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

He is starting to travel again.

The various practices are different in the stage of seeing the nature and enlightenment. For example, the Taishang Nine-Turn Pill Sutra requires concentration in cultivation, and to perceive the fluctuations of one's own souls again and again between life and death, and then collect yin energy from the underworld, cooperate with its own yang energy, and try to trigger the turbulent wind according to the fluctuations of one's own soul.

This is a very long process. You may succeed in ten or eight times. It is not surprising that you try thousands of times if you are not lucky. But every failure will provide some valuable reference. Even if you are the one with the worst qualifications and the worst luck, you will be able to successfully trigger the gale wind within two thousand times and enter the realm of refining the gale.

For disciples with poor qualifications, it takes about half a month to try at one time, and two thousand attempts will probably take sixty or seventy years. Compared with the lifespan of the Tongyou Realm of 300 years, this period will not be too long, and it is completely within the range of "diligence can make up for the clumsiness" - it is worthy of being the supreme method of ascension, step by step, and keep moving forward.

But Wu Jie practiced the Fire Department Dharma completely different. It has no attempt at all. It only requires continuous absorption of various dark fires in the underworld. After accumulating to a certain level, it will naturally conflict with the originally accumulated flames of the Yang world in the body. When the hot and cold encounters, a gale wind will naturally form, which is simple and clear.

However, the accumulation process is not simple. Nether Fire is not a good thing. It takes a lot of effort to absorb and accumulate. At most, it only accumulates a little bit every day, and it can be completed in half an hour. The remaining time can only be used to stabilize the Nether Fire in the body, and then cultivate the spirit and wait for tomorrow.

So during this period, Wu eliminated his routine practice every day, because he accumulated a lot of dark fire in his body, he could not practice spells or swordsmanship unless he fought with others, so the rest was free.

He read a lot of books, but he was always a little bored if he just kept reading. So he packed his luggage and went down the mountain and started traveling again.

The principle of this trip was to use spells as much as possible, and act as a mortal or at most warriors. He did not carry a medicine box, nor did he dress up as a wandering doctor as usual, but instead replaced it with the image of a down-and-out Taoist priest.

It is also very common for the down-and-out Taoist priests of You Fang. Wu Jie has learned a lot of Taoist content over the years, and he has a lot of ink in his belly, and he is dressed as if he is decent.

Wu'an County is the city closest to Qingyang Mountain, which is built under the nose of Qingyang Temple. The residents here are quite special. Many of them are losers in seeking immortality or their descendants. Every sixty years, under the guidance of the Xianyuan Bamboo Card, they will go to the mountains and forests to the west, step into the "Qingniu Town" transformed by magic weapons, and pursue the ideals they have dreamed of for generations.

It is precisely because of this that there are many people living in this small county town with extraordinary talents. For example, many people who were pursuing the immortal fate with Wu Jie and others but failed to succeed lived here.

Wu Jie sat in a small stall on the street, drinking hot tea, and watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street.

It is almost the twelfth lunar month, and it is gradually falling down the most lively and busiest time of the year. The population of Wu'an County has increased a lot, and many businessmen from other places have appeared.

Merchants are seeking profits. As long as there is enough profit, they don’t care whether 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 that he missed quite much.

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

Honey Sugar Osmanthus Cake!

"San, look, I sell osmanthus cake again! I haven't seen it for many years!"

"What's the rare thing about osmanthus cake? I'm tired of it." Du Ruo was not the ignorant girl who couldn't help drooling when she smelled the sweet fragrance. Over the years, she has trained to become an excellent pastry chef. Although she only specializes in sweets, she is a master in the field of sweets - perhaps even higher than her martial arts achievements.

She no longer likes the osmanthus cake that made her eat happily at the beginning!

Wu Jie smiled and paid the bill casually. Then he walked to the vendor and asked about the price.

The osmanthus cake here is much cheaper than what I bought at the beginning. You can buy four kilograms for one tael of silver.

He pretended to be a down-and-out Taoist at this moment, so he could not take out a tael of silver at will. So after hesitating for a while, he took out his purse and carefully counted out ten 50 yuan of copper coins to hand them to the vendor, and bought two taels of hot osmanthus cake.

Holding the osmanthus cake while walking and eating, Wu Jie's thoughts once again traveled through two worlds and recalled his life on the earth.

It has been more than twenty years since I traveled through time. I wonder if the osmanthus trees in my hometown are still growing very lushly? I wonder if people often sell osmanthus cakes on the streets and alleys? I wonder if my parents are still alive? Is the two elders in good health? I wonder if the younger brother who went straight to the computer after finishing his homework and went online to fight with others to fight with the Stars has a bright future? Has he already started a family and started a career? Can he be filial to the two elders?

well……

"Do you miss home again?" Du Ruo was the only person in the world of Tianshu who could understand Wu Jie's homesickness. When he saw him, he suddenly became melancholy and comforted him, "As long as you have a profound Taoist Dharma, you will have a day to go back sooner or later, don't worry too much."

"That's true..."

"Do you remember that senior god from the same place as you? His time there should actually be similar to that of you, right? But the time you two have in this world is apart for countless years... From this we can see that the time on both sides should not be trapped. Maybe one day you will cultivate the supreme magical power and go back, and only a few days will be passed at home!"

Wu Jie couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Thanks!"

"What's the point of thanking us brothers and sisters! Fourth brother, you have to cheer up and cultivate the supreme magical powers as soon as possible. Sister, I'll benefit from it!"

Wu Jie was about to say something else, but suddenly a figure flashed from the corner of his eyes. A child came from somewhere and hit him violently.

His power is far more than ordinary people. The child hit him in one go, as if he had hit a big rock, and he fell to the ground and fell heavily.

Wu Jie was shocked and hurriedly possessed himself to pull the child up and check if he was injured. However, the child ignored him at all, so he turned over and got up, and hurriedly ran away without stopping at all.

As a result, he stood there, hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head and smiled.

"Even if you steal the wallet, you don't have to run so fast..."

"Master, hurry up and chase!" Moli shouted anxiously, "This ignorant boy dares to steal your money! He must catch up with him, cut off his hands, tie him to the wooden stake, apply honey to the wound, and put a nest of ants to eat!"

"...There are less than 300 million left in that wallet. As for doing such a crazy thing for this little money?"

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

"…Magnificent? Do I have that kind of thing?"

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

“No, very easy-going.”

Jasmine was so angry that she was so angry that she was smoking from her orifices when she was not cooperating with her three companions. Blue smoke was already rising above her head, and the sound was as if she was thundering: "It is because you always laughed like this that you have no majesty!"

"Since you have no majesty, let's forget it." Wu Jie laughed again, "It's not easy for that child. I'm afraid it's a big bruise on his body... Just think it's just to earn some hard money for him."

Wu solved the matter, and no matter how angry Jasmine was, she had no choice but to spend her grief and anger, clean up a large number of centenary and millennium ginseng, sat under the tree and cuttled her hard, for fear that she would have regarded the blind thief as ginseng in her heart.

Wu Jie didn't care, so he found a corner of the wall, leaned against the wall, sat down, basking in the sun while eating osmanthus cake.

After finishing the two liang of osmanthus cakes, he dusted his clothes and stood up. He was about to continue his departure, but he saw a young man in his 24th and 5th and walked back with the child just now.

"This Taoist priest, this kid stole your wallet just now!"

Wu Jie smiled when he heard this. He was about to say something he didn't mind, but his heart suddenly moved, and he felt something vaguely, and looked at the young man carefully.

Look at the man's eyebrows and eyes... it seems that he has seen him somewhere?

Seeing him like this, the young man couldn't help but wonder, and looked at him. After a moment, he seemed to remember something, exclaimed, and asked carefully: "Master, did you pass by Tianhe City next to the Chaotian Gorge with a female hero in red ten years ago?"

Wu Jieluo recalled the memory and nodded.

The young man suddenly seemed a little nervous, calmed down, and then asked in a low voice: "Master, did you ever capture a cult demon on the beach outside Tianhe City? That night, did the heroine who was walking with you sneak into Tianhe City overnight and destroyed the illegal Flying Eagle Gang?"

Wu Jie suddenly realized and found the appearance of this young man from his memory.

"Aren't you the thinner among those two little Taoists! You haven't seen each other for ten years and look much stronger!"

When the young man heard this, he was surprised and didn't care about the little thief and knelt straight in front of Wu Jie: "The villain Qin Jing, since he witnessed the Taoist priest's extraordinary magical skills ten years ago, he has been yearning for it! He walked along the Xiao Chijiang River all the way to search for the Taoist priest's traces... He asked the Taoist priest to read the villain's sincerity and give some advice on martial arts!"

Wu Jie wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Qin Jing's face full of wind and frost, he imagined that he had traveled along the Xiao Chi River in the deep mountains and forests over the past ten years, chasing his own footprints with difficulty. He didn't know how much hardship he suffered... The words of rejection choked in his throat and couldn't say it.

"Ten years of hard work are not ordinary!" He hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and helped Qin Jing up. "I can't let you down even if you have your hard work... Well, I will accept you as a disciple."
Chapter completed!