The voice of the young Taoist reflected in his words and soul is still echoing.

Taoist Qingjun moved his fingers slightly and unfolded the volume of "Reply to Shangqing Da Daojun". What he saw was still the same words, but the writing style was different. The skill of running spirituality on the tip of the pen was so immature that he almost wanted to laugh at it, but it was indeed written.

"This little fellow..."

"You learned my technique of imprinting all aspects into your writing?"

These words were reflected in the eyes of Shangqing Daojun and transformed into the appearance of the young Taoist.

Da Daojun pondered and then closed it again.

The little Taoist priest was crushed again.

This happened several times.

No matter how it unfolds, the spirit in the text will combine into the appearance of that young man, so the Great Dao Lord said:

“…Interesting.”

"I didn't expect that you could learn the basics just by reading my writings."

"Not bad, not bad. Your comprehension is acceptable."

Da Daojun expressed his admiration, glanced at Yun Qin, shook his head, and said, "She is much smarter than you."

Then he closed the book with a snap.

So the young Taoist had to be put together again.

However, Shangqing Da Daojun felt inexplicably refreshed.

Happy, happy.

Although I'm too lazy to figure out why.

But the thoughts are clear.

After closing the scroll several times, he finally opened it and saw the gentle and neat words on it, which read "The Taoist Wuhuo respectfully replies to the Taoist Dadao". Taoist Qingjun raised his eyebrows. Just this one sentence made him clap his hands in admiration and couldn't help laughing out loud, saying:

"Daojun? Hahahaha, interesting, interesting, quite interesting. The little guy is quite crazy."

"Unlike Taiyi, who is very rigid."

"I like."

He just laughed, but he was lazy and didn't read the scroll. He just casually put it aside. When I was in a good mood, I could preach and ask questions. When I was not in a good mood, I didn't have the interest to continue. I just smiled and asked Yun Qin: "Speaking of which, that little guy, Little Taoist, did you say anything after reading my manuscript? Or did you only write this volume?"

"No, there are many other things."

So Yunqin repeated what the young Taoist said after he finished reading the manuscript.

At the beginning, Shangqing Da Dao Jun just treated it as normal.

When Yunqin repeated what the young Taoist said that day, "I use myself to replace all things and become the cloud seal..."

The Great Dao Lord leaned against the sky, looking extremely relaxed and lazy, and said with a smile: "That's right, I have some eyesight and can see it, but it's just ordinary. Among my disciples, there are also many who can see something wrong at a glance. Like you, a little girl, you see words as words and cloud seals as cloud seals. I don't know if you are too naive or too pure."

Yunqin glared at Da Daojun.

Da Dao Jun leaned on his side, supporting his head with his right hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you. I won't tell you."

"Go on, what did the little guy say?"

Yunqin said, "Then Wuhuo said that it is in line with the Taoist concept of Chongxu, not to brag about anything, but in fact, it is saying [It is better to see me than to see the heaven and earth], [It is better to worship me than to worship gods], saying that uncle, your personality seems to be very humble and plain, but in fact, you are very arrogant in your bones."

!!!

The smile on the corner of Da Dao Jun's mouth faded slightly, and the jade ruyi in his left hand gently tapped the void. After a long time, he said:

"What else?"

The girl replied: "And then Wuhuo was very confused."

Da Dao Jun asked with a smile: "What are you confused about?"

Yunqin answered truthfully: "He was confused as to whether this "I" was the "I" of the ego or the "I" of the soul."

"I wonder if this is the spirit of a monk."

"Or it is the extremely domineering and pure path of cultivation that is [I am the world]."

Yu Ruyi, who was lazily tapping his legs, paused for a long time.

Those gentle yet somewhat sharp eyes closed.

Then he said: "Interesting, interesting."

He sat up again, stretched out his hand and took the reply letter written by the young Taoist. This time he really read the content. As for Qi Wuhuo's words of thanks, he simply ignored them. He only saw the confusion written by the young Taoist. He shook his head and said, "I am a person with extraordinary talent. If you don't understand these, there is no need for me to teach you."

"He doesn't look like a monk, but more like a wild one."

He threw it away and lay down again.

Biting the preserved fruit lazily.

However, among those questions, although many were so simple that Shangqing Daojun wondered if they were playing a joke on him, there were one or two questions that were quite interesting. They aroused Daojun's desire to casually accept disciples, pass on the Dharma, and save countless people, as if his heart was being tickled.

It’s stupid, but it’s stupid in just the right way, and especially stupid in a clear way.

He is so stupid that he still has some understanding, which makes people want to kick him back to the right path.

After lying down for a while, he suddenly sat up, which scared Yunqin.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"do what?"

Shangqing Daojun raised his eyebrows and said, "This kid is too stupid. I can't stand it."

"I have to scold him!"

"Yes, scold him!"

"This idiot!"

"Give it to me! You can't even think of such a simple question? That's ridiculous!"

Immediately, he swept his sleeves and took back the volume of "Wuhuo Daojun's Reply to Dadaojun", swept it across, and without picking up the pen, he just dipped it in the cup of tea beside him and started writing, saying heartily: "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

"Why worry about whether you are doing something or not?"

"You really don't understand! Cultivation is about cultivating me, cultivation is about seeking me, these three thousand righteous ways should all be centered around me."

“It is not I who should seek the Dharma, but the Dharma that should come to me.”

"That is the spirit. There is a bit of true spirit in me. It can act or not act. It can have thoughts or not act. Isn't it a matter of randomness?"

"It's like swordsmanship. Swordsmanship is sharp and ruthless. It can kill demons or save people. Saving or killing is all in my mind. If I focus on one side, I will ignore the other side. It's like a blind man touching an elephant. He doesn't know the whole picture. How can he get the whole way?"

"Let's take the most basic swordsmanship as an example."

"If you want to cut, you can cut. It can be used to kill, and it can be used to defend."

"The swordsmen of the world speak sharply and seek the utmost purity, but their swordsmanship is only a minor one."

"You say that the sword is a weapon of killing and destruction? Haha, how ridiculous."

"Between heaven and earth, there is clarity and turbidity, yin and yang, life and death."

"And I will decide it with my sword."

"It can be used with a single sword to determine the changes in the clarity and turbidity of heaven and earth, and to reverse the flow of yin and yang."

"Let all the demons be destroyed and the people be revived, why not?"

"And the sword is only one aspect of the great way. There are three thousand great ways in the world, and all of them are like this!"

"The ability to do what the common people want and what is unimaginable is called supernatural power!"

"Once you start practicing Taoism, you must have a long-term vision."

"If you have a broad vision and a broad mind, you will know that there is nothing in this world that you cannot do."

"Since you have understood how to be inaction and how to be active, you have some talent. So why do you stick to the forms of the two? You must know that water is water when it flows and nourishes all things, and it is also water when it turns into ice and sweeps across the world. Since you have such a great aspiration, why not follow both paths, like yin and yang, like heaven and earth?"

“There is no distinction between inaction and action.”

"Stepping on yin and yang is the true way!"

Da Daojun held back for a while, wrote a lot of articles, and then threw his hands and laughed, "It feels so good!"

The girl asked in confusion, "What did you write?"

“Is it a magical power?”

The Great Dao Lord laughed loudly and said, "What magical power! Little guy, don't talk nonsense!"

"I don't have any magical powers."

“No!”

Yunqin nodded in confusion.

Then when he saw the uncle, he lazily said, "The so-called supernatural power is nothing more than the [methods of the predecessors]."

"I won't teach you such low-level stuff as supernatural powers."

Yunqin tilted her head: Magical power...

Not up to standard?

Da Daojun was quite pleased as he was able to vent his inner depression and enjoy the pleasure of teaching without having to assume the responsibilities of a teacher.

Sitting cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, with one hand supporting his chin, he said lazily:

"I only used the simplest [Slash] as an example to answer his previous confusion. How much he can understand is up to him."

"To cut, just swing it sideways."

"You can do it with a branch in your hand. There is no trick. How can it be considered a magical power?"

"Besides, isn't supernatural power something that everyone has? Why is there a need to teach it?"

Shangqing Daojun rarely encountered an opportunity to argue with others, especially since he had just discussed Dao with Yuqing and was not satisfied. So he let out a sigh of relief and became satisfied. He became unattached to everything and said casually: "Since it is written, there is no point in keeping it here. Go and give it to the little Taoist priest and see if he can understand it this time."

But I caught a glimpse of that line——"Wuhuo Daojun Respectfully Reply to Dadao Jun's Letter"

A finger moves.

So there is another line of text above.

"Da Daojun's Reply to Wuhuo Daojun's Book"

Think about it.

The Taoist Wuhuo became the Taoist Wuhuo Xiaoshu.

The lazy Taoist didn't care about these things. It was rare for him to encounter something interesting, so he put Yuqing's bet behind his mind and just supported his chin with his palm, saying with satisfaction: "That's right."

"Life is long and time is boring."

“Something interesting happens occasionally.”

…

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, please take me away!"

"Take me away!"

"I don't want to do the morning prayers. I'll go help. You can't carry so many herbs by yourself."

“Wuwuwu…”

Early in the morning, Qi Wuhuo said he wanted to go to the medical tent to treat the people and continue to eradicate the epidemic. The young Taoist Mingxin clamored to go with him, but this time the old Taoist did not allow him to go. He just pulled the young Taoist back. The young Taoist was still unwilling to give up and wanted to slip away. He said, "Master, Uncle Qi is carrying so many herbs and such a sturdy medicine stove by himself. He can't carry it."

The old Taoist laughed, tapped the young Taoist's head lightly with the Taoist scripture in his hand, and said, "You still can't recite it."

"Circulate the vital energy in your eyes and look again!"

Clear your mind of doubts and try to focus your energy on your eyes.

When he looked again, he saw that the young Taoist was carrying a bamboo medicine basket on his back. However, there were gusts of wind swirling around, holding up the heavy object that ordinary people would find. His steps were light and he did not feel any force at all. The young Taoist Mingxin was dumbfounded and said, "This, this is..."

The old man sighed and said, "The innate Qi is one, and the reverse three returns to two."

"It's not as simple as simply accumulating vitality."

"As soon as he has a thought, all three living things will be captured by him."

“I can’t carry it yet.”

"Even if you throw our entire Taoist temple onto your Uncle Qi's back, he can still carry it up with his Yuan Shen activating his Yuan Qi, and walk as fast as the wind. You still can't catch up with him."

The young Taoist looked at the small mound where his Lianyang Temple was located. Although the Lianyang Temple was no longer in good condition, it was still a Sanqing Temple with guest rooms and places for practice. There was also a three-story Lu Zu Building. He thought about the fact that such a heavy thing was pressing on the shoulders of the young Taoist, but it could not stop him. For a moment, he felt like in a dream, and then he understood why Xiantian Yiqi was the Taoist priest who could open a Taoist temple.

The old Taoist touched his head and said, "You have a strong character and wisdom."

"But you also have to know how to calm down."

"Do you understand why some people would rather not prolong their lifespan and only live to 120 years old, but rely on external forces to break through to the innate Qi? It is because of this method. In fact, to say that they have broken through is just an external name. In fact, they are just relying on external forces to drive various forces like Yuan Qi, but their own life realm has not broken through and has not been reduced to two."

"They only have the power, but not the law."

"It is not the innate Qi, it is just similar in appearance."

The young Taoist priest was confused and asked, "What about Uncle Qi?"

The old Taoist sighed deeply, "His path is the most difficult and the highest."

"I am not as good as you."

There was nothing wrong with letting the little Taoist priest follow us.

However, Qi Wuhuo had made up his mind today. In addition to removing the remaining epidemic qi from the sick patients, he would also have to go to the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance. There were many things to do. He had to first use the power of the Taoist Alliance to find out the current situation in Jinzhou, and then understand what the [humanitarian destiny] actually represented and how this power worked.

It has been several days since he broke through.

In the past few days, I have finally gradually figured out the status of my own innate Qi.

Although I haven't started [refining Qi] yet, the innate Qi is not yet pure enough.

However, it seemed that because of his strong foundation at the level of [Three Talents], his innate Qi could be exerted over a very wide range. It should be thanks to the dream of a yellow millet that the young Taoist ate a freshly baked meat-filled pancake at the stall. He only felt that the gravy was full, and suddenly a voice came from behind:

"It's Fellow Daoist Qi, huh?"

"Is this... a breakthrough for fellow Daoist?"

The young Taoist turned around and saw the gray-robed monk there as well. The latter seemed quite surprised to see Qi Wuhuo. He looked him up and down, and a smile appeared on his face, which seemed to have become a little thin recently. Then he put his hands together and said:

"Congratulations."

"Use the path of the three talents to enter the innate Qi."

"When we meet in the future, you really have to address me as [Master]."

The young Taoist thanked him and walked with the monk towards the medicine shed. They chatted and exchanged pleasantries along the way. When asked what he was doing, the monk pointed to the medicine basket on his back and said, "I was originally helping with medical treatment at the medicine shed, but today a patient came."

“It’s quite tricky.”

"Most of the people in the medicine shed are infected with the evil spirits of the plague. We just need to remove the evil spirits."

"That patient was caused by a man-made disaster."

"Man-made?"

Qi Wuhuo and the monk came to the medicine shed together, only to find that the special patient was an acquaintance.

It was the old village chief whom I had met some time ago.

When I met him before, although the old headman was not young, he could still walk briskly in the village with the help of a cane. He was also very knowledgeable and clear-minded when talking about the affairs of each household. But now, the old headman looked weak and was lying on a bamboo stretcher, covered with a quilt, exuding an air of decay.

The monk said, "When you are old, your body is fragile and cannot withstand a fall."

"The old man was 'pushed down' and fell hard, breaking several bones."

"I have anger attack again. I went back to get medicine. Now that the Taoist priest has come today, I feel better."

"After all, the Taoist Qi is better at healing than our Buddhist sect."

The young Taoist leaned over and looked at the old village chief. Without moving, his Yuan Shen moved, and his Yuan Qi fell on all the key acupoints on the old man's body at the same time, stimulating his Yuan Qi and slowly waking up from his coma. The old village chief raised his head and saw Qi Wuhuo in a daze. He seemed stunned, and then he became extremely excited. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the young Taoist's hand, his body shaking with intense emotions.

It is guilt, sadness and apology.

The first words the old man said were: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The old man wanted to stand up but couldn't. His once weather-beaten and wrinkled face showed a mixture of grief and pain:

"The old man's grave was dug up..."

"I couldn't stop them."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes.

The movement paused slightly.