Wu Daoan and Han Zongxian looked at each other and smiled bitterly. It seems that they can't go to Shushan, and there is no point in going. Liu Tingyu was still standing in place, sad, and he didn't know how to comfort him. Instead, she saw the shocking big wound on Wu Daoan's palm, and hurriedly went to find a bandage to bandage him. After bandaging, Wu Daoan's true qi dissipated, and the meridians at his wrists were cleared, and the pain was rolling all over the ground in cold sweat, and it took a while to recover. Han Zongxian picked up the flying sword stained with red blood on the ground, quietly wrapped it and threw it into the trunk of the car. This flying sword was also sealed with true qi while piercing Wu Daoan's palm before, and it was just an ordinary iron sword at the moment. However, Wu Daoan also knew that the magic weapon could not be used if it was used, and it was indispensable to practice it when he went back. The woman in the white dress was on the line of life and death just now, and she was lucky to survive, so she didn't dare to do anything superfluous before leaving, and took the flying sword away. The middle-aged man didn't know whether he wanted it or not, and he didn't take the flying sword, could it be that he used this magic weapon to repay Wu Daoan for saving Liu Tingyu's kindness? Then, Han Zongxian drove and the group began to return. Halfway through, Shui Yuehan woke up faintly, and still had an impression of Han Zongxian's previous stun of her. But the other three all said that she was just tired and fell asleep by herself, and what she said didn't happen at all. The so-called crowd is gold, Shui Yuehan couldn't help but believe it when she saw them saying this, just as if she had dreamed of something before. Han Zongxian also told her that when she was sleeping, they met a disciple of the outer sect of Shushan, and heard the latter say that the evil sword immortal who had been suppressed by the ancestors of Shushan for 800 years had recently been born and ran to Shushan to take revenge. Shui Yuehan always felt that there was something strange about today's events, it could be seen that the three of them had the same caliber, and she couldn't think of any reason for everyone to make up lies to accuse her, so she could only choose to believe it. Wu Daoan's thickly bandaged hands naturally couldn't escape Shui Yuehan's interrogation, and he only said that he was scratched by a stone when he fell.

It is said that the vitality in the body of the Zhuji monk is strong, and such a big wound was completely healed in only two days, leaving no scars at all, which surprised Wu Daoan. Han Zongxian felt that he was rare and strange, after all, his entire body was smashed into mud and survived, compared to Wu Daoan's injury, it was no different from tickling.

So, the group began to travel all the way east back to Zhongjing. It was a bit dull on the way back. Wu Daoan and Han Zongxian have always had a feeling of forced laughter, and Liu Tingyu is also full of worries. Shui Yuehan knocked on the side again and again, but she couldn't ask why, and she was also quite depressed, so she didn't talk much.

On Sunday night, the four of them drove their cars to the underground garage of the headquarters of the Shuirun Group, and then took a taxi back to school together. Wu Daoan and Han Zongxian helped the two girls carry their luggage downstairs in their bedroom, chatted casually, and then dispersed. On the way back to the dormitory, Wu Daoan looked at Han Zongxian, who looked a little gloomy, and asked, "Old Han, from this point of view, it is extremely difficult to use a teleportation array. Let's not mention whether we can get the spirit stone for the time being, even if there are spirit stones and a group of primordial old monsters to grab the teleportation place, even if you restore your original cultivation, you may not be able to suppress so many people. What are you going to do now?"

"The old man has gone through countless crises in his life, and he has grasped a glimmer of life in the endless death catastrophe with persistence and calmness, and has come to this point. The old man will definitely not give up returning to the cultivation realm, and will definitely find a way to go back. When Han Zongxian said this, Wu Daoan remembered the scene when he faced the woman in the white dress of Shushan who killed him, Han Zongxian relied on his calmness and momentum to make the woman hesitate for a while, and then there was a scene where the middle-aged Taoist priest rushed over, and he also won life for himself. And listening to Han Zongxian's tone, he has experienced this kind of life-and-death thing many times. This kind of composure in the face of death is easy to say, but how many people can do it? Suddenly, Wu Daoan discovered that it was actually his luck to know such a person.

Wu Daoan hesitated for a moment and said what he thought in his heart: "Old Han, in fact, there is nothing wrong with you staying here. Although this place is not conducive to cultivation, it is not as dangerous as your cultivation realm. There are also computers, television, and movies here, and life is not much more interesting than that of the cultivation realm! And with your mental experience, it is not difficult to be a successful person and manage tens of thousands of people here, and you can also experience the feeling of being an elder in power. ”

Han Zongxian glanced at him and said, "If the old man said this to me when he was still a foundation building monk, the old man might be tempted. But the old man has gone through thousands of tribulations all the way to today, and the heart of Xiang Dao has long been extremely strong, and the only pursuit at the moment is to advance to the god transformation stage as soon as possible. And the aura of your plane is extremely thin, and it is impossible for you to cultivate and grow by staying here. The old man also wants to advise you. This red dust, like the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is illusory. And the avenue of heaven and earth seems to be ethereal, but every time you get close to it, you will comprehend more and see farther. ”

Wu Daoan hurriedly shook his head: "I will be content when I form a golden pill, but I won't go to the cultivation realm with you to live that dangerous and depressing life." ”

Han Zongxian shook his head with a smile, and suddenly remembered something again: "By the way, that Dao robe and flying sword are both good magic weapons, you have to live and practice well these days, after all, magic weapons are extremely important for monks to fight." ”

"How do you sacrifice the Fa?"

"Well, just stuff these two things under your bed, and wash their surfaces with true qi every time you cultivate, so that they will be contaminated with your breath every night, and sooner or later they will be used by you. ”

"Okay......"

Wu Daoan put on sunglasses, masks and hats, and returned to the dormitory, the two roommates were very curious about where the two had been playing for so long, and Han Zongxian told about their travel experience. Of course, all of what he said was summarized from various travel guides on the Internet, but you basically can't find any flaws in the lies he made up. The two roommates were also fascinated by it, after all, who doesn't like to go out and play, and made an appointment with them to find an opportunity to travel together.

The days are back on the usual track, eating and sleeping after class every day, Wu Daoan will play games online in his spare time, and he will also practice various spells alone. After the previous tribulations, Han Zongxian, Shui Yuehan, and Liu Tingyu are also familiar with each other, and sometimes the four of them will go out to eat together. Shui Yuehan still tried his best to drop out with Han Zongxian and Liu Tingyu, but the effect was very small, and there was no special feeling between the two of them. It was Liu Tingyu who had a much better attitude towards Wu Daoan. Although he still finds fault occasionally, he basically agrees with the relationship between him and Shui Yuehan.

Autumn turns to winter, and in the blink of an eye, by mid-December, there are occasional snowflakes in the sky, and most of the students on campus are wearing thick down jackets. Wu Daoan is not afraid of the cold now, and it is no problem to wear a single coat, but one is afraid that it will be too shocking, and the other is that Shui Yuehan is worried that Wu Daoan will catch a cold if he wears less, so he has to wear a bulky down jacket. However, after putting on the down jacket, he encountered a new problem: in the past, when he wore a single shirt, his flat figure and tightly covered face could still make most passers-by think of him as a thin boy. But the down jacket has the effect of covering his figure, and his slender figure after wearing the down jacket is no different from most girls on campus, so more and more passers-by will treat him as a girl. For example, when the cafeteria aunt hears that he wants 4 taels of food, she is often taken aback, muttering things like "how can a little girl eat so much". For example, when he was in class, occasionally the lecturer would point at him and say, "Please answer this question." Wu Daoan was able to explain at first, but then he didn't bother to explain, so let it be.

Mid-December basically means two things for boys. The first is: it's going to the end of the semester! I'm going to the library to grab a seat to review! The second is: It's Christmas, hurry up and take the opportunity to confess to so-and-so. Or it's Christmas, hurry up and take the opportunity to have a bang with so-and-so. But for Han Zongxian, these two things are insulated from him. He was browsing the web on his computer to see which temple was hiring. The meridian bone marrow in his body has been opened up by Wu Dao'an's true qi, and as long as he finds a place with aura, he can quickly recover his strength. But this is extremely difficult. Now it is not as good as in ancient times, the mountains and rivers with aura are everywhere, and most of them are deserted. Nowadays, there are only a few places in the world that have spiritual energy, and they are still occupied by various temples and Taoist temples, and they have also been developed into tourist attractions. If you have nothing to do and want to hide in and open a cave to practice, there is no door, and the tourism authority will definitely kick you out, plus a crime of destroying scenery. So the only way to do that is to become a staff member at these attractions.

Wu Daoan leaned in front of Han Zongxian's screen, looked at the signboard information on it, and was startled: "Baiyunguan needs at least a graduate student? Wutai Mountain wants a doctor of Taoism? Why is it so difficult to get out of a home these days." ”

Han Zongxian shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness. Wu Daoan thought for a while and said, "Why don't I ask Gu Xiaoxuan and let you enter Wudang Mountain through the back door?"

He shook his head and said, "Forget it." The aura there was too thin, and it would take many years for the old man to recover. In fact, the current temple view is basically the same, the aura is extremely thin, and the cultivation in it can only reach the Dan stage at most, and there is no Yuanying monk at all. Perhaps only in the mountain gates of Shushan and Kunlun, which are usually closed and isolated from the world, can there be a little more aura and give birth to some slightly more powerful monks. In short, the old man first thought of another way. In two days, isn't there a monk's fair around here? Let's go and have a look, maybe there are some elixirs that can help me regain my strength. ”

"That's all there is to it. Wu Daoan couldn't think of any other way. He looked at his phone's calendar. "Well, today Friday, the fair will be on Sunday, on the third floor of the Fuhuang Hotel. It's almost there. But Old Han, we don't have any money and no spirit stones, so what can we do for it?"

Han Zongxian pointed to his head confidently: "The old man likes to travel all over the world in his life, and he has collected thousands of various exercises, and he can trade them with the exercises. ”

"But how do others know the truth of your exercises?"

"We already have a way to do this in the Cultivation Realm. ”

Wu Daoan was about to ask what to do, when his mobile phone suddenly rang, it was Shui Yuehan calling.

"Husband, do you miss me?"

"Well, yes, I dreamed of it. ”

"Bragging, tell me what you dreamed about?"

"I dreamed of us playing with each other on the endless prairie. ”

"Phew, rascal, I'm not ashamed. ”

"That's because I love you so much. ”

......

Because Wu Daoan and Shui Yuehan have only been in love for 2 months, although they are not as good as at the beginning, they wish to glue us together and never separate, but they are still in the honeymoon period, they have not quarreled yet, and they are particularly numb when they talk. After a few words, Shui Yuehan also told the reason for calling. "An An, do you have time this Saturday? Come and sit at our house!"

"Ahh Wu Daoan was taken aback.

"No, my cousin asked me to see you, and I agreed. It's so boring to be at home on the weekend, so you just happened to come and accompany me!"

"Your cousin?"

"It's the one who picked up our SUV that day, Shui Haolai, it's still a little handsome. ”

Wu Daoan remembered, it was the eldest brother. "But why does he want to see me?" he couldn't figure out why.

Anyway, at 10 o'clock on Saturday morning, you go to the gate of Lishan Garden, and I will pick you up. By the way, dress up nicely!"

Wu Daoan hung up the phone, thought about his uncle's performance that day, and suddenly realized: Should he really take a fancy to me, right? Then I am really destined to disappoint him, there is no spark of love between the plug and the plug, it will only hurt himself......