"Qingyu?"

The young Taoist's mind paused, and he thought of another name in an instant, but he saw that the middle-aged man had a peerless appearance and extraordinary bearing. However, before he could fully react, he directly "forgot" the uniqueness of the middle-aged man in front of him. It seemed that as long as he realized his identity, he would immediately lose awareness of the concept of his identity.

Then, the perception of him paradoxically returns to "a mysterious and extraordinary neighbor."

After politely greeting, the young Taoist originally planned to go back into the house. Then, just like other neighbors who brought him pots, pans, and vegetables, Qi Wuhuo also brought a few days' worth of food and vegetables to visit. However, after opening the door, he found that the house was just a quiet room.

The young Taoist's wooden hairpin exudes a hint of coolness.

A thought came to my mind.

Isn't the place where I live the house where the people who guarded the mountain lived in the past? This should be the most remote place, why is there another house next to it?

Is there a yard next to my house?

Then he shook his head.

This courtyard is eternal.

How could I have the idea that there was no such yard here?

It's so weird.

The young Taoist politely chatted with Mr. Qingyu for a few words, put down the vegetables and rice noodles, and said politely: "I live next door, we are neighbors from the same village. If Mr. Qingyu has any problems in the future, you can call me and I will definitely come to help."

The middle-aged man glanced at the rice, flour, grain and oil and said calmly, "I can't do it."

The young Taoist was stunned, and the little peacock's eyes widened. He sent a message to Qi Wuhuo:

"Azizi!"

"How can someone say that being able to eat but not being able to cook is so...natural!"

The young Taoist said in a gentle tone, "Then I will do it for you."

"Can."

The little peacock gnashed his teeth and whispered to himself.

"Can?!!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Aqi, did you hear that?!"

"What do you mean by 'can'?"

"You cook for him, you cook for him! Shouldn't he be very grateful? Shouldn't he at least help wash the vegetables?"

"How can you take it so lightly and take it for granted?!"

"This guy's personality is so annoying!"

The young Taoist priest didn't care about these. He just smiled and comforted the angry Qi Yuntun, and then cooked a simple meal.

The middle-aged man who called himself Qingyu put down his chopsticks after taking just one bite.

Just this action was enough to make the little peacock, who cherished food the most and thought that Aqi was the best cook in the world, angry.

The middle-aged man glanced at Qi Wuhuo and said calmly: "Looking at your aura, you also know how to practice?"

The young Taoist said, "I have only just started."

Taoist Qingyu said casually: "Since you have entered the door, why are you so ignorant?"

The young Taoist said calmly, "I am an ordinary person with ordinary talent and weak physique. It is a great honor for me to be favored by the teacher and enter the door of cultivation. I have not been able to receive the true teachings of cultivation because I have not worked hard enough."

"I wonder what advice you have, senior?"

Taoist Qingyu looked up, and an unused chopstick flew out of the chopstick holder on the side and gently tapped the Taoist young man's arm. In an instant, Qi Wuhuo felt that the powerful Qi in his body suddenly stopped and could no longer be used. Taoist Qingyu slightly raised the chopstick in his hand and pointed it at Qi Wuhuo's throat, which made him feel an incomparable terror.

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "Qi is OK, but the other methods are just complicated."

"You rely on your little understanding and cleverness to piece together a combination to fight the enemy. If you really encounter an opponent with a system, your methods will have too many flaws. You have only survived because you have not encountered a truly amazing person. But even so, your foundation is already broken."

"Do you think you'll be so lucky next time?"

He loosened his hand, and Qi Wuhuo's Qi began to flow again.

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "What do you think cultivation is?"

The young Taoist answered subconsciously: "Taoism is the root, supernatural powers are the end, with Qi as the main principle, evolving all things."

Qingyu nodded, and then said calmly: "Then why is your body so weak?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "This junior has never practiced physical training."

Qingyu looked at him, frowned, and shouted: "All things in the world come from one to two, two to three, and three to all things."

"Your body is just a transformation of Qi."

"It is also one aspect of Qi."

"If you cultivate Qi, how can you not cultivate your body?"

"How can there be a distinction between body, qi, and spirit?"

"absurd."

With a flick of his sleeves, he suddenly threw a book to Qi Wuhuo and said calmly, "Since you have passed my [Trial], I give you this. It contains some methods for training your body, which are insignificant. It also contains some medicines and formations. You can go and take a look. I will give you an answer in seven days."

The young Taoist suddenly felt a sense of doubt in his heart, "The current situation does not make sense."

But the next moment, this doubt was suppressed by some mysterious force and became "natural" again.

Even with the power of the Supreme lineage and the telepathy gained from Pharmacist Liuli, he was unable to sense any malicious intent.

So when the young Taoist returned to his room, he had a book and a handful of medicine bags in his hands.

This medicine is used for medicinal baths, but there are only three portions. Taoist Qingyu asked Qi Wuhuo to use it once a day, and after three days, he would mix the medicinal properties of the medicine again.

Little Peacock Qi Yuntun was puzzled: "What a strange person, Qi!"

"Um."

The young Taoist nodded. The Taoist Qingyu was indeed very surprised. He casually placed the things in his hand on the table, and then meditated and refined Qi according to his usual practice methods. For some reason, this time the Qi refining was much easier than the previous ones, as if he had put down a burden that he had been carrying for a long time, as if there had always been a layer of dust in his heart.

And now, this layer of dust has finally been blown away.

Then I can be myself, no longer restricted, and can be free and do whatever I want.

After one day of refining Qi, the effect was at least 30% better than before.

It looked like only 30%, but with the increase of practice time, this was a very considerable growth, and his mind felt relaxed. Compared with the heaviness of the past, he was more like a young man. The little peacock asked curiously: "Aqi, why do you feel different..."

"I have changed? How have I changed?"

The little peacock was very confused and circled around Qi Wuhuo twice, but still couldn't find the reason.

Finally, the little medicine spirit patted Qi Wuhuo's temples with a humming sound, then spread out his arms and drew a big circle.

Then he stamped his feet again.

After a while, the little peacock Qi Yuntun finally understood the reason from his playmate and said, "Well, it said, Aqi, you seem to have become rounder and cleaner, a bit like a well that was frozen into ice in winter, but a little dirty. Now it's spring and it's raining, and the ice has been washed clean."

"It's clear and round, very beautiful."

Qi Yuntun finished the translation with difficulty, then spread his wings, fluttered twice, and landed on top of the young Taoist's head.

She nuzzled him affectionately.

"But no matter what, Aqi is Aqi."

"If things get better, it means Aqi is happy. If Aqi is happy, I am happy, so it's a good thing!"

The young Taoist reached out and touched Qi Yuntun's cheek, then suddenly paused.

He raised his eyes slightly, and felt a human aura circling several times, landing on his body. He stretched out his right hand, and clenched his five fingers slightly, as if he had grasped the illusory luck. Following this aura, the young Taoist seemed to see the human race’s imperial city, saw the emperor sitting high up, and heard the voice of the announcement—

"...The King of Qin is a first-rank prince..."

"Give me the sword and shoes to go to the palace."

"You can enter the court without bowing!"

The sounds and images are extremely distant, both unreal and real.

The aura of humanity gathered together and poured into Qi Wuhuo's body.

The status of the King of Qin was elevated, and as the chief instructor of the Qin Palace, his weight in the human destiny system also increased accordingly, with his own aura feedback, which was swallowed up by the Qi cultivated in the "Zi Wei Emperor Qi Sutra", making the Emperor Qi, one of the three Qi in Qi Wuhuo's body, become a little more refined, with a hint of grandeur and uprightness.

"…As a check and balance technique, send Li Zhai to the border first."

"Then drive the tiger to devour the wolf."

"Even if we liquidate the noble families, we will only stir up internal strife and waste domestic energy."

"Sure enough, even though the dream and reality are very different, his personality remains unchanged. In his eyes, there is only himself and the throne. Although he values ​​everything else, they are all just foils. He seeks fame, for his posthumous reputation, and as icing on the cake..."

Qi Wuhuo remained silent, thinking to himself that the girl from the Zhou family should have gone to the capital.

Then we can contact the King of Qin.

Human Emperor, Great Sage.

The foundation formed by murderous aura flowed in the young Taoist's body, and wisps of evil aura rose around him. Then he closed his eyes, buried the thoughts in his heart deeply, and like still waters running deep, he still showed no signs of abnormality on the surface. He cleaned the house and prepared the dishes. The young Taoist was very busy.

At the end, he looked at the book on the table and thought about it. He was somewhat curious about what Taoist Qingyu said about "the body is transformed by Qi". How can one cultivate Qi without cultivating the body? So he wiped his hands, lit the oil lamp, and went to look at a method. After flipping through it, he found that what was recorded in this book was not a method at all, but an argument.

Rather than being a specific method of practice, it is more about explaining the differences between body, spirit and Qi.

It is also believed that living beings created after birth, due to their own origins, often make misjudgments and believe that qi is qi and body is body.

But its entity is also transformed by Qi. One only cultivates the Qi of breath, but not the physical body. It is like the infinite Tao, but only one end is obtained.

It is the [obstruction of knowledge and views] of living beings born from the acquired world.

It is also what people call the darkest place under the lamp.

Many of the characters are in cloud seal script. Although simple, they contain countless magical information, explaining the differences and similarities between body and qi. Qi Wuhuo originally planned to just take a look, but unknowingly, he was immersed in it. In this volume of exercises, there are even more "problematic restrictions", which require learning and understanding the things recorded before in order to decipher them.

The young Taoist was thoughtful, looking at the exquisite refining array, and said to himself:

"The method of refining Qi is to go through seven stages and nine transformations."

"Then if what is said here is correct, and the body is Qi, then can we refine the body using the method of refining Qi?"

"Then I'll give it a try and take a different path from the contemporary cultivators."

"The Qi body does not differentiate, and the nine transformations are used to refine the essence."

The basic narrative in this volume seemed to have opened up new ideas. The young Taoist only felt countless thoughts rising in his body, so he simply fetched a large bucket of water and used the art of transformation to make a bathtub. The little peacock volunteered to boil the water. Qi Wuhuo was originally very wary, but for some reason, he found it difficult to be wary of the Taoist Qingyu and tried to test the medicinal properties of the packet of medicine.

He poured it into the bathtub, then took off his clothes, wearing only his underwear, and sat cross-legged in the bathtub.

Then try to use the key method of refining Qi, collecting, refining and sealing it, and practicing the seven steps and nine turns.

At the beginning it was fine, and was no different from the previous Qi refining. However, as Qi Wuhuo dispersed his three Qi and transformed them into his body, and then tried to activate them with the Qi refining method again, changes occurred, and in an instant, it seemed that an infinite heat current was pouring into his body.

This is a broken foundation.

At this moment, it was like the force from the outside world was pouring into his body. In just a moment, the medicinal properties went straight into his body. A burning feeling instantly surged into his heart, sometimes sore, sometimes numb and itchy. It was unbearable, as if he was being stabbed by a sword, as if his body was going to be shattered into pieces.

The young Taoist sat on the altar with a calm mind, his eyes slightly open, and he picked up the pen to write talismans.

"All Qi returns to the origin!"

boom!!!

Above the sky, vast Qi gathered together, almost forming a cloud like a dragon sucking water, and then suddenly rushed down towards this small courtyard. With the attraction of medicinal properties, this was extremely powerful for the innate Qi. The Qi attracted by the method of all Qi returning to its origin flowed into the body from the Zhoutian acupoints.

The method of refining Qi——

Collect and refine.

Seventh step.

Seal and stop.

Nine turns to refine the essence!

Qi Wuhuo was fully focused, and as the medicinal properties seeped into his body, his foundation and injuries began to recover rapidly, and correspondingly, his body, like Qi, began to undergo some kind of transformation.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked over there, saying lightly: "It's okay."

The voice of Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi came to my ears:

"Yuqing, what are you moving here for?"

"Are you trying to snatch the disciple from the Supreme?"

The Queen Mother of the Earth and Earth Gods did not care about the identities of the Three Pure Ones. She swept her eyes up and down and said directly what even Xuandu and Tianpeng did not dare to say. The Jade Pure Great Celestial Venerable just said lightly: "Of course not."

"We have different schools. I will not snatch the disciples of the Supreme."

"and you……"

“I’m just teaching him something.”

"Three doses of spiritual medicine can make up for the damage to his foundation during the trial."

Taoist Qingyu said calmly: "He has caught my eye and passed my test."

"Then I can't just ignore it."

"It is a pleasure to see a talented person and teach him. Why should we be bound by sectarianism?"

"Besides...his foundation is too poor."

"Letting him go through trials and tribulations is tantamount to seeking death."

Taoist Qingyu spoke calmly, but when he spoke, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed quite unhappy.

Hou Tu Huang Di Ji was in doubt and asked, "What... are you going to teach him?"

The handsome man with a handsome face and phoenix eyes seemed to think this question was ridiculous and said calmly:

"Teach him what?"

He paced, turned around, his sleeves dropped, and said calmly: "The Twelve can't teach it personally."

"Secret magical powers are not allowed."

"As for the rest, everything is fine."

The five words "all else is possible" were spoken calmly and plainly, which moved Hou Tuhuangdi slightly.

The middle-aged man spoke in a calm and peaceful tone.

"If you can't pass my test, then you are just an ordinary person. Don't even look at me anymore."

"But now that we have passed the test."

“Then we can’t just turn a blind eye.”

"Want to go down the mountain? Sure. You can learn all kinds of martial arts, alchemy, talismans, pupil skills, body movements, thirty-six kinds of weapons and fighting and tempering methods, the art of flying in the clouds and mist and the art of summoning mountains and spirits, weapon refining, formation, the art of controlling soldiers and dispelling evil spirits, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, chess games, and other elegant things in the world."

"You must know how to do it all and be good at it all."

“Only in this way can we say that the foundation is solid.”

"Only then can we let him go down the mountain."

Taoist Qingyu walked into the yard, sensing the Qi spreading and rising beside him, and said calmly:

"Get the talent but don't use it to its full potential."

"Sir, you are so arrogant."