It took a while before Ji Boyi and Lin Chaoying came to their senses.

"I'm afraid even my father can't compare to that awesome kung fu."

After listening to Lin Chaoying's words, Ji Boyi was a little unbelievable. The little girl's father was also a famous figure in the world when he was young. Later, after giving birth to her daughter, he returned here and opened a martial arts gym. He was so famous.

Sheng, it is widely spread throughout Xianyang.

"Okay, Aying, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm leaving. Remember to learn more about female celebrities. Girls are like girls. Don't fight and kill all day long. After all, you always have to get married."

"Fool."

Lin Chaoying said angrily, and punched Ji Boyi's chest with his small fist, but without using any strength. Ji Boyi only felt as if a cat's claws were scratching his chest, numbness and warmth.

"Brother Zhongfu, I'll go with you."

At this time, Ji Boyi saw Lin Chaoying carrying a small baggage in his other hand, apparently planning to run away from home with him.

"Nonsense, after seeing this kid off, hurry back with me. Girls are like girls. What does it look like to run away from home?"

A kind voice sounded, and the two of them turned around and saw a middle-aged man in brown clothes standing not far away, with a serious look on his face.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"My nephew has met Uncle Lin."

For a long time, Lin Chaoying was probably closer to Ji Game than to him, so this middle-aged man always disliked Ji Game. However, his wife liked this young man very much. Lin Chaoying once had an older brother, but because of

He lost his wife due to a feud between Jianghu and Jianghu. Therefore, his wife regarded Ji Game as a son. The result of this was that Lin Yuantu's prestige was really not high in front of Ji Game.

"Dad, come and take a look at this."

The first time Lin Chaoying saw her father, she called him over to look at the bare willow trees.

"Which expert did this?"

In just an instant, Lin Yuantu's expression changed drastically. If he wanted to break the tree, he could do it. But it would knock off thousands of leaves without damaging a single twig, even if he practiced for another ten years.

It may not be possible.

"What a Taoist. I would like to meet him."

After listening to what the two said, Lin Yuantu made up his mind to go to the Taoist temple of Qingxu. For a master like him, only by facing off against powerful people can he make further progress.

Because Lin Yuantu was present, Lin Chaoying's family's plan had no choice but to go bankrupt, and he could only watch Ji Game go away.

No one knew that this journey would create a Quanzhen Taoist ancestor who would influence the future pattern of Taoism in the north and south.

Ji Boyi, who left home, didn't know that behind him, there was a Taoist priest with a shiny face, drinking and following him all the way.

"Old Taoist, I have a really hard life. I just want to be an apprentice. I actually became the role of a protector. Qingxu Niubi, you are so cruel."

After the crowning ceremony, Qingxu made up his mind to let Ji Boyi become his disciple for the last time. If he still didn't agree this time, he would seriously teach Zhou Botong and pass down his own Taoism.

When his cultivation has reached this stage, he already has a vague understanding of his longevity. He will probably enter reincarnation within the next two or three years.

And just when he made up his mind, Taoist Liu came to see him. All of this was God's will. Qingxu Taoist thought that Ji Boyi had no fate with him, but Taoist Liu.

"This guy has a good foundation in kung fu, and Niubi taught him well."

On the way, he saw Ji Boyi being so indignant that he drew his sword and killed the thieves who were oppressing the people, and nodded. However, he still had doubts in his heart. When Ji Boyi drew his sword, he moved freely, as if he was a giant. Just like a giant.

He is a master who has been using swords for decades, and there is no trace of roughness in him.

"Boy, although they are not good people, they still have families, and everything they do is just to survive. By killing them all, you may have destroyed several perfect families."

With the Taoist's flamboyant temperament, it was naturally impossible to hide it. After only a few days, he openly came out to train Ji Yiyi who was still in his dream.

"Kill people but want peace of mind. They should have this awareness the moment they pick up the knife."

Although it was his first time to kill someone, Ji Boyi was extremely calm, as if he were a demon. Several scenes vaguely appeared in his mind, with his sword raised and falling, and tens of thousands of people's heads falling to the ground.

After hearing this, Liu Daoren shook his head, didn't say anything more, and just continued walking with Ji Boyi.

Now that the north is under the rule of the Jin people, there are many inconveniences for the two of them to move around. Even with Liu Daoren's ability, he would not dare to fight against thousands of troops.

So, under Liu Daoren's guidance intentionally or unintentionally, Ji Game moved all the way to the south, where there was the last hope of the Central Plains.

In the first year, Ji Boyi held a long steel sword and set out from Xianyang, where his home was, carrying more than a dozen volumes of Confucian classics on his back, reading as he went and applying what he learned.

He also knew the Taoist's real name, Liu Haichan, who was the highest-ranking person in Taoism. According to his own words, he had served as prime minister. Later, under the guidance of the founder of Chunyang, he abandoned his official position and retired from Taoism. He was taught by Lu Chunyang to be quiet and inactive.

, nourishing one's nature and cultivating one's life, and using gold liquid to restore elixirs. Nowadays, in some places, they are worshiped as gods.

I don't know if it is true Ji Game, but it is undeniable that the Taoist's knowledge really impressed him. From the way of governing the country to the petty obsession with wealth and fortune-telling, there was almost nothing he didn't know.

During this year, Ji Boyi followed him while studying and traveling around the north, watching the rise and fall of people's lives under the rule of the Jin people.

I really understand a sentence: "When things prosper, the people suffer; when they die, the people suffer."

"Uncle Liu, how can we make the people of this world live a good life?"

After listening to Ji Boyi's words, Liu Haichan rarely changed the subject with a smile, but said solemnly: "If I knew, I would not become a monk and become a Taoist. All living beings are insurmountable, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. I can only be an old Taoist."

I’m pursuing my own freedom.”

These words touched Ji Boyi so much that he didn't speak for three whole days. Liu Haichan didn't bother him either, and sat with him in a deep mountain in the suburbs for three full days. Fortunately at this time

Ji Boyi's internal strength had reached a certain level, so he didn't starve to death before waking up.

"Boy, do you understand?"

After waking up, Ji Boyi nodded blankly when he heard Liu Haichan's question, and then shook his head hesitantly.

"Uncle Master, although I understand, I don't believe it is irreversible."

Liu Haichan sighed, gently fanning the banana fan in his hand, and did not refute Ji Game. He knew that he had to experience it himself and know the reality before he could see through the world of mortals and understand the truth like him.

"Keep walking, let's go to the south."

As these words fell, Ji Boyi, who seemed to have matured overnight, followed Liu Haichan across the Yangtze River and began to watch the last hope of the Song Dynasty.

The situation between the north and the south became increasingly tense, and the Jin people continued to mobilize their troops to attack Xiangyang City.

Along the way, Ji Boyi's martial arts progressed so fast that it was completely beyond Liu Haichan's expectation. It only takes three days to master any swordsmanship, fist and kick, and he can become proficient in it in half a month. In just one year, Liu Haichan mastered it.

Half of what was hidden in the toad's belly was empty. If it weren't for the time required to cultivate internal strength, Daoist Liu would have thought of jumping into the river.

He has the most profound golden elixir method in Taoism, and he only became the top master twenty years ago. Looking at Ji Boyi's understanding, I am afraid that there will be no one in the world who can compete with him before he is thirty.

Alright.

"Fortunately, this boy is only practicing the basic mental techniques taught by Qingxu Niubi. Otherwise, I don't know how to suppress his advancement in cultivation."

Ji Boyi's destiny is to be flat first and then high, stable at first and then immortal. If he shines in the world in the first half of his life, it will not be a good thing for his future development. So after arriving in the south, Liu Haichan stopped teaching martial arts and started teaching martial arts.

And briefly describe the Taoist canon.

Regarding this, Ji Game did not realize that he originally believed that martial arts was the inferior way, and that governing the country and bringing peace to the world was his pursuit in life.

Although Liu Haichan is a Taoist monk, there are only a handful of people in the world who are more advanced in knowledge than him. Whether it is the Four Books and Five Classics, Taoist classics, or Buddhist philosophy, as long as Ji Boyi brings it up, he can tell it.

So come.

Along the way, one taught and the other learned. Before they knew it, the cold winter passed and everything revived.

Outside Xiangyang City, there was a chubby Taoist, followed by a handsome scholar. The two of them walked steadily towards the city gate that opened in the morning. What surprised the soldiers guarding the gate most was a golden toad following the Taoist.

Jumping and jumping, shining brightly.

"Taoist Priest, we still have half an hour to leave the city gate. Please come back later."

Since the emperor of the dynasty believed in Taoism, Taoist priests had a high status, and it was rare for soldiers to give kind reminders.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, just wait at the door, just in time to absorb the first ray of purple energy at sunrise."

After the shiny-faced Taoist finished speaking, he put the banana fan in his hand under his buttocks, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to meditate in front of the city gate.

Ji Boyi glanced at Liu Haichan helplessly, then took out a piece of white cloth and sat down on it.

The behavior of the two people made all the soldiers on the city wall dumbfounded.

"Boss, do you want to drive them away?"

A stout man asked an old man in an angry voice. It seemed that he was the leader of the pair of soldiers.

"The Taoist is not someone we can offend. Don't charge too much later, you understand."

The old soldier reminded his subordinates that they didn't want them to offend the wrong people.

"Tou, isn't he just a Taoist? No matter how awesome he is, he might just be a fake wearing Taoist robes."

Another thin and pretty soldier curled his lips in disdain and looked at the outfits of the two at the gate of the city, estimating how much money they would have.

But as he looked at it, his eyes straightened up and his mouth opened wide, looking like he was overly frightened.

"God, god..."

After hearing his words, the pair of soldiers looked down and saw that under the rising sun, they were surrounded by streaks of purple glow, setting off their smooth and jade-like skin, as if they were immortals descending to earth.
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