Love 5: I have an immortal view

“Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, old layman, it was only two days since we last saw each other. When we met again, we were separated by heaven…”

“But don’t worry, the things you care about, Pindao has already sent them back to where they should go…”

Through the peach forest, Su Bei came to the side of the mountain grave,

His footsteps paused slightly, his gaze focused on the tombstone for a moment,

Then he saluted with one hand, and saluted slowly with the old man in the tomb.

He was not in a hurry to chant sutras with the old man, but focused his gaze on the old man’s tombstone.

This is just an ordinary tree, without any modification, just engraved with the words Li Baishu on it.

The old man has no relatives and no descendants.

Being able to achieve this step is already commendable.

It’s just that such a tombstone, I’m afraid it won’t be long before it will be shattered by the erosion of wind and sand.

Su Bei couldn’t bear it in his heart.

The hero of the Anti-Japanese War should at least get the respect he deserves.

With a wave of his right hand,

Grabbed a rock not far away.

I saw that the stone was submerged in sand, exposing the tip of the iceberg above the ground.

The middle-aged man and the old village head were taken aback for a moment, and some didn’t understand what he was going to do.

However, after a while, the mountains shook, and with a pair of fleshy palms, Subei 12 forcibly exposed the boulder from the ground gradually!

Two meters long!

One meter wide!

Moreover, the surface of the boulder is uneven, and it is also covered with traces of erosion by wind and sand.

“This……”

The brains of the middle-aged man and the old village head froze instantly!

It never occurred to me that this white-clothed Taoist priest would lift up the stone weighing hundreds of kilograms with his palms!

And walked lightly to their side, and then with a bang, placed such a huge boulder on the ground.

However, Northern Jiangsu did not stop.

Using hands as knives, wrapped in the pure energy of pure yang to protect the body,

Slowly leaning towards the boulder,

Cracking, crackling, stone chips flew all over the place!

The old village chief and the middle-aged man just came back to their senses, but after seeing this scene, they fell into a daze again.

In the hands of this young Taoist priest in fluttering white clothes, the heavy and hard stone was as light as cotton and as soft as dough.

Just using the hand as a knife, the stone chips on the stone have been cut off.

The breeze blows,Some stone chips flew away like wind and sand, and quickly went away with the wind.

In the entire peach forest, apart from a few even breathing sounds,

All that remained was the sound of stone chips flying and being cut from the boulder bit by bit by his palm.

Su Bei was not in a hurry, his movements were light and gentle,

As if drawing with a brush, bit by bit, the boulder was carved into the shape of a stele.

“This, this, this…”

The mouths of the middle-aged man and the old village head were wide open, as if they could stuff a duck egg into them.

It never occurred to me that this warm and jade-like palm is actually sharper than a knife.

But in just a few minutes, the stone was carved into the shape of a stele.

Especially the middle-aged man, stretched out his hand and twisted his thigh fiercely, the pain was so painful that he almost screamed out.

Relatively speaking, the old village chief seemed to be calmer.

At least he had seen the tricks of this young Taoist priest in fluttering white clothes before.

She was as light as a swallow, and swept across the lake like a gust of wind.

Now, it’s just using the hand as a knife to carve the stone into the shape of a stele.

“The ability of an immortal is truly unfathomable. Holding a stone like a feather and using his hand as a knife, it seems that he has entered the ranks of immortals…”

The old village chief couldn’t help sighing slightly,

However, before he finished speaking, his voice was like a duck being strangled by the neck.

It got stuck in the throat abruptly!

He found……

On the ground where Su Bei’s feet stand, whether it’s yellow sand or gravel,

They didn’t leave any trace at all!

As if he didn’t have any weight at all, like a feather,

Even if it falls on the ground, it will hardly cause any changes in the gravel.

Undoubtedly, the middle-aged man next to him also saw this scene,

The eyeballs almost popped out!

He looked down at his feet, then raised his head to look at Su Bei’s feet,

There seemed to be no trace left behind!

Su Bei also ignored them, but moved directly to the front of the stele.

I saw the boulder that was two meters long and one meter wide just now.

At this time, it has become two feet one inch wide and six feet three inches high!

And the surface is exceptionally smooth, without any trace of carving at all.

“So, as a junior, let’s set up this kind of tombstone with layman Li Baishu…”

Su Bei’s gaze flickered slightly,

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and rolled up the white Taoist robe,

And stretched out his right index finger, and slowly approached the carved stone tablet.

When touching the stele, the fingers that are as warm as jade and have abnormal whiteness,

The entire stone tablet seemed to have turned into tofu, and it sank very easily without using much force!

Immediately afterwards,

Su Bei’s finger moved like a dragon, moving quickly on the surface of the stone tablet.

Accompanied by the clicking sound, the words Li Baishu gradually appeared on the front of the stele.

One stroke at a time, like a silver hook painted on iron, was deeply imprinted on the stone tablet.

And the brushstrokes paused and paused, as if they were written by a master, and the lines between the lines were filled with an indescribable charm.

The hearts of the old village chief and the middle-aged man seemed to have stopped at this moment.

After supporting stones like feathers, using hands as knives, and stepping on the sand without a trace,

This young Taoist priest in fluttering white clothes has used his finger as a pen again!

Stroke by stroke, without any pause at all,

It’s as if he is holding a brush and writing words on rice paper!

But they all know that this is totally different!

Click, click, click!

Su Bei’s gaze flickered slightly,

The arm also followed the movement of the fingers, constantly carving on the stone tablet.

It took about a few minutes before Su Bei retracted his fingers.

But at this time, on the tombstone, several words that seemed to be outlined with a brush had already appeared.

The Tomb of the Anti-Japanese War Hero Li Baishu…

The text is very concise, without any excessive elaboration,

However, the identity of the old man was completely marked out verbatim.

This is not over yet,

In order to prevent wind and sand erosion,

Su Bei once again used his finger as a pen to carve a rune that could block the wind and sand on the back of the tombstone stroke by stroke.

In this way,

Apart from the erosion of time, the old man’s mountain grave will last forever! .