The land god Tao Taigong moved his hand away from the waist badge. When he felt the delicate and slightly cold touch disappear, he still felt a little reluctant. The [Mingzhen Taoist Alliance] is one of the large forces that is quite relaxed and neutral. With this waist badge and the imprint of the soul, he can use the power of the Taoist Alliance to do many things.

You can participate in discussions among practitioners in the city, and invite experts to explain your problems in cultivation.

You can also look for some precious spiritual herbs and treasures.

[Mingzhen Daomeng] is not a market town in the human world.

Instead, it is an organization centered on "understanding the truth and breaking delusion in order to pursue the great way." The so-called transaction only supports barter.

There are also ordinary people who, by chance, accidentally enter this place, which can be regarded as an encounter with an immortal.

Supernatural powers, elixir books and jade instructions, all the greatest treasures in the world can be found here.

With the token in hand, one can know in advance when the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance's discussion meeting will take place.

These were all very exciting things for Master Tao, and this news was related to the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, so before, even if Tan Tai Xuan was caught by a tiger and killed by Qi Wuhuo, he still took the token away directly. After all, he was thinking in his heart that he was the one who killed Tan Tai Xuan's soul, and this young man was just a person of low Taoism, so it was useless for him to have the token, so it was reasonable for him to take it away.

But what I saw before me dispelled such thoughts.

Taking it out at this moment is to create a good relationship.

Even if he is the God of Fortune, even if the young man in front of him only looks ordinary in cultivation.

However, just the two words "Tai Shang" have such weight.

Even if Qi Wuhuo belongs to the Tai Shang lineage, it is just his guess.

Same here!

Those who are not Taoists do not know the importance of these two words.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the badge.

In the end, even at this moment, the vitality and spirit are depleted.

He also supported himself to stand up, his body was weak, but he still bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you..."

In the Jinzhou disaster a few years ago, all my relatives and friends died. The last gentleman who was very kind to me at that time also died there. People and things were no longer human. I originally thought it was just a natural disaster, but now I seem to see it from another perspective——

[Mingzhen Daomeng] may be an opportunity.

An opportunity for him to truly understand what happened that year.

Tao Taigong was slightly startled. Seeing the sadness on the blue-shirted boy, he recalled what he said on the mountain. Thinking of a nine-year-old child going through that disaster, even the old landowner who had already made many calculations and considerations in his mind could not help but feel compassion. He sighed and comforted him: "Little Taoist friend Wuhuo, the dead cannot be resurrected... Please accept my condolences, please accept my condolences..."

"Although Buddhism is different from my Taoism, Buddhism emphasizes letting go, which is also somewhat desirable."

"In fact, occasionally letting go of obsession is also an option."

"Forget the past and you will see the Tathagata."

The young man took the token with great care and replied:

"The mother dies first, then the father."

"Sir, go to the vegetable market, in exchange for me to return to the human world."

"I don't know Mr. Tao."

"Have you ever seen people eating each other?"

The old man was speechless.

He sighed in his heart for a long time, exchanged a few words, and when he stood up to say goodbye, he said with some sincerity: "Brother Wuhuo, you can come to the mountains often. I have practiced here for a long time and have traveled around the world. I have many classics on the five arts of Taoism. You can chat more."

"Besides, the Mountain God is about to break through. After the breakthrough, he will not stay here for too long. He will travel around."

"We should also get together during this last moment."

Qi Wuhuo had recovered some of his strength by this time, and he still forced himself to stand up and send the old man out.

Grandpa Tao stopped in front of the wooden door, smiled and stopped him, saying, "Brother Wuhuo has not recovered yet, so don't send him off."

Qi Wuhuo stood at the door, thought for a moment, and said:

"Grandpa Tao just mentioned it."

"Buddhism says that all living things suffer, and that letting go can bring liberation."

Tao Taigong nodded and said, "Yes."

Then I saw the child, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, smiled gently.

He is a young and handsome boy, with the wind blowing and the moon shining brightly.

He replied:

"If that's the case."

“May I never be freed.”

Tao Taigong's smile trembled slightly, and his palm stroking his beard suddenly stopped. He seemed to be touched by this sentence, and his heart was up and down several times. Then he sighed, bowed, turned around and left. When he walked to the alley, he saw the young man still watching at the door. The old man sighed and sighed softly:

"All living beings go everywhere to seek the inheritance of the Tao, but who knows that the lineage also selects disciples based on their character."

"He is both a Confucianist and a Taoist. He should be from the same lineage as the Supreme One..."

The old man sighed for a long time. As soon as he stepped on the ground, his body melted into the earth veins, like a fish in water. In an instant, he had escaped dozens of miles and entered a wonderful place. At first glance, the houses were well-maintained, no worse than those of the rich families in the city. There were many antiques from hundreds of years ago, full of ancient charm.

There is a couplet at the door.

The first couplet is [The temple is small but the magical power is great]

The second line is [The sky is high and the sun and moon are long]

Entering another room, there is another door, which looks vaguely similar to the land temple in this town, except for the size. There is also a couplet.

The first couplet is, don’t laugh at my small temple and small gods, just make a wish and try.

The second line is: Don’t rely on your power and influence to do evil.

In the past, the old man was quite proud of his couplet, but now looking at it and thinking about the young man's gentle temperament, he felt that the following sentence was extremely eye-catching. When he went in, he saw that the other two land gods were already there. Shen Hongxue, who was wearing brown clothes, was drinking, while Luo Yizhen was reading a book with a smile.

When Tao Taigong came in, Luo Yizhen looked up and said with a smile: "Brother, you are quite late. Where have you been?"

Shen Hongxue smiled and said, "From the direction I see from Master Tao, he should be going to look for the mountain god's new friend, that little kid who is still wet behind the ears. How is his quality? Is he a material for cultivating and attaining enlightenment?"

But he never expected that the usually kind-hearted and well-mannered God of Land would put the teacup in his hand on the table, frowned and scolded: "What a little brat?!"

The tone of this sentence became more serious, which made Shen Hongxue and Luo Yizhen stunned.

Then I saw Tao Taigong pause, bowed his hands, and said seriously:

"It should be Qi Xiaoyou!"

…

After Qi Wuhuo sent Master Tao away, he walked back to the stone table step by step. He staggered and sat down.

He let out a long breath, his expression a little listless, with a bright look in his eyes. He stroked the badge on his waist that represented the only clue at the moment. It was unknown what he was thinking. After a long time, he let out a long breath and looked towards the black iron sword box.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the sword case. It felt cold, and the chill seemed to seep into his bones through his fingertips.

This is a pretty good magic weapon.

Qi Wuhuo vaguely felt that there was a place that could contain his own vital energy. When the qi was running, the sword box suddenly made a few clicking sounds, and a burst of light suddenly emanated from it. Next, the magic weapon's spiritual light suddenly became stronger. The next moment, several objects flew directly out of the sword box and landed steadily on the table. Qi Wuhuo was surprised, knowing that he had driven this treasure unconsciously.

These things should be the treasures of that evil cultivator.

There are a lot of things, filling up the table.

If you look closely, they can be roughly divided into several categories. The first thing that catches your eye is three white thin-necked porcelain bottles.

There were also several boxes, each containing medicinal herbs and materials.

A sword with red ropes wrapped around it, looking ominous.

A package, inside of which was something that looked like a crystal emitting white light.

A three-legged emerald furnace that can be held in the palm of your hand.

In addition to this, there was a book with yellowed pages.

"Is this... a record of practice?"

"Or is it something related to the Mingzhen Dao League?"

Qi Wuhuo did not look at the objects that were emitting spiritual light.

Instead, he picked up the scroll and opened it. The first line of text stunned Qi Wuhuo.

[Record of Becoming Immortal].