The spiritual charm of each and every word on this scroll is as if a Taoist in black is speaking in front of him. Just a few words are like thunder that shatters and illuminates the darkness and doubts in the young Taoist's mind. Yes, to protect and to kill are just [use], just like climbing a mountain, you really go up this mountain road.

But we have already climbed this mountain.

Then you can see the rest of the mountain road.

Killing and protecting are just [use], just [method], just [skill].

He seemed to see a Taoist in black, smiling but not smiling, and asked:

You practice sword, you practice magic.

Can you get the Tao? !

Qi Wuhuo murmured for a long time, and the energy of the sword that was clearly used to kill thieves was subtly changing, and the sword's sound became low and high.

However, this method is truly mysterious, and the charm contained in each word is extremely changeable. To Qi Wuhuo, there are not many words, but they seem to have countless possibilities. The content written is only the core of its charm. If it is a metaphor, then what the text itself says is just like the content of the title of an article.

However, the part hidden in the content of this cloud-shaped text is already a magnificent sight.

This is...Tao, is it hidden?

The young Taoist felt something deeply touched.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was still in contact with Yunqin and Uncle Niu.

Qi Wuhuo almost wanted to go into seclusion immediately, wanting to hold this book in his hands, study it carefully, and then perfect the various thoughts that suddenly surged in his mind. The young Taoist closed his eyes, and his eyes regained peace, and then he shifted his gaze away from this book that seemed to contain countless mysterious principles.

Never obsessed with it.

Just happened to meet the girl's eyes.

Yunqin asked doubtfully, "Wuhuo, what's wrong with you?"

"Is what this uncle wrote for you so beautiful?"

"Could it be that there is some incredible magical power written in it? But the uncle said there is no magical power in it."

"He said he won't teach you magical powers."

Qi Wuhuo held the scroll in his hand and thought about it.

I just felt that the charm contained in it was extremely difficult to comprehend, but it pointed out a path and direction. Supernatural powers were nothing more than flowers growing on an existing road, and this one directly pointed out a direction of the road that I had never thought of in the past. If I could walk out of it, the so-called supernatural powers would be nothing more than flowers and plants on the roadside that I could pick up with just a raise of my hand.

So he answered, "What is described in it is not supernatural power."

The girl nodded in understanding and said, "It seems that the uncle did not lie."

The young Taoist hesitated.

Senior Sister Yu Miao's swordsmanship is already outstanding. She said that the path she had seen leads directly to the supreme realm of Hun Yuan. In the heavenly realm, she can be called an emperor. If one does not join the heavenly system but only practices outside, he is honored as a Heavenly Venerable. In the words spoken by this uncle, there was actually a hint of a majestic and broad-minded demeanor that exceeded what Senior Sister had seen.

Senior sister has never had a glimpse of the realm of Emperor Tianzun.

The so-called Hunyuan is probably just like looking up and seeing the top of a mountain when walking on a mountain road.

It must be different from the real mountain scenery.

So, could this uncle be a certain emperor in heaven, or a Taoist master who lives in seclusion? Qi Wuhuo wanted to express his doubts, but when he saw that the girl didn't care at all, he thought about it and felt that it was unnecessary. Since the Taoist master had answered like this, he could just do as usual.

Why bother with those so-called persons?

The girl talked to Qi Wuhuo and Uncle Niu about what the uncle did, and said, "He must be a lazy guy. He even has great ways to avoid others looking for him. He even told me how to hide. Let me tell you, Wuhuo, Uncle Niu... Hmm? Uncle Niu?"

Yunqin didn't get a response and turned away subconsciously.

I saw Uncle Niu sitting cross-legged.

One hand makes the mudra of granting wishes, and the other hand makes the mudra of giving up fearlessness.

His face was just like when he was "enlightened" by Medicine Buddha before, full of compassion and without worldly desires. His eyes became soft and narrow, just like the statues of Bodhisattva in the temple. Looking at his appearance, a halo almost appeared behind his head. It was only because he did it himself this time that there were no so many external appearances.

Only his lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something. If you listened carefully, you would know that this old cow was saying -

"I can't hear, I can't hear, I don't know, I don't know."

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen..."

"I heard that it was the fault of Buddhism and had nothing to do with me, Old Cow."

"I can't hear you. I can't hear you."

Although the old ox has no ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, it also has no knowledge of what is ahead and what is behind.

But he has rich experience in the martial arts world. He has been to the human world, the demon world, the Buddhist and Taoist sects, and the Big Dipper star field.

After being almost drained of his rich experience in the underworld, Lao Niu realized that this was a very big deal.

The second thought was that no matter who that person was, he should not have any ill will towards Xiao Yunqin and Wuhuo.

The third thought was to pretend to be blind and deaf.

To avoid becoming beef jerky one day.

"I can't hear it. I can't hear it."

The girl was puzzled, and then looked at Qi Wuhuo and said, "Uncle Niu, if you don't want to listen, forget it. Wuhuo, Wuhuo, do you know how experienced that uncle is? He has many ways to avoid being found by others. He is also very interesting. He divides these things into several categories. Obviously, they are just lazy methods, but they look like some Taoist scriptures."

"There are [hiding methods], [escaping methods], and [mixing primordial methods]. What else can you say? The [fixing destiny] method is too deliberate, although it can prevent others from finding it."

"But in fact, you are also exposing yourself to others that you are in this [domain]."

"It is impossible to interfere or find."

"Then just chop it off with your sword."

"If we directly cover the entire area of ​​[Fixed Qi], the enemy will definitely show up. If we do this, they will be forced out. This is not good."

"We should use many means that leave no traces to achieve an effect similar to the [Heaven-Covering Machine]. Although it is not as good as the real [Heaven-Covering Machine], it is wonderful in that it leaves no traces and will not be detected. You can advance and retreat at will, and it will not restrict yourself like the fixed fate. You even gave me several examples..."

The young Taoist just listened to the girl's words with a gentle smile.

But gradually I discovered that this was not experience at all.

This is a supreme and miraculous method of divine secret.

Isn't the so-called Daozang actually the words that people on the road write down what they see, hear, know and feel, and pass them on to their disciples? If we look at it this way, what the girl in front of us has obtained may not be the experience of avoiding disciples, but the most direct inheritance of "not writing down words, passing on by word of mouth".

He was even worried that the girl in front of him didn't like listening to those boring Taoist scriptures.

The wonderful Dharma is hidden in jokes in daily life and taught.

The old ox's mouth twitched, and then he sighed, stood up, and said, "Uncle Niu is tired and wants to take a nap."

"You guys chat, you guys chat."

Then turned around.

He walked in a direction that the boys and girls couldn't see.

Holding a pillar of Niu Palace.

Stroke it with your palm.

I just feel that the touch is delicate and the weight is solid and heavy.

He sighed with emotion:

"What a great pillar."

“Solid enough!”

The pillars of the twenty-eight constellations' palace all come from the branches of Jianmu. They are strong and thick, able to support the luck and weight of the stars. So they are heavy. The old ox hugged them with both hands, and then murmured a few words with a pious face, and then he exerted force with a pair of arms that could carry mountains.

He just used his forehead, without any protection, and hit Jianmu with a loud bang, hitting him hard.

boom!!!

Even the Niu Su Palace seemed to tremble slightly.

Then the old ox rolled his eyes, but still did not fall down on the spot.

Instead, he staggered a few steps before lying back and falling asleep immediately.

The old cow's spirit is also very experienced and can disconnect just right.

He fell to the ground with a plop.

Fold your hands over your heart.

His face was full of peace.

He fell into a deep sleep like a calf thousands of years ago.

Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to.

…

The girl was very interested in explaining the techniques of using those methods. Qi Wuhuo found it difficult to understand the complicated parts, but Yunqin explained them clearly and said, "These things are very useful. I have used them. They can really help me avoid the teacher's soul."

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and said, "Yunqin, have you learned it?"

The girl said as a matter of course: "I have learned it. It is such a useful little trick."

“This isn’t difficult!”

Qi Wuhuo said to himself: "Not difficult..."

The girl held her chin with one hand and said confidently:

"It's not some magical power of Taoism, nor is it some secret teaching of Taoism. How difficult is it?"

"You can hide from the teacher, although you will still be caught by the teacher later, but hiding for a while is better than hiding for a while. I have a broad mind."

"Hey, how about I teach you."

"Uncle didn't say I couldn't tell anyone."

The girl spoke in different categories, and used her own experience of hiding from the teacher as an example. She spoke seriously, as if there was only a mirror between them. She was very serious when she spoke, and her eyes were bright, like a student who was sharing her experience of skipping classes. After speaking for a long time, the young Taoist was thinking seriously about the example Yun Qin gave, and suddenly he heard a soft laugh in his ears.

I raised my eyes slightly and saw the girl on the other side of the mirror trying to hold back her laughter.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, nothing."

After a while, the laughter was heard again.

The young Taoist was helpless: "What happened?"

"Nothing."

The girl pretended to be indifferent, but failed: "It's really nothing."

"I just suddenly felt that it was finally my turn to teach you, and I was very happy, and suddenly I wanted to laugh."

“There doesn’t seem to be any reason.”

"Ah, is that strange?"

Qi Wuhuo thought about it and said, "Not really."

"That's good. Here, here, I'll tell you how to hide here..."

Yunqin answered with a smile.

Qi Wuhuo listened carefully.

The little peacock seemed to feel uncomfortable suddenly. It moved its body and crawled out from the secret pocket inside the young Taoist's sleeve. Then it let out two "ah" sounds and flew up along the sleeve of Qi Wuhuo's Taoist robe very sensitively. Then it flapped its wings and jumped out with the spirit of a roc spreading its wings and soaring thousands of miles.

Then it landed steadily on the shoulder of the young Taoist priest.

He rubbed Qi Wuhuo's temples affectionately.

Then, as if he sensed something, he subconsciously looked at the strange bronze mirror.

I saw Yunqin approaching.

Yunqin’s eyes widened.

The little peacock was in deep thought.

He stretched out his wings and placed them on Qi Wuhuo's temples, giving himself courage.

Then he stared at the beautiful girl in the mirror with wide eyes.

Staring at each other.

All of them said:

"No doubt, no doubt."

"Azizi."

"What is this?!"