Uncle Jiu Praised Me for My Immortality

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Not to mention, the Living Buddha really wanted to ask Xu Qingyang for something. However, it will be about twenty years later. He has very little time left before he can be reincarnated. In three years at most, his physical body will completely wither. He knew that a catastrophe was coming due to the previous changes in the sky, but after calculating for a long time, he could not figure out what it would be. The only thing he knew was that this catastrophe would come before he died, and would affect the entire spiritual world. In this case, the living Buddha repeated deductions to get more information. What made him feel mixed was that he magically calculated that in about twenty years, the shrine would be destroyed. In other words, Tantra will not be destroyed in the recent catastrophe, but may be destroyed in twenty years. The key point is that the magnitude of the disaster twenty years later is completely incomparable to the recent one. This discovery made the Living Buddha quite dumbfounded. He continued to calculate, but was surprised to find that there were huge variables in the coming catastrophe. And this variable came from a strange man who penetrated Yin and Yang and was born from death. Based on this clue, he worked hard to deduce, until Xu Qingyang tracked Shi Feiyue through Tibet for a few days, he finally figured out on a whim that the strange man would stop in Tibet soon. Therefore, Xu Qingyang was invited. The Living Buddha observed Xu Qingyang last night. Because Xu Qingyang has not yet entered the golden elixir realm and is truly qualified to compete with heaven. So, he saw something. It didn't take much, but it matched the phrase "penetrating Yin and Yang, born from death", which was enough for the living Buddha to think of asking this strange man to take care of the sect twenty years later. Xu Qingyang was completely unaware of these matters. He only saw the Living Buddha stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to persuade. "Taoist Master Xu, with my method you can save people's lives..." "No, no, no, thank you to the Living Buddha for your kindness, I really don't need it!" How could Xu Qingyang listen to the Living Buddha's deception and firmly refused. He had no shortage of skills at all. Apart from being surprised by the new method, he had no idea at all. Just now, he was induced by the living Buddha's words and thought too much. Now when he reacted, he discovered many disadvantages. The biggest problem is the purity of mana. This method requires using magic power to transform supernatural powers. In other words, the prerequisite for the existence of supernatural powers is that one needs to develop mana. In this case, mana and abilities will either coexist or change their attributes. No one knows where it will go in the end. Anyway, if the magic power is not pure, it is absolutely impossible to ascend the road to immortality. If you don't practice good Taoist magic, you can practice this power, unless your brain is flooded. Of course, just like what the living Buddha just said, Xu Qingyang can choose not to practice and give it away to sell favors. For low-level monks who have no hope of immortality, this method is simply a magical skill that can improve their combat power and protect themselves and their lives. However, if you want to help people save their lives, there is absolutely no need to provide magic methods. Xu Qingyang can cut paper, and each hand has a paper man. Why not do it better than this? The only useful thing may be to send it back to Maoshan to receive the award. After all, this method is a secret skill that cannot be underestimated in any sect. Seeing that Xu Qingyang resolutely refused to accept it, the Living Buddha swallowed the rest of his words and smiled helplessly. In fact, he sent this method to explain its pros and cons and let Xu Qingyang use it at his discretion. After all, it is a method that can enhance combat power. If the disciples at the bottom of the sect practice it, they will definitely have more hope of survival in the coming catastrophe. Tantric Buddhism Huang teaches the way of obeying the heavens. The living Buddha saw that this road was blocked and there was nothing else that could impress a famous disciple like Xu Qingyang, so he had to give up. Next, the two chatted for a few more words, but nothing else happened. Xu Qingyang said goodbye and left, rushing directly to the Pure Land of Brahma. At the exit of the Pure Land barrier, as soon as Xu Qingyang fell from the sky, the figure of the Pure Land Ambassador appeared. "The Jiang clan left five days ago. Mr. Xu, you can go directly to the Jiang family to get the sword." After he finished speaking in a low voice, he blocked the exit of the barrier with his body. Judging from the situation, he had no intention of inviting Xu Qingyang in. "Okay, thank you Ambassador for conveying the message!" Xu Qingyang didn't take it seriously, thanked him, and turned towards Leigongping. Below, the Pure Land Ambassador looked at the direction in which the golden eagle disappeared. He couldn't help but shake his head and let out a sigh. Most of a day later, Xu Qingyang arrived above the Jiang clan. After a cursory glance below, something clicked in his heart. Outside the Jiang family compound, some white (mourning) flags were vaguely hanging. A sad atmosphere enveloped the Jiang family. This is, someone died? Xu Qingyang had a bad thought in his heart. Could it be... There was no use thinking about it, he landed in front of Jiang's house and put away the golden eagle. The surroundings were quiet. There was obviously no one in the Jiang family, but there were faint sounds of crying coming from the direction of the ancestral hall. Xu Qingyang had lived in the Jiang clan for a night or two and was familiar with the layout of the houses here, so he moved towards the ancestral hall. Not long after, he arrived in front of Jiang's ancestral hall. It was nightfall, and there was no one in front of the ancestral hall. Only a few female relatives were sobbing softly in front of the brazier. When Xu Qingyang walked over, a girl raised her head and said to him: "Boweng's spiritual tablet has been placed in the ancestral hall, and Brother Jun is waiting for you inside!" The Jun brother she was talking about was Jiang Jun, the fat man, and Bo Weng was the head of the Jiang family. Sure enough! Xu Qingyang's heart sank when his guess was confirmed. Legend has it that when a swordsmith wants to create a peerless divine sword, he will choose to forge the sword with his own body, use his flesh and blood to strike the sword, and use his soul to shape the spirituality of the divine weapon. The head of the Jiang family also made such a choice. As a result, both body and soul will naturally disappear. At the door of the ancestral hall, Xu Qingyang took a deep breath before stepping in with a heavy heart. Jiang Jun was the only one in the ancestral hall, kneeling with his head down under the rows of shrines. On the altar table between him and the god, there was a long black iron box. Xu Qingyang's footsteps were very soft, but Jiang Jun clearly heard it: "My father said that being a human being is like forging a sword. Only after it is tempered into steel can you be reborn in Nirvana. I didn't believe it before, but now, I believe it!" His voice was light and without sadness, as if he was simply recalling daily past events. However, Xu Qingyang could feel the suppressed emotion. When he walked over, he discovered that Jiang Jun was holding a spiritual tablet in his arms, which belonged to the head of the Jiang family. There was no sadness on his face, only a faint sadness in his eyes. Jiang Jun gently touched the words on the spirit tablet and suddenly raised his head: "Fellow Daoist Xu, do you believe it?" "I believe it!" Xu Qingyang nodded with a firm tone. Jiang Jun opened his mouth and laughed happily, but two lines of tears fell from his eyes. "Yes, only by being refined into steel can you reach nirvana!" Jiang Jun stood up gently and patted his clothes: "Look at me, my dad said he likes the way I look now!" After passing the Shenbingya group, Jiang Jun's big belly almost completely disappeared, and tendon meat was also made on his body. When he stood up, he felt a bit majestic. "Very handsome!" Looking at the other person's chiseled face, Xu Qingyang praised him heartily. "Well, my dad said the same thing!" Jiang Jun smiled happily again, holding the token in both hands, and solemnly placed him in the center of the bottom row of statues. "My dad said, if you don't put Daoyou Xu's token in until he arrives in a day, you also know his bad temper. He's better now... Well, he's pretty good-looking!" Tears welled up in Jiang Jun's eyes again. He reluctantly looked away from the spiritual tablet, wiped away his tears, and picked up the long iron box on the table.

Books without love stories are failures. Even Ren Tingting looks down on her. Is the protagonist planning to remain single forever?

That person named Bobo must be mentally ill. I'll get angry when I see her.

It was fine in the front, but in the back I couldn't catch up with what was going on in the front, and I was a little too focused on that half-demon.

There is something missing between Chapter 45 and Chapter 46.

Why not update it? Did the author stop writing?

Before and after it goes on the shelves, the level and style are completely different! I'm afraid that it's not poisonous enough and I'll dig my own grave. Come on, I'll write another Jiu Shuwen to waste.

I really like this type of novel, it's very nice.

I just started watching you and you are already a eunuch. Damn it.