Old Qingniu looked depressed.

He finally rushed out and let go of his hooves, but before he took a few steps, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then he saw the old man. He was also there. He felt depressed for not being able to escape, but he was also happy to see the old man again after such a long absence. It was really quite complicated.

Qi Wuhuo stepped forward to greet him and expressed all his confusion.

The old man stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Since you have seen the way to the North Pole, you have also seen the way to the South Pole."

"Although Wuhuo is confused, you should have your own ideas. Have you given up on the way to control the heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts that you talked about that day?"

A layer of chill burst out from the old blue ox's back.

A pair of cow eyes widened and stared at the young Taoist in front of him.

ha?!!

The gods and ghosts that suppress heaven, earth, and people?

Such a big mouth?!

Hiss——this little Taoist priest, who looks so mild and indifferent, how could he be even more rebellious than Xuandu? !

The young Taoist stood in front of the old man and said, "Of course not."

"only……"

The old man smiled and asked, "It's just that you feel that what you have seen and known is not enough. Simply saying such words does not have much power in front of the North Pole and the South Pole. You have to do it, not just talk, right?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

The old man asked: "If it is so, then the confusion of no doubt does not lie in knowing, but in doing."

“You already know, but you have never thoroughly practiced. Your knowledge and practice have never been unified, so you still feel weak in front of the North Pole and the South Pole.”

"Knowing is doing, and doing is the same. There is no difference. You need to practice the Tao, and then you can calm your mind. If you just talk about it, anyone can do it. To understand the roads of the North Pole and the South Pole and then walk out of them, rather than proposing your own road, is the true proof of the Tao."

Qi Wuhuo said in a deep voice: "Disciple knows, but——"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, then continued Qi Wuhuo's words:

"It's just that there are too many things to do, and you are alone, so you can't handle them all, right?"

"I have a sense of seeing the way of the north and south, seeing the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, but I am also worried that my own path will be affected by them; and if I only walk on my own path, without seeing the heaven and earth, seeing all things, and seeing more, then in the end, perhaps what will appear is another [pole] like the South Pole Changsheng and the North Pole Ziwei, right?"

"I can't split myself into two parts, and I can't see the world."

The old man looked at his disciple with a smile and said gently, "That's why I came here."

Qi Wuhuo bowed and said in a deep voice: "Please teach me, teacher."

The old man stroked his beard and laughed, then handed the lamp in his hand to Qi Wuhuo. The young Taoist took it with both hands, only to feel that the lamp in his hand was extremely heavy, like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. The lamp was shaped like eight sides, each with a unique view, indescribable. Inside was a cluster of purple-gold flames, burning slowly, seemingly without any temperature.

However, the light of Huo Yao on the back of Qi Wuhuo's hand became brighter and brighter. Qi Wuhuo could almost sense Huo Yao's excitement and fear.

"This is……"

"This thing is called the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern."

"It's no different, except that this light will never go out."

Qingniu's pupils contracted violently.

Qingniu, who had trained his body to be as strong as a bronze head and iron arms, and had a diamond body, felt his liver tremble.

No difference? ! !

There are three lamps of this level in the world.

One is in the Yuxu Palace, one is between life and death, and the other is in the hands of the young man in front of him.

The old man sat upright, stroking his beard, but he moved slightly, and the green ox under him moved naturally, and clouds and mist appeared silently under his feet. The young Taoist also stepped on the clouds and mist. The green ox carried the old man and walked slowly in front, so the road ahead was flat and slow, and it no longer seemed that one step was deep and one step was shallow.

The Supreme said with a smile: "Wuhuo has just become an immortal, and his foundation is solid."

"It's already cold in the mountains, the leaves are turning yellow, what month is it in the human world?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "Autumn is getting deeper, and it is almost October."

The old man sighed, stroked his beard and said gently: "I met you several years ago when autumn turned into winter, and I helped you enter Taoism; now you have achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of your Head, I should help you ascend to the immortal world, our fate ends here, just one more New Year's Day, the world will be in turmoil..." The old man smiled, swept the whisk in his hand, and gently pressed it against the young Taoist's heart:

"Or is it that if my disciple is moved, the whole world will be moved?"

The young Taoist held the [Eight Scenery Palace Lantern] and stood there quietly. The purple-gold flame, representing the [Heaven Burning Purple Flame] of the Three Pure Ones, was reflected in the young Taoist's eyes. His black hair was hanging down, and his Taoist robe was dark blue. He looked different from when he met the old man at the end of the year when he was fourteen years old. He said, "Teacher, do you think that this disciple will be born?"

The old man smiled and replied:

"No matter what, after the Wuhuo New Year, we should go down the mountain and enter the world."

"Before you wanted to enter the world, but now I see that you want to hide from the world."

"Hahaha."

The green ox carried the old man, stepping on the clouds. The clouds slowly rolled and finally dispersed, landing in front of the small courtyard on the mountain. The old green ox was now in its original form. It used its head and horns to push open the closed wooden door very lightly and flexibly, and walked in. The man in gray was sitting on a chair, not sitting properly, with one foot on the chair and one hand holding a big chicken leg and eating it.

He ate so much that his mouth was dripping with oil, and he also drank some wine. He took two bites of meat and tilted his head back to take a sip of wine.

What a great time!

Humph, this brat’s cooking skills are pretty good, hahahaha.

But I didn’t eat much of those.

Sir, I cleaned it up for you, haha. This can be considered as eating together with Yu. After that, I bragged... ahem, I said some things.

He was listening, eating and drinking, when suddenly he saw the green ox coming over from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but burst into laughter and said, "Old green ox."

"What's wrong? Didn't you just do it? If you don't come out by yourself, you will definitely not be this kid's mount."

"Are you so eager to rush to the sky and overturn the Xuandu Temple?"

"Why are you back again... cough cough cough cough——"

Di Ting's joking and teasing voice froze for a moment, and the chicken leg meat almost got stuck in his throat. He saw the old cow holding its head high and chest out, looking dignified, and then an old man with white hair and beard walked over, and a young Taoist priest next to him was holding an Eight Scenery Palace Lantern, and the purple-gold flame seemed to be able to illuminate both sides.

It also illuminated Di Ting's dull and frozen face.

"Too, too, too much..."

Di Ting's face suddenly changed, he pounded his chest hard, coughed violently, then suddenly bowed, his face pale, and said loudly: "I, Di Ting, the subordinate of Ksitigarbha of the Netherworld, have heard of [The Great True One, respected by all saints, the ancestor of all saints, the ancestor of true gods, worshipped every day, the master of all emperors, the Great Heavenly Venerable of Supreme Taiqing Daode!]"

Di Ting's body tensed up.

Damn, I’m sober now!

This was the first time the young Taoist heard his teacher’s honorific title.

It was also the first time I saw Di Ting react like this.

Even when he kicked the doors of Beiji and Hou Tu Niangniang, they just turned around and ran away without such a big reaction.

The old man couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to help him stand up and listen carefully, then smiled helplessly and said, "Why do you have to do this?"

"If it weren't for you, how could I have such a good disciple?"

"Hahaha, Old Niubi can't thank you enough."

Listen carefully: "..."

The old man looked at Qi Wuhuo's residence and said with a smile: "Is this courtyard where you live now, Wuhuo?"

The young Taoist nodded in agreement.

This was a wooden house he had built himself after he ascended to heaven. He also grew some vegetables and dug a well. The old man swept the house with his whisk, thought for a moment, and said with a smile as usual: "How about leaving a room for me?" The young Taoist's eyes widened with surprise and delight.

The old man smiled and joked, "What's the matter? Didn't you just say that I would stay here for three months?"

"During these three months, I will not go anywhere else. I will stay here and teach you wholeheartedly."

"If Wuhuo has the ability, he can inherit my legacy."

"Before, you had no foundation, but now you have your own path and your own foundation. You can practice my methods and use them as your aid. How can my disciple not understand that the Yang Shen is outside and the Shen is outside? How can you not understand the power of calling the wind and rain, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang? I am also curious about how far you can learn in just three months."

The old man smiled and stroked his beard as he went inside.

When Old Qingniu heard this, his heart was filled with turmoil and his expression was filled with shock.

Qi Wuhuo invited them several times, but Di Ting and Lao Qingniu refused to go in.

The old blue ox was content to be the old ox's mount outside, but now when he saw the old man and the young man enter and a light came on, he sighed with emotion, "It has been a long time since I have seen the master so happy and cheerful, and I have never seen the master personally teach his disciples everything he has learned. Alas - from this point of view, if I see this Xuanwei in the future, I will have to call him "Second Master"."

Di Ting was silent, and said: "The Great Heavenly Venerable of Supreme Purity and Morality meant..."

Old Qingniu said without hesitation: "Three months."

"Teach whatever you want to learn, and learn as much as you can!"

"If he has great talent and has mastered all my master's profound skills, that would be his own method!"

"Teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and never keep anything to yourself!"

"From breathing and breathing, to refining the elixir and creating the world, to thousands of magical powers, there are endless mysteries. You can choose whatever you want to be the successor!"

Di Ting couldn't help but gasp: "Is it so expensive?!"

Old Qingniu just watched everything and said, "If you did something like this and were personally visited by the Southern Changsheng Emperor and the Northern Ziwei Emperor, hoping to be accepted as a Taoist friend or enemy, or even to defeat the Second Master Xuanwei with your own Taoism, you would also be valued by the master."

Di Ting couldn't help but pat his chest and murmured, "That's great, that's great."

"Fortunately, I chose to lead the way for the Supreme."

"Instead of giving it to those two."

Shangqing? If you lead Shangqing, Shangqing might notice you and say, "Huh? What is that? Chop it with your sword!"

Then listen carefully to what happened on the spot.

If I give it to Yuqing, Yuqing will definitely take him back to Yuxu Palace to teach.

Don't even think about going down the mountain for at least eight hundred years.

By that time, the turmoil in the demon world had long been settled.

The purpose of listening carefully cannot be achieved.

However, even so, Tai Shang's smiling words "old cow nose" almost frightened Di Ting so much that his heart stopped beating.

He passed out on the spot.

By now, my legs and feet feel a little weak.

Old Qingniu did not have the magical powers of Di Ting, so he naturally did not know the turmoil in Di Ting's heart. He just sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Yes, the master even gave him the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern."

Di Ting gasped: "Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns?!"

He was still making his final struggle: "Is it the lamp in the Bajing Palace, or that one..."

The old blue ox gave Di Ting a strange look and said, "Of course it's that one."

"The one among the three lamps of heaven, earth and man."

"The lamp that the master used to illuminate the four directions when he first preached in this world..."

Listen carefully and feel.

"Even the Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns have been given away. It seems that the Supreme Heavenly Venerable is in a good mood."

Hmm? Wait, he's in a good mood today?

Question: After designing the Supreme Taoist, he also let the other party say an old cow nose.

But this was when he gave away the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern and was in a good mood.

What if he's in a bad mood?

What if Qi Wuhuo failed to satisfy Tai Shang?

The more Di Ting thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more his scalp tingled. Tai Shang's words seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Plop!!!

Di Ting's legs and feet went limp.

Old Qingniu: “???”

Qingniu's eyes widened, confused: "What are you doing?!"

Di Ting straightened his back and said calmly, "I just feel a little uncomfortable in my legs and feet, so I rubbed them against the ground."

Qingniu sighed, "Why do you still rub the ground when your legs and feet are uncomfortable?"

"Your customs in the underworld are really strange."

"If my brother were here, he would definitely know about your strange custom."

Di Ting remained calm: "Ahem, um..."

"Please fetch me something, Brother Qingniu."

"Huh? What?"

"Three, no, thirty incense sticks!"

"I want the thickest kind!"

…

In the Beiji Ziwei Imperial Palace.

The Great Emperor of Beiji Ziwei stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the sky and everything below. What came to his mind was the bloody storm several eons ago. He also remembered that battle, when he was still young compared to his current life, and he watched his wife die in the chaos with his own eyes.

Silent and speechless, the black-robed boy still clearly felt the pain in his heart at this moment because of the powerlessness he could do.

Experience and the past shape character, and he changed the past era in his own way.

So he never questioned his path.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard.

It was like a scene from the past reappearing, with the sound of jade weapons colliding against the black jade folding fan. The Emperor of Beiji Ziwei lowered his eyes and watched Yunqin, who was holding a black jade fan, coming over. He saw Yunqin wearing tight clothes, with a raised brow, and the grandfather and grandson, one standing on top, and the other with his hands hanging down.

When the girl doesn't smile, her eyes are cold and clear, just like Beidi.

Emperor Beiji Ziwei glanced at the folding fan in Yunqin's hand, paused, and said, "What's the matter?"

Facing this great-grandfather, Yunqin was a little scared.

Then he immediately tried not to be timid and said:

"I am also of the Northern Emperor's bloodline, so I am qualified to do so."

The Emperor of Beiji Ziwei raised his eyes slightly.

The girl moved her wrist, and the folding fan flashed with black light and turned into a long sword. She raised it in her hand and said:

"I want--"

"Challenge the Northern Emperor!"