Green Plum Fairy Road

"Dao can be Tao, not a constant Tao, a name can be a name, a name is not a constant name...!" In the view of Qingmei, Yu Yue was drawing a talisman while listening to Mo He chanting not far away, saying that he had never heard The Taoism of the past.

The content of the Taoism chanted by Mo He is not much, only a few words, but I can feel the great principles contained in it when I hear it. Although it is still a little bit incomprehensible, it does not hinder Yu Yue was attracted.

Mo He didn't notice Yu Yue's distraction. He was sitting there at the moment, reaching out his hand to knock on the seat under him, while softly chanting these few Dao Sutras from past lives.

The higher the cultivation base is, the more Mo He can comprehend the unpredictability of that Taoist classic from the memory of his previous life, but unfortunately there are only a few words that can be remembered in the memory of his previous life. I have never read the full text of that Taoist scripture.

In his previous life, ordinary people really rarely studied these Taoist scriptures and the like except for the people they really liked. The sad thing is that Mo He should be classified as ordinary people at that time. in.

However, because this Taoist scripture is really so famous, even if Mo He hasn't read the full text in his previous life, he still knows some of the classic sentences.

During the time when Mohe was through the typhoon disaster and cultivating behind closed doors, I remembered these sentences that I remembered again. I used my practice to figure out carefully, and I felt quite rewarding.

"Unfortunately, if I had read this Taoist scripture in my previous life, even if I simply read it, I would be able to find a way to restore it from my memory. I won't just remember such a few sentences like I am now!" After reading the sentence many times, Mo He finally stopped, sighed in his heart, and then slowly stood up.

Taking a look at Yu Yue beside him, Mo He walked up to him, reached out his hand to touch his head, and tapped again.

"Pay attention, you have failed to draw this talisman!"

Although Mo He only tapped lightly, Yu Yue felt a lot of pain at this time. While reaching out to touch the place where he was tapped, he quickly admitted his mistake.

"The disciple knows that he was wrong, so I must concentrate on it next!"

Mo He nodded lightly, and then, not in charge of Yu Yue, raised his foot and walked towards the top of Wangyue Mountain, ready to continue his cultivation.

Now it has been almost a year since Mohe survived the storm. During this time, Mohe felt that the growth rate of spiritual power in his body had slowed down.

At the same time, Mo He also felt that as time passed, the intensity of the fire he was about to face was also increasing. After reaching a certain level, the secret method of dividing the three plagues might not continue to prevent the fire from coming. At that time, Mohe had to face the fire.

However, according to Mo He's estimation, the fire will be forced to come, I am afraid that it will take at least ten years, and he did not intend to delay that long.

Entering the Wangyue Pavilion on the top of the mountain, Mo He sat down cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes, and the power of a star covered him.

Yu Yue in the view of green plum looked up at the golden light on the top of the mountain, then turned around and continued to concentrate on drawing his own talisman.

The scenes of Mo He practicing kung fu are commonplace. Now his cultivation level has reached the middle stage of entering the realm. There are still many things to learn. It is better not to be distracted.

While Mo He and Yu Yue were concentrating on their practice, a little bit of time passed. It was almost dusk when Mo He opened his eyes in the Moon Watching Pavilion, just to see the red sun that was about to set in the sky.

At this moment, the setting sun is backing the mountain, rendering the horizon red. Amidst the red clouds in the sky, the sun slowly descends below the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun is beautifully displayed in front of Mo He's eyes.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Mo He seemed to be attracted by this beauty. He watched intently until the setting sun fell completely and the red light on the horizon disappeared. Then he came back to his senses, and there was an inexplicable trace in his heart. Feelings.

Mo He just came back to his senses, a golden light suddenly lit up in the ancestral hall at the foot of Mochiyama Mountain, and a figure clad in golden light walked out of the ancestral hall slightly embarrassed.

"Master!" Mo He turned his gaze to the foot of the mountain for an instant, then his body turned into a blue light, and he immediately appeared in front of Dao Chief Qingmei.

As soon as he saw Daochang Qingmei, Mo He couldn't help but frown slightly, because at the moment Daomei Qingmei looked a little embarrassed, his aura was disordered, his light was a little uncertain, his face was not so good, and he seemed to be hurt .

"Master, who hurt you?" Mo He said as he spoke, an aqua-blue watery aura shot out from his hand, covering Dao Chief Qingmei's body.

Dao Mei, who had just wanted to answer Mo He's question, was now covered with a layer of moisturizing aura. He was surprised to find that the damage to his divine body had been quickly recovered under this moist aura.

"What a great healing method!" Dao Mei said in his heart.

It was the first time Dao Chief Qingmei experienced Mo He's water and aura. He didn't expect the effect to be so strong, it could be called a magical method.

The injury on his body recovered, Dao Mei's aura quickly calmed down, and the divine light slowly converged, before he said to Mo He.

"My teacher heard that you had survived the typhoon disaster. I originally thought about it for a while, waited until you became a true celestial god, and I would congratulate you at that time, but I didn't expect to escape today. I came back early!"

Dao Master Qingmei said while looking at Mo He with satisfaction. His disciple really gave him too many surprises. The regrets that were once are now all realized in the hands of his disciples.

His inheritance was inherited. Qingmei Guan has now become a small sect. Although the people are not prosperous, all of them are of good quality and beautiful jade. They are not inferior to those disciples from the big sects. When Mohe becomes a true god, then Mr. Qingmei really has no regrets.

"Master, you haven't told me who hurt you?" Mo He looked at Dao Master Qingmei and continued.

The appearance of Dao Chief Qingmei just now obviously had fought against people and used some kind of Shinto method to escape back to his temple in embarrassment.

"Let's go, let's go back to the view of Qingmei first, let's talk while walking!" Daochang Qingmei looked at Mo He's expression, stroked his beard lightly, and then said to Mo He.

Dao Qingmei knew that Mo He was worried about him, and he didn't want to worry Mo He. After all, he was Mo He's master and always let his disciples protect him. Dao Qingmei was a little bit unhappy.

"This time as a teacher, I really encountered some danger. If it weren't for a life-saving thing given by the gods, I am afraid this time I will be captured...!" Daochang Qingmei and Mo He walked towards Qingmeiguan. I briefly talked about what I had encountered.

This matter is also related to Ye Nian. Ye Nian's deity was now a game confrontation between the Gods of the Underworld and the Third Dynasty, and it was also the first conflict in the dispute between God and Dao.

Before Ye Nian's soul was under the protection of the gods of the Third Dynasty, in order to prevent the gods of the second dynasty in the Underworld God from being disadvantaged, Ye Nian's edict has been dragging.

Recently, I feel that the delay is almost over. The Dynasty is also about to hold a new royal seal, so it is ready to quietly allow Ye Nian to ascend to the gods in this royal seal. As a result, this matter did not fill the court of Underworld.

Dao Chief Qingmei met the masters in the Netherworld God's Court before, and suffered a big loss in the opponent's hands. Together with his other gods, not many eventually escaped.

"That is to say, General Ye Nian, now it's too bad for you!" Back to Qingmei View, Mo He couldn't help but frowned slightly after listening to the whole thing.

Anyway, I had a deal with this old general, and the other side left a good impression on Mo He. If he could, Mo He didn't want the other side to be the first victim of this sacred battle.

Upon hearing Mo He's words, Dao Chief Qingmei sighed slightly, nodded and said, "I'm afraid, now General Ye has encountered an accident. For the first confrontation of this Shinto War, I am waiting for defeat!"

"The one who hurt the master, is the god in the Netherworld God's Court?" Hearing Dao Chief Qingmei said this, Mo He knew that Ye Nian probably had an accident, so the topic stopped here and asked instead. Raised the god who hurt Dao Mei.

"I've told you before as a teacher, you don't need to intervene in this divine Taoism dispute, and you won't get any benefits!" Dao Chang Qingmei shook his head gently, looking at Mo He and said.

Mo He was not surprised by Mr. Qingmei’s answer, but he just continued to ask: "The disciple actually has something unclear. I wonder if the master can help me out?"

"What do you want to know, as long as the teacher can answer it, of course it won't be hidden from you." Dao Chang Qingmei said without hesitation.

"The battle between the gods and Taoism is still internal to the human race, and it is consuming the human race's own strength, but why the major sects have not stopped this matter, and even listened to the teacher's meaning, and there was a tacit attitude. This disciple has not figured out this. ?"

When Mo He asked this question, Dao Mei was silent for a while, and then he said: "If you asked the question of being a teacher before, the teacher would not know how to answer you, but some time ago, from a god In his mouth, I just learned some news for my teacher. I don’t care if it is true or not. After you hear it, don’t tell it to others.

Mo He nodded and waited for Dao Chief Qingmei to follow.

Daochang Qingmei turned his head slightly and looked at the plaque on the Zundao Hall among the three simple houses of Qingmeiguan.

"There are many cultivators between the world and the earth, but there are only seven good fortune ancestors. According to rumors, the next good fortune ancestor may be a person in the gods. I think it may be for this reason."

As soon as Qing Meidao's long speech fell, Mo He was also silent for an instant. This answer was really beyond his expectation!