Chapter 1839

In the bamboo building, the furnishings are extremely simple. In the living room, there is only a jade table, a tea table, a tea set of purple sand, black sandalwood and immortal wood, two futons, and a backflow smoke incense burner that emits curling cigarette smoke, which makes people smell it. The spirit is refreshed and the soul is refreshed. There is a pair of vigorous and powerful calligraphy on the wall, with the four characters of Taoism and nature written. This simple decoration is like something in a mortal's home.

But that jade table was probably a valuable Ninth-Rank Emperor Jade carving, and the other items could not be seen by Mu Feng's eyesight.

The old man asked Mu Feng to sit down, went to the kitchen by himself, washed the fish and cooked it in a pot, then went to the tea table, boiled a pot of tea, boiled the tea, washed the tea, and finally poured the tea into two cups.

This tea is actually just the most common Biluochun in the mortal world, although it is common, there is no such mortal tea in the fairy world.

"Taste."

The old man poured Mu Feng a cup of tea.

"Thank you, senior."

When the elders poured the tea, Mu Feng saluted solemnly, then raised the teacup, smelled its aroma, watched its color, and finally tasted it carefully.

"Good tea, I haven't drunk this ordinary tea for many years."

Mu Feng took a sip and sighed, which brought back many memories in the mortal world. Although he had drunk many spiritual teas and fairy teas, but now he drank this mortal tea that has no effect on cultivation, and he felt something special in his heart.

Mu Feng looked at the old man suspiciously, and had some guesses, that there was only one possibility that such an important person would drink this kind of ordinary tea.

"Hehe, that's right, the old man ascended from the lower realms, but I don't know how many tens of millions of years ago. Although I drank all kinds of rare teas in the fairy world, the only one I prefer is the one I drank when I was a teenager in my hometown in the mortal world. This is Biluochun."

The old man took a sip, put down his teacup, and looked at Mu Feng with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Yes, I am in the fairy courtyard. It has been 180,000 years since the last Taoist of time. I haven't seen anyone who has comprehended the Tao of time. Among the three students I have met in my life, you are the one who understands the law of time. The strongest one."

"Senior is still wise, how did you know that I have comprehended the way of time?"

Mu Feng asked.

"Just ask about the supernatural powers of time and Taoism, and you can see the reincarnation of the four seasons controlled by the old man. Those who are not time Taoism will not realize it."

Mu Feng was dumbfounded, and then asked: "May I ask what your name is, senior?"

"Call me Shilao. By the way, isn't the Shura clan already destroyed? Under the pressure of two clans and one clan, you still dare to come to the Immortal Academy to practice. Your courage is commendable."

The old man said lightly.

"When a fish dies, it goes with the current, but if a fish lives, it goes against the current. It is a great danger, and it is also a sharpening stone."

Mu Feng said calmly.

"That's right, this kind of mentality is rare. If you don't die in the upstream, you will become a great weapon. Well, the fish is also good. Let you try the old man's craft."

Shi Lao smiled lightly, his admiration grew, then he got up and brought out the fish cooked in the kitchen, and added a bowl of fish soup to Mu Feng.

The fish soup was pure white, exuding a seductive fragrance. Mu Feng picked it up and took a sip.

The old and the young drank the fish soup quietly, just like the old and young grandchildren of ordinary fishermen, indescribably harmonious.

"When I was young, my favorite drink was fish soup made by my mother. Later, when I saw my parents, it was already a dwarf tomb. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. The child wants to support but does not wait for the relatives. Anything in this world can be done for me." You stay, only time does not."

"No, if it is strong enough, time will also bow its head for itself."

Mu Feng shook his head, he had seen his master Jiu Xiao, making time and space freeze.

"Hehe, is the power of the lower world that day? He does have this strength, but he can only stop your time, but he can't stop the time of this universe, nor his own time, nor mine. time."

Shi Lao smiled faintly, already knowing who Mu Feng was referring to.

Mu Feng was shocked, Shi Lao was not influenced by Master that day, and knew about Master's lower realm!

"He should be your biggest reliance. If you have his protection, the two clans and one clan are really nothing in your eyes."

"But I won't rely on him. I will go my own way after all."

Mu Feng said again.

"Well, a real strong person really can't follow other people's instructions to practice according to the order. That is to fix one's own path and limit one's own future."

Shi Lao agreed.

"Disciple seeks the Dharma, please be mature when you are old."

Mu Feng put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and saluted.

Shi Lao didn't say a word, quietly finished the fish soup in the bowl and ate the fish, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Mu Feng who bowed and saluted.

"I have a supernatural power, known as Time Kurong, but this supernatural power cannot be exchanged for credits alone, nor can it be exchanged."

Shi Lao got up, walked out of the window, and looked at a purple bamboo forest outside the window.

He raised his hand a little, and saw a four-color light of blue, red, yellow, and white flickering in his finger, and his power was condensed, turning into a finger and shooting into the bamboo forest.

"Dry!"

I saw that this piece of purple bamboo forest withered and turned yellow in an instant, and each individual purple bamboo withered with the naked eye, and then turned into dust and ashes, as if it consumed thousands of years of life of the purple bamboo in an instant.

There was a trace of shock in Mu Feng's eyes. This purple bamboo has a long life span of ten thousand years, but it suddenly lost its vitality and exhausted all its life energy. What a magical power it is!

"Rong!"

The old man then pointed out that in the purple bamboo forest that had turned into dust, bamboo shoots broke through the ground in an instant.

Mu Feng looked at Shi Lao quietly, Shi Lao said: "What did you realize?"

"The alternate cycle of life and death!"

Mu Feng thought for a while, looked at the old man and said.

"Hehe, you really have good understanding. If you are an ordinary person, you must think that I deprived Zizhu of his life and vitality. How do you see the cycle of life and death?"

The old man showed a look of surprise and asked.

"Because the predecessors took action to save a glimmer of life, and Zizhu has a spirit, and if death lingers, it is not a new starting point for reincarnation."

Mu Feng said, the reason why he had this realization was because of his father, didn't his father fall three times and be reborn three times? Death is not the beginning of new life.

"It's amazing, hahahaha, it's amazing, it seems that the person the dean counts is you."

Boss Shi laughed, hearing Mu Feng's opinion and looked at Mu Feng's eyes as if he was looking at a treasure.

"In this universe, there is a powerful man named Ge Xiuzhu. He controls the cycle of life and death. He is the master of the cycle of life and death. He follows the law with one word and breaks the cycle of life and death. However, there are two people in this world who live and die. , but he can never be sure."

Shi Lao squinted his eyes, and there seemed to be endless admiration in his eyes: "The first one is the supreme ruler of this universe, and his name is Luo Yu!"