Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

On the way back, Han Shaoqing once again proposed the plan of going into the mountains.

Xing Yun did not stop them, but thinking of their last battle with the thorny pig, he said solemnly: "The last time we went into the mountains, in the battle with the thorny pig, I discovered our shortcomings."

Han Shaoqing thought back to the battle of that day, and found most of it remarkable, so he agreed with Xing Yun's opinion.

Then he seriously suggested: "We need to fight more in the future so that we can learn from them."

Xing Yun also thought Han Shaoqing's suggestion was good, but he still said, "I think it's still because of the lack of skills."

Han Shaoqing looked at Xing Yun in confusion and asked in confusion, "Kung Fu method."

Xing Yun looked towards the distant jungle with a dim gaze, nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes, it's a technique. I saw you fighting that day, and you used some fighting techniques." Then he carefully glanced at Han Shaoqing and asked cautiously: "Don't you practice the Han family's techniques?"

Han Shaoqing was a little confused when he heard it. He frowned and looked through the original owner's memory before finding the relevant memory.

The original owner was mocked by the Han family after the test showed that he had useless spiritual roots. After his mother passed away, the family stopped providing for him, and no one cared about him anymore. He was also not allowed to enter the Han family's martial arts storehouse, so Han Shaoqin had no way of knowing about the Han family's martial arts.

Thinking of this, Han Shaoqing was even more amazed at the shamelessness of the Han family. The original owner's mother Cheng Xinnan had given the Han family so many cultivation and alchemy books, but Han Shaoqing had a hard time even taking a look at them.

But I really raised an ungrateful person!

Occasionally, Han Shaoqin would ask around for a technique that suited him, but he never found one. This was one of the reasons. Another reason was that the techniques were too expensive, and he was short of money, so he never owned one.

Therefore, Han Shaoqing has always been gaining experience from battles.

Never dare to slack off even a little bit.

After Han Shaoqing received the memories, he ignored the very little inquiries.

Han Shaoqing smiled sarcastically and said, "No."

After hearing this, Xing Yun immediately said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Han Shaoqing said with a smile, "There's nothing to apologize for. It's not you who should apologize." One day, he will take back everything that Cheng Xinnan gave to the Han family, so he changed the question: "What about you!"

Xing Yun said with a frustrated look: "As for me! I only knew how to eat, drink and have fun before. I always thought there was still a lot of time, so I didn't pay much attention and didn't remember much."

Xing Yun's ears turned red with shame when he said this. He didn't dare to look at Han Shaoqing. He lowered his head and looked at his feet rubbing against the ground unconsciously. He whispered, "I couldn't touch it anymore after that!"

Han Shaoqing went over it in his mind and decided that after settling down, the most important thing for them was to find a set of martial arts techniques.

This is the shortcoming that both of them lack at the moment.

But he still comforted Xing Yun and said, "You still remember some, which is enough. I will find you a better one in the future. We don't need them."

Xing Yun did not hear Han Shaoqing's accusation, and his heart was filled with sadness. His tolerance made him nod subconsciously.

Now that you know your shortcomings, you need to make up for them elsewhere.

Although Han Shaoqing still wanted to continue exploring the Qingyuan Mountains, he would not go in blindly.

After the last battle with the thorny pig, Han Shaoqing also deeply realized the insufficiency of his own strength. It was better to calm down and summarize the experience of the last battle.

He chose to retreat.

Since he has no shortage of spirit stones for cultivation, he will first improve his own spiritual power.

This retreat lasts for one month.

Xing Yun also insists on exercising every day and occasionally goes to the fields to take a look.

The tender shoots in the ground have grown as tall as Xing Yun’s calves.

Watching them grow a little bit every day, Xing Yun felt as if he was seeing them making a little progress every day.

Watching their changes, Xing Yun has a smile on his face every day.

The people in the village also learned from Xing Yun that Han Shaoqing was in seclusion. Thinking of what Han Shaoqing said last time, that Xing Yun was supporting him, they believed it even more and began to envy him very much, but no one came to disturb him.

They still repeat their actions day after day.

After a month of seclusion, Han Shaoqing's mental state has improved greatly.

They went into the mountains again.

Xing Yun did not stop him this time. He would not stop Han Shaoqing from becoming stronger.

Han Shaoqing held Xing Yun's hand and walked carefully in the jungle.

Han Shaoqing looked at a tree in front of him with more than a dozen fruits hanging on it. He frowned and asked, "These fruits look like the dates you brought back last time!"

Xing Yun nodded, frowned and thought for a while, then he suddenly realized something, looked at the fruit on the tree with surprise and said: "It should be Qingyun fruit, a first-class spiritual fruit. This is much better than the previous green dates."

Han Shaoqing smiled and said, "It seems that we will have good luck this time."

Xing Yun also smiled and said, "Yes. This is a good start."

Han Shaoqing looked eager to climb the tree to pick fruit, and said in a very natural tone: "Xing Yun, are you waiting down there, or do you also want to climb the tree to pick fruit?" In fact, he had an answer in his heart, he was just asking.

If he remembered correctly, Xing Yun was quite good at climbing trees.

Since he is so good at climbing trees, I guess he must have gotten into a lot of trouble in the past.

Xing Yun said without hesitation: "I want to climb the tree and pick fruit, too."

When Han Shaoqing heard Xing Yun's answer, he nodded in understanding.

I thought to myself: I was right, Xing Yun would definitely choose to climb a tree.

The two men quickly climbed up the tree and reached out to pick the fruit, but they heard roars and cries of blood coming from afar, and they paused.

Han Shaoqing looked up and saw a blue bird flying towards them quickly. The fruit on this tree had always been regarded as the property of this blue bird.

Now, they touched something that belonged to it, which made it so angry.

Han Shaoqing quickly took out a sword, handed the storage bag to Xing Yun, and said with full fighting spirit: "Xing Yun, you pick the fruit, and I will deal with it."

Xing Yun took the storage bag and said "hmm" seriously. Then he started picking Qingyun fruit.

When Bluebird saw this, she screamed again and tried to stop them, but this time Xing Yun did not stop.

The blue bird flew over, and Han Shaoqing attacked it.

This time, their cultivation levels were equal, and both sides were evenly matched. Qingniao could not move forward, and Han Shaoqing did not retreat a single step.

The bluebird could only watch as Xing Yun picked the spiritual fruit that belonged to him.

When the blue bird saw that they had taken the spiritual fruit, it stopped fighting with Han Shaoqing and turned around and flew away.

Han Shaoqing saw the blue bird fly away, then he looked at Xing Yun and smiled: "I said, we are lucky this time."

Xing Yun smiled and said sincerely: "Yes! I hope my luck will be this good every time in the future."

Afterwards, they continued to walk around the mountain while eating the Qingyun fruit they had just picked. Han Shaoqing would collect any spiritual fruit he saw along the way and save it for them to eat later.

Han Shaoqing walked around inside for a few times, but still couldn't figure out where the strange feeling in his heart came from.

Han Shaoqing told Xing Yun about this matter and said in confusion: "Xing Yun, tell me, is my feeling wrong or is it just not meant for me? Otherwise, why is it like this?"

Xing Yun tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Since I have a feeling, how can I have no connection with you? I don't have the kind of attraction you said. Since you have a strange feeling about this place, it should be correct. We can first ask the villagers about the situation, maybe they will know something!"

Han Shaoqing frowned and thought for a while, then said helplessly: "This is the only way for now."

They have searched the forest twice, but still have no clue. Instead of searching aimlessly, it is better to get information first.

This way they won't be searching like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The two of them wandered in the forest for a while, and when they saw that the time was almost up, they went back.

By the time they came out of the forest, it was already dark.

The two times they went into the mountains, they were avoiding the people in the village, so they didn't know.

The next day, after dinner, Han Shaoqing appeared in the center of the village again. A group of people were sitting on the roadside at the intersection in the center of the village, enjoying the cool air and chatting.

Because they were recognized by most of the villagers, Han Shaoqing would talk about the Qingyuan Mountains intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Shaoqing once again unintentionally asked the older people about the situation in the Qingyuan Mountains: "Uncle Dagen, are there any wild animals on the Qingyuan Mountains?"

Uncle Dagen looked at Han Shaoqing suspiciously, frowned and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Han Shaoqing looked at the Qingyuan Mountains and said jokingly, "I have almost finished my housework. I have been idle recently. I can't stay at home with my husband every day, so I thought about going into the mountains to hunt some game to taste."

Uncle Dagen put away his solemnity, looked at Han Shaoqing with amusement and shook his head, and reminded him lightly: "There are a lot of game in the mountains, but the game in the mountains is very sensitive and difficult to hunt."

Han Shaoqing listened and said a little embarrassedly: "To be honest, I am also a cultivator, although my strength is relatively low. But I think it should be possible to hunt one or two wild game."

Uncle Da Gen immediately looked at Han Shao Qing with a surprised look. Seeing this, Han Shao Qing asked innocently, "What's wrong, Uncle Da Gen?"

Uncle Da Gen shook his head and sighed, "It has been a long time since any monks came to our Qingyuan Village."

When Han Shaoqing heard what Uncle Dagen said, he recalled what a villager had said when the village chief took them to see the land. He couldn't help but frowned and asked in confusion: "Uncle Dagen, have cultivators come to Qingyuan Village before? Didn't they say that outsiders can't enter Qingyuan Village?!"

Uncle Da Gen seemed to be lost in a memory of the past. He sighed softly and said helplessly, "When I was young, many monks came to us and said that we had rare treasures."

Han Shaoqing heard this and immediately felt that his feeling was indeed correct. He did not interrupt Uncle Dagen and continued to listen carefully. Uncle Dagen paused for a while and then continued.

“Back then, it was so lively here.”

“But they searched here for a long time and didn’t find any trace of the rare treasure.

"They suspected each other that someone had hidden it. At that time, if anyone made a small move, others would become suspicious. And the person who was suspected would die within a few days."

Uncle Da Gen's pair of vicissitudes of life eyes seem to pass through the long river of time and see the thrilling time again.

Or maybe he really was powerless and could only sigh with regret before slowly continuing to talk about the past.

"But, in the end, they searched for a long time but couldn't find the so-called rare treasure. Gradually, they left us."

"But they were unwilling to give up, so they set up a formation to prevent people outside from knowing that this place exists."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

The younger generation asked with great interest: "Uncle Dagen, do we have any rare treasures here?

Uncle Da Gen shook his head sadly, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What is there? If there is, it will be your turn."

Han Shaoqing held a different view. He frowned and looked at Uncle Dagen and asked, "Uncle Dagen, when did that happen?"

Uncle Da Gen thought for a moment and gave a time: "Almost three hundred years."

The villagers in Qingyuan Village have a lifespan of about three hundred years because they eat magical rice and magical plants every day.

The people present immediately sighed: "It's been so long."

Uncle Da Gen nodded and said calmly: "Even if there was anything, it would have turned to ashes long ago."

Han Shaoqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Qingyuan Mountains not far away.

He always felt that the thing should still be there, that is, the rare treasure that Uncle Da Gen just mentioned was attracting him, but they just couldn't find it.

He can't find it yet.

Moreover, those who came before were not aimless people, they always had some roots or basis. It's just that the villagers in the village don't know.

However, after three hundred years, no one has found it yet.

All we can say is that that opportunity is destined not to belong to them.

Han Shaoqing asked some more questions, and seeing that they really didn't know, he was sure that they really didn't know the secret of Qingyuan Mountain.

The next day.

Han Shaoqing got some useful information from the villagers and once again entered the Qingshan Mountains.

Han Shaoqing and Xing Yun were walking in the jungle.

They saw some swift hares and pheasants, and would hunt one or two from time to time.

They planned to wait until the evening when they came down the mountain to pretend that they were going hunting, in order to avoid the villagers' wild speculation and to prove that they were really going hunting.

They walked and stopped for the whole morning and searched the mountains carefully. They were almost climbing over the mountain, but still found nothing.

Han Shaoqing suddenly had a vague feeling in his heart that even if he transformed the entire mountain range, it would still be unknown.

Han Shaoqing went back and forth several times, and the feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. He always felt that something was missing, but he didn't know what it was.

Han Shaoqing told Xing Yun what he felt in his heart, frowned and looked at Xing Yun, and asked doubtfully: "Xing Yun, we have come in three times, but we just can't find it. Tell me, what is missing?"

Xing Yun was not surprised that there was no harvest again.

But he didn't want Han Shaoqing to keep frowning, so he said meaningfully: "It can't be that you are missing the key to guidance!"

After hearing Xing Yun's answer, Han Shaoqing murmured the word "key" and "key". Han Shaoqing murmured it several times but he had no idea.

Xing Yun saw that Han Shaoqing was still in the wrong place, so he said it more bluntly this time: "There are countless ways to cultivate immortality, not to mention rare treasures. If it were easy to find, it would have been taken away by people when it was born."

After hearing Xing Yun's words, Han Shaoqing's frown slowly relaxed and he smiled.

He was almost deceived by the villagers.

They have lived here for generations, so they should know something about the Qingyuan Mountains. But they know there are rare treasures in it, so even if they haven't found them, they will always feel unwilling, especially the young people. However, they are not curious about the Qingyuan Mountains, but are very indifferent.

This attitude is strange in itself, but I have been ignoring it all along.

The doubts in my heart have been resolved, so who has the key?

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