Chapter 690 (1/2)

They couldn't care to ask Gu Zheng for drinks. Before the little Taoist walked slowly in front of them, they grabbed each other's sleeve robe and dragged it onto the long couch they had set up for drinking.

”Come on, little Taoist, tell us what kind of steps you are taking.”

”Why does my view seem to give birth to great truth, which makes people feel convinced and yearn.”

”As if every step is on the land, and as if every step is between the clouds?”

Gu Zheng was laughing when he heard the inquiry. Now this is the most prosperous stage of the development of metaphysics and Taoism.

Noble families all regard it as a wise saying.

However, there are countless Taoists who have reformed and innovated the current theory and contributed to the theory and ability of Taoism.

Gu Zheng took this millennium's essence of Tao to the present age of adorable embryo. Can we not let the onlookers be surprised?

So Gu Zheng naturally wants to play more mysterious.

He sang a song very freely, put his wine gourd on the table, threw his broad sleeve robe behind him, and said in a very light tone: ”this is the law of heaven.”

”There are also corresponding boxing, mind, palm and sword techniques.”

”The unity of the five dharmas is the true method of Bagua Tai Chi.”

”It's close to the supreme Avenue. If you take a long break from this technique, even ordinary people can strengthen their body and prolong their life.”

”Oh, really?”

The seven people who heard this continued to ask, ”I don't know who preached these fairies and what requirements do you have for practitioners?”

Hearing the other party's question, Gu Zheng gently closed his eyelids, and a soft steamed stuffed bun face instantly took a bit of an expert's style.

Just slowly with the breath, he said the following words.

”These fairies are naturally given in the dream of the moral God enshrined in our temple.”

”Oh, this moral heaven is the Taoist name taught by the immortal in my dream. If you really say who this immortal is, it is the representative of Lao Zhuang's art that everyone is familiar with. Lao Tzu is also.”

”The poor master saw the shape of his old man in his dream, and according to his description, he built a Tianyi temple on the mountain.”

”If you are interested, you can take advantage of the sunny day tomorrow to see the true face of the moral God.”

”As for this set of magic, it was not given by the heavenly master himself, but a set of small magic by the most famous sword immortal Taiyi under his command, which was demonstrated to me in a dream.”

”If it weren't for the secret of heaven, I would always spy on the life loss granted by heaven. I wish I could watch the magic of becoming an immortal night and night and study it in the deep mountains.”

The seven people who heard this were even more interested.

After whispering to each other, they decided to leave for the top of the mountain at dawn today.

At the beginning, when the reputation of this day spread to their ears, everyone thought it was the wind and rain caused by the alchemist who sought fame and reputation to wander the Jianghu.

If it is true, as the little Taoist said, you can understand the truth as long as you look at the mountain.

After all, the appearance of the sky was fabricated by the ordinary people or the young Taoist boy, but nothing could be built.

After laughing at Gu Zheng, who they thought was even less knowledgeable, the seven inexperienced people continued the topic in front of them.

”Come on, come on, we've finished the footwork. We're convinced that you're not a layman.”

”Since he is not the Taoist priest who does ordinary things, naturally he can't be as stingy as the ordinary people?”

”Meeting is fate. We can meet here on this beautiful day. When it comes to light, it can be regarded as a happy thing in life.”

Come on, here we go again.

Gu Zheng gently tutted and opened his eyelids. After closing his open robe to his chest, he copied his hand and told them a sad story.

This is a story about the love and nature of an old man and a young man who depend on each other and send a black haired man to a white haired man.

This is a story of mutual support and tender life in this poor mountain and water.

This is the story of a gourd wine

The story of where it comes from and why it appears at this time.