Wu Xie turned the robe into an old Taoist robe, inserted his hair in a bun with a branch, and carried an inferior whisk that took about twenty seconds to make, like a down-and-out Taoist priest, and walked leisurely in Wu'an County.

He's starting to travel again.

In the cultivation of the stage of seeing sexuality and seclusion, various exercises are different. For example, the Taishang Nine Turning Dan Sutra requires concentration on cultivation, perceiving the fluctuations of one's own soul between life and death again and again, and then collecting yin qi from the underworld, cooperating with one's own yang qi, and trying to cause a storm according to the fluctuation of one's soul.

It's a long process, and if you're lucky, you'll succeed eight times out of ten, and it's not surprising that you're unlucky enough to try thousands of times. But every time you fail, you will provide some valuable references, even if you have the worst qualifications and the worst luck, you will definitely be able to successfully trigger Gangfeng and step into the realm of refining Gang within two thousand times.

For a disciple with poor qualifications, it will take about half a month for one attempt, and it will take sixty or seventy years for two thousand attempts. Compared with the lifespan of three hundred years in the realm of Tongyun, this period of time is not too long, and it is completely still in the range of "diligence can make up for clumsiness" and the like - it is worthy of the supreme magic method that directly points to the ascension, step by step, and keeps moving forward.

However, Wu Jie's cultivation of the Fire Department Fa was completely different, it did not have a process of trying at all, it only required to continuously absorb the various Divine Flames of the Netherworld Realm, and after accumulating to a certain extent, it would naturally conflict with the Yang World Flames that had originally accumulated in the body. When hot and cold meet, it will naturally form a gangfeng, which is simple and clear.

It's just that the process of accumulation is not simple, the dark fire is not a good thing, it takes a lot of effort to absorb and accumulate, at most it is to accumulate a little bit every day, and it can be completed in half an hour at most. The rest of the time can only be used to stabilize the dark fire in the body, and then cultivate the spirit for tomorrow.

So during this period of time, Wu lifted his daily routine cultivation, because he had accumulated a lot of dark fire in his body, unless he fought with others, spells or swordsmanship, he couldn't practice, so the rest were idle.

He reads a lot of books, but he is always a little bored when he blindly reads. So I packed up and went down the mountain and started traveling again.

The principle of this trip was to use as many spells as possible, and to act as a mortal or the most martial artist. He didn't carry a medicine box, nor did he dress up as You Fang Langzhong as usual, but changed into the image of a down-and-out Taoist priest.

It is also very common for down-and-out Taoist priests to wander around, Wu Xie has learned a lot of Taoist content over the years, and there is quite a lot of ink in his stomach, and he looks decent.

Wu'an County is the closest city to Qingyang Mountain, which is simply equivalent to being built under the nose of Qingyang Temple. The inhabitants here are quite special, many of them are unsuccessful or their descendants, and every 60 years, they will go to the mountains and forests to the west under the guidance of the fairy Yuan bamboo plaque, and step into the "Qingniu Town" transformed by the magic weapon, and pursue the ideal that has been dreamed of for generations.

Because of this, there are many talented people living in this small county. For example, many people who pursued the immortal fate with Wu Xie and them but did not succeed at the beginning lived here.

Wu Xie sat at a stall on the street, drinking hot tea and watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street.

Now it is almost the lunar month, and it is gradually falling into the most lively and busiest time of the year. The population of Wu'an County has increased considerably, and many merchants from other places have also appeared.

Merchants are profit-seeking, as long as there is enough profit, they don't care if this is the foot of the fairy mountain or the entrance to the underworld!

After drinking a cup of tea and eating a plate of brown sugar steamed buns, Wu Jie's eyes suddenly lit up and saw a vendor who he missed a lot.

He didn't know the vendor, but he knew the vendor's sign.

Bee sugar osmanthus cake!

"Look, the third child is selling osmanthus cakes again! I haven't seen it in years! ”

"What's so rare about osmanthus cake? I'm tired of eating. "Du Ruo is not the ignorant girl who can't help but drool when she smells the sweetness, over the years, she has been trained to become an excellent pastry chef, although she only specializes in sweets, but in the field of sweets, she is like a grandmaster - probably higher than her achievements in martial arts.

The osmanthus cake that made her eat happily at the beginning, now she can't look at it anymore!

Wu Xie smiled when he heard this, paid the bill casually, and then walked to the vendor and asked the price.

The osmanthus cake here is much cheaper than the one you bought at the beginning, and you can buy four catties for one or two pieces of silver.

He pretended to be a down-and-out Taoist at the moment, so it was naturally impossible to take out a tael of silver casually, so after "hesitating again and again", he took out the money bag, carefully counted out ten copper coins with five folds, handed them to the vendor, and bought two taels of hot osmanthus cakes.

Walking and eating the osmanthus cake, Wu Jie's thoughts once again traveled through the two worlds, recalling his life on the earth.

It has been more than twenty years since I crossed over by myself. I wonder if the osmanthus tree in Ludao's hometown is still growing luxuriantly? I wonder if there are still people selling osmanthus cakes in the streets and alleys of Langdao? I wonder if Lu Dao's parents are still alive? Is the second old man okay? I wonder if the younger brother who went straight to the computer after finishing his homework and fought against the stars online with others was promising? Are you already married? Is it still filial to the second elder?

Alas......

"Homesick again?" Du Ruo was the only person in the Heavenly Book World Realm who could understand Wu Jie's homesickness, and when he saw that he suddenly became melancholy, he said with relief, "As long as you have a profound Taoism, you will have to go back one day sooner or later, don't worry too much." ”

"That being said......"

"Remember that Divine Monarch senior who came from the same place as you? He must have spent about the same time there as you did, right? But the time between the two of you in this world is not known how many years apart...... It can be seen that the time on these two sides should not be hooked, maybe you will one day cultivate the supreme supernatural power and go back, and only a few days have passed at home! ”

Wu Xie couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Thank you!"

"What is there to thank between our sister and brother! Fourth, you have to cheer up, cultivate to the supreme supernatural power as soon as possible, sister, I will follow the light! ”

Wu Xie was about to say something more, when suddenly a figure flashed in the corner of his eye, and a little child ran from out of nowhere and slammed into him.

His strength was far beyond that of an extraordinary man, and the boy crashed into it as if he had hit a big rock, and he immediately fell to the ground, not lightly.

Wu Xie was startled, and hurriedly attached himself to pull the child up, by the way to see if he was injured, but unexpectedly, the child ignored him completely, turned over and got up, and hurriedly staggered away, without stopping at all.

As a result, he was stunned, hesitated for a while, and then shook his head and smiled.

"Even if you steal the money bag, you don't have to run that fast......

"Master, chase after you!" Jasmine exclaimed anxiously, "This boy who doesn't know how to live or die dares to steal your money!" Be sure to catch up with him, cut off his hands, tie him to a stake, coat his wounds with honey, and put a nest of ants to eat! ”

“…… There are less than 300 Wen left in that money bag, as for doing such a crazy thing for this money? ”

"It's not a matter of money, it's a matter of face!" Jasmine shouted angrily, "This is a provocation to us!" If we don't fight back fiercely, how can we show our majesty! ”

“…… Majesty? Do I have that kind of thing? ”

"Probably not, I haven't seen it anyway." Du Ruo shook his head, casually threw a very thin piece of sugar into his mouth, and turned his head to look at Du Xin.

"No, very easygoing."

Jasmine was so angry by the uncooperative appearance of the three companions that she was so angry that there was already green smoke rising above her head, and her voice sounded like thunder: "It's because you always laugh like this that you don't have majesty!" ”

"Since there is no majesty anymore, then forget it." Wu Xie really smiled again, "That kid is not easy, I am afraid that there is a big bruise on my body when I bump into it this time...... Think of it as earning him some hard-earned money. ”

Wu solved the matter, and Jasmine couldn't help it no matter how angry she was. So she had to spend her grief and anger as a meal, washed a large pile of hundred-year-old ginseng, sat under the tree and chewed it fiercely, just afraid that she had already regarded the little thief who didn't have long eyes as ginseng.

Wu Xie didn't care, so he casually found a corner, sat down against the wall, and ate osmanthus cake while basking in the sun.

After eating the two taels of osmanthus cake quickly, he dusted off his clothes and stood up, and was about to continue to set off, but saw a young man in his twentieth and fifth five years old walking back with the child just now.

"This Dao Chief, this kid stole your money bag just now!"

Wu Xie smiled when he heard this, and just wanted to say something that he didn't mind, but his heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely felt something, and looked at this young man carefully.

Look between the man's eyebrows...... Where does it seem to have been seen?

When the young man saw him like this, he couldn't help but wonder a little, and looked at him as well. After a while, he seemed to remember something, exclaimed, and asked cautiously: "May I ask the chief, did you pass by Tianhe City next to the Chaotian Gorge of the Xiaochijiang River with a woman in red ten years ago?" ”

Wu Xie recalled for a moment and nodded.

The young man suddenly looked a little nervous, and then he calmed down, and then asked in a low voice: "May I ask the chief, on the river beach outside the river city that day, did you ever capture a cult demon?" That night, did the woman who traveled with you infiltrate Tianhe City overnight and wiped out the lawless Flying Eagle Gang? ”

Wu Xie suddenly realized that he had found the young man's face from his memory.

"Aren't you the thinner of those two little Taoists! I haven't seen you for ten years, but I look a lot stronger! ”

When the young man heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, and he couldn't care about the little thief, so he knelt straight in front of Wu Jie: "The villain Qin Jing, since he witnessed the Daoist's world-beating magic ten years ago, he has been yearning for it!" Over the years, I have walked along the Xiaochijiang River and looked for the traces of the Taoist...... Seeking the Tao and thinking about the villain is sincere, and he gives a point or two in martial arts! ”

Wu Xie wanted to refuse, but looking at Qin Jing's face full of wind and frost, imagining that he had trekked along the Xiaochijiang River in the deep mountains and old forests in the past ten years, tracing his footprints with difficulty, and he didn't know how much suffering he had endured...... The words of rejection choked in his throat and could not be spoken.

"Ten years of hard work, how extraordinary is it!" He hesitated for a while, but after the last word, he nodded and helped Qin Jing up, "You have worked hard, and you can't live up to it...... Okay, Poor Dao will accept you as a disciple. ”