saving one's life and becoming a loose immortal, and so on.

Xiao Qing didn't say them out, and he only knew bits and pieces of other information that he should know on the road to cultivating immortals, and it was inconvenient to talk nonsense at this time, so he looked at Zhao Shanbai and closed his mouth.

Zhao Shan had no expression on his face, and after Xiao Qing stopped, he continued in a low voice: "Cultivating immortals, breakthroughs in every stage of realm are insurmountable hurdles, these different hurdles, maybe one in a thousand, maybe one in a million Then one can succeed, set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, and go against the sky, no matter if you are beaten up by others, or your soul is drawn out by a demon cultivator, you will not even have the chance to be reincarnated."

Immortal cultivation is not easy.

Every high-level cultivator has experienced countless bloody catastrophes before he came to the present, and only one out of tens of thousands of bones can make it this far.

"It's too early to talk about the realm, and it's too far away for you." Zhao Shanbai said, "Now, what you have to understand is the type of practice and make a choice."

Xiao Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhao Shanbai's face, the other's expression was cold and unchanged.

"Cultivation of immortals is divided into spiritual cultivation, martial cultivation, and dual cultivation of spiritual and martial arts. Most people with ordinary talents will only choose one of them. The last third is that there are very few people who can cultivate to a high level with talents. But people with such talents rarely choose the extremely difficult dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts, and choosing a single path of cultivation is beneficial to the breakthrough of the realm."

Zhao Shanbai looked at Xiao Qing for about three seconds, and then slowly said: "Tell me, which one do you choose."

Let him choose now. Could it be that his intuition is tested so urgently? Xiao Qing's expression moved, he quickly thought and weighed the pros and cons of these three kinds of cultivation for him.

Zhao Shanbai stood there quietly without changing his expression, without saying a word.

After a while, Xiao Qing suddenly raised his head and showed a sharp smile, "I wonder which one you chose?"

......

Inside the Linglian Gate.

A quiet attic with seven floors, each floor has five or six study rooms, in a study room on the highest floor, there is a bookcase full of books, and there is even a table next to the window. There were dozens of books, and Xiao Qing was sitting there flipping through the books.

Ten lines at a glance, the vocabulary is enough to reach [-] per minute.

Closing the book that had been read, Xiao Qing showed a hint of helplessness. He never thought that he could read books so efficiently. He was as talented as Huang Rong in Jin Yong's works. I stayed up for three days and nights, except reading or reading, never closed my eyes, never had a meal.

Fortunately, he has the same photographic memory as Huang Rong, otherwise, it would be impossible to complete the task Zhao Shanbai gave him within seven days. It would take too much energy to finish reading the seven-storey library.

That day, after Xiao Qing asked Zhao Shanbai back, Zhao Shanbai made a final decision to determine Xiao Qing's way of cultivating immortals with both spiritual and martial arts. However, for both spiritual and martial arts, spirit absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and martial arts is the essence of hundreds of schools of thought. I have been reading books here, accumulating a lot to enrich myself.

Unfortunately, Xiao cleared his lack of knowledge about cultivating immortals, and even fell into the embarrassment of being semi-literate.

Comparing the simplified Chinese characters with the small seal characters, some of them can be guessed even at random, but some of them can't be understood at all. We can only turn to Sugar Maple for help, or look at the "Shuowen Jiezi" next to it.

Xiao Qing opened a new book, and glanced at its inscription. This is a book of gossip. These days, he likes this kind of book the most. It is extremely rare, and the story of joyful grievances and hatred, or arrogant and arrogant stories makes him a little bit unable to stop.

Turning to the first page, he could not help but stare in astonishment with the words Qinglian Layman exiled to the Immortal in the letter, Qinglian Layman, could it be Li Bai?Could it be that there are such characters in this fictional Tang Dynasty, a generation of poets, strange men and knights?

Xiao Qing looked at the text below, but there were only a few lines.

'His cultivation is unknown, he is good at swordsmanship, he likes to be a hero, his pen is startled by wind and rain, his poem is full of weeping ghosts and gods, and he meets the prince's guests. He calls him "the banished immortal". '

After he calmed down, he became puzzled. The experience of this layman Qinglian and Li Bai was very similar, but he didn't know whether they were poets with the same meaning.

Full of interest and anticipation, Xiao Qing glanced at the books on the table, then at the bookshelf beside him, stood up, deliberately took out all the miscellaneous notes and weird talks, and poured them out one by one in his hands. A very tall stack.

At this moment, someone knocked at the door, Xiao Qing wanted the person to wait a moment, so he opened the door and came in.

"Xiao Qing." Bai Ziren rushed in recklessly, and said, "I heard Tang Feng say that you—"

Bai Ziren, who didn't know what to look for, bumped into Xiao Qing who turned around with a strong impact. All the books in Xiao Qing's hand fell to the ground, crackling, and Bai Ziren, who was caught off guard, couldn't help losing Balance fell over, throwing Xiao Qing to the ground along with it.

Bo Ziren lay on Xiao Qing's chest, his hands didn't let him get up at the first moment, but covered his chin, and grinned for a while, "It hurts, it hurts, Xiao Qing, you are so hard here!"

The young man's facial features are delicate, as if they were carved, his eyes are clear and shining with water, his expression is innocent with pain of grievance, even when he winks his eyebrows, there is a warmth that melts into spring water, elegant and handsome Full of elegance and youthfulness.

Xiao Qing was about to push Bai Ziren's hand away, but he couldn't help but sigh, this idiot...

They took a few breaths, and the sound of footsteps approaching quickly, stopped at the door, and asked in amazement: "You guys? What are you doing?"

This voice is Pinellia's.

Bai Ziren and Xiao Qing turned their heads to look at her together, the former blinked blankly, while the latter looked calm.

But Banxia looked at them, her eyes and face changed rapidly, angry, unwilling, hesitant, and frustrated. After a while, she bit her mouth and said crisply: "Is it comfortable on the ground or on the body? What are you doing?" Can't get up from lying down."

Bai Ziren blinked again, rubbed his chin and put his hands on his back and sat on the side, repeating what he said before, "Xiao Qing, what did you do, it's too hard there, I'm dead."

"Don't be an example..." I will never be thrown down by you again.

Xiao Qing ignored the staring eyes of Banxia next to him, stood up, picked up the scattered books and put them on the table next to him, "In the future, remember to knock on the door first when you enter the door."

Hearing these familiar words, Bai Ziren rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly, "Aren't I happy? Ah——Xiao Qing, you can really talk! Have you really recovered your sanity?"

The young man belatedly provoked him on the spot, pointing at Xiao Qing, with a look of surprise on his face.

The two people's self-contained conversation almost ignored her, Ban Xia stomped her feet angrily, looked at Bai Ziren, then at Xiao Qing, still remembering that Xiao Qing had saved her life before, pursed her mouth , and finally glared at Bai Ziren viciously.

"Didn't I tell you everything?" Ban Xia said loudly, "Don't you believe it?"

"No, I'm just too happy." Bai Ziren scratched his head and smiled at Ban Xia.

After tidying up the books, Xiao Qing frowned and looked at the wrinkled books, thinking of the magic of cultivating immortals, then turned to look at Bai Ziren, pointed at the books, and asked, "Can you restore them to their original state?"

"of course can."

Just as Bai Ziren finished speaking, Ban Xia quickly walked over and pushed him aside, "Let me help Xiao Qing fix it."