"Ask him?"

The boy was sitting in front of his mother, listening to her telling about his experience when he was just born.

I was quite surprised in my heart. I was very curious about the strange people and things my parents mentioned. I looked dignified and said:

"If my son leaves, mother..."

His mother gently comforted him, "You were originally a little weak, but now, thanks to your teachings, you have regained some strength. I don't know why, but your old ailments have gradually become less severe over the past ten years and have never recurred."

"You go to study abroad, don't worry about your mother."

So the young man agreed and asked about the place, but he did not leave immediately.

The New Year is approaching, and he plans to go to the capital after the New Year.

While your parents are still alive, do not travel far away, and if you do travel, have a plan.

When he stood up and walked out, he was tall and strong. Although his eyebrows were a little immature, his demeanor was dignified and people did not dare to look down on him because of his age. Most of the villagers respected him very much, while those idle hooligans were full of fear of this young man who was only fifteen years old.

No other——

They have all suffered.

The boy's mother was young and beautiful. She lived here alone with her son. There was no clan protection behind her and there were no adult men in the family. Naturally, she would attract strange looks. Many conflicts had occurred there and she often had to move to another place with her son.

Later, when the boy grew up, a butcher, relying on his official status, wanted to force him to marry him as a concubine. In the end, the boy went alone to question him.

He first talked about the laws and regulations, then discussed the virtues of the villagers and scolded them for being unreasonable.

When he was only seven or eight years old, while other people of his age were just playing around, he was already very organized. The adults around him were just hooligans and could not defeat him.

There was no point in reasoning, so they swarmed over and tried to force the child to submit with their fists.

In the end, the young man beat him up until his head was bleeding.

He is as strong as an ox and can beat people until they are hung on the wall like paintings. He is nimble in punches and feet and insists on reason, but he has a temper as hot as fire, which can be seen from this.

When his mother arrived, she saw the child pinning two big men to the ground with one hand.

When the officials came to inquire, they found that the child completely met the definition of "attacking in self-defense after being bullied and attacked", which was in compliance with the law and filial piety, so he was acquitted. Instead, those hooligans who were beaten half to death suffered the consequences.

From then on, no one dared to bully them mother and son anymore.

Especially one day I heard that the young man fell asleep with his sword and halberd as his pillow.

Others dare not even have any evil thoughts.

He went to buy some meat, vegetables, and fruits. Thinking that the New Year was coming, he silently recited the address his mother had given him, and said to himself, "The Taoist priest in the treasury."

What kind of person would that be?

…

Qi Wuhuo breathed in and out, calming his mind. He looked at the white paper on the table, picked up a pen, and words flowed out naturally from under the tip of the pen. The words described various skills, but they were not his own creation. Instead, they were the integration of countless ancient records in the storage room.

Some of them were narrated by Queen Nuwa herself, representing the methods that humans in ancient times were good at.

Part of it is the huge Taoist rhyme within the Taiyi body.

Before, Qi Wuhuo had faced the origin of the One, and caught a glimpse of the back of his teacher from that era. After a discussion on the Tao, Kaihuang Mojie Tianzun left, but those many Dao rhymes had not dissipated. In his body, they would make his spirit swell and ache, and his eyebrows would feel as if they were torn apart, so he simply threw them directly into the Taiyi Gong body.

The Taiyi Gongti itself is the remaining part of the Taiyi God that remained in this era, and later turned into a Gongti, like a big tree. All the Taoist fruits and Taoist rhymes have dissipated, leaving only a few branches and frames, and this structure remains.

And now, it is filled with the breath of Tao from the origin of One.

This can be considered as [original soup into original food].

Qi Wuhuo did not take the initiative to analyze the information of the Tao rhyme, but just let the Taiyi Gong body transform it naturally, just like a tree reabsorbing water and nutrients, stretching its branches again, and growing leaves and fruits. Then Qi Wuhuo picked the fruit again and recorded its charm in the form of words on a piece of white paper.

I want to pass it on to future generations, so I keep it in this storage room.

The Taoist picked up the pen and recorded the magical power and rhyme in words. Fuxi sneered at this and said, "What's the point of recording these things? The more powerful and profound these things are, the higher the threshold is, and the less suitable they are for ordinary people. How many people in the future can understand these things?"

Although he said this, Fuxi still became somewhat interested in it.

The original "Book of Changes" was hidden in this storage room.

The Qi in Qi Wuhuo's body flows and changes without stopping for a moment. His Qi has long been perfected, but after it has reached perfection, in the past ten years or so, it seems to have completely stopped and has never moved forward even a little bit. However, it is not appropriate to say that it has stopped.

Because the amount of human Qi is constantly increasing.

It becomes thicker, more solid, and more pure.

It is like the North Sea, with endless and vast water.

But at another level, at the level of [quality] and [style], it has come to a standstill.

Sometimes, the sheer amount of accumulation cannot completely break through this barrier, which is as thin as paper, as thick as a mountain, as majestic as the heaven and earth, as inexhaustible as the rivers and seas, stretching endlessly and flowing constantly. Below this, at most it is just the level of [Heavenly Qi] transformed by the rituals of the Great Lord of Justice.

And above this, it is the [Divine Qi] represented by the Taiyi Body.

That is the supreme foundation.

Fuxi just sneered at the problem of being stuck in breaking through the barrier. He felt that if Qi Wuhuo had not been so stubborn and had not spread that ray of understanding of the Imperial Control directly to the human world, with more than ten years of practice, he should have been able to hone it out no matter what.

"Not plucking a hair, not damaging a hair, isn't that also a great state of mind?"

“How ridiculous.”

Qi Wuhuo had a different opinion on this.

After spending more than ten years with Fuxi, he had already figured out how to get along with this man in green. He just spoke in a gentle tone, not hurriedly, "It has accumulated day by day. It seems that there is no change, but in fact, the skills are all in the usual time. The path that Emperor Haotian took back then was the so-called [breaking the law with force]."

"In fact, when the power accumulates to a certain level, it is enough to sweep away everything."

"So we know that if we accumulate these small flows into our hearts, they will eventually flow into the sea. Quantitative change will always bring about qualitative change. Three hundred years is a long time, but we can afford to wait."

Fuxi said: "Quantitative change and qualitative change, where is the transformation in that instant?"

"Where is the opportunity for this instantaneous transformation?"

The man in green shirt pointed out the key to the problem in one sentence.

They have had this debate many times.

For some reason, the Taiji Xihuang Emperor, who was known by all the gods for his indifference, seemed to take the Taoist's life and death very seriously. He kept it in his heart and would talk about it many times every few days. The Taoist glanced at the sky and said slowly, "It will come."

…

It's another New Year's Day.

The New Year's festival is lively and bustling, especially the New Year's festival now. Although the human world has not yet been completely unified, such a domineering and magnificent trend has already been achieved. In the current Shenwu capital, during the New Year's festival, you can see performances from all over the world and eat all kinds of delicious food.

Many musical instruments with regional characteristics played together magnificent and grand music, which made people intoxicated in it unconsciously. Half a year after the New Year's Day, this festive and joyful atmosphere has not completely ended, and still left a little tail in people's hearts. Ximen Da Chong ran out excitedly and seized the last opportunity with his familiar friends to visit the capital of the world's largest city and the world's most majestic city.

The girl next door was with him.

They are of similar age. Although she is not very pretty, she is still cute. She has very large round eyes. She wears a thick light green dress, deerskin boots, and a green flute on her waist. She has bright eyes and a youthful and lively look, which makes people like her.

Now Ximen Da rushed out only because this girl invited him.

The two of them walked along the way, but gradually left the prosperous market in the city. What they saw in front of them gradually deviated from the bustling direction. Only the noisy sounds from behind them gradually faded away. In front of them, they saw the back of the girl, the echo of her footsteps, and the lamp in her hand, illuminating the left and right, but it could only illuminate the space between the two of them. The atmosphere was ambiguous and quiet.

Ximen Dachong was suspicious and puzzled: "Why did you bring me here?"

"Why, do you have anything else to do?"

"certainly!"

Ximen Dachong frowned, and as a matter of course, replied sternly: "I still have to go back and meditate and practice!"

"Today's homework is not yet completed!"

The girl burst out laughing.

He turned around, reached out and held Ximen Da Chong's arm.

A faint fragrance wafts towards me.

As a result, Ximen Dachong's firm will to practice seemed to be overwhelmed and became soft.

Being pulled by the girl, he stumbled forward. After walking through several roads, he could faintly hear the sound of water. He couldn't help but be surprised. After turning a road, he saw a long river. The river passed through the capital city, and a section of it was used as a moat. However, at this moment, there were lights on this rather remote river.

There is a candlelight in the lamp, shining like stars.

The reflection on the river was bright and beautiful, and Ximen Da Chong looked dazed.

“It’s really beautiful.”

He couldn't help but speak.

"Is it?"

The young girl next to her answered proudly that as for the custom of lanterns, it had never existed in the past, and it seemed that it had only started in the last ten years or so. In the beginning, there were only a few lanterns flowing on the river, and people at that time used it to pray for blessings, and then they learned it slowly, and folded lanterns and placed them on the river, on which they would write their own wishes.

In this vibrant era, ten years is too long for this custom to emerge and spread.

The girl squatted by the roadside, placed a lantern on the river, and then watched the lantern go away along the river. She clasped her hands together, made a wish in her heart, and prayed silently for something. Ximen Da Chong just felt bored, but as he walked leisurely, he found an acquaintance.

The man in a black robe and a jade crown placed a lamp on the river, and with a gentle push of his hand, let the lamp sway forward. Ximen Dachong subconsciously stepped forward, bowed, and then greeted, "Master?!!!"

The man turned around. He was tall and slender, with a gentle and calm expression. He nodded with a smile.

Ximen Dachong felt a little embarrassed and asked, "Master, are you here to send river lanterns too?"

When I say it, I want to slap myself in the face.

Isn't this something that anyone can see with their eyes?

The girl over there bought some snacks. It is said that this custom started to spread here more than ten years ago. At first, it seemed that a young Taoist priest distributed some to an old man on the roadside. The old man ate them and found them delicious. He could not forget them. As the custom of lanterns spread, this delicacy also spread along with it.

Ximen Da Chong asked, "Who are you praying for, Master?"

The black-robed man raised his head gently, looked at the sky, and said, "I guess so."

"I haven't seen her for many years..."

"When I first met her, she was somewhat similar to what I saw today."

The young man saw that the teacher in front of him had a gentle and calm expression.

He blurted out: "Are you missing her? Why don't you go see her?"

The man in black shirt paused, then smiled gently and said, "You won't see it."

Ximen Da Chong didn't know what to say, he just watched the Taoist sitting there, and then he stood up and said goodbye.

The man was tall and slender, with a handsome and gentle look. His black hair fell down and his black robe moved slightly as he walked away step by step.

It was immersed in the inky night.

In the sky there are stars like rivers, and beside them there are rivers like galaxies.

He walked away step by step. He was just laughing during the previous conversation, but it made Ximen Da Chong feel inexplicably lonely.

The young man was in a trance, and almost felt that the river carrying these lanterns was like the stars in the sky. As it was already late at night, as he watched the river flow forward, the lights on the river seemed to be getting farther and farther away and smaller, as if they were connected to the stars in the sky.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

The girl patted his shoulder, startling him. He turned around and complained in an annoyed tone, which made the girl laugh instead. Then she stuffed a dessert into his mouth. It had a glutinous texture, but when he bit it, he found that it contained a very sweet filling.

“It’s sesame filling.”

“So sweet.”

“Are there no other flavors?”

The girl sat next to him, holding a small bowl with the snacks in it, and said, "Yes, I asked too, and there are none."

Ximen Dachong was puzzled and asked, "Why not?"

“Hmm…”

The girl thought for a moment and replied, "It seems that the person who first released the river lantern and gave the snack to the old lady said that the snack was made for an old friend, and that old friend liked the taste the most, so he didn't want it to change."

Ximen Dachong muttered: "Old friend..."

Somehow I thought of my previous teacher.

The river flowed quietly in the night, and the lanterns above it were bright, as if the stars in the sky had fallen into the river. The man in the black robe raised his head, looked between Niu and Dou, smiled slightly, and walked away step by step, out of sight.

Today is the fifteenth day after the Chinese New Year.

Lanterns are set off on the river, and snacks are always filled with sesame filling.

The immortals in the sky looked down at the lights in the human world, which were as bright as day. They also saw the fortune in the human world gradually calming down. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and looked at each other and said, "The fortune in the human world is stable. There is no need to worry anymore."

This feeling spread throughout the heavenly realm. The immortals, gods, and generals in Tianshuyuan and Nanji Changshengtian also felt at ease and were more confident about what was going to happen next!

It's just this kind of atmosphere, although it is indeed magnificent.

but--

How can that be enough?

Haah, mere mortals, don't underestimate Tianshuyuan, don't underestimate Nanjitian, don't underestimate the endless immortals! The gap between heaven and man is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth. If you put lanterns on the river, they are just river lanterns. Can they be compared with the stars in the sky? !

But ants!

And at this time in the atmosphere, the world gradually became calm and peaceful.

A young man named Qiu walked into the capital of Shenwu.