Chapter 390 Return the favor, accept the apprentice

Tianxian, like Sanxian and Dixian, is also divided into four classes: primary, middle, high and top.

However, the immortals are already an extraordinary force, and on the way to immortality, they represent a real introduction. The worst immortal can also have a long life.

It can be said that immortals are the beginning of true immortals. Although the previous scattered immortals and earth immortals were also crowned as immortals, they are actually fake immortals. Therefore, above the level of immortals, it can be said that every small level of crossing is the same as the heaven, and it is difficult to cross. Countless people who were called the top genius before the earth immortals failed to cross the threshold of the middle level for thousands of years.

The first level of the immortals crosses the middle level, which is already the case. It can be imagined that the immortals reach the top.

The old man withered bamboo dares not to fly up, and jumps in the world to prove the golden fairy, qualification, root bone, understanding and so on. Naturally, all of them are the best. But even so, since he became a high-level immortal, he has been wasted for thousands of years.

In this process, the old man withered bamboo has also suspected many times that he had no way forward, but in the end, he still broke through the barrier of his heart and persisted. Now, persistence and planning have finally blossomed and borne fruit, and achieved the due results. At this moment, even if it's him, he can't help losing his temper.

Seeing the old man withered bamboo like this, Bliss Man was also quite touched for a moment, and unconsciously fell into his own memory.

And another senior master, Lu Yu, the sister of the old man withered bamboo, is quite lost in her heart while celebrating for her brother.

"Brother has already taken a step forward and seen the light again. When can I break the door in front of me?"

All three of them are peerless masters. At the moment when the mood was touched, the mana in the body naturally moved, ready to break this restless state. However, none of the three really continued this instinct that was more conducive to their own safety, but chose to let this emotion continue.

In this regard, some people may guess countless strange reasons. In fact, the real reason is very simple. It is really rare for them to release their emotions from the heart.

Since Zhong Yuan embarked on the road of practice, except for a period of time when he first took root, it can be said that he has soared all the way, but he can't understand too much about the feelings in the hearts of the three people. However, it does not prevent him from understanding how difficult it is to advance the immortals.

At present, Zhong Yuan began to secretly make up his mind that he would work more on the calligraphy and Taoism in the future, so as to strengthen his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. Because once you jump to a fairy, the role of memory in the previous life is basically equivalent to nothing. At that time, I didn't have so much external help, and I really had to rely on myself for everything.

Zhong Yuan is still like this, and Si Kongzhan, the Venerable Maha beside him, is naturally even more. He can understand more about the mood of the three seniors such as the old man Kuzhu. In particular, at this time, he has become an immortal. He feels the deepest feeling of other people's emotions. If not, he is also an extremely determined person. Affected by the emotions of the three masters, I'm afraid that I don't have any hope for the impact on the middle level of the immortals in my life.

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The land of the eastern pole, the barren mountain, no end of the mountain.

The Great Wilderness Mountain was originally not called the Great Wilderness Mountain. The reason why the world rides the Great Wilderness Mountain is that it lives in seclusion on the great wilderness two old people and Lu Yu. After a long time, the original name was gradually forgotten.

The barren mountain is divided into yin and yang. The mountain and yang is the southern star original, which is the place of Lu Yu's retreat, and the end ridge is the retreat of the old man withered bamboo.

The endless ridge is the coldest place in the wild mountains. The poor yin is condensed, and there has been snow and ice for ten thousand years. The clouds and fog are surging, and it has not been open for a long time.

From the bottom, the end of the ridge is high and large, there are many forks, the road is vertical and horizontal, dense up and down, and there are dangerous cliffs and valleys everywhere. The most strange thing is that the appearance is similar, and it's all the same. However, if the monk comes here and senses from the remote sensing of God's mind, he will find that everything inside is changing shape, strange and treacherous, steep and deep, extremely changeable, and there is no similarity, which makes people dizzy and confused. The Qingling Valley, hidden in thousands of hills and valleys, is the residence of the old man withered bamboo.

Qingling Valley, carefully arranged by the old man withered bamboo, has long been a fairyland on earth and beautiful. However, such a beautiful place has no trace of popularity, which makes it a little short of a few cents.

However, just when Zhong Yuan and Master Maha Si Kongzhan completely smashed the dangerous tans in the Three Gorges, a completely discordant explosion sounded violently, and then, like the rain beating bananas, kept ringing.

Such a change naturally surprised many spirit beasts and spirit birds in Qingling Valley, and they couldn't help rushing towards the source of the sound. However, an invisible barrier isolates them from the outside, and it is difficult to get close to the source, and they can only watch outside.

The source is a half-dead bamboo pile. This bamboo pile is not very high, only two ends higher than a person, but it is very thick, enough for two people to hug. The dark yellow color of the skin is green, which is obvious, and there is a trace of vitality.

With the crackling sound, the crack broke on the huge bamboo pile. The strange thing is that every crack does not bring deeper damage, but more and more vitality. Every crack will turn the yellow color around it into blue, and the vitality is bright.

After a series of thirty-six explosions, the whole bamboo piles are green, vibrant and green.

At this time, a flash of light suddenly flashed out of the bamboo pile.

After the light was gone, there was a short, bone-like, thin and dry old man. He was dressed in a very clean dark yellow Geyi, combed his hair in a bun, as big as a wine glass, and a jade hairpin was inserted horizontally, shining. He is barefoot, with his hands around his chest. The most amazing thing is the ten-finger claw armor, which starts from the front chest, crosses on both sides, and surrounds the whole body. Each has a few turn, crisscrossed, at least more than ten feet long, and the light color is like jade, which is very beautiful. The eyebrows are also about a foot long, and they are divided into two shoulders, but they are not very close. There is no doubt that in this Qingling Valley, there will only be one person - the old man withered bamboo.

However, I'm afraid that no one would have thought that the old man withered bamboo would look so strange.

After the old man withered bamboo came out, although there was no pressure to escape, those powerful spirit birds and spirit beasts all had an instinctive fear, brushing together, retreating away, and there was no one left.

Soon, the old man withered bamboo put away his horrible nails and eyebrows, and looked more normal. Then, he turned his body around and said to the cracked but green bamboo pile, "I borrowed your original body to participate in the law for thousands of years, and now I have achieved it, and I should return it!"

While talking, the old man raised his right hand and pointed out. In an instant, a little green light shot out and fell on the bamboo stake.

"Bun--"

Like a flame swelling, the green color really burst out completely, and the light was so strong that it rushed straight. Wherever you go, whether it is flowers, birds, insects, fish, or fragrant grass and green trees, they all grow wildly.

Such a shimmering light broke out, only maintained for a moment, and then converged. This convergence can be said to be extremely clean. Not only the brilliance of the bamboo pile is missing, but even its own green color has completely disappeared and turned yellow.

In this yellow bamboo pile, a large light ball is faintly visible, like a huge and incomparable egg.

After a while, there was a bang, and the whole bamboo pile burst, completely turned into powder, and there was no residue left. On the ground, there is also a huge pit several feet deep.

And above this huge pit, in the void, there is a boy about twelve or thirteen years old, naked and suspended there.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" At this time, the old man withered bamboo opened his mouth again.

"Yes, of course I will!" The boy's blue light flashed, and he fell to the ground immediately. He knelt down quickly and said, "My brother, see the master!"

"Hmm!" The old man withered bamboo nodded his head and continued, "Since you are willing to worship me, I should plan for you. Now, I have three ways for you to choose. First, I will help you turn the world into a person, practice the Taoism with the body of the human race; secondly, during the period when I participated in the Dharma, a wisp of primordial spirit has been robbed countless times, and there are many Dharma bodies, all of which are extraordinary. You can choose one of them and attach

Each of these three has its own advantages and disadvantages. It's up to you to decide how to choose.

The old man did not say the comparison between the advantages and disadvantages of the three. It's not that the old man withered bamboo wants to test this boy. He doesn't mean to say it, but that he knows that it doesn't work at all. In the thousands of years of relationship, this boy has long known all kinds of situations in the world of practice, and there is no need for him to say more.

The boy did not think too much, but said directly after the old man Kuzhu's words, "Since I was born a demon, I don't want to make any more changes. I choose the third way!"

The sound of his words is resolute, and there is no movement at all.

The old man withered bamboo saw this. At that time, he clicked his fingers again, and another little inspiration flew out and fell into the boy's eyebrows. The boy only felt that a torrent of memory like an abyss came. In an instant, it filled his heart and let him get lost in it. After a while, he came to his senses.

"This is all the demon formulas I know. You can choose according to your own preferences. After selection, you can practice. If you have any questions, you can come and ask!" The old man withered bamboo said again.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me the law!" The boy said again.

"Okay, get up. There are so many bamboo houses here. You can choose to live by yourself. Go and choose!"