Cultivate with an African God

It was also dusk when he arrived at Changgeng Hall this time.

The light of the setting sun was much gentler and dimmer than that of the original autumn, and two long figures were drawn down on the ground.

——This time outside Chang Geng Hall, there were actually two people.

One is an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a half-new and loose Taoist robe, and there is nothing special about his body. The other is a young man with a feminine face and a bit of a strange temperament. Mu Xinghe always feels that there is something wrong with him. I've seen him, but I can't figure it out.

The two of them were playing chess, and the aura floating between them was so faint and silent that even Mu Xinghe didn't dare to make a sound to break it.

The sun sinks slowly to the west.

The old man suddenly spoke, breaking the silence outside Chang Geng Hall: "You lost again."

The young man lowered his head, but his complexion didn't change much, and said: "The master's chess skills are superb, the junior feels ashamed."

"It's all stinky chess baskets, why is it high or low," the headmaster said indifferently, "If you don't feel calm in your heart, you can't think about it."

The young man sighed, and said: "I really want to find an epiphany here..."

"It's just a difficult state of mind, a hard knot in my heart, and I want to use the magic circle in the Changgeng Palace to avoid it," the head of the sect said clearly, but smiled slightly, and said lazily, "An old man said, you are hurt by your apprentice like this. Just find another apprentice."

The young man remained silent.

But the old man raised his head, looked at Mu Xinghe, and smiled at the young man: "Look at the kid behind you, although he is very different from Shen Xiu, he is also a good man."

Mu Xinghe suddenly understood at this time - it turned out that this young man was the poor master who was seriously injured by the sword of Shen Xiu, an unworthy disciple.There are too many legends about this matter, even Mu Xinghe knows that his name is Ji Wang, he is the master of Jindan, and he only accepted Shen Xiu as a disciple.

But Ji Wang didn't even look at him, and his tone was still cold and indifferent, without any disturbance, he said, "I won't accept disciples anymore."

This person's attitude is resolute, there is no room for maneuver, the head of the sect didn't look angry at all, on the contrary, he understood his temperament very well, and said slowly: "You can't calm down for a long time, and you don't want to let go of this matter, why don't you go If you walk around the Fenghai Realm and look at it for decades, maybe you can understand everything."

Ji Wang, who had been expressionless all the time, sighed softly at this moment. This sigh was very complicated, like relief, but also like it was difficult to let go. Mu Xinghe was still in a trance, but Ji Wang had returned to his original indifferent demeanor, and replied: "good."

After he finished answering, he seemed to have nothing to say, stood up and bid farewell to the head.

The master just waved his hand and said: "Old rules, don't forget."

Ji Wang answered "Yes" again, and walked straight away, without even looking at Mu Xinghe as he walked past.

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about how to gossip about this conversation, but the headmaster suddenly opened his mouth to him, and that sentence shocked him so much that he forgot to ask——

"Have you seen Shen Xiu?"

Mu Xinghe was caught off guard by the question, but he quickly realized that there was nothing to hide, so he quickly answered yes.

"A few days ago, someone said that there was a technique of turning demons with talisman paper. The old man had never heard of it, and he thought it was probably your fault."

After hearing this, Mu Xinghe could only laugh dryly.

He figured it out from this sentence. It is said that the sect master's skill attainment is one of the best in the cultivation world. If there is something inexplicably never heard of such as the technique of turning demons with talismans, someone will naturally report to him. At the beginning, he confessed that when he came out of Mei Tingxue's courtyard, what happened at the same time was what happened on Shen Xiu's side. If he knew a little about them, it would not be difficult to deduce that he actually met Shen Xiu.

It's just that Mu Xinghe's suspicion lies in why the head of the sect suddenly asked him about Shen Xiu. It stands to reason that even if the two of them met, they should have no connection, and there seemed to be nothing to ask afterwards.

However, the leader did not ask anything, and said: "He didn't kill you, so he is doing well now."

The more Mu Xinghe listened, the more confused he became. Even if the other party was the sect leader, he couldn't stop him from asking: "Well, senior sect master, why didn't he kill me? Is he doing well now?"

At this moment, the head finally didn't hold back, and smiled: "He is a Yunfu traitor, and he is at odds with the Yunfu faction. He let you go, which shows that he is still very free. He can kill as much as he likes, and let him go as soon as he likes."

Mu Xinghe let out an "ah", half-understood.

The head of the sect didn't want to talk about it in depth, so he asked instead: "Have you experienced some experience, what can you gain?"

Mu Xinghe knew that he would definitely have to make a work report—even if the head didn't seem to care much, since he asked the head to ask something, he still had to do some communication at this level.

He briefly talked about what happened to him, what happened in the Meiting Snow Cave Mansion, because the puzzle had been solved, he was not interested, and he didn't say much, and then he said that Shen Xiu was plotted, and he escaped using a talisman to prevent revenge. At the time, the head of the sect was originally listless, but when he heard this, he suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Why is this?"

Mu Xinghe didn't say anything about the system just now, and the talisman he just said came from an adventure. Now the headmaster asked him why he came here, and he just smiled and said that Shen Xiu is a traitor to Yunfu, and he wants to get rid of Yunfu. If it was a lie, the sect leader didn't care about it, he just said lightly that you could not offend him in the first place.

Mu Xinghe knew this matter from the bottom of his heart—a bit regretful, but not regretful.

He did what he did, and even if Shen Xiu remembered that he hated him and wanted to take revenge on him, he was unwilling to explain that his heart was not like this.Of course, it is best for him never to meet Shen Xiu.

He remembered the matter of Yuquan Valley very clearly, and he had a lot of doubts, so he explained it in more detail. When he mentioned that he went to find his teacher Yiguang, the headmaster suddenly smiled: "So he is here."

In fact, Mu Xinghe was a little bored when he was talking, and when he heard the head suddenly interjected, he regained his energy: "Does the head know senior teacher?"

The master slowly put away the messy chess pieces on the chessboard, and said: "Shi Yiguang and I are of the same generation. Although I don't have a deep friendship with him, the things he caused back then were not small, and I still remember them vividly." new."

Mu Xinghe sat down consciously and listened attentively.

"Shi Yiguang used to be a disciple of the Xuanshuo Sect. At that time, the Yunfu Sect was not as powerful as it is now, and the Xuanshuo Sect was the leader of the Taoist sect in this world. Back then, the Xuanshuo Sect defeated the Demon Sect, and the sect's grand ceremony was well-known. In the first battle of Zong, he stole the magic sword Wei Ke. In fact, Shi Yiguang did not understand swordsmanship. He handed Wei Ke over, or explained the reason clearly. Naturally, it would be easy to solve it. However, he was in the Xuanshuo sect, arguing with the seniors of the sect. For three days, he tried to make sure that his actions did not violate the sect's rules. Although those people were often silenced, they finally expelled him from the sect for disrespecting the teacher."

"Shi Yiguang was expelled by the Xuanshuo faction, and he stole the magic sword. The enemy has nothing to do. Everyone thought that he was exiled in the world and died soon. Never thought that he would reappear in the world after more than a hundred years, and the magic sword turned into Man, whose name is Wei Ke, these two people are making troubles everywhere, but they seem not to violate morality, but no one can control them. Wei Ke was originally a magic sword made of human sacrifices, with a blood feud in his body, and later the magic sword was killed Deceiving the mind, there was another bloody storm. Under the siege of the crowd, Shi Yiguang tried his best to protect him. As a result, when Shi Yiguang was protecting him, it was Wei Ke who struck with a sword and seriously injured Shi Yiguang. Shi Yiguang was seriously injured In the middle, I tried my best to seal Dangerous Ke, and disappeared again with the remaining power of the demon sword."

Mu Xinghe said "Ah", this Shi Yiguang grew flowers and plants in Yuquan Valley, and he looked so peaceful in the past, but he didn't expect to be so messy when he was young.

He said a few more paragraphs later, talking about the restriction set by Shi Yiguang, the headmaster nodded and said calmly: "What he should study is the way of life, so naturally he won't kill people lightly."

Mu Xinghe had some doubts about the existence of Jade Spring Valley, and the leader replied that the Jade Spring Valley world should be space fragments wandering in various worlds.

Seeing that Mu Xinghe didn't understand very well, he continued to explain.According to him, there are many small worlds in the world of cultivation. With a certain level of cultivation, Taoists often travel to different worlds, and they are more powerful. They can create some small worlds, and a large sect can even control one of them. Small thousand worlds, as the source of rich resources in the big sect, the sea of ​​wind mentioned by him and Ji Wang just now is one of the small worlds belonging to Yunfu.

Later, Mu Xinghe asked some questions about other worlds, but unfortunately, the world he was originally in should not be included in those small worlds - the head of the sect is well-informed and has been to many worlds, and those worlds are different , but they all have one thing in common: they all have their own power system, whether it is his current practice or the martial arts world where warriors run rampant, they all divide power by different realms. His original world was by no means a genre.

After listening to Mu Xinghe, he looked at the head of the sect and asked again: "Then why doesn't the head go to other worlds to practice?"

The headman looked up at him, lazily as if extremely tired: "You think I don't want to? It's just that they have all gone out to experience hundreds of thousands of years, so there must be someone watching the big clouds, right?"

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about it, but the sect leader had already turned his eyes away, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside, his tone was gentle and eloquent: "Thousands of years, Yunfu's disciples come and go, there must be someone guarding Yunfu, waiting for them to come back .”

People in the world would probably always think that being the head of the sect is one of the most powerful and proud, but Mu Xinghe can vaguely hear the loneliness and determination in the plain words of the head.

Mu Xinghe was speechless for a while, just watched the sun sinking quietly with the sect leader, and listened to the wind blowing in his ears.

Afterwards, Mu Xinghe brought up his confusion in practice, but the sect leader didn't explain it one by one. He only said that this kind of confusion is also a part of practice, and he needs to realize it by himself to get the true knowledge.

He also said that his actions were too risky, and he had to restrain himself a bit in the future.

Mu Xinghe felt that this was indeed the case, so he agreed with a dry smile.He felt that there was nothing else he wanted to ask, it was getting late, and he couldn't bother the old man anymore, so he bid farewell to the head.

At this time, the head suddenly asked: "What did you understand when you went down the mountain this time?"

In fact, Mu Xinghe had only been down the mountain for a few months, but he seemed to have experienced a lot.I have seen the courtyard where the redbud flowers are falling, the deep valleys where the birds are singing, the misty rain in the spring mountains, the joy in the world, enemies and friends.

I have met many different people on the path of cultivation.

Mu Xinghe thought for a while and replied: "I seem to understand a little bit, but I don't seem to understand anything."

He understands that this road is not so simple, so he can go on it as a matter of course, and understands that he will encounter many difficulties and dangers in the future, not only from the surrounding environment, but also from himself.Everyone is like this, no one can avoid it.

But he doesn't quite understand what is the destiny and what is the way of heaven.

Probably do not want to understand.

He heard the headmaster chuckle in a low voice, but he didn't answer him again.

The night fell silently.

After all, Mu Xinghe still didn't have the chance to ask the leader what he said about going down the mountain to find an opportunity, what exactly was that opportunity, and whether he found it.But Mu Xinghe did gain something this trip, so he didn't pay too much attention to this kind of problem.

The head of the sect didn't interfere much with his personal life, didn't ask any secrets, and didn't comment much on his practice. After talking for a long time, he only gave a few instructions.

One is to go to the Body Tempering Cave to consolidate the realm, and the other is to go to the Yunjingtai for a walk before going to the Body Tempering Cave on the fifteenth day of this month.

There were a lot of people at Yunjingtai that day, even though Mu Xinghe had been away from Yunfu for a long time, he knew it was not normal.

Out of curiosity, Mu Xinghe searched around, and found that this day was really unusual—ordinarily, those who came to Yunjingtai to preach might be seniors at the soul-forming stage, or seniors at the soul-refining stage, but those with golden elixir and above It is rare to see the master preaching for several years.

Today, the speaker is not only a master of Jindan, but also the head of the famous Tianji Peak!

The first seat on Tianji Peak was Ji Wang whom Mu Xinghe had seen a few days ago.

Mu Xinghe caught someone before and asked about today's situation. That person was very excited to see Ji Wang, and kept gossiping with him: "Originally, the Yunfu Sect is so big, and the skills are so strong, there are only a dozen or so Jindan and above. Strong, and Master Ji is not an ordinary Golden Core Grandmaster. He became famous at a young age. Dao seems to be leaving Yunfu for a long time, according to the rules of the sect, he had to come. This opportunity is not only once in a thousand years, but at least once in a hundred years. I have been a beginner for [-] or [-] years, and this is the first time I see him preaching. ..."

Mu Xinghe couldn't help agreeing, nodding repeatedly in agreement.

The senior brother's excitement was justified. Not long after Ji Wang spoke, Mu Xinghe could feel that his understanding of cultivation was far superior to those who preached before.Ji Wang's cultivation level of the golden elixir, but when it comes to the key points of qi training and the movement of true qi, he is at his fingertips, and he has reached a state of profound understanding of various principles. He talked about qi training all the way to the golden elixir, After talking for a day and a night, no one chatted, and no one left the table.

They didn't even dare to breathe disorderly, for fear that they would miss something if they lost their minds. Ji Wang talked for a day and a night, and they sat there for a day and a night, listening to him quietly without blinking.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that the disciples dared to let out a sigh of relief.

Ordinary preachers would ask the disciples what they didn't understand by the way, and even talk to the disciples a few words, but this Ji Wang, when he finished speaking, he finished speaking, and he was about to leave.

Of course, no one dared to question it, and everyone was still immersed in his words before, unable to recover for a long time.

Mu Xinghe also recalled the key points and realizations he had narrated before for a long time. After a while, the cold and expressionless face on the Yunjing platform suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered a strange question.

"Brother, tell me, isn't Uncle Ji his former apprentice, Shen Xiu? What can these two of them do together? Freeze each other?"

But that senior brother's eyes widened, as if he was saying something particularly exaggerated and unbelievable: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother Shen Xiu... is very gentle and easy to get along with and loves to joke."

Mu Xinghe's eyes widened accordingly. What this senior brother said was indeed an exaggerated and unbelievable thing to him.

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Mu Xinghe: I recalled it carefully, it seems that he really made a joke.But his kind of jokes, I would rather he has a dead face...

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Because I haven't written the outline of this volume yet, I decided not to update it tomorrow!