"Ahem!!!!"

On Taohua Mountain, wearing a thick and shabby Taoist robe, a young Taoist priest with a sick face was sitting in the snow and coughing loudly.

The young Taoist priest coughed one after another, as if he was about to cough out the lungs in his chest.

After finally having a cough, I just stopped, but there was a hint of redness in the snow.

Looking at the bright red on the snow and the hot blood gradually cold on his palms, the young Taoist looked at him for a long time as if his heart was dead.

"Master, it seems that Changsheng is going to let your old man down."

At least one-third of the young Taoist legs sank into the snow. He looked up at the sky, his expression as if he was trapped in memories.

"The one who regulates breathing means adjusting the breathing of the heart and the qi of the heart in this cavity to make it calm and eventually turn into the light of the void and quiet and pure..."

Yu Changsheng seemed to see the scene where his master taught him to regulate his breathing when he was a young man.

The picture is like before my eyes, but it is like a flower in a dream.

Yu Changsheng is an abandoned child who has suffered from tuberculosis since childhood, and his master is just a Taoist priest of You Fang.

But since he picked him up, his master settled down on the hillside of Taohua Mountain, and a thatched temple was everything.

In order to cure Yu Changsheng's disease, his master tried every possible way. He tried almost all the herbs and folk remedies he should use, but the effect was not great.

Until the old Taoist priest passed away, what he thought about was Yu Changsheng's illness.

Yu Changsheng is called Changsheng, and what he contains is his master's best wishes to him.

In this era of life as low as grass, Changsheng is a very common and popular name.

Thinking of the master and the regrets he had passed away, Yu Changsheng didn't want to give up, nor did he want to give up.

This is not only for the master, but also for yourself. No one wants to die, especially at this age of great youth.

Standing cross-legged in the snow, without fear of the cold, Yu Changsheng began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

But in this cold weather, the inhaled cold air not only did not relieve Yu Changsheng, but instead made him cough violently again.

How could Yu Changsheng not know that in such weather, he could not meditate outside to regulate his breathing, but he had reached a desperate situation.

The mountain has been blocked for more than a decade with heavy snow, and the small amount of food stored in the Taoist temple has already reached the bottom.

For this reason, Yu Changsheng had to take a rusty short knife that was not very consistent with the identity of a Taoist priest and looked for possible small animals such as hares.

In such bad weather, Yu Changsheng's condition was already serious, and he also knew that he might not be back as soon as he debuted in Taoism.

But reality is cruel. In the Taoist temple, you are waiting for death, and there is still a glimmer of hope when you come out.

For this reason, he had to embark on such a snowy road that was destined to have a great crisis.

There is no miracle in reality. Obviously, with his current state, it is impossible to catch wild animals, and it is even more impossible to survive this cold winter.

Accompanied by violent coughing, Yu Changsheng's blood blew a large area of ​​the ground red.

His breathing was uneven and his chest was pierced like a blunt knife. Yu Chang felt a strong sense of dizziness. During his breath, he lay sideways in the snow.

The cough continues, and death is close to you.

Yu Changsheng was very unwilling to accept his fate, but now he can't do anything.

While coughing, some tears fell on Yu Changsheng's cheeks.

"I'm so unwilling to accept it. I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Looking at the clouds on the top of the mountain and the bare peach trees on the top of the mountain, Yu Changsheng was almost hysterical in his heart.

At this moment, time seems to have slowed down.

There was almost no sound in Yu Changsheng's ears, and his pupils were scattered, and Yu Changsheng seemed to see his master again.

However, at this moment, Yu Changsheng saw it in the direction where he fell sideways.

Just on the top of the mountain, a peach tree that should have been bare was covered with green leaves.

And this is nothing, but what's even more strange is that the top of this peach tree was falling bag after bag, and he didn't know what it was.

"Am I really going to die? You're going to see such a strange hallucination scene?"

Yu Changsheng's pupils, which should have been dissipated, gathered again.

As if he was looking back, Yu Changsheng stood up again with difficulty.

Even if it was an illusion, he was curious about what appeared in this illusion.

In this way, Yu Changsheng walked forward with a staggering pace of only 300 meters, for more than ten minutes.

During this process, Yu Changsheng even fell several times, but he got up again and again.

Finally, less than a hundred meters away from the abnormally green leaves peach tree, Yu Changsheng, who had already been completely hazy in his mind, suddenly heard a divine sound that seemed to be a chanting of an immortal in his mind.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and peach Blossom Fairy in Taohuawu; peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms and sold wine for money."

"I just sit in front of the flowers when I wake up, but I still come to sleep under the flowers when I get drunk; I am half awake and half drunk day after day, and the flowers bloom and fall year after year."

"Little Taoist, do you think this poem is good?"

Like a dream awakening, the divine sound surrounds my mind, Yu Changsheng's eyes widened, as if all the diseases were away from his body in an instant.

"Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohuawu? Peach Blossom Fairy?"

Yu Changsheng looked at the peach tree in disbelief and kept looking around excitedly as if he was looking for something.

Immortal! I met an immortal! Yes, it must be like this!

In this ignorant era, most people still believe in the sayings of gods, ghosts, immortals and gods. Although they have not seen it, they are in awe.

Not to mention, Yu Changsheng, as a Taoist priest.

"Who is talking to me? Immortal? Is the Taohua Immortal?"

Yu Changsheng was excited and excited. While constantly looking at the peach blossom tree, he immediately said loudly.

Yu Changsheng firmly believed that he must have met a god, and that this god was near him, but his mortal body could not be seen.

Without letting Yu Changsheng down, the voice appeared in his mind again.

"You think so, then that's it!"

At this moment, Yu Changsheng completely believed that he had met the legendary immortal, and he immediately knelt down and prepared to kowtow.

However, just as Yu Changsheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed, in an instant, the peach tree, which was originally just green leaves, instantly emitted colorful light.

The moment the light bloomed, a pillar of light suddenly rushed into the sky.

The clouds in the sky were swept away, and the colorful glow continued to spread around.

Ten miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, in just a moment, the entire Qianguo Zhongzhou showed a picture of colorful rays passing through the sky.

At the same time, in Yu Changsheng's eyes, the originally inconspicuous peach tree actually grew rapidly expanding in the colorful light column.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters, and finally, the size of the peach tree was frozen at about twenty-five meters.

The peach trees are thick and vigorous, with many branches, which can be said to have the potential to form a tree.

Between the green leaves of this peach tree, pink peach blossoms are full and then bloom in an instant in the wind.

In an instant, Yu Changsheng, who was stunned, smelled the fragrance of flowers and felt a different kind of warmth.

This warmth was born from Yu Changsheng's body and quickly spread across his body like an airflow.
Chapter completed!