Chapter 16 Epilepsy

"So this is not absolute between gains and losses. You have lost your internal strength and can't practice the skills of Yuxumen from now on, which only shows that you have no fate with Yuxumen, but it doesn't mean that you have no chance with other sects!" The old man's clothes became tidy again.

"There is no difference between dirty and clean, broken and upright." The old man shook his head, and the scenery in the cave changed again, and the hidden flower cave disappeared.

"Actually, even what you see and hear is not true." The old man suddenly disappeared, leaving only an empty table.

Murong Xiaoxian suddenly said, "Are you a ghost?"

The voice said, "But it's not much worse, but it's more than ten thousand times stronger than the ghost!"

An old man with withered arms suddenly appeared in front of Murong Xiaoxian.

"This is my body." The old man replied, and the glass on the table suddenly flew up to the old man's mouth.

"I didn't use any spells. In fact, I don't have any real yuan, vitality or anything like that!" The old man seems to be full of disdain when he mentions those cultivation methods!

"I use mental power, or spiritual power." The old man said simply that this explanation was easy to understand by Murong Xiaoxian.

Murong Xiaoxian finally couldn't help asking, "My father-in-law seems to hate the cultivation method to the bone!"

The old man's voice suddenly said desolately, "Hate is love, love is hate!" I hate it because I love it so much! However, it is also because of this love and hate that I understand that the way of cultivating immortals in the world is extremely ridiculous!"

Looking at Murong Xiaoxian's expression, the old man did not need to listen to his question at all and said slowly, "People have life, old age, illness and death. This is the way of heaven! However, people want to live and become immortals and Buddhas. Who doesn't know that this violates the way of heaven and goes against the sky. I admit that using these cultivation methods can undoubtedly greatly prolong life. I have also been obsessed with them, but how many people can become immortals and Buddhas? What if you become an immortal and a Buddha? Immortals also have five declines!"

(Note: The five declines refer to the five signs before the immortals are on the verge of death: 1. Clothes are dirty. 2. Withered on the head. 3. Sweating under the armpit. 4. The body is foul. 5. I'm not happy with this seat.)

"So I have to follow the path of heaven before I can really get a glimpse of the road!" The old man said in a low voice, and the light flowed in his eyes.

"Disciples don't understand." In the face of such a profound truth, Murong Xiaoxian naturally knows nothing, but he knows that this seems to be the real method of monism.

"Look at those practitioners who practice arrays, practices elixirs, fairy swords and magic weapons, all take advantage of the power of heaven and earth to make their power extremely powerful. No matter how strong people are, they can't be stronger! Therefore, this desperate cultivation is a waste of life! What to practice true qi, cultivate Zhenyuan, condense Yuanying, then let Yuanying merge with Yuanshen, and then go to the heavenly disaster of death. I have lived for hundreds of years and thousands of years. However, from then on, the ashes and smoke disappeared, and the gods disappeared! Why?" The old man sighed and suddenly "grabbed" the pipa and sang wildly. The behavior was no same as the appearance of calling Murong Xiaoxian.

Murong Xiaoxian closed his eyes and meditated. There seemed to be a glow in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

"What my father-in-law can say is to follow the trend of heaven, take advantage of the momentum of heaven, abandon the physical cultivation, and cultivate spiritual power like you?" Murong Xiaoxian suddenly realized, and the doubts in his heart dispersed one by one. If so, what if he lost his internal strength? Potential! What kind of state is this?

The old man praised: "It's not in vain for me to practice myself like this! Hahahaha!"

"Please give my father-in-law the disciple the method of practicing spiritual power!" Murong Xiaoxian couldn't wait, as if the man who fell into the water had caught a life-saving straw.

But how can a straw save people?

"This method of spiritual cultivation is unique to the Zen Temple. I also realized something after the disaster, but this thing is unspeakable, so I can only understand it!" The old man suddenly showed some embarrassed expression on his face.

Murong Xiaoxian felt slightly frustrated, but he knew that after meeting his father-in-law today, he might have a huge impact on himself!

Suddenly, I think of the "purple indish double flowers" in my body. At this moment, I don't need any internal force, and I can sprinkle it freely with just one idea?

For a moment, Murong Xiaoxian was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed deeply to the old man!

The old man accepts it calmly.

"Would you like to hear my story?" The old man said softly, as if he had returned to a long time.

"At that time, I was a naive man, and I was the brother of Fu Longzi, the head of the Yuxu sect now. I didn't wrong you by your worship. When I practiced, I worked extremely hard, but I never abided by the rules of the Jade Virtual Gate. I did my own way and did things to the end, so many people called me a Taoist! In 200 years, I reached the level of nine practitioners and completed the integration of Yuanying and Yuanshen, so I waited for the opportunity to go through the disaster. Unfortunately, I was so unlucky that I accidentally encountered the disaster that the sage needed to rise to the god, and as a result, my body turned into flying ashes. With a trace of obsession, I was able to survive. After hundreds of years, I slowly turned into this again!"

"It turned out that the master was above, and the disciple was disrespectful!" Murong Xiaoxian was dazzled and hurriedly met Fu Tianzhen again.

"That's all! Now that I have not practiced those skills for a long time, those secular etiquette will be avoided, and it will be better to be a brother in the future! You and I are predestined, but the encounters are similar, but your luck is better than mine.

After a pause, Fu Tianzhen said slowly, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but that there are still some mistakes in it, otherwise I wouldn't be like this. I don't want to mislead my children."

"Disciples understand." Murong Xiaoxian is still restrained and really can't let go. In the face of an old monster hundreds of years older than himself, he is really a little guilty.

"Master, is it safe in this hole? How long do you plan to stay? Murong Xiaoxian quickly changed the topic and attracted the attention of Fu Tianzhen to other places.

"Naturally safe in this hole, this is my world. Everything changes according to my heart. Even if Fu Longzi comes, I'm sure to trap him!" Fuzhen is full of self-confidence.

"In that case, the disciples will be relieved!" Murong Xiaoxian knew that this peak of old-fashionedness was probably stronger than the fairy he first saw, so he was relieved.

Seeing that Lao Dao was looking at himself and was guessed by him, he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, thinking that he must find a way to cultivate his spiritual power as soon as possible, otherwise his mind has been seen through like this, but is it a glorious thing.

With his eyes turned, Murong Xiaoxian said casually, "What do you think of today's Yuxu Gate?"

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment and said casually, "Secular things are too big, but I don't care much about the truth!"

"Disciples don't understand why the master didn't tell the current real person in charge of this defect of cultivation to avoid others follow in your footsteps?" Murong Xiaoxian's words are reasonable.

Lao Dao muttered slightly and sighed, "I also had the taste of being kicked out of the Jade Virtual Gate at the beginning. I don't want to contact them until I succeed."

In fact, Lao Dao is a little insincere. Originally, he was expelled from the door. In this glorious history, he certainly did not want to talk to Murong Xiaoxian. Many years later, Murong Xiaoxian knew the truth of the matter.

Murong Xiaoxian was a little sorry to see such a strong man but unwilling to go out. If he helped him in the future, he might have a lot of help. After racking his brains, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Master, will the disaster be wrong that day?"

Of course, Murong Xiaoxian's wild thoughts are old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

A word woke up the dreamer, and the old man's heart suddenly fluctuated like Qiushui!

"Yes, how did the thunder of divine punishment come to me? I just need to get out of the five elements of thunder! You mean..."

"Master, I suspect that someone obstructed you when you were fighting the thunderstorm, and the purpose was to destroy you!" Murong Xiaoxian's words were extremely serious, and the old man couldn't help but believe it. Of course, there was a mistake in this matter.

Is it true that someone is obstructing it?

Lao Dao began to frown and think hard. After a long time, Lao Dao shouted, and there was a strong hatred in his eyes!

But the hatred lasted for a long time and weakened again.

"It's him, it must be him!" Lao Dao muttered, as if he remembered something painful, and his head also hung down deeply.

Suddenly, Lao Dao raised his head and said, "You can't stay for a long time at this infinite peak. Find an opportunity to leave as soon as possible!"

"But why didn't the master leave?" Murong Xiaoxian asked.

"Ai!" The old Taoist sighed, and his figure slowly floated up. Murong Xiaoxian saw that the old Tao's lower body was actually turned into a stone!

"I can't leave here at all. At the beginning, my obsession was to get into this stone in a hurry to escape the thunderstorm. Later, I learned that this was a stone that was about to become refined. My obsession fought with the spirit of this stone for 300 years, and I finally melted most of the stone, but this part could not get rid of it no matter how hard I tried. Only then did the old man have to say his grievances.

Murong Xiaoxian sighed, the most painful thing in the world is that there is revenge! What's more painful is that there is hatred but you don't know where the enemy is!

However, judging from Lao Dao's expression just now, it seems that the strength of the enemy has deeply disturbed him so far. In that case, isn't the enemy more powerful than the fairy? At least in Murong Xiaoxian's eyes, the fairy is the strongest person at this moment.

However, the meaning of the old man's words seemed to be that there were some unspeakable secrets in this jade virtual door, so he was expelled from the door. He may be afraid that he would find these secrets and bring danger, so he urged himself to leave the infinite peak.

What is the secret that makes him so painful? Is it so uneasy?

"Master, how long will it take you to leave here?" Murong Xiaoxian suddenly felt infinitely sad. The reason why this old man was crazy must have unspeakable grievances, which made him so unruly!

"I don't know! This is the last battle with Shi Ling, and it may last for hundreds of years... If I can have a perfect way to cultivate my spiritual strength, maybe I can leave here a long time earlier!"

Suddenly, there was a strange cry, and after a drastic change in his face, he returned to normal.

I'm afraid I can only rely on you in the future! Hurry up, it wakes up, and it's a little difficult for me to suppress it, so I got so many poisonous flowers..."

"Close your eyes, one step on the left, the first hundred steps!" Lao Dao shouted anxiously. It seemed that his battle with the spirit of the stone must be extremely fierce, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry in his capacity.

Murong Xiaoxian closed his eyes and took a step forward before he could walk forward. He felt that his buttocks were hit heavily, and his whole body "flies" out of the hidden flower hole!

How similar the feeling is to being stunned that day!