Xian Ao

Hearing the words of the old man Jian, Yu Zecheng was stunned for a long time. The body of an immortal and the power of a golden immortal were like a dream. How could this be possible?

Looking at the slight smile of Old Man Jian, Yu Zecheng nodded firmly. What is immortal is to make the impossible possible.

Since he said it can be done, it must be done.

He is the Sword Old Man, the Sword Old Man who created seventeen sword techniques and is invincible in the world and in the immortal world.

Why didn't the others come back? Because they couldn't come back in time, but Old Man Jian could come back whenever he wanted. This is strength, this is Da Luo Hunyuan Golden Immortal,

Daluo Hunyuan Golden Immortal, all dimensions, all universes, eternal, omniscient, omnipotent, supreme Golden Immortal.

Old Jian suddenly said with a serious face:

"Zecheng, let me ask you, what is an immortal?"

Yu Zecheng did it respectfully, bowed as a disciple, and said:

"Immortal, her skin is like ice and snow, her skin is like that of a virgin. She does not eat grains, but breathes wind and drinks dew. She rides on the clouds, rides on flying dragons, and travels across the four seas. She roams the world, is omnipotent, and can transform into everything. This is what she means. Fairy.”

Old Man Jian continued to ask:

"There are three points of truth. Then I ask again, Xian, why can it be like this?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Immortal Qi, the origin of immortality is Immortal Qi?"

Old Man Jian continued to ask:

"Then I ask again? What is immortal energy?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"I am the only one with immortal energy. Immortal energy is everything. There is no limit. Everything can be transformed. Everything is possible."

Old Man Jian continued to ask:

"Okay, let me ask again, you are the master of disassembly, what will happen after the immortal energy is dismantled?"

Yu Zecheng was stunned and said:

"Immortal energy is the origin and foundation of everything in the immortal world. It cannot be dismantled."

Old Man Jian shook his head and said:

"wrong.

You said it yourself, the immortal energy is only mine, the immortal energy is everything, there is no limit, everything can be transformed, everything is possible. Why can't it be dismantled? "

After saying this, Yu Zecheng was silent for a long time, and then said:

"After the Immortal Qi? After the Immortal Qi, there is still the Immortal Qi. The essence of the Immortal Qi? Pure and pure? Gold is the purest. Is this the power of the Golden Immortal?"

Old Man Jian nodded and said:

"After refining, re-refining, and then continuing to refining, pure to pure, pure and pure, this is the Qi of the Golden Immortal."

Hearing this, Yu Zecheng nodded.

Old Man Jian continued:

"But the truth is this, but it is just a truth.

It's not that simple. Everyone in the world knows the principles of nature, but there are only a few people who can do it.

If you look at the top of the mountain, it is far away, but only a few people can climb it.

Because if you want to reach the top, you must have a feasible way to climb it.

Even if there is no way, you must make a way for yourself.

This path is the Dharma, the Tao, the path to heaven that can enable you to become the supreme being. "

Speaking of this, Yu Zecheng was looking forward to it.

Who knows, Old Man Jian changed the subject and continued:

"I have the supreme method of how to use the body of an immortal to emit the power of a golden immortal, but I will not teach it to you.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach others how to fish.

The method I teach you is not the way to directly reach the peak, but the way to open the way to the top. I will only tell you how to open the way, but how to walk this road is up to you.

Heaven is in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement.

What is the road to success? It is nothing but persistence, nothing but hard work, and nothing but chance. The three are integrated into one. Only by working tirelessly and not regretting until death can we have hope.

Can you? "

Yu Zecheng said firmly:

"I have it with persistence, I have it with hard work, opportunity? I have it too, I can."

Old Man Jian nodded and said:

"Okay, good boy, don't worry, there will soon be an endless stream of old antiques telling you how to take this road.

However, the roads they pointed out were either shortcuts, dangerous peaks, secret passages, ladders to heaven, or avenues, which were complicated and hid countless dangers.

As for how to go, that is your own business. Remember, no matter how good the road is, it is meaningless if it does not suit you. No matter how difficult the road is, if it suits your feet, that is your own way.

The method I teach you is to combine their paths into one, take their essence and their dross, and get a way of your own.

Ultimately, how this path turns out depends on your opportunities and your own efforts.

Okay, now I will teach you the Dharma. In ancient times, there was great power in the heaven and earth. There were a thousand and one demon gods. Nuwa, the great goddess of creation in the sky world, and the demon god Moxisura were all among them. The gods opened up the world and trained the species. fighting each other...

On this day, a great disaster occurred, Ragnarok...

This is the root of the creation of the immortal world..."

Old Man Jian slowly taught Yu Zecheng how to open a path. Yu Zecheng listened attentively and asked questions from time to time. The two taught and the other learned. The teacher was attentive and the scholar was attentive. Their hearts and minds were connected and their thoughts were aligned. Endless knowledge was between them. It spreads from time to time, unconsciously, time is like running water, and one night passes in the blink of an eye.

The old man Jian finally said:

"Okay, the road has been taught, I can only do this. The road is at my feet. I am just taking the first step. I hope you don't belittle yourself, work hard, persist, and remember, this is the fairy world where everything is possible."

Yu Zecheng bowed to his disciples and thanked him:

"Thank you, Patriarch, for giving me the Dharma. My disciple understands."

Old Jian looked at him and said:

"Take care of yourself and work hard together. I'm leaving."

Disappeared instantly.

Yu Zecheng bowed again and said:

"Farewell, Master."

After the old man Jian left, Yu Zecheng sat there motionless for another day. On this day, he analyzed, summarized, and concluded, turning the method taught by the old man Jian into his own thoughts.

The great way is boundless. The old man Jian taught Yu Zecheng all night, but he did point out a great way to heaven for Yu Zecheng, how to find his own way.

From then on, Yu Zecheng was no longer confused in the fairy world, and there was already a great way to heaven ahead.

The more Yu Zecheng thought about it, the happier he was. It was almost dusk, and Yu Zecheng's heart moved, and he went to Yaxiang. He was so happy. With her here, there was someone to share his sorrow and someone to encourage him with his happiness. This is a confidante.

Yu Zecheng came to Yaxiang. Yaxiang glanced at him. Although Yu Zecheng's expression did not change, she quickly noticed Yu Zecheng's joy and said: "What happened that made you so happy?" Yu Zecheng laughed and said: "It's an opportunity. The road is in front of me. I'm happy." Yaxiang smiled and said: "As long as you are happy, I will cook two side dishes for you. Let's have a pot of wine to celebrate." Yu Zecheng said: "Why bother so much? Just make it appear." Yaxiang shook her head and said: "How can the illusion be more wonderful than the one made by hand? Illusion is just an illusion. Why take it seriously? Cooking must be done by hand to taste good. Wait for me." After saying this, Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded involuntarily, as if he had realized something. Yaxiang went down and moved quickly. She quickly cooked a few side dishes, four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, which were long-standing dishes in the human world. With a pot of fairy wine and fragrant meat and wine, it was full of flavor. Yu Zecheng discovered for the first time that life in the fairy world could be like this.

Suddenly, a palace maid came to report:

"Fairy Lord, there is a guest, the Fairy Lord Fengyue is here."

Yaxiang was overjoyed when she heard this, and said to Zecheng:

"In the fairy world, I have no friends except a few sisters. I met this fairy lord by chance thirty years ago.

This fairy has great power and must be extraordinary. I treat him as a brother, and he treats me as a sister. Zecheng must not be careless."

Yu Zecheng was stunned and frowned. Fengyue? The fairy Fengyue, could it be Mr. Fengyue, the master of the Yin-Yang world? Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian?

Seeing Yu Zecheng frowning, Yaxiang said:

"Don't think too much, he and I are innocent. Although he calls himself Fengyue and likes to act like a lewd person.

But I can feel that he is noble, hard-hearted, and extremely arrogant."

Yaxiang's expression darkened and she said:

"In his heart, the so-called beloved relatives and the so-called beautiful women are nothing but skeletons.

I'm afraid that his heart has never had the existence of past love, and he will be alone all his life. In fact, it's very pitiful."

Suddenly a voice came:

"Who is talking about me behind my back, Xiao Xiangxiang again, and you miss your brother again?"

Yaxiang cursed:

"Bah, brother who talks nonsense, shameless, in this case, I won't give you this wine and food."

The man said:

"No, no, I was wrong, I won't say anything.

I just want to see if my brother-in-law will be furious."

A man walked in from outside the door, and seeing his face, Yu Zecheng's eyes lit up, and he had a feeling that he was a gentleman like jade.

He raised his cup and looked up at the sky, as bright as a jade tree in the wind. His facial features were sharp as a knife, he was full of righteousness, his long sleeves fluttered, he wore a white dress and a feather fan, he was free and unrestrained, although he was smiling, he had a kind of majesty, he was intimidating without anger.

Seeing him, Yu Zecheng stood up and saluted as a disciple, saying:

"Greetings, Mr. Fengyue."

This was a test.

He smiled slightly and said:

"There is no Mr. Fengyun here, only the immortal Fengyue."

It was an answer, but there was something behind his words, it was Mr. Fengyun, the master of the Yin-Yang Realm of the Great Luo Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The two sat down, and the elegant wine and food were served. Each of them had a glass of water and said:

"Brother, this is what I told you before, my lover, the Immortal Mie Du, I didn't expect him to come to the fairyland, I am so happy."

Mr. Fengyun smiled and said:

"I know, the Immortal Mie Du, who is righteous and outspoken, dares to satirize everything, how could I not know.

Well said, among this group of old antiques, there are indeed some who are just frogs at the bottom of the well, who can only see a palm-sized piece of sky.

Not worthy of being on par with me, you said it very well, I have wanted to say this for a long time."

Yu Zecheng was stunned, why did the founder of the Zhongxing Wang Yin Yang say so, the old man Jian said so, and he also said so?

This group of Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian, I am afraid it is the same as the human world, the literati look down on each other and despise each other.

Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng smiled in his heart, in fact, the Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian is not so perfect.

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