After more than ten hours of long-distance flight, Mo Li, at Junci's repeated requests, finally decided to stop on a lonely mountain.

"Master Mo, you rest here for a while, and I'll go get something to eat. Junci hurriedly finished greeting, and hurriedly flew into the clouds, and the clairvoyant was full of firepower.

His eyes flashed with silver light, and soon Junci found a suitable target in the vast mountains, a two-person tall boar.

With a flick of his fingers, a compressed wind pill silently pierced the void and shot into the head of the boar who was rubbing grease under the pine tree.

The massive beast let out a dull wail and fell to the ground with a thud.

Junci quickly flew over, carrying the loot with his eyebrows fluttering, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

"Can you eat such a big pig, and what to do with the barren mountains and mountains?" Mo Li looked at the behemoth that Jun Ci was carrying behind his back, full of black lines.

Junci threw the boar to the ground with a smile, and said with relief: "Master Mo, just wait for a while, and I'll deal with the rest." ”

After speaking, Junci's right hand and fingers slashed through the boar's abdomen like a knife, and a large amount of blood and internal organs gushed out as if they had found a breakthrough.

Jun Ci quickly wrapped these filthy things with true yuan and threw them into the pit that had already been opened up by casting spells. Immediately afterwards, he unhurriedly condensed a ball of pure water to rinse the boar inside and out.

Chopping wood, lighting a fire, peeling the skin, watching Junci methodically use a bamboo pole to set the boar on the fire skillfully roasting, from time to time sprinkle a handful of pepper and salt, brush two handfuls of oil, and look dumbfounded.

After a while, a smell of meat wafted in the wind, Junci looked at the color of the barbecue, cut off a piece of ripe tendon meat, put it on a bamboo skewer and handed it to Mo Li on the side.

Chewing on the fragrant and elastic barbecue, Mo Li praised: "Where did you learn your skills as a chef?"

Jun Ci recalled the past when he made a barbecue feast for the enlightened beast in the Broken Void Sect, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile: "In my previous master's sect, I used to be a companion for a spirit beast for a long time in order to cultivate Vajra Fu. ”

"Is there such a thing?Why have you never heard of it?What sect did you study under before?How did you think of switching to the Lingxiao Sword Sect?" Jun Ci's words aroused Mo Li's great interest, and he couldn't help but ask inquiringly.

Jun Ci took a deep breath, knowing that Master Mo didn't ask these questions just out of curiosity, but more because he wanted to investigate his own details for the Great Elder, after all, with his current cultivation, he was already qualified enough to be included in the preparatory core of the sect, and the background assessment was a matter of time.

Thinking of this, Jun Ci couldn't help but tell how he joined the Void Breaking Sect by chance, and how he happened to be born in a shocking situation.

"I didn't expect you to have such a past, it's really hard for you. Mo Li looked at Junci, who looked back on the past and looked a little depressed, and patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"I swore that one day I would avenge Master and Senior Brother and let the blood of the enemy be sprinkled all over Wangwu Mountain. Jun Ci squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and silently took a bite of the roast pork leg in his hand.

The two of them bowed their heads in silence to eat, leaving only the whistling of the wild wind blowing through the valley.

In the time of a cup of tea, Mo Li only ate two pieces of barbecue, but Junci ate hundreds of catties of wild boars to the point that only a skeleton remained.

"Can you eat like this usual?" Mo Li looked curiously at Jun Ci's belly, which was not big at all.

"Maybe it's because of my supernatural ability to cultivate my body, I eat a little more than the average person, especially after this advanced fusion period, I seem to have become very hungry. Junci also muttered a little.

"It should be the Great Elder who forcibly elevated your realm and consumed a lot of your qi and blood, so your body's functional instincts need a lot of energy to replenish it. I knew that I would let you eat enough in the dining hall, after all, those spiritual foods are more nutritious than this roast boar. Mo Li analyzed with a smile.

Jun Ci smiled helplessly, unwilling to dwell on this matter, and changed the topic: "Master Mo, how long will it take to reach the former residence of the ancestor?"

Mo Li forgot to glance at the bones beside him, and said hesitantly: "If you travel day and night, you should be able to arrive in another three or four days." ”

"I didn't expect the ancestor's hometown to be so far away from the sect. Junci looked at the mountains in the distance.

Mo Li nodded and said, "Yes, according to legend, it took a whole year for the ancestor to walk from his hometown to the sect in order to cultivate the truth. ”

"Was the patriarch an ordinary person when he was learning art?" Jun Ci said in surprise.

"Well, according to legend, the patriarch was frail and sickly when he was young, so his parents found him a child daughter-in-law early, that is, his wife Guo Furui. It didn't take long for the two to give birth to a son, named Chen Haodong, and the family of three lived happily. But the good times didn't last long, a sudden plague took away the young life of his son, this scene hit the ancestor very hard, and he felt the impermanence of life and death resolutely decided to run away from home and look for the ethereal way of eternal life. Mo Li paused, organized his thoughts, and continued: "Originally, the ancestor and his old man's qualifications were not outstanding, and he was a mortal, so there was no way to pass the entrance assessment of the sect, but he did not give up, and silently knelt outside the mountain gate without eating or drinking for ten days and ten nights. In the end, the eighth generation of the head teacher at that time was moved by his desire to seek the Tao and decided to hire him exceptionally. ”

"I didn't expect the patriarch to cultivate immortals back then to be so difficult and bumpy. Junci sighed.

"This is just the beginning, because the patriarch's qualifications were too mediocre, and he practiced for more than 20 years before he stepped into the foundation building period, and many of his brothers and sisters at the same time had already succeeded in marrying Dan, so the patriarch at that time suffered from the eyes and bullying of his peers, no one was optimistic about him, and he was almost expelled from the division, until he was out on a mission, and he learned the magic of inviting gods after nine deaths, and since then he has become a blockbuster. Mo Li's eyes showed a leisurely expression, and he sighed: "But just when the ancestor finally made some achievements and planned to take his beloved wife to the care of the sect, what he was waiting for was the bad news that his beloved had been depressed for many years. ”

After listening to Mo Li's words, Junci couldn't help but sigh, this is simply a history of bitter struggle for the first counterattack, if it is made into a TV series, it will definitely be a big hit.

After a short rest, Mo Li and Junci decided to rush overnight to place the patriarch's bones as soon as possible and help the patriarch fulfill his last wish, which was a thousand years late.

Three days later, the master and apprentice finally came to the former residence of the Demon Patriarch, Qingniu Mountain.

Looking at the overgrown grave in front of him, Junci waved his hands, and several wind blades shuttled back and forth like butterflies chasing flowers, quickly cutting the surrounding weeds and floating in the air like catkins.

Jun Ci quickly pinched out a fire system spell, and the weeds that had not had time to fall instantly burned, turning into wisps of fly ash and disappearing with the wind.

The two walked slowly along the rugged stele forest, and finally found the tombstone of the deceased wife of the Demon Patriarch on the top of the cliff of Qingniu Mountain.

Seeing this ordinary bluestone stele, Junci only felt that his heart was beating faster, and there had never been a moment like an arrow in his heart like now.

The tombstone, which has been weathered by time and is somewhat worn, is vaguely carved with fifteen neat characters: "The tomb of his beloved wife Guo Furui, the surviving Chen Erniu weeps." ”