Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 110: The damage is not enough to pay more.

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The sky was dark, Qin Yi held a paper umbrella to the foot of Xianshan, looking up at the mountain road in the mist and rain.

There is a white stone monument at the gate of the mountain, and the letter "Qingxu Palace" is written, the bluestone steps meander up all the way, the green trees in the mountains, the birds and flowers, the clouds are misty. Seeing it in the light rain in the morning, it is really a fairyland.

He came to worship Taoist temple.

The poor family thought he left without paying attention, but that was not the case, but now Qin Yi has become more cautious.

He doesn't want this small town to become a dead place, and all the innocent children who wipe their noses and play with firecrackers will be displaced. It changed from the earlier Qin Yi - for example, when Cheng Cheng was escorting him, he might be really hot, so he accompanied the poor family to deal with the corpse.

However, after the trip to the Demon City and the changes in Nanli, Qin Yi, who has already experienced the red dust, is no longer so easy to get on top.

Perhaps the blood is still in my heart, the chivalry is still there, and I want to "replace Li Qingjun to complete that one", but the state of mind has been restored to the state of cold-eyed view of the south when he first came out of the mountain, and he will never get into the game easily. Up.

I have entered the red dust, and now I can go out.

Look at the world with a detached mentality. From a certain perspective, this is probably a lot older mentally?

Maybe it is.

What the poor family said should be half-truth. Someone refining the corpse, this judgment is worthy of tassel, it should be true; but at least he said that he didn't even know the opponent's strength, this is mostly false.

I really don't know the opponent's strength, so what use is it for you to pull a fourth-floor junior in Fengchu? Either you think that you are evenly matched, and it is good to be able to pull a helper; or you are not sure if the other party has any hidden means, and pull yourself to the thunder.

Besides, since one sentence is false, others may be distorted.

So you can't believe in one-sided words, you must first go to the Taoist temple to see it with your own eyes.

The morning class bell came up from the mountain, Qin Yi climbed up the steps, and arrived at the mountainside after a short time. He saw a mountain wall smooth as a knife, and there was a dragon and snake on the wall, carved with a huge The word "Tao".

Qin Yi looked at this character quietly, and the qi in his body felt a little affected. It seemed that the trajectory of this character had some mysterious meaning. It was unclear, but it was like the ancient Tianshu.

It's kind of like the trajectory of the pen tip when he made the talisman.

"It's a relic left by a good monk." Tassel said: "This word has a bit of flavor. Those with spiritual roots may understand it here. It is indeed a fairy mountain. No wonder it can breed monsters, which seem to be There is not much hostility either, it turned out to be led by Xiandao."

Qin Yidao: "Can it improve me?"

"You have me, why do you look at this character? I will teach you to draw a few tricks at random, which is more interesting than this. You can swallow the date by yourself, you don't know what to understand."

"...Okay." Qin Yi said: "So, this Qingxu Taoist is really an immortal, right?"

"Impossible, even if he really has a life span of two hundred and five..." Tassel said: "This word is probably thousands of years old, and the wind and rain will not be able to obliterate the spirituality. The inscription is at the lowest level. The above is really a man of Taoism."

"In this way, this pure and empty Taoist is inherited from the immortal family, so he opened his sect here."

"This is more likely." Tassel said: "Go up and see, what the mouse is saying is not necessarily the truth. Maybe someone is really a man of Taoism? Who is the corpse refiner? It's hard to say."

Qin Yi continued to walk to the top of the mountain.

There is a large hall on the top of the mountain, with incense lingering in the hall, and dozens of Taoist priests sitting cross-legged on a futon, practicing.

There are many townspeople around, who came earlier than Qin Yi, and at this time they bowed their heads and bowed in prayer. Qin Yi was quite amazed. He had reached the foot of the mountain in the dark. Could these people climb up in the middle of the night?

The main seat in the temple is an old Taoist priest with a childlike face and a clear face. The sandalwood incense lingers around him. He looks like a god, and he prays in a low voice: "There is no way for good or bad, but people call themselves. The retribution of good and evil is like a shadow. It is that the heaven and the earth have the **** of war, according to the severity of the crime, to win the person. If you reduce it, you will be poor, and there will be more sorrows. Everyone is evil, and punishment and misfortune follow. Of the evil star disaster, you will die."

Qin Yi saw many people in rags and skinny clothes, but at this moment they took out the hot copper plates in their pockets while chanting, and put them in the incense box respectfully.

The prayers of the Taoists in the temple became louder.

Qin Yi shook his head, his mind said to Tassel: "This is not enough damage, but I understand that this is not the way."

"The way of this person is not the way of heaven. It is hard to say right or wrong." Tassel said: "It's not just that. This Taoist thinks of being too sensitive, but actually using flesh and blood."

"What does this mean?"

"This so-called practice is to absorb the dry flesh and blood of others to maintain one's own beauty and face." Tassel said: "This old Taoist priest is indeed a dead person and is trying to live his own life. "

Qin Yi squinted his eyes, and the look in the old Taoist priest's eyes became harsh.

The old Taoist priest seemed to feel it, and he opened his eyes to look at Qin Yi. Qin Yi's eyes were already lowered, and the light was full.

"The layman..." the old Taoist said slowly: "If you are seeking immortality and seeking the way, you need to be sincere. Everyone has morning class, and the layman is standing outside the temple, this way is not sincere."

Qin Yi laughed: "Seeing the loss of others is like losing oneself; not showing off one's shortness and not showing off one's strength."

The old Taoist priest also laughed: "This statement is not used for this. Where did the Taoist friends come from?"

"I heard that there are immortals in the Qingxu Palace, and I am here to visit them." Qin Yi saluted: "Since seeing the immortal face, I have enough wishes, and I can return."

After speaking freely, he turned away.

The old Taoist squinted his eyes to watch Qin Yi's back.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the blue shirt walks freely. Compared with sitting in the temple, it is difficult to continue life, I really don't know which is more like a fairy.

The old Dao's eyes were a little bit melancholy, and he slowly said: "You wait for the morning class, don't slack off."

The voice fell, and he has disappeared.

A sound of admiration sounded in the hall: "Qingxu Daochang is a real fairy..."

Qin Yi walks fast over there, and has already reached halfway up the mountain, near the "dao" platform.

In a gust of wind, an old Taoist figure appeared in front of him.

Qin Yi stopped and sighed: "This shrunken Gentu method is very powerful. The fire element does not seem to have such a comfortable spell."

The Taoist Qingxu turned around and smiled slightly: "The Taoists are here, why not stay here for a few days and discuss the immortal Tao?"

Qin Yi smiled and said: "There are other important things next time, so I won't leave more."

The Taoist Qingxu sighed: "Really can't tell the layman?"

"I can't see it." Qin Yi said seriously: "I'm only a rookie on the fourth floor of Fengchu, and I can't even see the specific practice of a fellow Taoist, let alone others."

The Taoist Qingxu did not answer these words. He cast his eyes on the word "Tao", and after reading it for a long time, he said: "The world is struggling for longevity. There are those who kill their wives, those who rob treasures, and those who dig graves. So, there are thousands of great roads, what's wrong with the poor roads maintaining Changchun?"

Qin Yi frowned.

Is this self exposing? It doesn't make sense. Few can see through that you are a dead person. Why do you want to expose yourself if you hide it well?

You will never kill one if there is a seeker visiting. If you are so crazy, you really went wrong this time on the mountain. If you misjudged a lunatic thinking, there is really no way.

"Friends of Daoists know, why do I clearly practice the corpse path, not tolerate the world, but still spread the news of my fairy mountain, boast of longevity and attract people to visit?"

Qin Yi sighed: "Isn't it possible to seduce a low-level monk to come and refine his flesh and blood?"

"That's wrong, Pandao is a monk, not a demon. Fellow Taoists know that there is an incarnation rat demon in Shanjiao Town?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"This demon's flesh-and-blood demon pill has considerable people. If it is refined, Xian Dao does not need to absorb the flesh and blood of mortals to beautify its face. It is a pity that this demon does not keep his hands, and never goes up the mountain. The line of the mountain is not his opponent. If there are fellow daoists to slay the demons and defend the Dao, Pang Dao would like to divide half of the demon pill to the dao friends. I don’t know what the friendship will be like.

Qin Yi almost didn't laugh. Why are your two brain circuits so similar? Why not be together!