Fast Traveling Underworld Wish Department

Chapter 157
Wen Xingsi passed through the gate of the realm, from the realm of cultivating immortals to the realm of mortals, his body immediately felt uncomfortable, and the sudden reduction of aura made him lose the sense of comfort like a fish in water.

Wen Xing thought about the surrounding environment for a while, he was in a deserted mountain with tall trees and lush vegetation, and there were all kinds of wild animals living in it.These are not problems for Wen Xingsi, he calculated the direction and headed for home.

A white light flew across the sky at a high speed, as if it was a human illusion, leaving no trace.

In an instant, Wen Xingsi arrived at his hometown, a small village - Shiping Village.

There is a low mountain in Shiping Village, which is said to be moved by immortals, so it is also called Xianlai Village.The exact truth cannot be tested, but it is common sense that Shiping Village is not well developed in the mortal world. In a remote poor ditch, the villagers can only bury their heads in farming. This has been the case for generations. at a loss.

As soon as Wen Xingsi stepped into the village, he was discovered. The people sitting and chatting under the tree all looked at him, curious and vigilant.

An old man said: "Young student, what do you do?"

Before Wen Xingsi could speak, a middle-aged woman finally recognized it after identifying it for a long time, and said pleasantly: "Boy of the Wen family, you are the boy of the Wen family, right? Oh, no, you have to be called an immortal now. Immortal, you this time Do you want to accept apprentices when you come back, my grandchildren?"

The enthusiasm of the middle-aged woman was not clear for a while, Wen Xingsi interrupted her, "I came back to bury my father, please, Third Aunt, help me find some people to help me, so that my father can rest in peace."

"Oh, yes, yes." After the third aunt replied, she immediately sent her little grandson back to find someone.

Wen Xingsi put the old man's coffin at home.Because he hadn't lived there for a long time, the house looked a little dilapidated, so Wen Xingsi didn't care. After asking about the process, he asked someone to help him follow the rules until the old man Wen was buried.

Back then when the Wen family and his son went to cultivate immortals, although few people knew about it, it was not impossible. In addition to the luxurious coffin of the old man, everyone agreed with each other and were very happy to help the Wen family.Regardless of whether the Wen family has cultivated immortality or not, it is certain that they have developed, and there is no harm in helping a little bit.

Wen Xingsi stayed in Shiping Village for several months, took care of everything, and taught the villagers some basic cultivation methods.Even without spiritual energy, it is enough for them to strengthen their bodies.

Of course, this is the only thing that the villagers are not satisfied with. The more they get in touch with, the more they want their family members to become immortals.

The third aunt spoke earnestly, exhausting all the words she had used to praise people all her life, and she only asked for one thing, "Ren Wenxian, please help and support your nephews!"

The patriarch even came to the door in person, promising to give up the position of patriarch to Wen Xingsi.

But Wen Xingsi did not agree, not because he was unkind, but because there were not many people with spiritual roots in Shiping Village, and a few of them were also poor spiritual roots. It takes hard work, not to mention raising one more person who is destined not to go far on the road of cultivating immortality.

Wen Xingsi tried hard to persuade, but since ancient times the most difficult thing to give up is fame, wealth and longevity, and now longevity is in sight!
The villagers have tested their spiritual roots. There are 3 people with spiritual roots in the village, one is very old, one is in the prime of life, and the third is a child who is still breastfeeding.They all have the worst multi-spiritual roots, their spiritual roots are mottled and small, and it is impossible to break through the Qi training period in this life.

Wen Xingsi explained the situation one by one, and several people including their family members begged bitterly: "I only want to cultivate immortality, not results."

When the matter developed to such a point, Wen Xingsi left the basic cultivation method and promised: "If any of you can draw Qi into the body, please contact me and I will pick him up."

He explained the knowledge of cultivation in detail again, confirmed that they all understood, left the contact method, and left a certain guarantee in the village before leaving.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is so rare that it is almost non-existent, but the initial stage of drawing energy into the body can still be achieved. If someone can really achieve it, even if his talent is limited, his perseverance is worthy of admiration.Wen Xingsi is also willing to give such a person a hand, because he is afraid that after he embarks on the road of cultivating immortals, he will regret taking such a road if he finds that he can only stop at Qi training in the future.

After leaving Shiping Village, Wen Xingsi did not immediately return to the world of cultivating immortals, but walked around the world of mortals.The mortal world here is no different from the ordinary world. Perhaps it is because the family background of the immortal world has solidified, so the mortal world does not know that the immortal world really exists, and they only regard what happened in the past as a myth.

Wen Xingsi walked through the villages and towns, saw the bustling streets, and also passed through the sparsely populated wilderness.Plants grow in spring and fall in autumn, life and death reincarnate, prosperity and barrenness are only a moment, and everything is like this in time.

Today's ocean may be tomorrow's mountain, today's grandson of the past may be just an ordinary citizen in the future, today's joyful may be sold into slavery tomorrow, and the sad and weeping may have blessings in the future.

Fate has long been doomed, who can tell!

Wen Xingsi felt that his thoughts were wandering and his cultivation was also loosened.At that time, he was sitting at a stall eating dumplings from a rough bowl. Opposite the stall was a wealthy and tall restaurant.There are also visitors coming and going on both sides, and the door is full of guests, but they are entertaining people of different grades.

With a heartbeat, Wen Xingsi suddenly had an idea to make more immortals appear in the mortal world.

This idea came out of the blue, more like a whim, but Wen Xingsi did not reject it, not to mention his own wishes, but his original identity as the Son of Heaven, he also felt that Heaven would not give him too bad a result.

Eating dumplings slowly, Wen Xingsi saw commotion in front of him.The strong man at the table next to him was also curious, and discussed with his friend: "Then there are people around again, and I don't know what notice the government posted."

"What kind of notice could it be?" Another burly man said violently, "It's just a matter of service and tax collection. Anyway, it always takes money from us."

Sitting at this table, except for Wen Xingsi, the others are all poor people. Everyone is deeply touched by this, but there is nothing they can do. They can only complain to the people around them, and what they should do or have to do later.

In the middle of their discussion, a scholar in a long gown came over and said, "This time I'm not taking money."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone became interested. As long as they didn't collect money, they could gossip boldly.Wen Xingsi also looked up. Although the scholar was wearing a long gown, the clothes were washed white, and the sleeves were so short that the owner felt a little cramped.

The strong man at the table next to Wen Xingsi greeted: "Qingyun, tell me, if you are not collecting money this time, what are you doing?"

That Qingzhu didn't dislike it when he heard the greeting, so he sat down and explained to everyone, "It's the emperor who wants to find immortals across the country to practice longevity pills. The notice said that you can get 100 taels of silver for recommending an immortal, and even the immortal will be banned." Entitled to be a national teacher and share the country with the emperor."

"Ah, this is great. I dare not think about it. If I had these 100 taels, I could send my son to school!" One person thought.

Immediately, someone laughed at him, "How dare you think, which immortal do you know? If you recommend a fake immortal, the emperor will definitely kill your whole family."

"No, it's not just the whole family. I heard that the most serious ones have to kill many people. That's all, the Nine Clans, yes, those who want to kill the Nine Clans. Isn't that right, Qingzhu?"

Qingzhu said: "Yes, it is serious to punish the Nine Clans."

As soon as I said this, I didn't dare to think about it anymore. The 100 taels were destined to have nothing to do with me.

Wen Xingsi just smiled when he heard these discussions, settled the bill and left.

(End of this chapter)