Mind Cultivation Record

A sword light burst through the sky.

In a moment, they stopped at the top of Daqing Mountain.

The sword light condensed, revealing an old Taoist with white beard and eyebrows, white hair and childish face.

The old Taoist looked down at the Daqing Mountain, his eyes full of exploration, as if he wanted to envelop the entire Daqing Mountain...

At this moment, a brocade bag hanging on Lao Dao's waist began to shake violently.

"Baby, don't worry! Since I promised to take you out to look for food, how can I go back on my promise? But this matter is not a trivial matter, and we must be cautious. I look at this mountain and it has no aura. I don't expect there to be any monks nearby. existing……"

While talking to himself, the old man opened his bag of tips.

A golden light rose from the sky, circled in the air, and then flew towards Daqing Mountain.

The old Taoist exhaled a turbid breath, and his gray eyebrows trembled involuntarily.

snort! This evil beast! It’s getting harder and harder to suppress...

It's also my fault that I can't make any progress in my cultivation. Otherwise, why would I be hijacked by a monster?

Having said that, in just ten short years since I got this evil beast by chance, its cultivation has improved all the way. Given time, I am afraid it will be able to form a demon elixir!

When the time comes to kill the goose and take out the eggs, we might as well refine a furnace of supreme golden elixir...

Just when he thought of this, the old Taoist suddenly paused and looked thoughtfully at the Daqing Mountain at his feet.

Looking around, I saw a five-foot-long golden python on the top of Daqing Mountain, swallowing a strong green cow whole.

Although the green bull had no resistance, a teenage cowherd boy near the green bull had already turned pale with fright and could not move. The strange thing was that the cowherd boy's head was three inches away from his head. There are three colors of clear, white and yellow streams intertwined.

The old Taoist was stunned when he saw it. He was still waiting to see clearly, but he was shocked to see a golden light flashing across his face. The cowherd boy also followed in the footsteps of the green bull and was swallowed whole by the giant python!

How strange!

Could it be that his eyes were dazzled?

Thinking like this, the old swordman flew to the top of the giant python.

Before Lao Dao could investigate further, the golden python that had swallowed the green cow and the cowherd boy opened its bloody mouth and engulfed Lao Dao.

"Hmph! Bastard! Looking for death!"

With a sharp shout, the old man pointed his swords together, and the flying sword originally relying on his body turned into a sword light and charged straight towards the giant python.

The python is also unambiguous, and the snake trusts like a sword, tit for tat.

Seeing that his flying sword couldn't do anything to the giant python for a while, the old man's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

At this moment, the giant python suddenly stiffened.

The giant python is five feet long, and its entire body is covered with golden scales the size of a fist.

But at this time, located seven inches away from the giant python, from the inside out, there was a three-color stream of green, white or yellow light, soft and solemn.

Obviously, the python's stiffness originated from this.

When the old man saw it, his expression suddenly changed from bright to dark.

With a sudden frown, the old Taoist had already made up his mind.

"You evil beast! Today I will let you know: Who is the Lord between you and me!"

As soon as he said that, instead of attacking the giant python, the old Taoist stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched himself in the heart.

His face suddenly turned pale and turned red, and the old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sky was stained with blood, but it did not fall. Instead, it was suspended in front of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist stretched out his right hand, dipped his index finger in the blood, and then used the true energy in his body to write a bloody talisman in the void with his own essence and blood...

When the talisman was achieved, Lao Daogang's somewhat rosy face turned as pale as paper.

"This child is so miraculous that you cannot tolerate it. Those who know the nature will spit him out. If not, don't blame me for destroying your soul and destroying your monster body!"

"..."

One person and one python, they just stood there for a while.

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

After three breaths, seeing that the giant python had no intention of giving in, the old Taoist's slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of sternness.

"disease!"

As soon as he pointed it out, the bloody talisman rushed to the top of the giant python.

The giant python, which was not even afraid of the flying sword that was as sharp as clay, seemed to be afraid of this bloody talisman, which was no more than the size of a palm.

The talisman was coming, and the giant python was unable to avoid it.

Then he saw the bloody talisman seeping into the body from the center of the giant python's dustpan-like triangular head and disappearing.

The next moment, the giant python collapsed to the ground without any warning.

The giant python's abdomen began to squirm rhythmically, and at the end, it opened its bloody mouth and spit out a mass of gastric juices.

Seeing this, the old Taoist was relieved.

With a wave of his big sleeve, the golden light subsided, and the five-foot-long golden python turned into a golden light, got into the old Taoist's bag hanging at his waist, and disappeared.

After pondering for a moment, the old Taoist cast a spell to revive the cowherd boy who survived the catastrophe, and then said some words about subduing demons and the like.

Let’s talk about the cowherd boy. When he saw the old Taoist and listened to the old Taoist’s words, his face changed several times. Then he sat upright and bowed down.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life!"

"Haha! You kid is quite clever! You and I are destined to be together, so this can save your life. Baby, would you like to follow me to become an immortal?"

"Xiu Xian asked? This..."

Raising his head, the cowherd boy looked directly at the old Taoist. From the corner of his eyes, he unconsciously glanced at the three-inch flying sword that was still spitting out sword light...

"Ordinary ordinary people seek immortality but cannot get it. I also want to help you enter the immortality because I think you and I are destined. What? You are not willing yet?"

"No! No! It's just that... the boy still has his parents at home. If he just follows the immortal, his parents will mistakenly think that something happened to him, and they must be inexplicable grief. Besides, the ancients said, 'If your parents are here, you won't travel far away. There must be a way to travel.' Can the Immortal Chief allow the boy to return home, tell his parents the details, and then follow the Immortal Chief..."

"That's it! That's all!"

Waving his hand casually, the old man turned over and jumped onto the flying sword.

"My child! Since the mortal fate is not over, there is no fate for the immortal sect. Although I have a fate with you, I can't turn a stubborn stone into a jade. You - take care of yourself!"

"Immortal chief! Immortal chief..."

"If we are destined, we will see you again!"

After saying this, the old Taoist raised his flying sword and flew away through the air.

"..."

Looking at the empty sky, the cowherd boy was annoyed and disappointed at the same time - the immortal was too impatient!

This child is eleven or twelve years old, half a year old. He has always been bold and loves to read some articles about ghosts and monsters. He usually fantasizes about conquering demons and traveling in and out of the underworld.

I didn't expect that today's immortal fate would be missed by me...

But soon, the cowherd boy's thoughts were occupied by another problem - although the golden python was beaten away by the immortal, and he was also rescued by the immortal, his own green cow was not rescued. How should I explain when I come out and go home?

Based on his father's belief that he "does not talk about strange powers and confuse gods", if he reveals the whereabouts of Qingniu, he will definitely not escape severe punishment.

But if you don’t tell the truth, how can you say it?

Full of distress, the cowherd boy stumbled down the mountain...

That night, the cowherd boy knelt down in front of his hall with some frustration.

Just as he expected, when he told his father what happened, his father really didn't take it seriously. He regarded the five-foot-long golden python and the old immortal chief who came with the sword as a big lie by a naughty child, and He was punished to kneel in front of the hall and think about his mistakes.

well!

What I said was obviously the truth, so why didn’t my father believe it?

Is it true that I have to make up some realistic lies?

It’s really unreasonable…

Just when the cowherd boy was secretly cursing like this, he suddenly heard a noise coming from behind him.

Looking back, he saw his mother carrying a tray and walking over quickly with small steps.

There were just some dry biscuits and pickles on the tray, but it made the cowboy's eyes shine.

"Yun'er! Are you hungry? Eat something quickly!"

Without saying a word, the cowboy took the dry biscuits on the tray and started gobbling up the pickles - he was really hungry!

"That's true of you! You know that your father doesn't believe in those gods and monsters, but you still talk nonsense!" The woman looked at her only son with some affection, but pretended to reprimand: "I'll go there tomorrow. Apologize to your father!"

"Mother! Our green cow was really attacked by a monster..."

"Still talking nonsense!?"

"I……"

Just when the cowherd boy didn't know how to argue, he heard a sudden exclamation from the backyard.

"Monster...monster...monster..."

The mother and son looked at each other, and their expressions changed, just because the exclamation came from the cowherd boy's father - the accomplished scholar who never believed in the theory of gods and monsters.

But what happened that made him lose his composure?

But soon, the mother and son knew the whole story.

In the mist of the night, I saw someone stumbling towards this side. Behind that person, golden light flashed, and it turned out to be a five-foot-long golden python!

The cowherd boy immediately recognized that it was the culprit who had swallowed him into the snake's belly during the day and almost killed him.

But...but wasn't this monster driven away by the old immortal? Why are you here again? ?

At this moment, a thunder exploded.

"Bah!"

Following thunder and lightning, a ray of sword light fell from the sky and was inserted straight in front of the giant python, blocking the giant python's progress.

The giant python seemed to realize that the sword light was powerful, and was forced to dare not move an inch forward.

When the cowherd boy saw the sword light, he felt that he had seen it before. He became brave and rushed forward, dragging his father who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, an old Taoist appeared in the courtyard.

The old Taoist stood in the sky, holding up the alms bowl with his left hand, pointing at the giant python with his right hand, and chanting something in his mouth.

Following Lao Dao's actions, faint blood shot out from Lao Dao's fingertips, lingering on the golden python. The giant python stumbled unsteadily, as if it had suffered great harm. As the old man chanted the mantra, the giant python became smaller and smaller, until it became one foot long, and transformed into a golden light and threw it into the alms bowl.

The old Taoist took out a talisman filled with blood characters from nowhere and stuck it on the alms bowl. Then he flipped it with his left hand, and the alms bowl that contained the golden python disappeared without a trace.

It only took a short moment from the time when the giant golden python appeared to when Lao Dao subdued the demon. Although the giant python was subdued by Lao Dao, he looked pale and obviously suffered a lot of damage. There was also a hint of anxiety. The old Taoist's face flashed across his face, but it was fleeting.

"This...thank you to the old god for saving my life..." The middle-aged scribe was in shock, but he was the head of the family after all. He was sweating coldly and talking incoherently as he thanked the old Taoist. Fortunately, the old Taoist was distracted eighty-nine out of ten times. Niu Wa waved his hand and said calmly: "God has the virtue of a good life, and the donor does not need to be polite. I am a poor person with five elements. My son, I didn't expect that you and I are so destined that we meet again!"

The second half of the old Taoist sentence was directed towards the cowherd boy.

But it turned out that this old man was the one who saved the life of the cowherd boy during the day.

"Five Elements Sect? It turns out to be an immortal from the Five Elements Sect! The old immortal has killed Xiaosheng! I can't repay the kindness of saving my life..."

"That's all!" Interrupting the scribe's tirade, the old Taoist stretched his hand to the cowherd boy supporting his mother. He got straight to the point and said something shocking: "This son is destined to be a poor Taoist. I am willing to accept him as a disciple and teach him the great way. I don't know the benefactor." Are you willing?"

As soon as the old Taoist said this, the scribe was stunned and the woman was shocked.

The cowherd boy was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that the missed fairy fate would come back again.

"This... dog is naughty..." The scribe was at a loss for words, but the old Taoist said to himself: "If the donor is willing, the poor Taoist will take the son back to the mountain gate to teach the supreme Dharma and the secret of immortality. If he succeeds in the future, When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!”

"Taoist master wants to take Yun'er away from home to practice? This... Yun'er is still young after all... Can we discuss it?"

The woman held the cowherd boy's little hand tightly, quite reluctantly.

"What the female donor said is wrong! Destiny arises and ends, so you can't force it. Why don't the wise couple ask this child his wishes?" His profound eyes turned to the cowherd boy, and the old man said eloquently: "My child! I am a poor man. I didn't expect to have such a deep fate with you, and to meet you twice in one day. Among people in the immortal sect, the most important thing is the fate of immortality. You and I can still see each other, and Pindao will never bring up the old things again, my dear, take care of yourself!"

After saying this, the old Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing.

The couple looked at each other, the woman's face was full of reluctance, and the scribe shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly, the cowherd boy knelt on the ground and silently kowtowed to his parents three times.

"That's it! That's all! You...go!"

"Thank you father for helping me!"

"Hahaha! Okay!" With a loud laugh, the old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and the flying sword flew across the sky. The old Taoist stepped on the sword, and then grabbed the cowherd boy in the air and shot it onto the flying sword. Before the family of three could react, The old Taoist said with a smile: "Cultivators do not follow the secular world, but this child has a strong heart for the Tao. The poor Taoist will take him back to the mountain gate and take him under his sect. Just wait until he is successful in learning the Tao and comes down the mountain to practice, so you can reunite again!" Let’s go!”

As he spoke, he could not help but control the flying sword and soar into the sky.

The cowherd boy looked back, and saw his parents standing dumbfounded in the huge yard. It was extremely desolate, but was soon engulfed by the night...

His nose was sore and his eyes were moist. The cowherd boy was so determined that he didn't dare to look anymore.

Looking back, it feels like goodbye forever.