Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

"I've seen seniors."

The three of Wan Donglai stood in a row and respectfully saluted Yunsu.

Today, the three of them are truly re-acquainted with this legendary indigenous cultivator in Yuyang City, which is half of the previous guess, and half of it is not consistent.

Half of them matched. The three previously thought that since Mr. Su lived in Yuyang City for a long time, even if he was not a cultivator of a large local area, he might be a cultivator who was close and friendly to the Dacheng Dynasty.

He not only left some legends, but in the mouths of many people in Yuyang City, he is still a man of insight, a person of elegance, and the owner of the Qingfeng Xiaozhu like a forbidden area, and the owner of the library. , also proposed to establish the Qihuang Association, and now he has drawn a door god, and wants to spread the gods to the world.

The other half is inconsistent because the three previously guessed that this person's cultivation base should not be much different from Wan Donglai. Now it seems that the difference is not much, it is simply a huge difference.

"The three fellow Daoists are courteous. Su is used to being a loner and a widow. This Dacheng Dynasty still relies on you to preach and protect each other."

Just now, when he deduced the future of the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect, Yunsu was surprised to see a huge disaster that was about to be staged in Nanzhou.

Although this calamity is not within Dacheng, the causal entanglement is not light, and it will have some influence. What these three people are doing now is just in time.

And in Yunsu's opinion, having these three people with their own forces to promote the immortal way in Dacheng is also a good thing for the people of Dacheng. On the spot, it is enough to deal with many foreign enemies on weekdays.

It's not that every time there is a little bit of chicken flying, you need to come forward yourself, and it's rare to be quiet.

The Dacheng Dynasty was located in a remote location. As long as people were not deliberately flooded with misfortunes, there were very few foreign monks, let alone scattered immortals, or turned into real immortals.

As long as the Immortal Artifact Rebellion didn't spread to this area, Yunsu would have a way to deal with it even if someone wanted to talk about Shinto because of the Great Southern Emperor in the future.

He has many ideas and imaginations about Shinto, but he never imagined that one day he would sacrifice himself to Shinto to gain a rapid increase in strength. Spread the world, don't deceive people, don't fool the people, don't deceive the people, don't try to get the people's incense, put the people first, and lead people to be kind to the virtual god-human image, so that ordinary people have a quiet and inactive God to worship, instead of being deceived by others. .

Wrong beliefs harm others. But if there is no faith at all, with the current productivity, people will have to live a lot harder.

In the future, Yunsu is not going to set up a sect of gods, nor will he ordain any priests who walk in the world, nor will he organize any large-scale sacred sacrifices or build any shrines.

"Yes, senior."

On such occasions, the three of them didn't talk much and ask more questions, so they had to agree together.

Yun Su nodded, and without talking to them, took Zhang Yifan and the little milk dog to step out, and went back to Yuyang.

"Senior Su, with a high level of Taoism, I have only seen Wan Donglai in my life."

Wan Donglai sighed and bowed again in the direction of Yunsu's disappearance. He had some guesses in his heart that this person was probably the golden cultivator who saved countless people outside of Dayue City and turned the tide by himself.

When the tragedy of Bulao Mountain finally spread to Yuyang City, Wan Donglai didn't think that these two things were related at all.

After all, the death of a monk in Bulao Mountain outside Dayue City and the annihilation by an immortal-level flying sword in Bulao Mountain, 50,000 kilometers away, really couldn't go together.

As for the final result of this matter, it was a crooked fight, which made the remnants of Bulao Mountain and Ghost Fang Temple be taken away in one pot, and there were no future troubles, but he was pleasantly surprised. The three of them feasted for seven days.

However, although the matter of Bulao Mountain and the Ghost Square Temple has come to an end, the many reflections caused by this have made the three of them get lucky and seize the time to promote the immortal way in the Dacheng Dynasty.

"Really, this Mr. Su is that..."

The old turtle said a half sentence, and did not continue to say the following.

"It's close to ten, but the three of you and I know about this matter. If the wind leaks, it may cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Bulao Mountain is gone, and the ghost temple is destroyed, but as a cultivator, Wan Donglai doesn't think that he can sit back and relax in the future. If one day suddenly, there will be a remnant and he will get news and kill it, it will also be a disaster.

"Relax, don't worry, this Mr. Su has saved us, and also saved countless people in Dacheng. Even if he dies, he will not talk about it."

Guihe and the two hurriedly cast the Daoxin poisonous curse to show their determination. Unexpectedly, Wan Donglai also made a poisonous oath in front of the two, and then they gave up.

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Big Year.

Yunsu didn't continue to draw the door **** picture, so naturally he had to sell it. The little milk dog had a battle yesterday, and he was very happy, but at this time, he looked a little absent, lying behind the door, and couldn't even open his eyelids.

"Little Zhangzi, you said what's wrong with this deity, he's soft all over, just like you saw your senior sister yesterday."

The little milk dog complained, but Zhang Yifan's brows twitched when he heard it.

Yesterday, Yunsu threw the two of them directly when he returned, and there were still a few pairs of door gods left. They could only go home when they were sold out. As a result, it was a coincidence that someone from Wawushan happened to come to buy the door **** map.

The little milk dog's gossip soul burst out on the spot, but it didn't blatantly burst into flames, and kept watching Zhang Yifan's senior sister. What's even worse, it also recorded dozens of mysterious lights. I am going to use it to deal with Zhang Yifan, who is insufferable in oil and salt.

That senior sister, who is now the elder of Wawu Mountain, a cultivator of Jindan, has been in Jindan for more than a hundred years. Judging from her unfeeling face, the little milk dog guessed that she had also gone the way of forgetfulness, but instead Great progress in practice.

"Sir, can you say that you are yourself, don't mention my senior sister."

"Didn't you say let it go, so when you see her, she is still the same as the deity now?"

"Although my senior sister and I are separated by human beings and gods, there will be no karma in this life. But after all, it is a senior sister and a brother. It's natural to be surprised and embarrassed after not seeing her for a long time. I put her down after seeing her yesterday, but you have not. Put it down and bring it up now."

Zhang Yifan asked himself, fortunately, Senior Sister didn't recognize him, but he did not have any unreasonable thoughts about her. However, Venerable Dog's temper is like that, the more you don't want to say it, the more he asks.

"This deity is just bored, so let's take a look at the Mysterious Light Technique to relieve fatigue. Oh, what am I doing?"

The little milk dog barked and sighed, and at the same time used the mysterious light technique to deliberately let Zhang Yifan see, the latter also sighed secretly, there was no way, this dog can't change.

Before it was finished, someone knocked on the door.

"Hey, someone has come to pay New Year's greetings!"

The little milk dog hurriedly opened the door, but saw that Han Yu and his wife brought the Han Zhen to greet Mr. Su for the New Year. Not everyone can come in this New Year's greeting. If it's not the right person, it's useless to come, but these three people can enter.

"Mr. Su, Happy New Year."

The family of three bowed and brought New Year's cakes and rice cakes. There was a strong fragrance from far away. The little milk dog couldn't help swallowing, but he felt extremely full in his belly.

After eating a thousand magic beasts, it does not know when it will be able to digest it.

"Han Zhen wishes Mr. Su New Year's greetings."

Han Zhen bowed to the ground for a long time, Yunsu laughed, he supported the child, patted the snow on him, and then took out the red envelope that he had prepared a long time ago and stuffed it to him, but it was a tael of silver.

"Thank you, sir."

Han Zhen didn't dare to ask for it at first, but when he heard Han Yu's reminder, he took the red envelope and thanked him again.

Yunsu asked Wang Xuanji to get the candy and tea food first, and let the little guys go to the main room to play, and then prepared lunch, leaving Han Yu's family to eat a light meal.

This is also the custom of Yunsu's hometown. During the first month, real relatives and friends will visit each other's relatives, especially some seniors with high morals, and there are many guests.

The two originally wanted to leave after paying New Year's greetings, but they were pulled by Yunsu to take a seat under the dead tree in the courtyard, and they brewed Yang black tea and talked while drinking.

Yunsu briefly briefly mentioned the matter of the door **** map.

"It turns out that the one thousand two pairs of door gods were painted by Mr. No wonder, no wonder!"

Han Yu suddenly realized that it is no wonder that the door **** map is so valuable, and the painting by an immortal like Mr. Su can't be too expensive. Although he had no money to buy it, he had heard many legends.

"Su has finished painting a hundred pairs of this painting, but he will never paint it again, so he wants to give you and his wife the method of printing the painting, or make it in batches in the bookstore."

"Han Yu can gain the trust of Mr., and naturally a hundred people are willing. However, Han Yu is very ignorant. Can he learn the method of making a **** map?"

Han Yu really had no confidence that anything could sell for 1,000 taels of silver, not paper, but because the immortal painted the door **** on it, and he was a mortal and a little uneasy.

"Su Mou wants to teach, but you are afraid that you will not be able to learn it. The method of printing and painting will be passed on to you, so that everyone will not ask me for it in the future."

"Han Yu, thank you sir for your trust."

As soon as Han Yu gritted his teeth, he got up and saluted, and took the errand. Anyway, it was Mr. Su's housework. What to do is not to do. In order to build the library, he first made porridge, then recruited volunteers, and then opened a printing shop, everything. Done, it's not bad.

"Okay, the money needed for the expansion and expansion of the bookstore will be paid from the government, but the money earned will go directly to the bookstore's account, and will be used to buy books in the future."

Han Yu nodded. The library building was not even full. There was a long way to go. He sometimes wondered if he should train Han Zhen as well. If he died in the future, he would still be able to take over. , continue to collect books.

In the eyes of the couple, there are no generations of people in this library, so they might be dissatisfied with it.

"Mr. Han, you will be the steward of my Qingfeng front yard in the future, responsible for all the mundane affairs in the house, including the library, the bookstore, and many other affairs in the future.

Here are 50,000 taels of silver notes, and 30,000 taels are included in the bookstore's account, which is directly used to form a caravan and purchase books from all over the world. The other 20,000 taels will go to the front yard account. In the future, all the affairs of the house will be taken from the front yard account through your hands, and must not be spent from the library account. "

Yun Su simply explained in one breath that Han Yu, the front yard manager, is actually the outer door manager of Qingfeng Dojo in the future, and he will have more and more things to do.

Although the library is nominally the private property of the dojo, Yunsu thought that so many people had donated money, so he made a separate account for the library, which was made public every year, so as not to be talked about behind the scenes.

So what if you are an immortal? If you don’t pay attention to humanity, you can look at many myths and legends. There are countless immortals who have been cursed and slandered by the world. It has nothing to do with your cultivation.

Then, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and in front of Han Yu and his wife, he passed on the painting method of the door **** without the secret meaning of Taoism to Han Yu. Those 100 pictures are comparable, but they can still make a certain connection and induction between the door **** map and the door god's real body, and it is enough to bring it to the house.

The power of the door **** is related to the number of people worshiping the door god, and it is related to piety, but it has little to do with whether Yunsu painted it himself.

"In the future, you only need to use this method to engrave the template with your own hands, and then you will be able to print the door **** painting on a large scale. If you and your wife are tired in daily life, you can practice more, and you will live longer and have a clearer mind. ."

Bookstore printing is the best way to let door gods enter thousands of households.

"There is one more thing, remember to add two lines behind the picture of the gods, 'A person who is a traitor and commits evil, the gods of the eight directions are not allowed to enter the door. The heirs of benevolence and kindness will come uninvited."

"Thank you, Mr. Su! Han Yu wrote it down."

The two of them bowed to each other. It was originally just an errand, but in the end, the two of them took advantage again.

Mr. Su's painting method of the gods is not passed on to others, but only about his husband and wife. What kind of trust is this, and it is also a great opportunity.

"One more thing, take some time to find Wang Changan from Ning'an Hall. Regarding the Qihuang Association, you should speed up the process after the first month. You will discuss the details with him first, and then let me take a look at it.

In addition, I pledged to donate 10,000 taels of silver before, and then you will pay the Qihuang Association from the front yard account. "

"Yes, sir."

For a lunch, the guests enjoyed it all, and there were no special arrangements, just some home-cooked dishes, but when the three of them left, Wang Xuanji brought a small basket, delivered it to the door in person, and handed the basket to Mr. Han Wang. The picture of the door **** that has been rolled up.

"This is a pair of door gods specially left by Mr. and ordered to give it to the Han family."

Han Yu held back the tears from the corners of her eyes and took it with her hands. It was like spring in the courtyard, but it was snowing heavily outside, but when the three of them went back, they felt that their hearts were always warm as they stepped on the snow. hung on the door.

"This **** map is really stylish, it's so beautiful."

Han Yu and his wife looked at each other and smiled. That's not the case. The immortal's painting has been out of print since then. One thousand taels of silver are hanging on the door. This is the immortal's calligraphy, and I'm really worried that it will be stolen.

"Xianggong, why don't we hang it on the inner door of the courtyard."

"Yes, my husband also intends to do so."

…

In the afternoon, Yunsu did not go back to practice, but asked Wang Xuanji to brew the tea again and brewed Yanghong tea.

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard gate.

"Bang bang bang!"

"I dare to ask if Mr. Su is in the mansion, why don't you say anything, and come here from Yangming mansion to pay New Year's greetings to Mr.

Yunsu opened the courtyard door in person with a smile, but saw He Buyu standing in the snow, still dressed in ordinary clothes taught by the academy, tied his horse to the tree at the entrance of the alley, covered with snow all over his body, and matured a lot. He was still growing a beard, so he invited him into the yard.

"Master He, I haven't seen a real person for a long time, and his style is better than before."

"Sir, this Qingfeng Xiaozhu is really unique, and it is worthy of being an elegant residence for the masters of the world."

The longevity palace's life-saving kit showed its mighty power. Why did you not hear about the gods and people from heaven? From the descriptions of the people that night, they also guessed that it was Yunsu.

Before, he thought he was dreaming about Yuyang's participation in the Qingfeng Banquet, but he didn't expect that his uncle also sent a letter to tell about it, and only then did he know that it was Mr. Su who performed the supreme immortal method.

At this time, in his eyes, Mr. Su, who had been elusive from the beginning, was already a real master of the world, with a Taoist cultivation.

"Master He, you and I have been friends for a long time, don't be too polite, please take a seat."

"Yuanshan dare not, please be sure to accept Yuanshan's three worships, sir."

He didn't say a word and didn't take a seat, but he bowed down to the ground and bowed.

"Mr. Yibai breaks down the friendship we have made."

"Mr. Erbai's gift of saving lives."

"Mr. Sanbai invited Yuanshan to the Immortal Banquet."

Yunsu didn't stop him either, and after he finished his three worships, he said, "You, you just can't change the red tape of the scholar, come, take a seat and drink tea, don't get cold."

Why don't you speak, and then I regained some of the feeling of being a gentleman in the past. When I came back to see this Mr. Su this time, he was actually apprehensive. After all, he was still a commoner, and Mr. Su was the real immortal. Experts, if you don't say how to get along, it's very possible that you don't see yourself.

The two had a chat, why didn't they talk a lot, they were talking about the military and the current situation in the world, focusing on the tragedy of the Longevity Palace, and sighed:

"Although this matter of the Longevity Palace has disgraced the royal family, it has awakened countless scholars all over the world. In the long run, it can make future generations less of the imperial power and ignorance of the people, and can enlighten people."

"The royal family died cleanly overnight. Has the Master ever figured out who's turn to be the emperor?"

Yun Su couldn't help but make a little joke. Before joining the army, this Master He liked to watch fortune-telling the most, and he didn't even let him go, and this time was no exception.

"Yuanshan does not dare to deceive Mr. UU reading www.uukanshu.com this time, it is related to the matter of imperial power."

Hearing what he said, Yunsu's heart moved, but he had already seen many clues.

He Buyu frowned slightly, drank three cups of tea in a row, then put down the tea cup, and said with a long sigh, "My uncle Xuanwei General Chai Jin, received an order from the Ministry of War a few days ago, and has already led the army north."

After saying this sentence, Yunsu's heart is like a hundred flowers in full bloom, and he sees his nature clearly, and countless secrets become clear in an instant.

"It turns out that the key to this matter is here!"

Yun Su understood, and then looked at He Buyu with a rather strange look on his face.

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