Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"Really, why bother?"

"Yeah, why bother? Why bother!"

Amidst faint sighs of emotion, someone finally found a mortician and asked him to leave Luojing with Qingfeng's corpse on his back.

Find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and have a good burial.

The mortician was very surprised that someone was willing to pay a lot of money to let him carry the corpse away from Luojing.

Why not use the same money to find a geomantic place near Luojing to bury this corpse in a grand manner.

He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to ask further questions. He took the money and left the city with the corpse on his back.

When walking halfway, the corpse collector was stopped by a young man in green clothes.

"Do you know who the corpse you are carrying is?"

"I do not know."

"His name is Qingfeng."

In a low voice, the young man in green shirt stretched out his hand to take the corpse on the back of the mortician. Looking at the scars on the corpse, he was silent for a long time before asking, "How did he die?"

"I do not know."

The mortician was a little scared.

Because he felt the suppressed anger and killing intent in the eyes of the young man in green shirt in front of him.

"The adults in the city gave me money and asked me to leave Luojing with this corpse on my back and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers for a proper burial."

"It's really none of my business, hero, please do me a favor, I have seniors and juniors, please let me go."

"Don't be afraid, I don't like killing people."

The young man in green shirt took out a piece of silver and handed it to the mortician, "I hate fighting and killing things the most."

"So when I came to Luo Jing this time, I really just wanted to take him back."

"But I'm a step late."

"He's dead."

"It's really troublesome."

The young man in green shirt sighed, rubbed between his brows in distress, then looked in Luo Jing's direction, "I have one last question."

"Do you know what last words he left before he died?"

"I don't know that."

The mortician shook his head and hesitated, "But I heard him call out to ask the national teacher to die. Don't dare to deceive the hero, you go to Luojing, just ask anyone."

"That's what he yelled, and the whole town heard it."

"Do you invite the national teacher to die?"

The young man in green shirt nodded his head slightly, "I see. Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands to hug Qingfeng's body, and walked step by step into the hazy moonlight.

……

Luojing Mountain, the National Teacher Dojo.

The former Enlightenment Pool was almost dry.

The white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged in the nearly dry Enlightenment Pool.

Not far from him, there was a huge alchemy furnace, and a small piece of flat ground in front of the alchemy furnace was filled with bright red, as bright red as blood, exuding a faint smell of blood.

Zhao Mingan knelt down on the ground from a distance across the alchemy furnace, suppressing the fear in his heart, and reported in a low voice about today's events.

When the white-haired Taoist heard that someone was going to let him die, he laughed wildly, with a frenzy on his face.

"Haha, this seat is about to complete its merits and virtues and achieve foundation building."

"Extended life for eight hundred years!"

"die?!"

"Haha, how could I die!"

"A mere mortal dares to let me die."

"Haha, it's ridiculous! It's really ridiculous!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Zhao Mingan suddenly rose into the air, as if an invisible big hand had grabbed his neck, making Zhao Mingan blush instantly.

"Let me hear another word of death, and I will kill you!"

"roll!"

Zhao Mingan was thrown out like a gourd rolling on the ground, not daring to make a complaint, he scrambled and ran away.

"This seat wants to realize the Tao."

"This seat needs to build a foundation."

"I want to live forever!"

"Ha ha!"

In harsh laughter.

The white-haired Taoist suddenly took out a white jade bead from his bosom, opened his mouth and sprayed it, and a stream of true energy hit the jade bead.

In an instant, a cloud-like white mist surged up.

It was like a drizzle of rain.

Let the dry pool have more shallow water.

The white-haired Taoist bent down into the pool like a dog lying on the ground, swallowing the mist.

A moment later, the Taoist fell into a deep sleep with an expectant smile.

Chapter 26 Invite the National Teacher to Die 2

"Zhao Zijing."

"You are running out of time. Instead of staying in Xianzhou and hurrying to build a foundation, you want to go to the outside world with me instead?"

In the dark rainy night, Zhao Zijing was kneeling in front of a cave, and when he heard the voice in the cave, he subconsciously replied, "Senior brother Wang, I would like to give all my savings, and I just ask that brother give me a quota."

"I know that my foundation is weak and my aptitude is dull. If I stay in Xianzhou, there is absolutely no possibility of building a foundation."

"So I want to go outside the territory and try my best."

"Forget it, it looks like you had a classmate friendship with me back then. This time, I will be one with you. You should go back and prepare well."

Amidst the sighs, the wind and rain changed, and suddenly, Zhao Zijing appeared on a starship crossing the starry sky.

Their destination is the sea of ​​broken stars three hundred light-years away.

More than 3 years ago, this star field now known as the Sea of ​​Broken Stars was originally a resource-rich star system.

But after a mighty confrontation, the stars died and the stars shattered.

In the end, the current Sea of ​​Broken Stars was formed.

It seems to be a piece of Jedi, but because there are all kinds of broken stars, fine gold, natural materials and earthly treasures, and many strong people who were buried in that war are left behind.

So even after more than 3 years of searching.

But today's Broken Star Sea is still a treasure land that low-level immortal cultivators within thousands of light years are keen to explore.

At this moment, Zhao Zijing followed his former classmate, Senior Brother Wang, who is now in the Foundation Establishment Stage, to the Sea of ​​Broken Stars.

This is a gamble of life and death.

Zhao Zijing gambled that he would be able to gain some fortuitous encounters in the Sea of ​​Broken Stars, so as to gain the possibility of building a foundation.

He failed, but he also succeeded.

After ten years of exploration in the Sea of ​​Broken Stars.

Zhao Zijing followed the starship back to Xianzhou.

He failed to build the foundation successfully, but he found the possibility to build the foundation.

"The reason why it is difficult for me to build a foundation."

"It's all because of the decline of my three flowers of spirit, energy, and spirit, and the condensed three talismans of spirit, energy, and spirit cannot be perfected."

"So if I want to build a foundation, I have to make up for my declining spirit."

"Conventional methods can't make up for my lost spirit."

"But evil methods can be used, and demon methods can be used."

"Heavenly Demon Blood Eating Pill."

"Using the essence and blood corpses of boys and girls as a reference, supplemented with nourishing things such as leopard embryos, deer tendons, and ginseng antlers, smelting them into pills can greatly nourish the spirit."

"This is why the monster race likes to feed on the blood of human children."

"The monks of the demonic way imitated this way and created the pill formula of the Heavenly Demon's Blood Eating Pill."

"I worked hard to get this elixir formula, this is God's will."

"If God does not take, you will be blamed."

Zhao Zijing, who returned to Xianzhou, looked at the prescription of the Heavenly Demon Blood Food Pill that he had finally harvested after ten years of fighting, without much hesitation.

After selling off his other gains in the Sea of ​​Broken Stars, in exchange for a high-grade magic weapon made of thousand-year-old mirage beads, he used retreat as an excuse to break through foundation building.

Came to the Mortal Continent secretly, transformed himself and became the national teacher of the Song Dynasty.

"This seat needs three thousand boys and girls with excellent qualifications."

"You will start to do it immediately, even if you search the whole country, you must find it for me as soon as possible."

With one order, no one in the Great Song Kingdom dared to disobey the order of Zhao Zijing, a national teacher who was actually an immortal teacher.

In the name of the national teacher wanting to strengthen the family and wantonly recruiting disciples, the imperial court sent innate masters to all parts of the country to select boys and girls with good qualifications for Zhao Zijing.

And Qingfeng and Mingyue, who had already been named marquis and worshiped generals in the Song Dynasty, naturally received the same will.

Even though they were puzzled, the two did their best to select more than a dozen boys and girls with excellent aptitude in the territory under their jurisdiction.

Qingfeng and Mingyue personally escorted these boys and girls to Luojing.

Then naturally, curiosity killed the cat.

Wanting to know how the national teacher can teach students according to their aptitude by accepting three thousand disciples at one go, Mingyue, who teaches diligently, peeks at Zhao Zijing's evil deed of refining elixir with virgin boys and girls.

Knowing that she was an accomplice of the national teacher in ignorance, Mingyue, who smeared the living beings, could not accept such a result, so she drew her sword in anger and assassinated the national teacher.

There is no need to say much about what happened after that.

Mingyue died, and Qingfeng lost his arm.

In the end, Qingfeng with a broken arm held his sword and came to Luojing City again, and followed Mingyue with his death.

Nothing seems to have changed.

Qingfeng Mingyue died.

But in Luojing Mountain, the tragedy remains.

Zhao Zijing, who is the national teacher of the Song Dynasty, practiced alchemy according to his alchemy, followed his dream, and continued to fantasize about the beautiful dream of building a foundation with great ambition.

"Ugh."

In a sigh.

Sitting cross-legged in the Enlightenment Pond of Luojing Mountain, Zhao Zijing, who had just finished refining the last batch of Heavenly Demon Blood Pills and was looking forward to the success of foundation establishment, suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the figure coming down the mountain in surprise, "Who are you? How dare you disturb my cultivation!"

"Zhao Zijing, I thought you were just a mediocre person who lived a mediocre life."

"But I didn't expect that I would leave you with the foundation establishment obsession with a single thought back then."

"After going around for more than ten years, you were trapped by obsession. In order to build a foundation, you fell into the devil's way."