Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 156: Glance
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For three full years, Xiaojin has almost become a fixed landscape of Zhongshan Mausoleum.
Three years of wind and sun, frost and rain, Xiaojin's golden feathers have not been damaged, and they are still as bright as ever. Three years is not long for Xiao Jin's life, which may be very long, so time is not Xiao Jin's enemy. Its enemy is the woman in black who has attacked him from time to time in the past three years.
If it were not for Xiaojin's speed as a sharp arrow, and its indestructible golden feather, it might have become the so-called "spiritual pill" of women in black.
So in the past three years, Xiaojin has also grown rapidly in such occasional attacks. It is no longer the old silly eagle who confronted a rookie like Li Xier on the cliff for three days. If it were replaced by Xiaojin today, and then returned to the scene in the secret world, it could kill Li Xier with one claw!
The woman in black hasn’t appeared for half a year. I don’t know where she went. Xiao Jin didn’t relax her vigilance for a day. In her eyes, the silly feeling faded, and she gradually became king. Ordinary tourists are now more and more. The less he dared to take photos of Xiaojin easily.
Zhongshan has eagles, golden light, the king of birds-this has become the consensus of many Chinese people.
With the passage of time, Xiaojin has not passed away, but savvy businesses have developed many peripheral products based on Xiaojin.
It has become a totem to awaken the mythical dreams in the deep subconsciousness of every Chinese.
Is this **** statue guarding the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum unwilling to leave, waiting or waiting for?
For this question, I have been offering rewards on major portals for three years, and netizens have answered strangely and strangely. After three years, they still don’t know what the Golden Eagle is waiting for. In fact, there are some people who are probably waiting for Xiaojin. Yes, but it is inevitable to dismiss it.
For example, the main emblem of Qingcheng Temple is the bamboo Taoist.
It was a summer afternoon, Huizhu tuned cinnabar and painted amulets with concentration. After three years, the old Huizhu became more and more powerful.
"Papa--" The line of this talisman was wrong, and the talisman burned spontaneously without fire, and there was a small blasting sound. This was originally for Xiao An Daochang as a demonstration, and Huizhu didn't know how he had missed it.
This is the magical rune he has painted countless times. Cinnabar is a good century-old cinnabar. The rune pen is made from the ancestral silver wolf's forehead hair. The rune paper is made from the essence of plants and trees. There is nothing wrong with basic things.
There is only one explanation, and his heart is quiet.
There are very few existences that can make Huizhu feel restless after living for more than one hundred and fifty years. What will it be this time?
Little An Tao thought strangely, although this kind of thinking is a bit disrespectful, probably not many people know what happened three years ago better than him. Because the Huizhu demonstration failed, Xiao An was a little distracted, and couldn't help but cast his attention in the direction of the Lin family. Speaking of it, watching the subject's actions is just sitting on the sidelines, not a big evil, but Xiao An feels a little embarrassed, let him for three years, Never feel embarrassed to go to Lin's house again.
Huizhu once said that a master of sect does not need much mortal feelings.
Sympathy and compassion are taboos.
Xiao Ann was a little disapproving, but didn't know how to refute it. After all, the Lin family is an outsider. Even though Xiaoan is embarrassed by Huizhu's actions, he will not refute the teacher who raised him for outsiders.
Think about the impression of Senior Sister Lin's family, but it is pitiful.
I probably knew that Xiao Luodong was the foreigner she rescued, and the Lin family treated him like his own.
In the three months between Qingchengguan and the Lin family, Xiao An heard "Sister Lin" from Lin's father and mother. It seemed that she was not very good at words, very hard-working, and very filial.
And the first time he saw "Sister Lin", he was ordered by his teacher to deliver the book. Sister Lin did not say much, and there was mud on the shoes. The whole person was very gentle, but Xiao An felt that it was probably this generation. Among the people, the leading elder sister should be so.
After that, he went to find the woman in black. Senior Sister Lin sent them out... That afternoon, the woman in black actually had a long conversation with the viewer, and Xiao An had tea several times in the middle of the journey, and they were all in peace. But I don't know why, at night I will fight the law.
The injury that Xiao An suffered that night healed a long time ago, and there were no scars left.
But Xiao An feels that a word clearly called "reality" has been added to her heart-as a qualified successor, we must recognize reality, right?
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The Fragrant Mountain Villa far away in the imperial capital is different.
It's still that thatched house. There is no difference in appearance from Lin Luoran's time, but Guo Lao is missing inside.
It is also a summer afternoon, and a common scene of "Training Sun" is being staged here.
In three years, Mu Tiannan seemed to have become more calm. Counting his age, he is also over 30, and he is naturally no longer the old **** brother. He has already begun to master some important businesses of the Mu family, and while doing well, he wants to practice more and more.
But Mr. Mu is not letting go.
The more Mu Lao did not let go, the obsession in Mu Tiannan's heart deepened. In fact, he didn't understand it himself. In the first two decades, he had no interest in practice at all, so he gave the opportunity to his sixth brother. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to join the "ascetic army" of cultivating—maybe he knew the reason from the bottom of his heart, but he was so proud, how could he admit it?
His thoughts can't be concealed from Mu Lao naturally, the old man just pretended not to know.
"I heard, you bought a villa in Chengdu?"
Mu Tiannan was taken aback. He thought he was concealed enough, but did he still know about it? In the past few years, Mu Tiannan's Tai Chi skills have improved a lot, and he didn't answer positively, turning the topic aside with a vague sentence.
Mu Lao sighed in his heart, but couldn't bear to blame him.
Mu Tiannan remembered his original intention and hesitated for a while, but after all he didn't say it, turned and went down the mountain. Lao Mu looked at his back, with serious worries in his eyes-what should be done with such a paranoid temperament?
Mu Tiannan was driving out of Xiangshan Villa, and received a call halfway down the road, making him feel more irritable. This is the first batch of international mercenary organizations he invited? Even a small Zhongshan can't be detected. These people need not be some incompetent people with a mere name!
Mu Tiannan endured and endured, next time he must muster up the courage to talk to the old man, he knows that there are a group of masters in the family, if he can mobilize--
As for the fact that Lin Luoran is dead, Mu Tiannan never thought about it. He always felt that the thief girl might be trapped in the place where she last disappeared, waiting for someone to rescue her... That eagle, hasn't he left Zhongshan in the past three years? It must be there!
After Mu Tiannan left, Mu Laoxin beckoned a paper crane, and he recognized the handwriting of an old acquaintance at a glance.
"Single-line road foundation of the soil system, is it left to you, or is it him?"
Actually, there is a subtext. If they don't accept it, Huizhu will personally accept it.
Mu Lao smiled self-deprecatingly. After three years, Huizhu must have been waiting in a hurry. Looking at the Lin family, who is just a few miles away from the good material, but can't bear to make an idea, is this torture for people?
It’s just three years, and the "superior pill formation" they had originally imagined showed no signs of showing up. A few old guys, naturally, can't hold back-if this so-called washes her marrow The mysterious master does not exist at all. What is it that can enable an ordinary person with mixed Dao foundations to enter the Dao in one fell swoop, and it took only one year to enter the realm of the Dzogchen training period?
Is this thing a one-time treasure of heaven, material and earth, or is it a permanent spiritual treasure that can turn waste into treasure in an environment like the earth?
Is it only she or her family who knows this secret——
If they had something like this...Mu Lao shook his head, this possibility would be too tempting to believe in Dao Xin.
It's just that there is no news from Girl Lin. These people who are eager to move, rely on him and Lao Guo alone, but they are almost unable to suppress.
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In the bitter cold land of the extreme northwest of China, there is an ordinary unknown hill on the plateau. The bare mountains are criss-crossed ravines.
Liu Zheng, who embarked on a long journey of searching for immortals, felt that he had encountered a "true immortal".
In such a place, there is actually a broken Taoist temple, which in itself is a strange thing. There is only one mad Taoist inside, and there is no one around. How does the Taoist survive?
In the past three years, the Liu family’s Shaodong has become a fellow traveler in the mouth of others. He has fallen in love with outdoor travel. The big Liu family does not want to inherit. He spends three hundred and sixty-five days a year, but three hundred days out. , Carrying a mountaineering bag all day long, he almost walked the famous mountain peaks of China.
The wind and sun outside is naturally not more comfortable than an air-conditioned room. Liu Zheng is not a wind-proof and sun-proof physique like Xiaojin. He has been very dark after three years. Apart from the iconic gold glasses, he is a familiar person. Seeing him bye, you may not recognize him as the old Master Liu.
When Liu Zheng found this mountain, it was the second year of the end of Lin Luoran's accident.
He believed that the insane Taoist was extraordinary, and he really took root in this bitterly cold northwestern Bald Mountain. He personally arranged the Taoist food and clothes every day, and in the evening he went to rest in the tent he set up, but he did not catch up. Want to stay overnight in Podao Temple.
Although the Liu family is rich, the family doesn't know where Liu Zheng is going, and he doesn't want anyone to follow, just report one every month. Therefore, no matter how rich Liu Zheng is, he has to go down the mountain himself, walk more than ten miles to find a small local village in such a place, in order to exchange for the rice noodles and meat dishes he needs daily. Then he walked more than ten miles back, carrying many things on his back, and climbing the hill with difficulty.
Climbing like this, about twice a week, Liu Zheng's shoulders began to be soaked and faded by the water drawn out by the rope in the basket, faded and risen, and gradually formed a thick cocoon. Time flies, he is already very comfortable carrying a large bag of things up the mountain, but the old Taoist priest still ignores him.
Even if Liu Zheng was very patient, he couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety on his face, but was caught by the crazy old Taoist priest.
"Why, is this impatient?"
"Huh...?"
After getting along for more than a year, this is the first time an old Taoist has spoken to Liu Zheng. He still didn’t react for a while. When he finally heard it, he realized that he didn’t have the kind of person who could keep the clouds open and see the moon. Excited, but slightly wet his eyes.
"Do you want to practice?" The old Taoist turned the subject and became serious for a while, not looking so crazy.
"Yes, please accept the younger generation." Liu Zhengxing was an ancient kowtow, formal and rigorous.
The old Taoist stared at him, "Why do you want to practice?"
Liu Zheng's head was on the ground, but his voice was firm. He didn't say anything about pursuing the heavenly way or pursuing longevity. He just said what he was saying.
"The younger generation admires a woman, she is a spiritual practitioner..."
The old Taoist laughed strangely: "In order to be with her, you also want to practice?"
Liu Zheng shook his head and shook his head: "She doesn't have a junior in her heart, and the junior dare not delusion, but now she is in a dangerous situation, and the junior is unable to save her... so I want to practice."
Liu Zheng just bumped his head. After a long time, the crazy old Taoist sighed quietly, "Your Daoji is not good, and the road ahead will be difficult in the future. Even so, are you willing?"
The meaning of these words is self-evident, Liu Zheng was overjoyed and officially called "Master" by kowtow.
Will he do it or not—he traversed the thousands of mountains in China and found this fate, and there is no reason for him to be unwilling.