I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years - Chapter 402

If Xiao Qingyu’s affairs were discovered, it would definitely shake the world.

Although the great world is here, all martial artists know that keeping youth forever is not impossible.

Generally, if you can reach the innate realm, you can often prolong your life and maintain your appearance for a long time. Not to mention, there are more powerful masters, primordial spirits, and even Taiyi Divine Realm above the innate.

For example, Lan Mingfeng of the Quanzhen Sect and the son of the Jin Dynasty are two living examples. The two practiced “Changchun Gong for everlasting age” and “Xu Rishu Dafa”, both of which are the magical skills of youth.

However, even if they are both of them, they can stay young and their looks will not change, but the two hundred years of wind and frost will more or less change their temperament and no longer look like they were in the past.

In contrast, Xiao Qingyu in front of her seemed to have not changed at all, as if her age was really just like the green years now…

However, these are nothing to her. In fact, she didn’t even know that she had lived here for two hundred years.

This is the so-called: There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold is endless.

However, on this day, when Xiao Qingyu was washing clothes on the edge of the creek, suddenly, there was purple air flowing down from the top of the wave, gradually causing the Taoism in the lake to circulate and the light scattered.

She was taken aback for a moment, raised her head and looked upstream, only to find that there, gradually following the stream, an old man in gray slowly drifting down with the stream.

Xiao Qingyu was startled, then subconsciously put down the clothes and gently raised his hand, but saw a fish splashing and jumping up in the water. As the fish fluctuated, the stream was broken, and the old man immediately fell into the flat ground… …

After the old man woke up, he was confused, as if he didn’t know his origin, and forgot what happened. Although his mind was clear, it was difficult for Xiao Qingyu to think that it was the old man’s hysteria and no children, so from now on, Xiao Qingyu took care of the old man day and night.

However, Xiao Qingyu didn’t know that this old man was not a mortal.

Yes, the old man is Xuanduzi.

The true spirit of Xuanduzi was trapped in the Meng Realm, but his body and soul escaped.

People have three souls and seven souls, and have flesh and blood. And above the body and the soul, there is the master soul of life, also called the true spirit.

The true spirit is mixed between the heaven and the earth, and even if it is shattered and dispersed, it will never disappear. Whenever the realm of the great supernatural powers is determined by the real spirit.

Of course, memory is also among them.

The old man nowadays has lost his true spirit, and although he has a body and soul, he doesn’t have most of his memories.

Although he knew that there must be some reason for his existence, he couldn’t figure out what it was… But gradually, under Xiao Qingyu’s care, the old man also forgot his troubles and sank into the mountains of time. in.

After more than ten years of getting along, Xiao Qingyu has always respected the elder, as if he were a relative, and the elder regarded him as his own, as if he were treating his biological daughter.

Although both people vaguely possess magical powers on weekdays, they both tacitly didn’t mention it.

When the two people lived peacefully, the world passed by, and time passed, unknowingly, twenty-seven years had passed.

During these twenty-seven years, the demon lord Bo Xun used Fazhen and Fahui to search for relics in Kyushu. Fazhen and Fahui found twenty-four relics and gave them to Bo Xun, placed them on the Great Hall of Lingshan, and imprisoned them with Buddhism.

And until twenty-seven years later, one day, Xiao Qingyu was catching fish in the river, while the old man was watching from the shore.

The old man watched Xiao Qingyu wandering over and over in the river, as if it had also turned into a fish, shaking the water.

The water flow was slow, and Xiao Qingyu was like a black fish. After a long while, the color suddenly changed and changed again, becoming a white fish.

The black fish and the white fish intertwined, forming an endless circulation of Taoism, which is truly beautiful. Unknowingly, a pattern of Tai Chi and two rituals appeared in the water, which made people feel excited when they saw it.

The old man frowned suddenly, and Xiao Qingyu appeared in his eyes, and then gradually began to change, quickly revealing an infinite scene.

“That’s it… I’m Xuanduzi… I’m a disciple of Xuanmen Daozu…”

On this day, the old man saw Xiao Qingyu unknowingly showing his magic rhyme in the water, and suddenly his heart suddenly became clear, he unknowingly operated that door-to-heart communication, and remembered the past…

He remembered the past in an instant, he was very energetic, his age gradually changed, and he seemed to be much younger soon.

But even so, the old man is not happy. Because, when he recalled his identity, he realized the disaster that this muddy world is facing.

The old man looked at Xiao Qingyu swimming in the river, his eyes slightly narrowed, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

In the twenty-seven years, he was confused, with memory loss, and naturally he was not quite sure about Xiao Qingyu’s state. But now that he had recovered his memory, he discovered that Xiao Qingyu was an unimaginable peerless figure he had never discovered before.

Back then, in the other shore, Xuanduzi and Wudang Mother had also paid attention to Xiao Qingyu. Although Xiao Qingyu at that time, although he was called a genius of heaven, he did not really catch the eyes of the two.

Because Xiao Qingyu therefore has an innate Taoist body and excellent aptitude, but what about? There are many qualified people in the earthly world. Xiao Qingyu was misled by the patriarch of Fang Xiandao and went astray. In the eyes of the Immaculate Mother, it was destined not to be the best candidate for “reduction and shortcoming”.

But now the old man suddenly realized that his previous self was simply blind.

Xiao Qingyu’s innate Dao body, unexpectedly combined pure yin and pure yang, and reached the innate Taiji Dao body! This is nothing.

The most rare thing is Xiao Qingyu’s innocence.

Xiao Qingyu seemed to be an isolated existence, but her whole body, every breath and every movement seemed to fit the most mysterious law in the world.

This is the most rare! Because she is close to Tao, and even seems to merge into one.

Once, the teacher of Xuanduzi once said six words: “Dao is Tao, very Tao.”

And Xiao Qingyu itself is the existence that fits these four words best! !

But Xiao Qingyu, why does he have such a talent?

“Could it be…”

Suddenly endless contemplation appeared in the old man’s eyes.

For thousands of years, she and Wudang Virgin have been looking for the chess piece of the so-called great supernatural power.

Because four thousand years ago, the grand layout of Amitabha and the moral gods would inevitably be desperate and set the chessboard.

But since Amitabha would be like this, wouldn’t it be the moral gods?

“Could it be that she is a hand of chess played by Master…No, Master shouldn’t calculate this way. But even if it is not, her existence must be a symbol of something…”