Chapter 59 After five thousand years, no one in the world can talk to me
This young man doesn't seem to believe it.
Qing Xuzi was not surprised by Li Yi's attitude. At this time, the world was just opening, and the world didn't know how to practice. He, an old man, came suddenly and said that exchanging a book of magical skills for a cow and a dog seemed like a lie.
He is a person who is very particular about fate, and he does not stick to small details. Although this young man has an ordinary appearance and lack of talent, he must have great luck to get two spirit beasts.
A journey of practice depends not only on talent but also on luck.
All those who can climb to the top are those who have great luck. For him, it doesn't matter whether the talent is high or not, as long as he can practice, luck is the most important thing.
If this person has a good personality, it is not impossible to be a disciple.
Qing Xuzi secretly planned, and decided to let the other party see the world of practice first, let him understand that there is a wider world in this world, so as not to spend his life in turmoil.
"Little friend, don't refuse first, what the poor Taoist preaches is the true meaning of Taoism, and you cannot be deceived."
Qing Xuzi strode with both legs, folded his arms, raised his hand, and a gust of wind came from his palm, and the trees in front of him rattled.
"This move is called Qingfeng Palm, and I am a disciple of the Qing Palace. It looks ordinary, but if it is practiced to the state of transformation, it will be a supernatural power. It is the so-called clear wave without wind, which turns everything into invisible, or the strong wind hits the nine heavens..."
Qing Xuzi's voice stopped abruptly, because the young man didn't even look at him, still waving his hoe.
Doesn't make sense?
It stands to reason that the scene just now has surpassed the perception of the world. Once he made a move, it would definitely elicit a burst of exclamation, and then the young man hurriedly kowtowed and begged to be a teacher.
At least one exclamation, right? You look so calm and happy, somewhat embarrassing.
Qing Xuzi was already a bit of an old urchin, so he walked straight up to the young man and demonstrated it again.
The gust of wind blows suddenly, blowing a burst of sand and rocks.
It’s not like you didn’t see it like this, right?
"Little friend, how about my palm?" Qingxuzi stroked his beard, waiting for the other party to learn from him.
However, the other party did not ask for an apprenticeship, but shook his head helplessly and said: "Don't hinder me from farming, I will hurry home to eat."
Seeing that it was getting late, he was not in the mood to entangle with this little old man.
If it weren't for the many favors received from the Shangqing Palace, Li Yi might have slapped him with a slap if he was someone else. Whether he can survive by then depends on his good fortune.
‘This xinxing is simply the material for cultivating the Tao. '
This time the opponent's ignorance did not make Qing Xuzi angry, but felt like he had found a treasure. The young man definitely saw the scene just now, but he still kept his composure, and his temperament was absolutely extraordinary.
"Little friend, don't you want to cultivate immortality?" Qingxuzi said in words that young people could understand, "This world is wider than you imagined. Poor Dao Guan has a deep destiny for you, and wants to lead you into Taoism. How about it?"
This time he has spoken very straightforwardly.
"Do you want to stay here forever?"
"This entry is all about fate. If you miss this time, it will be difficult in the future."
"You boy, why don't you get the hang of it? The poor are just saying something vulgar, as long as you practice with me, you will be able to become a famous woman."
Li Yi completely ignored the little old man, his inner thoughts diverged, and his mind wandered around the world, leaving only the sound of the **** falling into the soil.
"Zhuangzi·Outer Pian" has a detailed exposition of the joy of human beings, and what impressed him most is the exposition of the joy of the world.
【Husbands who are respected in the world are rich, honor, longevity and goodness; those who are happy, are safe, delicious, beautiful, beautiful, and beautiful; Clothes, no **** for eyes, no sound for ears. If you don't get it, you will be very worried and fearful, and its form is also foolish. 】
Any physical happiness has its opposite pain. If you can’t get it because of your desire, you will feel more sorrow. The same is true for monks, but with a different word.
If Li Yi was a thousand years old, he might not be in the mood to argue with him, and said to him: My happiness is not in form, not in thing, and I am happy to live, only doing nothing.
His happiness is not moved by external objects, not disturbed by shape.
It's the same for Li Yi, he doesn't envy the richness of the former, and he doesn't hate the mediocrity of the latter, so he has no worries about not getting it.
Now he is no longer a thousand-year-old boy, and he is not interested in arguing with others, let alone arguing for the approval of others. If arguing for the approval of others, is it not the pursuit of a kind of physical happiness.
After five thousand years, no one in the world can discuss with himself.
After burying the last cabbage seed, Li Yi turned around and left with the **** on his shoulder. The bull and the dog ignored the old man jumping up and down, and the dog even cast a contemptuous look.
"..." Qingxuzi admitted that he was a little annoyed by this young man, but he quickly suppressed his anger.
Keep quiet, keep quiet...
No matter how you say it, he is also a righteous man, and he cannot lose face.
Li Yi stopped, and he found that the old man followed him rubbing his nose and face.
"What do you want?"
"Little friend, since you are not interested, then Pindao believes that your family will be interested."
"There are only three things, where do you come and go."
"Hehe, you little doll doesn't know the future, let your parents decide."
Whatever you say today, you will take down this kid!
"Ah." Li Yi sighed lightly, there are always people who will not accept softness.
The breeze in the mountains suddenly stopped, and the sunlight falling from the sky became extremely cold.
Everything throbs for it.
Qing Xuzi froze in place, and the inexplicable fear was transmitted from his soul to his heart and lungs, taking away his control over his body.
what happened? !
Qing Xuzi was completely panicked, he didn't understand why he couldn't move. He is at the golden elixir stage, although it is not genuine, but it is still much better than the fake elixir of the evil spirits.
Affected by the heaven and the earth, spiritual objects are extremely scarce, and the number of golden cores is limited.
There are many people stronger than him, his great-disciple Sun Qingxuan is stronger than himself, and Sword Immortal is even stronger than him. But no matter how strong it is, there is a limit, just like everyone is a bucket, no matter how tall the bucket is, it will be limited to its proper range.
But the scene in front of him was beyond his cognition.
The unremarkable young man in front of him only leaked a trace of breath, as if the world was pressing on him.
It's over.
Li Yi raised his right hand slightly, and a breeze attached to his palm.
With one palm on the mountain, thousands of trees bow their heads.
Qing Xuzi only felt a strong wind, as if it was going to tear his soul apart, but his body had already flown tens of thousands of meters, and hit heavily on the mountain opposite to Hanshui Mountain.
The huge dust kicked up by the impact can be seen by the whole village.
"The golden mask is well practiced." Li Yi praised him, ignored the other party, and continued to walk home.
This palm is called Qingfeng Palm. As he said, if it is practiced to the extreme, it can be a supernatural power, and it happens that Li Yi knows a little bit. If there was a hint of malice in his words just now, then what Li Yi hit would not be Qingfeng Palm.
Of course, this palm is also deadly. If he can't stop it with his cultivation, he can only blame himself for his lack of skill.
In the distance, on a cliff, Qing Xuzi's whole body was embedded in the mountain, the rock wall was covered with cracks, and his body became tattered.
He raised his hands with difficulty, and cupped them towards the cold water slope:
"Thank you senior for not killing me."
(end of this chapter)