Chapter 7: The Great Wind Comes
"Where is Real He?" I asked He Pingan down the road.
"On the mountain." He Pingan pointed to the top of the back mountain and said to me, "Master told me to go down the mountain, and Master asked you to go up the mountain."
I nodded and continued to climb. I didn't find the shadow of Real Person He in the Supreme View, I messed around in the whole back mountain, finally at the top of the mountain behind the Supreme View, I saw Real Person He sitting on a piece of futon, he changed into a soapy yellow daoist robe, holding a whisk and just sitting there, he seemed to be meditating.
"Realist He, Fatty Liu said that you can't cross the tribulation ah! Immortals won't appear in this era, and as long as one transmigrates, they're sure to fail!" I called out to Realist He.
Next to Real He, there was a futon that had long since been dampened by the rain, he pointed at the futon and said to me, "San Liang, sit."
I didn't dare to disobey Real He's teachings, and hurriedly sat down next to him, looking at him with a worried face as he said to me, "It's not me who will be crossing the threshold today, but someone else." After saying that, He Zhenren pointed his finger in a direction, I looked over in that direction, which made me instantly sit down, that direction, was actually the direction of my grandfather's graveyard!
"The one who crossed over is my grandfather?!" I stood up at once, my grandfather was all but dead, a corpse. Although that corpse had some mutations, but I really haven't heard of a corpse transmigrating, what is that called? Corpse Immortal?
"Sit down and watch, the cause and effect of all this, if you want to stop it now, it's definitely going to be too late." Real He waved his hand and continued to stare over there.
–I sat in place, even if my heart is anxious there is nothing I can do, He Zhengrong's words are always said plausibly, but I can't pull him to beat him up, right? But now it's not Real He who is crossing the threshold then it's good, I said to him, "Real He, there are people down there who want to go up the mountain, the fat man stopped it, is that black-robed man the one you are talking about?"
"Yes, I know, he wanted to go up the mountain, Liu Tianci couldn't stop him." He Zhenran said.
"Is he Liu Bo Wen or not?!" This is a question that I am very curious about, when I was learning history before, our history teacher was very boastful about Liu Bowen. In his words, not to mention that many scholars now criticize Zhuge Liang is not a myth by the Three Kingdoms myth, even if it is not a myth, Zhuge Kongming occupies Ba Shu is still powerless to return to the sky, and Liu Bowen, is almost a person to help Zhu Yuanzhang to establish a large Ming dynasty, all as the pinnacle of the school of metaphysics, in the end, which one is stronger than the other, can be seen from the achievements.
Therefore, that person is really Liu Bowen reborn words, will make people have a kind of powerlessness.
"Yes and no, birth, old age, sickness and death a cycle of rebirth, in addition to the immortal, who can really break through this cycle of rebirth? It's just a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water." Realist He said, after saying this, Realist He didn't turn around, but suddenly laughed, "Fellow Daoist Liu is here?"
I turned around and saw this black-robed man behind me, he was carrying an obese figure on his shoulders, who else would it be if not Fatty? Damn it, the fat man still said he would carry it for ten minutes, so soon there will be ten minutes? Seeing the fat man being carried like a dead pig, I instantly got worried and stood up, "What are you doing?!"
The black-robed man looked at me and directly threw the fat man on the ground without saying a word, his eyes kept looking at He Zhenran, saying, "You and I are both a thread apart, can we join hands?"
"The paths are different, don't work together, you go." He Zhenran said with a calm demeanor.
The black-robed man did not go, but stood at the top of this mountain for a long time, and finally turned away, I dragged the fat man to the side of Mr. He, a touch of the nose, there is still breathing, which puts down the heart, I'm really afraid that the fat man was directly killed by that person.
I take the rain water poured on the fat man's face, pinch his nose, this guy only coughed and woke up, woke up the first sentence is: "small three two, you also hung?"
"Hang your sister!" I was amused by the fat man this sentence, amused at the same time there is also deeply touched, the fat man thought he was dead, does not indicate that, at that time, want to stop Liu Bowen's him, has embraced the heart of certain death?
The fat man touched my face to confirm that he did not die, this time the guy instead of blowing up, scolded: "I fuck, so look down on fat master me? This does not kill me, is that the fat master I live on him is not much of a threat?!"
"Come on you, it's not good that you didn't die?" I was made to laugh and cry by this stupid look of the fat man, people don't kill him, instead they look down on him.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, he doesn't kill you, it's not because of this, right now he's like a living dead person, not yin, not yang, not human, not ghost, he himself doesn't know what he is, so he wants to go one step further, it's just one step away, he wants to become an immortal, the legendary immortal, isn't that the same life span as heaven and earth?" Realist He said.
"Just him, still want to become an immortal?" Fatty snorted.
"The normal path won't work, but from the beginning to the end he's been saber rattling, do you really think it's impossible for him to succeed? So if he doesn't kill you, he doesn't dare to do so, after all, above the nine heavens, there's still one of your deceased family members." Real Person He said.
Fatty nodded and bowed to Realist He, "I have been taught."
-The two of them spoke as if they were playing dumb riddles, but I was shocked plus my balls hurt, pulling Fatty and asking, "Master Fatty, really, you still have immortal friends? I can't see it!"
Fatty looked at the sky, which was cloudy, and said, "This friend of mine, is the one you know, Lin Xiaofan."
–I did not speak again, Lin Xiaofan this name, I have heard repeatedly, but do not know much, fat man in knowing that it is not He Zhenzhenjian crossing also put down his heart, it is also at this time, I feel, I have always thought that it is not very very powerful this Fatty Liu and that has always been indifferent to the Lin Bachan, they are the people who really have a story They are people with big stories. I had only thought before that Lin Xiaofan was perhaps a very powerful friend of theirs, but I hadn't realized that it was actually above the Nine Heavens.
Then, the line that Fatty once called out to Lin Bachi, "You think we're still the same as before when we came back from there?" –This sentence contains too much information too much, I look at the fat man sitting with He Zhenzhen, can not help but reverie, could it be that this fat man and Lin Bachan, also from the nine heavens? This motherfucker is also considered the reincarnation of immortals? But how to look at, fat man this body, can not have half a bit of immortal breath.
"Three two his grandfather, gave all of his essence blood to the yellow skinned spirit, this is the deal of the year, right?" Fatty asked Realist He. His head spun faster and he knew a little more, so he quickly guessed the reason.
"Right, so the one who is going to cross the tribulation is the Yellow Skinned Spirit. If she succeeds in crossing the tribulation, she will help the more minister to do one more thing. If you plan in life, you also plan after death, so I always have the feeling that the morechen was born in the wrong era." He Zhenzhen said.
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do? Yellow Skin is a demon! A demon spirit crossing the threshold, once it succeeds, haven't you thought about the consequences?" While I had thought that things had taken a turn for the worse, Fatty's frown deepened.
"There are spirits in all things, and all causes and effects." Real Person He said.
Fatty no longer spoke, he just stared dead on in the direction of my grandfather's grave, the two of them just sat there, not saying a word afterward, as if they were meditating, I stood behind them, the rain washed over them, I didn't feel like this had a high-class man's demeanor, and I fucking felt a little bit cold.
This rain accumulated for three days, the fat man and He Zhenzhen just so on the top of the mountain sat for three days, the two people with more than patience like this side of the meditation, I took two umbrellas to the two of them on, they did not refuse, but did not eat the things I brought.
On the third day, the electric flashes that had been pent up for three days finally erupted completely after three days, and the wrath of the heavens came, like the God of Thunder himself.
"It's coming." Real He said.
In the direction of my grandfather's grave, a pillar of light rushed up, wanting to compete with the God of Heaven.
At this time, the fat man cursed and said, "No more pretending, starving fat master me!" After saying that, he grabbed a chicken leg and wolfed it down.
Zifu Mountain Great Real Person Liu Tian Chi pretended to have high popularity for three days and three nights because of a chicken leg.
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–The people below the mountain looked again, and the people on the mountain looked again.
"Supreme Viewer He Anxia, respectfully invites the Yellow Immortal to ascend!"