Qin Di shook his head slightly here, but he was seen from the corner of the eyes of the young man with brocade robe.

The young man stood on a high place, and was watching the crowd. He was talking about his proudness when he suddenly saw someone shaking his head. He couldn't help but stop "knock". He stared at Qin Di with his eyes, his face looked a little ugly, and he asked loudly: "Brother, what are you doing to shake your head? Am I wrong?"

The other party is just a first-level celestial immortal, and Qin Di is a fourth-level celestial immortal. His skills are much higher than the other party, so there is no need to flatter the other party. So he said lightly: "That doesn't seem to be a word Tian in the immortal text. Brother, should you take a good look?"

Hearing this, the people around him were in an uproar!

"What? Not Tian's word? How is that possible?"

"Sir Guan Shaoshi is well-known far and wide. He has been learning immortal literature since he was three years old. He has been more than 100,000 years since then. Can he still admit his mistake?"

"Hey, who are you? How dare you doubt Mr. Guan's judgment?"

"The year is not good. Mr. Guan said nothing but a word, but he has never been like today. The skylight was opened by someone!"

Exposure of the other party’s mistakes in public is called opening a skylight.

Although this Young Master Guan is only at the first level of the celestial immortal and his skill is not very high, there are a few people who listen to him who are at the sixth and seventh level of the celestial immortals. So in front of Qin Di, these people pointed at them without hesitation.

As the conversation was over, the boy in the brocade robe turned red and became increasingly ugly. He stared at Qin Di with wide eyes and said, "Guan has been practicing immortal texts since he was a child, and has mastered more than 8,000 words. Please ask me how many immortal texts have you mastered? How dare you say that I am not?"

Qin Di was originally a gentle and calm person and was too lazy to argue with others. At this time, he couldn't bear to go on the wrong path, so he said, "If you don't believe it, you can sit quietly near the stone carvings to see if you can understand the leisurely and natural meaning of mountains, rivers, pastorals and countryside in this immortal text."

The boy in brocade robe became more and more impatient and said loudly: "You know that this word is incomplete! No matter how hard you work, you cannot understand the laws of heaven. Why do you still have someone to sit here? Isn't that a waste of time?"

Qin Di said: "Since that's the case, why don't you understand the complete immortal text? What should you do here? Wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

The boy in brocade robe had not spoken yet, and everyone below had already begun to refute:

"Hmph, we are reading the way to draw immortal texts!"

"Have you heard of the eight methods of Yong's character "Yong"? Just look at the little bits, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, one gain..."

"Sir Guan's family has a lot of knowledge, so how can you be compared with a wilderness villager!"

"We saw that the weather was good, so we went out to travel! I love to linger here, what does it have to do with you? Humph! Dogs meddle in other people's business with rats!"

Qin Di waved his hand after hearing this: "Okay, you are willing to go astray, and I'm too lazy to care more."

"Apology! Apologize!"

"You still want to leave after offending Mr. Guan?"

"Kneel down and kowtow three times before you can leave!"

"You guy, come over and kowtow to beg for mercy, otherwise we will chase you to the horizon and will not let you go!"

A group of monks, men and women, a group of monks, totaling more than 20 people, were talking to Qin Di, and they all said anything.

In order to flatter the boy from the brocade robe, these people tried their best to belittle Qin Di. Anyway, he was just alone, and he was not afraid of him getting angry. Even if he got angry, he was not a match for everyone.

"Boy, fortunately, there is no action allowed in Xianwen Valley, otherwise it would be impossible to peel off your skin today!"

"The reputation of the Xianzi Pavilion cannot be ruined by you!"

"Yes, yes, I have to kowtow every three steps and kowtow all the way to the gate of the Xianziguan!"

Amid the noise of the crowd, Qin Di walked over and found a large bluestone next to the remains of the immortal text. He reached out and touched it, making the bluestone neat and smooth. Then he took out a talisman pen and wrote the word "A" in the immortal text on the bluestone.

The so-called immortal text is an ancient text that is very close to talismans and adheres to the laws of heaven, so it is the best writing effect with a talisman pen.

The spiritual consciousness of Qin Di's golden clone is connected to the original body, so he can generally know the four arts of cultivation that he has experienced. However, because of his physical condition, he cannot use all the methods to the extreme like the original body. However, the immortal texts drawn are extremely charming, which makes people shocked at first glance!

Therefore, the word fell on the bluestone and everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

They looked at the word "A" on the bluestone, and then looked at the immortal texts with ancient stone carvings beside them. They compared them left and right, and for a moment they did not dare to say that Qin Di was wrong.

After watching for a long time, some people felt something, so they simply sat down next to them.

Even the boy in brocade robe hesitated a little, staring at the two words without moving, the more he looked, the more uneasy he felt, the more his face turned red and turned ashen.

Although there are still people who don’t believe it and whisper next to them, they dare not scold them as loudly as before.

After about a stick of incense, the boy in the brocade robe seemed to have figured it out, and his face looked a little decayed. He coughed twice and said, "Ahem, I accidentally took a look at it before! Everyone, I will be here today, and I will crack hundreds of immortal texts in the next row. I was temporarily in a state of disgrace and became in a mess. I will wait two days before I recover my spirits."

Someone next to him advised: "The Golden Immortal of Daluo also takes a nap. Master Guan must be very tired after cracking so many immortal texts in a row!"

"Yes, let's sit down here, rest for two days before leaving."

"Sir Guan, don't mind. If you are so young, you have such a high level of attainment in immortal literature. With time, you will definitely have a bright future."

Everyone spoke to appease the young man in brocade robe. Most of them stayed and refused to leave.

But there were also two people who left quietly and followed Qin Di.

Qin Di had already walked towards the next remnant of the immortal writing at this time and sat down quietly.

Although these immortal texts are incomplete, the way of heaven seen under the glasses of the Heavenly Soul is of reference value. As long as you read too much, it will be of great value to understand the entire layout of the immortal text.

In Qin Di's view, all the immortal texts have a total of 18,000, which corresponds to 18,000 celestial magic. It is all-encompassing, just like a huge puzzle. Only when all the immortal texts are combined can they form a complete world.

For every monk, the more immortal texts he masters, the greater the future development potential.

Each immortal text corresponds to a great method of heavenly corpse. Mastering the immortal text does not mean understanding the great method of heavenly corpse, but it has very important significance.

To give an inappropriate example, it is like a puppet carrying a thread. The sky strip is equivalent to a puppet, and the immortal text is equivalent to that thread.

Let’s change the metaphor, just like the muscles and tendons on a human body, the sky strip is equivalent to the thick quadriceps, while the fairy text is equivalent to the thin tendon. Without the traction of the tendon, the muscles cannot connect to the bones and will not work.

Therefore, for cultivators, if they practice in a daze, they will have no potential to reach a certain level. Many people are stuck at the peak of the celestial immortals and find it difficult to enter the ancestral immortals, let alone the Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor!

And every Golden Immortal Taoist Ancestor is a great scholar, either an emperor who explores the universe or a knowledgeable master.

According to Taoism, cultivating immortals emphasizes "dual cultivation of nature and life", that is, the improvement of both body and mind. Sex refers to the body, and fate refers to the psychology. If you calculate the understanding of immortal texts and laws of heaven as "the numerology of the mind", then try to absorb the immortal veins, and the immortal materials and spiritual land are considered improvements in the body.

Therefore, these two aspects must be combined. Only when both conditions are met can we become a great figure like the Taoist ancestor of the Golden Immortal.

On the other hand, many ordinary celestial immortals lack "life" and do not master enough heavenly corpses, making it difficult to improve their realm; and like Zhong Xianshu and Cangjie, although they have mastered a large number of immortal texts and may have understood more heavenly corpses, they lack the "sex". In other words, the body cannot keep up, and they do not have enough cave heaven and strong magic power, and they still cannot become a big figure at the level of the Immortal Emperor.

Qin Di attaches great importance to both aspects, so he comprehended the immortal texts in the valley, copied each remnant of the immortal texts in the jade slip, and even tried to record the laws of heaven seen in the glasses of the Heavenly Soul in detail. These are the basic components that form a huge puzzle in the future. If a large number of immortal texts can be spelled out to comprehend the laws of heaven, his realm will be infinitely improved.

Every time he understood a word, he would smooth a piece of bluestone on the edge of the remains of the immortal text, and then paint the complete immortal text on it.

As a result, he walked forward, and more and more people followed him.

Some people sat quietly in the place where they walked, compared the remains of the immortal texts and the immortal texts on the bluestones, and ended up gaining a lot and ecstatic.

This kind of thing spreads from ten to ten, and ten to hundreds of them gradually became known to many people.

Everyone's eyes at Qin Di changed unconsciously.

"Master Xianwen, amazing!"

"It's rare that there is such a master who is willing to make a bet on us!"

"A knowledgeable, respectable; noble character, admirable!"

"It's a pity that these immortal texts are incomplete, otherwise we can understand more of the way of heaven from it."

"I hope the master can walk to the northern section of the Immortal Literature Valley and contact those immortal texts that are not incomplete, but they are sealed by the Immortal King. I don't know how far the master can go..."
Chapter completed!