Li Xianyuan looked at Ma Yongfeng, who looked ordinary in his light gray monk's robes. His appearance was elegant, and he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

He shook his head and said, "I'm just a little surprised."

In this way, Gao Shanzhong's favor becomes even heavier.

The two of them stopped talking, and you had a son and I had a son. Li Xianyuan didn't know how to do it, and it was completely chaotic. But it seemed that he was on par with Ma Yongfeng? Or maybe the leader was also accompanying Li Xianyuan.

In the wooden building, there is a portrait of an old man hanging on the wall facing the door. The aroma of green smoke lingers, and there is only the sound of pieces falling on the chessboard. It is peaceful. The leaves rustle outside the door, and the drizzle hits the doors and windows. A crane chirps in the distance.

Li Xianyuan fell down and looked out the door as if feeling something. A few rays of rainbow light flew past the sky. He was always a disciple of the Beidou Sect.

He turned back, looked at Master Ma, and said calmly: "Master Ma, I am a broken spirit root, I don't know if I can accept it like this."

"Sure enough..." Unexpectedly, Master Ma chuckled, as if he had known it for a long time.

"You know?" Li Xianyuan was puzzled. Broken Spirit Roots are rare in the world, how could they be seen so easily.

Master Ma urged Li Xianyuan to settle down, and continued: "I met him once when I was young. His temperament is similar to yours, and he is more like an immortal than an immortal. This is probably the only benefit of the Broken Spirit Root."

"As for whether to accept him or not... of course he will. I am the leader, so there is no need to accept someone."

Li Xianyuan pondered: "May I ask what happened to that person?"

"I've never seen him again. He must have died."

"..."

Li Xianyuan said nothing, and the leader of Ma said: "My Beidou sect is divided into seven branches, the main branch is Tianshu, and the other six branches are Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang. I am Tian

I am of the Shu lineage, majoring in the "Xuan Shen Dharma" to enhance my spiritual knowledge."

"Can I live forever?"

Master Ma shook his head: "The "Xuanshen Law" is to enhance spiritual consciousness and strengthen the five senses, so naturally it cannot live forever. Or you can join the Yaoguang lineage and practice the "Auspicious Art" to gain fortune. If mosquitoes are not close, everything will be prosperous."

"Can I live forever?" Li Xianyuan asked again.

Master Ma shook his head: "The "Auspicious Art of Auspiciousness" cultivates the source of blessings. If you want longevity, the only way is to improve your cultivation. Building the foundation will extend your life for twenty years, fasting will extend your life for fifty years, and the golden elixir will extend your life by one hundred. Nascent Soul can be obtained.

Three hundred years. I send the Tianquan lineage to take the lead in the battle. The "White Yang Jue" is domineering and strong, restraining all demons and ghosts. It also practices very quickly. Anyone with average qualifications or above can master the first three levels in less than five years and build the foundation.

."

The exercises here are all the same. The first three levels are for refining Qi, the third to sixth levels are for foundation building. The ninth level is Bigu, the twelfth level Jindan, and the fifteenth level Nascent Soul. The seven major training methods of the Beidou Sect are all ten.

On the second level, you need to learn advanced exercises as you move up.

Depending on the quality of the exercises, the number of levels that can be practiced and the spiritual power are also different. Inferior exercises can only reach the third level, and end at the sixth level. The most you can practice is to build the foundation.

Moreover, the spiritual power of this kind of Kung Fu is also much weaker than that of fellow practitioners of higher Kung Fu. There is no need to say more about the competition between those who practice lower Kung Fu and those who practice higher Kung Fu. Moreover, it is extremely dangerous to switch to Kung Fu.

It's okay to say that one vein has one attribute. You previously practiced water-attribute skills, but changing it to fire-based skills is simply courting death.

The five elements of heaven and earth, mutually reinforcing each other, also exist in spiritual power. Therefore, there are very few casual practitioners. Anyway, most sects do not have high thresholds. Except for free-minded monks, there are very few casual practitioners.

"Can I live forever?" Li Xianyuan asked three times.

Master Ma shook his head: "Although "White Sun Jue" is progressing rapidly, it will still take several years. You are a broken spiritual root, and your qualifications are the lowest. You may be able to build a foundation after a period of hard work, but naturally you will not live forever."

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "Then I won't learn."

"You kid, you don't want to learn this or that. I'll give you the magic, you want it!" Ma Zhangmen pretended to be angry and slapped the table, causing the chess pieces on the table to tremble.

Li Xianyuan raised his head and asked seriously: "Can I live forever?"

The leader of the horse was so angry that he laughed out loud, shook his head and sat down, placing the scattered chess pieces: "This practice is both mind cultivation and Taoism. There is no quick success. Even the magic way that preaches quick success is the same. Otherwise, it must be absorbed."

Souls, or using women as cauldrons to squeeze men's essence and other sinful things can be accomplished quickly."

Li Xianyuan said: "My spiritual roots are broken and I don't have much time left. Therefore, I seek immortality and want to live forever. If I can't live forever...what's the use of learning."

Master Ma sighed and said with a smile: "Who asked me to see how happy you are? Someday I will think of a way and shamelessly go to the Supreme Elders to beg for some."

"..." Li Xianyuan suddenly shook his head. "Sorry to bother you, Master Ma, I will go down the mountain later."

"This..." Master Ma was stunned.

Li Xianyuan said seriously: "Everyone has perseverance in their hearts. Of course I have it too. Brother Gao is willing to give me the favor of God without hesitation, and Master Ma is also willing to sacrifice your face for me to seek a panacea. What's the harm in losing some of my life because of it?"

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"Absurd!" Master Ma frowned and said, "Human favors are small, but human life is big. How can I ignore it when I see it?"

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "I hope Master Ma can forgive me. I have made up my mind."

Li Xianyuan's attitude was resolute, but Master Ma softened his tone and sighed: "Aren't you afraid that someone will say you are stupid? The world is big, and your own life is the biggest."

"I know I won't die," Li Xianyuan said. He could have written a few poems about ghosts and gods in exchange for a panacea that would prolong life. However, this method was so shocking that it could only be used at the last moment.

Of course, Master Ma didn't believe it, but he had no choice. He couldn't force Li Xianyuan to come down. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Your temper is exactly the same as that of my master."

"Your Majesty?"

The head of the horse nodded and said in a sad tone: "It's a pity that he was besieged and died by demons from outside the territory. The souls of people killed by demons from outside the territory are gone. They cannot be reincarnated. That means he is no longer here."

The head of the horse looked sad. There was silence in the wooden building for a while.

Who says monks are heartless?

A quarter of an hour later, Li Xianyuan stood up and wanted to leave, but Master Ma did not stop him. He said that if he had the opportunity, he would go down to Yizhuang to see Gao Shanzhuang. He also gave Li Xianyuan a guest jade plaque, saying that if anything happened, he could come to the Beidou School to see him at any time.

Li Xianyuan walked further along the winding path.

The boys and girls on the platform in front of the mountain have not dispersed yet, and from time to time there is laughter and laughter. The sect does not have many rules, and a few disciples in Taoist robes are mixed in, and they are also laughing.

Several white cranes landed in the square, their slender necks tilted their heads curiously, and their beady black eyes looked at them with liveliness.

This is the real Xianxia, ​​the real Xianmen. Cold-blooded and ruthless, killing people to seize treasures, fighting with the same sect, intrigues and intrigues, and having the highest level of cultivation. These only exist in the worst imagination.

Li Xianyuan looked from a distance. There was a stark contrast between the bustling crowd and being alone. He could only feel an invisible gap between him and them.

Li Xianyuan only had less than a year left to live.

It's easy to go up the mountain but hard to go down. It took Li Xianyuan an hour to climb up to the Beidou Mountain Gate, and now it took him a full two hours to go down the mountain. It was dark when he reached the bottom of the mountain.

It doesn't look obvious from the outside, but Li Xianyuan's legs are actually swollen like elephant legs.

I struggled to climb onto the carriage, rested for a while before climbing down, staggeringly holding the carriage to untie the rope, climbed back on the carriage and drove away.

There is a village about ten miles away from here. I think I can get there before dark.
Chapter completed!