Text Chapter 14 The Dharma Cannot Be Spread Lightly

Now it was much easier than walking. Miao Yi, who had been walking in the mountains all night, sat down on the bamboo raft and breathed a sigh of relief. He found that walking on the river by boat was really unique.

The bamboo poles are sprinkled with water and put away. Only when the bamboo raft deviates from the direction, the scholar will prop up a pole to adjust the direction. However, this bamboo raft seems to be going smoothly, rarely deviating from the direction, and the journey is easy.

Miao Yi was indeed a little tired. He was enjoying the mountain scenery on both sides and was too lazy to move.

The scholar, standing in front of the wind with a bamboo pole in hand, asked without looking back: "Have you ever picked those two fairy grasses, little brother?"

Miao Yi said 'hmm', "I picked it up."

The scholar asked: "Since there are immortal grasses, why don't you go knock on the immortal gate and wander around here instead?"

"It's hard to explain." Miao Yi didn't want to mention the matter anymore, so he changed the topic and asked a little strangely: "I have always been unable to figure out one thing. Those two fairy grasses are clearly right in front of you. Why don't you pick them? Are you really not moved at all?"

The scholar chuckled and said: "I once served a great immortal. I am used to seeing all kinds of things in the immortal family. I have long been tired of it and have no interest in becoming an immortal."

Miao Yi said in astonishment: "Have you ever been an attendant of an immortal?"

The scholar asked, "You don't believe it?"

"No." Miao Yi shook his head, feeling that there was no need for people to lie to him about such things, and he did explain why this guy was not interested in fairy grass. He didn't believe him when he said he was afraid of staining his clothes.

Looking at the scholar in front of me again, I found that no wonder I always felt that this guy's temperament was unusual. He had been around immortals and was tainted with immortal energy.

But he was still a little confused: "Since you are not interested, why do you want to run into the world of mortals and take risks?"

The scholar Yingfeng replied: "Life only lasts a hundred years. It is a fluke to meet an opportunity that only comes once in a thousand years. Now that I have caught it, wouldn't it be a pity not to go in and have a look?"

Miao Yi was speechless. Looking at his state of life, no wonder he could ride a boat alone in the mountains and rivers like a wandering cloud and wild crane.

But Miao Yi always felt that it was a bit weird to run into that desperate place just to see it, so he couldn't help but ask: "You don't like the fairy grass... You don't want to look for the magic weapon left behind by the battle between immortals and demons? "

"A war between immortals and demons?" The scholar asked curiously: "What war between immortals and demons?"

Miao Yi said in astonishment: "You won't tell me that you don't know that the 'Ten Thousand Zhangs of Red Dust' is the result of the war between immortals and demons, right? One hundred thousand years ago, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers would come from the depths of the starry sky to hunt down a big demon. However, the big devil was too powerful, so he sent hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals to kill him together with the big devil. "

The scholar's white hair hanging down from his temples was fluttering in the wind. He still turned his back and said softly, "Oh," and said: "I've heard of it, but it happened a hundred thousand years ago. How many people have seen it? Maybe the opposite is true. , Maybe a hundred thousand demons are chasing one good person, and it’s not necessarily that that person will kill all the hundreds of thousands of demons in the world of mortals. "

Miao Yi chuckled and said: "Anyway, the legend has always been like this, everyone has always said so."

The scholar replied: "People in the world are ignorant and talk a lot of lies. How can we be credulous when they spread lies? Little brother, if one day someone says that I am a big devil, will you believe it?"

Miao Yi smiled and said: "Of course I don't believe it. You are a person who has nothing to do with the world and is not even interested in becoming an immortal. How could you become a big devil? But... you really don't want to become an immortal? If you become an immortal, you can travel around the mountains and rivers. Wouldn’t it be more convenient?”

"No!" The scholar shook his head and said, "If I want to become an immortal, there is no need to take risks in the world of mortals. The great immortal I serve once taught me an immortal method. As long as I want to become an immortal, I can practice it at any time."

Miao Yi couldn't laugh anymore. After his expression was stiff for a while, he asked weakly: "Do you have the magic that the immortal passed down to you?"

The scholar said disapprovingly: "Are you interested? If you want it, I'll just give it to you."

Miao Yi immediately jumped up and said with great surprise: "Really?"

The scholar looked back and said with a smile, "Really."

Miao Yi was so excited that he didn't know what to say. If this was such a good thing, when he became an immortal, he might be able to continue to take care of his second and third children.

After rubbing his hands in excitement, Miao Yi said coyly: "I haven't seen what the immortal's magic is like. Can you show it to me?"

He was afraid that the other party was joking and wanted to confirm.

The scholar shook his head and said: "I didn't bring that immortal magic with me. The great immortal I served was in an overseas fairy mountain. After the great immortal emerged, I was not interested in the immortal magic left to me, so I stayed in the cave where the great immortal practiced. I haven’t brought it out yet. If you want it, I’ll take you to get it.”

Miao Yi was stunned and said suspiciously: "That great immortal is dead? Aren't immortals immortal?"

The scholar smiled and said: "Immortality? People in the world are just spreading rumors. Not every immortal can live forever. It's just that the higher the cultivation level, the longer they will live."

"So that's it..."

The two of them walked quickly along the current, chatting non-stop along the way. The scholar was always calm and relaxed, while Miao Yi had many questions.

After chatting, Miao Yi found that he had indeed stayed with the immortal and knew a lot about the immortal. Miao Yi was very excited and found that the pie in the sky thing had happened to him, and that was it. This guy is not interested in becoming an immortal, so he agreed to give the immortal magic to himself. How could anyone else have such a good thing...

From sunrise to sunset, Miao Yi's excitement faded and fatigue set in, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Since the adventure in the world, I have never had a good rest. Last night, I climbed the mountain all night. I finally fell asleep when the sun set.

The bamboo pole was inserted into the bow, and the bamboo raft moved downstream automatically without adjustment.

"The law cannot be passed on lightly. If you are a heartless and ungrateful person, how can you get my supreme law? I would rather wait another 100,000 years! If you are a heartless and ungrateful person, how can I believe that you can kill the nine heavens one day, point to the stars, and give me justice!" The scholar who was looking up at the stars with his hands behind his back slowly turned around, looked down at Miao Yi who was snoring, and said calmly: "Very good! You are not a person who forgets his feelings and righteousness when he sees profit. I hope you won't let me down!"

In fact, he has been observing Miao Yi since he destroyed three immortal herbs and left only two for Miao Yi.

The situation that Miao Yi gave up two chances without hesitation and gave them to his younger brother and sister, the scholar actually saw everything.

If Miao Yi had not gone through this test, then the scholar would not have appeared on the riverside on a bamboo raft and met Miao Yi again, and Miao Yi would never see him again in this life.

"It's a pity that his aptitude is too poor, not suitable for cultivation, and he needs to be reborn!"

The scholar whispered, stretched out a palm and spread it, the dark green bead on Miao Yi's neck flashed a weak light, and a one-foot-tall 'Xinghua' fairy grass shot out from it, landed on the scholar's palm and floated.

The stars are attached and floating on the nine branches and nine leaves.

Unlike the two plants Miao Yi picked before, not only is the plant twice as large, but each of the nine branches also hangs a ruby-like fruit, and the nine crystal clear red fruits have a faint fragrance.