I am a living immortal.

The raindrops from the sky fell sparsely on the green tiles, sweeping away some of the stuffiness. The chirping of cicadas seemed to be overshadowed by the sudden heavy rain.

The boy tilted his head and looked out the window.

The layers of mountains are hazy under the cover of fog, like a pure ink painting.

Is this scenery beautiful?

She was very beautiful but she was not the focus of the boy's attention. His eyes were a little out of focus, as if he was daydreaming.

The boy's name is Su Mu, and as expected, he is a time traveler. He did not travel directly into the body of this boy, but traveled into the body of an abandoned baby and has lived in this world for sixteen years.

However, these sixteen years were all spent in a Taoist temple on the mountain. When he occasionally went down the mountain, he would go to the small town at the foot of the mountain to exchange the medicinal herbs he picked from the mountain for some necessities such as rice and flour.

Although his master was a little unserious, he treated him like his own son, so much so that Su Mu almost thought that the drama of abandoning and then adopting him was directed and acted by the old man himself to cover up his tracks.

But in the end he rejected this idea.

First of all, it’s age. It will probably take a lot of effort to urinate accurately, and most people will not be able to do it.

Moreover, although the master is an old and frivolous person, their Taoist temple is very remote. Even though he is sixteen years old, he has not seen many serious pilgrims. It is difficult to walk from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain on such a rugged and winding road without a lot of strength. Even if the master is still strong and has excellent hardware, there is no suitable candidate.

In addition, Su Mu was a time traveler from the era of information explosion, and his mind was full of strange thoughts. Sometimes he thought he was from a hermit sect, and sometimes he thought he had ulterior motives, and maybe he was being raised to make human pills.

Anyway, there were a lot of jokes in the first few years.

The old man would still touch his head with a smile to comfort himself and recite scriptures to himself. His voice was very soft but his pronunciation was clear. I don’t know if it was my illusion, but every time the old man recited the "Song Qing Sutra", I could wash away my impetuous emotions and get a moment of peace.

In the old man's words, he was precocious and had no sense of security in the new environment. He instinctively guessed the kindness around him, and always wanted to find out where this kindness came from and tell the reason behind it, as stubborn as a calf.

However, as they got along slowly, Su Mu also let down her guard.

Someone who treats you well for one or two years may be pretending, but someone who pretends for more than ten years, even if it is just a pretend, becomes real. Judging from actions rather than intentions, in Su Mu's heart, this old man has long been a family member.

However, the old man was old after all, and his health was getting worse year by year. Even if Su Mu used spiritual energy to nourish him, it was of no use.

Until one afternoon, he passed away on the recliner that had long been covered with patina. The old man passed away peacefully. Before he died, he held his own hand and said some inappropriate words.

To be honest, at his age, he has already experienced sex. If he hadn't had a bad temper when he was young, he wouldn't have been sent to this remote place by the main branch.

He said that when he was young, he was a handsome man and girls would line up for ten miles to see him.

It is said that he was once a genius in Taoism and should have had a bright future, but in the end he was defeated by the powerful. He had been through a lot in the sea of ​​gold and silver. He had experienced everything when he was young, and only when he was old could he settle down and enjoy his old age in this dilapidated Taoist temple.

Fame, wealth and power are like the wind; all human thoughts are gone like clouds.

.........

Su Mu just listened quietly and did not refute the incoherent chatter he said.

Some he believed, some he didn't.

But it doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not. The old man left without any regrets.

All that was left behind was a dilapidated Taoist temple, a tattered bamboo hat, a rusty broken sword, a bag of copper coins and silver that had been saved for who knows how long. These copper coins came from various dynasties, and a reserve of grain, all of which were passed on to him.

Su Mu also observed mourning here for three years.

To be honest, Su Mu has been in this world for sixteen years and still doesn't know the general background of this world.

From the old man's half-knowledge, I understood that this world is not simple. It is in chaos, with corrupt officials and evil emperors. The people are living in misery, and there are ghosts and monsters everywhere.

And there must be something extraordinary and not simple.

As for why Su Mu was so sure, it was because of the food reserves.

The old goat looked like that since it was very young. Sixteen years later, it was still full of energy, eating and drinking as it should every day. It even gave the old man a bite on the kidney when the old man said he was storing food.

Of course, the old goat may be a coincidence.

The oddities in him were no less than those of the old goat. Although he had no system when he traveled through time, he was also born with supernatural powers and could use some mysterious Taoist methods? Magic? Taoist magic? Or something else.

These were not taught by the old man.

Instead, he figured it out from a room full of Taoist scriptures. He didn't know if he was an exception, but this was definitely not normal.

Su Mu felt that the old man must know something, but it probably wasn't much, so he couldn't get much advice.

Fortunately, he is a genius, and he has tailored a hierarchy system for himself.

It is divided into seven stages: resonance, qi induction, circulation, bridge between heaven and earth, mysterious connection, purity, and heavenly fairy.

The name was made up by Su Mu at random, and it just means what it means. His current realm is the realm of circulation, where he can control things around him. All things are made up of Qi, and the resonance of the body and Qi is called resonance. The absorption of Qi into the body and the control of objects with Qi are called the circulation of Qi.

And connect heaven and earth, use yourself as a bridge to enter the cycle of heaven and earth, and the inexhaustible circulation of qi becomes the bridge between heaven and earth.

However, although Su Mu had some idea about this step, he couldn't do it. If he wanted to reach the level where he could remain motionless under the impact of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he still had a long way to go in cultivating his nature and destiny. This process was a slow and steady process and could not be rushed. Fortunately, he was still young.

The method of connecting heaven and earth still needs to be explored, and he is the pioneer and practitioner.

Therefore, he decided to go out and see the world. It was not advisable to work in isolation, so he decided to go out and explore the world.

Sitting quietly in the mountains, I want to explore the world.

Su Mu looked at the rain outside the window and felt that it was time to go out and take a look.

Just do it.

He put the bag of money in his pocket, stuffed a few cakes with it, and filled a pot with mountain spring water. He raised his hand, and the rusty sword with a broken handle that was originally on the altar came into his hand. He put it on his waist, put on his hat, and walked into the rain.

He closed the door gently, bowed three times in the direction of the old man's grave, and then turned around gracefully.

The old goat on the path paved with mossy stone bricks seemed to have anticipated Su Mu's departure. It stood on the path, nibbling on the moss with its head down, chewing it. Its striped eyes stared at Su Mu and bleated twice, as if reminding itself.

What are you dawdling for?!

Su Mu laughed out loud: "Here I come~"

Although I have never ridden a horse, riding a sheep must be a unique experience.

The old goat's back was very strong and it was not difficult for it to carry Su Mu. The goat shook its head and ran on the rugged and winding path as if it were flat ground. The tinkling sound of the bells echoed in the valley.

Su Mu rides a sheep down the green hills!

With this departure, there will be one more true immortal in the world.