Volume 1: Winds Rising From the Mountains and Marshes Chapter 14: Farewell
All the noise in this world quieted down as night fell.
In Xuanyuan Temple, Xiao Yi helped his master back to the room and sat down on the couch. Only then did he notice that his master's beard and hair were all white, and his old face was full of relaxation and fatigue.
The master's steps were staggering and weak, the master's arms were shaking, and the master's back was still straight, but like a lone tree standing hundreds of feet above a cliff, it stood proudly but so lonely.
Holding the master's arm, Xiao Yi slowly transferred the spiritual energy into the master's body.
Taoist Priest Qingyun took a breath slowly and opened his eyes.
In front of the main hall, Taoist Priest Qingyun's gray complexion had improved, and a trace of flush appeared on his skinny cheeks.
"Xiao Yi! The Qi you put into Master's body is different from the inner Qi..."
"Don't worry! Xiaoyi, master is much better now!"
"Master, there is still spiritual energy in Xiao Yi's body. This is spiritual energy! Master! I will use spiritual energy to protect Master's heart. I can do it..."
Xiao Yi couldn't stop his tears from falling down.
In his spiritual consciousness, the vitality in Master's body receded like the tide. He tried his best to slowly transfer his spiritual energy into his master's body along his meridians.
With the continuous influx of spiritual energy, the nourished internal organs gradually slowed down their depletion, and Taoist Master Qingyun's expression softened a lot.
Seeing the tears on Xiao Yi's face, Taoist Master Qingyun said with pity: "Okay! You have too much spiritual energy, and I won't be able to bear it. You see, I'm getting better now. Let's take a rest!"
Xiao Yi saw a trace of rosiness on his master's face and quickly stopped.
Seeing that his disciple was obedient, Qingyun said slowly with a relieved tone: "It's just day and night. Today's poop is completely different from the past. Why? Tell Master!"
"Ah! It's been a whole day and night!" Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, remembering everything in the cave, he wiped his tears and said hurriedly: "Master! I'm just rushing back to tell you what I'm saying, listen to me. …”
"Haha!" Taoist Priest Qingyun's heart was nourished by Xiao Yi's spiritual power, and he felt much better. He chuckled softly and said: "Don't talk about it yet, you stink so much. Go wash up and change clothes first. Also, there is mutton sent by Lao Lu in the kitchen. It was stewed last night. You Let's heat it up and bring it over. You and I, master and disciple, can talk while we eat! Don't forget my wine gourd."
Seeing the master like this, Xiao Yi let go of his worries a lot, said yes and ran out. When he arrived at the stove, he saw the mutton stewed in the pot. He lit the firewood and threw it under the stove. Then he fetched a basin of water, took off his clothes, and washed himself in the courtyard. Rubbing off the sludge on his body, he washed it with soap locust, rinsed it with water, put on his new clothes and cloth shoes, found a tie to tie his hair casually, and a young man with clear features and bright eyes appeared in Xuanyuan under the moonlight night. Look within. The clothes and shoes fit him well, thanks to the thoughtful people in Taiping Town.
The little one hung the Qiankun bag around his neck. When he saw that the mutton was boiling on the stove, he hurriedly put it in a basin and sent it to the master.
Looking at the disciple who had raised him single-handedly, Taoist Priest Qingyun's expression showed reluctance and love.
A small basin, bowls, chopsticks and other items were placed on a wooden table on the couch, and he also got on the couch and sat cross-legged opposite the master.
"Master, I'll give you some wine, please drink slowly!"
"Xiaoyi, eat it while it's hot first!"
In response, Xiao Yi hurriedly picked up a piece of meat and ate it with great taste. However, he felt in his heart that the meat tonight had lost its usual taste. Maybe if he ate more, the master would be happier!
Taoist Priest Qingyun held the wine gourd in his hand and did not drink. He just looked lovingly at Xiao Yi's eating appearance.
Xiao Yi also had something on his mind, but he didn't want to vomit it out, so while eating, he told the master in detail everything he encountered after going to Lao Lu's place yesterday.
When talking about the experience of eating fruit, Taoist Master Qingyun gently stroked his beard and rejoiced for his disciple: "This is cutting off the hair and washing the marrow! Get rid of the waste and retain the essence. The greasy things on your body are useless things that have been eliminated from the body. Countless people After a lifetime of cultivation, there is no way to overcome the natural barrier, but with the help of a small fruit, you can open the meridians and reshape your body. This is a great opportunity for Xiao Yi! "Congratulations!" After saying that, he happily took a sip of wine.
With the master clarifying their doubts, the young pair became more aware of the unbearable pain. He took out the Qiankun bag and took out everything inside for Master.
Seeing Xiao Yi's incredible method, Taoist Priest Qingyun's beard and hair trembled with excitement, and he hurriedly asked what happened.
Xiao Yi was busy explaining to the master the magical functions of spiritual consciousness and the scenes in the Qiankun Bag.
"Haha, you really have everything in your sleeves! How wonderful! Haha!" Qingyunzi said with a hearty smile.
Xiaoyi told the connection between the spiritual energy formed in the body and the Xuanyuan formula. And asked: "Master, what is generated by internal strength is true energy, but what is generated in my body is spiritual energy. Why?"
"Master doesn't understand either! Is it true that the Xuanyuan formula cannot be practiced by mortals?" Taoist Priest Qingyun sighed quietly.
"By the way, Master! Not only does this Qiankun Bag need to be opened with spiritual consciousness, but the inside of this jade slip can also be seen with spiritual consciousness." Xiao Yi said impatiently.
"Oh! I also cultivate the five senses and six senses in Taoism and martial arts. The five senses refer to the original awareness, the initial awareness, the similar awareness, the subsequent awareness, and the ultimate awareness. The six senses refer to the eyes, ears, tongue, body, nose, and mind. People with advanced skills have a better perception of their surroundings than ordinary people, but their spiritual consciousness is not as wonderful as Xiao Yi's. This is the trick of the Immortal Family!" Taoist Priest Qingyun said thoughtfully.
"Master! I remember you always said that a person who cultivates immortality must have immortal roots. I have practiced Xuanyuan formula for many years and have not yet started. In other words, I don't have immortal roots. Could it be that the amethyst fruit can give birth to immortal roots? ? If so, when the fruit is ripe, I will pick it and give it to Master, wouldn’t Master be like Xiao Yi?"
Taoist priest Qingyun said with a smile: "It may not be so simple. If you have immortal roots, you have them, if you don't have them, you don't have them. How can it be reversed if it is done by nature? It is done by nature, and it can be done by nature if it is opened. The innate true energy of martial arts masters It's about cultivating one's own innate Yang Ancestor Qi, which cannot be communicated with the heaven and earth. It's completely different from using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use! What's the matter with the Jade Slip?"
"Master, I will tell you what I recorded on the jade slips!" Xiaoyi told the master the contents of the three jade slips. Taoist Priest Qingyun listened with great interest.
When Xiao Yi talked about the magical records in "Miscellaneous Notes on Journey to the East", Taoist Master Qingyun couldn't help but nod in admiration; when he talked about the genius treasures and elixirs in "Baicao Huizhuan", he was already obsessed with them.
When Xiao Yi said the last words in the jade slip of the real person Xuanyuan, Taoist Master Qingyun's face glowed with a strange light, and his expression was solemn; after learning everything in the jade slip, he was stunned and speechless. for a long time.
Feeling his disciple's worry, Qingyun Dao sighed deeply, held his hand on his long beard, and said meaningfully to Xiao Yi: "I have been pursuing the way of heaven all my life, but today I know that the way of heaven that I seek is actually the way of immortality. Alas— —! And what is the Immortal Way? The Immortal Way is a way of fighting against the heavens for longevity and the earth for profit. But under the Heavenly Way, all things are like bastards. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. The Heavenly Way is contrary to the Immortal Way. In the immortal way, there is a trace of vitality. Under the way of heaven, there is a constant persistence. This path is elusive! This path is difficult! I sit on my pillow and think about it in the spring, but I don’t know...the flowers bloom and fall, The time spent in the world is so light..."
After sighing, Taoist Priest Qingyun had a distant look and a calm expression. He did not interfere with Patriarch Xuanyuan's death. Perhaps, everything is self-evident.
Xiao Yi had a lot of insights from these calm words. He knew that although the master did not have the opportunity like him, he had an understanding of the way of cultivation and a transcendent state of mind that he did not have.
"Xiao Yi! Do you know what is the most satisfying thing in your life as a teacher?" Taoist Priest Qingyun looked at Xiao Yi with a warm look on his face and a twisted smile. Seeing his disciple shaking his head, he chuckled, picked up the gourd, raised his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes flashing with countless emotions!
"The proudest thing about being a teacher is to take Xiao Yi as my disciple!" After saying this, Taoist Master Qingyun burst into laughter. His old laughter exuded a kind of release, a hint of relief, and a hint of understanding.
"My master has passed away recently. Today, I have another little one to help my master uncover a lifetime of ignorance. What a blessing! What a joy!"
Before Taoist Master Qingyun finished speaking, his tone changed and he said in a deep voice: "I have a few words as a teacher, Xiao Yi must remember them firmly."
When Xiao Yi heard this, he hurriedly looked like he was listening.
"The bustle in the world is all for profit; the bustle in the world is all for profit. No matter the secular world, no matter the rivers and lakes, no matter your future path of cultivating immortals, there are many people who are chasing after wealth. Therefore, you must remember: Every man Not guilty, it's a crime to have a jade. You have the skills and treasures to cultivate immortality, so don't show them off to others, remember!"
"Master, these spells and treasures cannot be practiced by ordinary people?" Although Xiao Yi knew that what the master said was reasonable, he thought that if he had the ability in the future, would he still be afraid of prying prying disciples?
Qingyun Taoist Master Yin Yin said: "There are times when manpower is poor, and tigers also have times when they take a nap. Regardless of whether you are just starting out now and have low abilities, even if you become a powerful magician in the future, what will you do if you face people who are so stupid that they are overwhelmed by the millions of profits in the world? When you can protect yourself on your own, that’s another matter.”
Xiao Yi knew clearly that this was powerful, and hurriedly knelt on the couch and saluted the master: "Xiao Yi, remember the master's teachings!"
Taoist Priest Qingyun nodded and motioned for Xiao Yi to come up, and said with a hint of exhaustion in his voice: "Master is happy today! Xiao Yi, use your Xuanyuan Jue's mental method to demonstrate the Xuanyuan Sword Technique and show it to my master!"
What will happen if the Xuanyuan formula is used together with the Xuanyuan sword technique? Xiao Yi hurriedly responded, jumped off the bed, thought for a while, picked up the Golden Dragon Sword in the Qiankun Bag, weighed it in his hand, and said excitedly: "This is the ancestor's thing, so use this Immortal Family Come practice, baby.”
"Okay! Master, let's see Xiao Yi use my Xuanyuan Guan's real immortal swordsmanship, and go to the courtyard." Qingyunzi looked a little excited, with a strange rosiness on his cheeks. But Xiao Yi was so excited that he didn't think much and came to the courtyard with his master.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the Xuanyuan Temple is filled with silver.
Xiao Yi circulated the Xuanyuan formula, and the little spiritual energy in his body circulated with the pulse of heaven and earth.
Holding the Golden Dragon Sword in hand, he bowed to his master, and Xuanyuan Sword Technique unfolded from his hand like water.
Spiritual energy surged slowly in the meridians and entered the sword body along the arm. The golden dragon sword, which was only a foot short, suddenly emitted a three-foot golden sword light.
As the sword moves were executed, the sword light flickered, forming a golden waterfall around Xiao Yi's body, and then turned into golden light to cover him. In the blink of an eye, the sword light exploded like flying snow, jumping and flickering in all directions. There was a "chichi" sound all around, and sparks flew from the brick walls around the courtyard, leaving shallow sword marks.
Xiao Yi's figure is light and agile, and the golden sword light is flying up and down in his hand. The original ordinary sword moves have now evolved into golden dragon-like shapes, with sword energy and layers of golden light flying out from the front, back, left, and right of his body.
The strange python turned over and followed the blue dragon into the sea. Xiao Yi danced with excitement, and a galaxy hung upside down. The golden light all over the ground suddenly rolled up the stars, and merged into countless sword energy like the galaxy and rushed forward. With a loud "bang", the blue brick wall was pierced with a big hole.
Xiao Yi was shocked and ecstatic. Is this the power of his swordsmanship? Is this the swordsmanship of the immortal? Under the joy that could not be suppressed, the last five moves of the Xuanyuan swordsmanship emerged in his mind, and he could not help but recite the ninth move of the swordsmanship, the formula of the immortal pointing the way.
Suddenly, he felt a little abnormal, the Golden Dragon Sword was beating in his hand, and the spiritual power of his body rushed to the sword body. His body suddenly became empty, his consciousness was blurred, his head was dizzy, and he was about to fall. While panting, the spiritual power in his body had been consumed completely, without any left.
Xiao Yi cried out inwardly: "Not good!" Then he became weak all over, his mind was dazed, and he fell to the ground with a buttock. The sword stopped beating and fell from his hand with a ding-dong sound.
Xiaoyi was so scared that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He thought to himself that it was a close call! He must not have enough skills! The last five sword techniques should not be performed by him now.
He climbed up with difficulty, thinking that he had made his master worried again, and looked at him with some uneasiness.
The master sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, his expression was peaceful, and his face was covered with a layer of blue-gray. Only the silver-white beard and hair fluttered gently in the moonlight with the night wind...
Xiaoyi's face was stunned, and a cold chill surged into his heart. His expression stiffened in an instant.
"Master...?"
With a trembling voice, Xiaoyi gently called the master.
His feet were as heavy as if they were filled with lead blocks. He moved to the front of the master with difficulty and knelt down with a plop.
Xiaoyi's mouth was half open, his eyes were red, and a trace of luck flashed in his panic eyes. He trembled with his hands and hurriedly grabbed the master's wrist pulse.
Like the master who was sitting in meditation, he had no life left... The master was gone... The master was gone...
It was like a thunder rolling over my heart, and my heart was stabbing with pain. A stream of hot blood spurted out of my mouth, and then my eyes went black, and he fell to the ground...
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