Chapter 2: Forget the road to the mountain gate when you come out

Chen Xuanqiu followed Wu Daoren for only three steps, and a weak voice came from behind: "Master...Master, I...My... Realm, Master... I haven't seen it yet."

Huh?

The scene was silent.

Wu Daoren slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that he had an apprentice.

This little disciple was picked up from an isolated island when Wu Daoren was wandering in the endless sea.

Dao Ren Wu was wandering in the West Sea and found an immature spiritual plant on an island. He dug out the spiritual plant several feet of soil with magical powers and took it back to the green duckweed. When he was planted, he found a baby in the grass. With Dao Ren Wu's powerful spiritual consciousness, he never discovered it at that time.

Wu Daoren thought that this baby must be unusual, so he accepted it as a fifth disciple. However, the only talent that this child has shown so far is that it is easy to be ignored and forgotten. The little disciple's heart was hurt, and there was a hint of embarrassing red on his face.

Dao Ren Wu quickly took two steps forward, touched his head, and said kindly: "Wudao, I am a teacher who has ignored you..."

The little apprentice flattered her mouth and said, "Master, isn't my disciple called Wuming?"

Wu Daoren said calmly: "I haven't spoken for a year, and my mouth is a little bit unfair. I think you are still young and don't need to be investigated. You see, you have been going up the mountain for seven years, and it's already the middle stage of Juyuan, which is very good."

Wuming was injured and said, "I have been going up the mountain for ten years."

Wu Daoren smiled and said, "Don't care about these details. Being a teacher starts with you building the foundation. Let me explain to you some things about your fourth senior brother, and I will guide you in your practice later."

"Okay!" Wuming smiled. The child was simple-minded, as long as the master did not forget him.

When Daoren Wu entered the thatched cottage, he thought about it and the wooden door closed on its own.

"sit!"

Chen Xuanqiu sat down on the cushion opposite Wu Daoren as he was ashamed to death.

Wu Daoren said kindly: "Xuanqiu, my master has never taught you the cultivation techniques. Do you have any grudges in your heart?"

Chen Xuanqiu said resentfully: "The disciple's foundation is extremely solid, but he cannot get a glimpse of the true cultivation techniques. To be honest, if it weren't for me and my master was also a man, my disciple would have suspected that you were cultivating the 'furnace' for yourself."

Wu Daoren's face twitched a few times and said, "Don't think about it randomly. I'm a teacher's arrangement because you have no connection with the immortal path. If you force the immortal path, you will be punished by heaven. Your way is in the world."

Chen Xuanqiu was stunned: "In the world?"

Wu Daoren nodded and said, "Not bad!"

Wu Daoren spread his palm, and a jade pendant appeared in his palm. Wu Daoren said, "When my master picked you up, there was only this priceless jade pendant in his cradle, and a piece of entrusted me. If a kind-hearted person picked you up, please take good care of him. Your parents once made marriage for you. When they were eighteen years old, they came to look for relatives. If the other family had a boy, they would become Jinlan. If they had a woman, they would be husband and wife. Now it is time..."

Chen Xuanqiu was a human being in his two lives, and he had never contacted those parents. He couldn't help but say, "Who is my father-in-law?"

Wu Daoren shook his head slightly and said, "That paper is entrustment, it has never been explained."

Chen Xuanqiu said: "Where is the entrustment of that paper?"

Wu Daoren said lightly: "The insects and rats are flooded in the middle of the mountain and are destroyed by stolen food."

Chen Xuanqiu:...

Wu Daoren said kindly: "Disciple, you grew up on the mountain. When you suddenly hear it going down the mountain, you will inevitably be confused. In fact, there is no need to worry. You have become a great person and are already an amazing existence in the world. Why do you want to not survive?"

Wu Daoren said: "All the martial arts in the world, whether it is magic, magic, demon skills, witchcraft, curse power, or martial arts, are all mobilization and application of power. No one is more powerful, it only depends on the depth of attainments.

A person who has achieved a little fairy art will die and die in the face of a great witch god. If a person who only practices physical martial arts to the extreme, how can he break all the methods with one punch? The ancient god of creation is to prove the Tao with his power. Countless those who have cultivated the great powers will also destroy their souls under his mercy!"

Dao Ren Wu showed a little proud look and said, "Although you have not taught your skills to cultivate immortals, you can teach your martial arts to you. This is the great way of Zhenwu, which is enough to allow you to spread all over the world."

Chen Xuanqiu was silent for a moment and said, "Master, I understand. There are countless people in the world who are cultivating, and how many people can achieve immortality through tribulation? The path of immortality is vague. If you can rely on your own skills to establish achievements in the mortal world and keep your reputation for all generations, it will be a waste of your life. However, there is no ridge in the disciple's land and no room..."

Wu Daoren smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Are you afraid that others will love the poor and love the rich? If you see you being in a downturn, you will force you to break off the engagement?"

Chen Xuanqiu shook his head and said, "This disciple is not worried. His disciple is so naughty. Whose daughter is willing to break off the engagement?"

Well... Wu Daoren looked at Chen Xuanqiu's appearance and sighed in his heart. He was worthy of being her son, and he became such a monster. Such narcissistic words came from his mouth, and even he took it for granted when he saw them.

Wu Daoren said, "Then what are you worried about?"

Chen Xuanqiu said: "The disciple has nothing but his face, and he is afraid that his wife's mother-in-law, brother-in-law and sister-in-law will come to despise and bully..."

Wu Daoren said in confusion: "There is such a thing? Those who can marry your parents must be friends with life and death. I think they will not treat you slowly. If your father's marriage despise you, you can go to the marriage home where your mother's marriage is, why hang yourself from a tree?"

Chen Xuanqiu was stunned and said in surprise: "My father is getting married? My mother is getting married?"

Wu Daoren said: "Yes, it was your parents who were both married to you back then, but why did they end up being so unfamiliar with their teachers."

Wu Daoren said, pointing his finger, a clear light hit Chen Xuanqiu's eyebrows, and the relevant information about the two families was instantly grasped by him.

Wu Daoren said: "I have passed the information of these two families to you by my teacher. Remember it firmly and don't forget it."

Chen Xuanqiu was secretly surprised when he read the information in his mind. One of these two families was in the Ji Kingdom in the extreme west and the other was in the Yi Kingdom in the extreme east. It seemed that the original parents of this body must be not ordinary people.

Moreover, Chen Xuanqiu always felt that there was something unclear about what his master said, but he knew that it was impossible to ask something, but he did not reveal anything. Compared to Chen Xuanqiu's original body, he had a lifetime of life experience.

Wu Daoren smiled and said, "We are a monk, and we are not aware of common etiquette. Xuanqiu, you go down the mountain now."

...

Chen Xuanqiu didn't have much stuff, just a small bag, and it was quickly prepared. There was a sound of suona outside the door, and the song was sad. Although it was loud, it was not noisy. When Chen Xuanqiu went out with the bag, the sound of suona stopped.

Wuma has a bear, Man Qingyin and Ye Li stand quietly in front of the door.

"Brother, second, third sister." Chen Xuanqiu's eyes showed a hint of warmth. No matter whether he was a human being for two lifetimes, the relationship he had been with each other for ten years was real.

"Junior brother, take care!" Wu Ma Youxiong hugged Chen Xuanqiu vigorously. He was not good at expressing feelings, but the fluctuations in his heart were like tides. The junior brother did not practice the path of immortality, and this time he went down the mountain, he might not have the chance to meet again in his life.

"A little thing, my senior brother, will give you it. You can take it with you. It may be of some use to walk in the mortal world."

Wu Ma Youxiong said, handing a tortoise shell to Chen Xuanqiu. The divination in the world is often used here, but the one given to Chen Xuanqiu by Wu Ma Youxiong is just a small tortoise shell that is not much larger than a penny, and it seems to be just a decorative thing.

Chen Xuanqiu solemnly put it on the silk ribbon on his waist in front of his senior brother and made a dressing ornament.

"Junior brother, take care!" Man Qingyin also opened her arms and gave Chen Xuanqiu a big hug. Chen Xuanqiu felt two soft balls touching the chest, but they immediately separated.

Man Qingyin fainted and handed a sachet: "My junior sister and I made some talismans. If someone bullies you, my senior sister will help you beat him up."

Ye Li said sadly: "As soon as you enter the world, I will take care of you all the way!"

Chen Xuanqiu nodded vigorously, looked at the three of them deeply, and walked down the mountain.

"Fourth Division...Senior Brother, I...I haven't said goodbye yet." A weak voice sounded, and the scene was silent again.

Chen Xuanqiu slowly turned around, walked to the ten-year-old Xiao Wuming, rubbed his head, and smiled and said, "Senior Brother is afraid that you will be sad, so... he didn't say goodbye."

"Wu Ming grew up... he became sensible, no... he won't cry." Wu Ming smiled, and handed the suona he had just played to Chen Xuanqiu and said, "Fourth... Senior Brother, I'll give it to you."

This suona was made by Xiao Wuming himself. The reed whistle was made of a piece of Xihai black iron held in his hand when he found him. This suona has always been Wuming's beloved thing.

Chen Xuanqiu squatted down, hugged the junior brother who was always ignored, and said softly: "Senior brother will regard it as a treasure that has been collected all the time. Wuming junior brother, take care of it!"

Chen Xuanqiu went down the mountain, and several fellow disciples stood on Qingping Peak, watching his figure gradually disappear into the clouds and mist.

Dao Ren Wu appeared beside them at some point. When his eyes fell into the mountains, he sighed quietly and said, "I hope that this child Xuanqiu can be safe and happy, and have a peaceful life."

Ye Li: "Master, my junior brother has never gone down the mountain, I am really worried..."

Daoren Wu shook his head and said, "If you don't practice the golden elixir, you will not be able to get the fate of the immortal road. Those people will not find him. We have already gotten to the world, so let's go back now."

Dao Ren Wu paused the quinoa stick to the ground and turned into a middle-aged Taoist with a clear appearance. The quinoa stick in his hand turned into a whisk. He was wearing a jade-wire star-moon robe, wearing a five-color lotus crown, and the Taoist rhyme flowed all over his body, and had turned into a substance like a cloud dragon. A halo appeared behind his head, which was divided into nine layers. The verge of filth and infinite birth and death were endless. A heavy and sacred aura suddenly came to his face.

Wuma Youxiong, Man Qingyin. After hearing Wu Daoren's words, Ye Li transformed himself into a different shape. His face remained unchanged, but his clothes were completely different. Wuma Youxiong was wearing a seven-star crane crown and a purple ribbon and a cloud crane robe. Ye Li and Man Qingyin were both wearing a dance fairy robe, with a flick of a flying fairy bun, and his fairy aura was filled with misty mortals. Where was it still a mortal?

Dao Ren Wu raised his hand and a white cloud emerged from the sky, holding him and Wu Ma, Qingyin, Ye Li, flew slowly to the sky. Dao Ren Wu said leisurely in the air: "The traces here should be destroyed in the world."

After Dao Ren Wu said that, he swept the whisk, and the drizzle fell in the sky in an instant, and the grass and trees came into contact with the rain, which immediately became clearer and clearer. The traces of people living on the top of the mountain, such as the thatched cottage, well, and cushions under the trees, seemed to have experienced thousands of years in an instant, annihilated and disappeared little by little.

Suddenly, a stuttering voice suddenly rang: "Master...Master, take me with you!"

The rising white cloud suddenly stopped, and after a moment, he suddenly returned to the cliff.

Wu Daoren touched his little apprentice whose head was wet by the rain, and said kindly: "Wuwei, Master is not ignoring you. He just wants you to see the master's technique of raising clouds..."

Chen Xuanqiu walked on the mountain road and never looked back. He wanted to act freely, but looking at the familiar mountains and rivers, the sorrow of parting was still like a drop of ink dripping in the water, slowly, slowly, smudged.

When he finally couldn't help but stop and looked back, there were only white clouds in his eyes. One of them seemed to be blown away by the wind.

The drizzle came over and over again. Chen Xuanqiu suddenly broke a piece of banana leaf and pressed it on his head.

The rain broke that day, and the boy's spring shirt broke a leaf into an umbrella, and lay a green duckweed alone.
Chapter completed!