The old Taoist priest floated in the air, but sat cross-legged, with a bun similar to a cow's nose on his head, and was fixed with a wooden needle. The hair was white, but he had a bunch of long beards that were very similar to the birthday boy.

The long beard droops the chest, quite elegant.

The most important thing is that this style is full of immortality and a masterful demeanor.

However, Qi Xiang was very alert, her body was tense and her hands were buckled secretly, and she did not dare to be careless at all. If she found something wrong, she would take action immediately.

Seeing this, the bitter look on the old Taoist priest's face became more and more intense. He sighed, his voice a little erratic: "Fellow Taoist, don't be too careful. You and I live together for a month, and everyone is at peace. You should know that I have no malice."

"As for my last name..."

The old Taoist priest pondered for a while and said sadly: "The person who left the world is ashamed of his ancestors and his mentors... Forget it, the past, let it go with the wind."

"I am now formed by banyan and live by trees. Just call me Rong Chengzi."

The old Taoist priest floated in the sky and looked at the moon, his body full of loneliness.

"Rong Chengzi, a good name."

Qi Xiang tasted it and said, "In ancient times, Rong Chenggong was said to be a minister of Huangdi and invented the calendar. He also lived with Huangdi in Kongtong Mountain to explore the art of immortality."

"This name has a profound meaning."

Qi Xiang exclaimed on the surface, but her heart still didn't let go. Whether this old Taoist priest had malice or not could be distinguished by talking about it.

People’s hearts are separated from their belly. They are not afraid of ten thousand, but they are afraid of anything.

"Just picking up people's wisdom and imitating the sages."

The old Taoist priest sighed: "It shows me that I will never regret even if I die."

"Um……"

Qi Xiang stared at the old Taoist priest and took a deep look. He naturally knew that the old Taoist priest was indeed dead, but he survived in another form.

This method should not be underestimated.

"Rong Chengzi...Senior."

As my mind turned around, Qi Xiang smiled kindly: "Let's have a good talk. How about it? I don't understand some things as a descendant of my studies. I still need to ask you, my senior, for advice."

"good……"

The old Taoist priest nodded happily and flew over slowly: "I wish to communicate with fellow Taoists and sit and discuss the Tao!"

The old Taoist priest flew over and suddenly waved his sleeves. A stream of light suddenly appeared on the empty ground. Something like tables, chairs, benches, etc. appeared in front of the two of them.

There are neatly arranged tea sets on the table.

The old Taoist priest floated over and sat down, and said, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"

He knocked on the table slightly, and two thin water lines immediately flowed out of the teapot's mouth, just one left and one right, falling into two small and exquisite cups.

The water in the cup is full and it does not need to be heated by charcoal. It will boil automatically, and a faint tea fragrance will escapade.

The breeze comes gently, the fragrance of tea is everywhere, and it has a lot of artistic conception.

Qi Xiang's eyes flashed and she walked over and sat down. The real sense of touch could not be fake.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanqing..."

The old Taoist priest was interrupted by Qi Xiang as soon as he spoke.

"That's a pseudonym, you should know."

Qi Xiang said frankly: "My name is Qi Xiang, a casual cultivator. In order to avoid the pursuit of enemies, he pretended to be Taoist Xuanqing and stayed here for a month, with some trouble. Please be more considerate of Senior Rong Chengzi."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. I welcome the arrival of fellow Taoists. However, for some reasons, I have never appeared to entertain you. Please forgive me."

"I understand, each other!" Qi Xiang expressed understanding.

For a moment, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere became a little eased.

After all, as monks, both of them have some delusional persecution, which is a kind of thought similar to the sinister world and unpredictable minds of people. There are always treacherous ministers who want to murder me.

Therefore, when you meet a fellow practitioner, you must naturally be careful to test and confirm that the other party is not harmful, or that the other party's strength cannot harm you, so you dare to contact him.

After a smile, the old Taoist priest said gratefully: "Fellow Daoist Qi, thank you for your care these days."

Qi Xiang understood what he meant, and this response was not to him, but to the people in the village. It can be seen that the old Taoist priest was very concerned about the people in the village. Even if he became an inhuman existence, he still couldn't let go...

"It's just to take care of each other." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "I take care of them, and they take care of me too. During this period, fellow Taoists also gave generous gifts from time to time. Speaking of which, I can be regarded as taking advantage of it."

At this time, or even earlier, Qi Xiang understood that the so-called light of merit and the abnormality of the tower were naturally the masterpiece of this old Taoist priest.

Half a month ago, he took action to save a patient who was on the verge of death, and expected that there should be a strong light of merit. Who knew that he had been waiting for a few days, but there was no movement in the tower.

From that time on, he knew there was something wrong with this.

Coupled with the various clues in his daily life, he also had speculations in this regard. Today, he couldn't help but expose it and finally led the old Taoist priest out.

However, Qi Xiang was still very curious and asked directly: "Fellow Taoist, what is the inspiration you have given me from time to time during this period?"

"Do you know?" The old Taoist priest seemed a little surprised, and then said honestly: "That is the power of faith."

"Faith power?"

Qi Xiang was stunned and shook her head: "No, as far as I know, the power of incense faith is not like this."

"Incense is incense, faith is faith, and it cannot be confused."

The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head and said, "The incense is mixed and the faith is pure, how can we compare to it?"

"Well……"

Qi Xiang pondered a little and immediately understood. The incense is mixed, which means that the person who burns incense may not be a believer, or rather may not be a devout believer, or may be a false belief or a general believer.

These false beliefs, general beliefs, usually burn incense and worship God out of some demand. If you have impure hearts and bad motivations, don’t expect their incense beliefs to be pure.

Only true piety and righteous faith can provide pure faith and wish.

Qi Xiang realized it, no wonder that the things he named the Light of Merit can replenish the energy of the Light of Spirit. After all, the Light of Spirit itself is transformed into the pure power of the Taoist protector of Putuo Mountain.

The two are also the same, and they can naturally be integrated and complementary. Of course, this is not the key. Qi Xiang is strangely why did the old Taoist priest give him such great benefits when he first met?

The old Taoist priest seemed to be able to see through his thoughts. After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Asan, it is actually my blood relative, the only descendant..."

"ah?"

Qi Xiang was stunned. This was really an unexpected answer, but it was reasonable.

You should know that the young man was in danger at the beginning, and he had a blood loss and fracture, which could lead to lifelong disability at any time. If he had not helped him, the young man might have to live on crutches for the rest of his life.

It was blue sky and sunshine, and the old Taoist priest saw it and could only worry and could not show up to help. So when he saw Qi Xiang taking action, he was naturally very grateful.

This is why the young man's leg injury recovered very quickly. Among them, not only the spiritual medicine was the result of the old Taoist priest, but also secretly took action and silently helped the young man heal.

From this we can also know that the ability of the old Taoist priest is within a certain range and is subject to certain restrictions. No wonder he has always been unwilling to appear and contact Qi Xiang on his own initiative.

"Faith power..."

Qi Xiang thought about it and suddenly sighed: "In other words, they took it for granted when I saved people later and were no longer so grateful to me?"

"It's almost the same."

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment before nodding: "After all, people's hearts are easy to change, and gratitude can only last for a while, not for a long time. No matter how pious the faith is, it will change as time goes by..."

He was deeply touched by this. He thought that he had served the people for decades, regardless of wind and rain. However, he had only been "dead" for half a year. After Qi Xiang came for a month, he completely replaced his position in the minds of the villagers.

Thinking of this way, he will inevitably sigh endlessly.

“That’s right.”

Qi Xiangshen agreed, so his persistent integrity has become so precious for decades.

"I won't mention this."

The old Taoist priest was open-minded and did not intend to make up for it, but instead changed the topic: "Fellow Taoist, are you fine? If there is anything else I want to know, I will definitely tell you everything I can."

"Really?"

Qi Xiang had a bit of cunning look in her eyes: "If I say, I want to know what situation you are in now, so that's fine?"

"Okay, why not."

The old Taoist priest was very open and said bluntly: "Now, I am just relying on the big banyan tree and being at ease. I just hope that I can live for decades more and I will be satisfied."

"Senior, you are humble."

Qi Xiang shook her head and didn't believe it: "If nothing unexpected happens, you can live at least a few hundred years longer. If you are lucky, you may be able to cultivate into the realm of Yin Gods and Ghosts and Immortals and ask for immortality."

"ha……"

The old Taoist priest sighed: "This is impossible...but I still have to accept the good words of fellow Taoist philosophers."

"Everything is possible."

Qi Xiang smiled mysteriously: "Otherwise, the seniors would not have planned it thoroughly. They spent decades to arrange this transformation and reincarnation for themselves."

In an instant, the old Taoist priest calmed his expression and asked calmly: "What do you say?"

"So, don't tell lies in front of real people."

Qi Xiang sighed and said, "Senior, since you have chosen to be open and honest, why should you keep it?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes turned slightly and he whispered: "What do you think I have kept?"

“You keep the most critical core content.”

Qi Xiang pointed to the big banyan tree on the mountain and said directly: "In my opinion, not only the previous tower is fake, but even this big banyan tree is not the object you depend on, senior."

The old Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed, and he frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"

"I mean, whether it is the big trees on the mountain or the trees inside and outside the village, they are just the covers you have arranged." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "It is clearly intended to mislead people, making people believe that you really transformed by using the banyan tree..."...
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