Seeking the Way of Immortality

Since entering Chu City, Wu Zheng seemed to have returned to the days when he became a mortal in his early years. The spiritual energy on his body disappeared, and he was just an ordinary citizen. In fact, cultivators cultivate immortals and act against the will of heaven. As long as they do not become immortals, they are mortals and do not need to imitate.

Especially Wu Zheng, who has been dealing with ordinary people for many years. When he casts spells, he is a killing god who suppresses one side. Without the aura of a cultivator, Wu Zheng is just an ordinary person. Everything is natural and there is no disharmony.

Just after sending Wang Hu and others away, Huang Shang's parents also came. Seeing Huang Dewu and his wife again, more than ten years have passed. Although the couple's bodies are still healthy, they have aged a lot. If it were not for the fact that Wang Laoshi is proficient in medicine now, and Wu Zheng left some elixirs and exercises before leaving, the couple also practiced, so overall it is not bad.

Seeing Wu Zheng again, the couple also felt a lot of emotion. More than ten years have passed, and the years have not left too many traces on Wu Zheng.

Because of Wu Zheng, they and Wang Laoshi became a family, and the fate of the family of three changed from then on. In addition to practicing calligraphy and carving, Wang Laoshi practiced martial arts and treated illnesses, and his life was quite abundant.

"Uncle, aunt." Wu Zheng stood up and saluted, a real junior etiquette.

Wang Laoshi was alone, and if it weren't for the care of Huang Dewu's family over the years, he wouldn't be what he is today!

"Get up, get up." Huang Dewu laughed and quickly helped Wu Zheng up.

"Yes." Wu Zheng stood up and called Huang Yu and Wu Xueting and Wu Tianci to introduce them one by one.

It was the first time that Huang Yu saw Wu Zheng so serious and serious. She knew that he regarded Wang Laoshi as a relative from the bottom of his heart, and immediately took Wu Xueting and her brother and sister to perform the junior etiquette.

After lunch, the old couple Huang Dewu went back in the afternoon. Huang Shang cleaned up the side room and gave it to Wu Zheng, Huang Yu and Wu Tianci's family of three to live in, while Wu Xueting lived with Wang Yuhan.

That night, the two brothers flew onto the roof, holding a jar of wine in their hands, drinking and chatting.

As the year draws to a close, thousands of lights are bright. Looking at the clusters of fire in the distance, Wu Zheng took a sip of wine. The life experience of a cultivator is hundreds of times more exciting than that of a mortal. Only he knows the dangers and difficulties.

Not everyone has such an opportunity as Wu Zheng. Many cultivators may not get a suitable practice in their entire lives. Being born as a human, no one lives easily. Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, the life they experience may be different, but in the end it is the same. No one can escape the cycle of heaven.

Along the way, sometimes looking back, if he had never embarked on the path of cultivation, maybe he could get married and have children like ordinary people, and have many children, or maybe he would follow Wang Laoshi's life trajectory and be alone for the rest of his life.

Wang Laoshi is no longer the muddleheaded Wang Laoshi. After practicing martial arts, calligraphy, carving, and medical skills, he has a quick mind and a great improvement in vision and knowledge. From the moment Wu Zheng left, he knew that the former Wang Laowu would never come back.

The two brothers chatted and fell silent, drinking continuously without saying a word.

The two women in the room also had their own thoughts and could not sleep all night. Huang Shang had her own thoughts, and Huang Yu had her own thoughts.

"Laowu, come on, keep drinking!" Wang Laoshi drank the wine in big gulps, his eyes looking into the distance.

Wu Zheng raised the wine jar in his hand, smiled, and continued to drink.

The wine was made from aged apricot blossoms, and it was very strong. Even though Wang Laoshi had practiced martial arts for a long time, he still couldn't stand it. He drank nearly three jars of wine and fell asleep directly. Wu Zheng carried Wang Laoshi into the house. He was still in a daze on the roof, suppressing his cultivation, just like an ordinary person. In a daze, Wu Zheng also felt a little drunk and lay on the roof.

In a daze, the lights of thousands of houses reappeared, floating in Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness. The stone tablet of "Taixu Lianshen Jue" was like a rock, standing still. With the rise and fall of the lights of thousands of houses, runes flashed on the stone tablet, which looked mysterious and extraordinary.

Wu Zheng had already begun to be confused at this moment, and he had no idea of ​​the changes in his sea of ​​consciousness. Endless streams of light gathered towards Wu Zheng from thousands of miles around. The worldly atmosphere was the foundation of ordinary people. The lights of thousands of houses obtained by chance were the greatest foundation of Wu Zheng's cultivation in this life.

The sea of ​​consciousness rose, and the stone tablet allowed the sea of ​​consciousness to rise and fall, always standing still. One stillness and one movement, one yin and one yang, Wu Zheng's soul grew stronger unconsciously.

In the Dantian Qi Sea, the sword spirit of the Red Emperor Sword, Yang Yong, the Ghost Fire God Vine, and the Purple Extreme Spear were all awakened by this great change.

"My goodness, no wonder Fellow Daoist Wu can get to this day!"

"What a thousand lights!"

In the Dantian Qi Sea, the lotus transformed by the Purple Sun True Flame bloomed in the Dantian, absorbing the power from the feedback of the thousand lights.

Today, the Purple Sun True Flame has six petals, and its power is unimaginable. At this time, coupled with the feedback of the thousands of lights, the Purple Sun True Flame seemed to be assisted by God, and another petal appeared between the six petals. Although it was only an illusory petal, it had already taken shape.

The night passed like this, with the sounds of roosters crowing one after another. The eastern sky was turning pale, and wisps of smoke were rising slowly. Wu Zheng also woke up from his coma, feeling refreshed. He looked into the distance, and even though he had suppressed his cultivation, his eyes could still see very far away.

The whole city of Chu was within his sight. Wu Zheng stood up and jumped up. In the yard, Huang Shang and Huang Yu had already gotten up and started to clean up the yard, sprinkle water, feed chickens, wash rice, and cook.

"Old Five, are you sober?"

"It's okay, sister-in-law."

Wu Zheng greeted and started to scoop water to wash his face. This was the most common thing, and he hadn't done it for many years. Huang Yu seemed to have completely integrated into the life of the village. Several adults got up, and the four little guys also got up from the bed.

Wu Xueting was older and had already started to help Huang Yu and Huang Shang with housework.

"Wu Zi, let's go, let's practice martial arts by the river!"

With Wang Laoshi's order, Wang Nianzheng and Wang Yuhan, brother and sister, immediately became energetic. Wu Zheng hugged Wu Tianci and followed to the river. It was called the river, but it was actually at the door.

Some young children and adult men in the village had already gathered by the river, as if it had become a habit.

When he entered the village, Wu Zheng had already discovered clues. More than ten years had passed, and although most of the villagers had aged a lot, they were in much better spirits than they were more than ten years ago. Obviously, Wang Laoshi did not keep his skills to himself, but taught his neighbors the martial arts he left behind.