My Dreams Can Come True

Bai Yu shook his head and said: "The master of the watch doesn't ask me first, this is about whether your Biyouguan inheritance can continue to exist, I really don't understand, why is there such a strange thing? This inheritance, just look for it. If Taoism entrusts them to them, they can create a sect of cultivation. As long as the Taoism is not swallowed by others, they can completely look down on one side. Bi Youguan is begging with this golden rice bowl. There must be some problem in the middle."

Naturally, there are ordinary people in the immortal world, and below the immortals are ordinary people. Because the celestial aura is too strong, if you don’t practice, these celestial auras are not good for the body, or even harmful, so they should be high-quality genes. , But because the spirit of the fairy spirit is too strong, the life of ordinary people is much shorter. If you never practice, at most it is about the same as the training period of the monks on the earth, and the life expectancy is 50 or 60. Even if you live longer, you can live longer through cultivation. But if you don’t become immortals, these celestial auras are like chronic poisons, very hurtful, just like above the earth. Oxygen is an indispensable thing for human beings. But the process of human aging is also a process of oxidation. Low altitude drunken oxygen is also part of the reason.

Therefore, there is less aura on the earth, but after the improvement of living standards, the life expectancy of the aboriginals in the fairy world is generally 20 or 30 years longer. In the lower world, the Mahayana life span is 80,000, and in the fairy world only 8,000, but even if it is 8,000 years old, Enough to pass on for more than three hundred generations, obviously this time is not right.

Yan Hong stared at Bai Yu for a long time, and finally hesitated and asked, "Lay Bai...Is it a practitioner?"

Bai Yu shook his head and said, "I am not a practitioner, but I am a little interested in practice. I have also visited Dao Zang and some secrets about the immortal sect. I still know some."

Bai Yu deliberately played a language trap: I am not a "person" in cultivation, of course not. Now he is an immortal, and the gap between him and a mortal is no longer in the same dimension.

Yanhong hesitated for a long time, and muttered: "What's the point of telling the layperson? Even if the immortal comes, it may not be able to help us..."

Bai Yu thought for a while and said: "Since the inheritance of Guiguan is about to be cut off, you might as well listen to it. To be honest, at the age of Daosong, you have to make a living and practice. Most of it is empty at both ends. Taoism lacks people to maintain. Cultivation has no teacher's guidance. Could the master let him take these classics to comprehend on his own?"

Yan Hong smiled bitterly: "The layman said yes. In fact, when we were in Biyou for more than ten generations, it was said that it was not like this. We only experienced a major event. Later generations have become inferior to each other. To be honest, we have become more and more successful in our practice. The problem is that after that great event, there are fewer and fewer comprehensible things. In my master’s generation, many things in the classics were not understood. Even if I had obtained a lot of Scriptures for reference, I couldn’t find out. …"

Bai Yu asked, "Maybe tell me what is the big deal?"

Yan Hong said distressed: "What is the bottom line, we didn't get a single word. Biyou Temple was originally spread by only a few people. At most, the elders and ancestors are not even the elders and ancestors in the temple. The seven contemporary disciples have never exceeded them. Ten people, so at that time, it was vaguely heard that all the people in the Guanzhong died so that only one patriarch who went out to heal the disease was left. After returning, there was no one in the Guanzhong, and those patriarchs were wiped out. In general, I haven't found out where it went."

Bai Yu said strangely: "Why is there such a thing?"

Yan Hong was discouraged: "From then on, the ancestor inherited Bi Youguan alone and recruited disciples again. What's even more ridiculous is that even if he chose a few with good qualifications based on the qualifications required by the practice and selection of disciples. Young children teach, but after these smart children enter the Taoist Academy, they look very dull when they study the Taoist scriptures, and they have a good appearance in vain. You say, this is not cursed and what is it?"

Bai Yu still sounds terrified in the body of Taiyi Profound Immortal, what is the situation? supernatural event? There are still some signs, right? Any clues? how can that be?

Bai Yu said: "Here is a pill to cultivate Yuan's life. Can Dao Master dare to take it?"

Yan Hong looked at Bai Yu with a strange expression on his face, and it took a long time to speak: "Jushi is not kidding, but I know the old pill of Peiyuan. I am afraid that the pill for life extension is...Isn't it easy for the layman to get?"

Bai Yu said: "The life of the subject is not long, what is the disadvantage of taking it?"

Yan Hongdao: "If the layman wants the inheritance of my Biyou View... alas..."

As he spoke, Yan Hongchang sighed: "My original Tao, this is the secret of Biyouguan and cannot be easily spread, but last night I thought about it all night, maybe the layman would take it, whether it is self-study or pass it on to others, I am Biyouguan. The Dharma has finally never been cut off, so if the layman wants this inheritance, he can make a copy and take it. The old way is dead soon, but please keep my disciple."

Bai Yu is angry and funny, and co-authoring treats me as a villain who is conspiring to practice exercises.

"The master can really make a joke, well, you are old and your apprentice is young. If I really have a wicked intention, it will only take some time. This medicine is really not a poison. Can the master dare to taste it?"

General Yanhong doubted: "Really?"

Bai Yu nodded and said: "Sure enough."

With that said, Bai Yu took out the jade bottle from Huaicong, but actually took out a bottle of pill from the storage space that can last the life of mortals. This is the handwork he refined when he tried to analyze the pill prescription. It's just that this hand-practice work, if placed among the mortals in the immortal world, it is also an elixir that will be grabbed for destroying the city and the country.

Yan Hong asked, "This pill... What kind of pill is this pill?"

Bai Yu replied: "This pill is called Peiyuan continued life pill."

Yan Hong's face is speechless, do you want to be so rash?

Bai Yu is really just a practice work made by hand. After referring to several life-renewing formulas, recombined and debugged the work, there are immortals around him, which one is useful, if it weren’t for this and Taishang Dao. The pulse is related. He clearly stepped on the threshold of practice, but his practice was inexplicably hindered, and even the monk who was about to die of old age, he simply couldn't remember that he had practiced a pill that could extend the life of mortals decades ago!

Seeing that Yanhong was a little bit at a loss as to how to choose, Bai Yu urged him: "Don't you have the determination to be a dead horse doctor?"

Yan Hong sighed and said: "The layman does not need to arouse me. I was thinking, why the layman would help me and tell me about the inheritance of my Biyuguan, but I don’t believe it. I have already stated that the layman can copy a copy. What is the reason?"

Bai Yu didn't answer his words, and asked, "What is your decision?"

Yan Hong took the jade bottle from the table: "What else can I decide? The world is dying from life and evil, and I am just a layman. Since I don't know what the layman is doing, it is useless to think."

He poured out a pill from the bottle, looked at it carefully, and then smelled it. He only vaguely smelled some pill breath. He was not aware of it, so naturally he didn't know this was the reason why the medicine was completely restrained, so he wanted to ask this. Whether the pill has been dissipated is an ineffective pill, but as he said, he is concerned about too many things, can not let go of the school, can not let go of Taoism, can not let go of the apprentice who can not take the big responsibility alone, shook his head, and he took the pill. The medicine was put in his mouth.

A pill is a good pill. Good pill has a characteristic, that is, it will quickly turn into a liquid medicine when you encounter it, which is called melt at the mouth. Otherwise, the patient who is waiting for life-saving, the injured, or the muscles can’t be stiff. Swallowing action, the medicine is delivered into the mouth, but it does not take effect, what should I do?

This bottle of Peiyuan Yanshou Pill has a total of 8 pieces.

Bai Yu said: "Look at the Lord, this bottle of pill, take one in three days. According to the expert who gave me the pill, 8 pill will be enough to extend life for 30 years. Presumably 30 years, it is enough for Daosong to learn. Do you have to be alone?"

Yan Hong twitched at the corner of his mouth and nodded: "It is of course a good thing that the layman can extend my life span by 30 years, it is enough."

He smiled bitterly in his heart: This lay layman is also a young man full of absurd words. He has extended his life for thirty years... No matter how big his tone is, he has also heard of the pill for life extension, at most for the dying person. God snatched it back for two or three years. I haven't heard of any monk who can make a pill that can extend life for 30 years. Although the purpose of this layman is unknown and a little concealed, he does not look malicious. , Forget it, everything is left to fate.

Of course Bai Yu could see that he was insincere, but when the pill took effect, he would know the benefits of the medicine.

In the next few days, Bai Yu was okay, still watching the sky and terrain, calculating the connection between everything and everything. Later, he almost reflexed, seeing a fallen leaf, and immediately realized the water remaining in the leaf, the meridian situation, and the wind blown. Afterwards, the angle of deflection, a few whirlpools in the air, etc., and so on. After a while, the wind will bring the main entrance of the Taoist temple. How strong the wind is, and how loud the sound will be when the collision...

Everything seems to be a digital thing in his eyes.

"Sex, male, survival time; 133757 hours, 43 minutes and 16 seconds, realm, not yet introductory body training, practice exercises, "Biyou Xing Ming Jue", "Building Body", weight 47 kg, mild malnutrition, expected life The upper limit, 630,700 hours..."

Bai Yu glanced at Daosong who came in from the outside, and the data was automatically generated in his mind in an instant. 630,700 hours, more than seventy years?

Bai Yu finds it very strange. If you take Biyou's view of a pure-hearted, low-eating, light-eating lifestyle, and often practice good and virtuous lifestyles, coupled with Daosong's stupidity, practice according to the bodybuilding chapter, as long as you don't practice it to death, It should be strong and strong, with a life span of at least a hundred years. How can you be in your seventies?

"Dao Song, come here for a moment."

Bai Yu greeted him, and Daosongji said, "Bai Yushi, I can put the picked vegetables in the room and come."

Bai Yu nodded.

After a while, Daosong put away the various wild vegetables picked in the Guanwai mountain forest, washed his hands and cleaned the noodles, and walked over: "What's the order of Baijushi?"

Bai Yu said: "Let me see your pulse."

Although puzzled, Daosong sat down beside Bai Yu, stretched out his left hand and placed it on the stone table.

Bai Yu pointed Xianli Ningsi into Daosong's body this time. After a long time, he released his hand and looked up and down Daosong.

Daosong panicked and said, "Jushi Bai doesn't look at me like this. Could it be that I have a serious illness?"