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- Chapter 3675 It's all about practice
For the next few days, Xiang Que stayed in the Taishan Temple in Dongyue. He wanted to come, but the old Hantou disagreed and insisted on him staying here, and Xiang Que couldn't force it. Must go.
He was afraid that the other party would label him as rebellious and disobedient to the master, and the result would be serious.
This is actually quite disturbing, because there is no way to resist, so you have to accept it, which is really uncomfortable.
Xiang Que thought, anyway, if there is nothing left and right, it would be better to just stay like this. If it doesn't work, then it's okay to practice by yourself, and you can also study those unsolved avenues, or just poke the Nine Heavens Gossip Disk, and wait until you see Nine-tailed Demon Fox and Sun Dasheng will basically be able to repair it if they ask for two drops of blood essence from them in the future.
?But it was quite irritating, the old Han always ordered him to do this and that, whether it was chopping firewood and cooking fire, or he was going to shit by himself, and then asked Xiang Que to take over the shift.
Who knows, can someone poop for hours at a time?
Later, Xiang Que discovered that the old Han Tou went to sleep in the back, and the one who snored loudly was called a comfortable one.
How angry, although the opponent doesn't seem to have any cultivation base, he still can't beat Old Hantou.
If you hit him, you will be disrespecting your teacher. This kind of disobedience may be struck by lightning.
Xiang Que was helpless, so he had to obey the other party's wishes, and stayed in Dongyue Taishan Temple for a living, and as time passed, after staying for at least ten and a half months, he would settle down as soon as he came, and even sometimes He spent most of the day answering the villagers' questions.
Xiang Que is good at this aspect. In his previous life, he used to do such things as geomantic acupuncture and acupoints, but now he is just going back to his old business.
Moreover, it is even easier at this time, and it is completely effortless.
After all, he is a god, and when he sees a doctor for mortals, he can basically know the general idea at a glance.
Gradually, Xiang Que's reputation also spread, because his craftsmanship seemed to be much more authentic than that of the old Hantou, and he was very fast and efficient.
Just when Xiang Que was getting used to this kind of back-to-basics life, the old man Han suddenly told him one day that he was leaving and let Xiang Que continue to take over his mantle here.
Xiang Que hurriedly said to him with a pale face: "No, what's the matter? How could you leave me here after you left? I still have things to do. Isn't it a bit too much for you to catch the strong man?" Already."
"You can go too."
"What about the villagers who are seeing a doctor after I leave?"
"Don't worry about it!"
"How cruel"
Old Han Tou spoke earnestly, and seemed to be very compassionate and said: "If you want to be reluctant, then stay here, anyway, I have to go, but I think you should not be able to bear it, you can't let go With this hand, you can't do something so inhuman."
Xiang Que suddenly discovered that he was already used to this kind of life, and under his subtle influence, he couldn't bear to leave.
Xiang Que asked helplessly: "Where are you going and when will you be back?"
Old Hantou said as a matter of course: "I'm going to cultivate immortality, I won't come back, I've become a god, what should I do when I come back?"
Xiang Que: ""
Xiang Que can't do it anymore. You have been a mortal here for hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years. Why do you still think of going to cultivate immortals at this time? I'm afraid you have forgotten what you were originally doing. Be a human being and get used to it.
"After all, I was once one of the twelve immortal emperors in the fairy world, and sooner or later I will set foot on the fairy road!" Old Han said with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, at this moment, Xiang Que could helplessly find that the figure of Old Han Tou was blurred, he flew up into the sky, and came into the clouds, and the sky suddenly appeared colorful clouds, and then the billowing thunder swept over .
The old Hantou is crossing the catastrophe!
Great Saint!
Xiang Que held his breath and quietly watched the scene of the other party crossing the catastrophe. At this moment, he vaguely realized something in his heart.
In Dongyue Great Emperor Temple, in fact, the old man has been practicing.
Answering questions and solving problems for others is also a kind of practice. The world is unified, no matter how you practice, it is the same principle, that is, you can break the secret.
He is comprehending the life and death of mortals. In the past, he completely forgot his identity as an emperor, and rebuilding his avatar means starting from scratch.
?Ordinary people have birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy and all kinds of trivial life, but immortals don't have it.It is also a kind of lack, and these are also the laws of heaven. Without this kind of experience and perception, practice may not be complete.
Xiang Que remembered that before he ascended into the fairy world, he and Huang had lived a mortal life a long time ago. Later, when he walked out of that illusion, his state of mind changed drastically.
The former trio of masters and apprentices in Liangshan, from Fengshui Yinyang world to Dongtian blessed land, did not even cross the tribulation, they crossed the boundary in one step and attained the Tao.
No wonder Qiao Yuee asked him to come to Mount Tai Cave.
From a sage to a great sage, Xiang Que has never found a chance to break through and be promoted, and he doesn't even know how to become a great sage.
Maybe this is also an opportunity?
In the sky at this moment, Old Han Tou smelled like a fairy all over his body. His cultivation base was fixed in the realm of the Great Sage, and he could no longer see the smell of a mortal body with the naked eye.
Lao Han lowered his head and said lightly: "There are tens of thousands of roads to practice, and any road can lead to the sky. You don't have to stick to improving your cultivation and then break through. If one road doesn't work, then change it." One is ready."
Xiang Que took a deep breath, saluted, and said, "The disciple has been taught!"
He has really been taught, and he also understands the thoughts of Emperor Dongyue. This time, Dongyue didn't leave him anything, but just told him a truth.
A reason that can change Xiang Que's face may save him thousands of years of hard work.
Old Han nodded. Xiang Que's qualifications and opportunities were always good. Since he said he was taught, it meant that he must have understood what he meant, so he didn't say anything.
With his talent, as long as he can understand, the rest is nothing to worry about.
Old Han headed away, and flew into the distance with his hands behind his back, leaving Xiang Que alone in the Dongyue Great Emperor Temple.
At this time, Xiang Que's heart has completely calmed down. Since it's all about cultivation, then let it all go. He's not Xiang Laohei, the biggest shit-stirring stick in the fairy world, who seeks medical treatment from people in this Dongyue Temple A little gentleman who asked questions.
Perhaps, in a few years, he will become an old gentleman.
It is obvious that in the end he will definitely overcome the catastrophe and become Xiang Dasheng.
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