The emperor invites me to become an immortal in the beginning of Zhetian Chapter 683: Moral Heaven
After the night of heavy rain, by the Jishui River, the young and strong men in the village gathered, wanting to escape from the big river Salvage some rare items.
However, at this moment, at the edge of the rolling Jishui River, there were screams and shouts one after another.
The crowd surged, and the place by the river was completely surrounded.
The news that young Ji Xukong had salvaged a "corpse" quickly spread throughout the small fishing village.
In fact, similar things have not happened before.
After heavy rains and flash floods, there will inevitably be some dead beasts drifting in Jishui, and villagers sometimes see some victims.
Natural disasters are ruthless, but manpower is eventually exhausted. It is not unexpected that such a thing happens.
The people here have always been simple and honest. Generally, when something like this happens, the villagers will not covet the property of the deceased. They will only fish up the body and simply dig a pit and bury it.
Occasionally when encountering some unlucky situation, everyone will invite the most virtuous and respectable person in the village to offer sacrifices and then throw the things back into the river, pretending that they have not been fished out.
This has been the case for more than a hundred years.
Fortunately, the fishing village did not encounter any strange disasters after all, and it was quite peaceful and peaceful.
Therefore, when the villagers who stayed in the village to clean up the mess heard about this, they were not too panicked. They even warned the children not to see any "water ghosts".
But the situation this time seems to be different from before.
On the bank of Jishui River, in the center of the crowd, everyone's eyes were extremely solemn. Looking at the "corpse" in front of them, they were even more embarrassed and did not dare to show any signs of it.
As for the person involved, Ji Xukong, although his face was pale, there was a faint expression of excitement in his eyes.
"Tell me, is this old man really dead?"
It took a long time for a young man who was not afraid of tigers to ask, without any taboos.
If it was normal, he would have been scolded by the uncles in the neighborhood.
They were fished out of the river and soaked for most of the night. They were all swollen, but they were still alive.
But this time, even the most well-informed person in the village, who had traveled extensively, , also couldn't make up his mind, hesitating and not daring to speak out.
I saw that the old man who was salvaged by Ji Xukong had white beard and hair, a ruddy complexion, and a calm expression. He was wearing a Taoist robe that did not look gorgeous, but was more natural and simple.
Not only that, the old man also had a faint brilliance on his body. Although it was not obvious in broad daylight, it also made the onlookers feel dazzled.
At the same time, the old man’s clothes were all dry, and he didn’t look like he had just been fished out of the water.
What I saw in front of me was that the "old god" who looked like an immortal was clearly like an immortal. How could he be the unlucky "water ghost"
The young man Ji Vukong looked around. See the publicMost of the people had doubtful expressions on their faces, and no one spoke, so he suddenly stepped forward.
"Boy" "Xukong"
Under the genuine concern of the neighbor's uncle, Xiao Xukong smiled brightly, and then cautiously approached the old man, sensing his breath and heartbeat. , he soon breathed a sigh of relief and immediately raised his head
"He is still alive"
"Xu Xukong, come back soon"
Not far away, everyone's faces Not only did his expression not relax at all, but he became even more anxious and kept shouting.
Ji Vukong followed everyone's gaze and noticed that at some point, a faint purple mist was steaming out from where the old man was lying.
The villagers were afraid of avoiding the mist, but Ji Xukong, who was in it, felt comfortable all over and his exhaustion was gone.
However, in order not to worry his parents, relatives and friends, he reluctantly left the old man and returned to the villagers.
As time went by, the purple air not only did not dissipate, but became more intense and surging, reflecting the nine-color divine cloud, making this place look like a fairyland on earth.
At the same time, there was a faintly refreshing fragrance that filled the air, making everyone present feel like they had been reborn.
While everyone was in ecstasy, a slightly noisy voice came from the periphery of the crowd.
Not long after, an old man with white hair, but relatively energetic appeared, and slowly approached surrounded by villagers.
Seeing this old man, the villagers seemed to have a backbone and came forward to greet him.
Xiao Xukong even took the initiative to run over, carefully helped the other person approach the Jishui River, and walked to the old Taoist man fished out of the water.
Seeing the solemn expression of the old man beside him, looking at the old Taoist carefully without blinking, Ji Xukong couldn't help but ask
"Grandpa Zu, tell me, he Are you a god?"
After his words fell, the place fell silent for an instant, and everyone present changed their expressions. Immediately, they all looked at the old man expectantly.
In fact, the boy’s question is also a common doubt in the hearts of the villagers.
Hearing this, the gray-haired old man’s eyes shone brightly, and he did not answer directly, but said sincerely
“This man is countless times scarier than monsters and monsters. "
Really a god
In an instant, Ji Xukong was so elated that his soul almost flew out of the sky.
Just when he was thinking about how he would greet the old god when he woke up, Grandpa Zu ordered everyone to throw the old god back into the Jishui River.
"Grandpa Zu"
Ji Xukong's eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
Among the villagers present, some had the same expression as Xiao Xukong, while others nodded with relief on their faces.
Hearing this, the craneOld Man Fa touched Ji Xukong's head and said sincerely
"He and we are not from the same world after all. If we leave him behind, it is very likely to bring disaster to our village. Xukong Do you understand?”
Of course, Xiao Xukong didn’t fully understand what Grandpa Grandpa said, but he intuitively understood that Grandpa Grandpa must be doing it for everyone’s benefit, so he stopped making noise and just said with reluctance. Look at the old immortal not far away.
Seeing this, Grandpa Zu also comforted
"Don't worry, the things in the river will definitely not hurt that man."
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And just when several young men stepped forward to lift the old god up, the latter suddenly opened his eyes.
The two golden dragon-like eyes were blazing, as if they had sunk into the depths of the sky, making the bright sun seem to dim in an instant. Only the fairy light was eternal in the world.
Even so, the old god's body did not have any fluctuations in divine energy. The people watching only had expressions of wonder on their faces and were not affected.
After a long time, the immortal light gradually died down, and the old immortal "came alive" in the surprised eyes of everyone, stood up, and started walking around like a normal person.
After this day, there was such an old god in the small village by the Jishui River.
He eats the wind, drinks the dew, and meditates.
Although he was not seen eating anything, he was walking so fast that even the young men in the village could not match him.
In the early morning, old Taoists will stand quietly by the Jishui River and look at the sunrise in the east.
Every time he turned around and left, there were still fish gathering on the Jishui River, unwilling to disperse.
If you go online at this time, you can often come home with a full load.
Not only that, since the old Taoist stayed here, the village has been filled with happy events and has become peaceful and peaceful.
Therefore, everyone in the village respects him even more.
"I have met the Taoist priest."
People in the village, regardless of men, women, old or young, are extremely respectful to him, and they all take the initiative to say hello whenever they meet him.
The old Taoist did not rely on his status and nodded his head one by one.
It’s just that the person never spoke.
After meeting the old god, the uncles and aunts in the village looked at the "followers" behind the old god with smiles on their faces and joked
"Little Void, why are you getting better and better every day?" I don’t catch fish anymore, and I’m not ashamed to follow the Taoist leader all day long.”
Every time he was teased like this by the villagers, Xiao Xukong would just give him a simple smile in return.
In fact, since the old immortal moved into the village, countless people have followed him, and many of them even knelt and kowtowed to worship him as their teacher.
However, the old god never paid attention to these behaviors.
As time passed, everyone’s minds naturally became dull and they just let nature take its course. Only one Ji Xukong persevered, still persisted, and followed the old god closely.
Fortunately, thisIn recent days, fishing has been extremely convenient in the village, and the harvest is often quite bountiful. There is no shortage of labor force like him who has not yet grown up.
After chatting with the enthusiastic uncle and aunt for a while, Ji Xukong immediately raised his eyes and looked at the slightly ethereal figure of the immortal spirit in front of him, and couldn't help but feel confused.
This day is already the fiftieth day that he has followed the old god.
After these many days of indifference, Kong Kong’s heart for the Tao has not only not been wiped out, but has become more determined, and he even feels like he has been reborn.
He wants to practice and ask questions
Such a firm idea has never emerged in Ji Xukong's heart.
He knew from the bottom of his heart that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Thinking like this, Ji Xukong didn't hesitate at all, and immediately started running, catching up with the old god in front of him again.
The latter spent most of the day sitting cross-legged on a hill not far from the village, with his eyes slightly closed, practicing enlightenment.
But today, it is different.
Just when Ji Xukong was sitting cross-legged far behind the old immortal, preparing to imitate him as usual, he suddenly noticed that the old immortal did not close his eyes to practice. Instead, she looked straight at him.
While Ji Xukong was overjoyed, he heard the old god’s calm and indifferent words in his ears
“What is your name?”
However, still Before the overjoyed Ji Vukong had time to speak, the old god had already said to himself
"Well, Ji Vukong is a good name."
Hearing this, the eyes in front of him The young man couldn't help but be stunned, and then whispered doubtfully
"Taoist Master, I haven't answered yet, but I still want to say that you have heard about it from everyone."
Thinking of this possibility , Little Void couldn't help but feel complacent.
Unexpectedly, in response to this, the old god smiled slightly and asked
"Did you really not answer just now?"
Hearing this, Xiao Xukong Without thinking, he firmly said "Of course"
Seeing this, the old immortal seemed to want to break the casserole and ask the truth, and continued to ask
"Are you sure?"
The old immortal There was no ups and downs in his tone, and he still looked calm and relaxed.
But this time, Ji Xukong felt uncertain.
Did he answer or did he say that he was so happy that he answered too quickly and really forgot?
The nature of a young man naturally has no taboos, so he calmly said Speak out your own feelings one by one.
In this regard, the old god finally showed a smile on his face, and couldn’t help but smile
“Yes or no, it doesn’t matter”
” The existence and non-existence of the void is the foundation of the great road. It is indeed a good name." Listening to the old immortal's emotion, Ji Vukong seemed to understand, but he also heard that the old immortal seemed to be very satisfied with himself. , so he plucked up the courage to speakAsked
"How should I call you, Taoist Priest?"
After the words fell, I felt the silence of the world. The breeze is gentle, everything is growing, and everything in front of you is so natural and simple, almost letting the clear little void of Tao Heart fall into it.
After a long time, it seemed that some plain words were heard in his ears
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